Family Friend

All names, places and references are fictional. All characters are over eighteen.

The story of An.

Something I learned when I married into my wife's family is that the terms Uncle and Auntie are used for more than blood relations, but generally in the same context. Someone near the age of your parents or at least older than you are but that showed the same love and concern that your parents did, or maybe should have.

I met my wife Lan when I was stationed in Houston and we hit it off. Her family worked several fishing boats in the Gulf. I'm not sure they were terribly happy with her meeting a white guy, but they let her decide and we married within the first year of dating. We didn't waste too much time in that we had our son and daughter in the two years following and had bought a small house in a nice neighborhood in Augusta Georgia,.

We'd been living in our house for about two years, when Larry and Julie moved into our neighborhood. My wife met Julie one morning when she was walking through the neighborhood and they hit it off as they were both Vietnamese. When Julie got pregnant, my wife helped her. As her daughter got older, my wife watched her while Julie worked. Her daughter's name was Beth An. But her mom called her An, so that's how we knew her as well.

After about three years, Julie and Larry divorced. Come to find out, Julie was his fourth wife, and as far as the Army was concerned, he was not fully divorced from his third wife when he married Julie. He was busted and kicked out of the Army for fraud, which was somewhat surprising for a Captain. Julie stayed in the area and had worked her butt off to raise An as a single mom.

My wife and I had watched An grow up over the years and quite often attended school functions she was in, especially if Julie had to work. During high school, I will say that the pandemic almost crushed her. She wasn't driven in school, for her it was more about the social aspect of seeing her friends and interacting with people.

When she was forced to homeschool it hurt her more than just academically. Julie couldn't help her with some of her homework, so I volunteered to help. I'd not go so far as to say I tutored her as that implies that I could teach her. It was more like we figured the material out together along with the help of Google. We were thick as thieves for most of that year. As soon as I got off work, she'd be at the house and we'd knock out all of her classwork and homework. She was a very smart girl, but didn't care for the structure of school, especially the homeschool stuff. Luckily she had a sense of humor because aside from help researching stuff on Google, all I could really offer was a laugh every now and then.

An graduated, but I think that she was burnt out on school and wanted so she got a job as soon as she could. Given her need to be around people, it wasn't a surprise to learn that she'd gotten a job at Applebee's. She loved to meet people and her naturally bubbly personality meant she did pretty well in tips. It does bear mentioning that her looks alone could have easily gotten her the tips, she was a stunningly beautiful young lady.

She had some of her dad's height which put her at around five foot six or so, but her mom's build which combined with her raven hair and light brown eyes made her hard to miss. But the one thing most people noticed first was her warm smile. She had a very natural understanding of human interactions and could distinguish between playful, friendly flirting and what would cross into harassment and had a natural way to defuse most situations.

The last time I had seen her since her graduation was on my birthday a couple of years ago. She had been working there for several years and had just turned 21. I got one of those free birthday entree coupons in the mail and my wife wanted to go... so we went. We ordered and she and my wife spoke in Vietnamese. I understood enough to learn that she wasn't happy with her boyfriend. Apparently, he was a young Army soldier and while they lived together with her mom, he spent the majority of his time playing video games.

An was her normal bubbly self. She took our orders and even brought out a beer for my wife. Their conversation turned to what sounded like my wife asking about him taking care of her and based on An's color, she didn't expect that question. She would nervously glance at me as if trying to see if I could understand what they were talking about. I had learned to not react to what I heard, as that would give too much away in that I could understand most of what they discussed. I couldn't speak it, but understanding it allowed me to be an unassuming fly on the wall.

An shared that her boyfriend was almost scared of intimacy and would frequently lose his erection mid performance or finish well before she really got started. I ate my burger and thought to myself, that poor guy had no idea what he was missing out on. Based on An's appearance alone, she was stunning and I knew from her mom's discussions with my wife that she was like her mom in as much as she needed good hard sex to get off.

Honestly the conversation was depressing. My wife had lost her libido quite a few years back, so the mere mention of sex was grounds for a fight. She wasn't comfortable with that topic and I felt she was too embarrassed to go to a doctor. I had tried early on to convince her to go for her benefit, but she only saw me as trying to get her to go to the doctors for my benefit. That led to many fights, that were if anything, really irrational and that led to me dropping the subject all together.

What we later learned, albeit too late, was that she had Stage 4 Cervical cancer that had metastasized. She was beyond hard headed and hated the idea of losing her hair, so much so that she refused any cancer treatments, except for pain meds in her last days of hospice care.

My kids saw it as her being vain. She was a complex woman and while I'd love to say I knew her reasoning, I didn't. We'd stopped being intimate well before her diagnosis and she had closed down and didn't like talking about her health. I had a feeling she knew something was wrong, but refused to get checked. I could second guess all of the things I could have done, but it wouldn't have changed her mind or brought her back.

My son and daughter were heartbroken that their mom passed away and I felt they wanted to stay with me, but both of them had their own families and both lived out of state. Life had to continue for all of us. They both called daily for most of a year before we settled back into our normal weekly calls.

It took me about eighteen months to start to feel sort of normal. I still missed how comforting it was to have her near me and to hear her laugh, even though it was mean spirited occasionally, mostly at my expense.

It had been a full two years since I'd last been in the restaurant, and honestly I was only there for the free entree and a shake. I wasn't dressed up, but had on a nice shirt and some jeans. I got there and was greeted by An at the door. It sort of looked like she was a manager now. She smiled and gave me a huge hug. "Happy birthday Uncle Dave!" She was so bubbly that I had to smile. She walked me over to a booth and told the young lady that came up that she'd take care of me. The last time I had seen her was at my wife's funeral.

She asked how I was doing and I managed to say that I was finally getting out of my funk and starting to get out more. I asked how her boyfriend was and she rolled her eyes and sat down next to me in the booth. "He's the same, but still better and safer than most options, so he's good for now, sometimes, almost..." She giggled and put her head on my shoulder and asked what I wanted for lunch. She quietly said, "don't worry, anything on the menu for my favorite Uncle."

I laughed, "I'm easy, just a cheeseburger with no onions and a vanilla shake please."

She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek and ran off to put my order in. I should have known what was coming, but by the time I noticed, literally every employee in the restaurant and a few patrons were headed to my booth and began to sing Happy Birthday with An leading it all. I swear she looked like the leader of a marching band as they came over with her huge smile leading the way.

