Please read the first chapters of niece Rindi to get the background of how my 18 year old niece moved in with me.
-----------Saturday of week one.
I was sitting in my recliner when the knocking sounded on the back door, the driveway and garage are in the back, the lake is in the front. I opened the door. Escorted Candy into my living room.
She was dressed for work in her pirate wench outfit, I picked her up and we kissed for a few minutes while I squeezed and caressed her firm butt cheeks.
"Rindi," I yelled, Get your cute little butt in here.
"Hi Candy," Rindi greeted her.
"Please give Candy the grand tour," I suggested to my niece.
They went to the dining room first, through the kitchen to my man cave. "That's a huge television!" Exclaimed Candy. "Oh and a pool table, nice."
"This next room is just storing Uncle Roys camera stuff and some pictures." Rindi explained. They admired a few of the pictures. The black and white of a young girl had gotten a first place ribbon. One with two green frogs in a yellow dahlia had gotten a second place.
"Here is my room," Said Rindi, When they had come back through past the living room, where I was on the phone. I haven't slept in here yet though."
"Hello I'm trying to reach an Abbess Andrews, I told the girl who answered the phone.
"Let me check to see if she is available," Said the young sounding girl.
"Hello," This is Abbess Andrews, "How may I help you."
What do I say, I've never been in a situation where I don't know the person and now I'm about to invite myself and my niece to a high school prom? Start at the beginning I think, like I always advise everyone else.
"My name is Roy, and Candy, one of your students has told me you need another chaperone for your prom coming up in a couple weeks." I said.
"Candy told me she hoped you would call me today," the abbess tells me. "If you and your niece can come it would be the answer to our prayers."
I explained how Rindi had already graduated and that neither of us had ever gone to a prom before.
Abbess informed me she needed to run a background check to make sure we weren't criminals or sexual predators.
Told me about the live band that played 50s and 60s rock music mostly, along with some newer rock and roll and even some classic dance music. The band will start at seven and quit around eleven or a bit later if enough are still dancing.
After I gave the Abbess all the information she needed, I pushed the icon to disconnect and went to find the girls.
They had just gone into my room and hadn't closed the door. I stayed outside and listened.
"Uncle Roy and I have both been sleeping here," Rindi informed Candy, pointing at the bed.
"That is one big ass bed and look at all the mirrors!" Candy exclaimed, "Wow even one on the ceiling. You could watch yourself being fucked even."
Rindi giggled and said, "We haven't fucked yet, Uncle Roy says it will be better to wait a while until it can be super special, even though I'm tired of waiting. He has given me several boobgasms and pussy licking orgasms though."
Candy was a bit envious. "Damn, my boyfriend never does any of that, wants me to suck him, sticks it in, pops off and done. Would you mind if I borrow your uncle sometime?"
Rindi wasn't sure how to answer. "Well, I'm not sure," She said, When you kissed him, I got crazy jealous but it made me horny too. I think maybe if I could watch, I might not mind you two doing things."
The girls went into the bathroom and I went back to my recliner.
It was three thirty, I called out to the girls to come out to the living room.
"We don't want Candy to be late for work so she needs to leave," I told them. "Maybe she can visit one day when she has a day off."
"Every other Sunday and before four on Saturdays," Candy said, "Are my days off."
Candy got a kiss from me at the back door and left.
I reclined back in my chair. Rindi came out of her room. I motioned for her to come over to me. She climbed onto my lap.
"Hello there," She cooed cutely while looking into my eyes.
"Hello yourself Brat," I answered. "What do you think of Candy?"
"At first I wasn't too sure," She replied, "I thought maybe she was a golddigger just after your money. She is working at the restaurant to save money for college in the fall. She might turn out to be my best friend and she wants to have sex with you."
"What? Are you serious? I pretended to not have heard them both earlier. When I asked Rindi.
"Ha ha," said Rindi, "I saw you at the door in one of the mirrors, Candy was looking at the one on the ceiling so missed it. You heard her ask me."
Minx, I smacked her butt. She wiggled a bit. Smacked it again. I didn't want to hurt her but suddenly found myself getting hard at the idea of spanking Rindi while Candy watched us and fucking Candy while Rindi watched.
Rindi noticed I was getting turned on from the two swats. "Uncle Roy, does spanking me turn you on too?" She asked.
"Everything about you turns me on," I say to her.
She nodded thinking it over. Pulled her shirt off, unbuttoned her pants, took them off, put them on the seat next to her.
"If I say stop, will you quit? She asked.
"Rindi I don't want to hurt you," I said, "I get just as turned on kissing you as anything else, but spanking might be crazy.
"Promise to quit when I say so then," She said.
