The Kitty and The Mouse: My Nieces Kathleen and Nora

Uncle Micky

The Kitty and The Mouse: My Nieces Kathleen and Nora - Chapter 2

Summary: Paul continues his reminiscence from his youth, this time featuring Krystal. Things start to heat up with Kitty & Mouse.

Story Codes: b(12)g(6) oral, g(13)g(11)exhibionism

Updated: July, 2019

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!!!WARNING!!!!

This file contains sexually explicit material which may include graphic depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as incest, adultery, and sodomy. It is distributed on a website clearly identified as "For Adults Only". Possession by a minor is strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of such material, do not read it and delete it immediately.

The Kitty and The Mouse

My Nieces Kathleen and Nora

Chapter 2

By Uncle Micky

Prologue

So far we have Paul taking his nieces in for two weeks while his sister and brother-in-law enjoy a second Honeymoon in Europe. His nieces, Nora, and Kathleen (Mouse and Kitty) have gone out of their way to entice Paul with the forbidden fruit.

Paul finds old depraved memories of his own childhood are being rekindled by their antics. He has already recalled Judy and Kayley. Now his memory brings back to his mind, sweet little Krystal!

The Flashback Coninues!

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Krystal

About halfway down the street from Paul's house was the Caprice house. Bobby Caprice was Paul's age and they had hung out together for most of their lives. Bobby had three older brothers and one younger sister, Krystal, who was six years younger than Bobby.

All too often Bobby heard the dreaded words from his mom that most boys hear at one time or another, "Take your sister with you!" When Bobby turned twelve, it seemed like he heard this more and more from his mom.

Paul knew Bobby thought Krystal was a pain, and she was at times! They really couldn't go far on their bikes and had to be extra responsible when she was around. Also, Bobby had a thing for MaryJo, who was their age, pretty fucking hot and, lived at the corner. Bobby was pissed that he couldn't get anywhere with MaryJo as long as his little sister was tagging along.

Paul thought Krystal was quite a pretty little girl. She had straight shoulder-length blonde hair and a skin tone to match. She was a thin girl with very little of her baby fat left. What she did have, Paul noticed, was the cutest face and butt imaginable! Krystal weighed maybe fifty pounds soaking wet and stood just under four feet tall. In Paul's fantasy, she was a living doll! There were times he felt himself get turned on just watching Krystal playing or hanging around. He really, really liked it when she sat on his lap, or gave him a hug.

One rainy Saturday morning, Paul went over to Bobby's house to hang out with him in the Caprice's basement rec room. They would usually play cards, watch TV, or play video games. That morning there was an old Hercules movie playing on the tube, and Paul plopped down next to Bobby on the couch. Paul was OK with just killing time watching the old black and white movie. Bobby though, had something else in mind.

"Paul, you gotta help me!"

"Wassup?"

"My folks are heading over to church to set up for the fucking bazaar and leaving Krystal here. I gotta watch the brat and mess up my whole day."

"How long they gone?"

"Sometime this afternoon."

"So, what's the big deal? You always gotta watch Krystal."

"MaryJo's parents are also going to help at the bazaar! She's home alone, all morning! She wants me to come over. Can, can you …"

"Watch Krystal for you while you try and screw MaryJo?"

Bobby smiled, "Yeah, would ya man? I got five bucks for ya if ya do."

Paul gave it a moment's thought, "Nah, keep your money, I'll do it as a favor, a guy's rule favor!"

They high fived and went back to looking at the movie.

After a couple of minutes, still looking at the TV, Paul asked, "You think you got a chance? I mean you think she'll do it?"

"I don't know but, she asked me over with no one at home. It's gotta mean something. I'm gonna try."

"I hope it works."

"Me too"

A short while later, Mrs. Caprice, along with Krystal, came downstairs into the rec room and told them that she and Bobby's father were heading to the bazaar. She reminded Bobby that he was watching Krystal, who came into the rec room carrying a stuffed bunny and sat on the bean bag chair in the corner.

"Yeah mom, sure, I got Krystal."

After a few minutes, the Caprices called their good-byes and the boys could hear the car leaving. Bobby bolted upstairs and called MaryJo. He was back in the basement lickety-split.

"Man, she said to come over, her parents already left too!"

"You better get moving!"

Krystal was watching this and Bobby noticed, "Krystal, Paul is going to watch you while I run over to a friend's house for a little, is that OK?"

"Yeah, that's fine, you going to see MaryJo down at the corner?"

"Yes, don't say anything to mom and dad, OK"

"OK, you give me half your Halloween candy?"

Paul smiled at this and looked at Bobby.

Bobby was used to his sister's blackmail attempts. "You can have any of any one kind of candy."

"Two kinds, any of them! Even Snickers"

Bobby paused, he mulled the offer, and he rubbed his chin, "Deal!"

He shook hands with Krystal, gave Paul a nod and vanished.

Bobby was gone a few minutes and Paul found himself looking at Krystal. She wore a light denim jump-dress. It had pretty pink frill trim along the edges. She had a simple white t-shirt under the dress and was wearing regular sneakers with pink anklets. She sat on the bean bag chair with a leg tucked under her while she fiddled with her stuffed bunny.

She noticed Paul looking at her, "Paul … what ya looking at?"

"Probably the prettiest little girl I've ever seen!"

Krystal sat up a bit and set the bunny aside, she smiled and said, "Paul! I am not!"

"I think so Krystal, I've always thought you were real pretty; probably the prettiest girl on the street. Come up here and sit with me."

As Krystal got up from the bean bag chair Paul caught a quick flash of her panties. She stepped towards Paul who adjusted himself and directed her to sit on his lap. Paul was no fool, he kept his legs just ever slightly apart, leaving a bit of room for her to snuggle her butt down on his privates.

Krystal settled in and squirmed her butt a bit. She sat more on his left thigh and wrapped her little right arm around his neck. "This is nice Paul. You're always nice to me. I wish I was older and could be your girlfriend!"

"I would be proud to have you as a girlfriend Krystal. You're right though, I wish you were older. Anyway, you act a lot older than you are!"

"I know a lot of things! I know about kissing and boys' and girls' things!"

"What things?"

Krystal snickered and gave Paul a queer look.

"I mean it, Krystal. What things?"

Krystal pushed her butt down on the newly formed hard thing in Paul's lap and slowly drawled out, "I know that boys have something that girls don't"

"What do you mean? I don't understand!"

