Crossing the line to the promised land

Crossing the line to the promised land

Rebecca was my niece, and man, is she a head turner. I am 36 years old, 6-6" tall and still in great shape from playing football in college and a career in Pro ball, too. Looking out my second floor bedroom window down at the pool and seeing Rebecca laying on the diving board in her white bikini was making me grow harder by the moment.

She was 14 years old and her body was developed more like a 20-year-old hard body. She was very tall, lean, tanned, long blond hair past her waist, a face that was someday going to grace every top modeling magazine across the nation, breasts that were high and just a handful with nipples that would stand out at the slightest breeze, and perhaps best of all, the sweetest personality of any woman I had ever met. She was going to bring much grief to her father very soon, as he would begin to beat the boys off with a bat...and lots of them, too!

I had never married. Was very close a couple of times, but playing the field just seemed to work better for me.

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No one was at my house except for Rebecca and myself. My sister and her husband had dropped her off at my place for two weeks while they took a much-needed vacation to Greece. I lived a very comfortable life with my savings from playing football and saw no need to work and mess things up. That left me with Rebecca for two weeks and my hard on was already growing to unmanageable proportions after only an hour.

I watched her, as she would stretch out on the diving board, moving her hair to the side so it would let the sun hit her shoulders. Her legs were spread slightly and I could see the outline of her pubic mound as her bikini bottoms tightened across her.

From time to time she would reach down with a hand and lap water into her hand and bring it back up to spread a cooling stream across her rock hard stomach. A couple of times she would finish off by taking her hand and slip it under her bikini top and apply just a wisp of water to each breast, making a nipp... Les hele novellen

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