It was 9pm when I got home and my mom said, “Megan, daddy needs to ask you something.”
Dad saw me walk into the family room and turned the television off and said, “Megan, I wanted to see if you would be able to help out your uncle Greg for a week?” Greg was the youngest in Dad’s family and Dad was the oldest of the six kids. Dad took a deep breath and said, “You know grandma is living with uncle Greg and Becky decided to walk out for good.” Dad paused and said, “Things are not going well for Greg right now, and since you are a trained nurse I think you will be able to care for your grandma better.” Dad continued, “You know grandma just had her surgery so she cannot travel but then you need to bring grandma back here with you.” That night I called my supervisor at her home and explained to her the situation and she thought that as a nurse I would really benefit by being with my grandma. Grandma stayed in bed most of the time as she was still weak and had not fully recovered from her surgery. Greg lived in a fairly small town where he managed a small regional unit for a large trucking company. I started early next day morning and drove for almost four hours to get to Greg’s place. Becky had moved out with her belongings the night before and uncle Greg was really happy to see me. He said, “Megan, I am so glad you were able to work this out…your grandma will really like you being with her.” Greg showed me the house which was quite small with two bedrooms and a large deck that had a big hot tub. Granma’s bedroom had two beds not far from each other, where the larger one was used by grandma and the smaller one was now for me so I could be nearby at night. Greg slept in the bedroom in the basement and there was only one bathroom in the house out side Grandma’s bedroom. The first day went by fast and Greg spent lot of time with me to explain everything grandma did or needed. Greg showed me how to operate the hot tub on the deck and as I looked around I could hardly see his neighbors on either side. It was already 9:30pm when I went to have my shower and as I came out of the shower, I heard Greg arguing over the phone and seemed quite agitated. I could tell Greg and Becky were having a fight. Later, as I lay in bed, I could still hear Greg arguing on the phone and started thinking about how I was going to spend a week in this lonely place and also about my fights with my ex-husband before the divorce. I woke up since I heard the phone ring and Greg answered it before I could get up. It was almost midnight and I did not know who Greg was talking to but I could tell something was wrong. After Greg hung up I went down to the basement to talk to Greg. I was wearing a button down shirt as my nightie with no bra. When I entered Greg’s bedroom he was sitting at edge of the bed with his head down and I said, “Greg, is everything okay?” I walked closer and as I stood in front of him I put my hands on his bare shoulder. Greg was only wearing his boxers and no shirt. Greg said, “Looks like I am about to loose my job.” He continued, “It was my boss who just called and said they might shut our branch here.” Greg looked up and put his arms around my waist and I pulled his head against my breasts. I felt Greg’s face pressing against my large breasts as I had my top two buttons of nightie open. I liked the feeling of Greg’s face against my breast and it had been a while since anyone had even touched my breasts. As I held Greg against my breast I said “Greg may be it is time for you to move to a bigger city.” Greg took his arms off of me and as I let my hands slide back down to his shoulders again. I asked, “Was it Becky who called you earlier?” Greg nodded, “Yes…she has turned into a real bitch lately and I am still trying my best to save our marriage.” I pulled Greg again closer and held his face against my breast as I said, “Well, I have been through it myself and I know how hard it is.” I was now rubbing my breasts on Greg’s face very slowly by rocking side to side. This was making me quite horny and I didn’t want to stop as I felt that Greg was actually kissing my breasts gently. I slowly stepped back a little and said, “Greg, you need to leave early in the morning…so try to get some sleep.” I went half way up the stairs and then turned around and opened one more button on my nightie and headed back to Greg’s bedroom. As I walked, I pulled my shirt apart until my nipples were almost visible.
Greg was still sitting in the same position as I had left him and when he looked up at me his eyes were glued on to my breasts. I slowly pulled Greg’s face against my breast again and held it there. Then I said, “Greg, I know you must be under lot of stress right now and don’t hesitate to let me know if I can be of help or if you just want to talk.” I was again rubbing my breasts on Greg’s face by slowing rocking from side to side and this time I was able to get my nipple touch Greg’s mouth. I felt Greg kissing my breasts and phone started ringing again. It was Becky. While Greg was talking to her I leaned over with my breasts hanging out of my nightie and gently kissed him on his mouth and whispered, “Good night.” I was back in bed thinking about what I had done and I was feeling my nipples with one had and gently rubbing my pussy with the other. At some point I fell asleep. I felt a hand moving up and down my thigh and over my pussy and then on to the other thigh. I also felt fingers trying to slide under my panties and touching my pussy. I thought I was dreaming until I felt someone shake me and I heard, “Megan, are you awake?” I opened my eyes and Greg was sitting at the edge of my bed with his left hand on my thigh and his right hand on my shoulder. Greg said, “Megan, it is almost 5am and I am leaving for work and I will be back by noon.” Then he started gently moving his hand on my belly and said, “Call me if you need anything.” Before I could say anything he leaned over and gently kissed me on my lips. The thought of Greg sliding his fingers under my panties would not let me fall back asleep. Later that morning, Grandma kept me busy with her requests. Right before Greg returned from work I showered and wore a white tank top and a short jean skirt with no bra or panties. When Greg returned I gave him hug and as I looked up at him he kissed me on my lips again and this time he really got my lips soaking wet. Greg said, “I like your skirt.” I lifted my tank top a little and rolled up the skit at my waist to raise my skirt further up and said, “Is this better?” Greg laughed and said “Yeah that is even better.” Later that evening after dinner, it had cooled down outside as I was soaking in the hot tub completely naked and waiting for Greg to finish his shower. Greg came out to the deck and when I saw him, I got out of the hot tub dripping with water. I walked over to Greg as he was holding my towel and he gently wrapped it around my wet naked body. After my shower, I dried myself and I heard Greg talking on the phone so I started going down the stairs to the basement. I could tell Greg was talking to Becky and when Greg saw me enter his bedroom he got off his bed and started to come close to me. I was completely naked and he started moving the back of his fingers on my nipples. I slowly got down on my knees and pulled his boxers down. I grabbed his dick and put it in as far down in my mouth as possible. I was now sucking his cock really hard and gently squeezing his balls with the other hand. Greg continued talking to Becky and I stood up and took Greg by his hand to the bed. Greg sat down on the bed and I took the phone from Greg’s hand and put it on the night stand and said, “Greg, fuck me first and then talk.” Greg pulled me on top of him and started kissing me really hard. Then he rolled over me and started sucking and squeezing my tits. I was really enjoying it and said, “Greg, suck um hard.” Greg started kissing my belly and made his way to my already wet pussy. He had barely started stroking my clit and right away I knew I was about to cum. I cried, “oh my god…lick me harder.” I squeezed Greg’s face with my thighs as I reached my orgasm. I slowly started spreading my legs apart and Greg looked up at me. I said, “Don’t stop…do it again…come on.” Greg started licking me again and this time I took my time to enjoy it. I was moaning and making sure Greg knew how much I enjoyed being licked. This time I got even louder and screamed, “Eat my pussy…suck on it…I am cumming.” Greg got on top of me and started thrusting his cock in my pussy. He was pushing it really hard and was ready to cum. He said, “Oh god…fuck…aaahhh…aaahhh…aaahhh.” Greg lay on top of me for a moment and then reached over and picked up the phone and said, “Becky…are you still there?” I heard Becky yell at the top of her voice, “We are through…you mother fucker.” Greg put the phone down and we both started to laugh really loud. Greg kept kissing and squeezing my tits and I slowly rolled over on to my belly. Greg started squeezing my ass and I said, “Greg, when you are ready I want to feel your cock all the way up my ass.”
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