"Paul!" She wriggled her butt a little harder. "Down there … you have a thing and girls don't have one."

"What thing?"

"Your pee-pee silly! Boys have pee-pees and girls don't."

"Now you're being foolish! It's actually called a penis and everybody has a penis! Boys and girls!"

Krystal started to move around to face Paul, she had a serious look on her face, "You don't know, do you? Girls are different from boys. You have a … a … penis and I have a kitty!"

Paul was having a tough time keeping himself from laughing but suppressed his enjoyment because he knew exactly where he wanted all of this to go.

"A kitty, what you talking about?! You're full of it!"

Krystal was at her wits end! She jumped from Paul's lap. Stood in front of him and while lifting her dress up to her waist, pushed her pelvis out towards him.

"See, I don't have a penis, all I have is a crack and I call it my kitty!"

Krystal held her dress with her left hand and cupped her kitty with her right. She slid her hand up over her panties, forcing her panties to press hard against her kitty and into her slit.

Paul stared wide-eyed at Krystal's display. He wasn't acting either, it was all so pretty! The little six-year-old holding her little girl jumper up, showing him her panties! Paul was in heaven.

"Krystal, I don't get it! If you don't have a penis, how do you pee?"

Krystal was amazed at Paul's ignorance. She let out an impatient sigh and said, "I can't believe you! I'll show you but you can't say anything to anyone, understand?!"

"I swear I won't tell a soul! I promise, cross my heart."

Krystal paused and put her right hand along the top right of her white panties, she moved her left hand to the left side and her dress fell down, she lifted the dress and tried to free her hands but was unsuccessful.

Paul quickly said, "Here let me get your dress."

Before she could react, Paul had turned her and was unzipping the back of her dress. Krystal thought, 'Yeah, get it out of the way.'

Her dress fell to the floor where she stepped out of it. Paul was close to ecstatic! She looked absolutely edible! From her sneakers and little white socks rose her lean legs until they met her body where her chubby little pussy was encased in delicate white fabric that fit like a second skin. Her belly wasn't exactly flat but its little bit of a pouch accentuated the forward curve of her body.

Her little white t-shirt concealed her flat chest, although two little nipple bumps were apparent. Her neck was long and her face as pretty as could be! Her long blonde hair, held in a ponytail, reached to her shoulders, completing the vision of little loveliness.

Paul couldn't have been happier. He leaned back a bit and commented, "Krystal, I swear, you are so pretty!"

Krystal smiled and replied, "Here, let me show you."

She hooked her thumbs on the sides of her panties and slid them down to her knees. Paul was transfixed! Her plump, little, hairless pussy was the prettiest, sexiest thing he had ever seen!

Krystal arched her back slightly, placed her hands alongside her vulvae, and spread herself open to Paul. Paul leaned in for a better look as Krystal pointed and said, "Here is where I pee. Girls have to sit down when we pee."

Pointing just below her pee hole, Paul asked, "Then what's that.

"When I get older that is where babies are made. You know about how babies are made?"

"Nope! Don't know anything about that!"

"Siiiiigh. Do you want to know?"

"Of course I do Krystal. How did you get to be so smart?"

"I know a lot of things. Anyway, when I get older I'll have an egg inside me and a boy will shoot his spermies in me and then that egg and his spermies will make a baby. When the baby is old enough, it'll come out the same hole."

"Let me see again."

Krystal arched forward and used her fingers to open herself to Paul, "Right around here, somewhere."

Paul took his finger and placed it right near her tiny little hole. Krystal jumped and let out an "Aah!"

"Did you like that?"

"Yeah, what did you do?"

"I just touched …"

"Aah!"

Paul left his finger on her split pussy and folded his knuckle down until it covered the top half of her slit.

"Oooooooooh"

"That … you like that?"

Krystal leaned forward and placed a hand on Paul's shoulder. She was lightly panting.

"Paul, what is going on? That felt real good! What did you do?"

"I swear Krystal; I just touched your kitty to feel where the baby would come out. What did it feel like?"

"The first time if sort of felt like a shock you get when you rub your feet on the carpet. The second, woooo, that was different … kind of like a big tingle running up inside me. Would you … you know … Oooooooh!"

Paul knew what she wanted so he ran his finger into her slit again. This time he gave her little clitty area a better rub.

"Oh Paul, that was great!"

"C'mere Krystal." Paul moved her in closer and removed her panties entirely.

"Now hold your arms in the air." Paul lifted her shirt right off her.

"Now, just lie down here, yeah, next to me sort of …" Krystal did as she was told and ended up on the couch wearing sneakers, anklets, and a smile. Paul ran his hands up and down her young body, stopping to play with her hardening nipplettes, or caressing her little kitty. Krystal was feeling all sort of stuff and didn't understand most of it but she knew it all felt very good and liked everything Paul was doing. She was surprised when her hips rolled to have her kitty meet Paul's hands when they were in the area.

Paul had her roll on her stomach so he could fondle her ass. He really loved her taut ass; she had two perfect butt dimples and he made a point of feeling everything. He moved his hand down between her legs and used his middle finger to fiddle about. Krystal's ass was rising and falling with his manipulations and her breathing was getting a little ragged.

Paul leaned down and planted a kiss on each of her adorable little butt cheeks.

"Paul! Did you kiss my fanny?!"

"I love your fanny! It is so pretty I can't help myself!" He then placed two more kisses on each cheek.

Paul then leaned over to her ear and said, "I love your kitty too, may I kiss that?"

"Um, OK."

Paul rolled her over and lifted her leg; giving him room to slide his head between her thighs. It was better than he ever imagined (many times he had imagined doing just this!) Krystal's skin still had a slight coloring from the past summer; but, where her suit had been, her skin was snow white. Snow white except for her little plump pussy, it was a darker color! It looked soft and moist; he leaned in and gave her slit a kiss. Krystal jerked back a little.

Paul glanced up at the six-year-old. She looked either terrified or more excited than ever. He smiled at her and asked, "I want to kiss you again, may I?"

Krystal nervously nodded her head and kept a wary eye on Paul.

This time Paul pressed his slightly opened mouth against her kitty, kissed her with some passion and ran the tip of his tongue up and down through her slit. Krystal shuddered and whimpered in pleasure. She shook a little and pulled away from Paul.

