How Chocolate Made It Happen . . . for the Other Twin

Mike’s wife Sally, just missed seeing her sister drop off their niece Lisa. She had to cover for a co-worker at her job and do a double shift and was disappointed because she enjoyed having Lisa around. She couldn’t wait to see her, once she got home. The teen was a very bright young lady who loved to play soccer and run cross country. Lisa’s mother had spoken to Sally on the phone explaining that Lisa needed a timeout, because she was deliberately not telling her and her husband about a portion of a phone conversation she had overheard with a boy.

As mentioned, Lisa’s mother dropped her off and you could tell by the look on her face, she was still upset. Uncle Mike opened the door and let the very attractive girl enter his house, still talking to his sister-in-law through the screen door, obviously still agitated. As she passed him, he noticed her long blonde hair, was gathered in a decorative scrunchie and she was dressed in a short skirt with a sheer blue blouse that showed off a matching sports bra she had worn underneath. . . as well as wearing sandals. He was excited about the sports bra, because it highlighted her lick worthy nips underneath. He promised to take good care of her and that he would drive her back on Sunday night.

As he turned around, Mike heard the door to the guest room close upstairs and he realized he might have to come up with something tempting to bring the young girl out. Then he remembered how the twins absolutely loved chocolate. He turned and went to the kitchen and looked in his sweets drawer for a package of Hershey Nuggets, which he had purchased recently. Then he remembered the can of Reddi-wip-chocolate cream that he had placed in the back of the refrigerator. Armed with both, he decided to take them to his bedroom. The bag of nuggets was placed on the side table next to his bed and for the time being, he opened up the drawer and slipped the can inside.

The guest room was next to his, and bringing only one of the nuggets with him . . . he knelt down, placed the candy under the door and flicked it inside the room.

“Lisa honey . . . why don’t you come out and we can talk or watch TV or whatever you feel like doing?” He was rewarded by total silence.

“Come on now . . . if you look by the door, I sent you a little surprise, that I think you will like . . . and I promise there are more of those right next door . . . if you are interested.” He heard the 14-year-old jump off the bed and scamper over to the door. Soon it opened up.

“You are the BEST Uncle Mike. Beth told me to wear something sexy over here, because she REALLY enjoyed herself last time.” Mike was then curious . . . whether Beth had shared everything he and she had done last time as well.

“Give me a hug sweetie,” he said opening up his arms. She responded likewise and they both hugged each other tightly. Uncle Mike decided to take a chance as he placed one hand on her tight little bubble butt, and pulled her towards him. She responded likewise and soon she could feel his long hard shaft pressing up against her . . . and that was the magic moment that brought her back to what Tommy did to her . . . 24 hours earlier. It was that THRILLING feeling of a guy’s COCK . . . up against her tummy and pussy that lit up pleasingly lustful thoughts in her teen body. They both realized they had hugged a little bit too long and they soon parted, with a satiating glow on their faces.

“Better pop that nugget into your mouth. I know you love chocolate just about as much as your sister.” He was amused as the young girl unwrapped the morsel quickly.

“Probably more,” she said . . . biting into the candy and closing her eyes.

“I have a few more of those in my room next door. Why don’t we go in there and talk about what’s going on with your parents.” She nodded and followed him into the bedroom. The first thing that she noticed was that all of the closet doors, and the ceiling had mirrors plastered on them. There were even mirrors on the walls. At first this was a bit overpowering but soon a smile burst across her lips.

“This is awesome Uncle Mike. Everything we do in here . . . we can see from every direction.”

“Yeah, not to embarrass you, but when Sally and I are making love, it is fantastic to see the other person’s NAKED body in whatever direction you look.” Lisa immediately remembered earlier in the year when Uncle Mike and his wife had taken them down to Orlando and when everyone else had left the condo, she and her sister took a whirlpool bath and she got to see his naked long cock . . . right out in the open. And it was a real LONG one, she remembered. She could only imagine what that experience would have been like in this room. She was tempted to reach down and fondle that same cock again, and watch her make it get hard in all of the mirrors.

“Why don’t you sit up here on the bed?” he suggested, patting on the comforter. “That way you can be close to your chocolate supply, and maybe share with me what got your parents all upset. BUT before we begin, let me promise . . . and I have never gone back on a promise with you and your sister EVER . . . whatever you share . . . I will keep to myself.” She looked up at him and smiled.

“Thank you!” she whispered hopping up on to the tall bed. “I just don’t want you to think I am like a . . . titillating girl or anything, when you hear what really happened.” He could not believe her choice of words . . . but remembered she was an outstanding writer and with little effort would have come up with this naughty wording .

“Not much chance of that . . . but hey . . . let’s make a fun game of it, to maybe make it easier. For every detail you tell me . . . or maybe let’s say every five minutes or so, I will present you with a piece of chocolate.”

“We might run out of chocolates by the time I finish, cuz it’s a long hot tale,” she said with a grin on her pretty face.

“I have a backup resource of something even yummier, if that happens. So who is this guy, how old is he and what happened?” Lisa suddenly became serious.

“Okay . . . his name is Tommy . . . he’s like in 9th grade . . . and he just kind of persuaded me to do some things . . . and I LIKED doing them . . . in front of him! So do you want me to tell you exactly what happened?” Her uncle nodded his head, and at the same time pulled up a desk chair and positioned it right in front of his niece

on the bed in front of him.