I got up, went and got two towels, took off my pants, didn't want her pussy soaking them this time and the leather sectional is cold on bare skin. Put one towel down to sit on. Put the other on top of her pants and shirt next to us.
I put her across my lap with her panty covered butt to my right side. Whap, I didn't slap hard but cupped my hand so it sounded like a loud clap.
Rindi snickered, "Come on Uncle Roy, I hardly even felt that one."
Was she asking me to hit harder. Did I want to spank harder? I think I'd rather kiss her than spank her. I grabbed her panties, peeled them off. tossed them towards her room.
Whack! "Ouch!" Shrieked Rindi. I looked at the red hand print on her right cheek. Whack! "Ouch!" Another shriek.
I was angry at myself, I had hurt her. I pulled her up to look at her face, massaging her sore butt cheeks.
Wait, was it possible, her pussy was leaking like a fountain I kissed her salty tears. My lips found hers, tongue inside her mouth. She moaned.
Rindi tried to talk. I pulled my mouth back.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
She nodded, then said, "I'm fine, I didn't expect to like it and it hurt but it also got me horny as hell, not as good as kissing but like an angry horniness, like, I'm not even sure..."
I kissed her again, rubbed her bare naked butt a bit more, massaging away the hurt. Only two swats but I had used enough force to leave two red handprints.
There are better ways to get excited but this was one we may or may not try again. I spun her around so her legs were over the back of my chair, she was face down her face near my throbbing erection. Her butt inches from my face, I kissed and licked the handprints.
Raised her a bit higher, licked her wet seeping gash, ran my tongue up and down that juicy slit until she cried out in orgasmic bliss. One thing about girls like her they reach orgasms really easily.
She was licking at my erection now, using her hands, tongue. Licking it like an ice cream cone, it felt amazing.
I wouldn't last long, so I just started back up with licking her little slit. She had a second orgasm almost immediately after mine finished.
I turned her back around so we could kiss some more. I handed her the towel and helped her clean up the liquid mess we had made.
--------------Sunday
"Shit! shit! shit!" Rindi was screaming.
"Okay, calm down and tell me about it." I told her.
"I wanted to model some of my clothes for you when they get delivered but damn it I forgot shoes." Rindi was explaining to me.
"Just go barefoot," I suggested. "I'll just pretend you're wearing glass slippers."
"Not funny and not helpful," she climbed up on my lap instead of jumping for a change. This meant I was going do something for her that I would object to doing.
Her tongue pried my lips apart, it didn't take much effort on her part, since I enjoy kissing her. She put my hands on her butt, put hers around my neck and purred.
"Can we go to ShoeMall today?" She asked me.
There's actually a store called ShoeMall?
"Aren't we expecting deliveries today?" I asked.
"Mine are coming later next week from the French store and VS." She told me.
"Bridget told me you were stupid and asked what VS were initials for. When she said what is this store, you said Hard On For Guys instead of Victoria Secrets. It made Stephanie and I laugh for quite a while." She giggled and smirked as she said it.
We went to Shoe Mall, at least they have some shoes here for guys too. Cute little 18 year old girls get all kinds of help from young guys working in shoe stores, three of them came running from various parts of the store. Fortunately a 35 to maybe 40 year old female was already asking what Rindi needed.
"If you help my niece, I'll just browse around a while." I informed Gail, the name on her low cut blouse informed me.
"Your niece?" she asked, "You look like maybe her older brother."
"He's my Uncle Roy," broke in Rindi, "He's stupid but I still love him."
"Brat," I hissed and slapped her butt, Go get some shoes."
I went and found some Rock Cress hiking shoes, these would be great for walking anywhere. Then I found the Vionics tennis shoes, got three pairs the same color, gray and light blue. I was done and headed to the check out. Used my debit card. Went to the car and used my key fob to unlock it, put in my four shoe boxes. Locked the car and went back inside. Nothing but shoes.
I hate shopping, i'm a broken record but dang it all, I hate shopping.
After a half hour, I went back out to sit in the escape. Turned the radio on and fell asleep.
Three days later, NO, I exaggerate, it was three hours later when Rindi came out to the car, said she had been trying to find me for 20 minutes, I pointed to my phone, said "Call me next time, stupid." I get my licks in when I can.
She asked me to drive to the entrance and the three boys were all carrying boxes of shoes to put in the back of the Escape. She grinned at me, "Aren't they all so cute."
I glared at her, "They look like young punks to me." I said.
"They all three work and are in college starting in the fall. Nice boys Uncle Roy." She defended them.
"Punks," I said.
When two of them brought out a second load I was stunned. "How many shoes did you buy?" I asked.
