I have a small confession. Well, not really a small one, a fairly large one, and I'm not so much worried about confessing as I am professing. I want to shout this out to the world for some reason, for all that's wrong with it, and how much I've relished in the thought of it since the act has occurred. Let me start the night before, and lead up to now.
My sister Michelle has three wonderful kids. Lee, who is a stunning eighteen year old, Kay, who is a cute five year old, and Michael, a boy of three. Through the randomness of life and Michelle's love towards me, Michael and I share the same birthday, even though I'm twenty five years older than he is.
Lee and I have always been quick friends. She knows I'll be honest with her about her mother, my mother, life, and anything else she might have questions about. She's been open and honest about her relationships, and whenever problems have come up in her life and I've been available, I've tried to help her. Her father's work keeps him from home, and her mother is a head nurse at a nursing home. Lee helps her mother as much as can be expected of a high school senior. She's great with Kay and Michael, even though she used to torment Kay.
Lee is also, like I mentioned, stunning. She just turned eighteen on the 17th of March. She's about 5'6", probably weighs about 115, and has thick, wavy, dirty-blonde hair that goes almost all the way down her back. She has a fair complexion and blue eyes. She already dealt with three years of braces, so she's got straight, pretty teeth. Her nose is thin and has a slight upturn at the tip, which makes her face look very youthful. She doesn't have a super toned body, but she exercises with her mother and is always careful about what she eats. She doesn't wear much makeup. She's basically a very cute thin teenager.
I'm twenty eight. I'm 6'1", and about 180. I'm not in the best shape in the world, but lately I've been eating better and doing more yard work than I've ever done in my life, so I'm slowly toning back up to what I was like earlier in my life. I recently moved back to North Carolina from New York, where I had moved to be with Dianne, a girl I was having a long distance relationship with. I moved there three years ago, and after moving back in January of this year, after more than seven years of being with Dianne, we went our separate ways. We weren't working out as a couple, so the breakup wasn't full of malice, but there was some grief on both ends. We did love each other; we just weren't in love with each other. I've been trying to date around in the last few months since we separated, but I haven't had much luck. I flirt with an old friend that I used to work with from before I moved and with a girl I used to date in high school. The friend is a huge flirt but isn't really interested, and the old girlfriend definitely isn't interested in a physical relationship. So mostly I go to work, help out around the house, and hang out when I can with my sister and her family to help there as well.
My sister, being a head nurse, is sometimes called away from her normal job to travel to go to seminars and lectures about health care. This means that my mother is on call to help take care of Kay and Michael while Michelle is out of town. Olivia is expected to help, as am I. There's no problem here, but this weekend it led to something so ... Unexpected, sensual, sexual, wrong, perverse, thrilling ... exhilarating!
Michelle had to leave this weekend for a three day trip to Charlotte for a seminar, and had to leave at three in the morning on Sunday to fit everything in her schedule. I work as a driver for Pizza Hut, so I don't usually get off on weeknights until after midnight. Saturday night I called Lee and asked her if she'd be up, I wanted to come by and spend the night and get a chance to see my sister off. Lee said she'd be up, so we could talk when I got there.
After arriving, I plopped down on this bean bag chair called a FoMBAG next to Lee. They're big enough to hold 2 adults or a handful of kids, and sturdy enough to lie on and not sink in. We started talking about her recent birthday. She told me about how her father had called her the morning of her birthday and how he had asked her if she was going to play hooky. She actually did that day, and narrowly avoided getting into serious trouble by doing so. She went on to tell me how she spent the rest of the day loafing around, and how she had been gifted a small bag of weed from one of her friends later in the day. Her friends also threw her a surprise party later in the evening, so she had a pretty good birthday.
She had been lying on her back, and I had been lying on my side facing her. We were sharing a light cotton blanket that barely covered the both of us. We talked for a good hour, which brought us to about 1:30 in the morning. I had actually expected to fall asleep like that, next to her, but at that point, we heard someone walking around upstairs, and we both turned towards the noise.
