Bardhini is her own aunt

I sat on the couch in my living room, staring mindlessly at the television. I didn’t care what was on; I just didn’t want to have to think. I was angry. I had been angry. For weeks. My wife, Nayani, had left for furthering her career as a principal. But while leaving she had unwittingly ensured that I am the local guardian of her sister’s daughter Bardhini, studying as a day scholar in a law school, since she didn’t see fit to take Bardhini, her niece to the college she principals now. Twenty years of marriage and this is what I got as Nayani is no longer available to me? A woman that needed to “find herself”? Couldn’t she find herself while I was at work? I wasn’t ready for this. She spent all of our marriage wanting to be the traditional wife. She took care of everything. She even insisted on home schooling Bardhini because she didn’t trust the public school system to educate her properly. I admit that she must have done an excellent job because Bardhini was now looking at her pick of schools. Nayani had never given any kind of indication that she was unhappy and now she just wants a career?

Now I was stuck with her niece Bardhini in a way. Who was quickly grating on my nerves? I’d spent much of her life working. Sure, we were close when I was home, but Nayani handled almost everything concerning her niece Bardhini. I got to do the fun uncle/niece stuff. Because of that, it was only now that I realized just how clingy she was. Perhaps it was a good thing that she would be headed off to school soon. She needed to learn some independence. Become her own person. That or she could wait until she’d been married for twenty years and go off and find herself too. I stewed a bit longer, finishing my muraba and setting it on the end table. I had intended to get up and change clothes. Go out and do something. Meet some guys from work. Anything was better than sitting in the house. As I sat planning my evening, I heard the garage door open. Bardhini must be home. She’d gone out to do some grocery shopping since I hadn’t done anything since Nayani left. I heard her come in from the kitchen and set some bags on the counter.

“Do you need any help?” I yelled to her.

“No, I’ve got it Uncle. I only picked up a few things.”

She walked into the living room from the kitchen and I couldn’t help but smile to look up at her. She was at that peak of womanhood. She was small, lithe…graceful. Her black hair was pulled back from her face and her eyes were twinkling at me. She had a dancer’s body, much like her mother, the sister of my wife. Bardhini could have attempted to make a career in ballet if it weren’t for the fact that she was so painfully shy.

“You get anything good?” I asked a bit too gruffly.

“Some stuff to make chicken and potatoes. I noticed you hadn’t been all that hungry lately.”

I nodded. She was right. I was too busy being angry to eat much. I turned back to the television.

“Uncle?”

I looked up. Bardhini had a look in her eyes.

“You could help me with something.” And then I recognized that look. “Could I do that thing? Our secret thing?”

That secret thing. That game we started. She would sit on my lap and discovered that if she pressed herself against my knee in just the right way, she could get off. She’d stopped doing it since her aunt left but I guess she needed a release. I looked at her and I couldn’t resist. “Sure, baby. Climb on up.” I scooted forward on the couch to give her the best angle and spread my legs. Bardhini straddled my left leg carefully and stared at the television. Almost hesitantly she began to move, back and forth, pressing down gently on my leg. I immediately felt myself harden. I ran my fingers up and down her back and watched as she closed her eyes and smiled. She quickened her pace and steadied herself with her hands on my knee. I leaned forward and smelled her skin. Her breath was coming in quick gasps now and I knew it wouldn’t be long. She must have really been backed up. It wasn’t long before a long, low moan came pouring out of her lips. She leaned back against me contentedly. I wrapped my arms around her carefully avoiding her breasts or anything else. Thus far, the game had been completely innocent on my part. As far as Bardhini knew, it was non-sexual on my end. It was just something she did and then went about her business. Which is what she did exactly at that moment?