"Oh Paul, I think I got to pee!"

"Hurry up!"

Paul sat up and Krystal rolled off the couch and ran to the little bathroom just off the rec room.

After a minute, she slowly walked back into the room. Very shyly she said, "I only peed a little."

"Come over here beautiful, sit with me."

Krystal brightened up at the compliment and quickly clambered back on to Paul's lap. She cuddled into Paul's arms and lap with a contented sigh.

"Did you like that Krystal?

Krystal emphatically nodded her head without looking at Paul.

"Would you like me to do that again sometime?"

Krystal again nodded her head.

"Krystal, do you want to see my penis?"

This time she looked up at him and said, "Yes, Paul, please."

"Do you want to see me squirt my stuff?"

"Yes! That would be so cool!"

Paul moved Krystal to the edge of the couch, stood and started to undo his belt and pants. He kicked off his shoes as Krystal watched with wide eyes.

"Krystal, come closer and pull my pants down."

Krystal, being a curious and good girl, did as she was told. She tugged Paul's pants down to his feet. Paul stepped out of his pants and noticed Krystal's eyes were locked on the tent his hard dick made under his briefs.

"Here, give me your hands."

Krystal reached her hands to Paul's hands. He guided her to the elastic band of his briefs and said, "Go ahead, pull them down. I'll get the big boy out of the way."

Krystal giggled at that and started to pull Paul's underwear down. Paul quickly doffed his t-shirt. As promised, he scooped his dick out of the way and held it out of sight until Krystal had his briefs down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and when he was certain he had her full attention, he released his twelve-year-old, stiff four and a half incher just inches from her face.

Krystal's eyes grew wide. She had seen Bobby's pee-pee before, but not recently, and certainly not in an erect state!

"Does it hurt? Is it always like this? How do you walk around?"

"It only does this when I do sexy things?"

"Sexy things, like what?"

"Oh, like see you naked or kiss your kitty. That'll make me hard. I've gotten hard sometimes just looking at you, you're so pretty!"

Krystal was very flattered; she looked at Paul in a different way. She didn't know why she felt so good but she did. She reached for Paul and hugged him around his waist … his cock just under her left arm.

Paul gently pried her off and turned himself a little and said, "It's your turn now, you have to make me feel good."

"Feel good? How"

"I kissed your kitty and made you feel good, now you have to kiss my cock and make me feel good?"

"Your cock?"

"My cock, my penis."

Krystal looked warily at Paul's cock and simply said, "Oooooooh."

Paul gently placed his hand on the back of Krystal's head. He more or less held her by her ponytail. She looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes. Paul moved her head to his cock. Krystal pursed her lips, leaned forward and planted a closed-lip kiss on the head of Paul's dick.

"Good girl Krystal, that was nice. Now make your lips softer and kiss it longer, don't be so quick."

Paul had his right hand on the back of her head and his left now on his dick. Krystal softened her lips and Paul pulled her to his dick as he pushed it towards her. Krystal was somewhat confused and decided to let Paul take the lead. He pushed the head of his dick through her lips and pulled back. He ran his shaft along her mouth and started a slow sideways hump over and in her lips. Krystal didn't think about it but she opened her mouth more and let her tongue rub against his shaft.

"Mmmmmmmm … Krystal that feels so good! My god! You are perfect!"

Krystal was so happy she was doing it right! She could tell Paul felt good and that was fair since he made her feel so good. "Krystal, I want you to open your mouth more. You have to suck on my dick."

She didn't flinch. Krystal opened her mouth and Paul, never stopping his humping, slid his dick in as far as it could go. He got the head in and maybe another inch. Keeping his rhythm, he proceeded to face fuck the pretty little girl.

Krystal didn't understand, but hearing Paul moan, she knew that this had to feel even better. It wasn't so bad. Once she got the rhythm, she could breath fine.

"Krystal, suck on my dick. Pretend it's a Popsicle or something."

Krystal closed her lips around his shaft and started to suck. Paul stopped humping her and using both hands, started to bob her head on his dick until she took over. Krystal didn't know it, but she was giving Paul one nice little girl blowjob.

Krystal liked sucking on Paul's dick. It tasted good and he really liked it!

Paul was starting to grunt a bit and asked, "Did you want to see me squirt?"

Krystal looked up at him, stopped bobbing her head on his dick and nodded 'yes.'

Paul pulled his dick out of her mouth and started to stroke it.

"When no one is around this is what I do by myself. I jack off just like this!"

Krystal thought, 'Dick? Jack? Cock? Boy, there are a lot of words!'

"Get ready, I'm going to cum!"

'Cum?'

Jack arched his back and had his dick pointed directly at Krystal's chest. With a grunt, his first squirt hit her right between the nipples. Krystal giggled and watched as the next shot dropped a little short but still hit her in the tummy.

Paul had one more good shot in him and it also hit her tummy. He leaned forward and stroked out a couple of nice streams, one on her chin and the other on her cheek. Krystal didn't flinch; she turned her face in order to receive her load like a big girl. Paul leaned back and watched as the jizz ran down her body until it collected on her pussy.

Paul relaxed and sighed, "Oh my god was that ever great!"

He looked Krystal in the face and said, "Krystal, you're beautiful and perfect. We're going to do a lot more of this, OK?"

Looking at the little river of cum on her body, Krystal replied, "Yeah Paul, I'd like that! We can do a whole lot more!"

Paul grabbed his underwear and covered Krystal's pussy as he stood her up, "C'mon beautiful, let's get you cleaned up."

He took her to the basement bathroom which had a shower stall and handheld shower wand. He carefully rinsed her off, taking care to not get her hair wet and making sure he cleaned every square inch of the little girl's body with his soapy hands.

Paul dried her off and helped her get dressed. He noticed her just kind of looking at him with a goofy smile when he realized he was still buck-naked. He kind of liked that though, so he took his time gathering up his clothes and showing his flaccid dick to Krystal.

"Paul, look how it's gotten smaller and softer. Is that how it usually is?"

Looking down and shaking his dick with his hand he said, "Yeah that is how it usually is … now if you're around …"

Krystal walked to him and said, "If I'm around it going to get all hard and excited!"

She reached a hand out and held his dick while she examined it. Paul felt himself start to get excited.

"If you keep playing with that I'll get all hard again, then, you got your dress on, and so I'll have to shoot my stuff in your mouth to keep you clean!"

