Every girl has a pervy uncle. Maybe not an uncle, but at least a relative who got a little too friendly once she started to develop. I did not have an uncle like that, but one of my father’s friends certainly fit the bill. He is even married and has a daughter my age.
It started when I was just 15 or 16. He suddenly was a lot nicer. Hugged me closer and more prolonged and whenever his wife was not around, he tried to discretely grab my ass and play it off as fooling around. I recognised the advances but did not want to make a fuzz. Still, it was a bit creepy considering his daughter was my age.
His daughter and I always got along fine, but never ended up being close friends. Several years later after my first couple of adventures, he still had not changed. By this point, I was a little turned on by the idea of being someone’s secret fantasy and thought this would be an excellent opportunity to have a little fun.