“Thank you Uncle. I think I’m going to get up and cook dinner now.” With a quick kiss on my cheek, she went back to the kitchen. And I sat there with my cock twitching angrily in my pants. I could see the wet spot on my pants leg. I could smell her juices. I was replaying her orgasm in my mind and my cock continued to grow. It had been weeks since I had had sex. And what Bardhini didn’t know was that the game wasn’t non-sexual on my end. It aroused me. Fuck, it turned me on more than I had ever been turned on in my life. But she was my niece. So every time she finished, I went and found Nayani and fucked her senseless. Every time we played the game, Nayani was always there to take care of the raging hard on I had. She was good that way. But now I didn’t have Nayani. I didn’t have anyone. What I had was a niece that liked to get herself off and then walk away. I stewed in my anger. I could have taken care of it myself, just jacked off and been done with it. But I couldn’t. The unfairness of it all just settled down upon me. Nayani had left. She didn’t care about my needs, just her own. And here was Bardhini, only concerned about her needs as well. And I would be damned if I was going to use my hands when I had a perfectly healthy woman at my disposal. A woman who loved for me to get her off, but couldn’t be bothered to get me off. It was time for a change. Bardhini was going to learn the give and take of sex. I stood up and adjusted myself in my jeans before wandering into the kitchen. Bardhini stood at the counter peeling potatoes. I let my eyes wander up her body, traveling from her delicate calves, to her perfectly formed bum, and glorying in the sexiness that is a woman’s lower back. I came up behind her quickly, resting my hands on her hips and whispered in her ear. “Bardhini my dear, I think you need to come with me up to my room. I need to show you something.”

She turned around, a bit surprised. “Okay Uncle.” She quickly washed her hands, dried them on her shorts and then led the way up the stairs. I took a moment to admire the view from behind, reminding myself of what I had decided I deserved to get. I followed her into my room and shut the door. Not that it was necessary. It wasn’t like there was anyone else that lived here who might intrude. But it felt appropriate. “Bardhini, sit down.” I pointed to the bed. She settled herself on the end of the bed as I sat across from her in an armchair. I watched her for a moment. Could I really go through with this?

“Uncle, what did you want to show me?”

I took a deep breath. “Bardhini, do you like our little game?”

She gave a shy smile. “I do. It feels nice.”

“Why do you think I let you play this game?”

She thought for a moment. “You like to make me happy?”

“I do like to make you happy, baby. But, did you ever stop to think about how it made me feel?”

Her face grew blank. “No Uncle. I just thought you did it because I liked it.”

Yeah, I could definitely go through with this.

“Well, baby, I need to show you how I feel about it.” At this point I stood up, unzipped my pants and pulled out my erection. It had gone down a bit with the conversation, but it was still plenty hard enough to be noticeable.

Bardhini gasped. “Uncle! What…what…”

I glowered at her. “See, I know how you feel when you come to me to play your little game. Well, that’s the way I feel when you’re done. Except I’m not done. I’m still turned on.” Bardhini’s eyes grew wide. “How much do you know about sex? What did your aunt or mother tells you?”

She stuttered, “Th-th-that sex makes babies and it’s something married people do.” She finished off in a rush, almost as if it embarrassed her to say it. Great, Nayani or her sister hadn’t really prepared her for anything. What was she thinking, planning on sending Bardhini off to school completely uninformed? I rolled my eyes.

“Well, it’s a lot more than that. Your mom really left you out of the loop.” I decided to take it from the beginning. “See, when a man gets that feeling he gets hard. He’s turned on. He needs to have a release. It hurts if he doesn’t. Just like you do when you come looking for me to play your little game with you. And up until now, I’ve been content to let you play, because I always went looking for your aunt to give me my release. But your aunt is not here baby.” I stood up and walked towards her. “And you’ve turned me on. You’ve given me a wicked hard on with all of this teasing. And Uncle needs a release. Without your aunt here, I guess it falls to you. Come on baby, Uncle hurts.” I grinned evilly.

“No, Uncle. You can’t do that!” she gasped. “I’m your niece!”

“That didn’t seem to bother you too much when you were getting off on my leg.” I brought my cock close to her face and let it graze the side of her cheek. I was completely hard now and I wanted Bardhini to appreciate that fact. “Stand up.” I told her. “Take off your clothes. I want to see what I’m about to enjoy.”

Bardhini looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. Her mouth hung open.

“NOW!” I barked. It worked. Bardhini hated to be yelled at. She jumped up quickly and removed her blouse and shorts. She stood there in her bra and panties uncertainly until a curt nod from me made her realize she wasn’t finished yet. Those came off as well with zero ceremony. I generally prefer a bit more art when a woman undresses, but beggars can’t be choosers. Besides, I could always teach that later. Bardhini stood there hesitantly with her hands pressed uncomfortably against her breasts. Her mons was covered with the lightest of pubic hair, a pale blonde color. I came forward and pulled her hands away from her chest. Small breasts, perky and delightful, capped with nipples of the palest pink. I couldn’t resist them and leaned forward to press my lips against one. As I pulled the nipple into my mouth, I heard Bardhini’s quick intake of breath. I rolled my tongue expertly over the tip and smiled as I felt her body stiffen. She wasn’t sure exactly how to respond, but her body certainly seemed to know. I stood up and removed my jeans and t-shirt with as much ceremony as Bardhini did. None. I ran my hands briskly over my erection before pulling Bardhini’s hand toward it. “Touch it baby.”

