Her parents would eventually get the inevitable divorce.School had just let out, and I hadn't found anything for a summer job when I had gotten a call...from my uncle. He never calls me, just my dad. My uncle asked if I wanted to stay with him and Heather for the summer. I agreed to his conditions.He picked me up two days later. While we drove to his house, he reminded me of the rules I'd agreed to follow. He eventually turned on an oldies station, while I listened to metal from my mp3 player. We. She began to flag a bit by the time we got close to my halfway point, so we dropped the pace to a jog until we arrived. Alison told me she was used to running a five kilometer loops back at her old house, but said she was glad to change things up a bit, though it would take a while to get used to.We walked in slow circles, cooling down as we waited, then I showed her my favorite bench and we sat, hand in hand and watched the sun come up. It was a magical time on a normal day, but sharing it. But all the stuff really builds up to this story making it more erotic.Please read it until the end, you’ll enjoy it a lot. (Stuff starts to happen after half the story, so don’t stop midway)My email is – if you want to drop any suggestions.This story happened 2 years ago when I was in South Dakota doing my Masters in Science. I was a keen student back when I was doing my bachelors and I wanted to sum it up by doing MS. Now just like every other student out there, I was filling various forms. Almost all the gang are married now, with wives and k**s of our own, mortgages, and all. I think we're happier than the average group of old high school buddies. We're still close, and have a rotating monthly get-together where we go to the home of the month, drink all the beer, and trash the place. Our Moms always join us, since really they were the core of the gang. Since we're all older now, Moms and Sons, there is a lot of light-hearted sexual banter that goes on. I guess we're still.