I took it in stride and because of An's personality, I was actually laughing and enjoying it. They brought out a small scoop of ice cream with a candle and An asked me to blow out the candle and make a wish.

I blew it out and thanked everyone as An sat down next to me. "It's bad luck to share your wish, but I hope you're happy, regardless. Love ya... I'll be back out with your food in a minute."

I laughed and gave her a hug thanking her for everything.

She brought my food out and sat with me for a few minutes before leaving to help some of the other staff. I sat there eating and watching her interactions with customers and staff and she never lost her smile. It was so genuine and it seemed like she cared about every single person. It stung a bit when I thought back about how inviting she had been when I came in earlier.

I finished and An was pushing back pretty hard on the tip I was leaving, but I insisted that she could use it to buy a round for her friends after work. She reluctantly took it, but I did hear a few choice Vietnamese words. She held my hand as we walked to the door. "Uncle Dave, please tell me you need change for this?" As she waved the hundred dollar bill in my face.

"That is for you. Share it with your friends if you want, but I wanted to thank you for the smile you put on my face today."

"Hold on, here put this on, I'm getting a picture to send to mom and I'll send you a copy as well."

She put a little birthday hat on me and took the picture and sent it to me.

She had tears in her eyes when she pulled me down and hugged me hard. "I miss Auntie Lan. I miss you too. Don't be a stranger." She gave me another peck on the cheek and wiped the tears off her cheek as I waved and walked out.

It had been about nine months since my birthday and I was searching for something online and ran across a personal ad sort of site and thought I'd give it a try. My ad was pretty simple, "looking for a lady that was missing intimate fun with a guy." I was pretty honest in my description of myself. "Fifty six, thinning brown and gray hair, blue eyes, six foot, one hundred and eighty pounds, and a bit of a dad body. Very clean, no drugs, no diseases. Non-smoker with excellent hygiene and vasectomy safe." I wasn't in horrible shape. I had started working out after my wife passed, mostly as a distraction, but I did end up losing about thirty pounds in the process. I'm certain the gym helped, but also felt that stopping drinking was also a good reason why the weight came off.

My ad had gotten exactly three replies. One guy, suggesting he could offer me some fun. One woman that said she had an hourly rate and one from a young woman that included a picture of her mostly naked body. She had on a fishnet looking body sleeve. It clearly showed some nice breasts, a firm belly and a trimmed but not shaven mound. Because it looked like the camera was near her head, you couldn't see much more than just her mound.

Overall, it was a stunning pic, it didn't include a face though, it had been intentionally blurred. Her message caught my attention. "I'm in a relationship, my partner can't perform. I need someone to fuck me hard, so that I can get off. Just a one time thing, possible FWB if we like each other." She went on to state that she was clean and on birth control.

I was intrigued to say the least. I knew that Augusta wasn't a small city, but still I'd lived here for the last twenty five years, so there was a reasonable chance that I could possibly have seen this person. I had retired from the military installation where I'd been an Analyst, so I knew quite a few people there as well.

I replied with a pic of me, more specifically a cock pic and said how sexy I thought her picture looked and how much I'd love to help her cum as many times as she wanted. I included a cropped one of me in a polo shirt, without seeing my face, just my chest and arms. I thought it was enough to show that I wasn't obese and was in decent shape. My cock isn't big, at least I never thought so, right at seven inches and a bit on the thicker side of average. I'd seen guys in the shower when I was in bootcamp, and I was dead in the middle of everyone I'd seen. I was also uncut, which in my experience could mean anything with regards to my partners preference. I'd had lovers like my wife that didn't care. Other's loved the fact I was uncut, and one specific girlfriend refused me once she'd seen it.

As soon as I clicked send on that email, my heart was racing. I never expected a reply. It took a few hours for the nervousness to wear off. I had taken a shower and was laying in bed watching tv when I got an email.

"Hi, love your pics... so damn manly. I'm off work at 11pm, I'd like to meet, but probably won't do anything tonight. I'm not a killer or anything, address?"

I started to laugh, thinking that's exactly what a killer would say. I sent my address and said I'd be sitting on the front porch.

Almost immediately my phone rang. It was An.

"Hey, Uncle Dave, quick question. Wait, first, I'm sorry to call this late, but do you still live at..."

"Hey, yeah... uh, I'm still there. Uh An, were we just... did we?"

"Probably. I'm coming over afterwork. See you soon."

My excitement turned to dread. While I had thought it was possible to meet someone I knew, I never expected it to be someone I had helped raise.

Needless to say the fun was gone. I sat there and thought that I just needed to be honest and man up. I had sent those pics, damn. I wasn't feeling well.

I put on some decent clothes and was sitting on the front porch when I saw a newer Honda Civic pull up in the driveway. Sure enough, An got out and ran over to the front porch and gave me a big hug with a huge smile on her face.

"Hey Uncle Dave, how have you been?"

"Based on some recent emails, I've been better, I'm sorry about that."

"Yeah, about those. Well. I guess it's a risk we take on that site. Honestly, of all the risks, this isn't the one I was concerned about. But the pic you sent was a cropped version of the one I took on your birthday." She turned red, "The chest pic."

I started to laugh. "Yeah, every serial killer always says they're not a killer when asking for addresses... and I didn't even think about someone recognizing me from the other, uh, chest pic."

She was having to catch her breath from laughing. "I thought the same thing after I sent it... but then you sent me an address. It seemed familiar, the address and the chest pic."

I was in tears. "I'm not a killer either, do you want to come in?"

She nodded and put her arms around me and squeezed. We got in and I offered her some water. "Anything harder than water?"

"I may have something here, but I stopped drinking a while back."

"Just a shot of something to take the edge off. Uncle Dave I am nervous as hell right now."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just really nervous. I'd like to talk for a while, but I'm about to start shaking. I don't want to get drunk, but would like to calm down."

"Jack and Coke work?"

"Perfect, but not too much Jack please."

I made her drink and brought it over to her on the couch.

"Uncle Dave... Uh, I'm not sure how to say this, uh, but I want to be honest."

I felt she may have been embarrassed, so I interrupted her. "I'm sorry An, if I had known it was you, I would never have said those things or sent that pic."

"Why not? You don't think I'm attractive?"