“Uncle…I can’t. I shouldn’t.”

“Baby, you’re going to touch it whether you like it or not, so you might as well do it.”

She reached out tentatively before wrapping her soft hand around my member. I was hot and it was hot and I know she could feel the heat emanating from it. She stroked my cock delicately in a half ass attempt to imitate what I had just done to myself seconds earlier. “That’s it baby.” I sighed. “Now give me your other hand.” I reached down and grabbed it before she had a chance to object and placed it on my balls. “Now cup my balls sweetie. Feel that? Feel how heavy they are? That’s what you did to me. That’s what you are going to have to take care of.” I pulled her hands off. Grabbing my cock in my hand I brushed it against her lips. She darted back.

“Now, now babe. We can’t have that. You made it; you need to take care of it. Kiss it sweetheart.” I smiled my most uncle-like smile. Bardhini looked up at me, nervous and frightened, but leaned forward and brushed her lips lightly against my cock head. It jumped. “Look at that, he likes you.” I chuckled. “Now open your mouth sweetie.” She shook her head silently, but obliged. I allowed the swollen head of my cock to rest just inside her mouth. “Tongue it, baby. Show me you care about Uncle’s pain.” I gasped as I felt her soft little tongue brush across my cock. Slowly at first, a bit untried, but then with a little more eagerness. Perhaps this wasn’t going to be so difficult. I closed my eyes as I felt her tongue exploring the tip of my cock, moving around and under the head and even darting momentarily up into the hole, perhaps tasting the pre-cum I was surely oozing out by now. I placed my hand gently on the back of her neck and smiled down at her. “This is all very nice my dear, but not exactly what Uncle needs. Open wide.” I chuckled. Grasping her firmly by the neck I pulled her head close to me and pushed my cock into her mouth. I pulled her towards me until I felt her nose brush my pubic hair. I’m not huge. But 7 inches is a respectable size and certainly enough to gag an untrained woman. And gag she did. I shuddered as I felt her throat spasm around my cock and nearly came right at that moment. Bardhini was struggling and trying to push herself away, but I held her all the closer. I slid in and out slowly once or twice, relishing in the feeling of her wet tongue trying to push me out, before withdrawing. I didn’t want to scare her too badly.

“Good job, baby.” I was quick to compliment her. I wanted her to know that I was appreciative. She looked up at me, her eyes damp with unshed tears. I brushed her hair back from her forehead. “That what we call cock sucking. Something I’m sure you’ll become better acquainted with in due time. But for now…”

I pushed her back on the bed, leaving her legs hanging over the edge. “I do want you to enjoy this too.” I placed my hands on her knees and ran them up her inner thighs, separating her legs as I did so. Her beautiful quim met my eyes and it was a great deal damper than I expected. Perhaps she was enjoying this. I traced a small path of kisses up her left thigh up to her outer lips before switching to the right thigh and doing the same. Bardhini let out a few quick breaths that changed to a small squeak when I rested my lips against her mons. I darted my tongue down quickly to probe her cunt. She was tight, that was no doubt. My tongue worked its way in slowly before sliding lazily up to capture her clit. She cried like a mewling kitten and tried to dart away, but I grabbed her ass and pulled her further into my mouth. I traced lazy patterns on her clit and slipped my tongue down to gather more of her nectar before going after her nodule in earnest. I pressed it up against her and began lapping at it with increasing speed. Each time my tongue hit flesh, Bardhini cried out, twisting above me. I very slowly slipped a finger into her moist depths when Bardhini sat upright, a look of ecstasy on her face. I probed carefully and found her hymen. Not that I was surprised, but I did want to be sure. I pursed my lips around her clit and suckled it quickly, all while pressing up into her cunt. Her cries came rapidly and her body heaved above me. I withdrew slowly. I didn’t want her to come yet. I needed her to stay aroused.

