After I had introduced my niece, Brandie, to the lovely aspects of sex she had left her horrible male room-mate and found a new one, only female this time. From her frequent phone calls she sounded very happy with the switch.
From her description, I could tell that Brandie and Sherry were total contrasts physically. Brandie was a little Latina, with full breasts, a luscious ass, and long, glossy, raven hair. Sherry, was a little, perky, red-head with freckles. Brandie didn't really go into details about her other attributes, other than she was a perfect room-mate, and she was learning so much from her. I wanted to know what Brandie was being taught.
Finally, the chance came. Brandie called and was distraught. She had been working while she went to school. With what she got from a small scholarship and other grants, she had been making it. However, she had just lost her job, and her employer was holding her last check because of some bogus damage that had occurred in the restaurant one evening when she was on duty. Sounded fucked up to me.
I was on the road in less than an hour. It took two hours to get to her town, and I knew she was in class at that time of day, so I went to the restaurant myself. I asked for the manager. This bald little twerp comes harrumphing over asking what was the problem?
"You little turd, I'll tell what the problem is. You owe my niece her final check. Her name is Brandie, and if I don't walk out of here with that check I'm walking out with a pair of small balls. Get my drift dip-shit?"
I had pissed on better men than this shit-ass and he knew it from the look in my eye. He got all apologetic and shit, but he did indeed give me the check, and I let his balls stay behind. I left to go to Brandie's apartment to wait and give her her check.
When I arrived at Brandie's apartment the door opened at my knock. A perky little red-head grinned and said, "What's up Pops?"
So this was Sherry. Brandie hadn't told me how adorable she was. Along with the short, curly red hair she had freckles everywhere the eye could see, and everywhere else, too, I was willing to bet. Her breasts were like little cones standing proud on her chest. I saw I could circle her waist with my hands. And best of all, in her shorts, she displayed beautiful legs, with all the right curves, and tiny Irish feet.
"Well, sweetcakes, Pops is Brandie's Uncle Gary, and I need to drop off her last check from work. I just picked it up for her."
"Ah, the famous Uncle Gary," and she grinned impishly. "Come on in until Brandie gets home."
I made myself at home on the couch. I didn't yet have anything in mind, but a great, little plan was forming as I took in this little piece of beauty.
"Wouldn't have a beer, would you sweetcakes?"
"The name is Sherry, Pops, and yes we do have some beer. I'll have one too."
When she returned she handed me a beer. She had another in the other hand. When I took the beer with my left hand I took her now empty hand and drew her down beside me.
"I need some info, Sherry. You need to tell me the truth. How is Brandie really doing?" I said with my sincerest concerned uncle voice.
"You old fart, I know all about you. Brandie told me how you initiated her into sex. And she's doing fine here with me."
"That's so good to hear, Sherry," as I placed a hand on her bare leg.
"Listen, Uncle Gary, I'm a lesbian, so don't try any tricks on me."
At the same time I was rubbing her leg and had sat down the beer to touch her little chin, and give it a peck. "That's for taking care of Brandie," all the while caressing her leg and going higher up her thigh at the same time.