Chapter 4: My sexy young cousin, Fey

“We need those payment checks back. Do you think you can you get them?” Delores asked.

I rolled out of her bed and stood up. It had seemed like we’d made love for a week, but it was only around 9PM.

“Diane will have them; she’ll be doing the accounting in the morning.” I said. “Whenever I go in there, she expects me to ... you know.”

Delores looked excited by the idea. “Do it!” she exclaimed, “Get back over there. Tomorrow morning you fuck the brains out of that conniving little bitch, and steal back those checks Bob took. They’re all made out to “Haas West”, and that means you.”

“Us.” I corrected her. “I could wait until Bob leaves, and then just take them from her. I don’t want to do it with her again. I only want you.”

“Fuck her.” Delores insisted. “Listen, this thing, you and me; we have to keep it from going too deep. Sex warps the mind, Tommy. Love is great and all, but we need to stay focused until we get our shit together. And we need time to get organized before they figure out what we’re up to. Bob and Diane have roots here, they know people. We need stealth; Diane and Bob both used sex to fuck us, now you need to use it to fuck them back.”

“Are you sure about this?” I asked.

“This is for you, Tommy; I can get a job easily, my apartment’s paid for and so is my car. I took a salary for the work I did, and that’s fair. I’m owed nothing; you and your mom were the ones who got fucked, and I’ll help you get your inheritance back, but you have to do your part.

“Go on, and make up a story on your way home to explain the time in case anyone asks. And tomorrow morning, you lay waste to your aunt Diane, fuck her into a stupor! So by the time they figure it out, we have what we need.”

Back at Bob’s place scheming was going on too.

“You could have waited a week or two, the party convention is tomorrow.” Diane complained, “Folding up Haas West is going to be a lot of work, we need to organize a buyout. Oh, Tommy; good you’re here, we’re going to need your signature on things.”

I just nodded like the village idiot they seemed to think I was.

The next morning, Bob and Diane left early for the state party convention; Diane was hoping to be nominated as a state representative. It looked like I wasn’t going to have to do it with her again, and that was a huge relief.

I went into her study, hoping I’d be able to get at the checks. Cousin Fey was there, working at Diane’s desk.

She was a little younger than me; not quite 17. She was a bit hot in a schoolgirl way, she wore a lot of makeup and tight clothes. She had big tits and a tight ass, and tortured home-job blond hair. She sometimes flirted with me, other times was bitchy.

My sexual education over the last couple of months had been rapid; I recognized now that she had a little crush on me.

I’d come from that beach in Mexico with an even tan, a flat belly, and an easy outlook on life. I was weird and exotic to her. I didn’t think she wanted me as a boyfriend, just as a lover. A little naughty nookie. The idea of sliding my big rod into her skinny body had some appeal.

I had no interest in her though; she was a slutty airhead who got drunk on weekends and bragged about her older boyfriends. To me and Chris that is, her parents thought she was a virgin.

“Hey there Tommy.” She said, pushing a stack of checks into an envelope and sealing it. “Tough about the West shop, huh? My dad says you’re fucked.”

“Yeah, I guess I am.” I said. “What are you doing with those checks?”

“I have to drop them at the bank on my way to the beach. Hey, wanna come?”

“Sure, whatever.” I said, trying to form a plan. Those checks were worth $56,000. And actually, they belonged to me.

Sure, we could all go to court, but by the time that was done, Haas West would be long gone. And after legal fees, I’d probably be gone too.

I could simply take them by force; there was no one home. But that could go all sorts of troublesome ways, few of them good. I had to improvise. Instead of fucking Diane into submission, I’d try to fuck her daughter.

“I bet you look hot in a bathing suit.” I said.

She brightened up a bit; “I sure do!” she agreed, “Wanna see?”

“Yeah, do you have it on under your clothes?”

She stood up and peeled off her jeans and tee shirt, revealing a very skimpy bikini stretched over a very round pair of little teenage ass cheeks.

“Jeez, Fey; if you weren’t my cousin I’d be all over you.” I said, “You’re so hot the house could catch fire.”

“What do you mean, cousins are allowed.” She said. “So what do you wear to the beach? Got those hot speedo things?”

“No, I can’t wear those.”

“Why? Got something to hide there, cuz?”

“You could say that.” I said blandly.

“You’re full of shit.” She challenged me.

“Oh yeah? You want me to show you?” I teased her.