“Uncle….” she whimpered. Her eyes were glazed with sexual intoxication.

“Not yet, baby.” I looked down at her and stroked my raging hard on. Her body was glistening with the sweat and it was absolutely gorgeous. “Not yet, baby…” I whispered as I jacked my aching member. I stared down at her quivering cunt with delight.

“But Uncle…I need to…get off. I need you to take care of me.” She cried. She sat up and tried to draw me down to her. I snapped. It was all about her. Once again. This big discussion about my needs and what I needed and it was all about her. Just like it was all about Nayani.

“Lay back, bitch!” Bardhini stopped and went pale. “I said Lay back!”

“Uncle?”

“I need to come. You’ve already gotten your rocks off once today. Now it’s Uncle’s turn. Lay back, because I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”

Bardhini’s eyes filled with tears. “No Uncle. You can’t. It’s not right. You can’t.”

“I can and I will.” I growled down at her, pushing her back on the bed and pinning both hands underneath one of my own. “Uncle has had enough of your teasing. Uncle’s tired of seeing how spoiled you are and it’s time to put a stop to that. It’s time for you to take care of Uncle. Now spread those legs!” I slapped her thighs with my free hand before climbing in between them, preventing her from shutting herself off from me.

“Uncle…” she whined. She struggled, trying to free her hands.

I smacked her tits lightly. Not enough to really hurt, but enough to get her attention. “You hold still you little slut. Uncle is going to do how he pleases and you are going to sit still and let me get off.” I glared at her from above, my face inches from hers. She drew in a slow breath and nodded. I spread her thighs again with my knees and with my free hand took aim with my cock. Carefully I brushed its head across her clit. I wasn’t completely mean. I wanted her to enjoy this. Otherwise it was going to be hard to convince her to do it again later. Bardhini closed her eyes and moaned, pushing her cunt up towards me. Slowly I entered her pussy, feeling her tight walls press against my swollen head. I sighed and slid in a bit more. Bardhini stared up at me, adjusting to the new invasion of her body. Her pussy felt so hot and wet that it was all I could do to control myself. I wanted to push straight through and bury myself balls deep in her sopping cunt, but I couldn’t do that. Just because I was getting ready to take my niece’s virginity, it didn’t mean I was completely heartless. I darted in and out of her pussy a few more times, making her fully aware of my cock. I could feel her womanhood stopping me from going any further. I was harder than I had ever been in my life and blood was pounding in my ears. With my dick still buried in the entrance to her pussy, I released her hands and laid my body on top of hers. I gathered her in my arms and pulled her close to me, tracing kisses along her neck. As soon as I felt her relax, I withdrew slightly before quickly shoving my cock back into her pussy, breaking her hymen and burying myself inside her. I held her close to me as she shrieked out in pain. “Shhhhhh. It’s alright.” I breathed softly in her ear. Her quivering pussy felt amazing on my cock and I just laid on her for a moment, feeling her tits pressed against my chest and her warmth around my cock.

As soon as Bardhini started to calm down I began to move in and out slowly. I withdrew a little bit at time before entering her again. I wanted her to get used to the feeling before I began fucking her in earnest. Her cries stopped and she started gasping again. I pushed myself up from her chest and looked into her eyes as I began moving a little faster.

“That’s it baby. That’s right.” Each movement in her exquisite pussy was like heaven. Her warm cunt gripped me like a glove, holding tight as I pulled out, almost as if it didn’t want to let go. And then making way as I shoved my cock back in again.

“Ohhhhhhh…” Bardhini breathed heavily.

“Baby, you feel so good on Uncle’s cock. You make me feel so good.” I looked down into her wet grey eyes. “Bardhini baby, you are so beautiful.” I closed my eyes and renewed my pistoning in and out of her pussy.

Bardhini’s gasps became low moans as every time I entered her, I pressed myself into her clit. Each time I unsheathed myself, she cried out a little. It wasn’t long before she was meeting my thrusts eagerly. “Bardhini sweetie? Do you like this? Do you like having Uncle fuck you?”

She responded by wrapping her legs around my back and drawing me closer. I reached down and gathered a nipple in my mouth, gently biting the tip with my teeth.

“Oh Uncle!” She yelled. She was so wet, I could feel it pouring out and coating me. The smell of her pussy was thick in the air and it only drove me on all the more. I let go of all hesitancy and leaned back to pound her pussy with the fullness of my ability.

