Tim Peterson

So naughty niece

CHAPTER ONE

Sondra Weldon felt her pulse quicken as the front door opened and she saw her Uncle Philip standing before her. He seemed more handsome and attractive than ever.

"I was in the neighborhood," the blonde teenager chirped. "Thought I'd drop by. Am I interrupting anything?"

It was a Saturday, and he was home alone, as far as she knew, but it never hurt to ask.

"Not a thing," Philip said. He was in his late thirties, casually dressed. And while he wasn't in a bad mood, he did appear a little down.

Philip stepped aside and let her in. Sondra was a very pretty girl with a slender curvy body and shapely tits stretching her snug pullover. Her skirt ended just above the knee, hinting at tanned, tennis-strengthened legs. She moved with a light step and a sassy roll to her jutting young ass.

Sondra turned to him and saw his gaze skip away from her ass. She supposed that guys just couldn't help looking.

"How have you been?" the bright-faced girl asked. "Okay?"

"Okay," he said indifferently.

"I haven't had, a chance to tell you how sorry I am about you and Aunt Cheryl breaking up."

Philip rolled a shoulder. "It happens, I guess."