"No. Wait. What I meant was..." I took a deep breath and tried to focus. "An, you're a stunning woman. It's just that I've known you since you were in diapers. Lan and I watched you when you were little. I helped you with your homework..."

"What did you think about the pic I sent? Before you knew it was me."

"An..."

"You don't have to answer, but I'd like to know."

"An, the picture and what you'd written were causing my imagination to run wild."

"Uncle Dave, I saw your pic and was lusting after it when I noticed your chest pic, and well uh..."

My gut was telling me that he was trying to make a polite exit.

"An, you don't have to finish that."

She took a big drink, "Yes I do. I'm honest. I really liked your cock pic and was feeling pretty tingly about that, but I noticed your chest pic and then you sent your address, so I quickly checked my phone and confirmed what I thought. The tingly feeling got stronger. It was someone I knew, but it was like I now had secret information. Trust me when I say I've been curious. When you were tutoring me, I noticed your bulge. I wanted to see what it looked like, but couldn't for obvious reasons. That pic, aligned all of those thoughts in my head."

"I'd overheard mom and Auntie Lan talking and I know that you and her had stopped being intimate. How long has it been since you and her made love?"

I looked at the floor, "Years, many years. That ad was the first effort I've put into trying to have some fun. I didn't really want to meet someone and date them. I'm not sure I'm ready for that part of it."

She reached over and gently squeezed my hand and then took a big swig of her drink. "Did Auntie Lan tell you about my boyfriend?"

"No, you did. I can understand Vietnamese, I heard you tell her that one day in the restaurant."

She changed colors and began to laugh. "You have to be fucking kidding me!"

"I'm sorry, both for eavesdropping and for your boyfriend not rising to the occasion sometimes."

She leaned back on the couch. "For some reason, I could have sworn that mom and Auntie Lan mentioned that you couldn't understand us. Wow. So now you know that Billy has issues occasionally."

"Yep, sorry again for both. "

"No need to be sorry. Can I be honest about something? It might be an overshare, but I wanted to let you know where I'm coming from." I nodded. "He gets too excited and he'll cum before I've gotten started and then he gets really self conscious. I get frustrated and things get out of hand pretty quickly. He's a nice guy, but we're just not quite on the same level when it comes to sex. If he tries to give me what I ask for, he's got maybe four pumps before he's done."

"An, I've seen that pic. You can't blame the guy too much. Work him up to the performance you want."

She started to laugh. "I've tried. I used the quick in the mouth technique to get him primed for a second performance but he's just as quick when..."

I felt she was embarrassed. "I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault, Uncle Dave. Since I'm spilling my guts..." She sort of halfheartedly laughed. "He's not quite equipped to touch the right areas either. I just get so wound up and ready and then he just can't meet my needs."

"Does he try to help you in other ways?"

She laughed out loud. "No way. He'll cum in my mouth as much as I let him, but he doesn't like to go down on me. He'll barely finger me."

I laughed. "Heart of gold or hung like a horse... I guess we know he's a good guy."

An jumped up and ran to the bathroom. I thought she was laughing, so I hoped I didn't upset her with my joke.

I heard the shower running and was wondering what was going on. I was in the kitchen getting a bottle of water when An opened the door in a towel.

"You almost made me pee myself, well I may have a little, so I cleaned up." She came over and sat at the bar and smiled. "Speaking of being hung like a horse... That pic you sent... it looked impressive."

"Not even suitable for a small horse." I winked at her and she started to laugh like crazy. She was trying to catch her breath, but just put her hand up as if to tell me to be quiet.

"You almost killed me. Damn it Uncle Dave." She took a couple of deep breaths and took a sip of her drink. "I guess I need to be honest and tell you that I've answered other ads, and even met a few guys. The thing is that I did have sex with a couple of them, but it left me feeling pretty icky. I got off pretty good a couple of times and the physical part was good, but the emotional part was difficult, because of a lack of trust. That's one reason I initially said that I'd like to meet and probably wouldn't do anything. I need to be comfortable with the guy. I think we've got that part covered."

"I can see that. That's one reason I never did that when Lan was alive. I didn't think I could handle that aspect of it. So it was safer to handle things myself so to speak."

"Yeah, I've tried that. I still miss the visceral feeling of a partner, feeling their body against mine, in me."

My mind was racing. Holy hell, this woman was getting me wound up.

"I love Billy for the ninety eight percent of the time we're together, but for the two percent when we should be having fun, he can't perform and..."

"I know what that feeling is like and I'm sorry you're having to experience it."

She smiled and asked me to come over closer to her. "Close your eyes Uncle Dave. Trust me. I'm going to ask you a couple of questions."

I nervously agreed and walked over to her and closed my eyes. I felt her near my face, then I smelled it.

"What do you think that is, Uncle Dave?"

"I think that is awesome... " I had a big grin on my face.

She giggled, "It could be awesome, but you need to tell me what it is."

"My mouth is watering, An. It reminds me of arousal."

"What part of arousal?"

"The wet sex of an aroused woman."

"Correct. Stick your tongue out."

"An..."

"You don't have to, but I know you want to."

I opened my mouth slightly and slid my tongue out.

I felt her fingers on my tongue. The scent was heavenly. It had the musky flavor of sex. I moaned as I savored it while gently sucking her fingers.

"How was that?"

"Almost perfect." I knew what I wanted, but felt I'd give her a less than subtle clue and also a way out if she didn't want it.

"Almost?"

"I love the flavor and the heady scent, with the only thing better would be tasting the source."

She let out a very faint moan. I felt her move. "Uncle Dave... My eyes are closed. Please open yours."

I opened my eyes to find An, kneeling on the floor with her eyes closed and her mouth open.

"An, are you sure?"

Her eyes were still closed when she smiled. "Uh huh... I need to taste it."

I put my hand on her jaw and lightly rubbed down her neck. "So fucking sexy..."

I pulled my shorts down and pulled my cock out. It was hard as hell and had a bit of precum starting to ooze out. I rubbed it around with my finger. It would string as I pulled my finger towards An's waiting tongue.

"Any guesses?"

She had a visible shiver roll through her body. "Fuck. It smells like a man." I rubbed my finger lightly on her tongue as her expression changed.

"Very good, how about the taste?"

She moaned, "It tastes like a man. Fuck... Just need to taste its source."

