I only had my eyes on one man. He was right there for me through the ups and the downs. He knew what turned me on. He knew how to get my juices flowing up and down my thighs. But would you judge me if I told you this man of my dreams was none other than my Uncle? My Uncle Trey always liked it rough. He would always wrestle around with me as a kid. He was always the strongest. It took nothing for him to pick me up and toss me around, whether it was in the pool or that time at my cousin’s 10th birthday in the ball pit. I should have known that he could be that rough on the mattress. We were always close. He was the only one I could really connect with, especially with the pathetic passes some of these high school and college boys would make at me. They were a joke, if only they knew I needed a real man. Uncle Trey was that man. I remember the first time I saw him lifting weights. His sculpted body was sweaty and raw. I knew right then and there what I really wanted in a man. Little did I know, that’s exactly what I would get one day. But what really happened between my Uncle Trey and I that I can’t tell you now. It will take a minute for you to sit down and relax, especially with how hot it might get. Read on to find out ;). _This is a Tara Day short: a~6,000 word long SHORT STORY with a HEA! Tara Day is a romance writer who chronicles everyday families and their fight against societal taboos to find love and satisfaction. **No one is related in this story** Real world relationships are passionate, wild, and a little dirty at times. If you are looking for a story like this, then look no further! _