I listened for a good five or so minutes, to her moans and heavy breathing. And then she said something that completely startled me. She said my name. I don’t know if she knew if I was there or not. But I certainly didn’t misinterpret that. There was no-one else on my farm who shared my name. I was the only Bruce on the farm. I was the only Bruce in the nearest town. So, unless she knew a Bruce back in the city, she was thinking about me while masturbating. It was almost too much because part of me started to think very unsavoury thoughts.
I quickly but quietly headed back to my room. I came no more than five minutes later, the only thoughts racing across my mind as I beat my meat being those of my niece. I felt disgusted with myself afterwards but also a little bit relieved. I wouldn’t say there was any sort of sexual tension between us but, well, I’d certainly cracked a few erections around her while I was left with the feeling I was the sort of ‘manly’ man she looked for. I’ll admit to feeling a little perplexed about everything. There was no missing that my niece was attractive. A beautiful young woman, as I’d told her before. But she was my niece and there are boundaries one doesn’t cross. I certainly wouldn’t want to betray the trust she’d put in me.
But, the other part of my mind was thinking that she clearly thought of me as some sort of sexual being, particularly if she was thinking about me while masturbating. Perhaps she was just lonely and needed a man to think about while she did so. The one thing I knew is that it was definitely not a subject we could discuss. I certainly didn’t want to let her know I listened to her masturbate. I figured she did. Everyone did. But still…
On a Saturday, we only ever did a half day, everyone knocking off by lunchtime. If we had to do a full day, we only did light duties around the farm, making sure the important jobs were completed. Emily and I were busy clearing out one of the barns when I asked if she was interested in going into town that night.
“That sounds like fun. What sort of entertainment is available?”
“You’ve got around half a dozen pubs. There’s also the RSL, where you can get a decent feed, there are some pokies and they sometimes have a band on. If you’re looking for some sort of nightclub, you’re out of luck. You’d have to head to the city for that.”
“Those have never interested me. Why don’t we try one of the pubs and go from there?”
We knocked off a couple of hours early because I figured ‘Why the hell not?’ We both showered and I figured, since I was going out on the town for the first time in quite a while, I’d dress nicely for it, putting on a good pair of jeans and a nice shirt. I even went all out and put on some aftershave, completing the look by wearing my good boots.
Wandering out into the front room, I was joined by Emily a few minutes later and she pretty much took my breath away, my mouth going dry as I looked her up and down. There was no missing the blush on her cheeks as my eyes simply devoured her. Sensible heels on her feet, long tanned legs, a summer dress that ended about halfway down her thighs, tight to her body and showing off her bust, and a bit of cleavage, and only thin straps over her shoulders, exposing her tanned skin. She wore faint make-up but she didn’t really need it.
“What do you think?” she asked, standing a little awkwardly as I stared at her in silence.
I cleared my throat. “You look gorgeous. I mean… You look stunning, Em.”
The smile lit up her face. It probably lit up the entire room. She walked forward and kissed my cheek. Then I heard her sniff. “Is that aftershave?”
“Yeah.”
She stepped back and crossed her arms. “You think this is some sort of date?”
I noticed the smirk on her face. “Not often I get to treat a young woman to a night on the town. Figured I should scrub up and smell nice at the same time. You ready to go?”
“I am. Are you driving?” I nodded. “How will we get home?”
“I’ll try not to drink too much. The local coppers don’t mind us driving a little over the limit. If we’ve both had too much, one of them will drive us home.”
She raised both eyebrows in surprise. “Really?”
“Of course. Country coppers look after us locals. They certainly don’t want to screw us over.”
“I learn something new every day.”
We arrived in town half an hour later, and it was busy. A couple of my favourite pubs were full to bursting. I wasn’t sure if Emily wanted somewhere quiet, but she just grabbed my hand and we wandered into one of the better pubs in town. We managed to find a booth, not terribly surprised that Emily sat next to me, not across. We ordered some food, a couple of beers and spoke with each other, though we were visited by numerous people I knew. For some reason, whenever I introduced Emily, I never mentioned she was my niece. And she made no mention that I was her uncle. No-one said anything but I was left wondering if they thought she was my date. Considering I was easily double her age, that would certainly set tongues wagging, small country town and all.