The envelope was in her bag, sitting on the desk where I’d made out with her mother. Was it wrong to use my stupid cousin this way?

She was part of it. She was charged with depositing my checks into her parent’s account. She drove a new car that was paid for with my money. Innocent or not, she was a soldier in her mother’s scheme.

“Go on!” she insisted, waving at my waist.

I had conflicting urges.

She was really sexy, attractive yet repulsive. Bitchy, slutty, arrogant, privileged. Mostly, I didn’t want to risk diluting my feelings for Delores.

Sex and love, it was wonderful. I wanted to just leave here, abandon it all, and spend my life in bed with the woman who had nursed me, had sex with my dad, my uncle, and probably my granddad.

I reminded myself I was on a mission. Charged with a task. I had to do it, at the very least I had to try.

I pushed my pants down, and my underwear with them. My hose swung limply out into the room.

“Wow.” She said, staring at it like a dog at a bone. “How big does it get?”

“Big enough.” I said, “Check it out.”

My nearly naked teenaged cousin reached out her little hand and grabbed me. She looked more scared than I was, and that’s saying something. To my horror, it felt wonderful to be fondled by her. My cock surged with energy in her hand, filling with energy and erection as she stroked me excitedly.

Her eyes lifted, she looked up at me and I had her. I took her face and kissed her. Kissed her tenderly yet passionately, as I would have kissed Delores.

“Wow!” she said again. “You’re huge! Do you know how to use it?”

I reached around her, standing close but not touching. I untied her top and pulled the strings around front and up over her head, exposing her big full breasts.

Perfect tits like the girls in glamor magazines. Tits that should have made me forget Deloris’s low hanging pendular breasts.

I slid my hands down her back to her tiny little ass, squeezed her young tits against myself, and lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, smiling with a mixture of excitement and doubt.

I held her weight easily; I was stronger than I’d realized. I turned and walked through the empty house with my erect penis bouncing against my cousin’s young groin. I carried her right up the stairs like that, into her bedroom, and kicked the door closed behind us before lowering her onto her big soft bed.

She stared up at me; shocked, excited, eager. My penis bulged and throbbed in the air between us.

This was so bad.

She was good looking; perfect young skin, lustrous hair, clear brown eyes, even white teeth. She was new, fresh, unspoiled.

No, I reminded myself. She was very spoiled. Her parents had bought her a new car for her seventeenth birthday while we couldn’t even afford a new bicycle for mine. That wasn’t Fey’s fault. Still, she was a drinking, smoking, pill popping little slut, I rationalized to myself.

She pulled off her bikini bottom, and her groin was hairless, which was a bit freaky; it made her look even younger than she really was.

“Like it?” she teased, “I bet your Mexican girl didn’t shave herself.”

She opened her legs wide, and I got into bed next to her. Naked, we kissed. I fondled her breasts and she kept pulling on my penis. I went down on her and she squealed happily.

I was still a novice, but her mother and Delores had taught me a lot already. I liked to lick.

I just needed to get that envelope from her bag; I was still reluctant about full on sex with my teenage cousin. So I kept licking and kissing, until she twisted around and started sucking my cock.

Shit; she was really pretty. I really didn’t like her much, and at the same time she really turned me on.

“I don’t have a condom.” I grunted, which was a lie actually. I was hoping to get out of fucking her, br released from my conflicting impulses.

“Oh, I do.” She said, “In my bag, where did I leave it?”

“In your mom’s office.” I reminded her, “I’ll get it.”

I wrapped a towel around my hips and went downstairs. I pulled the envelope out, and hid it between books on a shelf in the living room.

I’d done it! I didn’t need to fuck cousin Fey; I could get clothes from my room and go to Delores with the checks. We had a lot to do; Delores was planning to meet to a lawyer she knew, and the landlord of the shop, and the bank manager even though it was Saturday.

I should at least go make an excuse though; to leave Fey naked and waiting would be too rude.

I went back into her room.

“Found it?” she asked excitedly, with her big eyes and big tits and tight little tasty hairless vagina all pointed at me.

Well ... well well what the hell. Maybe Delores was right, it was good if I had sex with someone else, just to take the edge off our emotional madness. My cousin was crazy sexy and my cock was crazy hard.

For some reason, the condom was in my hand. She saw it and reached for it, so I let her take it.

My little cousin quickly opened the packet, took out the rubber, and handed it back.

I pulled it over my cock with some difficulty. It was the first time I’d worn one.