My Oldest Niece

My wife rolled off me after our last orgasm. I know it was the morning and I had a plane to catch but we had to get sex in one last time before I left for a week long convention. We had no time to cuddle as I got up and hurried into the shower. It was Monday and I didn’t know how I was going to last till Friday night for a fuck.

After my shower I went downstairs and my wife had my breakfast on the table. I sat down to eat but hurried so I wouldn’t miss my plane.

“Remember dear, you are meeting my niece on Thursday night for dinner” my wife reminded me.

I remembered. I am meeting my wife’s niece Tara for dinner. Tara was a gorgeous woman. My wife was only three years older than Tara but Tara looked like she was 22. She reminds me of pictures that I have seen of my wife before I met her and she put on a little weight. Tara was so hot. She was tall at about 5’8” and the same height of my wife. She had dark auburn hair, green eyes, and a great smile. Again, she was the same as my wife. Where they differed is Tara didn’t put on some extra weight like my wife. Yeah my wife had three kids but bad eating habits and no exercise has made my wife a plump woman.

I am not complaining though. I loved my wife’s body and I loved that she was confident with it and knew how to use it. I never was turned off by her body and adored her “fat”.

Tara was probably still overweight according to a doctor but she looked good. Her beautiful curvy body was always highlighted by the tight and skimpy clothing she wore. I would love to shag her just for the fun of it. The thing is my wife would be OK with that. We are in an open relationship and are OK with each other getting around. Her only rule was that we need to be able to love each other and simulate each other mentally and sexually. All the experts say that open relationships don’t last but we just celebrated our tenth anniversary and our relationship was stronger than ever.

I hurried to get dressed and to gather my stuff. We kissed goodbye and my wife walked me to the door.

“Now, don’t take advantage of Tara. She is happily married and she doesn’t have a relationship like ours. “

I responded “OK, I love you” as I headed towards the car.

The convention sucked. It was all men and I didn’t get any scenery. I talked to my wife every night on the cell phone.

However, I wanted more. I wanted my wife’s touch. I wanted to snuggle in bed with her and fondle her luscious breasts. I wanted to taste my wife’s mouth. I wanted her to moan in pleasure as I ate out her sweet pussy before fucking her. I want her mouth on my cock. I wanted to fuck her. I had to pull out my cock and bring myself to orgasm. This was only Monday.

Tuesday was worse. I played with myself while watching a porno flick on the TV. I had an orgasm but it wasn’t good. I wanted my wife’s touch. She knew me better than I knew me. She knew how to bring me to a mind blowing orgasm without neglecting herself. I knew how to bring her to orgasm without neglecting myself. We worked together and how I wanted her with me now.

Wednesday was the same. I couldn’t even masturbate. It wasn’t the same. It felt so lonely. I felt bad wasting my sperm. I wanted my wife to hold and snuggle.

Thursday I was going to meet Tara. I know I was going to want her but I wasn’t going to push anything. I didn’t want Tara to do anything she would regret and ruin our family.

We were to meet in a nice pub in downtown Manhattan. I arrived early and sat at that bar drinking a Seagram’s 7 waiting for my niece to show up. At 6 o’clock I feel a finger pointing my soldier. I turn around and it was my niece. I get up and we give each other a big hug. We greet each other with small talk as we request a table.

My niece is gorgeous and a fine business woman. She was wearing a burgundy business suit. It had a short skirt which exposed her fine black pantyhose covered legs. I assumed she was too young to wear stockings unless she was doing it for her husband. She had on 3” high heels that made her only slightly shorter than me.

The hostess seated us in a quiet table in the corner. The table was hidden back where it was out of the main flow of traffic. My niece commented how this was the table for lovers. We both laughed at the idea. On the inside I wasn’t laughing. I would love to fool around with her. I start fantasizing about my niece going under the table. She would slide under so no one would see her. Once there she would kiss my cock through my pants and cause it to get excited. She would unbuckle my pants and pull the zipper down ever so slowly teasing me all the way. My cock would grow harder and harder with the anticipation of getting a blow job from this fine young woman. She would reach in and pull out my cock above my underwear. She opens her mouth and inserts the tip into her mouth making sure she licks the head. She takes it in as far in her mouth as it will go as I feel my juices starting to build. My breathing increases and it makes it hard for me to answer the waitress when she checks on us.