"Are you sure?"

"Umm, fuck yes. Let me taste it."

I moved a bit closer and pulled the foreskin back and lightly rubbed the head on her tongue.

"Thoughts..."

"Ummm fuck, Uncle Dave, you taste so fucking hot... you fill my mouth"

I saw her hand move under her towel.

"Don't touch yourself yet."

She made a very quiet whimper.

I squeezed out some precum and rubbed it on her lips and watched as she licked it off of her lips.

"You are so fucking sexy An... absolutely perfect. Open your mouth sexy..."

She opened her towel and let it fall as she opened her mouth. I put my cock on her tongue and pushed it in her mouth. Her mouth was watering and making my cock slick. She closed her mouth around it and licked around the head while she moaned.

She reached up and wrapped her fingers around the shaft and began to slowly stroke me while she kept licking and sucking me. Just seeing her doing that was almost enough to make me cum, much less from the sensation of what she was doing. I was slowly moving my hips to match her strokes. I had my hand on the island to steady myself.

"An, I may not last too long right now..."

She pulled me out of her mouth and looked up at me and smiled, "You know what to do, plus it'll give you a chance to return the favor..." She went back to sucking my cock and increased her pace.

I put my hand on her head and that feeling, along with her hair brushing against my leg when combined with what I was seeing and feeling pushed me over the edge. "An, I'm close..."

"Umm hmmmm..."

"Fuck! An!" It had been years and it felt like I had blown the end of my cock off. She coughed, but never let me out of her mouth. I kept watching her and listening to her moan. I felt like she was enjoying this at least as much as I was.

I reached down and pulled her up and kissed her. "That was perfect. Now I need to repay the favor please... Come with me." I led her to the bedroom and watched as she climbed on the bed. Such a perfect ass and pussy on this woman. I had to remind myself to focus.

She laid down on her back and was watching me as I took off my shirt and climbed in the bed between her legs and kissed her ankle. I continued to kiss up her leg to her firm belly, stopping to gently nibble on her perfect tits, before I kissed her. She had wrapped her legs around my back and was squeezing me. I kissed her neck and throat before moving back to her sexy tits. I'm guessing they may have been on the big B cup side, not quite full C's, but perfect on her frame. The dark areolas along with those hard nipples were absolutely perfect. She was moaning loudly and that was telling me all I needed to know.

I moved lower and kissed her belly before kissing the inside of her hips. The heady scent of her sex was intoxicating. I'm sure my pupils had dilated. I was in the moment and my entire focus was to make sure An had fun. She wasn't shaved, but was trimmed short, but not to the point of stubble. Just a soft, lightly covered mound. I drug my nose across it as I moved to her other hip. She instinctively spread her legs to invite me a bit closer.

I kissed the inside of her legs, moving from side to side as I slowly moved towards her gorgeous sex. She had perfect labia that looked like butterfly wings. I think that if I had to imagine what a perfect pussy looked like, An's would be that image.

I moved closer and could see that she had a slick trail leading down to her ass. I pushed her legs up and licked over her sexy hole and lightly licked her perfect labia as I moved up to the top of her clit without directly touching it. I sucked on the soft area above it and watched as she shuddered.

I lightly traced her labia with my tongue before pressing my tongue between them. I would suck on each one, stopping to push my tongue as deeply into her as I could. She was writhing around under me. I moved up to gently suck on her engorged clit that was sticking straight out.

That pushed her over the edge. She grabbed my head and pulled me against her while she was rotating her hips to grind against my face. I had pushed two fingers into her wet sex as I kept sucking her clit. Her legs went stiff and it sounded like she was screaming between her teeth. I kept my fingers sliding in and added a third one and pushed firmly. I had moved above her clit, to keep her from getting too sensitive. I was keenly aware of how she was responding to my touch and was trying to make sure that I kept building her pleasure. I could feel her spasm on my fingers. She had started to moan, but it was sounding like a growl that kept getting louder.

I placed my mouth over her clit and held my tongue flatly against her and she screamed loudly. It startled me, but based on the way she responded, she had a great orgasm. She clamped down on my fingers and just held my face while she wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed. I remained perfectly still, listening and feeling her. I could feel her heartbeat through her sex.

After a few minutes she pulled me up and hungrily kissed me. "Holy fuck! I needed that Dave... I had no idea you were so good at this. Damn!" I kissed her neck as she wrapped her legs around my back. She was positioning herself and I could feel her heat on the end of my cock.

I was rock hard and needed this as badly as I felt she did. She pulled me closer and I felt her reach down and grab my cock and slide along her sex to get it slick with her wetness. My precum was certainly helping with that endeavor. I couldn't remember a time when I was more ready. She pulled on my cock and I felt she wanted me to enter her. I pushed in slowly. The feeling of her sexy, wet labia sliding past the head of my cock was mind altering.

She moaned deeply and kept pulling me in with her legs. "Fuck, that's perfect... damn Dave... Fuck!" I was fully in her and just stayed there for a minute.

I was moaning while kissing her. I could feel small contractions at the base of my cock and felt she may have been having some small orgasms and that made me feel better. My goal was to last long enough to make sure she got off to her content. However, the entire experience for me was beyond anything I could have imagined. I was trying to focus and not get carried away and finish too soon.

I pulled out slightly and pushed back in as purposefully as I could manage and began to repeat it and would stay in her for a bit and pull back out. I felt she was enjoying that, but had started to pull me harder with her legs, so I increased my pace. She was creamy from our activities and the sensation was incredible. So perfectly hot and wet.

"Harder... I'm almost there... fuck... fuck..." I pushed harder with each stroke. She kept her legs around me and then pulled her knees up to her chest. Her eyes were rolled back in her head as she was grunting with each thrust. I pushed harder and as deeply as I could manage and she began to make all sorts of noises. There was a mix of Vietnamese and English that told me that I was giving her what she needed. There was no mistaking that we were fucking. The sounds of our bodies slapping together along with the sound of her wet sex, was incredible. She was making a squealing sound that was getting louder and then it happened.

She screamed loudly and squirted. Not a lot, but there was no mistaking that she was having a damn strong orgasm. That pushed me over the edge. "Fuck An... I'm... fuck!"

She was almost growling, "Fill my pussy, ahhhh fuck, fill me!"