“Baby doll, uncle is going to fuck your pussy. You’re gonna learn to love having Uncle fuck you. Uncle is going to make you come the entire time baby. You’re going to be Uncle’s special fuck girl.” Each thrust was ecstasy and I was quickly approaching overload.

“Uncle…it feels…it feels…” her moans became cries. She wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me close and kissing me. Her tongue probed my own and I returned the favor. Suddenly, she broke off gasping…”Uncle, I’m going to…I’m going to….”

“Going to what, baby?” I smiled as I slowed down my fucking.

“Oh Uncle, don’t stop! I need to get off.”

“Do you want to come, sweetheart?” I started pounding her again.

“Yes, Uncle, yes! Oh God…Uncle!” I watched as my hard cock brought Bardhini to the peak of orgasm and pushed her over the edge. “Oh Uncle, it feels so good. Oh! Oh! Oh!” She arched herself up to me and the blush of orgasm spread over her skin. That was all I could take.

“Oh baby…you’re going to make Uncle come too.” I could feel the pressure building up in my balls and I rammed in and out of her delicate pussy. The cum was literally boiling in my balls and it would only be seconds. “Here I come, baby!” I growled, withdrew one last time before pushing all the way in, bumping her cervix with the head of my cock, spraying her walls with my cum. Each spurt left me shuddering and I came until my balls hurt. Once I stopped coming, I lay there for a moment, with my head buried in Bardhini’s shoulder, feeling myself soften. I sat up and looked down at her.

Bardhini smiled up at me. “Do you feel better Uncle?”

I grinned and tussled her hair. “You bet I do, sweetheart.” I bent over and kissed her gently on the lips. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. That felt so much better than using your leg to get off.”

I chuckled. “I’ll bet it did. So, is this something you’d like to continue? I promise I’ll make you come as often as I can. Believe it or not, I’ve always enjoyed watching you get off. I’ve just enjoyed it too much.”

“Oh, I could do this all the time. But only if you promise to get me off.” She grinned wickedly at me before pulling me down to kiss her again. She whispered in my ear. “And I promise to make you come too.”

I sighed contently as a gentle warmth enveloped my soft cock. A quick little tongue was lapping at my nether regions slowly and lightly almost as if she didn’t want me to awaken just yet. I smiled as I felt Bardhini draw my entire member into her mouth and began suckling softly at it. Oh this was nice. This was very nice. Ever since that first evening, we had enjoyed each other completely. In the passing weeks, we had settled comfortably into our new way of relating to each other. I held off on all activities until she’d had a proper check-up (turned out Nayani or her mother had deemed them unnecessary) and got on some sort of birth control. Bardhini had her whole life ahead of her and I didn’t want to run the risk of stopping before it started. I’d spent the summer happily discovering her body. The softness of her skin, the curve of her neck and the scent that was distinctly hers, were all mine to memorize. I took pleasure in each delight she had to offer and did my best to offer her my own. Bardhini was a quick study. Her sexuality suppressed for so long, she was a veritable fountain of horniness. Eager to make up for time she only thought she had lost, she embraced all the secrets of sex that I had to offer. Clearly she was going to make some man very happy.

But for now that man was me. I opened my eyes and looked down at her soft black hair, matted from a night’s sleep. Her head was methodically bobbing up and down on my dick and the sight gave me that extra little kick that pushed me from semi-erect to “Whoa Baby”. I repressed a laugh as I heard her gag slightly and draw back. Once she readjusted, she went back to the task at hand. I felt her tongue caress me as she her mouth slid from the tip down to my base. Bardhini had learned quickly and had developed a certain expertise at the oral talents. My cock was now firmly wedged in her mouth and I felt it nudge the back of her throat periodically. She pulled back, wrapped her hand around my shaft and gently cupped my balls with the other. She jacked me slowly, watching the skin move up and down and saw my hips thrust almost involuntarily. She leaned back down and I moaned audibly as she sucked me back into her throat. Bardhini giggled. “Do you like that Uncle?”