"Paul! That's gross!"

"No, it isn't. All big girls suck dicks and swallow guys stuff. As a matter of fact, swallowing my spernies helps make you a big girl! Now, if you want to be a big girl and have me come around, then you need to do it."

Krystal wasn't sure about this but figured Paul knew best, so she said, "Do you want me to do it now?"

Paul figured that they still had an hour or two alone, so, "Yes, that would be great. This time you suck my dick and when I shoot my stuff, you keep it in your mouth and swallow everything. That way you stay clean."

Krystal backed away from him, pertly sat on the couch with her hands politely folded in her lap and smiled at Paul.

Paul, still naked as a jaybird, stepped toward Krystal but instead of standing in front of her, he sidled onto the couch with a foot on the floor and one behind Krystal. He reclined on the armrest with Krystal between his spread legs. Krystal looked at him and gave him a nervous smile.

Paul couldn't believe how good she looked! She was cleaned up and back in her pretty clothes. She looked younger than her six years. He hooked his leg around her and pulled her closer. She shifted so she was facing his dick.

"Krystal, be a big girl, suck it!"

Paul reached for her shoulder and pulled her down to his dick. She hesitated and he exerted a little more force. Then it happened! He felt her warm moist mouth take his dick in. She sucked on his dick and started to bob her head, slowly sucking up and down. Paul leaned back and enjoyed Krystal's mouth. She was doing a pretty good job! Paul felt great and as he moaned, Krystal knew he was enjoying her efforts.

Krystal didn't mind sucking his dick at all. It was kind of like what they just did except now it seemed much more serious.

"Faster Krystal, suck faster!"

She did as she was told and started to actively take Paul's dick in and out of her mouth. She was surprised by the slurpy sounds she was making and how Paul's moans were getting louder.

"Get ready Krystal, I'm going to shoot!"

She felt his hand on the back of her head as he stiffened. Paul made an 'Aaaaah' sound and warm stuff shot in her mouth. She heard, "Swallow, swallow all of it!"

Krystal tried her best but some got out of her mouth. She coughed as she tried to catch her breath and swallow at the same time; she kept sucking and swallowing as best she could.

Finally, she heard him say, "That's enough, OK Krystal, I'm done."

She pulled off his dick and looked up at Paul who was looking at her with the nicest look!

"Krystal, you are the best! That was great! You almost got everything!"

Krystal looked back at Paul's dick and saw a string of cum on his dick pooling at the base.

"Get it all Krystal, fucking lick it up."

Krystal started at the bottom and through his soft pubic hairs she sucked and slurped up the misplaced cum. She then licked up his dick like it was a Popsicle and collected the last of his cum. She looked at Paul, smiled, and swallowed; she opened her mouth so he could see it was all gone.

Krystal giggled and said, "You said a bad word! I'm going to tell!"

"If you tell … no more fun times or good feelings."

Krystal pouted and said, "Aw right, I won't tell." She crawled up into Paul's arms and they held each other tight.

After a minute, Paul said, "I better get my clothes on before anyone comes home!"

Paul and Krystal settled on the couch and watched cartoons for a half hour when Bobby came home. He was one happy camper, grinning ear to ear.

A little later Mr. and Mrs. Caprice arrived home and Krystal ran upstairs to see her mom.

Paul turned to Bobby, "So, how did it go!"

"Did some really nice kissing and she let me feel her titties!"

"Over or under?"

"Shit, only over, but I think she'll do a lot more. She was breathing all heavy and shit. She's horny! Say, sorry for bolting on you and leaving you with Krystal. Any problems?"

"Hell no! She and I get along all right. Whenever you need me to cover, just give a call!"

And call Bobby did! Paul was able to play with Krystal quite a bit over the next few years.

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At this point, we'll take a very short break. We now know a little more about Paul's past. He hooked up with little Judy, then little Kayley; and ultimately, the much too young six-year-old Krystal. As Paul and these girls grew older, their interactions lessened. Of course, after Kayley's family moved, he wouldn't see her for many years until a chance encounter along the Ocean City boardwalk brought the two together for a night of bliss.

Judy turned full slut by the ninth grade and was knocked up by the tenth grade. She was sent away to some ultra Christian compound in Georgia and Paul never saw her again.

Krystal grew up to be a beautiful twelve-year-old girl when Paul, then eighteen, explained that they had to stop seeing each other. At first, Krystal was a little upset but soon got over it. As a matter-of-fact, she was kind of over Paul anyway. She was tired of him always cumming all over her and making her eat his stuff whenever he shot into her mouth. He never fucked her, and she was glad about that. She would have let him do it to her; but, she was glad he never tried.

From then on, Paul worked pretty damn hard at controlling his proclivities and for the most part, was successful. There were one or two slip-ups over the years but nothing of great magnitude.

He thought he was past all of it once his nieces were born. He loved them so much! He would never do anything to hurt them and would gladly kill anyone who wanted to harm or violate them, even give his own life in the process.

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Back At The Beach

Now, watching them in the water, he felt trouble brewing.

Laughing and wore out, the girls slowed and soon were wading back to shore. Kitty's panties had been fully pulled up the crack of her wonderful ass and only one side of her immature pussy was covered, as the other side of her panties was wedged between her labia. I couldn't help but notice that the exposed hairless labium was puffed and reddened. It also seemed as though her breasts were a little bigger than earlier. I don't know, maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Now, Mouse's tits were completely exposed. She was carrying the bikini bra in her right hand, and the front of her bikini bottom had been pulled down by an effectively delivered wedgie by her little sister. Mouse's tits were classic ski-jumps! They were more developed below, which made them rise up off her chest with an upward appearance. Her areoles were duplicates of her little sister's, only larger. They were brown, puffy and capped with nice little pink nubbins.

I got out of my chair once the girls had started frolicking and watched every move and twist. As they walked toward me, I knew I should have ordered them to cover up; but I didn't, instead I closely eyed my almost naked nieces as they approached me.

I calmly picked up their towels and waited for them. Mouse reached for hers, but I swear, all I saw were her tits. They were magnificent! She took the towel and draped it over her shoulders. Kitty was looking at me with big soulful eyes, her arms folded up, her little fists balled under her chin with a slight shiver running through her. I wrapped her towel around her and started to dry her off.