"She'll think you're Alex," Lee said.
Alex was her on-again, off-again boyfriend who was a source of tension between her and her parents. Lee and Alex were known to sneak in and out of the house to see each other. I hadn't let Michelle know I was coming over, so I quickly rolled of the chair and moved over to a nearby couch. It now looked like Lee and I had just been talking, and not quite cuddling.
"Heyya! Good morning sis," I exclaimed when she came into the living room. "I came by to see you off this morning; we didn't mean to wake you up by talking so late."
"That's okay. Lee, it's after one, you need to be in bed. I kept hearing voices and I couldn't figure out what was going on. I checked on Michael thinking he was having a bad dream or had gotten up and turned on his TV." My sister wasn't upset, just a bit disheveled. We'd woken her up just a little over an hour before she had to get up to hit the road for a fairly long drive, but she was taking it well.
"Ok mom. Here, you can use this," Lee said to me as she got up from the chair and walked over to where I was and handed me the blanket we'd just been sharing. I sometimes slept on these couches, so the gesture was both logical and friendly.
Lee's never been ashamed of her body, and there had been a few occasions where I'd been over late at night or early in the morning and had seen her walking around in a t-shirt and panties. This time though, she was wearing a sweater and a pair of boy shorts. I caught myself feeling a little let down.
We all said goodnight, and once they were upstairs I tried going to sleep. I couldn't help thinking that Lee had said Michelle would think I was Alex. Alex was one lucky son of a gun, having had hit rounds with Lee in bed. It was a weird thought, thinking about Lee in a sexual way like that. She was cute, and physically it was easy to be attracted to her, but she was my niece. I'd known Lee her whole life, had helped change diapers, used to tease her when she was a child, and was now trying to help guide her through her last few teenage years. Wasn't it wrong to think of anything more than how cute she was?
I had set my phone to go off at 2:55 AM, so I could be up to see my sister off. However, when the phone went off, no one was up, the lights were all off in the house, and I didn't hear anyone stirring, so I sat there looking at my phone for what I thought was a few minutes. What actually happened was I fell back asleep with the phone in my hand, and I didn't wake up until nearly an hour later, when I heard a decently loud 'Ah Fuck!' from the kitchen off of the living room.
Michelle was walking around in the dark with a candle. It took me a minute, but I realized that the power had been blown overnight, and Michelle was now running late. We live in a fairly mountainous area, so one bad tree fall can sometimes kill the power for a while. I woke myself up and tried to make myself useful.
"Need me to carry anything down for you?" I asked.
"No. Well, actually, yes. I can't do my hair or makeup in the dark, so I'm not really late, but this is pushing it, I should already be on the road. I also can't take the car in the garage because you have to unhook the stupid door from the electronic opener to do so, so I'll just take the truck outside."
"Alright, just let me know what all I need to take down."
She and I then discussed what all she had laid out for Kay and Michael for the next few days. I helped take a few light bags down for her, and walked her to the Explorer she was going to be taking. We kissed on the cheek, said our goodbyes, and she backed out of the driveway. I watched for a minute looked around, enjoying the moment by watching the stars, before the cold brought me back inside.
When I came back in, I decided at that moment that I wasn't done cuddling with my niece. She'd have gone back upstairs to sleep in her mom's bed, since her father was out of town. Lee's bedroom was downstairs, and her room was constantly freezing cold. She'd sleep upstairs in the king size bed with her mom since it was warmer, and also because Kay would sometimes sleep between them if she wasn't able to sleep alone.
I walked upstairs to my sister's bedroom, and saw that Lee and Kay were both in bed. Kay was nearly in the center, lying on her back. Lee was facing Kay. Both were fast asleep. For some reason, I didn't slide into bed near Lee, I got in bed where my Michelle had been, and just got under the covers and laid there, listening to them both breathe.
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