I pushed in and held it there as I shot, several streams deep into her. It felt like her contractions were milking me of every last drop. I kissed her deeply. "Fuck An, that was perfect... god damn!" I was still in her when I leaned up. I loved seeing my cock between her sexy labia.

She was smiling. "That was so perfect for me. I needed that so badly." She pulled me down and kissed me again. "Uncle Dave, it was everything I had hoped for. I'm pretty sure I'll need to stop by after work more often." She giggled which made me start as well.

I pulled out and wasn't entirely soft, but the sensation made me shudder. "Oh yeah. I think you need to stop by as well."

I laid down on my back next to her and looked at her. She was glowing, which given her normally happy demeanor looked even more sexy. "Damn it woman, that was beyond incredible."

She smiled and put her head on my shoulder. "It was pretty incredible wasn't it... I may need a nap. Are you okay if I spend the night?"

"No problem, do you need to let Billy or your mom know?"

"I sent mom a text and told her that I was going out with my friends. She knows that I seek things outside of my relationship with Billy and he's in the field right now, so no worries there."

She kissed me, "I'm pretty sure we'll need to have some more fun, but I really want to clean you up right now if you're not too sensitive."

I kissed her. "I'm good and would love to return the favor if you want..."

She looked at me and smiled. "Oh yeah, I've wanted that for so long... Damn Uncle Dave, I never knew what a sex fiend you were... Guess you're mine now, that is if you're okay with it."

I lightly pulled on her bottom lip with my teeth. "Oh yeah, more than okay with it."

She moved and turned in the bed and put her knees on either side of my face and leaned down and licked my cock.

"I love the taste of my pussy on your cock along with your cum..." She pulled the foreskin back and took me in her mouth and moaned." I was focused on the treat she put in my mouth. Our combined flavor was perfect. I took my time and cleaned her to the best of my ability, this was something that my wife never liked, so it was a special treat for me and I was savoring every minute.

She had sat up and started to grind into my mouth. I was squeezing her ass cheeks and she came again while riding my face. Not as strong as before, but noticeable still. She climbed off of me and was sitting next to me, staring at my cock.

"Uncle Dave you're hard again..."

"I am... what do you want to do?"

She smiled and kissed my cock. "I need you to fuck me from behind... hard."

She got up on her hands and knees and I moved behind her. "Damn it An, you are one fucking sexy woman!" I loved it when she moaned. She loved sex and was built for it.

I leaned down and licked her sexy ass, from her wet pussy up over her hole. She moaned loudly. "Fuck Uncle Dave... "

I kept eating her sexy ass and fingering her pussy. She had brought her hand up to rub her clit. It didn't take long for her to have another decent orgasm. "Uncle Dave you need to fuck me, please fuck me... hard..."

Holy hell! An knew how to get me wound up, the way she begged, the noises she made, the way she responded to my touch. "You want me to fuck your sexy little pussy An?"

"Fuck me hard, please Uncle Dave, wear it out."

I pushed in quickly and felt my balls slap on her clit. She was whimpering as I began to fuck her as hard as I could manage. She started screaming a combination of Vietnamese and English and that made me keep up my pace.

"Uncle.... Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Own it. Beat my pussy!"

The string of words coming out of her mouth were easily the hottest thing I'd ever heard during sex and there was no mistaking what she wanted. Which combined with what sounded like her growling was insane. I was holding her wrists behind her as I was pistoning in and out as hard as I could manage. She had several more decent orgasms and had pulled her arm out of my grasp and I watched as she put in between her legs. I felt her fingers on my cock. God damn, what an incredible feeling, it was another layer of contact and it was intense. I could feel my cock starting to swell even larger and I knew what would be happening soon.

I think An knew as well, she instinctively started to rub her clit while I was fucking her and she had another damn strong orgasm and that did it for me. I held her hips and pushed as deeply as I could manage as I started to shoot. My body was quivering from the exertion and sensation and I was seeing spots in front of my eyes. I honestly couldn't remember another time when it had been this good.

Her hand was now on my balls and it almost seemed like she was trying to milk out everything she should.

I pulled out and laid down on the bed. She laid down on her belly and turned to look at me with her eyes closed and had some tremors roll through her. "God damn! That was fucking intense. I get the feeling you needed that as badly as I did..."

I leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth. "You have no idea how badly I needed not just that last one, but this entire night. Everything we've done, I've needed for years."

She gave me the cutest smile. "I have an idea... we can help each other out as needed for each other's benefit... as friends." She giggled. "You are my friend Uncle Dave, plus, we've already seen the benefits of our friendship. What do you think?"

I chuckled, "I like that idea a lot... Friends with benefits it is. An, the sex was phenomenal, but the fact that I know you and we're comfortable with each other is huge to me."

"She bit her lower lip, what you have is huge to me..."

"Such a sexy, naughty woman... what am I going to do with you?"

"Pretty much anything you want... anything."

I kissed her and slapped her ass. "How about a shower and a nap..."

"She smiled and jumped up and reached for my hand. "That sounds perfect to me. Plus I don't want to wear you out right away. I'm sure we'll sleep soundly based on our night so far."

We washed each other and dried one another off. It was sexy as hell. Her hard little, tan body next to me was very erotic. We changed the sheets on the bed and laid down. She gave me a kiss and put her head on my shoulder and we were out. We woke up to the room filled with light around eight in the morning. I gave her a kiss and got up to use the restroom. I was standing there pissing when I noticed her standing in the doorway to the bathroom. She just smiled at me. "I love seeing you holding your cock... so damn sexy, both you and your cock."

She came over and kissed me and waited for me to finish and then sat down and began to pee. I was washing my hands and looked at her and saw her staring at my cock. "Go lay down... I'll be there in a few minutes. I just need to clean up and then I'll clean you up."

I smiled and went back to the bedroom and laid down. She came in and sat on the edge of the bed. "Our night started with me teasing you with my wet pussy. Then you teased me with that big cock of yours in my mouth. I think that's how we end today. Me sucking your cock until you fill my mouth and me cumming on your face. How does that sound?"

"I loved everything but it ending our day... I understand though."

"Bad choice of words... Not sure that we'll ever be done with each other, but for today, I want to see you stroke your big cock and cum in my mouth."

"That does sound pretty damn hot..."

"Come over here and stand up for me."

