Forbidden Affair With My Uncle

Lena Gone are days I used to be excited to come back home from college just so I wouldn't miss having lunch with my parents. Gone are also the days, I make up a lie of having trouble sleeping just so I could spend the night in my mom's room. There are also days I lock myself in my room and s*x fantasize over my father's step brother. George Carlson. The golden aged multibillionaire business man. I've had a crush on my uncle for as long as I could remember. I didn't know when it started but it was when uncle stayed with us when my mom fell ill. I know he's my uncle but I couldn't stop myself from having the butterflies in my stomach whenever he speaks to me. And have my heart thumping inside its ribcage whenever he nears me. Whenever he gives me the smile. I always wanted to be around him just so I could feel the adrenaline pumping in my veins. He had supported us in every way he could. Most especially to my mother who was in sick bed for weeks. She was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia which we found out late and it was at stage four. Uncle George paid the hospital bills and every other medical expenses. He had done a lot for my parents. It's been two years already since the passing of my mother. I missed her so much. Father loved her so much. He always tells me my mother was his everything and if he would be given a second chance to bring her back, he would. I believed him. Sometimes, I see him stare at her picture. But he always acts like he had moved on so I wouldn't feel sad. However, I felt it too. The pain of losing a mother. The pain of not being able to feel my mother's warmth again. My father isn't that rich but got support from his step brother who is a successful business man. He owns the most expensive and high paid hotel in the whole country. And just when I thought I had kept my feelings at bay, he decided to waltz back. Summoning out the butterflies out of me. Back again after leaving me to battle with the constant fantasy I've always had of him. "Come have a seat, Lena." My Dad’s voice resonated to my eardrums. I had just come back home from school and met with an unexpected appearance of my uncle. Up to the moment I grabbed my seat, his eyes didn't waver on me. "How are you, Len?" There's always the way he speaks. The way he used the nickname on me that has my heart thumping in its ribcage. I swallowed down my saliva before answering him. "I'm fine uncle." I said in a calm voice I could muster up. He flashed me a smile in return. For a moment, I found myself staring at him longer than I intended to. I don't know if I should say he had changed. But then, his skin had gotten more brighter and his body, it had gotten more builder. It makes me want to have my hands roam all over his chest down to his abdomen, then his thigh, then his.... "George and I were just talking about you." My Dad said as he leaned his back over the couch. My uncle's legs were crossed on the other as he wore his charming smile. Wait... did I just say charming? Yes, the man has the prettiest smile I've ever seen. Sometimes I wonder if he ages at all. He's doesn't look his age at all. He's been away for months yet he still looked freaking hot. And younger. A thirty years old multibillionaire that owns a biggest hotel in the whole country. "I will be leaving the state for a medical checkup so you'd stay at your uncle's place for the time being." I blinked my eyes my throat going drier. "What?" My mouth blurted out immediately. He continued. "I know it's sudden but I won't be at peace living you all by yourself. Your uncle will take care of you before I return home." He spoke. All the words he said didn't register in my head but the part he mentioned I would be staying with my uncle. Like, I will move into my uncle's house. That means I will be seeing him every day. "You will go with daddy, right?" Maybe he thought I was still the same eighteen-year-old girl that blushes whenever he buys me my favorite chocolate. I'm now twenty getting to twenty-one and nothing had changed regarding my crush on him. It had gotten worser now that I was about to enter his world fully. To live with him. I felt my cheeks heat up when he unexpectedly held my hand. It was supposed to be a normal touch from him but it made my whole body on fire. It made my legs weaker than they already are. He flashed me another smile. This time around, his touch and the way he looks at me was different. It was as if he could see right through me. And It ignites a familiar heat in between my legs. The one I always get whenever I satisfy myself with the image of my uncle doing all sort of things to my body More reason why his presence fascinates me. Why my whole-body quiver whenever he's around me. I didn't know his touch now will affect me more. Yet, It did. He didn't know about my little fantasy. Heck, no one knew the sinful desire I harbor towards my uncle. And now, I was going to stay with him for a month? Will that get any better? "Or don't you want to go with daddy?" he repeated again snapping back to reality. He gave my hand a gentle squeeze, the one that add more to my temptation. I managed to forced out a smile. "No, uncle, it's-" "You will be staying with him for a month." "What!" I didn't know when I withdrew my hand from his hold. My eyes widened to a certain degree. How would I cope with him alone for the whole month? Does my Dad have any idea what he was trying to do to his daughter? I won't lie, the idea of living with my uncle sounded like a good idea but at some point, it's