“So what’s the story girl?” he asked again.
What could I say at that point? There was just no way he was ever going to believe that I really wanted my uncle to fuck me just for my own pleasure. I had made it pretty clear how I felt about him when I finally worked up the nerve to ask my dad to keep him from me. I made a quick decision to come clean and let him know what I was planning. By the time we reached the restaurant, I had spilled my guts. The only thing I left out was my mom’s role. The last thing I wanted my dad to know was that his wife had to ask his daughter to help him with his sexual needs!
We didn’t say a word until we were seated. It was a Chinese buffet so we all got our first helpings and returned to the booth. After my dad gave the blessing, he looked up over the table at me with a puzzled look.
“OK, I buy everything that you’ve told me about WHAT you have done so far, I just don’t get the WHY,” he mused, “Not long ago I went to my own brother and had to tell him my daughter didn’t want him doing her anymore. Any idea how that made me feel? And now you’re coming on to him like you’re in heat. I KNOW there’s more to this than what you’ve told me.”
As I sat there wondering what to say next, my mom came to the rescue. She put her hand on his arm and squeezed it gently.
“Now John, can’t a girl change her mind without you having to cross-examine her?”
“Yeah but…”
My mom cut him off and gave him that look she does when she wants him to shut up.
“Enough already honey, why not just enjoy the afternoon?”
That effectively ended the conversation and we finished out meal without anything else being said about it. Even on the ride home, when my dad tried to mention it my mom would shush him and tell him to be quiet.
Back home I went straight to my room and undressed. I pulled out one of my nightshirts, the one that barely covered my ass when I was standing up and exposed about everything any other time. On a whim, I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. After all, I would be effectively competing with a hot little teenager and I didn’t want to look any older than I had to. Wearing a ponytail always to take a few years off of me.
Although the nightshirt was loose on me, my boobs poked out nicely. At least I had bigger ones than Tammy who was still probably an A cup although lately I had noticed she was getting a little bigger in the chest. If I noticed them, I was sure my dad had so anything to make mine look better was fine with me.
Chapter 5 – Fathers and Daughters Again
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It was about 3:00PM when my uncle arrived with Tammy in tow. My mom greeted them as they came in and commented on how hot Tammy was looking these days. Indeed she was. Under that thick winter coat she was wearing a tight sweater than seemed to magnify her boobs and a pair of jeans that had to have been hell to get on they were so tight. The sweater was short enough that her tight little belly peeped out when she stretched or moved. It wasn’t anything risque but yet at the same time seemed to accentuate her natural sexuality. God she was a hot little vixen! Needless to say, my uncle couldn’t take his eyes off my ass as I walked in. He had always been more an ass man than a legs or boobs guy and I knew all it took to get him going was to flash my butt at him – which I naturally did.