I stood at the edge of the bed and she slid off and got on her knees. "My very specific wish is this. I suck your gorgeous cock and when you're close, you pull out. Stroke it for me and when you're ready, shoot in my mouth... I'm more than okay if you miss and get some on my face." The way that she smiled at me was insane. It was a mix of playfulness and raw desire.

She took my cock and pulled the foreskin back and began to lick around the head, while moaning. "I love the saltiness of your cock right now, I can taste some of your piss. The fact that you're uncut makes it so much hotter to me." She shivered and took me as deeply as she could manage. With her moaning and her words, along with seeing this sexy twenty something worshiping my cock, I was nearly in shock.

I didn't have anything nearby to hold to steady myself, so I had both hands on her head. It seemed that she liked that. "Change... you can fuck my face when you're close, so fucking hot..." She'd look at me occasionally with my cock in her mouth and it was a sensory overload!

I began to move my hips in time with her hand and mouth and I think she understood what was going to happen. She took her hands off of my cock and I began to pull her onto my cock. She was looking up at me. I felt my cock starting to swell and get even harder, then my balls began to tighten. I pulled my cock out and she opened her mouth while watching me stroke my cock.

The first shot hit the back of her throat, the second one on her upper lip. The last real shot hit her cheek under her left eye. I was barely able to stand after that. She had that same crazy smile and began to rub my cock on her lips. She'd use it to wipe the cum off of her face then suck me clean. I pulled her up and kissed her.

"God damn it An, that was intense."

"It was perfect... I love how willing you are to indulge my ideas. I'll think of some more things I want to try with you... but for now. I want you on your knees, okay sexy?"

I gave her a quick kiss and followed her instructions. She smiled at me and pulled my head towards her mound. She rubbed my lips on her soft pubes and I looked up at her. "I love this An..." She smiled and put one of her legs up on the bed, presenting her perfect pussy to me.

"Eat my fucking pussy. I want to feel your teeth on my clit. Not too hard, but I need to feel you on it."

"I will eat you like you're my last meal on earth... I need you to cum on my face."

She giggled, "Fuck yes, you know what I need... You're my dedicated cunt eater, you better please me..."

I sucked on her clit and put my hands on her legs to pull her onto me. She kept her hands on my head and within a few minutes, it was pretty obvious what she wanted. She wanted to face fuck me and she wanted to be in control of it as well. If my hands got too high on her legs, she'd shake her ass as an indication for me to lower them. Pretty soon she was literally slamming her pussy into my face. I'd look up at her and see her looking down at me with a very focused expression that was filled with lust.

Seeing her, and feeling her in this position seemed so counter to the cute young woman that loved everyone she met.

"Fuck.... Fuck, Dave... eat my fucking pussy. Eat me god dammit! FUCKKK!" She stepped away from me and looked at me. "Sit with your back against the bed and look up at me..."

I followed her instructions and as soon as I was in place, she placed a foot on either side of my legs and put her hands on the bed. She didn't waste any time and slammed her pussy into my mouth. She would arch her back and press her clit into my mouth with her body weight. I had never experienced anything quite like this before, she was using me to cum. It was one of the hottest fucking things I'd ever experienced.

Her pace became both quicker, but also somewhat more violent with how hard she was slamming into my mouth. I could see her body convulsing and then she screamed, "Bite my fucking clit, bite it now! Oh fuck!"

I put my hands on her ass to hold her still while I drug my teeth over her clit while sucking on her. Her entire body tensed up as stiff as a board as she came. It was impressive. She screamed, squirted and then collapsed to lay on my face, pinning my head to the bed. We stayed like that for a minute or so. I could feel her on my chin, her sexy pussy was spasming as tremors rolled through her body.

She sort of tried to stand but slid down my body to sit on my lap. She had tears in her eyes and she looked completely spent and was trying to catch her breath. "Best... That was the best I've ever had..." She had another tremor roll through her body as she looked up at me.

I wiped her tears away and kissed her. "That was so fucking hot... I'm happy you chose me. That was perfect." She put her face on my neck and we stayed like that for probably ten minutes.

She sat up and kissed me. "I'm not sure I can stand right now. I'm going to sit next to you for a few minutes."

I helped her as she sat next to me. I was staring at her. "Have I mentioned how incredibly sexy you are... You are perfection An, perfection."

She smiled at me and then looked down at my cock. "I'm sorry, I'm not sure I've got another in me right now. I promise to make it up to you."

"Nothing to make up, The last twenty four hours have been perfect for me."

She smiled, "Help me up. We need a shower."

I stood and helped her up. When she stood I picked her up and carried her to the shower. We washed each other off and went and laid back down on the bed for a little while. I dozed off and woke to see her staring at me.

"Uncle Dave, thank you. I'm sure there's better words, but those are all that come to mind. Everything we've done, last night and today have been perfect. I need a few days to think about what we've done and a couple of other things. I want to have more fun with you. I think we're matched pretty well sexually. I'll let you know what I figure out."

"Thank you sexy... I'm good with whatever you decide. To your point about sexual compatibility. One hundred percent. What we shared is what sex is supposed to be."

She leaned over and gave me one of the best kisses I have ever gotten. There was passion in it, but there was also something more that I didn't really have words for.

"Help me find my clothes, I need to get home and talk with mom about some things."

I'm not sure if my expression gave it away, but that surprised me.

She noticed. "Nothing bad, but we've always been honest with each other. I need her advice on some things, not so much about you. I've made my mind up on that, it's more related to Billy. I'll let you know after I talk with mom."

We got dressed and she gave me a kiss before she left. I sat down in the living room and recounted my time with An over the last day. It had literally been over five years since the last time I'd been with a woman and even then, my wife and I weren't on that level of pleasing each other. My mind was reeling.

The next few days went pretty slowly. I was concerned about the conversation between An and her mom. Friday night I got a text, "Afterwork? I'm not a murderer, but I will suck the life out of you... Love An"

I laughed. "I'm hydrated, bring it! I'll return the favor!"

She replied with a few devil emojis.

When she got to the house later that night, like every other time I'd seen her she had a huge smile. She ran up to me and gave me a big hug. She put her backpack down and kissed me.

"I'm staying the night..., hope you're okay with that."

"Always... no need to ask."

