She's really smart, much smarter than I. But we are friends, and now we are lovers, at least in the sense that we had sex with each other. I won't pre...end to understand love beyond that."My dad stared at me and asked, "How did you get to be so wise?" Do you mean how did I get to be such a wise ass?" I retorted. "If I have any wisdom at all, I have to credit you. You always emphasized that I have to take responsibility for my own actions. I believe that to mean that I have to think things. The night wore on and work finally ended, so I hung up my chefs coast and put on my hand wraps it was finally my time, so I went to go punch the bag, but I couldn't shake that damn feeling. I punched harder, and harder each punch shaking my body, as I threw my last punch I spun, felt my fist hit the leather and saw you, you were peering around the corner, biting your lip and tried to duck, but it was too late. I saw you, and you saw me, I walked over, it was just us here so I knew this couldn't. I pulled up a chair for him next to mine and invited him to take a seat at the computer. As he sat down he moved his chair slightly away from me, before saying, “I don’t want to sit to close to you.” Supposing that it may be a homophobic gesture of sorts a flash of annoyance went through my mind.Uncle Pete then shyly repeated, “I don’t want to sit too close to you, because whenever I’m near you, I always feel like touching you.” I was totally gobsmacked! The admission that then followed blew me. I than started tracing small circles around her nipples with the tip of my hot wet tongue, than engulfing her nipple in my mouth I sucked on it while I flicked it with the tip of my tongue, all the while squeezing her ass and holding her against me tighter, my arms flexing against her. I then tried sitting her up, but instead she straddled one of my thighs, and I could feel how warm her pussy was, so I didn't contest. I started kissing her again, I could hear her breathing as fast as mine, soft.