[Author's note: As with all stories in this series, it's a true story. The names in this case, with only a couple of exceptions, have not been changed to protect the innocent and not-so. Thankfully, as far as I know, my family doesn't read Literotica. Enjoy.]
Chapter 11: Happy Thanksgiving with my cousin and her two friends.
I spent Thanksgiving visiting family. Brian, my house-mate, went to do the same with his family.
Brian had a lot further drive going up to Chicago with Rachel though. I just had to drive southeast of town by about 40 miles to the town of Newman, IL - population all of 630 or so.
Holiday visits down there were always fun. My mom and my uncle would be there, along with most of the rest of mom's side of the family. We come together along with some family friends to catch up on things then feast on turkey and all the trimmings. Food is followed by the traditional afternoon poker game out in the garage for the guys and the female topics inside for the ladies.
The poker games there weren't Texas Hold 'em, but games like my uncle's favorites, Black Mariah or High Chicago, both variations of seven-card stud. Quarters were our "chips".
When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I lost my ass in these games - as much as fifty bucks before I'd quit playing. Finally, by the time I turned thirty, I could hold my own and come out ahead by a few bucks. The last three or four years I was taking home as much as $400 in cash and quarters. Now that's a great way to end a fun Thanksgiving visiting the relatives!
As usual, my cousin Nicole was there. She was a thin, 5' 7" total hottie blonde with nice tits, great legs and an ass that was approaching a semi-circle. Black guys chased her to no end now that she lived in Champaign-Urbana and I know she had dated at least a couple and probably fucked a couple more. She also had an old high school flame that still wanted to marry her, but he was a farmer and Nicole had no intentions of marrying a farmer and living out in the country. Nicole, now 22, had moved to the "big city" and loved the life of dance clubs, bars and rowdy boys.
Nicole graduated cosmetology school after high school and had earned her hair stylist's license. Soon after, she landed a job at one of the trendy hair salons on campus. I have no doubt that her looks played a role. Nothing brings guys to a salon more than a hot girl working on their hair and girls probably trust a good looking stylist with great hair to make them look nice as well.
The great thing I like about Nicole is she almost always has cute female friends she hangs with. They are usually too young for me, but they are fun to look at and flirt with.
This year, Nicole's friends weren't as fine as past years, but they were cute. Lisa was a sexy, 23-year-old girl who looked like she might be part Puerto Rican with her dark complexion. She wore a snug black shirt and some blue jeans without back pockets that were very form fitting and accentuated her ample, round ass. The guys all noticed her.
She was a slender 5'3" or so, with a cute, flirtatious smile that came readily. Her complexion was a little rocky with some acne covered up with some heavy make-up. She also wore braces, which made her, in my opinion, look much younger than her real age.
She too was a cosmetology grad - one of Nicole's fellow students actually. Not surprisingly, her hair and makeup were nicely done.
Nicole's other friend was named Jessie. She too was a beauty school grad and had great hair and makeup, but she was chubby girl, probably weighing 230 pounds on a 5' 5" frame. She had decent proportional curves including big boobs, and a friendly personality. I'm not a chubby chaser so I wasn't terribly attracted to her, but I'm sure plenty of guys out there would find her plenty attractive and desirable.
Nicole introduced me to both girls and I was a gentleman. Even though I really wasn't in flirting mode, I was still very nice when they were introduced to me. Out of habit, I complimented them on a couple things about their appearance and said it was a pleasure to meet such pretty young ladies.
I noticed at least four college-age and older single guys sniffing around the girls, looking for a possible hook-up, but the girls looked as though they would rather watch golf on TV than endure amorous advances from their prospective suitors.
Not so with me, I noticed as Nicole and her friends made it a point to sit at the same big table with me and my mom, uncle and favorite cousins.
"Coincidence?" I mused to myself.
"Not likely," I answered myself.
I pulled Nicole aside into my uncle's office while her friends were elsewhere getting courted by a couple of new pussy hounds that had just arrived.
"So who are your friends? They seem friendly, for lack of a better word."
Nicole laughed.
"They weren't doing anything for Thanksgiving as their families aren't around here so they asked if they could come down here with me," she said.
"I sense there's more."
She laughed. "They saw your picture from last year and I told them you were recently divorced. They asked if you would be here this year so I called your mom and she said you were coming today. So, they are here and they think you're really, really cute. By the way, you look great since you've been working out." She touched my shoulder.
"Oh, brother. Nicole, what am I going to do with you? Thanks for the compliment though."
"Your mom said you weren't seeing anyone. Jessie and Lisa are both single. They are nice girls, too, if you're interested."
"Thanks for thinking of me Nicole. I think I might be a little old for boyfriend material for them, don't you think?"
"I think they like older guys."
"I give up." I put my arm around her shoulder and we walked back out to the garage from my uncle's office.