Kitty smirked at her sister as I gently ran the towel over her lithe body. Mouse, not to be outdone, shifted her towel to one shoulder and held the bikini bra out to me, "Uncle Paul, can you get this knot?"

I draped Kitty's towel over her shoulders and took the flimsy piece of material from Mouse.

Mouse returned the smirk to her sister and gave her chest a slight wiggle.

I undid the knot; it really wasn't knotted and tried to hand it back to Mouse. She was busy adjusting her bottoms, making them fit properly. I happened to look just as she pulled the front away and down as she wiggled her ass to get the bottom back in place. I was treated to a peek of a delightful full mound with some matted blonde hairs.

Mouse noticed the bikini bra being handed to her and said, "Oh, thanks, but forget about it. I'll just wear my shirt."

She picked up her thin white shirt, raised her arms, and with an extra wiggle, worked the shirt down.

Kitty picked up her little dress and said, "Uncle Paul, hold this open for me."

I rolled the dress so it could drop over her head. I looked her way just as she peeled her panties down and stepped out of them. She proceeded to fully dry herself with the towel. When finished, she tossed the towel on the chair, lifted up and raised her arms.

"OK Uncle Paul, I'm ready!"

I froze, she was perfect! The way she stood with her back slightly arched gave her an entirely inappropriate, yet highly erotic look. It was almost too much!

I dropped the dress over Kitty and quickly went about getting the fishing line in and gathering up the chairs.

"Hey, Uncle Paul, are we going back already?" Mouse asked.

"Yep, you two have had enough of the outdoors today. Get your stuff together and get your sandals on."

The walk back was difficult for two reasons, the Mouse and the Kitty! Mouse moved out in front and spent time trying to bunch up her shirt and tie it off under her tits. She would spin and I would be treated to views that were never meant to be shared by one so young. Eventually, with Kitty's help, she tied it off in the back. The view of her front was indescribable.

Most of the time, Kitty was walking ahead and would often bend over with her back to me as she examined whatever caught her eye. I did my best not to look but, found it next to impossible. She pretty much kept her legs straight as she bent over from the waist. As she did this, her little beardless clam was delightfully exposed as it pushed back into view.

I was having a hard time but was unsure what exactly was going on. I rationalized that they were just acting like they always had: mischievous little imps!

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A little Prologue Regarding the Girls

Six months earlier, the girls were in Mouse's room after dinner just chatting. Mouse was trying to pick out an outfit for school the next day and Kitty cautiously asked Mouse about her recent physical development in a round about way, "Nora, with those new boobs of yours, how does anything fit?"

Mouse was very glad to have someone to talk about it with. She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed next to Kitty, "Kath, it hasn't been easy. Who would have thought they would get so big, so fast! At times I just hate them!"

"Hate them?! You gotta be kidding; they're like the most impressive things. You're like a model and so much prettier than everyone else."

"That's just it, all the girls are acting weird and the boys are … well … the boys are being jerks or assholes. I had to tell off Jimmy because he was telling everyone I was a slut!"

"Nooo"

"Yeah, just because my body has changed, everyone thinks I'm doing all sorts of stuff!"

Kitty rolled to her stomach, rested her chin on her fists, lifted her feet and said, "The assholes!"

Mouse laughed, rolled down next to her and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"You are the best sister ever!"

Kitty paused, looked at her sister and asked, "Do they hurt, or get in the way?"

Mouse rolled to her back and cupped her t-shirt and bra-encased tits in her hands.

"At first, they were pretty tender at times. Now it's just like anything else. You get used to them pretty quick. At first, I wasn't sure of anything; but now, I just move naturally and everything works. I'll tell ya; at times I do like the attention!"

"Nora! … Really?"

"Yeah, like today, I bent over in front of Uncle Paul to tie my sneaker and realized he could see right down my shirt. I deliberately messed up and had to retie it. Now, with him, I like it when he looks at me. It makes me feel tingly!"

"Uncle Paul?! Isn't that kind of … you know … kind of …?"

"Maybe, but … it's different, he loves us more than anyone except mom and dad. He's the nicest man I have ever known. I trust him totally. Don't you?"

"I never thought about it … hmmm … you're right, he does love us, but in that way?"

Mouse moved up the bed, fluffed a pillow and lay back with her knees up in the air.

"Yes, I know he does by the way he makes me feel when he looks at me or we're just together."

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

Mouse placed her hands on her tits. "These aren't the only things that have changed. I changed in other places."

"Now I really don't understand. Just tell me how you know!"

"OK, but I have to show you." Mouse unsnapped her short jean shorts, lifted her butt and pulled them off. She glanced at Kitty who simply sat and watched.

"I have to take my panties off."

Kitty sat up on her knees next to Mouse's legs and simply nodded at her sister. Mouse peeled her panties off and closed her thighs.

Kitty looked at Mouse's crotch and then at her face, "Are you going to show me?"

Mouse opened her thighs and Kitty's eyes grew wider. Mouse's once sleek little slit was all puffy and reddish. In her labial slit were two glistening, pinkish petal-like lips.

"Nora! What happened?"

"It took a little time but my little kitty has grown up too! A couple months ago I started spotting some blood on my panties. Mom explained it all to me. I had my first period a week later. Now my kitty's gotten bigger and God! At times it gets all wet and tingly. You know how good it feels in the tub, or when you rub it on a pillow or something?"

With a bit of a faraway look, Kitty softly commented, "Yeah, I like the shower wand more than the tub … anyway … what do you mean?"

"Hmmm, the shower wand? … ahem, anyway … look right here." Mouse spread her outer lips and opened her inner labia exposing her glistening pink interior. "My clit has grown and when I play with it, it feels like nothing ever before!"

Kitty was looking closely and without thought reached forward with her index finger and softly caressed Mouse's clit.

Mouse bucked up in response, and after letting loose an excited, "Ah!" said, "Kathleen! Don't touch me there! … Do it again!"

Kitty repeated her caress and let her finger linger on Mouse's pussy. She slid a fingertip down through the folds and around the entrance to her sister's cunt.

Mouse moaned in pleasure and started to grind her pussy into Kitty's hand.

Kitty moved her hand away and said, "You can do this yourself later. Now tell me, what did you mean about Uncle Paul?"

Mouse caught her breath and replied, "I get wet and tingly when he's around. Something just happens when he's around. It's like I get an itch or something. It only happens when he's around."

