More weeks went by and Uncle Jimmy realised that Chloe had taken her final "lessons" from him. He was and is not a jealous or possessive man, and was happy that she could move on in her own life: after giving him real pleasure as well. They met from time to time at family events and some holiday times. They gave a quick hug on these occasions, as befitted a niece and uncle, and no one else was any the wiser about their earlier erotic contacts.
Some months later, at a family wedding reception, Chloe came to him with another young lady alongside. "Uncle Jimmy, this is Nicola; we call her Nicky. She's my dad's sister's husband's brother's daughter. It took us ages to work that out," and they both giggled, "I think that makes her my second or third cousin or something. But anyway, here's Nicky; she's a distant niece of yours we think. She's a year older than I am," and they both giggled again.
"Hello Nicky. I'm very pleased to meet you although I can't work out how we are related; if at all," he smiled back and gave her a quick uncle-like hug. Nothing too intimate.
Chloe continued, "Nicky is a school teacher. She does languages like French, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese. Clever girl, yeah? " and Nicky blushed.
There was a two minute conversation about Nicky's work and that was the end. They all drifted off to hear the reception speeches.
Later, Jimmy found himself sitting alone with a drink on the hotel balcony, when Nicky came to him and sat down with her own glass of white wine.
"Hello again Uncle Jimmy," she started and then gave him the shock if his life, "Chloe told me you could help me with some personal matters."
"Really? What has she been saying?" he asked as casually as he could manage.
Nicky knew that she should be careful and non-committal; even though she'd actually had a detailed account from Chloe. "Oh, nothing in detail. Only that she asked you for advice about growing up and some womanly things. She thinks you're a great expert," she spoke as coolly and directly as she could, and smiled into his eyes..
Jimmy realised that this girl was either a superb diplomatic liar, or else Chloe had actually kept their secret.
"OK, so why did you two discuss it?" he asked maintaining his cool voice and manner.
Nicky decided to take the initiative. "Well, I've a problem too, and I wonder if you could help me sort it out, Uncle Jimmy," and again she looked him straight in the eyes, smiling and with lips slightly open.
Jimmy realised that the "superb diplomatic liar" explanation was probably the correct one and Chloe had "spilled the beans" as we say.
"What can I do to help?" he asked, looking her straight into the eyes in return, and smiling. He had a feeling something exciting was brewing inside this girl's brain and body.
Nicky continued with her build-up to her main requests. "Did you know that I'm living in Reddington, and Chloe tells me you're at Osborne Heights. That's only three stops on the bus route. So can I call on you one day next week, and tell you what it is?" she asked and she had her stratagem worked out.
"Of course, dear," he replied, "You tell me what evening suits you, or the weekend."
"How about Saturday early afternoon?" she offered and so it was fixed. Nicky didn't want to appear too interested in the sexual aspect of the meeting, and gave him another innocent hug although she pressed her breasts against him. "I wonder if he'll get the message?" she thought to herself.
As she walked away, Jimmy gave her a detailed look over from behind. He thought to himself, "Nice bum, hips and waist; and moves well on her wedding-event high heels." If this young woman was going to ask for his sexual "assistance" he was going to enjoy holding that shape and doing "things" with her.
Eight days later, at 1.30 pm, Nicky rang his apartment bell and he let her in carrying a big holdall bag. She gave him a somewhat bigger hug this time, and pressed her lips against his cheek. Her plan was clear in her own mind.
"Thanks for seeing me, Uncle Jimmy," she said with a wide grin on her face.
"Come in, sit on the sofa with me and have one of these little drinkies I've poured for us," he replied and led her to the seat.
They clinked glasses and each took a sip, before Nicky launched straight into her reason for visiting.
"Uncle Jimmy, I've got a sort-of boyfriend but he's not my man and I'm not his woman. We spend times together and do the sex together. But I have other men friends and he has other girls. I hope you're not shocked and can keep this between ourselves, please," she pleaded in an innocent smiley sort-of way. "How can this sound innocent?" she silently asked herself, "But he'll soon discover my wishes."
"Of course Nicky, everything you say to me is top secret to us," Jimmy confirmed, "You seem to have your adult life sorted out, so what's your problem?"
"Well, Uncle Jimmy, I'm not really experienced with this sex thing. I do it with some men I know, as well as Keith [that's his name] and it's always the same. Just 10 minutes for them to get their best moments - you know, squirting into me - and then they go away, saying "Thanks a lot." And I want more but I need to know a lot about doing the sex thing," she had rehearsed this speech
ad infinitum
and spoke quietly as if someone may overhear, but still looking at him directly into his eyes.
"Nicky, I'm not sure I can help. Have you spoken to Keith about it? He seems nearest to you," Jimmy suggested.
She dug a little deeper into her plot. "Oh yes; I mentioned it to him and he said something I don't understand. He said he would arrange something really special. He says it is a gang bang, where we all get together and enjoy doing the sex in different ways. I like the idea of different ways but what is this gang bang he talks about," she asked with all the appearance of innocence, carefully prepared.
"Well, Nicky, it can mean various things. But it's important that you don't get pregnant, so are you taking precautions - you know, the Pill?" Jimmy enquired.