Harry went back to his place to do some work. In the mail was a cheque from his publisher which was considerably more than he'd been expecting. He worked at his home all day returning to Susie's for a late supper. Susie was just putting the girls to bed after their bath.
Penny heard him come into the house. "Uncle Harry, come and see me," she shouted. Harry passed Susie on the landing. Kissing as they passed, "I'll get your supper ready," said Susie; "I'll just say good night to Penny," Harry told her.
The excited six year old beamed out a smile from beneath the bed sheets. Kneeling besides the bed, "did you have a good day?" he asked the tot. Penny rattled off at a hundred miles an hour all the trivia of her day. Sliding a hand under the sheets, Harry stroked her flat chest circling her little nipples. Penny continued to chatter. His strong warm hand felt good on her chest. She was telling him about a boy who'd called her names at school and how she told him that her uncle Harry would 'get him.' She felt his hand slid down to her tummy resting just above her knickers. His fingers stroked backwards and forwards until they stroked inside her knickers. She felt a little tingle as his fingers neared her 'front bottom'. The chattering stopped. Harry smiled when he saw her eyes spinning in her head as she saw his hand with her minds eye. She smiled at him coyly. His finger slid into her front bottom slit and pressed on her little tingle button. It felt nice. He kissed her tracing his tongue across her lips. She'd thought a lot about the way he kissed her and planned to try an impress him next time by copying him. She sucked on his bottom lip before slipping her tongue between his lips. She felt his finger slide along her front bottom slit to her hole. She'd thought a lot about that as well. She wasn't happy that she had a cherry and Megan didn't. She opened her legs encouraging him to probe her deeper hoping he would take her cherry. She felt the pressure on her cherry and pain each time he pushed at it but made no complaint. Then he slid his finger out and up her slit back to her tingle button and then, disappointingly, out of her pants altogether. "You get some sleep now sweetie because you need to be wide awake tomorrow when uncle Harry takes you shopping for a present.
Disappointment at his hand coming out of her knickers was overtaken with excitement at the thoughts of her present. "What will my present be?" she asked excitedly. "Whatever you choose pumpkin," he told her. Kissing her forehead he left her. Her mind raced at the thoughts of what she might choose, within the first 60 seconds of him leaving she'd decided and changed her mind at least 10 times.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Harry sniffed at his finger. He loved that smell, it was intoxicating. He breathed it in over and over again and finally sucked it from his finger. He pondered on the difference in smells and taste between the three girls. A 6 year old, a 12 year old and a 28 year old, all different, some better in some ways, others better others, he thought.
Still shagged out from the morning session, Harry and Susie spent a quiet evening watch TV before getting a good nights sleep.
Penny was in their bed at the crack of dawn. Jumping up and down with excitement, "when do we leave, where are we going," a million questions all wanting immediate answers. "Be careful, don't rock the bed, your mom's back is still sore," warned Harry. "What's she talking about?" asked Susie.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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