Chapter 3

Ken flipped the pages of the paper slowly, trying to concentrate on the news, but finding it nearly impossible. Visions of the girls flickered through his mind. The events that had occurred since his arrival home had left him stunned, and since nothing quite like it had ever happened to him before, he wasn't sure how to cope.

Then, there was Lynn's frank admission about the children that he wondered whether he could accept. Admittedly, he was aware of the changing morals in the last ten years or so, but the openness and casualness of the females in the household still astounded him. In his generation, sex and showing bodies was done, but secretly, and was not something to be done boldly and openly.

Resolving to wait until he could converse with Lynn upon her return, he pushed all of the nagging thoughts from his head and opened the paper to the sports pages, determined that he would not be drawn to the girls and allow himself to do something he would regret forever. He was scanning the black print intently when Nancy came in, carrying a vacuum cleaner.

"Uncle Ken, will it bother you if I run this in here?"

Peering over the paper, he saw that she had not changed from her gauzy powder blue nightie. No amount of will power could have stopped his dick from rising as he gazed at the young girl's firm mounds and wool-covered cunt.

"No, that's all right, honey, but don't you think you should put some clothes on first? You can't run around like that all day, you know."

Nancy smiled broadly as she set the cleaner down and plugged it in. "You've been away too long, Uncle Ken. Don't you know that a lot of women do their house cleaning naked now?"

"Why, for God's sake?"

She shrugged and looked at him naively. "It's just a lot more comfortable. I do it all the time, when I'm here by myself."

He shook his head with wonder. "Your mother and Dana, too?"

"I don't know, but I guess they do. What's wrong with it if nobody else is here?"

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "But I'm here now."

Again she smiled impishly. "Yeah, but you're family. And I do have something on, too."

"Not much, but if that's the way you do things, go ahead."

"You mean you wouldn't mind if I took this thing off? I'd rather. I'm used to doing it that way now."

Ken thought about what Lynn had said. If she was right and he was wrong, he didn't want to foul things up and make either of the girls ashamed or embarrassed. "It's okay with me. Whatever you want suits me. Just promise you'll get dressed as soon as you're through."

"Oh, I will. I haven't got much more to do."

He tried to hide his face behind the paper as she switched on the vacuum and began pushing it around the room, but it was useless. Her gorgeous titties swayed, flopped and slapped together as she pushed and pulled, and her smoothly rounded ass jiggled and bobbled. She was not ashamed, and actually hummed as she worked.

"Would you please raise your feet?" she asked happily, standing before him in all her naked glory.

"Sure." He was thankful for the paper that concealed the big, throbbing bulge in his robe.

His eyes followed her around the room until she had finished and put the vacuum away, then she returned to flop down on the couch with her arms resting at her sides and her legs parted just enough so that he could see the pink furrow of her love nest.

"Whew, I'm going to rest a second. Can I get you anything, Uncle Ken? Coffee or something?"

"No, baby. Did you say you had to give Dana a bath this morning?"

"Uh huh. Either Mom or I help her into the bathtub, but she washes herself. It's no trouble."

It was an agonizing strain to keep from staring at her ripe pussy, and he wished now that he had poured the meat to Lynn before she left so that his balls would be drained. It was difficult not to have lascivious thoughts when you were horny, especially with a naked nymph so close.

"Tell me something, Nancy. Has Toby ever helped Dana with her bath?"

She shook her head vigorously. "No. Mom is real funny about things like that. She wouldn't let him."

"But you all let him see you with only your nighties on."

"Well, yeah, but that's different. Jeez, like Mom said, he can go down to the drug store and see pictures of all the naked girls he wants. Besides, we're not really bare. He doesn't pay much attention anyway."

Ken saw that he wasn't getting through, and gave up. The girl obviously felt that she was doing nothing wrong, probably because her mother had told her so, and there was no sense in pounding the subject into the ground. Since he had already made up his mind not to do anything, his looking really was innocuous.

"Do you have much more cleaning to do?"

"Only the kitchen and Dana's room. I'll take care of her room while she's in the tub. I have to change her sheets, too."

"Well, I'll give you a hand and help Dana while you do the kitchen. I haven't got anything else to do."

"Jeez, thanks, Uncle Ken. I did want to go see my girl friend, and that way I'll get through faster."

His prick was still stiff and jumping as he watched her prance toward the kitchen, and he was becoming aware that if the situation remained the same, he was going to walk around with a perpetual hard-on. Since both girls had seen the mound caused by Toby's erection, he reasoned that Nancy wouldn't be shocked at his, so he proceeded to follow her and get himself a beer.

She was already running water in the sink when he entered and crossed to the refrigerator. As he was popping the top on the can, she turned to speak to him, then noticed the huge protrusion in the front of his robe. Raising her eyes quickly to his face, she gave him an apologetic smile, as though she shouldn't have looked.