"Let's sit down, I want to tell you about my conversations with mom first." I nodded and followed her to the couch. "First, I think mom is jealous. I shared what you and I did and I honestly think she was in shock. Not because it was you, but because of what we did. I'm not sure she's ever had it as good as what we shared. The second thing we discussed was Billy. She suggested I be honest with him and see how he feels about it. Well, that's complex, he doesn't like to talk about this stuff."

I nodded. "I can only imagine. Being told by someone you love that you're not meeting their needs could be hard to take."

"Yeah, he shuts down and will not listen, then when I persist he gets angry."

"I know exactly what that's like. Lan did the same thing. I eventually stopped talking to her about that subject. It was just easier."

"I had no idea it was like that with you and Auntie Lan. I'm sorry. It's not easy to have these discussions. I think I love Billy in every way possible but one, and that one is very important to me. I'm not sure where we're headed. I did tell him that I've sought what I needed from others and as you might imagine, he didn't take that too well. He's asked for a few days to think over my offer."

"May I ask what your offer was?"

She looked at me and I felt it was equally likely she'd decline to answer. "If he wants to stay with me, either meet my needs himself, or be okay with me finding someone to meet them with the added option of him accepting none of that and leaving. The sad thing is that I'm thinking I'm okay if he leaves. He's a good guy and I love hanging out with him, but something I need is missing. I'm okay remaining his friend, but that would be the limit of it. It sounds really cold when I say it out loud. Do you think it is?"

"I'm biased, but I'll try. I can see it being very difficult for him. He might not want to just be friends after he had the chance to be with you as more than that."

"Yeah, but his options are running as short as my patience with him is. Enough of this crap for now..."

"Can I ask a question unrelated to Billy?" She nodded. "Why did you need the drink when you came over last time?"

She started laughing. "I was scared to death and so nervous that I was afraid to follow through on my thoughts. My hope was the drink would calm my nerves and give me a chance to see where things might lead. Like I said, I did meet some guys via some personal ads, and we did have sex, but I didn't know them or trust them but I still managed to have fun, but it was nothing close to what you and I shared. I think because I knew and trusted you, I was able to open up more and also felt comfortable. All of those times you helped me with my homework, we'd share jokes or just be goofy with each other was what built that trust."

"I can see that. Thanks for sharing that and answering my question."

"I need to add one other aspect of the conversation with Billy. I offered him another option. But it would take more than his acceptance. Some of it is related to me and probably some of it with the person I choose."

I'm certain I had a confused look on my face. "I offered for him to be there and watch, sort of like a cuck. I think I could do it with a stranger and him, but it's almost guaranteed that I'd not really get what I need and that defeats the purpose."

I sat back taking it all in. "Yeah, that's a new one to me. I've not had any experience on either side of that. I do see your point about a stranger, vice someone you knew. You'd never see the stranger again."

"Exactly. Dave, I'd love to have Billy watch us fuck, oh how I'd love for him to see that, but I know that we have a deeper connection, so that might be difficult. I care for you and while some of those feelings are the same ones we shared as friends, there's more feelings that happened after we had our night together. It's complicated."

"It is for sure. What would you hope for Billy to get out of watching you and a partner or you and me?"

"One, he'd see what it takes for me to have a great orgasm and see what sex can be, maybe see what a lover can be when they're more open minded and not selfish. Second, it'd allow me to maybe lose some of the guilt I feel. I'm not not explaining this very well."

"What if he were to see it and not be okay and just leave?"

"It would hurt to lose a friend. But that's about as far as it would go I think."

"What if he were to be okay with seeing you do that? Not just the sex, but sucking another guy's cock, swallowing his cum?"

"I never really thought about it like that. I'll need to give that some more thought. I sort of see him giving up some of his manhood so to speak, becoming a cuck maybe. I'll think more about it and let you know."

"No worries, it just crossed my mind so I thought I'd ask. I'm sure those relationships exist everywhere around us."

She smiled. "That's actually pretty hot. Knowing that some couples we see during the day are doing those things. The wife getting fucked senseless while the husband watches. I may have to watch some cuck porn now."

"Big screen work?"

She laughed and scooted over next to me. "Cuck porn for the win!"

We found some that looked like amateur porn and seemed believable. The range we saw was from the husband encouraging his wife to have fun, to the bull belittling, or demeaning the husband. I think both An and I disliked the aspect of humiliation.

She looked at me with her eyes wide... "Dave, we need to record ourselves. Everything. We can edit it and remove our faces or wear a mask and put it on one of those sites under a fake account. Fuck yeah. That way we can also go back and watch it, but I could share the link with Billy and see his response. Thoughts?"

"I like that. We can edit out the parts where we're a bit more friendly that just two strangers fucking, but I do agree."

Over the next few weeks we continued to fuck in almost every conceivable way and recorded it. We stitched it together after removing our faces. We watched it through several times and each time we got so worked up, we stopped watching and fucked again.

We created an account on PornHub and uploaded the video. It got a lot of views and the comments were pretty damn hot as well. Ranging from women, and a few men, offering for me to fuck them, to a few guys saying that I'd ruined her with what we'd done. I watched that video as well as the original recordings numerous times and loved it.

I got a text from An one night. "Can I come over?"

"Always, no need to ask."

She showed up and was slightly off. Her smile was gone and so was her energy. She came in and sat down. "Billy left me. I showed him the video. He called me all sorts of names and packed everything up and left. I didn't expect to hurt this much. He told me he was going to tell everyone on base that I was a dirty slut so that they'd stop coming by the restaurant. I think he didn't take me seriously when I told him that I was getting some on the side."

I put my arm around her. "I'm sorry things went that way. We sort of knew that was one possible outcome."

She had turned to put her face in my neck and cried. Damn it, I hated to see her in pain. Especially when I had been part of what caused it. We stayed like that for probably half an hour when she began to laugh. "May I ask?"

She looked at me and smiled. "Mom said she was going to come over and beg you to fuck her like that. I told her she could once I was done with you. Just so you know, I'm not sure when that will happen. At least not for my foreseeable future."

I was laughing. "My hands are full with you... I don't need to add to my workload."

She laughed. "I think she was joking, but she did ask me to text her the link. She was impressed with you. All of you."

I'm pretty sure I was changing colors.

"For now, I think we need to record some more videos and post them. I think it's sexy as hell to have strangers watch us."