dangerous considering my situation regarding him. What if things go wrong? Will I be able to hide my feelings without getting caught? Will I be able to hold in my desires with him around me every day? Come on Lena. It's not that you're going to throw yourself at him. He's just your uncle, isn't it? He'd take good care of you. He had done that in the past and nothing happened. But the case was different now. The man had crazily gotten hotter and younger. Did he hide himself inside a cave? "George will take good care of you." It was as if Dad heard my inner thought. My eyes shifted to my uncle. His brows were furrowed as he checks his phone. I didn't want my brain to have all sort of thought but it did. It wandered to how his little devil will tease my horny front. "Eric, work calls." He declared slipping his phone in his pocket and standing up. That was when I got a clearer view of his body. He wasn't wearing a suit or any work-related outfit. He was dressed in casual. One that made him looks undoubtedly handsome. Even much younger than my father. One would think they're not brothers. Did I forget to mention his skin looked crazily smooth? "Can I talk to you for a minute, Dad." I said turning to my Dad. For some reason which I don't know, my uncle lips was curved up. I wonder what was going on in that head of his. We walked to a side of the living room . My throat wobbled up and down when my uncle turned his back while making phone call. Damn! My eyes literally went down to his ass. "I know what you want to say Lena. I'm sorry for not discussing with you first." If only he knew that wasn't the case. Although I was still not happy with the fact that he didn't tell me beforehand. "But you have nothing to worry about. You know George will take good care of you. He had always look out to me and your mom. Your dad will be back before you know it. Or don't you want me to get better?" There was a hint of sadness in his voice. I knew I won't be able to stay angry at my Dad for too long. No matter what. I heaved out a sharp breath. "Of course, I want. I don't want you falling you sick again." I said my eyes then going to my uncle who had finished his phone call. The moment our eyes met; I felt my heart rate quicken with the way his eyes bore into mine. "Come on, give me a hug." Dad uttered opening up his arms. I wasted no time in getting into his embrace. "Be a good girl. Your Mom isn't here anymore to pamper you." I chuckled at his remark having a flash memory of my Dad bickering with Mom whenever I made some trouble. "Only if you promise to take care of yourself." I said tightening my arms around him. He pulled away. "I promise. Now you promise too." "I promise." I said. Even though I was far from wanting to be a good girl to my uncle. I want him to spoil me. In a good and bad way. "Let me go get my stuffs." I said and left to my room and packed some few clothes for my stay. Since it was going to be a month stay, I don't have to pack a whole lot of clothes. Just when I was about to leave the room, I glance at myself in the mirror. "It's just a month stay Lena. Nothing will go wrong." I tried to assured myself. I exhaled out a sharp breath before making my way out. I returned to the living room where Dad and uncle George were still in a standing position. I didn't miss the lines of frustration on his forehead. But why? "Shall we, Len." He announced. Dad gave me a reassuring smile. "Do take care of yourself Lena. And no giving uncle George too much trouble." Only if he knew. "Safe trip, Eric bro." He said to my father. I didn't miss the way he winked at him. Oh, my dear uncle. How can a thirty-year-old man be this hot and sexy at the same time. Am I really safe or much to say is my heart safe? "Take care Dad. Don't forget to listen to your doctor." I know my Dad when it comes to his health. He'd keep on pretending he's fine when deep down he knows that same lie will backfire on him. I pray he won't have any more health complications again. "I will. Take care too." After saying our goodbyes, we made our way out. "Um... uncle, just a minute too." I said then turned back Inside leaving him with his brows curved up. "You're back again? What's up?" Dad asked but I rushed past him to my room. I slid the drawers open and took out my mother's necklace. The necklace had always been my mom’s prized possession. A smile found its way out of me. "Got you!" I kissed the necklace before wrapping it around my neck and alighted away. "Did you forget something?" Dad asked. "Yes. This." I pulled out the necklace from my shirt. Dad's face lit up. "Oh, memory keeper." I grinned in return. "Safe trip, Dad. I love you." "I love you too sweetheart." As I made my way out, my legs literally came to a stop seeing my uncle's body leaning on his car. The posture making him look like one who was going to a photoshoot for the front cover of a magazine. One hand was holding his phone, while the other was inside his pocket. If not because I had known him, I would have sworn, he's wasn't up to thirty years in age. "Uncle." I said as I marched towards him. He lifted his face from the phone and gave me that smile. "Shall we?" He said. I nodded my head my mouth suddenly glued to each other. My breathing hitched when he unexpectedly snaked his hands around my waist and spoke in his accented tone. "Don't worry. Uncle will take good care of you." His words were supposed to make me feel at ease. But somehow, it made the image in my head run wilder. Uncle will take good care of you. Those were the words that chained me down.