"I get a warm feeling when he hugs me or holds me. I really like it when he holds my hand!"

"I did too when I was your age. Pretty soon you'll know exactly what I mean."

Kitty fell alongside her sister, she reached for her hand and Mouse quickly gave it to her.

"Nora, would you, I mean do you want to, I guess, you know … Uncle Paul?"

Mouse snuggled a little closer to her sister and dreamily replied, "Yes. I want Uncle Paul to be my first. Not any stupid boy or one of those creepy older guys. I want someone who loves me and cares for me like no one else."

"What if, you know … what if you got pregnant? That would be totally weird and kind of … I don't know, kind of ruin your life."

"When mom and I talked she told me that when she was fourteen she had sex with a boy and got pregnant."

"What?!"

"Yeah, she said Granmama took her for an abortion."

Kitty propped up on her elbow, looked squarely at Mouse and said, "This is too much, Granmama?! Mom?! An abortion?! No way!"

"Yes way, you can't say a word! Mom would kill me if she knew I told you. Anyway, she'll tell you when its time. So, she took me to the doctor last week when you were at dance and put me on birth control. They put an implant in my arm, right here. See the little spot?"

Kitty couldn't see it but acted as if she did.

Kitty sighed a longing sigh, and asked, "Can I have him too? When I'm ready, can he be my first?"

Mouse turned to Kitty and kissed her cheek. "He'll be ours, just like he is now. He loves the both of us so much, he has do it."

Thus began the sister's journey to seduce their Uncle Paul.

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Back at Paul's House

It wasn't easy, but somehow I made it back to the house without losing my mind. My thoughts were crowded with visions of Kitty's pretty little pussy and Mouse's adorable tits. I had tried walking faster and that helped subside my growing excitement. Once back at the house I quickly went inside and put the gear away.

"You girls need to get showered and ready for dinner."

Mouse appeared in front of me. She was arching her back slightly and had her hands intertwined down below her waist. The effect made her tits ride prominently up under the sheer tight shirt.

"What are we going to eat Uncle Paul?"

I froze, I knew what I planned for dinner but my mind went blank, I hesitated, "Ah, hot dogs … ah … no, chicken … grilled chicken."

Mouse perked up on her toes, clapped her hands and said, "Exactly what I wanted, yea!"

"Good, now go get cleaned up."

"Uncle Paul?"

"Ye … yes?"

She spoke as she stepped into me and wrapped her arms around my neck, "I love you more than anyone in the whole world! You're the greatest uncle … man … ever!"

She pressed herself hard against me.

My senses were overwhelmed! I instinctively wrapped my arms around Mouse like I had thousands of times before, but this was different. She was pressing into my crotch and deliberately squirming against me. My already frustrated dick was hardening and Mouse felt it!

I gently released my niece and softly pushed her away.

"Nora, you … shouldn't do that, it's not right."

"Uncle Paul, I love you. I just want you to know how much I love you. I mean, you love me, right?"

"Well, yes, of course, I love you! But not in that way."

"In what way Uncle Paul? I don't understand. Love is love, right? I mean two people can love each other and that's a good thing, right?"

"Yes, it's a good thing. But I love you like an uncle, not like … well … like the other way."

Mouse pouted, she put on her best hurt feelings look and dropped her head to whine, "You think I'm ugly! You don't love me! No one is ever going to love me!"

I placed my hands on her shoulders, "Look at me, Nora, look at me!"

Mouse looked up; I could see a tear streak on her cheek.

"You are beautiful! You are absolutely hotter than hell! Girl, you'll be swatting boys away all the time!"

"That's just it Uncle Paul, all those grubby boys! All they want are these!" Mouse grabbed her tits and shoved them up at me. I gaped at them, frozen like a deer caught in the headlights.

"They don't want ME, they want THESE!"

I pulled Mouse in tight and held her. I didn't say a word, I just held her for a while. Fuck, I didn't know what to say!

"Nora, what you want is impossible … I do love you. I love you and your sister as if you were my own. I just don't think …"

"Uncle Paul, nothing is impossible. Not when we love each other. You want what's best for me; you'll never hurt me; you love me … for me, not for my tits; I love you, like no one else in the whole world … please, Uncle Paul, please!"

I can't explain it, but when she said "my tits" I got harder. I loosened my hold on Mouse and looked down at her. Fuck!

"You go get ready for dinner."

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Mouse could tell he wasn't sending her away; he was considering what she wanted! She reached up and kissed him on the lips. She kept her lips soft and she lingered. Paul responded in kind and kissed her back. She broke the kiss and pulled away.

Mouse started to head out of the room and glanced back at her Uncle, "I love you, Uncle Paul."

"I love you too Mouse."

Kitty was waiting for Mouse when she came into the room.

"I heard most of it! I loved it, you told the absolute truth and it worked! You had me feeling sorry for you!"

Mouse fell on the bed and rolled to her back, looking at the ceiling. "I started and then it all just came out, I don't know where it came from but it was real. It was so fucking real. I couldn't have lied to him!"

Mouse, with tears in her eyes, looked at Kitty, "I meant every word of it."

Kitty went to her sister and lay down next to her, took her in her arms and comforted her.

Kitty held Mouse for a while until Mouse stirred, "Kath, you're the best sister ever. I don't know what I would do without you!"

Kitty kissed Mouse on the forehead and said, "Go get cleaned up. We'll take it easy on him tonight."

Mouse gave her a wicked smile and said, "Like hell we are!"

The two girls laughed and hugged, they gathered up some flimsy clothing and headed to the bathroom together.

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After Mouse had left, I grabbed a beer from the fridge and went out to the porch. I took a long pull and went to work firing up the grill. I retrieved the chicken that had been marinating in the fridge. (A simple marinate, mix orange soda with yellow mustard until it becomes a funky orange color, marinate skinless chicken in a plastic bag for a few hours and that's it! As you cook the chicken, use tongs to dip the pieces in a dish of BBQ sauce when you turn them.)

Satisfied the fire was at a proper level, I started to cook. Another beer sounded pretty fucking good!

I could hear the girls as they entered the kitchen. Kitty called, "Uncle Paul, do you need us to do anything for you?"

I could hear the two of them giggle. I paused, sighed and replied, "Yes, put some salad together … there's some garlic bread in the freezer, bring it out to me."

