I show the little bird to my niece

When a person doesn't follow the same trend as the rest of society, we tend to think it's because of their personality, that they're lonely, or even selfish. In some cases that may be true, but in others they simply haven't been able to give us anything interesting to follow.

If there is one thing I have always been sure of, it is the passion that will accompany me throughout my life. When all the children in my class were thinking about trendy toys, I was only interested in birds. When the teenagers around me were obsessed with cars and football, I only wanted to see birds.

Later, when I became interested in girls, I continued to study birds closely… but I also kept an eye on the girls. With such a peculiar hobby, needless to say, I was never the most popular boy, though that didn't matter to me: it was the ones who didn't know what to do with their lives who had to worry.

With such clear ideas since my childhood, I just had to wait until the time finally came to leave the path that I had to share with the rest of the kids my age to concentrate solely on my passion. To become an ornithologist I had to study biology at university and then specialize in birds.

I wasn't really happy until this last thing happened, because that's when I finally found myself surrounded only by people who shared my biggest hobby. None of them were on my level, but at least I no longer had to put up with ridicule from uneducated people who didn't understand how interesting these little feathered animals could be.

Thanks to my degree, I was finally able to come into direct contact with birds, I was able to study them closely and confirm that this was what I wanted to do for the rest of my days. From that moment on, I began to do various jobs related to the sector, I was an intern at prestigious centres, but I always encountered the same problem: teamwork was not my thing.

Being antisocial has been with me for a long time, ever since I realized as a child that people couldn't be less interesting. It wasn't limited to my classmates, the same went for my family, especially my older brother, a kind of orangutan who I didn't pay attention to because he was outside my scope of comprehension of studies.

When I was little, they forgave me for my antipathy towards them, but by the time I was twenty, I had no excuses for avoiding them as much as possible. Although my father and brother didn't care - they had lost me a long time ago - my mother had hoped that one day I would be part of the family.

- Romain, this Sunday we are having a family meal.

- What's new!

- The novelty would be if you attended once.

- I'm very busy, Mom.

- Your brother says he's going to announce something very important.

-Have you ever gotten the idiot you're dating pregnant?

- No, it's not that.

-What else could this lazy person announce?

- Well, I don't know, maybe... Shit!

- And you say you'll never be a grandmother...

- Not on your side, of course.

- You never know.

- Birds don't count as grandchildren, honey.

- What a pity for you.

I had put aside all my obligations to attend this meal, not wanting to miss the reactions when my brother made the announcement. It wasn't confirmed, but I knew him well enough to know that the poor guy couldn't do anything else and it was only a matter of time before he surprised us with something like this. This suited me very well, because a grandson would distract my mother and leave me more free.

It was almost funny to watch my brother announce the news excitedly , as if he really thought it would take us by surprise. His girlfriend smiled delightedly, as if getting pregnant at twenty by a lazy boy was a reason for happiness. Either everyone was struggling or I was definitely born into the wrong family.

What made me laugh the most inside was imagining myself as an uncle. I had never dealt with a baby before, and honestly, I had no intention of doing so yet. If all went well, I would finish my studies soon and find someone to send me to a remote jungle to do research. A nearby uncle would also do, as long as I kept him out of my sight.

There was something about all this that made me think a little. Despite my aversion to meeting people, I felt the need to have physical contact with women, for which my intelligence was of no use. However, my brother often managed to do it, although his intellect rivaled that of a stone.

Nine months passed and I couldn't resist the urge to meet the fruit of my brother's stupidity. He had a little girl named Martina, who immediately became the new center of my mother's attention, leaving me in second or third place. That was probably what made my life take off.

I finally got a permanent position at the company I had been working for for a while. It didn't seem like they were planning to send me to the Amazon or anything, but I was going to spend a lot of time in the nearby forests and mountains researching the bird species that until now I had only had the privilege of seeing in books or videos.

As if it were the typical supermarket offer “two for the price of one”, this job opportunity brought me love, or at least the closest thing I could get to it. It was such a strange feeling for me that for the first few days I thought that what was happening to me was that I had become ill. Maybe I was right.

