It started when my parents took a long weekend for vacation. I had graduated from college, and had just turned 24, but, according to my mother, I acted more like a teen: rebellious, hormonal, and smart-alecky. I had failed my driving test twice for being a danger and my parents didn't trust me to stay home alone because they didn't trust that my boyfriend wouldn't come over.
When they went away, I usually stayed with Aunt Morticia and Uncle Gomez, because cousin and I were the same age, and liked to play doctor. But they were going away for the long weekend, too, so my parents asked Uncle Felix to take care of me. Uncle Felix was my father's oldest friend who he called his brother which makes him my uncle. At my age, all old people looked the same to me: OLD. I suspected his age was somewhere between 40 and 50. Uncle Felix had never married, and we were all sure he was gay, but no one discussed it.
I was none too happy about this arrangement. I was horny 24/7, and my boyfriend would be inaccessible for 3 days. I decided to bring my vibrator with me, but I knew that wouldn't be the same thing. What choice did I have?
My dad dropped me off at Uncle Felix's house on Friday night about 9:00, so that he wouldn't have to feed me. I dragged my suitcase up the steps and rang the bell.
"Hello, Roni. I haven't seen you in awhile."
He hugged me. One thing about Uncle Felix was that, despite the fact that he was ancient, he kept himself fit. He worked out and I can't believe I'm going to say this; he was BUFF!! And he was also cute.
I hugged him back and said,
"I hope you have some things to do around here, that aren't geared to a 6 year old."
I had spent lots of time with Uncle Felix when I was very young, and he had tons of childrens' toys.
"Don't worry, Roni, I got myself a Wii game so that you could be entertained."
Wow, I thought, Uncle Felix isn't so bad afterall.
"Thanks, Uncle Felix. I love Wii. Maybe we can play together."
He showed me to my bedroom upstairs.
"Uncle Felix, I'm tired, so I think I'll just read and go to bed, if you don't mind."
"That's fine, dear. I'll see you in the morning at breakfast."
I really just wanted to get rid of him so I could masturbate. I unpacked my suitcase, got naked, plugged in the vibrator, and came in about 30 seconds. I sleep naked, so I brushed my teeth, peed, got under the covers, read for about ½ hour, and fell asleep.
I woke about 7:30, and I could hear noise from the kitchen, and smell the scent of eggs frying. Man, was I hungry. I got up and peed, brushed my teeth again, put my slippers on, and started out the door to eat. Then I remembered I was naked, and went back to the chest of drawers, pulled out a short nightie, and put it over me. I saw no reason to put on anything else underneath. Uncle Felix wasn't going to care even if I was naked anyway.
I got down to the kitchen and Uncle Felix was standing in front of the stove, wearing slippers, striped boxer shorts, and a purple T-shirt. I couldn't help thinking that boxer shorts were a little inappropriate for the situation, but hey, he was gay, so what did I know?
"Good morning, dear. How did you sleep?"
"Like a log," I said.
"Eggs and toast are ready. Sit down, and have some orange juice."
I sat. My nightie rode up, but so what? Uncle Felix served my breakfast, sat down opposite me, and started to eat. We said little to each other until we were done.