I stood at the porch railing, beer in hand looking out over the woods as Kitty came through the screen door. "Uncle Paul, I got the bread ... Uncle Paul?"

I turned and almost dropped my beer. My eleven-year-old niece stood in front of me with a platter in her hands and a foil-wrapped loaf of bread on it. It was more than that though, a lot more! She wore a very tight mini-skirt type thing. It was more like two squares of white cloth secured to each other with four straps of white cloth at the top and bottom of each side. Her top was similar, two straps in front holding together a sleeveless over-the-shoulder top. Topping it off was a white bow in her high ponytail. I was pretty sure that was all she was wearing!

She looked as enticing as hell, seemingly nothing but honey skin and some patches of cloth! She looked so young, so much like a little girl but, she was sexy as hell and she knew it. Kitty pivoted slightly, bent down, and set the platter down on the table. Her top fell open ever so slightly. I couldn't help it, I had to look. There appeared a little brown puffy nipple on her otherwise flat chest. I looked away quickly.

Standing back up, legs together, hands behind her back, turning side to side slightly, and on her toes, Kitty sweetly asked, "Is there anything else you need Uncle Paul?"

I looked her up and down and said, "Another beer."

Kitty pivoted and as she skipped to the door, said, "Right away, sir!"

I could hear them inside but couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Uncle Paul, I got your beer for you."

It was Mouse! I turned; what I saw was beyond anything I ever imagined. She had her hair in two side ponytails halfway up her head. (Kind of like the chick in Suicide Squad.) She wore a short, red plaid, sleeveless shirt, tied up in front, exposing all of her midriff. Further down was a very short pair of cutoff denim shorts. The shorts hung enticingly loose around her waist.

Mouse's long toned legs were perfectly displayed. Her thin waist and abdomen could have been a model for a Greek Goddess. Her face was that of a cherub, innocent and pure. I felt my loins stir.

She handed me the beer and with a sultry little smile, asked, "Is there anything else you want?"

I couldn't answer; I looked her in the eyes, turned back to the grill, then said, "Thanks Mouse."

Mouse moved behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. I didn't resist her. She purred, "I love you Uncle Paul, anything for you."

She didn't wait for a response; she released me and returned to the kitchen.

I couldn't help myself, God forgive me, I glanced back and watched her leave. I had never seen a sexier shape in my life as my thirteen-year-old niece's ass as she walked away. I saw her and Kitty excitedly whispering to each other. Kitty then hugged Mouse and the two of them finished making the salad while setting the table. I turned back to the grill, dipped and flipped the chicken. I put the foil covered bread on the low heat side and closed the cover. By the time I finished my beer the sun was setting and the food was done.

And, I had made a decision.

I walked into the kitchen; the girls remained quiet and watched me place the chicken and garlic bread on the table. The table was set and all they needed to do was get the salad from the fridge.

Mouse took her seat; Kitty got the salad and joined us at the little round table. I remained standing and once the girls were seated, I served them their chicken and then sat. In silence, we passed the bread and salad. I was so fucking nervous! I started to eat without an extra word.

I tasted the salad, leaned back and looked at the girls. They stopped and set their utensils down. I cleared my throat. God! They looked so young and small!

"Mouse, before I talk to you, I need to ask Kitty a question."

Mouse nodded her head and quickly glanced at Kitty. Kitty nervously looked at Mouse, then sat up straighter and gave me her full attention.

"Kitty, you are aware of what Mouse has asked me?"

"Yes, Uncle Paul."

"You agree with this?"

Kitty broke a little smile, "With all my heart Uncle Paul! She loves you and I love you. We know you love both of us more than anything in the world. I couldn't think of anything more perfect!"

I nodded at her and glanced down for a moment. I looked back at Kitty, then looked at Mouse, and said, "I just can't condone this. You two are family and it just isn't right. I'm sorry, but I have to be the adult and I just can't let this happen."

The girls were visibly crestfallen. I could see that Mouse was starting to tear up.

I couldn't let them think me cold or heartless; I wanted them to know how I really felt.

Considering my past, and the trouble I had caused because of my selfish desires, I couldn't … not with these two precious gifts.

"Nora, as much as I want to, and believe me I want to … you're so beautiful and perfect in so many ways, I just can't. I can't allow us to go somewhere we are not supposed to go. This isn't about you at all … or about Kathy … it's about me. It's about me and it's something I can't explain. Please, just understand, I love both of you … we just can't go there."

I could see their disappointment was turning to caring about me and what I was feeling. Kitty stood, wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me while kissing me on the cheek. Mouse followed suit and soon the three of us were in a group hug.

"OK, OK … girls, sit down and let's finish our meal."

The girls did as instructed and we finished our meal in silence.

Once finished, Mouse said, "I'm going to get ready for bed." Kitty agreed.

I added, "I'll be right along."

The girls kissed me on the cheek and headed off to bed.

I went back out on the porch and had another beer. I stayed up for a while contemplating my nieces and the decision I made. I knew I had done the right thing and then went about my usual tasks to prepare for bed.

As I headed to my bedroom I stopped by the guestroom and took a look in at the girls. They appeared to be asleep, Kitty was spooned into Mouse. I quietly shut the door and went to my room. That night I found sleep difficult to come; I was flooded with memories and guilt. The demons of my past visited me that night.

Eventually, I drifted off to sleep.

As if I were dreaming I felt arms wrapping around me and bodies pressed up against me. I felt soft tender hands on my shoulders and face. I stirred a bit; Mouse was spooned up behind me, pressing hard into me, hugging me with all her might. Mouse was placing kisses on my neck and shoulder as she gently whispered, "Shhh … Shhh"

Kitty was facing me and pushed her way into me, making me relax out of my fetal position. She too was quietly shushing me as she snuggled her head under my chin. I lifted my arm and placed it under her neck in order to hold the dear girl close. She turned and spooned back into me. As one, we fell asleep.

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They slept late the next day. Kitty woke first, she really had to pee. She was on her side and Paul was behind her, on his side. His arm was lying across her waist and he was gently snoring. She sidled out from under his arm, stood and saw Mouse, on her back, lying behind Uncle Paul. Kitty hadn't noticed the night before, but Mouse was wearing a half shirt, and this morning it was pulled up and both her tits were fully exposed. She paused a moment and looked at her sister.

