uncle

Summer 4

I slept like the dead. If Summer had spent the night masturbating, I’d missed it although, spent as she was when I’d put her to bed, I doubted she’d woken even once.The next morning, I woke early, feeling energized, curious...

Summer 3

I drove back to the house in silence. At least at first. It wasn’t awkward. In fact, it was companionable. I’d put a CD in – Crosby, Stills, and Nash. She’d probably never even heard of them. God, she was...

Summer 2

I’m not exactly an early riser. Neither, apparently, was Summer. Not a peep as I made my way out to the kitchen after throwing on jeans and a clean t-shirt, and starting breakfast. Coffee first. Sugar and cream. Some habits...

Independence

"We are such perverts, aren't we, Uncle Charlie?"

It was easy to assure the niece who had become my plaything that I did not at all mind her finding a part-time job at a family-friendly restaurant.She floated the question while her smooth warm nudity cuddled against me under...