Uncle Randy and the Angry NieceChapter 10
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I wondered why my cell phone was ringing in the middle of the night. Then my eyes cracked open enough for me to realize it was bright inside the trailer despite the closed curtains. Sunshine, not street lamps.
I probably didn't want a translation of the Earlymorningcherylese that was mumbled next to my ear, so I reached for the phone instead. "Randy Long."
"Hey, it's Maynard. Have you left town yet?"
"Ummm ... no."
"Oh, good. I was afraid I was too late. It's after eight, and I know how you ranch-types like to get up early."
I listened, wrote down notes, thanked him, hung up, and snuggled next to Sleeping Beauty's evil twin sister. "Cheryl?" I said, gently caressing her shoulders.
Something in Earlymorningcherylese, too faint to make out individual words. But not to faint to grasp the meaning, if not the words.
I brushed back hair and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Cheryl?"
The eyelids remained closed, but I knew the beautiful orbs they once covered had turned flaming red with yellow cat-like pupils. "Lem' lee, fun peachit."
"Cheryl, I have a surprise for you."
"F'kov 'n'... " The eyes flew open. Human eyes. "You got it up again?"
"No, I..."
The eyes closed. "Then let me ge ba lee you..." The rest faded to grunts and then inaudibility.
"Well, okay, if you'd rather sleep than have breakfast with Tyrone Hayes."
I counted to six before the eyes slammed open and the head popped up from the pillow. "HUH?"
"Maynard called him and told him that his biggest fan in Texas had missed his performance because she was sick that day and wanted to meet him."
"AND WE'RE GOING TO MEET HIM AT THE RESTAURANT?"
"No, we're going to meet him at Chateau Sillerman. Molly is..."
"YOU MEAN NOBODY ELSE WILL BE THERE BUT US?"
"Well, Maynard and Molly and I planned to join you since we haven't had..."
"OHMIGOD! I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR!"
I thought she looked just fine even without her necklace. I was pretty sure Maynard and Tyrone would agree with me, but I guessed Molly would want her to wear something. Probably something more than just her necklace.
Cheryl sat next to me, her head on my shoulder, listening to her autographed CD of Rockin' Mountains. As I pulled onto the overpass of the state highway leading to the interstate, she sighed sweetly. I glanced down and marveled at her expression. It was equal parts of contentment, awe, disbelief, and the post-orgasmic afterglow from one final session before we departed.
Yeah, she'd gotten it up again. My niece, the miracle worker.
"You haven't said what you think," I noted.
She kissed my shoulder through my shirt. "I think I hope Mom never finds out you're straight. If every summer can be like this, I want to spend all of them with you. If ... if that's okay with you."
"It's okay with me, but I think Keith would like you to spend some of that time at the Summer Dude Ranch."
"Oh. Yeah! That would be cool, too!"
I grinned and kept my mouth shut. I knew that anything I said might be used against me, even if she was happy at this particular instant. One advantage of knowing a lot of women is that your survival skills get sharpened. You realize that gloriously happy moments can become arguments with one wrong word. I didn't want to utter that word.
"You know, I was surprised that he was just a kid."
I probably should keep my mouth shut, I realized, but I decided to risk speaking. "Honey, when you were about to enter the ninth grade last year, I remember that you didn't think you were 'just a kid.' Has your opinion changed now that you're so much older and wiser?"
"Oh!" She blinked. Twice. "I didn't think about that. He didn't act like a star."
"That's not true."
She frowned up at me as White Water Canyon ended and Gold Fever began. "Huh?"
"Man! I wish I could think of witty responses like that."
"Asshole."
I risked a glance and found her smiling, not snarling. I gave her a quick kiss and returned my eyes to the road. "He acted like Tyrone Hayes. Tyrone Hayes is a star. Ergo..."
"Leggo my ergo!"
I glanced down at the smug grin. "Takes an asshole to recognize an asshole, I guess."
"No light shines out of yours, either, you know."
"Hmpf!" I grunted. "As I was expounding, he's only been a star since Thanksgiving. But I don't think he's going to change that much. Maynard told me about his family. Kids usually turn out the way their parents are."
"So you think I'm going to turn out like Mom?"
"I think you're going to be an exception to that rule. That's why I haven't shot you in self-defense."