After dinner, we headed to a different pub which played a little music on a jukebox. Being a country town, the music tastes were simple. Either country, country rock, rock or blues. Emily surprised me yet again by choosing a few country tracks, then didn’t surprise me by getting me to dance with her. I’m ready to admit that I have two left feet but, to my laughter, she wasn’t exactly graceful either. No matter what, we were both having a great time, laughing away, and there were plenty of hugs being shared.
We ended up heading to a third pub, and then a fourth, before I suggested I’d better not keep drinking. It was already getting rather late but we were still enjoying ourselves, so we both switched to non-alcoholic drinks. I think it was probably midnight by the time we got back in my truck for the drive back to the farm. It was pitch black around us, the only illumination coming from the headlights.
“Stop for a moment,” Emily requested after I’d driven a few minutes.
“Why? Are you sick?”
“No. Just stop a moment.” I brought the truck to a halt as she’d asked. “Turn off the lights.” I did that too as Emily opened her door and got out. I followed her, wondering what she was doing. Even though it was pitch black, it didn’t take my eyes long to adjust and I could see she was looking up.
“They’re so bright. So vivid. I didn’t know there were so many.”
“No light pollution out this way.”
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered, wrapping an arm around me. I did the same thing in return. She eventually shivered and said, “Take me home, Bruce.”
Bruce. Not Brucey. Strange, but I thought nothing of it. The rest of the drive home took place without incident and in relative silence. After parking the truck, we headed inside and she grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge, heading out to the veranda like normal. We continued to sit in contented silence until I was starting to feel a bit tired. I yawned to suggest I was ready for bed. She just looked at me and smiled.
We headed inside and stopped outside her room. “I had a good time tonight.”
“Me too,” I said.
“Does the date get a kiss goodnight?”
“Of course,” I said, and I leaned down to kiss her cheek.
“No, I mean a real kiss.”
“Em…”
She laid a hand on my chest and, even in the darkness, I could read her eyes. “Please kiss me.”
“You’re my…”
“I know who I am. I don’t care. And I know you find me attractive.”
“Of course I do. But…”
She took a step closer to me and ran a hand down my shaven cheek. I grabbed the hand and kissed her palm before she wrapped it around my neck. She then helped bend my face down to meet hers. She quickly licked her lips before mine met them. I knew I shouldn’t be doing it. I knew it was wrong.
But, by god, it was good to kiss another female for the first time in what felt like years. The mind and body were on automatic pilot as I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her tight to my body. I was then surprised when she made the first move to introduce her tongue. I met her move and it wasn’t long before I had her pressed against the wall and my erect cock pressed against her. I eventually had to break the kiss and meet her eyes, both of us breathing hard.
“We really shouldn’t go any further,” I whispered.
“But what if I want you to?”
I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind of a thousand thoughts, all of them wrong. But most of them were also things that I probably would have wanted to happen too. The sexual tension between us had increased over the past week if not longer. “Are you really sure about that, Em?”
She kissed me softly on the lips. “Yes. When you asked me about what man I wanted, I was describing you.”
Her mind was obviously decided already. But mine was in complete and utter turmoil. To make this sort of decision, to actually take the decision to sleep with my niece, of all people, required a clear head. “Em, I need to think about this.”
“Oh…”
I grabbed both her hands and squeezed them in reassurance. “Emily, I can tell you’ve already made your mind up. This is what you want. But I need to think. Please give me that.” Even in the darkness, I could sense the disappointment. Eventually she nodded. I released one of my hands and gently stroked her cheek before kissing her softly again. “We’ll talk about this in the morning when we have clear minds.”
“My mind is already clear,” she said quietly, almost a little defiantly. She reached up to kiss me again and I couldn’t help lose control for another few seconds, the desire to have my way with her nearly overwhelming my self-control completely. But I again broke the kiss and let go of her. She seemed to understand that the moment was over. She walked to her door and opened it, not before turning back one last time. “I know you heard me the other day when I was masturbating.”
“Shit…”
“Why do you think I said your name? I wanted you to know. I wanted you to come into my room.”