Chapter 4: Heading to My Uncle Jim’s House

My dad eventually got up to take a shower, leaving the three of us to rest on the bed together. We were all a bit exhausted, even my mom seemed to be tired although I suspected that was as much a holdover from yesterday’s activities as anything. Maybe it was a good thing Rick hadn’t been able to make it over after all. With my eighteen year-old hunk of a cousin around she would have been a LOT busier yesterday than just driving the boat and watching her husband screw his daughter and niece!

It wasn’t until then I noticed the clock and saw it already almost 10AM! Gee whiz, not only we need to check out in an hour, but most of the morning was already shot. My mom and dad debated our options and finally decided we would just have to put off going to the lake again and head home. At least everyone was in better shape than we were last night after a day of sun and boating. Personally, I wouldn’t have minded just hanging around the marina for a while, flirting with the boys that were always present and who knows, maybe suck a little new cock. Well, I guess you can’t have everything.

We packed up and soon we were back on the road heading north to Pittsburgh. By the time we got back it was well after noon so we just dropped Kristen off at her house and headed home to pick up a few things and straighten up. Fortunately, my ever efficient mom had already fixed a couple of trays of veggies so she was ready to go in that regard.

I ventured up to my bedroom to find another bikini to wear. My Aunt Shari was a bit of a prude (understatement of the year) and if I dared to wear the one I had worn at the lake, she would have flipped. Granted, there was nothing about the thong that was actually visible in back but a few strings, but it covered the essentials up front - barely. My mom had to put up with the brunt of my Aunt’s complaints about me and so to help her out a bit I grabbed one that was a little more conservative, at least by my standards. It was still borderline so far as the public pool dress code went, but it at least covered a few square inches of my ass and my boobs weren’t threatening to fall out if I bent over.

Searching my dresser, I grabbed a pale pink wrap and tied it around me, leaving just the bikini top on above. One look in the mirror confirmed that my hair was a disaster from the lake water, even though I had washed it back at the hotel. There was no time to fool with it so I just pulled it back in a ponytail and let it go at that. A pair of black flat sandals and I was ready to go!

Back downstairs, my mom gave me the once-over and just shook her head in mock despair. She knew that though I may be twenty-two, to my Aunt I’m still my mom’s little girl and she knew she would probably hear no end of it later today when Aunt Shari got a look at me. Now if only she had some idea of what I had been doing the past year with her husband and son, then she would REALLY have something to say. Even that would be nothing in comparison to her reaction to finding out that her own husband and his brother had been fucking her fourteen year-old daughter! Of course, I would never mention anything about that to her but when she was being her usual bitchy self, it helped me to ignore her knowing the naughty secrets I kept in the back of my mind.

My aunt and uncle lived north of the city in an upscale community. With the holiday traffic the tunnels and bridges were a mess so it took a lot longer than usual to get there. Entering their driveway, I noticed that our SUV was the only vehicle so it didn’t look like anyone else was there. True, it wasn’t supposed to be anything big today anyway, most likely just our two families. It seemed that since their girls had gotten married and moved away that my Uncle Paul and Aunt Julie didn’t come around as often. They only lived a little bit south of us so I didn’t know what their real problem was. Dad had never been as close to his older brother as he was to Uncle Jim, probably due to the greater age difference.