Neglected Niece pt 1 - Sex Stories

Neglected Niece pt 1

Madison stared at the long row of suburban houses stretched in front of him on the street as he drove his truck past dozens of cars parked anywhere from right up to the curb all the way to practically the middle of the road. He was not fond of this aspect of suburban life. He preferred the big city and swore he would never settle down in a place like this.

He used to assume his older sister was the same but he was proven wrong about nine years ago when she married her current husband and moved in with him in his suburban home. Madison had been to visit his sister and her new family only a couple of times but now he was coming over to stay for nearly a month. The catch was that no one was going to be home but him. He was house-sitting while his sister and her family went on an extended vacation.

Madison thanked his luck that he was able to see the house numbers from the street as there was no other way he was going to be able to tell his sister’s house apart from the line of factory printed duplicates.

When he finally got to the address he lamented the sight of 2 vehicles blocking the double driveway, forcing him to have to park in the street like the heathens he had passed along the way.

He used his cell phone to let his sister know he had arrived before exiting the truck and trotting up to the door to ring the bell. “Who is it?” a young male voice responded through the speaker next to the door. There was a small screen with a young boy trying not to ...

... giggle.

“It’s your uncle Maddie,” he answered. “Go get Katrina.”

“Mom, some weirdo is here for you!” the boy ran off away from the camera. Madison was left starting at an empty living room couch for a long moment before he saw a teenaged girl sit down on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table.

“Hey, can you get “Kat for me?” he asked through the intercom, startling her. She nearly dropped her cell phone she had been obsessing over.

“Miss Katrina?” she shouted at the kitchen before scurrying off, leaving Madison to watch and empty room again.

Finally the front door opened and his sister Katrina was there to greet him. She smiled when she saw him and opened her arms for a hug. He hugged her back. “You have some weird kids,” he joked.

“Which ones did you meet? They didn’t open the door did they? I’ve told them to be wary of strangers.”

“They just answered the com, and I'm not a stranger,” he grumbled.

“I’ve told them not to do that too. It stops me from being able to answer it in the kitchen. Which one was it?”

“Well…” Madison did not know how to tell her two sons apart. Stuart was the older one at 9 and his brother was 8. They both looked like little copies of Katrina with shiny blonde hair, if she had a bowl cut. “Who was that girl?” he tried to change the subject.

“Oh, was it Mindy who answered. I’ll have to kick her ass for that later. She’s always making my life miserable.”

“I know you were months along with Stuart when you and James tied the ...