"You 'shot' me plenty of times last night."
"Yes, but that was assault with a friendly weapon."
She sighed, replaced her head on my shoulder, and circled it in a caress. "You got that right." We were at the Interstate before she spoke again. "I still think we should have stayed another day. Tyrone would have introduced you to 'Little Momma' and you could have seen her boobs up close."
I no longer had to worry about bear traps. Instead, I was now worrying about wolf traps. I was pretty sure Cheryl was teasing. Pretty sure. But sometimes relationships change with no advance warning after the participants take that final step in the bedroom. That's what happened with Marcia Phelps after I performed her first concert with the pork trombone when we were sixteen. Jokes that made her laugh the day before suddenly became reasons for jealous furor and raging anger. It was far too early to tell what effect our new relationship would have on Cheryl.
Tact. I'll try tact. "Honey, you know that my chances of seeing them in all their glory, the way I've seen yours, are less than zero. Besides, I'm sure I wouldn't like them anyway. No doubt her aesthetics aren't anywhere equal to yours."
She was quiet for a long time. I was beginning to wonder whether she was dozing off or pissed off when she raised a hand and pointed. "Pull over in that rest stop."
I hit the turn signal. "Time to go pee?"
"No."
That's what I was afraid of. Because of the huge fifth-wheel camper I was pulling, I always parked in the truck area. I pulled in next to a Wal-Mart semi and killed the engine. Cheryl straightened and turned to me.
"Uncle Randy, what's wrong?"
"Wrong?"
"Uncle Mandy! If I wasn't a kid in the ninth grade, I'm not one now, either. Don't treat me like I'm one! You've been dancing around me like I'm an eggshell now and you're afraid you'll step on me and crush me." That was one of Mandy's sayings, courtesy of Aunt Emily.
Her smooth forehead wrinkled and her eyes grew watery. "Until last night you were my best friend and made me feel loved. Now that we've fucked, you treat me more like a stranger than your niece. Is it because you don't love or respect me any more? Or is it because I've done something wrong? Is it because I wasn't good enough my first time, like you expected? Is it ... Well, what is it? What do I have to do to get my Uncle Randy back? Or is it to late to get him back?"
Oh, shit.
A tear crawled from the corner of her right eye. "I thought having you was the best thing that ever happened to me, even better than meeting Tyrone Hayes, but now you're making me feel like it was the worst thing ever. Like it was a huge mistake."
"Cheryl, I ... Look, it's not easy to explain, and it may sound wrong at first. I'll explain, but let me finish before you say anything, like I did for you. Okay? It may not come out right, too, so don't jump to any conclusions that will make us both feel worse before you understand. Okay?"
Cheryl definitely isn't a kid any more. She listened quietly while I explained. A couple of times she looked like she was biting her lip to keep from saying anything, but she let me explain what I meant every time the words came out wrong.
When I finished, she nodded. "Yeah. Okay. Daddy always says our lives are guided by past experience. Now I see more clearly what he means. But Uncle Randy, that sure sounded like you expect me to be like Mom."
I hadn't thought of that, but she was right. I nodded. "Good point. I guess if I'd realized that, I'd have saved myself a lot of worry. And you a lot of grief, huh?"
"I guess. But you can't help doing dumb things. You're only a man." Her hand slid up my leg and squeezed the little buckaroo through my shorts. She grinned. "Lucky for me."
I managed to get enough sleep to get up refreshed at seven, mainly because the little buckaroo had failed to respond a third time to Cheryl's demands. Since the Canyon Cliff Campground had a laundromat and an adjacent cafe that catered to the passing traffic, we did laundry while we had breakfast. I didn't want to have to explain the condition of the sheets to Keith and Joyce.
After the sheets were back on the beds, Cheryl decided that she didn't want to explain, either, so she pushed her shorts and thong down, bent forward, and rested her hands on the kitchen sink. We had one for the road because she was just too cute for my short partner not to respond.
"That should last you until tonight," she said as she cleaned up afterward.
"But will it last you?"
Her only answer was a feral purr.
