In the first chapter we met Rindi my 18 year old niece who moved in with me to get cheaper tuition. In chapter 2 we learned she had been teased most of her life.
-------------Friday
Once again I awoke with my erection poking at Rindis little butt. Damn I could really get used to that. I slipped out of the bed, into the bathroom. A quick shower, my erection went down enough so I could pee, did that in the shower. Something the uptight bitch of my ex girlfriend hated me doing.
Dried off, went back into my bedroom.
Rindi was still asleep. I left her in the bed. Went out to start us both some breakfast. Pancakes sounded good, I fixed about half a dozen figuring we both would need the fuel. Set the plate of pancakes inside the microwave to keep warm.
Back in my room, bed was empty, heard the water running in the shower. Bathroom door was open. Walked into the bathroom, could see Rindi through the glass shower doors.
I will never get tired of seeing her naked body and with water dripping down her boobs, she looked spectacular. My erection bounced right up. Down boy, I told it. You need to wait.
"What kind of eggs would you like for breakfast?" I asked, After sliding the glass door furthest from her open. I didn't want water spraying out onto the floor.
"Over easy, do you know how to cook them like that?" She asked.
"Sunny side up, over easy, over hard, poached, scrambled, or even three minute." I answered her. Over the years while my dad was being moms nurse, I had learned to cook. "Any way you want?" I told her. "Breakfast in five minutes then."
I went back to the kitchen, cracked five eggs, added some minced garlic. I don't use extra salt on anything, found out it is bad for the heart and might have contributed to dads heart attack, he salted everything. Added some fresh parsley.
Rindi came into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her head and another one wrapped around from her boobs to just past her butt.
Reaching to the cupboard behind me I grabbed another plate, put half the pancakes from the microwave on it and added two of the eggs. On the first plate I put the other three eggs. Got the real maple syrup from the fridge. Poured two glasses of cranberry juice. Took one plate and one juice to the dining room, set them in front of Rindi.
Went back, got my plate, two forks, the other juice and the maple syrup. Walked back to the table. Sat down at my place, next to Rindi. She smiled a very sly devious smile at me.
Moved her plate next to mine, the same with the juice glass. She got up and when I sat down, she just sat right in my lap.
That meal was the most interesting of my life. Every other bite I fed pancake to Rindi or myself, same with the eggs. She would squirm around from time to time, giggling and telling me it was the most exciting meal she ever had. Also very tasty.
I couldn't argue with either of those comments. Just drank my juice when both plates were empty.
There was still a liitle maple syrup on one of the plates and Rindi dipped her finger into it, I couldn't see what she was doing. She dipped into the syrup again. She stood up and let the towel fall to the floor.
She had smeared maple syrup onto both her acorn sized nipples and all over both boobs.
"Want some desert now?" She pointed at them. Grabbed the towel and folded it then put it on my lap and sat down facing me.
"Holy Shit!" She was so damn cute and there was no way I could deny her this little adventure.
First I leaned her back against the table so now the syrup would stay in place, it had dripped down to her belly. I licked up from her belly button to under her boobs. Licked the sides, the tops. Kissed the nipples, put nearly one whole boob into my mouth sucked until all the syrup was gone. Repeated this on the other side, this time massaging and fondling, squeezing and lightly pinching the one I had just finished.
Rindi was purring like a contented pussy cat. I was growling like a hungry dog. I started humming. Rindi was dripping pussy juice onto the towel.
I reached down and traced around her pussy lips with my finger. From the bottom up, side to side, not penetrating just teasing her little mound.
She was panting, gasping, creaming, obviously enjoying herself immensely.
I lifted her up higher so her back was now on the table and scooted my chair up so now her pussy was at mouth level and I sucked on it until she was dry, and yelling for me to stop.
Eventually, I helped her to stand up and she had that satisfied look that a woman gets after a very intense orgasm.
I smacked her butt and told her to go get dressed.
