Chapter 1

A little over two and a half months ago my brother-in-law, Frank Crawford got himself killed in a tractor accident on his farm leaving my younger sister all by herself to raise there four kids, plus also leaving her with one on the way, which she only found out after he was already dead and burried a good month.

Both Pamela, and I had grown up on a farm, and I knew exactly how hard of a life it was, and I really felt bad for her and for the situation she was put in. As soon as I was old enough to leave home I'd packed my bags and headed for the biggest city I could find, stating that I was tired of country life and that I'd never go back to it.

About ten years after I left, our parents died in an automobile accident of all things. Anyway, I'm losing ground here, and I think I better stick to what I'm suppose to be talking about instead. As I was saying I said that I'd never go back to a farm, but when my sister called three months after her husbands death. The phone conversation went something like this.

"How are you doing Charlie?" Only my sister ever called me Charlie, a childhood nick name, my full name is Charles Riley Larson. Most people around the office though called me Chuck.

"I can't complain, how are you's doing?"

"Well, we're surviving, it's still a little hard on all of us, Frank's death I mean."

"I'm not surprised."

"Listen, Charlie, I need to ask a big favour of you."

"I knew this call couldn't be just to say hi, I told you at the funeral Pam, if you need anything just give me a call, and I meant it."

"You're probably not going to like what I've got to ask."

"Probably not, but ask anyway."

"Well, I know you said that you'd never go back to a farm Charlie, and you're probably busy and all with work, but do you think it could at all be possible for you to come and help here, just for a little while anyway. I've been trying to manage the farm on my own here, and even with the kids help, I'm afraid I'm not fairing so well, especially between bouts of morning sickness, and quick changes in mood.

"I know I'm asking a lot Charlie, but do you think it's at all possible that you could give us a hand, just for a little while."

"Define a little while?"

"Well..."

"Come on Pam, how long?"

"Maybe... six months, just until I've had this baby Charlie, once I've had her I should be able to get back to work normally, and take over running the place."

"Six months."

"I know it's a lot to ask Charlie."

"A lot is putting it mildly don't you think. Why don't you just sell the place?"

"I can't Charlie, this is the only place the kids have known, and I don't want to take that away from them, it's one of the few things that they've had that's secure, and stable."

"Why don't you just hire someone to take over running the place for a little while?"

"I would Charlie, but, well, the kids need a male influence around the house, and I don't think I could trust them to a stranger. Especially the girls. Charlie, I trust you more than I do anyone else in this world, I really need you Charlie, please."

"Can you let me think about it for a little while?"

"Sure Charlie, sure, just don't take too long, huh?"

"Ok Pam, I won't I promise."

"Charlie?"

"Yes?"

"... Are you still single? I mean is there a woman in your life right now big brother?"

"No, not right now," I replied kind of curious about the question.

"All right, don't take too long, ok?"

"I said I wouldn't Pam."

"All right then, I'll talk to you later."

"You bet," I said softly before lowering the phone back down into it's cradle, then before it settled into the hook, I swear I heard Pam's voice say something else, but unfortunately it was half cut off and I couldn't quite make it out.

The next day I phoned Pam back. I was sorry I had to do it, but I told her I just couldn't take any time off right now. She said she understood but... "Charlie, could you at least take a couple of days off to come for Caroline's twelfth birthday. It's in a month, it's really an important one to her and as I told you before you're the only one that I trust."

"I think I can make that," I said smiling, so little Caroline wasn't so little anymore, twelve, that must make the other two girls Shawna and Helen, 15 and 16. And that would make little Johnny, 6, no 7. Boy they were growing up quickly. "I'll be there for it Pam, guaranteed."

"She'll be so happy, thank you Charlie."

"I really am sorry about the other Pam."

"Don't worry about it Charlie, it was selfish of me to think that you could just take time off when ever you wanted."

"No, it wasn't. There's no need for you to apologize Pam, I just wish I could."

"Don't worry about it Charlie, we'll survive," she said sounding disapointed, and a out of energy. Nothing like her usual spunky self.

"All right, I'll talk to you later ok Pam?"

"Sure, sure Charlie," she said softly before I heard the click of the disconnection. The next day however being Monday, I was back at work, and the gods were conspiring against me.

"Damn it Larson, that's another account you've lost this week!"

"It's not my fault Tom."

"I know, I know, maybe what you need to do is take a vacation. Recharge the old batteries."

"Tom, I can't I've got to much going on right now, my work load is so full right now."

"So, it can be spread out. You haven't taken a vacation in six years Chuck."

"I have so," I argued.

"Those little weekends don't count. You need some real time to just relax, and get away from thinking about all of this. Besides can't you think of one place that you could be rather than here."

"Well, my sister did want me to go visit her."

"That's it, go see her then. She's got some kids too doesn't she?"

"Yes, four, soon to be five."

"She lives out on a farm too doesn't she?"

"Yeah."

"Then go visit her, get some fresh country air, and when you come back you'll be all ready to tackle anything that comes at you."

