Chapter 4 - Four: The Dinner

Chapter 4: Chapter Four: The Dinner

Helen picked one of the bowls of porridge and sat in her seat.

I followed soon after, sitting in the seat beside her.

Simultaneously, Helen felt a little bit of discomfort as she sat down.

A slightly itchy feeling had begun emerging in her inner thighs.

She felt she could still endure it for sometime, and decided to push the thought aside for now.

She picked up her spoon and took a spoonful of the porridge into her mouth.

I watched her expression closely, knowing that the degenerate scent was in effect from two she pressed her fair, tender thighs together to hide her growing arousal.

I smiled sheepishly knowing full well what was happening to her.

"How is the porridge?" I asked, hiding my smile as I noticed that she seemed to be just eating the porridge absentmindedly.

"Cough.. it’s... uh... Nice I guess," Helen finally found the words to describe it.

I could see the awkward reaction in her reply. It was cute seeing her act a little flustered and embarrassed.

"You know you’re really bad when it comes to telling lies." I said casually, while placing a spoon of porridge in my mouth.

"It’s nice actually," Helen finally said. Her hand smoothed her thighs a little, the motion causing her previously folded fabric to smoothen.

"You seem to be feeling hot? Should I put on the air conditioner?" I asked, my eyes lowering to her inner thighs for just a fraction of a second.

"Yeah, please turn it on" Helen tried to speak as calmly as possible but I could sense the tremble in her voice.

Helen couldn’t completely understand what was happening to her, she felt the air conditioner would ease the itchiness she felt between her legs.

It would be a little embarrassing for her to scratch her inner panties at this moment, especially while she was conversing with her uncle so closely.

I stood up and walk to where the remote to the air conditioner was, then picked it up.

As I brushed past Helen, the intensity of the wetness of her pants had increased a great deal, until it was clearly visible if one looked closely.

The young lady didnt notice yet, as her mind was still occupied with the porridge, chatting with me, and the itchiness between her legs.

Her cheeks shown bright red as the close distance between us intensified the degenerate scent.

I could see her squeezing her legs together as she tried to have control of her body. The motion seemed to press more wetness out of her already damped panties.

’The longer I stay here, the more soaked her panties will be’ I muttered internally, amused by the entire situation.

It was like a bodily torture she was having to deal with all by her self.

I stylishly hovered around there a little bit cause I love the reaction on her face that I was seeing.

As she dipped her spoon into the plate and open her mouth gently, her imagination betrayed her as she thought about naughty things with the spoon

’She couldn’t notice how much I had been staring’

several attempts were made to hide and even covered her mouth as she buried the spoon in her mouth so she wouldn’t let any moan escape.

"I’m back and with the remote incase it gets too cold or hot for us.... Do you feel better now?"

"Yes," she replied quietly as she nodded along side, avoiding to look up at my face.

"I think your mum should have arrived by now," I said

"I think so" she said, "Do you think we should call her?"

"Yeah, perhaps we can, after the dinner." I added with a smile.

After the brief conversation, a wave of silence descended on us.

It stretched for a few seconds before I spoke up,

"So... What is your plan for the summer exam, how do you plan on reading?"

Her mom had told me over the phone that she’d be having an exam during the summer, one of the reasons she had to stay behind.

"Well... I brought along a few reading materials, and there are pdfs online. Tomorrow I’d also be going with Sophie, my best friend, to the library so we could study for a few hours."

"You know, we do read together, so we could head to the school library after meeting at the school gate,"

Helen seemed to be talking more and more as the degenerate scent affected her.

I noticed she was trying to talk more to hide her uneven breathing.

My eyes flicked downwards for a second and I almost paused at what I saw.

Her love juices had spread through her thighs.

At this point I was sure she’d definitely noticed it.

With wetness that much there was no way she could ignore it.

"Cough..." I cleared my throat to hide my amazement, then replied to her earlier words, "Wow, that’s nice..."

"If by any chance, you need any adjustments on to the house that’ll make you comfortable don’t hesitate to tell me, okay?

Helen forced a smile, then answered quietly. "Yes, uncle."

Just as I had guessed, she’d noticed the wetness in her legs.

Her itchiness had also evolved to an aching throb between her legs that seemed to keep on increasing as time dragged on.

She wasnt one to touch herself, but she felt that if she didnt touch her self at this moment she might lose her mind.

Her uncle words seemed to turn into a blur.

All her mind could focus on was the incessant throbbing between her legs.

She swallowed repeatedly. And the porridge no longer felt appetizing.

Helen stretched her hand to get a cup of water to drink, then said softly.

"Please do you mind increasing the AC a bit?"

She wanted to drag my attention away from the fact that her panties were soaked.

If she was to stand up, I’d notice just how wet and slippery the seat had become.

Her thighs pressed together and her lips twitched briefly.

"Helen?" I placed my hand on her laps.

"Did you hear what I just say?" I’d called her name a few times and when she wasnt responding I could only place my hand on her thighs to drag her attention back to reality.

"Huh? No... I mean, yes." Helen awkwardly replied.

Her eyes lowered to her long, slender legs for a moment and she noticed my hand pressed against her thighs.

She wanted the hand to just lower itself forward, towards her wet crotch and... and...

Her thoughts were starting to trail off once more when she caught herself.

’What are you thinking of Helen? He’s your uncle for crying out loud!’

"Uh... uncle can I quickly use the restroom?" Helen forced a smile, her soft hand lowering to meet mine the moment she noticed I might soon touch teh wetness in between her thighs.

"Oh, yeah sure." I removed my hand from her lap signaling that she should go.

Helen knew it’d be a little embarrassing for her to stand up.

"Uh... uncle? Can you turn on the tv for a bit?" She said quietly.

"Okay." I stood up and walked over to the tv when Helen took he opportunity to rush to her room, taking advantage of the fact that I was turned so I wouldn’t see the wetness that coated her ass entirely.

’Interesting...’ i paused in my tracks, and stared at my niece fading back, along with the faint outline of her panties that was visible because of her wetness.

I stared at her for a moment or two, before she eventually vanished.

I shifted my gaze momentarily to the seat which she sat on before.

It was wet, and completely soaked with her love juices.

A faint outline of her crotch could be seen, specifically where her thighs had pressed together.

Staring at it, I swallowed.

I wanted to rush up and lick it, but, I had better things to do for now.

I figured what my niece was planning to do, so after a momentary deliberation, I walked over to her room.

Faint moans could be heard drifting from the bathroom.

It seems that due to the fact that she was in a haste she had forgotten to lock her room door.

Besides, she probably didnt expect her uncle to be a pervert.

I walked with steady steps towards her room, and entered silently, then tiptoed to the bathroom.

The sight I saw left me stunned... and aroused?