Our Secret Relationship Unfolds, As I Move Back Home

My relationship with Ash had been growing more intense over the past few weeks. We were careful not to show our affection in public, especially when we were at Mario and Nora’s house. Ash would visit me during the day or after work, and our encounters were always passionate and raw. At other times, we would make love as a couple, and then lie in bed together, wrapped in each other’s arms.

My only concern was that we hadn’t discussed our relationship or where it was going. But for now, we were happy with what we had. I had informed Mario and Nora that I would be moving back into my own house the following weekend, and I was planning to have a renewal party to mark the occasion.

“It’s not like I’m moving to another country, my house is just a few minutes away,” I joked with the girls when they expressed their sadness at my departure. “Anyway, you both are nearly old enough to move into your own places.”

Now that was a laugh, the girls had it too good at home, and would not be moving out anytime soon. Even Nora reminded them they were too young for that.

It was Friday night, and I went out to a football game, followed by a night out at a bar in the city. The idea of finding another woman to share my life with was still scary, but I was determined to move on. As I looked around the bar, I saw young women in groups, eyeing the younger men. I didn’t need a young twenty-something woman, even for one night.

I left the bar around 1am and jumped into my car to drive back to Mario’s for the last night. But as I was driving, my phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Shit, shit, shit, it’s Mario,” he said, sounding half asleep but wound up. “I missed a text from Ash and Renee, I was meant to collect them.”

“I’ll get them, I’m still in the city,” I replied. “Where are they?”

“At the Beach House, a new club on the bay.”

“Okay, I’ll call her and let her know I’m on my way.”

I took off, getting to the club about twenty minutes later. Ashleigh, Nick, Renee, and another guy were waiting outside. They all jumped in, and we headed off. The four of them sat in the back, laughing and planning their next outing.

“Only one rule in my car, you throw up, you clean it up,” I said seriously.

“Uncle Will, can you drop off Nick and Robbie first,” Ash piped up after coming up for air. Nick looked annoyed.

“Well, you can’t stay at our place, Dad would kill us, and then you, and you still live at home too.”

Both boys tried to get them to stay over with them, but both said no.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” they both said almost in unison as they climaxed.

I sat silently, unsure of what to do. Both my nieces were in my car, with fingers jammed in their little pussies. My dick was getting hard, but I knew I had to be careful.

I pulled up outside their house and turned off the car. The silence brought them back to reality, and they realized what they had said and done in the back of my car.

“Uncle Will, I didn’t mean for you to see what I did,” Renee said, almost in tears. “You must think I’m some kind of tramp, hearing about the club and seeing me like this.”

“Not at all, I would never judge you or Ash, I love you both,” I said, trying to reassure her. “Now, I think I’m the one to be embarrassed, as I’ve seen you grow into stunning young women, but honestly, didn’t expect to see you like this.”

Nora was standing in the hall, with an odd look on her face, when I helped Ash get her to bed. I was worried she might have seen or heard something.

“Shit, Nora, you scared the crap out of me,” I said, breathing hard. “They were all pretty full when I picked them up, and I even thought the boys were going to throw up in my car.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, I heard the noises and came to check. Is she okay?”

“Yeah, nothing a little more sleep won’t fix,” I said. “Thanks, Will, get some sleep.”

As I closed my door, I saw her pyjama pants on the floor next to my bed. I wondered if it was about to all come crashing down.

Nora left a note on the table the next morning, reminding me that Mario was at work and would be home after 2pm. She had taken Renee to work with her on stocktake.

Ash entered the kitchen, looking refreshed despite her late night. “Hi there, beautiful, how are you feeling?” I asked, giving her a little kiss on the lips.

“I need coffee,” she said, grabbing my cup and taking a sip. “What’s to eat?”

“Well, what do you have in mind?” I laughed.

She sat on my lap, with her legs straddling mine. “I think I need to eat you,” she said, kissing me hard and wrapping her arms around me.

“Oh my god, Ash, you make me feel so good,” I gasped, as she sucked and massaged my cock. She was so hot, and her juices were leaking onto the table.

“Stick your tongue in me, make me cum,” she moaned, as I kissed and licked her pussy. She screamed and went stiff, her juices running down my chin.

We got into a good rhythm, and I pulled out almost to my tip, then sank back into her tight hole. She orgasmed again before I felt my balls tighten and unload deep in her wet hole.

“I love the taste of your cum, but it’s even better with my juices too,” she cooed, licking clean the table.

“I think you need a shower before work, Ash. Need a hand?” I asked, but she just laughed and said maybe another time.

I cleared away the dishes and went to my room to pack my bags. I dropped Ash at work and drove on to my house.

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