Donald Palermo
A piece of niece
AB-4005
CHAPTER ONE
Judith knew she'd get her ass in a sling if she got caught, but she couldn't resist making that trip to the attic of the old stone farmhouse that had been her home since the day she was born, just over eighteen years before.
As she crept cautiously up the back stairs, careful to avoid making even the smallest sound, Judith felt certain she was on the verge of making some thrilling discovery in the attic.
Her suspicions had been born earlier that day, when Uncle Pete came to visit. Uncle Pete was her father's younger brother. Unlike her father, who scratched out a bare living cutting timber, laboring at the sawmill, or doing other grubby jobs as he could find them, Uncle Pete was a sharp dresser, a good-looking man in his early thirties and he was also a traveler, having just returned from more than a year in South America.
Judith liked her Uncle Pete. She admired him and envied him his life away from the squalor of the farm, the hard work, dirt and poor food. But there was more than that.
There had been something in the looks Uncle Pete and her mother had exchanged when he arrived at the farm. It could have had something to do with sex, she sensed, but that was a foreign area to her. Sex was never mentioned in her family. She knew it had something to do with her and with the making of babies, but that was all she knew on the subject and, as far as her parents were concerned, that was all she was going to learn.
Judith felt her breath catch in her throat as she felt the smooth boards of the attic floor under her bare feet. Her heart pounded so loudly that she was afraid it could be heard all over the attic, yet she couldn't stop then, couldn't turn around and go back down the stairs without finding out what was going on with her mother and uncle. Judith almost gasped aloud when she heard her mother's voice. It sounded so close.
"God, Pete," she said, her voice sounding strangely raw, rough, yet with a warmth Judith had never heard in it before, "you sure do know how to kiss. When you get your tongue in my mouth and lick around like that while you kiss me and feel me up, I can feel it right down in my cunt."
"That's the way kisses should be, Ruthie Baby," he told her as Judith crept closer until she was able to look through the piled rubble of generations and see her mother and uncle as they sat on the old brass bed. "When I kissed a woman on the mouth, I want her to feel it in her tits and her cunt and everywhere. Did that kiss make your hot cunt tinge and feel juicy? Tell me, Ruth, and then we'll share some more sexy kisses."