She came back after a while wearing the Hello Kitty t-shirt, no bra and the tight blue jeans.
"Want to play some pool?" I asked her.
"Okay but lets make it interesting," She said. "You can make one demand and I can make one."
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Every time one of us loses that person has to take off a piece of clothing." She said. "Thats my one demand. I'll be right back."
She ran off, came back a few minutes later, wearing a scarf around her neck.
"Okay then, my demand will be anytime one of us makes a shot, the other one has to give a kiss." I told her.
Straight eight ball, call the shots and bank the eight. We agreed and began playing.
Rindi broke for the first game, made three balls on the break. I kissed her on both cheeks and a quick peck on her nose.
She giggled and lost her concentration, missed the next shot.
I made five in a row before missing. She kissed my forehead after making me bend down, both ears, my nose and my chin. I swatted her butt.
She made a great rail shot, three easy short shots, and banked the eight easily off a single rail.
"Brat," I teased, "Since you won, I take off one piece of clothing, your choice?"
"Your shirt then," She pointed at it.
I pulled off my shirt and threw it at her hitting her in the face.
She held it to her nose and sniffed deeply. "Smells great, like a light musk and deoderant, something else but I'm not sure what it is?"
"Probably sweat," I replied. Since I just got beat by a girl, and on my own table."
She giggled, "We played all the time at home. Phil and Sheila were both good, they taught me. I practiced almost every day. Sometimes as many as fifty or sixty games. I didn't have friends and computer games get old."
She beat me four straight games, we kissed a bunch and I was naked now. At least with the cool air in the man cave my pecker was behaving itself. It may have been humiliation from losing.
Reminder to self, never play pool against Rindi for high stakes.
I put my clothes back on. Rindi went back to her bedroom.
Later on in the afternoon, I fixed us a tuna sandwich, one of my specialties is great sandwiches.
Putting four pieces of dill rye bread in the toaster I set it to the lightest setting. Hot bread but not toast is the first secret. Then my own blend of ingredients and a quality Tuna. Melted swiss cheese and cucumber chips also makes it better.
"RINDI! Get your cute little butt out here, lunch is ready!" I yelled.
After we had eaten, I asked if she wanted to watch movies.
I do occasionally buy a special brand of plum wine, its cheap but I like the flavor, it's only 14% alcohol so kind of mild unless you really over indulge. I poured myself a big glass. Rindi walked over and asked to have a taste. I gave her my glass and she took a sip.
"Yum! That's really good," She told me.
I got out a second glass and after filling it the bottle was empty. We took our glasses into the man cave. I asked Rindi what she wanted to watch. She didn't know.
"I've got one I think you'll like," I told her, "It's not been out very long so I don't think either of us has seen it yet." I set my glass into the cup holder on my theater chair.
I found my remote, turned on the 72 inch flat screen, listened to the eight speakers hum. Pushed the button to close the black drapes over the window.
Scrolled through the Smart screen set up, found the menu for one of the tv and movie sites I subscribe to through my phone company. Bob's Burgers The Movie. Anna my ex and I used to watch the tv series on occasion and it was usually quite funny.
Rindi and I watched the movie and it didn't disappoint us, it was well written and even better than the tv series.
While we were watching, I moved my arm rest up on Rindis side and moved hers up too. Her wine was on her right side in the cup holder. Mine was on my left.
I put my right arm around her neck, she took my hand and placed it under her shirt onto her right breast. I tweaked her nipple once and then just left my hand cupping her boob. Occasionally I would squeeze it gently, both of us enjoying the feeling.
The show ended and I opened the curtains to let the outside light into the room. It took a few minutes for our eyes to adjust after the dark. Turned off the tv. Picked up the empty wine glasses and carried them to the kitchen and put them into the dishwasher.
Reclining on my couch I must have fallen asleep. It was around seven when I woke up. Sometimes wine makes me sleepy. Rindi was asleep next to me, in one of the other recliners. They are comfortable.