"All right, I suppose I could. Would it be possible to arrange for six months?"

"Six months? Well... I suppose you do deserve it, we work you like a dog don't we. I'll arrange the details then, and we'll see if we can't get you all of your back vacation time, and if that isn't enough we'll see if we can't give you an extended leave of absence. Just make sure you're ready to go back to work when you get back."

"No problem. I should give her a call, in case she starts planning for something else."

"Go on then, and give her the good news, I'll come back down a little later and we'll go for lunch and I'll tell you what I've got worked out."

"Thanks Tom."

"No problem, your worth the effort Chuck," Tom said with a smile before getting off the corner of my desk and heading out of my office. I turned and faced the phone and dialled Pam's number.

"Hello?"

"Shawna?"

"No, I'm Caroline. Just a minute and I'll get her."

"No, no Caroline, I don't want to talk to Shawna, can I talk to your mother?"

"Can I tell her who's calling."

"Tell her it's Uncle Charlie."

"Uncle Charlie!" the young girl cried excitedly. "Oh, I can't wait till my birthday. I can't wait to see you!"

"Well, things have changed a little bit since I last talked to your Mom honey."

"You're not coming," she said sounding depressed.

"No, I'm coming, can I talk to your moth..."

"Hello Charlie?" I could tell it was Pam's unique voice, sounding a little grumpy.

"Pam. Hi."

"You've changed your mind and you're not coming? Caroline looks so sad."

"No, I am coming Pam. It's just that my plans have changed a little bit."

"Oh, how?"

"Well, I changed my mind, I'll be there as soon as I can get everything arranged."

"Your coming now?"

"Well, in a few days."

"How long are you going to stay?"

"Well, I'm working on getting the whole six months."

"Really?" she said suddenly as excited as Caroline sounded. "You're not pulling my leg are you?"

"No, I'm really coming."

"That's wonderful Charlie, I can't wait to see you again."

"Me either Sis," I said smiling at the new happiness in her voice.

"Then I guess I can cancel looking for a new man, right?"

"You bet."

"Great. The girls will be pleased as punch. They've missed there father something fierce, and I'm afraid I'm starting to feel the same. It'll be nice having you around Charlie. Maybe we can make up on lost time."

"Lost time?"

"Charlie, I've got to go, Johnny's just getting into the cupboard!"

"All right, I'll see you later Pam."

"Oh Charlie, I love you."

"I love you too Sis," I replied softly before hanging up the phone. The rest of the day just seemed to breeze by. Tom had it worked out that I only had to put three more days in, so that I had a whole day to pack and so that I could be at Pam's by Saturday.

The next few days went by just as fast, then on Saturday morning at four in the morning I found myself boarding a plane. Two hours later the plane touched down. I rented a car, not bothering to phone ahead, pretty sure that I could find the place all on my own.

Two and a half lost hours later I finally pulled into the right drive way, the gravel drive way crunching as I slowly drove up to the main house. It was obvious that no one expected me, and for that I was grateful, I don't think I could have survived the great big welcoming, what I really needed was a good hot mug of coffee.

Just as I was getting out of the car Helen came around the corner of the house. "Can I help..." she started just as I turned around "Uncle Charlie," she screamed and dropped the pail she was carrying its contents spilling out onto the ground while she ran towards me leaping up into my arms while her surprisingly large breasts pushed hard into my chest as she pressed her lips against mine and gave me a kiss. A surprisingly warm kiss, one that started my cock swelling.

"Hello, Helen," I said softly setting her down so that I could get her sixteen year old body off of mine so she wouldn't notice the hard on I was starting to get.

"Helen, what's going on out her..." Pam said coming out through the screen door. "Charlie!" Her actions followed pretty close to her daughters, only Pam's breasts only went to prove that Helen wasn't fully developed yet. The thing that was getting more and more difficult to hide was the fact that all this contact was producing a raging hard on. "Why didn't you call?"

"I thought I'd surprise you."

"Well you succeded, I must look a mess!" she exclaimed before she called into the house "Caroline, Shawna, Johnny come see who's here!"

Shawna made it to the door first and attacked me the same way that her sister had, jumping up so that I had to grab her quickly, my improvisation ended up that I was holding her up by her firm buttocks. Her kiss lasted as long, but in addition, I was shocked as hell when I felt her tongue slide over my lips. So much so that I almost dropped her on the spot, but the way that she was hanging on me prevented any way that she would have dropped away from me.

For a second just before she got down she seemed to grind her crotch into mine, making my cock twitch all the more. I'd never had such a hard-on in years. When she finally stepped away, smiling at me, I glanced at Pam, who seemed intent on watching the backdoor for her other two kids.

"Caroline, Johnny, where are you two!"

"I think I saw them upstairs Mom," Shawna said softly.

"Well, would you mind going and telling them we have a visitor?"

"Sure Mom," she said quickly before running towards the house giving me a clear view of the firm muscles that I had been holding her by. Which were tight inside of her jeans. I couldn't believe I was looking at my sister's daughter's ass!