Araceli was the first girl I had to work with one on one, which made it easier for me to fall in love. It didn't hurt that she was pretty and had a body that perfectly suited my most arousing desires. Obviously, I had no intention of letting her know that I was interested in her.

- How boring when nothing happens.

- Don't get distracted, the owl could appear at any moment.

- What's more, at night the temperature drops a lot.

- It seems that you don't like this job.

- I love it, but I have to admit that sometimes it is very boring.

- Do you really think this damn owl is going to grace us with its presence?

- According to my calculations, it won't take me more than an hour to get there.

- Enough time to warm up.

- Did you bring a stove or something? Because there's no way out here.

- Don't be stupid, there are other ways to keep warm.

I ignored the insult as Araceli leaned on me and kissed me. It was the first time I had this kind of contact with a girl… and it was so much better than I had imagined. Lying on the ground in the middle of the forest, we kissed and touched each other almost everywhere. I felt strangely happy and satisfied.

If I didn't lose my virginity that night, it's because, according to Araceli, "I was at that moment." I would have gladly done it there, but I can't complain, it was already much more than I could have dreamed of. And as icing on the cake, the owl's hooting alerted us to its presence and we were able to take photos.

That night was just the beginning. Araceli and I were often sent to work together, day or night, in the mountains or in the woods, but it always ended the same way. I went from being a weirdo who never touched a girl to someone who did it frequently in the open air. We loved being able to combine these two worlds.

The problem came when I, the Iceman, started to have feelings for Araceli. She didn't deny feeling the same, but she didn't want us to define ourselves as boyfriends, just like she didn't want us to see each other outside of the workplace. It was the first time I wanted to do the same things as everyone else.

- I'm not saying we should walk hand in hand, but you could spend a night at my house.

- We've spent many nights together already.

- I would like to do it one day in a comfortable and warm place.

- Then do it.

- I can't, because you refuse.

- There are more women in the world, Roman.

- Do you sleep with others?

- Not now, but if I wanted to, I'm free to do so.

- I thought we were a couple, or at least something like that.

- Did you ask me?

- I thought it wasn't necessary, but I can do it.

- No need, I prefer we continue like this.

Obviously, she did what she wanted. We continued with the same kind of relationship, with sex in the open air, with affection that seemed to stop once work hours were over. For someone as strict and mechanical as I was, this was very confusing, but I had no choice but to accept it.

We maintained this relationship for no less than three years, until I received a blow I had not expected. The retirement of one of the most prestigious ornithologists freed up the job I had dreamed of since my childhood. If I got it, I would be able to travel the world in search of the most exotic species.

No one doubted that I was the most deserving, that no other colleague was as qualified, but, apparently, some considered it more important to know how to manage people better than birds. That is why the job was given to Araceli, a person much more communicative and pleasant with people than I.

- Congratulations.

- Your congratulations are not really filled with emotion.

- Don't take it the wrong way, but you know what I think.

- I told you that calling the boss ignorant wouldn't go unpunished.

- You know I'm incapable of keeping quiet about the truth.

-And what would you like to tell me now?

- That I love you and that I'm sorry that our relationship ended.

- Why should this end?

- Because now you're going to travel the world, we won't even see each other.

- I still live here, after each mission I will come back.

- But you don't want to see each other outside of work.

- Roman, I promise we'll keep living our moments.

- Actually?

- Of course, you're waiting for me.

Her asking me to wait for her was the nail that sealed my coffin. Over the next few years, I only received crumbs from her, small encounters that became increasingly spaced out in time and rarely ended in sex. Fortunately, I had enough passion for my work not to sink, but I still had that thorn in my side.

While she was pursuing the career I dreamed of, many friends passed through my life, including a beautiful young woman who, seduced by my knowledge, wanted to go further with me. I liked this girl, but even after so many years, I could not forget that Araceli had asked me to wait for her.

Over time I lost track of how long it had been since I last saw her, since I last heard from her, but it had been many years. I looked for ways to fill this void in many ways, including some as absurd as trying to fit in with my family. For them, time didn't seem to have passed, except for one small exception.

