u/FrightenedBells

Hello! Looking for a semi-literate partner to play an Uncle x Niece scene. Kinks included will be degradation, light physical and emotional abuse, and power dynamic.

You only listened as your two employees joked about the new secretary. It hadn't dawned on you until now that they seemingly expressed themselves best with their hands.

"Aight so this is like DD right?" Max exampled by spreading his fingers, and then pretending to cup his portly chest.

"Y..yeeah" Terry hesitantly agreed.

Max immediately lowered his hands, and began to trace the air around his chest with open palms. "J cups bro. Don't even fight me in this".

"Bro that's fucking fake, everybody knows D is the last letter" Terry argued loudly.

"Nah nah, Jenny has DD's right?" Max asked in response.

"Yeah?" Terry replied.

"And you saw new girl is bigger right? Like way bigger" Max said.

Terry only nodded in response, and figured he knew where this headed.

"Triple D bro. It's the only way" Terry smirked and nodded to Max.

"Shut the fuck up!" Max laughed, and shoved at Terry.

You felt you could have smiled if you were ten years younger. Back then, you wouldn't have expected better from either of them. Back then, you never even needed to act responsible. As those two droned on about "new girl", you pretended that your name wasn't up on the side of an aging warehouse, or on the sides of a dozen utility trucks. You wondered in delight that your phone wouldn't ring when you were about to sit down and eat. That you could lie down and sleep, without thinking about how empty your bed was or if you worked hard enough today.

Pressure crossed your left temple as discipline forced reality back to your mind. You were responsible for everyone working here– including your niece, whom your employees brazenly drooled over.

You simply walked away from those two as they talked. Too much trouble. You figured if you walked for long enough, you'd find your way back to your office.. that, or someone would bother you for your help.

"Uncle!" A soft pitched cry called out to you at your side, followed by a messy knock of high heels. You steady yourself with a breath before turning to your niece as she approached you. Your tired eyes met her glimmering, honey colored ones as she explained her issue to you. You settled into your blank nod pose and admired her features instead of paying attention. Her jet black hair wasn't its usual emo, but instead a tightly wound bun sitting neatly behind her head, while her bangs gently rest atop her rimless glasses. Her cheeks were as soft and supple as the day you met her, which reaffirmed that she was more than just another pretty face in your office. Without thinking, you cast your gaze downward to catch an eyeful of her chest. It was quick. She looked–

"Uncle?" Raven asked. You quickly lifted your head, and scowled at her.

"We talked about this" You quickly scolded her.

"O-Oh! Yes, sir" She corrected herself, and continued on.

You relaxed yourself as you managed to avoid yet another accusation. The first and only recorded one still haunted you. Heavy legal fees nipped away at your expenses, and despite that fact, you couldn't help but feel tempted to just try and sneak another look your niece's chest. You'd glimpsed how her blouse strained the buttons, and at your height, you easily peered past the slitted openings that revealed her black lace bra.

Not even a minute later, you were back staring at Raven's tits. Something about today made trying too difficult. Your eyes shamelessly traced the impressive curve of her breasts. You noted how the fronts of her cups were outlined in her blouse, and how her pudgy arms acted as a ledge to keep all that meat neatly boxed in. You almost felt exhausted just thinking about how anyone could manage all that weight.

"..Uncle?" Raven rasped as she beckoned your attention. You quickly return your gaze, and see an equally frightened and disappointed expression on her face. "Were you..?" She led on, and raised her shoulders in a familiar defensive manner.

"Was I?" You repeated the question, and scanned her face. "Oh! Honey no.. I'm sorry. I've just been having a day.. I can't seem to focus on anything" You pathetically explained. That same pressure from before bit you again, as you remembered that was the exact same excuse that cost you over $100k in settlement fees.

"Uncle.." Raven called to you again. Her hand reached out and grasped yours, while her thumb gently rolled over the protruding veins beneath your knuckles. "It'll be okay.. I can only imagine how much you have going on" She apologized in a low, sweet tone. "I can ask Sarah for help. And uhm, if you need anything, I'll be at my desk" Raven added, and smiled up at you before she slipped away.

The moment her silky soft hand left yours, you felt your cock begin to swell. You stood there just to watch her leave– to view how her legs flexed with each step, and her body bounced with her natural saunter. You couldn't believe she accepted such a stupid cover, and that she actually felt bad for you..

And now, all you could think about was what else would she believe?