him any reason whatsoever to be suspicious.
Wade didn't help much. He couldn't keep his hands off of her. Whenever she found herself in the shop with him alone she had to fight to keep her head clear. He could make her giddy with just a kiss, a touch, a rub of his hips against hers. And then she'd find her arms around him, her mouth turned up eagerly for his hot, hungry kisses.
On the day they were to leave Wade seemed especially amorous. He lured her into the back of the shop once and got his hand under her dress. Though Brenda tried to keep things half way cool, her defenses shattered when Wade hooked his fingers under the nylon band of her panties and began to fingerfuck her with agonizing slowness. She was leaning against the wall, legs stretched apart as she let him slide in and out of her with his middle finger and her juices dripped hotly to the floor. It was the jangle of the front door that brought her out of her dazed sexual fantasy. Her father stood at the counter when she managed to stumble out.
'You seen Wade?' he asked, looking at her directly. She felt scalded by his eyes and was sure she was blushing violently.
'No I haven t,' she said loudly, hoping her uncle would hear and keep low.
'What were you doing back there?' her father asked.
'Oh I like to try on those old dresses sometimes,' she said, giving a reason for her embarrassment. 'I've never told anybody before.'
'You put on those old dresses?'
'It's alright, isn't it father? I don't hurt them at all.'
'I guess so. Just seems a little odd.' He walked close to her. Brenda prayed that he wouldn't get a whiff of her musky scent. She was all heated up from the gentle friction of Wade's finger in her pussy. But her father didn't seem to pick up her aroma. 'I wish you'd go back to wearing your hair in a bun,' he commented.
'I've gotten to like it like this,' she said.
'Yes, I know. And you've taken to wearing dresses.' His face showed his disapproval. Brenda pretended to be puttering with a jewelry case until he drifted out of the shop. Wade came out of the back room and slipped an arm around her waist, bending her over the counter.
'Oh Wade, that was too close. I'm going to lose my composure one of these days.'
'Honey, nothing can keep us apart.' His hands were busy under the back of her dress. She moaned as he petted the soaked band of her panties and then stretched it to one side. She heard his zipper open. She felt the hot, firm head of his cock pushing against her feverish lips. She panted, leaning her big breasts on the counter.
'Ohhhhhh not like thisssss! Wade, what if a customer comes in?'
'It's pretty early for a customer.' His cock nudged harder. She couldn't keep her ass from wiggling back and forth a little. The position was so new to her. Bent over at the waist like that, her feet barely touching the floor. But Wade liked it. He nudged forward again and there was a wet sound as her labia parted around the streamlined barb.
'Christ, you're the hottest girl I've ever had the pleasure to put my cock in,' he teased.
'… hot,' Brenda sighed, her eyes half closed with the excitement of feeling him getting into her from behind. Wade was so inventive! She was helpless to resist his passionate lovemaking.
'Yeah, really hot and juicy. Cause you're so young I guess.'
'Uhhhh, Wade, it feels so big doing it like this.'
Wade worked his hips gingerly and more of her folds slipped out around his glans. When he pulled back slowly there was the sound of pink cuntflesh sucking at the smooth surface of his cock. Brenda grunted with pleasure and leaned her face down against the glass counter. Her toes were off the floor now, swinging gently as Wade jabbed in a little deeper, deeper, deeper.
'Yuuuhhh, whhaaah,' she groaned, drooling down her chin. The tingling feeling had started already. She was being rubbed so nicely against the edge of the counter top. Her clit was being pressed as her uncle's weight forced her down. And his cock throbbed each time he penetrated her another inch.
'Baby, ohhhh baby!'
'Wade, you're not wearing a rubber.'
'And it sure feels great. Honey, your insides are like angel wings. Your pussy is as soft as…'
'Wade, stop! Ohhh darling, I'm so hot I could come right now. And if I get that excited, I'd let you make a baby inside me. I just can't think straight when I start coming.'
'Let's make a baby,' he laughed, probing deeper with his feverish cocktip.
'God nhhhoooo!' She tried to pull herself forward but she was pressed firmly against the counter. Her uncle had her good. And his cock was sliding so deep now that she felt the rounded shape of his glans pressing against her womb. The shooting thrills were acute. She felt more juice slipping from between her crevice. And her panty crotch was rubbing against the side of her uncle's cock every time he fucked her. Brenda hadn't guessed that getting it with her panties still on could be so tantalizing.
The front door jangled as someone came into the shop. Brenda pushed herself up from the counter and found the floor with her feet. Her uncle acted like he didn't want to pull his big prick out of her body but he had to. She jerked her dress down in back and tried to compose her face. Then she focused on who it was.
'Oh, Annie, it's you.'
Annie seemed to sense something. But she didn't say it if she had suspicions. She just gave Brenda a smile and pranced by them. Wade let out a pent-up breath and looked at Brenda knowingly.
'I guess that was a little close,' he whispered.
'Oh you. I wish I could resist you. You probably think I'm easy.'
'Well, aren't you?'
'When I'm in your arms I am.' She stood on tiptoes to brush his lips and then started for the door. 'I've got to go home and get some of my things together. It's going to be fun, isn't it Wade?'
'It sure is honey.' He winked. 'It sure as hell is.'
Annie heard the front door as her older sister left the shop. She had been shivering with excitement since the moment she'd interrupted the little love scene. But her eyes hadn't mistaken the details. Her Uncle Wade had really been doing something naughty to Brenda! Brenda had been bent over the edge of the counter with her dress up in back. Annie had seen that for sure! What Wade had been doing back there she wasn't sure of. But she'd seen him zipping his fly up. And there'd been a heavy scent of sex in the air when she'd walked by them. Her pussy tingled more as she thought of Wade actually fooling around with his niece.
She was intrigued. Especially after going all the way with her own first cousin. Annie wondered how big her uncle's cock was. She blushed for having such thoughts. But the images persisted. She could almost imagine how it might look jutting out of his fly, rubbing against the inner slickness of her big sister's cunt. No wonder Brenda had been so insistent on going with Wade to search out more antiques for the shop. Annie was sure that the two of them would probably spend more time in a motel bed than finding furniture bargains. And if father ever found out it would be murder.
'God, I'll bet he knows how to do it,' Annie breathed, thinking again of her uncle's muscular body. He was really a well-built, good-looking man. And so much more mature than anyone she'd had experience with. Annie couldn't help wonder if she could catch Wade's eye herself.
She pawed through the rack of old dresses, searching for something special. She found it. A flapper dress with lots of fringe. The previous owner must have been a small woman, even a girl like herself. She kicked off her shoes and did a little charleston, happy with the way the fringe flew around. Her brown eyes sparkled as she waltzed into the front part of the store and saw her uncle turn.
'I'll bet that dress never looked better,' he said.
'Like me?' She moved closer, letting her uncle have a smell of the perfume she'd dabbed on that morning. Wade seemed appreciative. He pushed his fingers through his curly hair and grinned as she did her little dance in front of him. Then she grabbed his hand. 'Come on and dance with me.'
Wade put a record on the antique victrola and then swept Annie into his strong arms. It was a slow, old fashioned number and she concentrated on following his every move. His fingers tightened at the small of her back. She knew he could feel the young lines of her body through the dress. She pressed her cheek against his chest.
'You've grown up a lot in the past few months,' Wade said.