“Oh yes, baby. I like it very much.” I shuddered. As her mouth caressed me, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the point of no return. “Baby, I’m going to come pretty quick.” Bardhini moaned, her voice vibrating around my cock. Her hand returned to my cock, squeezing me slightly as she followed with her warm, wet mouth. “Oh, baby. That’s it. That’s it. Suck your Uncle’s cock. Oh God. Oh God.” I left off in a grunt as I thrust up, trying to bury as much of my cock in her throat as possible. I groaned feeling the release of my cum as it shot down her throat. Bardhini slowly bobbed a few more times to get the last drops, swallowing quickly before looking up at me and smiling. The blur of sleep was still in her eyes and there was a definite imprint of pillow case on her cheek. I laughed, reached down and tussled her hair.

“What’s so funny?” Bardhini asked, slightly hurt.

“Go look in the mirror. You’re adorable.” Bardhini slid from the end of the bed and stood in front of the dresser and snickered when she saw her face.

“I look like I have some sort of skin disease.”

“A temporary one at least.” I laughed. I watched as she pulled her wayward hair back into a quick bun. I smiled looking at the delicate curve of neck that was revealed and the quick bounce of her pert breasts as she raised her arms to finished the twist off with a hair tie. As she turned around, I put on my most stern and Uncle-like face. “Now princess, you know you shouldn’t be going down on me without giving me to the opportunity to reciprocate. That was very naughty you know.” I lost it and started to laugh again.

“Aw, I couldn’t help it. I woke up and saw your cock laying there all soft and neglected and I just had to have it in my mouth. And I’m very glad I did.” She climbed back in bed, resting her head on my chest. I ran my hand lightly across her shoulder blades and looked down into her green eyes, framed with the lightest of lashes. I was going to miss her when she went off to school. This reminded me…

“Bardhini, you’ve sent off all your stuff for law school already, right? All your forms and stuff?

“Yeah. I did it last week. I should be all set. But I still don’t understand why I can’t just stay here with you? Go to the law college here?”

“Baby, you’ve been cooped up in this house long enough. I never really agreed with your aunt that home schooling was the best choice. Yeah babe, you’re wicked smart, but you don’t have any friends. I’m the closest thing you’ve ever had to a real friend as even your drunken father is a jerk. And while I love every bit of our time together, I couldn’t bear it if I got in the way of your chance to have a real life. To be a real adult.”

“Couldn’t I get all of that here?”

“Nah, not really. You need some independence. Don’t worry; your law school is only a couple of hours away from Mahabaleswar. You could even come home some weekends if you wanted. Though not too many because I want you to be able to tell me all about your riotous college life.” I chuckled. “Come on, aren’t you tired of always being here? There you may often meet your aunt, the great principal, Nayani Madam.”

Bardhini sighed heavily. “I used to get tired of it. I always felt kind of left out of everything. But aunt and Mom always assured me that it was for the best. Aunt told me that the real world was a dangerous place and that I should just stay here until I was better prepared for it. I guess I finally got to the point where I accepted that it would never happen. It’s okay being here.” She looked away.

“What is it?” I asked, sitting up slightly.

“It’s just that I’m kind of scared. What if I don’t fit in, what if I bomb my classes. What if I’m just a total mesh?”

“Aw, that won’t happen. You’re a lot smarter than you think and you’ll fit in pretty quick. And, if I do say so myself, you’re a knock out. You’ll be beating those boys off with a stick.”

“Oh Uncle.” She blushed.

I sat up quickly. “Enough worrying. It’s time to get you excited. This is supposed to be the best time in every teenager’s life. Moving out, getting to make their own rules, no curfews… come on!” I said excitedly. Bardhini smiled a real grin and sat up in bed cross legged. “Okay, I’ll get excited. As long as I’m allowed to call whenever I want.”

“Definitely. We’ll get you a cell phone for exactly that. Actually, there are a lot of things we need to get you. You know what? Today we’ll go out and get everything. Make a day of it. That will get you excited in no time. How about it, are you up for some shopping?”

“Now that,” she said as she hopped off the bed, “is definitely an idea I can’t get behind.”