"It is really damn hot. Now about those videos... "

We spent the next few months fucking like rabbits and recording almost all of it. She loved to be the editor and was doing a good job. We had quite a following on PornHub and An really loved interacting with the people that left comments. Some of the titles she put on those videos... It was hard to believe that those came out of her mind. She was actually make a couple of hundred dollars a month from them.

Then things started to fade off. We went from almost every night to several nights a week, to once a week and then it just stopped. As badly as I missed our sex, I also understood that she also wanted a boyfriend, so I wasn't terribly surprised when she came over one night and we talked about us as a couple, so to speak.

"Uncle Dave, what we have had over the last few months has been perfect. I've had the best orgasms of my life and you're the reason. I would never change a single moment we've had together. As much as it hurts me to say this, I need to be honest with you. I met a guy, and we've not been intimate yet, but things are headed that way. As bad as I felt with Billy and seeking fun on the side, I can't do that again. I care too much for you. I promise to come back to you if things don't work out, if you'll still have me of course. I'm so sorry..."

She began to cry and put her arms around me. I held her and consoled her. "An, you've given me so much more of my life back that I had been missing. I'll always love you, and not just for what we've shared. You're a great woman and as far as taking you back if things don't work out... you have my address. Stop by anytime you want and there's no conditions on that.

We stood in each other's arms for what felt like hours. She pulled me down and kissed me. It wasn't a passionate kiss, in fact it felt more like a good bye in some ways. Certainly we were saying goodbye to that part of our lives.

"I'll always love you Uncle Dave, always. I'll also miss our relationship." She sort of laughed, "We'll always have the videos. I know I still watch them."

I smiled. "I'll always love you too An, and I'll miss the fun we shared. The video's are a great way to remember those times." It truly hurt to watch her drive away.

It was time for my birthday and An texted me and asked if I was going to come in again to celebrate with her at the restaurant. I replied and told her that I was planning on it. She replied with a few heart emojis, "I'll make sure I'm working when you come in."

The date came and I was in the entry area when I saw An running up to me. Like every time before, she gave me a huge hug and kissed me on the cheek and led me to a booth near the back. I had a clear view of the employee area.

I sat down and she sat across from me and held my hands. "I've missed you Uncle Dave."

"I've missed you too. How have you been?"

She smiled and pulled her hands out and showed me her hand. She was almost glowing, "I'm engaged!"

"I'm so happy for you! You deserve this!"

"Thank you... Your acceptance means the world to me." It looked like her eyes were starting to tear up.

I patted the seat next to me and she moved over and I put my arm around her and kissed her temple. "You'll always have my approval. My love for you will always be unconditional."

She kissed my cheek. "Same order? Cheeseburger, no onions, and a vanilla shake?"

"You know it. Thank you... This time, no birthday song though, please?"

She smiled and huffed. "I guess... I'm still bringing you out a birthday ice cream though."

"That's fair. Thank you An."

"I'll put your order in, but I'm managing the floor tonight, so I'll be not able to spend too much time with you, but I'll make sure you are taken care of. I'll ask Tamika to handle your table."

She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and got up. I sat there looking at my phone when a gorgeous younger black lady came over and introduced herself and extended her hand. "Hey Dave, I'm Tamika." I took her hand and smiled while looking at her name tag. It read "Tami".

She noticed. "I'm guessing you're only checking my nametag..." She winked at me. "Tami is easier for the customers. Some can't pronounce Tamika, so it's just quicker if they don't have to."

"Nice to meet you Tamika. I can see that. And yes, I was looking at your nametag... mostly," as I winked at her.

She giggled. "Uh huh, knew it. I'll be keeping my eyes on you tonight. By the way..." She got this incredibly cute smile on her face and she raised her hands and quietly sang happy birthday to me. "Happy Birthday Dave... I'll go get your shake and check on your food. See ya in a bit."

I was watching her as she walked away. She had a gorgeous heart shaped ass. It wasn't as small as An's was, but was like a larger version of that same perfection. My gaze moved up from her ass and met the gaze of several ladies standing at the employee area. I swear I saw several of them change colors when our eyes met. I'm not sure I've ever felt more uncomfortable. I felt like I was changing color as well.

Tamika brought my shake out. "You only like vanilla? I would have never guessed..." She smiled and walked away. Again my focus was her ass. My mind was replaying everything she had said, and then the reaction from the other ladies and I had a chill run down my back. Surely An didn't show those videos... oh hell.

Tamika brought my burger out and chatted with me for a bit. It took every ounce of self control to not jump up and leave. To her credit, her demeanor was key in helping to keep me calm. She was engaging without being overbearing and of course her jokes were on point and that helped.

I had finished my meal and her and An brought out a scoop of ice cream with a candle. Both were smiling from ear to ear. "Make a wish Uncle Dave." Her and Tamika began to giggle.

Tamika was still giggling as I blew out the candle. "Dave, you can't tell us what you wished for, but we both hope it comes true."

An leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and then Tamika followed with a kiss on my cheek. "Happy birthday Dave."

That caught me off guard. Not in a bad way, but in an unexpected way. Still, I loved her scent.

I called An and her back over and gave them a hundred dollar bill. "Ladies, you've made my day. Thank you both for the smiles and the laughs. Please, no arguing about the tip. Feel free to buy a round for your friends."

They argued a little, but still accepted and both of them walked with me to the front. An gave me a huge hug and kissed me on the cheek and quietly said, "I love you more than you realize Uncle Dave, happy birthday!"

As soon as An let go, Tamika gave me a big hug. "Thanks for coming tonight and for sharing some laughs with us. Happy birthday Dave!" She kissed me on the corner of my mouth and It almost looked like An blushed.

"Thank you Tamika, you've been awesome tonight, thank you for making me smile and of course the laughs."

She kissed me again on the cheek. "I need to talk to An real quickly if that's okay?" She smiled and headed back. I quietly asked An, "Did you show the videos to them?"

She turned bright red. "Uh, well, I uh, ah... I did. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I was afraid you might not show up if I told you." She took a deep breath and looked around. "Dave, most of the ladies and several of the guys have seen them. Before you complain, everyone was impressed with both of us. I need to get back to work, thank you again for coming in. I love you Dave. Happy birthday."

I smiled and rubbed her back. "It's fine. Thanks An. Be safe, girlie. Love you."