"You must have really been up with the birds this morning to get here at this time in the morning. Did you have breakfast?"

"Well, I had something on the plane, I don't know if it was breakfast, it didn't move so I didn't question it. But I could use a cup of coffee, if it's not too much trouble."

"It's no trouble at all, in fact I just made a fresh pot just a few minutes ago. Helen, where's the milk I asked you to get," Pam said looking at her.

"I-uh... uh-I-I dropped it. I'm sorry Mom, it's just that when I saw Uncle Charlie, I just kind of forgot all about everything else."

"Well, go see if you can get another pail then."

"Yes Mom," Helen groaned before going back to where she dropped the pail and picking it up. Then taking anothe quick look back at me, she let out a grin and then disappeared again around the side of the house.

"Come on Charlie," Pam said taking my hand and tugging on it.

"But my bags."

"You can get them later, there not going anywhere."

"I should lock the car first."

"Charlie, you're back in the country again, you don't need to. There's no one around that's going to steal."

"You're right."

"Come on and we'll get you a cup of coffee," she said smiling leading me into the kitchen and guiding me right into one of the kitchen chairs. At first it didn't register, but when it did I noticed that she'd sat me in Frank's old chair, at the head of the table. "Here you go."

"Thanks," I said taking the cup from her. "So how are you doing?"

"Better, now that you're here," she said smiling softly. "I still can't get over the fact that you're actually here."

"Well, believe it," I said after taking a good sip from the cup of coffee, trying to keep the sour look from my face I set the cup on the table.

"I guess I should have warned you," she said with a little laugh. "It's decafe."

"Why?"

"This little one," she said rubbing her stomach. "I know, I miss that warm cup of real coffee in the morning too. It's what I always needed to really get started. I suppose I could try and find some of the old beans and make you up a cup of the good stuff."

"No, don't go to the trouble Pam."

"Well, we can get some regular next time we go into town," Pam said just as something rambled into the kitchen and grabbing at my pants.

"Hey there sport," I said picking up Johnny. "Boy, you get bigger and bigger every time I see you."

"Hello, Uncle Charlie!"

"Have you been being a good boy for your mother?"

"Yep! I even cleaned my room, all by myself!"

"I'll just bet you did," I said grinning at Pam, knowing by her sad little grin that Johnny had probably spread more stuff around than he put away.

"Is Uncle Charlie really here," Caroline asked at the entrance to the kitchen, then spotting me quickly came around. When she found Johnny in my lap she pursed her lips as if she was disapointed then wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a squeeze before pressing her lips to mine in a warm kiss. When she let up, I glanced towards Pam warily and found her smiling at me.

"Caroline, give him a chance to relax, he just got here. Are you sure you wouldn't like something to eat Charlie?"

"Well, if it wouldn't be much trouble maybe some toast, and some of that wonderful stuff you call jelly."

"You got it," she said smiling. "Caroline, why don't you and Johnny go outside and maybe you can give him a swing on the tire swing.

"Awww Mom, I want to stay and visit with Uncle Charlie!"

"You've got six months, you can give the man a few minutes to relax, or you might scare him away." Her mother's joke seriously had her seeming a little bit frightened. She looked at me like she was afraid that I was just going to disappear in a puff of smoke.

"I'm not going anywhere honey, I promise, we'll visit later," I told her and as if she wasn't sure I was telling the truth she slowly took Johnny from me and proceeded outside.

"Don't the kids get breakfast?"

"We all ate an hour ago. You're the one that's late for breakfast."

"Well, I got lost, so sue me. Besides, at this time I'm barely out the door for work. Hell a half hour ago, I would have been normally just rolling out of bed."

"Then I'm afraid you're going to have to adjust to getting up a lot earlier then. We're up with the sun here."

"I noticed."

"Mom, here's the milk, it's only a half pail though. I'm sorry."

"It's all right honey, don't worry about it. You were excited, you had a right to be. Will you go feed the pigs now."

"All right," she groaned heading back out towards the door. "Oh, and Mom, the Marlands are coming up the drive."

"Oh lord, what do they want at this time of day. They're our neighbours," Pam explained. "They've been trying to push there way in here ever since Frank died. They even offered to buy the place."

"Well there's nothing wrong with being generous."

"Hardly, Travis Marland offered me half of what the farm was worth, hoping that he could take advantage so that before I came to my senses he would have the farm. But I told him I didn't want to sell anyway."

"That doesn't seem very fair play."

"Well, the Marlands hardly ever play fair."

"Knock, knock," a womans voice said with the raps on the wood outside of the screen door. "Anyone home?"

"In the kitchen Mavis," Pam said quickly, while making a face at me, one that told me that she didn't like this Mavis very well either.

"Hello, hello," Mavis said breezing into the kitchen. But it would have taken more like a good hurricane to move her, the woman had to weigh in the least four hundred pounds. "Oh you have company! How nice." The woman paused for a second like she was waiting for something to happen. "Pamela, are you going to introduce us."