The shopping trip was had and while I can’t say it was the most fun I’d had in a day, it wasn’t anywhere near as painful as I would have thought it would have been back before Nayani had left. Before I wouldn’t even be on this trip, I’d have been delegated to providing the credit card and I’d probably be out play basketball or something with the guys. Now I was here, completely involved in Bardhini’s life and helping make her important decisions. Maybe Nayani’s leaving to guard her college wasn’t a terrible thing. I was continually impressed with how mature Bardhini was when it came to getting the stuff she needed for school. Whether it was school supplies or stuff for her dorm, she knew exactly what would be the most useful without me even interjecting a word. It was such a strange contrast; the little girl afraid to leave the house, with the intelligent woman that had such a level head about her. Two separate people in one body. I left her looking at bedding and wandered a bit among the other displays. I wanted to get her a gift of some sort. She’d gotten a motor bike for her birthday, but that was something that both Nayani and I had helped pick out. I wanted to get her something just from me, as a sort of a welcome to womanhood and the real world. I found myself among the jewelry counters and realized that was exactly what I needed to get her. At a loss, I stared perplexed at the lit glass. What on earth would she like? A cute sales girl with heavy dark curls must have seen my blank face because she came scurrying towards me, rupee signs in her eyes. “Do you need some help, sir? I smiled sheepishly. “My niece is going away to college and I wanted to get her a sort of going away present.”

The girl leaned forward, resting her elbows on the counter which pressed the cleavage peeking from her white blouse into a deep well. “What sort of gift did you have in mind?”

I shrugged, “Something simple but pretty. Maybe a chain. I really have no idea.”

The girl took a key from her wrist and opened the cabinet below us. “Well, we have a couple of chains here.” She pulled out a delicate gold chain with the words “Uncle’s Little Girl” hanging from the end. I grimaced. “That’s a little too cheesy. I want something she’ll be able to wear after she’s turned 21. No 40 year old woman wants to wear a chain that says “Uncle’s Little Girl. It’s like waving a flag announcing to the world that you need therapy.”

The sales girl snickered and put the tray back. “Okay, so no charms with cute sayings.” She grinned. The second tray she pulled out seemed more like Bardhini. “How about something like this?” She held up a silver chain with a small filigree heart hanging from the end.

“That’s more like it, though not exactly it.”

When she picked the next one up, I knew it was perfect. A gold chain with a small circle of diamonds hanging at the center, it was pretty but grown up at the same time. It was something she could wear every day and not looks silly.

“That’s the one.”

“You think she will like this one?” She displayed it carefully for me.

“Oh, definitely.” I smiled thinking of how nice it would look nestled in the cleft of Bardhini’s neck.

“Would you like me to wrap it? A white gold nose piercing free with this.”

“That’d be great. I can give it to her tonight.” I paid and stood idly by while she bent over to get the wrapping from a bottom drawer. She was petite, curvy where Bardhini was slender but smoking hot at the same time. Her black skirt accentuated all the important curves and her ass was the most prominent of them all. I spent my time fantasizing about what it would like shove my cock in her ass when something occurred to me. I had not yet had Bardhini’s ass. That was something I needed to remedy. That thought alone was enough to make me instantly hard. I stroked myself lightly through my pocket before trying to will myself soft. The last thing I needed was to walk through the department store with a tent pole in my pants. The sales girl turned around, caught me staring at her backside and smiled. “Here you are sir, perfectly wrapped.” She winked and gave me a knowing look. I smiled sheepishly before taking the package and secreting it into my jacket pocket.

“Thank you misses.”

“If you have any problems, my name is Swati Joshi.” She rested her palm lightly on my arm before turning to walk to the other side of the counter where another customer was waiting. I watched her ass wiggle once more before I went in search of my beloved Bardhini. I found her loaded up with blankets, sheets and a stack of matching towels. “All set, baby?” I relieved her of some of her purchases.

“I think that’s everything, Uncle. I can’t think of anything else I need that I can get here. Everything else I’ll need to get at school.”

“To home then?”

“Yeah, that’d be great. I’m a little tired.”

I wrapped an arm around her and kissed her lightly. A light, teasing kiss that only Bardhini would understand the significance of. She sighed and momentarily leaned into me before I stepped away, hoisted her purchases up in my arms and led the way out of the store. Back in the car, I watched as she leaned her head back against the seat. “You are tired, baby. I think I should cook dinner tonight.”

Bardhini sat up and laughed. “Uncle, you can’t cook.”

“I most certainly can. What do you think I did before I met your aunt? Starved?”

“Well, according to aunt, you practically did. As she told me: “Man cannot live by bread and noodles alone, but he’ll certainly try.” Both Bardhini and I laughed.

“That does sound like something your aunt would say.” Both of us quieted for a moment. I was still angry at her for leaving, but a bigger part of me was now more sad than angry. I realized I missed her. Bardhini must have seen the look on my face because she rested her hand on my leg and said, “It’s okay, Uncle. I miss aunt too but now I shall get her not you.”

