She was wearing a simple, strappy black dress which clung tightly to the contours of her body. She was thin and petite, but adulthood had sculpted her...tight body into breathtaking curves, at her small, pert tits and down her hips.'So,' she interrupted my wandering thoughts and eyes, 'do you want to dance?''Er... sure,' I replied, now a little freer of my embarrassment and inhibitions.She led me by the hand past security and through a cordoned passageway to a private area. I paid a heavy-set,. I wait until we’re back home until that moment happens, taking his face in my hands and gently pulling him to me.Hands are roaming as we become lost deep in the softest of kisses, running over each other’s hips and across each other’s backs. I run my hands down until I can feel the pert fullness of his buttocks, which feel as perfectly sculpted as I could have imagined.I break away to peel off his shirt and he returns the favour soon after, returning to engage in a deeper more passionate kiss. My uncle had been very nice to me and, was very gentle during sex. He had to be; his cock was at least nine inches of rock hard meat, it had a big head and was a little thick. That part is real; the man was hung.As we talked, my dad had me move over to sit beside him. When he put his arm around my shoulders, I just shuddered like hell for a while. “There won’t be any more punishment for anything involving the sexual things you do. That all stops today. Beating your ass doesn’t do any good and I. " He gestured for me to sit before continuing. "I figure, if your going to drive me insane, I might as well enjoy the experience and be around you."I know I had the dumbest look on my face. Whatever I'd thought he had to say, it wasn't this."What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, confused."It means that I'd like to be friends, for now." He clasped his hands together and waited."Okay." His eyes lightened and a crooked smile appeared. I picked up my food, ignoring the stares I could feel boring.