"I could have brought that in to you, Uncle Ken."

He grunted, and said, "I need the exercise, honey. I'll go run the water, then get Dana."

Ken was on the way out when the phone rang, and he stopped to answer it."

"Oh," a sultry, sexy voice said, "is this Mr. Sheridan?"

"Yes, it is. What can I do for you?"

"This is Mary Sims, Dr. Larson's nurse. This is my afternoon off, and I wondered if it would be convenient for me to stop by and change the dressings on Dana's eyes."

"That's very thoughtful of you, but it isn't necessary. You don't have to go to that trouble. Either my sister or myself can bring her in to the office."

"Oh, it's no trouble, really," she said in rich vibrant tones. "I live only a block from you, in the Castle Apartments. I think a lot of Dana, and it's not out of my way at all."

"Well, if you want to, it would be very nice. My sister has the car, and I don't know when we could make it. Some time around noon, then?"

"Yes. I'll see you then. 'Bye."

"Was that the doctor's office?" Nancy asked when he hung up the receiver.

"Yeah. The nurse."

"Miss Sims. She's really nice. And, boy, is she pretty!"

"Oh?" Ken's interest perked up. If she had looks to go with that voice... ! "Are you sure she isn't married?"

"She doesn't wear any rings, I know that."

"Well, she's going to be by here around noon. Make sure you have some clothes on by then. I'll take Dana to my bathroom in case you want to shower."

"Okay."

Ken went to his bedroom, started the water in the master bath, then went to get his youngest daughter. She was sitting on the side of her bed, listening to her tapes, her covered eyes staring sightlessly at the floor.

"Ready for your bath, sweetheart?"

"Yeah, I suppose. Who was that on the phone, Daddy?"

"Miss Sims. She's coming over to take care of your eyes."

"Oh, darn it! I was hoping it would be the doctor, and that he'd take these stupid patches off for good."

He sensed her depressed mood, and felt compassion for her, but tried to keep his manner light. "C'mon, kitten. You can't give up when it's almost over. Let's go get that bath."

He helped her up, then guided her down the hall and through his room to the bath. After slipping her yellow gown off, he eased her down on the closed toilet seat and checked the water in the tub.

"Warm or hot, Dana?"

"About medium." She sighed sadly. "I feel so darn dumb having to have everyone do things for me like this."

"Nobody minds, baby." He turned off the water and shrugged out of his robe. After standing her in the tub, he asked, "Would you like me to wash you? It'd probably be easier."

Dana raised and dropped her shoulders unconcernedly. "I don't care. If you want to."

"Of course I do." His cock was rock hard as he soaped a cloth and began rubbing it over her delicious youthful body. She stood very still while he washed her, not flinching when he touched her tits, cunt or ass. Both of them remained silent while he rinsed her, paying particular attention to her fleecy pussy, her tits, and the deep dark crack of her ass.

"That doesn't bother you, does it?" he asked huskily when he was through and staring at her wetly glistening figure while his stiff organ danced in front of him.

"No," she replied simply. "I'm getting used to it now."

Grabbing a towel, he dried her off to the waist, feeling her supple girlish form arouse him maddeningly. It was more than just a mere sexual desire. It was a deep-rooted lust that constricted his throat and made his balls suck up into his groin. Obeying an impulse that roared through him like a horrendous wave, he bent over and began brushing his lips over her fleshy titties and kissing her nipples tenderly.

"Daddy!" she said aghast. "What are you doing?"

"Just kissing you," he replied hoarsely. "Doesn't it feel good?"

"I'm... not sure. Are you supposed to do that?"

"If I love you, yes."

He lifted one of her feet and placed it on the tub rim, then crouched down to dry her legs. His face was only scant inches from her puffy-lipped cunt covered with blonde curls, and the neatness of the virgin nest made his hands tremble. He rubbed her down, then had her step out while he dried her feet. The instant he was through, Ken discarded the towel and began kissing her stomach, abdomen and pelvis, caressing her buns at the same time.

"Daddy, I... wish you wouldn't do that," Dana whimpered.

Ken paused in his oral petting to look up between the cleavage of her magnificent breasts. "Why not, princess?"

A small shiver ran through her, and her hands tightened on his shoulders. "It makes me feel all funny. I... I can't really explain it. I don't know what it is."

His prick was leaping with urgency for release, and only her plaintive plea reached into his lust-fogged mind. Nancy's nudity had started his juices flowing, and now Dana's bare body was driving him to such a frenzied state he nearly forgot any sense of morality or decency. With an anguished moan coming from deep in his throat, he rose on rubbery legs, accidentally sliding the hard smooth head of his tool across her belly.