Catching my thong, he then took it to his mouth kissing it, to his nose smelling it, "the nectar of heaven," he grinned.
I smiled looking him in the eye, whispering with some coy in my tone, "isn't it a surprise to see you here."
He then took my hand kissing it, guiding me to sit next to him. "Always the gentleman," I answered him, taking my seat, crossing my legs with my left on top of my right.
"You know me, a helpless soul in front of beauty," he murmured, taking my hand to kiss it one more time.
I vaguely smiled, answering him, "your poor tormented soul," He laughed and handed me my cocktail. I murmured, "thank you."
"So it seems a lot has changed since your divorce," he commented while sipping on his drink.
"I suppose some things change, others don't," I answered curling a hair strand around my index. He laughed. "Who told you?" I continued asking.
"Aside from that lovely ring you have dangling in front of your pubic, I actually heard it from your father," he answered.
"Since when you two talk again," I said with a faint surprise in my tone sipping on my cocktail. "I thought he didn't. I thought none of the family did," I continued.
"As you said, some things change, others don't," he grinned. I laughed.
He was Jamie, my oldest paternal uncle. The story went that after my grandfather passed away, Jamie being the eldest, took control of the estate, the inheritance, the lot. Nothing special about that really. But then there was this little unhelpful nuisance. He was a womaniser and a gambler. The ever redeeming type; seeking the offered grace, may it be that of the gods or the devils.
Needless to say, the inheritance didn't stretch far and the relationship between the siblings soured. Again, nothing special about that really. But then again, there was another unhelpful nuisance, also a little one. The preferred narrative was that one night he was drunk and hit on my second uncle's wife. The unfavored narrative was that the two had an affair for a few months before the fig leaf fell. Usually, the preferred narratives are not particularly the most accurate ones.
"For how long have you been doing this?" He asked.
"Quite sometime now, around 6 months maybe," I answered.
"And still managing your kids, your work, them...?" He asked, referring to the family as them. It seems things are still sour.
"It is not easy, I have to say. But I like it here" I answered him while taking a sip on my drink. "There have been some close calls though," I continued. He grinned.
While we were chatting, I saw Big Teddy approaching us with a big smile on his face. "Well, well, old chap! Long time no see!" he grinned at Jamie, tapping on his shoulder.
"Not bad," Jamie answered him. "How is my little niece treating you?" He asked him.
Not that I felt surprised that Big Teddy knew Jamie or that Big Teddy's even knew Jamie was my uncle. I know better by now. Even better enough not to acknowledge it. Sipping on my cocktail, I watched Big Teddy taking a seat with us, to my left. Jamie was on my right.
"She is one of my best," Big Teddy answered him, leaning over to put his arm around me, making me slide towards him, to have my back against his shoulder and chest. "They pay well for what she has," he continued to him before turning his attention back to me, asking, "Has he seen that pussy of yours?" playfully brushing his hand on my thigh.
"He already did," I answered Big Teddy. "He even tipped her, twice" I giggled proudly as I sip on my cocktail, spreading my legs open proud of 'her'.
"Oh right... you had your dance, hadn't you" Big Teddy commented. He then reached to tug the red v-thong aside to expose my pussy, continuing to Jamie, "they love her," he boasted.
I moaned proudly, asking him, "only her?" Big Teddy leaned towards me kissing me on the lips while pressing his middle finger on the ring, on my pussy lips, messaging them with the ring under his finger tip.
"They don't make them like this any more, do they," Jamie smiled back, with a tone of pride in his words too. "How much are you making him?" He asked me as he lift my right leg, resting it on top of his left, making me open my thighs wider.
"It depends. On a good night around Β£500 I reckon," I answered him unsure, turning my eyes to Big Teddy. "You would know better I guess," I continued.
"Somewhere around that," Big Teddy agreed. "But she is only here for three or at best five nights every month," Big Teddy answered.
"Oh yes of course. You still have your kids to mind, don't you," Jamie agreed, while putting his hand on my inner thigh. "Maybe I can help," he continued.
"Oh that will be lovely," I answered them.
"Anything for my little niece," he grinned. "Spread your legs wider, let me see her better," Jamie asked me. Big Teddy helped me lift my left leg up over his right, spreading open both my legs now.
"Here she is," I giggled playfully as I slapped my pussy with my right hand presenting it to him. Jamie reached to feel me.