“I can’t help it. I’m fucking livid that she is away to be a principal. But I miss her. You can’t share your life with someone for 20 years and not miss them when they are away. She was a good friend.” (And a good lay, I thought to myself.) We sat in silence a few moments more before Bardhini looked at me seriously. “Do you think she’d approve of our new…um…relationship?”

I snorted. “Your aunt? Not a chance in hell.”

“Oh.” She looked away.

“Don’t worry baby. Not everything your aunt approved was good for you anyway. Besides, she’s not here, so her opinion doesn’t exactly matter. She’s not allowed to have an opinion as to what you are doing with your life when she hasn’t called or attempted to contact you in the past 6 months.”

Bardhini looked back at me. “You’re right; she hasn’t even called, has she?” Bardhini was hurt. Wrong thing to say.

“Aw, sweetie, you know you meant the world to aunt. Maybe she’s just in a bad place right now? I’m sure she’ll call once she’s found herself.”

Bardhini nodded and I thought it best to leave it there. We drove in silence for about 10 minutes before Bardhini smiled at me. “Sooooo….can you actually cook?”

“Okay, so I can’t actually cook in the traditional sense. It’s more what you would refer to as scavenging.”

Bardhini burst out laughing. “Scavenging, huh? Do you think I should risk it?”

“Of course! Don’t you trust your old uncle?”

“I’d trust you with my brakes. I’d trust you with my bank account. I’d trust you as a loving fiancé. I’m just not sure I’d trust you with my stomach.” She snickered.

“Awwww.” I pouted.

“Okay, okay. I’ll let you cook for me.”

“Good. So, when we get into the house, I’ll cook and I want you to go upstairs and take a bath.”

“You just don’t want me to see that you are going to order take out and then hide the containers, don’t you?”

“Bah, you watch too much television. I tell you, I am going to impress you with my culinary talents.” I raised my fist in the air.

“Alright Uncle. I put my stomach in your hands.”

“That’s not the only thing I want in my hands.” I winked and snickered at the same time. I slid my hand up her thigh.

“Oh Uncle, that’s so corny.” She shivered a bit as I ran my fingers up the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

“I’m an old uncle, you’re stuck with corny.” I whispered. With my eyes on the road, I let my fingers explore the crevice where mons met thigh, feeling the gentle softness of the damp hair that resided there. For the last few miles I concentrated on teasing her and grinned to myself as she tried to maneuver my fingers to her inner folds. As we pulled into the garage I removed my fingers and turned off the ignition. Bardhini looked at me with dejected eyes as I climbed out of the car. “Well, come on. Let’s get this stuff inside.” Bardhini pulled herself together, got out of the car and followed me to the back. I popped the trunk and watched as she reached inside to gather some of her purchases. Bent at the waist, she was irresistible. I stepped behind her and thrust my hardness into her covered bottom. Each push sent her deeper into the trunk and I heard her grunt as it pressed into her middle. I pulled her back towards me, but found it unnecessary as she was thrusting back up at me.

“Oh baby, the things Uncle is going to do to you tonight.” Bardhini moaned heavily before straightening and turning to face me. She pressed her lips against mine, plunging her tongue into my mouth and grabbed my ass, pulling my firmness into her.

“Uncle, fuck me right now. Please.”

I almost gave in. She was so delicious when she begged. But I held off though. I had better plans.

“No Angel. Not till later.” I unwound myself from her arms, grabbed the last of her bags and pointed to the door. Bardhini’s lower lip pouted slightly as she walked in the door.

“Now enough of that pouting.” I smiled and spanked her left buttock firmly. “You’ll get a good plowing when I’m good and ready. Until then I want you in the bath.”

Bardhini tossed her purchases on the couch and made to walk up the stairs.

“Oh and Bardhini?”

“Yes, Uncle?”

I kissed her. Took out the nose piercing. Without alerting her in one go pierced her right nose with the white gold nose bali. As a little blood germinated I kissed her nose and commented – “Now you look like your aunt with a pierced nose in her younger days.”

I gave her the chain and kissed her neck with the chain on.

“No touching yourself.” I snickered.

“Uncle, I wouldn’t think of it. Now that I am completely my aunt” She smiled at me as she went upstairs.