Sizzling Taboo

I stood up, blushing furiously and smoothing my skirt down. I never planned for this. Everything had been unintentional. Yet it feels so good for him to have seen me in that provocative position.

My stepuncle quickly looked away, opening the refrigerator as he brought out two bottles of cold water. And just like that, we both pretended that he hadn’t just seen right up my skirt and across my pussy, and that I hadn’t linger few second longer than necessary in letting him. We pretended that he stopped starring at my tight ass.

He quickly smiled nervously at me, his face probably as red as mine as he quickly moved past me. I could feel the tension radiating off him as he walked out of the kitchen to the sitting room.

I let out the breath I had been holding ever since I saw him looking at him. That hungry look couldn't leave my vision even for a second. It felt as though he's resisting something, everything from doing the unimaginable when he saw me in that position.

I literally would not mind him taking me right in the kitchen even knowing that my parents are just ten feet's away from us. I wouldn't mind him pounding my small pussy with his thick, full cock.

After finishing the dishes and keeping the kitchen clean, i walked into the sitting room and met my parents ready to leave. I couldn't look at my uncle, but I could literally feel his penetrating gaze on me.

I could feel my cheeks getting hot as we said our goodbyes and ended discussions later at the front door, giving our best to him and his wife and thanking him for dinner.

He gave my mom a quick kiss on the cheek, high-fived my younger brother, and shook my dad's hand warmly on the way out. As I passed by him, though, he paused, freezing slightly before he pulled me in for a hug.

I felt a heady surge of heat grip my body as he pulled me close, even if it was for just a moment. I feel his jeans pressed tightly against my crotch and I felt millions of butterflies in my lower belly.

The feeling was electric; just like that time before way back at my 18th birthday when he'd hugged me close. And this time, just as before, I felt whole body glow and tingle under his touch.

"Welcome back home from college Amelia." He had that same slightly confusing and hungry look in his eye as he had in the kitchen before. He grinned at me once more before I turned and followed my parents back across the lawns to our house.

Later that night, in my room after dinner, I found myself touching myself absentmindedly as i was looking out the back window Into their bedroom. It's not like I actually thought I was going to see him or anything, but so much of my attraction to this man stemmed from watching him and his wife from this very spot that it was almost a second nature thing to do when I thought of him.

I decided not to touch myself but instead put on a soft, slow music and dance away the naughty and troubling thoughts going through my mind.

In the darkness of the backyard, I suddenly saw a light flick on in the bedroom. I could see him then, stepping into the room from across my open window as he rummaged around the desk for something.

I picked up my phone and scrolled through my playlist until I found the perfect song. I connected it to my little Bluetooth speak and allow the music flow throughout my room until my body began to move rhythmically.

This time, I found myself stepping out from behind the curtain in my room, dancing there in my small sleep shorts and button-up pajama shirt. It took a second, with him still poking around his desk, but suddenly, as if he knew he was being watched, he stood up straight and turned right towards my window.

And right then, all I could think about was how good he’d feel; how amazing I knew he'd make me feel as he took me for the first time. The naughty thought brought a pink flush to my cheeks, and I found myself biting my lip as I swing my body to the music.

I knew his wife could be in the sitting room probably watching a movie, or waiting for him to bring whatever he's looking for, I knew my own parents were downstairs of my own house, my younger brother in his own room on the other side of the house. But apart from them, it was just the two of us, twenty-five feet across the way from each other.

I brought my hands up to my shirt, slowly running my hand across my chest, up to my neck as I close my eyes, pretending to be in my own world as I tried to ignore the thought of him watching me.

I closed my eyes as i reveled in the sensation i was feeling as i grabbed my small breast and gave it a tug, feeling my small nipples harden. My fingers began to find the buttons at the front of my shirt, and then as I strained my sight out of the corners of my eyes, I could see the blaze in his.

I grinned, feeling his smoldering eyes bore into me as my fingers began to loosen one, and then another, and another of the buttons; slowly moving down my slender body as I undid more and more.

I turned my back towards him, whining slowly to the soft music as I caressed my neck, down to my chest and my ass.

My stepuncle's face looked red and his eyes wild, and I could just catch the movement of him glance quickly at the door to the room he's currently in, and then the window at the downstairs window, where my parents were in the living room below me watching a movie.

I felt an erotic shiver shoot through me as I opened my shirt for him, shrugging it off my slender form as I stood there illuminated by the soft light in my bedroom.

I watched him walk over to the door of the bedroom he was currently in and heard him lock the door, giving him the privacy he needed to see more of my young body.

I didn't have all the curves and big breasts like some girls of my age, yet I have seen the way he hungrily looked at my small cleavage. The way his eyes darken when he saw me bent forward, my young pussy fully exposed for him to see In his kitchen.

And as I slowly bared my body to him, my hand roamed around my soft flesh, my thumb caressing my hard nipples, feeling it hard as rock, my body hum knowing fully well he's watching me and i have effect on him just as much as he does to me.

I could see the way he exhaled and closed his eyes, the flush in his face, the way his jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed at me, which told me he wants more of it. He wants to see more of my young bare body.