My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 4 Stacy and Mrs. Johnson

My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 4 Stacy and Mrs. Johnson



“Well I’m waiting” Ashley said in a pissed off tone.


What could I say? Ashley wasn’t stupid and it had been clearly written out. She had discovered that I had a sexual encounter with her mother, my Aunt Debbie. It had happened before me and Ashley had hooked up but I didn’t think that that would matter to her.


“Well the thing of it is …” I began but as often was the case with me I couldn’t make up my mind on what approach to take. Ashley burning holes into me with her eyes didn’t help either I can tell you.


“Let me help you since that’s the only way this will get settled” Ashley stated “this had to have happened yesterday when she borrowed you, am I right?”


“Yes” I answered simply.


“So when we did it you had already done it with my slut mother, right?”


“I wouldn’t call her a slut Ash” I said in Aunt Debbie’s defense.


“Don’t correct me Jim, what did I tell you about how she admitted cheating on my Dad and not even being sure if he’s my father. And now seducing her nephew who’s young enough to be her son. If she’s not a slut can you think of a better word to describe her. Wait I have it – a fucking pig!”


“She’s your mom Ash, you shouldn’t say that.”


Ashley looked at me like I was nuts or something. She opened her mouth like she was going to say something then decided against it. She turned and left the kitchen without saying a word and I found myself following her. When she reached the living room she grabbed her purse from the table and headed toward the front door.


“Wait Ashley, where are you going?” I asked.


“To discuss things with my Mom and get this all straightened out once and for all just like with Laura.”


“What about the food I ordered?” I asked but it was too late as she was gone, the door slamming behind her.


Things had certainly gotten interesting in the past week, to say the least. I was enjoying all the sex I’d been having but the drama I could do without, it just wasn’t my thing. After ten minutes of waiting I was seriously thinking of eating but the thought of Ashley getting mad at me for not waiting for her stopped me. Just then the doorbell rang, temporarily relieving my deciding. It seemed way too soon for Ashley to have gone to her house and settled things and returned. I went and opened the door and was totally surprised to see Stacy standing there. As soon as the door was open she pushed past me and walked into the living room before I could say anything. Shrugging my shoulders I closed the door and turned towards her.



“Hey Stacy, you look pretty” I said. That may not have been what I should have said under the circumstances but I was flustered and it was true. Stacy looked good but she also had a different look going than I had seen before. She was wearing makeup which I had never seen her wear before. Her lips were a crimson red from her lipstick and she had on a lot of black mascara around her eyes, kind of like a raccoon, but it looked real good on her I thought. Normally she had on jeans and sneakers but she now had on a pretty short skirt with a pair of black flats. Her blond hair was flowing freely instead of being caught up in a clip or scrunchy. She smiled shyly when I complimented her appearance.



“Thanks Jim. I’m sorry to just come over unannounced like this but I have to talk with you in person. I think I know why you don’t want to see me but if you give me a chance I can show you that you’re wrong about me.”


“It’s not anything you’ve done Stacy, believe me. In fact I’m doing you a favor, though you don’t think so.”


“Listen Jim I know I have a reputation as a good girl and it is true to a point. I’m a virgin, I’m not denying that and I know boys want sex. I’ve been taught that you don’t throw yourself at the first guy who smiles at you or that you think is cute. You should wait for someone special. But for the right one I’m willing to do things that might make him hang around and wait until I’m ready and I think you might be worthy.”


When she said that I was stunned that she thought so highly of me. When she stepped closer and kissed me I felt as if a feather could topple me over at that moment. And when I felt Stacy’s hand clumsily start to grope at me between my legs I don’t think I could explain what I was feeling. But to be honest once her fingers were squeezing and rubbing me the feeling quickly became lust. The thought of Ashley returning now, as well as trying to do the right thing by Stacy, compelled me to try and dissuade her however. Breaking our kiss I weakly attempted to push her away.


She had made up her mind though and instead of taking the hint she had instead crouched down in front of me while continuing to rub her hand against my rapidly growing bulge. When she pulled down my zipper and slipped her warm hand inside my pants I was helpless to resist her further. She gasped when her fingers attempted to encircle my girth and she looked up to me with a dumbfounded expression.


“Oh my God Jim it feels so big to me.”


“Yeah that’s what I’ve heard” I said nonchalantly as I undid my pants and pushed them down my legs freeing my growing manhood. It sprang upwards eluding Stacy’s grasp and stood proud and rampant. Though I was as horny as I always was and I found Stacy sexy, part of me was hoping this might scare her away, also freeing me from the complications that would arise if I had sex with yet another person.


In spite of her appearing to be intimidated by my big, erect cock Stacy seemed equally fascinated. She ran her fingers along the length of it before taking it in her hand and studying it intently from every angle. Her other hand reached up and touched my full, heavy balls making me shudder involuntarily. That seemed to give Stacy confidence as the next thing she did was stick out her tongue and run it over my head like she was licking an ice cream cone.