But there was no "tonight" because Keith and Joyce met us in front of the house and insisted we spend the remainder of the afternoon and the night with them as their guests. Keith looked so desperately pleading that I would have agreed if Cheryl hadn't beat me to it. She lightly lifted an eyebrow at me afterward in question. I slowly nodded that I again understood her reason, earning a smile that made me quiver like a schoolboy about to get his first kiss.
I called Diego to tell him we would be delayed until the next day. After I hung up I said, "Cordillera's in labor."
Keith tensed and looked concerned, throwing a worried glance at Cheryl encircled by his arm. "Do you need to get back?"
"No," I said, and he relaxed. "It's not her first, and everything's normal. But Cheryl's Blaze will probably have a playmate by the time we return."
"Cool!" said Keith's armful, bouncing on her toes. Joyce caught Keith's reaction to that and for just an instant a sad-yet-happy smile flickered across her face. Then the armful looked up at Keith and cranked up the charm. "Papa Keith?"
I thought the man would burst into tears as he looked at her in surprise. "Yes, Little Missy?" His voice was slightly choked.
Joyce's hand gripped my forearm and gently squeezed.
"Do you have lots of little horses born here, too?"
"No. All of the males are geldings, either when we buy them or after they arrive."
The Eeew! flickered for an instant. Then, "I see. Hey, I've been wondering. What all do you have to do to run a dude ranch, Papa Keith?"
Joyce squeezed next to me and spoke in a low voice, though we both realized Keith wouldn't have heard her if she'd screamed. "Wherever do you find nieces like that? Are the rest of your family's kids like her?"
"Joyce, I love them all and they're all wonderful, but she's unique. Maybe it's because she's trying to be the antithesis of her mother."
She nodded slowly as Keith steered Cheryl down the sidewalk, his free arm pointing in various directions as he explained things. Her voice was faint, like she was thinking out loud to herself. "The Buddhists say Karma has to balance. If she's the balance to your sister, then maybe it's a lucky thing your sister turned out the way she did."
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Sherri waited on the computer the following evening at the time she and Randy normally chatted. She wondered if he would show up tonight. The time of their regular meeting came and went, but no Randy. Sherri did her best not to be too disappointed. After all, he was married and there could have been many reasons he was not able to show up. Sherri waited another 30 minutes, then turned off the computer and slowly went to bed. She did not sleep well that night. There were too many thoughts going...
Sherri watched Randy pull away from the hotel and give her a wave as he drove by. She knew he couldn’t see the tears on her cheeks, so she waved back at him. Just to make sure Randy didn’t suspect anything, Sherri started her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She saw Randy turn onto the highway and head toward his home. Sherri drove home slowly, her emotions all mixed up. She was so glad that no one was waiting for her at home. She really wanted to be alone and try to sort all her...
Next was Randy who selected Samantha as his date. She called herself, "Sam," and she didn't live far from the country club where Randy, Guy and Bernie had agreed on the Bachelor4U game. Sam suggested meeting at the Xhib Club near her house. She said it was a fun place. He hadn't been there, and knew nothing about it but was curious. Sam said there was a parking lot across the street. She would be waiting there at nine the next night. Randy found his way into the older part of town, and pulled...
Group SexThey drove out to the farm to have an afternoon fuck and discovered that construction crews had cleared the area where the shed had been and were preparing to build an industrial building. Randy quickly called his mother to find out what was happening. She told him that the brothers and sisters had met and decided to sell the farm to developers who intended to build and industrial park where the old farm had been. She then asked why he wanted to know and Randy quickly changed the...
CHAPTER 1 BACKGROUND: Jack and Jill Hill have five married children and Frankie. Frankie has stringy hair, wears glasses, still suffers the occasional skin eruption, had been a straight ‘A’ student and her given name is Frances. * * * Unknown to Frankie Hill, the big worry for her parents, siblings and many of the extended family was her parents turning sixty within the next twelve months and having a 30-year old child still living at home. Really appalling for Jack and Jill was the thought...
As Randy came inside of my wet hungry cunt, he slipped out and I escaped from his grasp, locking myself in the bathroom.I sat on the toilet for several minutes trying to gain control of my body and mind.How could I be thinking of allowing a stranger to fuck me with his huge black cock as my beloved husband was passed out upstairs and his remaining friends were outside at the back yard. I cleaned up my sore cum filled cunt and put on a new bikini. I looked in the mirror to make sure everything...