Martina, who had had nothing in her childhood, had shown that it was possible to rebel against genetics and to be able to add two and two in spite of these parents. Sad as it may be, she was the only one with whom I could maintain a minimally coherent conversation. Sometimes I even thought I detected traits of my personality in her.

- Dude, you only come here when you feel like it.

- When work allows me.

- But you didn't come to my birthday.

- Don't be dramatic, this is an event that happens every year.

- But I'll never be an adult again.

- Are you eighteen already?

- That's what those who saw me born say.

- It's scary how fast time goes by.

- Well, it seemed like an eternity to me.

- Our perspectives are not the same.

-Is everything related to birds as interesting as you say?

- For me, yes. Are you interested?

- Not much, but I have to do the final project on a topic.

- Then you better do something you're passionate about.

- I just can't find anything that satisfies me.

- Now you know what you are going to study.

- I'm still considering several options.

-And what did you have in mind in terms of work?

- Conduct a study on a specific bird.

- If you take it seriously, it can help you.

- Actually?

- Come with me one night to the forest and I will do the same until you are interested.

- Should it be night?

- I advise you to do this if you want your work to be as interesting as possible.

- Anything to get a good grade.

It wasn't like me at all, but I felt responsible for this girl's future. I knew how difficult it was to prosper in our family, so I decided to help him with this work and maybe get him interested in biology. Even someone like me suffers the sad consequences of loneliness one day.

I thought she would regret it, but Martina, as we had agreed, accompanied me to the forest on a Saturday afternoon. It was a safe place, close to an observation post we had, but I was afraid that some animal would attack us. Although this had never happened to me before, it was not entirely impossible.

I could have chosen any bird, but in cases like this I always thought of owls and my first kiss with Araceli. I wasn't going to ask too much of my niece, just ask her to do a few things and ask me what I thought was appropriate. I explained to her what I didn't want to do, because, since we were there, I preferred that she do it as well as possible.

That night I overloaded her with information, taking advantage of the fact that someone was finally listening, but she didn't manage to take any photos. Satisfied with her behavior, I offered to give her some, so that no one would know that I hadn't taken them. But Martina surprised me by telling me that she wanted to come back, that she was willing to accompany me to work another night.

It was probably my age – I was almost forty – but I was starting to soften. I was almost thrilled that my niece, a beautiful young woman who could spend the whole weekend partying and flirting with boys, would rather be with me in the middle of nowhere, sharing her time and enthusiasm.

- It's more fun than you imagined, isn't it?

- Man, my expectations were really low.

- I don't want to pressure you, but you're curious enough to follow in my footsteps.

- Why do people always talk about me?

- Because you're the new thing, who else are we going to talk about?

- Well, you, who are a complete stranger to the entire family.

- You know everything you need to know.

- You never introduced us to a girlfriend.

- Usually, because I didn't understand it.

- I hope you don't tell me you're still a virgin.

- I didn't want to talk to you about this, but that's not the case.

- So, there was a girl in your life...

- There is... or there was, I don't know.

- You don't know if you're with someone?

- I haven't heard from him for years, but there was never a goodbye.

- There are people who simply disappear.

- One day she asked me to wait for her and I still do.

- I would never have suspected you were a romantic.

- She's the only woman who ever made me feel understood.

- Because you don't open up to people easily either.

- I don't like people, except you, you surprised me.

- You're also a lot more interesting than I thought.

My niece managed to take several pictures of owls that night, but she still promised to come back with me another time. Although I thought it was just a typical thing to say to make a good impression, a few days later Martina called me to say that she wanted to come back with me the following weekend. I didn't hesitate to tell her that she would be delighted.

If there was one thing I could blame my niece for, it was her lack of preparation when she arrived in the forest. Although she knew how much the temperature dropped at night, she usually arrived in very summery clothes, with very short pants and a very low-cut T-shirt. In the end, it was me who suffered from the cold, because I had to lend her my jacket.

It was a sin Araceli committed many times in the beginning. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about her in many ways. They both had the same innate curiosity and the dubious honor of being the only ones who really knew me. I was loyal to both of them, I couldn't help but do anything for them.