She thought Mouse was very pretty and while not jealous of her figure, she was amazed at how beautiful her boobs looked. They were firm and while somewhat affected by gravity, still rose from her chest like two perfect pyramids. Kitty was about to readjust her sister's clothes but decided not to. Kitty was starting to develop a bit of a "come what may" attitude about life.

Kitty used Paul's bathroom and then checked herself out in the mirror. She had worn a powder blue tank top to bed which didn't reach far enough down to cover her white panties. She looked back in on Paul and Mouse and decided to go to the kitchen and find some breakfast. She got herself a glass of juice and wandered out to the garage. She had always been intrigued by the many items her uncle had collected over the years.

Kitty's movements had half woken Paul. He rolled to his stomach and turned his head back towards Mouse. What he saw woke him fully. She was flat on her back, her shirt pulled up and her tits were gloriously exposed. He watched them move ever so slightly as she breathed. Her stomach was flat; rib cage exposed and lower on down, her form-fitting pink panties displayed an impressive pubic mound. Mouse was still sound asleep. Paul gently laid the sheet across her and ever so carefully slid out of bed. He moved quickly, his normal morning wood was harder than ever before.

Mouse rolled to her side as Paul made it to the bathroom. She had gathered the sheet up in front of her and would never know how exposed she had been. Paul made his way to the kitchen, looking for Kitty. He heard her in the garage. He started some coffee and headed out to join her.

The door from the house to the connected garage was open and as he looked out, Kitty was bent over with her back to him. The sight made him stop in his tracks. Her legs were straight and long. The little panties barely covered her ass and beautifully accentuated a full muffin down between her legs. Paul slowly and quietly moved back and away from the door. He took a seat at the kitchen table. This was too much!

In a few minutes, the coffee was ready, he got up, poured himself a mug full and sat back down at the table just as Mouse walked into the kitchen. She was wearing only her half shirt and those perfect pink panties. Her shoulder length hair was mussed and she looked absolutely edible! Paul caught himself looking at the bottoms of her tits as the shirt rode up slightly.

Mouse walked behind Paul, bent down and kissed his cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck; she hugged him and asked, "How are you this morning?"

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I was totally aware of how her tits were resting on my shoulder and how great she smelled. This was not going to be easy!

She released me and looked around, "Where's Kitty?"

"In the garage looking through stuff, there's juice in the fridge."

I watched as Mouse went to the fridge, grabbed the juice container and then looked through the fridge, bending down, giving a nice partial tit show and a wonderful back gap view between her legs.

I looked away and focused my eyes on the far wall, "Let your sister know that I have some errands to run this morning and that this afternoon we'll take a drive to the store."

By now Mouse was pouring her juice in a glass and simply replied, "Will do."

The day went by in a blur. I took the girls to the mall as a treat. I told them that they could each buy a new outfit of three individual pieces of clothing. The girls did some damage to the credit card but they were happy and, distracted, thank god! We stopped at a nice seafood place for lunch and the girls mostly talked to each other. While they were happy and very polite, they pretty much excluded me from their conversations. We went to the grocery store where I told them to get anything they wanted.

Mouse asked, "Can we make you dinner one night?"

At last, it seemed like they might open up to me, at least a bit! I said, "Yes, that would be great. I'm looking forward to it already."

They added things to the cart but really didn't interact much with me at all. They selected boneless pork chops, brown sugar, Dijon mustard, broccoli, and sticky rice mix. I was intrigued. We had an almost uncomfortable drive home, with the both of them pretty much silent and playing on their phones.

Back home, I began to feel uncomfortable about what I had to tell the girls. I mulled it over during our cheeseburger and fries dinner. I thought some more as we cleaned up after dinner until I decided that a direct approach was best. The girls had already gotten ready for bed and were in the living room looking at TV.

"Girls, we need to talk." I paused as Kitty paused the TV and Mouse moved closer. They were dressed similar to the previous night but tonight Mouse wore a full t-shirt.

"I think it would be best if you two slept in your own bed."

Mouse replied, "OK Uncle Paul." Kitty nodded her approval.

I stood, "Thank you girls, I'm going to try my best and sometimes I just have to make a decision. I'm calling it a day, don't stay up too late, and when you go to bed, stay there … please"

The girls jumped up, hugged, and kissed me good night.

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After Uncle Paul left the room, Kitty looked at Mouse and asked, "You sleeping in our bed tonight?"

"No way, I don't care what he says, I'm sleeping with him!"

"Yeah! Me too!"

The girls watched one more show then Kitty looked in on Paul and he was sound asleep. Together they slipped into his bed on either side of him and fell asleep.

The next morning went about the same way as the previous. Paul confronted the girls at breakfast and they both promised to stay in their own bed that night.

The next morning he woke up to Mouse in a full body spoon on his back and Kitty wedged tightly into his front. Her ass pressed firmly onto his cock. He levered away and scrambled out of bed, waking the girls as he scooted to the bathroom hiding his erection.

Mouse looked at Kitty and asked, "Well, did he?"

Kitty giggled and replied, "Oh yes, it was big and hard!"

"Tomorrow night I get the front!"

"Aaaaw, alright."

At breakfast, the girls once again promised to stay in their bed. That night Paul was still awake when the girls slipped into his bed, he lifted the sheet, moved to his back, and welcomed both girls to his open arms. The next morning he awoke with his rock hard dick pushed hard up against Mouse's wonderful ass. His left hand was cupping her left breast. Kitty had her ass pressed against his ass. He gently moved his hand away, levered his hips and again scrambled out of bed. It was Kitty's turn to ask Mouse if it was hard.

"My God! It was hard, hot, and big. His hand was on my boob and it felt great!"

The girls knew Paul had to go to work that day; he had taken the two weeks off but he had some side work that paid very well. He decided to put in one day each week. Mouse and Kitty got up right away, made his breakfast and packed his lunch.

Work that day was very difficult. Paul felt all flustered and discombobulated. He messed up on too many measurements and had to stop and calm himself in order to focus. Somehow, he made it through the day without hurting himself through his carelessness.

On the way home he came to the conclusion that there was no way he could survive another week of this torture! He made his decision. After dinner he sat the girls down in the living room. Mouse was wearing a red button-up half shirt tied off under her tits and short cut-off denim shorts. Kitty had on a short flowing black dress. As usual, they both looked absolutely ravishing!

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