Katie and RandybyNotDoctorPhil©(A note: I am always interested in sharing fantasies and developing new ones with others. If you're interested in sharing fantasies, and perhaps having an orgasm or two together, contact me.)*Young Katie's heart jumped as soon as she walked into the living room. Her mother had left for a three-day work trip, and having came home from college for the summer, Katie intended on spending quiet weekends with her father, Randy. They'd planned for the day. In the...
About a year after Rita and I married, I came home one afternoon and found our friend Randy’s VW bus in the driveway. I didn’t think too much about it since Randy and I were good friends. When I came in, Randy and Rita were in the living room. We chatted a bit and then Randy said he had to go. After he left, Rita asked kiddingly what I would have done if I had “walked in on the two of them.” I immediately became aroused and told her that I probably would have left so...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
It had been three weeks since I've seduced and had sex with Randy. The morning after our first encounter, we have had hot morning sex all over my house and we even exchanged phone numbers so we can call each other. I was on my lunch break while at work when my cell phone rang. It was Randy on the other line and he greeted me with a sweet hello. God! Even hearing his voice sends shivers down to my spine. "Hey, how you're doing?" He said to me. "I'm fine, thanks. How about you, Randy?" I...
Vanakam friends, indru kathaiyil ilamaiyaana kathaliyai pirantha naal andru avaluku parisaaga sunni kanjai kodutha kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. Enathu peyar Praveen vayathu 22 aagugirathu. Enaku oru kathali irukiraal aval vayathu 19 thaan aagugirathu aanalum intha vayatilum miga sexiyaaga irupaal. Naan muthal muthalil avalai chuditharil paarthen, aval palli padikum pozhuthu avaluku mulai perithaaga irukathathu pola irukum. Naan appozhuthu suma sight adipen, aanal enaku appozhuthu theriya...
I came out of the toilet to find Jack sitting on the bed smiling from ear to ear. “You brought back so many memories” he said “how about you?” “I didn’t believe there was such a thing” I replied “but now I know it is real I am so excited about the business”. “And Randy? What about him? Jack continued. I looked over and Randy was looking so happy. I looked back at Jack and grinned “I would say that was the first for me but certainly not the last. I can understand why women enjoy it so much. God...
After Anthony and Becky left I quickly cleaned up and took Randy back to Jack’s place. We had a new client on Sunday and I was loath to leave Randy at the house alone and couldn’t take him home with me. “How did it go?” asked Jack. “Fine Jack” I said “the wife was so happy”. I left Randy there and went back to my apartment. I turned on the computer and replayed the day’s events. I wasn’t surprised that Becky had enjoyed her little romp. I started to get feelings too and a session with a toy...
Unlike most boys growing up together my older bruther Randy and me played more differently than most siblinngs do. Sometimes he liked to make me play dress up and he usually wanted me to dress up as a girl. Randy typically would grab our sissters old dresses from their closets and bring them to me so I could try them on. My siss wore these dresses when she was elevin or twellve. I was in my early teeins at the time and I guess he figured they would fit. Truth was I didn't have the curves, but...
I always knew my time with Randy was going to be short. We liked each other very much and had great sex, but I wasn't totally her type and she was very wild and wanted to play the field much more so than me. We had very different ideals and goals, but that was okay. I always knew and appreciated what and who she was and never judged her poorly because of it. To this day I still defend her whenever someone badmouths her. Randy made a lot of guys, including me, very happy and was never really too...
Group SexHer name was Mandy Bullock aged 43, she stood five foot two in her size seven stocking feet, her long blonde hair hanging just over shoulder length and partially hiding the aspect of her medium build and largish 36DD bust line. Mandy although married To Ted Bullock for twenty five years, still had a very extensive sex drive whilst Ted's tailored off as his age increased, however both were devoted to each other to the point where they would humour each other where sex was involved. Like Ted...
It had been about a month since the night that Randy had forced his way into my life. Since his office was upstairs from my business we saw a lot of each other, but he never mentioned that night until today.Unbeknownst to him, I had thought of that night fairly regularly even though Al and I were still going at it pretty often. He was after all well hung and quite good at manipulating his tool.I was closing up for the evening and he wandered in to say goodnight like we were friends. Friends we...
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