- Tell me how you had fun with that girl in the woods.

- What a question, Martina... well, the same as everywhere else.

- I've been thinking all week how embarrassing this must be.

- When you're in the middle of the action, it's the last thing on your mind.

- That's also true.

- Although I would have liked to be able to do it in a quieter place.

- I'm sure it was very morbid.

- I can't compare it to other situations, but I experienced it.

- I'm at an age where everything excites me, honestly.

- Well, lucky for the one who is close.

- You're the only person I've been spending time with lately.

-And it's not very exciting, I know.

- You wouldn't believe it, between your stories and that mystical air you have...

- Yes, that's why women are raining on me.

- Because you don't let yourself be known.

- I doubt that's it.

- This girl liked you... and so did I.

After saying this, Martina rested her head on my shoulder and fell asleep. It was past midnight and we were both on the ground, leaning against a tree, waiting for the owl again, although she didn't need any more photos. I was tempted to stroke her hair, to show her my affection in some way, but I didn't want to disturb her.

She had fallen asleep without her jacket on, but I didn't get up to go get it so I wouldn't wake her, so I put my arm around her waist and pulled her as close to me as possible to keep her warm. As I did so, my niece stirred slightly, slipping my hand under her arm and my fingers brushing one of her breasts.

I wanted to push them away immediately, but she didn't seem to notice and I didn't want to make a move that would wake her up and make her think I was touching her. I stayed still, trying to push thoughts that weren't entirely appropriate out of my mind. My body was reacting to the time it had been since I touched a woman's private part.

My hand was falling asleep as Martina moved to adjust herself and in that same movement, intentionally or not, she grabbed my hand and placed it on the center of her chest. It was more than just a touch, I was touching her completely. Trying to see if I could break free, I looked down and saw her exaggerated cleavage.

One thing and another had me horny like I hadn't been in a long time. I had the option of pretending to be asleep, so that if Martina woke up, she wouldn't think I was purposely groping her. That's what I was going to do, but my niece woke up, looked me in the eyes and gave me a radiant smile.

- I fell asleep.

- Yes, don't worry.

- It's very nice, but I'm a little cold.

- I'm going to get the jacket.

- No, stay by my side.

- But you're going to get sick.

- Take me in your arms to warm me.

She stood up and sat back down, this time curled up on my lap. I put my arms around her and this time I stroked her hair and everything within reach, trying to warm her up. I couldn't stop looking at her, the smile still etched on her face, until she stretched her neck, put her lips level with mine and kissed me.

It was too hot and reminded me of the past to avoid this kiss. It was as tender as it was long. Our lips found their place until our mouths parted slightly, just enough to let our tongues dance between them. I felt a shiver run through my body.

We kissed for a long time, just as it had happened with Araceli. In the same way, my hands left her arms and back and went in search of much more erotic areas. I had already touched her chest, but I couldn't stop, I needed to feel her skin against skin, to feel her under her shirt.

She responded to this contact by pushing her tongue deeper into my mouth, which made me understand that she was happy with it. I gently massaged her breast, filling my whole hand. Her nipple was hard, I felt it in my palm and I didn't hesitate to play with it, holding it with my thumb and pushing it. It was bad, but it was very good.

Every time my niece moved on my lap, her meaty ass rubbed against my erect cock, making me worry that I wouldn't be able to stop myself from cumming. The kisses became more intense, and I had lifted her shirt so that her breasts were free and I could caress them both. I had noticed her nipples, small and black, and I couldn't wait to take them in my mouth.

I had a hand on each breast and was already pressing them quite intensely. The warmth of our breasts was evident in our passionate kisses. Unable to contain myself, I began to descend very slowly, until I touched her hot crotch. Just like what had happened to Araceli the first time, she let me know that tonight would not happen.

- I don't know what's happening to us, but if it weren't for the rule, I promise I would.

- Maybe it's better this way.

- Because?

- What is happening is not appropriate.

- It is possible, if we want it.

- Imagine what the family would say if they knew.

- Come on, Uncle Roman, you never cared what people thought.

- It's true.

- We'll be back next week and you can show me the bird.

To be continued...