We went back out to the poker table where they were getting started. The Lisa and Jessie were there, sitting behind the empty chair I had staked out as mine earlier. They visited with me while I tried to play cards, but I lost my butt through several hands, in part because I wasn't concentrating on the game.
I excused myself from the girls, and turned to concentrate on the game.
The girls went into the house to hang with Nicole.
I won the next game, a modest pot from a 5-card draw hand. From there, I endured some good-natured teasing from some of the older fellas there that I should be chasing tail, and not taking their money. I just laughed and told them the secret to getting tail is to leave them wanting more.
Things continued to turn around as I won three more of the next seven games after that, including both halves of the Black Mariah game. I was probably up about two hundred bucks or more, and the teasing grew in intensity. The girls came out to check on me and the guys were telling them to take me with them or at least sit down behind me a talk to me.
Lisa and Jessie were a little confused until one of the guys told them I was losing when they were distracting me with their good looks earlier and since they left, I had been winning. At that point, the girls understood what the old guys were saying and the flirting went overt. They kissed and tickled me and other guys at the table were happy as far as their wallets were concerned.
I played for another half-hour before throwing in the towel. I had mixed fortunes, but nevertheless left about a hundred bucks ahead overall. More importantly, I think all had a great time.
I visited with the rest of the family in the house for another hour or so after bailing out of the card game. The family inside asked me why I wasn't still playing cards and I jokingly told them I was showing the old guys out there in the garage a little mercy. That brought a chorus of groans and chuckles from those wives and girlfriends present.
I was getting ready to head on home about the time my aunt and uncle were putting the stuff out for folks to feast again for dinner. I made myself a plate to go for the following day and said my good-byes, giving them hugs and thanking them for the hospitality.
The girls caught me on the way out and Nicole asked if they could see my new place. I told them to bring some swimwear and to call me for directions when they were ready to come over. They were all smiles.
I got home around 6:00 and by 6:15, the doorbell rang. It was the girls. "Well, come on in ladies."
"Your mom gave me your address when I called yesterday," Nicole said. "It was easy to find."
Nicole gave me a hug and I kissed the backs of the hands of Lisa and Jessie and thanked them for coming over.
I gave them the tour and they were impressed. They liked the house and how it was decorated, and my bedroom as well. I thought it telling that Jessie and Lisa tried the bed. They encouraged Nicole to try it as well.
"Girls, it's a bed!" I protested.
"It's not just any bed," Lisa said and the girls giggled.
Jessie quietly commented to Lisa and Nicole that there were no notches on my bedposts yet and all three girls giggled some more.
They loved the Florida room with the Jacuzzi. It was pretty nice out there, I have to admit. There was a nice outdoor sofa and some comfy chairs, a thirty-some inch flat-panel near the tub, outdoor carpeting and the works, plus a nice view out back.
We got to the basement. When they saw the stripper pole, they were drawn like moths to a flame.
"Oh my god!" Nicole gasped as she first saw it, pointing towards it to her friends.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Oh, wow." Lisa smiled. "How cool is that!"
Lisa made a beeline to it and demonstrated some saucy moves on the pole. I turned on some music and she looked as though she had potential. Nicole joined her and they did some half-sexy, half-clumsy stuff together. My cousin needed some pole practice. Jessie meandered over and joined the fun.
"Can I get you ladies a drink. Bar's open." The noticed the well-stocked bar and they were in awe yet again.
I made a bunch of drinks as we talked for almost an hour, about half of that time was over the bar. The girls were drinking like it was a party. In that time Nicole and Lisa were working on finishing their third and Jessie was on number four. If I had three drinks in an hour, I'd be getting queasy.
They all went to powder their noses while I made more drinks. When they returned, Nicole brought up the hot tub, saying they had their suits and were ready to get into the Jacuzzi. I told them that they could change either downstairs in the basement or out in the Florida room. I carried fresh drinks up to the hot tub on my way to my bedroom.
I went to my bedroom and put on some trunks and when I returned, the girls were waiting for me. Nicole and Lisa wore some sinfully cute bikinis. Jessie was confidently showing her body in a sexy one-piece suit, and her breasts had to have been D- cup or larger.
Nicole's boobs in that bikini surprised me as well. She was a good C-cup, pretty impressive for the nerdy little girl with glasses that was skinny as a rail and until she was about sixteen or seventeen. She had certainly grown in all the right places into that great size 5ish body she had today.
"Helloooo Joe," Lisa said, licking her lips and running her fingers up outer thighs and over her enticing hips. The booze was lowering inhibitions. Nicole and Jessie weren't exactly shy about showing off either.
I watched their asses as they got in ahead of me. We sat in the tub for a while and Lisa and Jessie moved to the seats on either side of me and Nicole sat next to Lisa. It was good, relaxing fun.
I must say, I was imagining all three without their swimwear. Once in a while they would sit up and I could admire their boobs above the waterline. They noticed, as the longer we were in the tub, the more time they spent sitting up so the water was right at or below their bustlines.
There was also some playful touching as well and that grew as time progressed.
