Part 2 - Another UnXpected Piece of work.

I didn’t know what to say. I was in shock!

Mama was thrilled, “What a coincidence! “

Auntie Ruth just looked back and forth between the three of us.

“Ruth, this is the boy that Rachel, rode in on.” Mama explained to her sister.

“RODE IN WITH, MAMA. RODE IN WITH!” I quickly corrected her embarrassed.

She just fanned her hand at me. He stood up and greets us with a hug. It seems so inappropriate. Holding me in his embrace he whispers, “Just relax.”

I take my seat between my mother and aunt, as they grilled Maxwell about his upbringing and just how much time he had spent with my grandfather before he passed.

After dinner, right before dessert, I excuse myself from the table to make a trip to the ladies room. I had since calmed down, becoming comfortable with putting in input in the conversation without blushing.

On my way back to the table, I run into Maxwell coming out of the Men’s room. We both stop in the darkened hallway.

“What are the odds in that huh?” he asks.

“I am so embarrassed.” I admit.

“Don’t be, I’m not. Who knew we were related.”

“Yeah, but, I fucked my uncle. Somehow that doesn’t sit well with me.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. I was going to ask you out, formally, to pick up where we left off.”

“Are you even hearing what you are saying?” I ask in disbelief. “You are my uncle!”

“Labels don’t mean anything.” He tries to explain.

“I think we should get back.” I state before turning my back to him, to return back to the main dining room. Uncle Maxwell forces me against the wall. His hands over mine he presses his body against my backside.

“I love you in this position.” He whispers in my ear.

The heat of his breath near my neck stirs my juices within. Just that fast I’ve become aroused. At first I try to fight it, but thoughts of our plane trip come back into my mind.

He starts to grind his pelvis into me, as I push my hips into him. Our intimate session is bought to an abrupt halt, when another customer makes her way to the ladies room.

We slip out of the exit, located at the end of the hall. He pulls me by the hand to the back of the restaurant. When we reach the area where the air condition units/and heating systems are located, Uncle Maxwell lifts me up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist, and fall into his kiss.

As we kiss, he leans me up against the nearest unit.

“We can’t do this.” I mutter between kisses.

“Just go with it, we’re grown.” He responds.

I break, and push my hands against his chest to gain some distance.

“This has to be the last time.” I state seriously.

He nods his head, as he reaches for his wallet, where his protection awaits.

Something about being in the open air, my skirt hoisted to my waist. My legs wrapped around his waist. His member, nudges against my opening, coaxing my hole to allow entry. I gyrate my lower body, generating my love juice to coat his Jimmy. Although this is wrong, it felt so good. His strong arms held my weight. His legs help him to pump into me with the force needed to ride his long, thick dick. My lips held his schlong snug, causing a suction-like grip as I slide up and down on him. My arms wrap tight around his neck.

When we finally cum, it was as good as the first time. I stand on shaky legs, when I unwind them from his waist. I pull my skirt back down over my hips, as he starts to pull the rubber from his penis.

“Oh no.” he exclaims.

“What?” I ask, looking to see what he is speaking of. In the darkness I can see that the tip of his condom is torn!

“WHAT HAPPENED?” I answer frightened.

He looks into my eyes, “It tore.”

Furious I state, “I KNEW THIS WAS WRONG! WE NEVER SHOULD HAVE DONE THIS!”

“Just calm down. We’ll get through this.”

Anger seethes within me as we straighten out the best we can. We re-enter the establishment, make our way back to the bathrooms to freshen up then join mom and aunt Ruth back at the table.

I don’t spend much time with the idle chitchat. I excuse myself asking if Mom could catch a ride with Aunt Ruth and Maxwell because I was tired. They said it would be fine and I make my exit.

I was a nervous wreck all the way home. All the calls from Uncle Maxwell were pushed to my answering machine. I needed to be alone to think. How could I be so dumb!

I was a bottle of nerves until the glorious day that my cycle came to visit. I was never so happy. Previously, I tried to play out how I would explain to my mother that I had seduced her brother, on one of my sexual rampages? Now that things were fine, I called Uncle Maxwell to inform him of the good news. I was surprised and shocked to hear from his lips:

“Well let’s get together tonight to celebrate!”

I let the click, and disconnection of the phone answer for me.