For a few days after our mind-blowing evening together, things were really busy. Cindy's school work kept her occupied and between my work, and Aunt Christine being around, we really didn't have time for much more than a few kisses and some extra long, extra tight hugs.
Saturday night finally came around, and the three of us sat to watch a movie. Aunt Christine was on her recliner and Cindy and I were on the sofa. It was a bit chilly, so she put a blanket over herself and a few minutes after the movie started, she slid over to my side of the couch and snuggled next to me, with her right hand on my chest.
The movie had a few scary scenes and Cindy hugged me tight at one particular fright. Then, under the blanket, her hand crept down from my chest, slowly going past my belly. I peeked over and Aunt Christine, and she was totally engrossed in the movie. Her hand continued making its way between my legs and, on top of my thin shorts, began playing with my soft cock.
Aunt Christine asked, "Are you two hungry?"
Under the blanket, Cindy squeezed the tip of my cock hard, and said, "Yes, Aunt Christine, I would love to eat something."
"Anything particular, sweetie," she asked, as she made her way to the kitchen.
"Something hard, er, I mean crunchy, sounds good. And salty," Cindy said, her words dripping with double-meaning as much as my cock was dripping with precum under the blanket.
My hand, which had been resting on her shoulder, slid back and down to the waistband of my niece's shorts, sneaking inside them and letting my long middle finger split her ass cheeks and land between them. This was starting to feel really good for both of us.