Page 2 of Milk & Cookies for Uncle

“I suppose,” he says cautiously. “If you finish your studies on time.”

“I will,” I promise and then scoop up the pills on the tray and wash them down with the last of my juice. Once I’m finished, he stands, and I do the same. “Uncle Logan?”

He stops on his way out of the dining room just as the servers come in to clear our dishes. “Yes?”

“Is it all right if I wear this dress today?” I’m not sure if I need permission to keep it on, but something tells me it will go a long way to get on his good side if I do.

He takes his time looking me up and down before his eyes linger on my chest again. Is it really that tight?

“You may,” he finally agrees, and with those two words, he’s gone.

CHAPTER2

LOGAN

When my driver pulls up to the front of the house, I don’t wait for him to open my door for me. “Have a Merry Christmas, sir,” he tells me, and I nod his way. Most of the staff are off tonight and tomorrow to be with their families. Up until this year, I didn’t have any of my own to spend the holidays with. That’s until Milly showed up.

My reckless brother and his on-again-off-again wife dropped their daughter on my doorstep almost a year ago so they could live the lives of vagrants. The best thing they ever did for their daughter was to give her up, and selfishly, it’s worked to my benefit.

Not long after she moved in, she turned eighteen, and since then I’ve been grooming Milly for her future here. I’ve brought in the best tutors, and she’s risen to the challenge. I’ve also taken her health and well-being into my care and cultivated her body into my own personal wet dream.

“Welcome home, Uncle Logan,” Milly says as she greets me at the door.

The green dress was exactly what I told Rosanne to include in her weekly clothing purchases, and it looks just as stunning as I’d imagined. Milly goes up on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek, and I hand her my coat. When she turns to hang it up in the closet, my eyes feast on her round ass.

“How did your lessons go today?” I ask, reminding myself to keep control.

“Great. I finished everything early just as I promised.”

“Good girl,” I tell her, and I don’t miss the sweet smile she gives me every time I praise her. Milly loves being praised, and I can only assume it’s because she didn’t get it often from her parents. “As a treat, I’ve given you a break from your tours until the first of the year.”

“Are you serious?” Her eyes widen in shock, but then she’s the one surprising me by jumping into my arms. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Uncle Logan.”

Her soft curves press against me, and it feels so fucking good. Her tits are bigger than ever, and my mouth waters with what’s to come.Patience, Logan,I remind myself as Milly steps back.

“You’ll still be required to fulfill your duties at home, but until the first of the year, you may enjoy your well-deserved time off.”

“Of course,” she agrees quickly. “I’ll do anything you ask.”

“Good girl,” I say again, and this time she beams.Oh sweet Milly, if you only knew.

“Do you want to watch a movie now? Most of the staff has gone home early, so it’s just us.”

Exactly how I planned for it to be. “I don’t see why not.”

She bounces on her bare feet as she takes my hand and then practically pulls me to the entertainment room. I had this area of the mansion renovated earlier this year, but we don’t use it often. There’s a large screen like a movie theater with rows of couches and chairs. I let the staff know we’d be using it tonight, and they’ve set out candy and fresh popcorn. I also notice blankets and pillows provided on the couch in the middle, and Milly goes straight for that one.

“I didn’t know which movie to tell them to play so they set up three different ones.” She grabs the remote off the table, and I take a seat in the middle of the couch. I lean back and spread my knees so my cock has room to stretch down my thigh. I’m hard, and it’s beginning to get annoying that I can’t do anything about it.

Soon.

“Why don’t we start with the first and see how it goes,” I offer, and Milly agrees. When she goes to take a seat, I pat the spot next to me. “Right here.”

She hesitates for only a second before doing what I tell her and sitting down right next to me. Being this close to her and having her body touching mine is going to drive me crazy, but it will be worth it.

Milly enjoys herself while watching the movie, and I enjoy watching her. She eats popcorn and candy and eventually gets comfortable enough to tuck her feet on the couch beside her and lean against me. I’ve got my arm draped on the back of the sofa so she naturally fits into the crook of my arm.

“What did your family do on Christmas Eve?” I ask once the first movie is over and the second begins.

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