Chapter 1

When first approached with the idea of my wife’s niece staying with us I had serious concerns. After all, her grandparents who had been raising her were throwing in the towel, and we’re talking about some tough old goats here. Anyway, the last time I’d seen her she was a good looking young lady and you knew trouble was going to follow soon her behind, I mean behind her.

We drove up to east Texas and picked her up with her belongings. A quick glance over the suit cases told me she was staying with us for a while. With the wife and kids all packed into the van we left for home late that evening, before it got dark. My wife insisted on April riding up front with me to keep me from falling asleep. Before we ever got to the main highway the wife and kids were asleep and April was busy reading her People magazine. She acted a lot older than her sixteen years of age and I guarantee sixteen year olds didn’t have that kind of body when I was sixteen. I stopped at the gas station to relieve myself, get gas and something to drink. Trying to get April in a better mood, —as she was not happy about having to leave her friends— I asked her if she wanted something to drink.

She smiled at me and said, “Yeah a miller lite.”

I smiled back at her and proceeded out of the car and started pumping the gas. I heard her door open and assumed she was getting out to go to the bathroom. Instead she walked behind the van and behind me startling me as she said, “So how about it. You gonna buy me a beer?”

She laughed as she noticed she scared me. I just looked at her and wondered how many guys had bought her beers just to get into her pants. I guess while I was not answering her she noticed I was staring at her. Lost in my thought I finally heard her speaking to me.

“So is that A deal?”

“I’m sorry what were you saying? My mind was somewhere else.” I stumbled

She seemed to blush at the idea that I was looking at her.

“I said if you buy me a beer it will be our secret and I’ll owe you one.”

“You’ll owe me one. What does that mean I can buy my own beer?”

The gas pumped click, giving notice that the tank was full. April reached out in front of me and removed the nozzle from the hole. As she did she lightly brushed her hand or the nozzle against my crotch. Not really sure which one but her smile made me believe it was her hand.

“I mean I’ll owe you a favor.”

I could literally feel my erection growing as she spoke. I had noticed when she loaded her bags into the van earlier what a great ass she had. After all she was wearing a jumper outfit that looked like it was my daughter’s who was seven years younger. Funny but as I stared at her ass then with no noticeable sign of panties on I remember thinking she would not be allowed to dress like that when we get home.

“So is that what your boy friends do, buy you a beer then you owe them a favor?”

I couldn’t believe I just asked her that. She smiled and started walking towards the ladies restroom.

“You better believe it!”

I stood there horny as hell over my niece. Man I must be sick but looking at her ass as she walked away made me want to just fuck her brains out. I went into the store to pay for the gas and to get some drinks. When I got to the car April was staring at me waiting to see if I pulled a beer out of the bag for her. I offered her a Dr. Pepper instead. With frustration written all over her face she turned away from me and looked out the window.

The next ten or fifteen miles were quiet. The wife and kids were asleep in the far back of the van. I thought that maybe April had dozed off as well.

“Hey remember your suppose to keep an eye on me.”

April turned around and just gave me a go to hell look. I smiled at her but she did not smile back.

“Are you sure you’re not thirsty?”

There was no reply.

“Beer doesn’t taste good warm you know.”

“Beer, what beer?”

“I’m sorry I meant Dr. Pepper. Did I say beer?”

The smile was returning to her face. She looked at the brown bag that said on the floor between us but closer to me. She reached for it but being closer I got it first.

“Excuse me, did you want something?”

“Damn and I thought I was a tease. I want the beer from that bag.”

Her smile was devilish and delightful. I turned to confirm that my wife was still sleeping. April looked back also. Then she placed her feet on her seat and drew her ankles up by her ass. This caused the material of her jumper to drop down and crawl up a little bit. I thought I saw some pubic hair and almost went crazy.