“This is some of your best work,” Uncle Alex spoke so softly as he continued reading. “Maybe you should do all of your work under supervision.” I glanced at him, and he was smirking at me with a cocked eyebrow. I could feel myself swallow as I set my pen down.
“May-maybe I should.” He nodded silently as he took the assignment from me and set it on the table.
“This is a great start, and I’m glad you agree you should be supervised during your homework sessions. I have been texting your mom about you coming over here more often for tutoring, and she thinks that is a great idea.” I stared at him in shock. That’s what he has been doing on his phone? Of course, Mom agreed to it. She probably thinks this weekend staying here is absolutely ingenious. I felt myself reddening in a mixture of shame, annoyance and probably the wine. I threw back the rest of my glass as I sulked a bit.
“So, you’re my tutor or my teacher or my babysitter?” I didn’t know why this irked me so much. I mean, I wanted to be wrapped up in his gaze moments before. Now? I can’t help but feel like the child they both still seem to see me as. I close my book, turning my glance away from him, feeling far too conflicted.
“Come on now,” Uncle Alex leaned forward looking slightly amused, “I thought we were all in agreement this is what was best for you.” I played with the hemline of my skirt as I purposely avoided eye contact. My very taboo fantasies having been running wild enough, now I’ll be in close quarters with him more? He almost seemed to have known what I’ve been thinking about at times too. Maybe he finds it all very amusing and is having a good laugh about it. Maybe though, I’m not the only one having thoughts they shouldn’t.
“You’re probably right,” I sighed. I needed to focus. This was about school, not my weird attraction to my uncle and teacher. “Before we get ahead of ourselves though, what is my extra credit assignment?”
“Hmm, why don’t we wait to talk about all of that until tomorrow. We have both had plenty to drink, and you’ve worked fairly hard tonight. I wouldn’t want to ride you too hard, just yet.” I could have sworn he winked before he stood up and took our glasses. Boy, he was right. I needed sleep before I could do anything else. I suddenly felt exhausted, and began packing my books back in my backpack.
“Would you like the bathroom first?” I offered, immediately blushing as I pictured him in the shower. Yup, definitely needed to sleep off the wine. That’s why all of this had been so much worse than usual.
“No, you go ahead and take it. I just installed a new shower head this week, so the pressure should be perfect.” I smiled and thanked him as I made my way to the back. I bring all my toiletries to the shared bathroom and begin looking for bath towels. All the ones I found seemed to be a bit small, but I shrugged it off thinking nothing of it. Uncle Alex wasn’t wrong about the water pressure as I stood in the steady stream, feeling the hot water run down every curve and crevice of my body. The new shower head looked a little odd in the middle, but I figured it was just some new kind I hadn’t seen before.