Jan

'Damn you like what? What you did, or what I did?'

'Either. Both. Hell, all of it!'

'Tsk, tsk. Such language to come out of such a talented mouth.'

'Yeah, well, you're no amateur yourself, there, Uncle Dan!' she said, followed a moment later with 'You mean I did okay?'

'Yes, I think I can safely say you did 'OK', I suppose.' I answered, managing to keep a straight face for all of three or four seconds before laughing at the expression on her face.

'You rat!'

'C'mon, Trouble. If you'd thought about it for a moment, you would know you did just fine. After all, didn't you get the results you wanted?'

'Hmmph. Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?' she answered with a smile.

'I can assure you, I found the results MOST satisfactory.'

'I'll bet you did – I thought I was going to choke!'

'Trust me – you did a lot better than 'OK'. I haven't experienced something that intense for quite some time, I assure you.'

She smiled at me, and said 'Thanks, Uncle Dan – not just for the compliment, but for what you did for me, too. You're right, the second one was easier than the first one!'

'Yeah, well, I think maybe the fact that you got a little bit of a head start on me had something to do with it, too.'

She grinned, and asked, 'You think maybe? Even so, it took me a lot less time for the second one than it did the first one.'

'Well, I guess that means that you won't be needing my help any more then, doesn't it?' I asked, with a fake hurt expression on my face.

She wasn't going for it this time, though 'Sure. Except when I get the chance! I'm not going to let you go that easy, Dan.'

'No, I suppose you're not. Makes me wonder what kind of monster I've turned loose on an unsuspecting world…'

'A horny one?', she asked, getting us both laughing.

After that, we lay there quietly for a while, until the chill in the room started to get to us. I started to get up; saying that I thought a hot shower was called for, when Jan asked if I'd mind a little company – all in the interest of safety, of course. I snickered, and gave her the old 'fish eye', causing her to break into a fit of giggles. Only when she ran out of breath did she take me by the hand and lead me to the bathroom, giving me a wonderful show of her tight little ass cheeks clenching as she walked. Our co-showering lasted only as long as the hot water before we got out and meticulously dried each other off – and almost getting us started on another hormone rampage. It was only by noticing the time, and realizing that the boys would be home before long, that we were able to restrain ourselves. We went back into the den, and noticing the smell of hot lust in the air, opted to toss several logs on the fire, so that the air would be drawn out the chimney, and the smell of the wood could mask the pheromones. We'd only had the den completely cleaned up for a few minutes before the sound of the boys being brought home greeted us.

It didn't take much discussion for us to all agree to go out for pizza.

The rest of the evening – and even the week – passed without a hitch. A couple more times we were able to 'get together' for a little fun and frolic, but nothing as extensive as that first time.

Paul returned on schedule; he and I agreed that since his plane got in during the school day, he'd surprise the kids by picking them up himself.

The rest of the winter pretty much went by normally. Jan found ways to give us a few hours together a couple of times, each time surprising me with her openness and willingness to experiment. We were also able to set new individual records for intensity of orgasms and climaxes; on one memorable occasion, I thought I was going to turn inside out, through my penis after she managed to deep throat me to climax. As I'd predicted, orgasms came (forgive the pun) easier and easier for her. One memorable time, when I'd joined them for supper, I innocently asked her how things were going, and got 'Oh, everything's pretty well in hand!' for a reply, nearly giving me a coughing fit a few moments later – amusing her greatly – when I caught her meaning.

For the next several months, Jan took every chance she had to rub up against me, give me more-than-brief flashes of her anatomy, grope me, and do just about anything else she could think of. It slacked off slightly when Paul was home from his business trips or her brothers Leo and John were around, but not by a whole lot. Not that I didn't enjoy it, mind you, it's just that the enjoyment was tempered by waiting for the other shoe to drop.

A couple of times, I had to pull Authority Figure duty for Paul, while he was on one of his extended sales trips. During those occasions, Jan would find (or make) opportunities for the two of us to have some 'private' time together. I was always careful to let her move at her own pace, and let her lead in how and when we ratcheted up our intimacy level, for a couple of reasons. First, I genuinely loved her, and didn't want to do anything to hurt her; and second, I figured my only hope if her dad ever found out about us would be if I could correctly and honestly point out that anything she and I had done had been her idea (a feeble excuse, to be true, but…) On one of those occasions, she managed to get us an entire evening and night alone together.

I thought she was going to kill me.

The boys had gone off to spend the night with a couple of their friends, and Jan and I had just gone with TV dinners for supper. I was sitting on the couch in the den, watching TV and hoping that it would be relatively 'quiet' evening. Yeah, right. It started out when Jan got the kitchen cleaned up, and went into her room. I heard her take a quick shower, but ignored it. Big Mistake number one. She came flouncing (and believe me, when a nubile young 15 -year-old flounces into a room, you know you've been flounced at!) into the den with me, perfumed, powdered, and wearing nothing but a smile. That accomplished, she promptly planted her cute little fanny square on my lap, and my rapidly growing erection. Once satisfied that she was starting to get the reaction she wanted, she gave me a cat-that-ate-the-canary smile, and turned herself around so that she was facing me, with her legs spread and her feet on each side of me – leaving me one hell of a view. Barely tilting my head, I could see everything from her nicely rounded, tight little ass to the cleft between her thighs (where her clitoris and inner lips were both playing peek-a-boo with me) to her rounded, firm breasts that were capped with light brown – and definitely erect! – nipples. Moving on up to her face, I could see that she was waiting to see what my reaction would be.

Figuring that I might be able to derail her plans, I tried something new:

'Hello, little girl! Would you like a cookie?'

Big Mistake number two.

She promptly started giggling, and then escalated into full laughing (causing some very interesting shockwaves on her anatomy). The net effect was that I was seriously distracted from my plan to remain as aloof and unmovable as possible: it's not that I have a dirty mind, you understand, it's just that so many of my thoughts leave muddy little footprints.

Once she'd calmed down again, she responded by ripping my shirt open (surprisingly, no buttons were embedded in the wall), and hugging me hard enough that I thought the points of her nipples were going to leave an impression in my back. She then let up slightly, and proceeded to sink her teeth (gently) into my neck, and from there to my shoulder, where she started 'chewing' – all the while rubbing her crotch against my now extremely uncomfortable erection.

It was then that I made my last Big Mistake: I tried to move around so that my erection wasn't being folded in half. It seemed that every time I even thought about moving, she would find a way to take advantage of it (and me), so that we finally ended up with me on my back, her on top of me, and the two of us in one ferocious liplock and tongue-duel.

At that point, I figured I'd put up enough of a fight for my (tattered) virtue, and joined in: starting at her shoulders, I slowly traced the fingertips of each hand down her side and hips, across her buns (pausing to give them little squeezes), meeting up in the middle just above the crack of her ass, and back up (fingers spread to cover her entire back) to just below her neck, where my hands separated to return to her shoulders. It wasn't more than a couple dozen repetitions of this before I could feel her nipples pressing into my chest even more, and she started squirming on me. A few more of these, and she broke our kiss to come up for air, and a little moaning. A couple more after that, and she raised herself above me enough that I was able to latch onto one of her breasts,