Chapter 8

We took the documents into Mr Kitson the following morning, he read through them carefully and sighed as he sat back in his chair and looked at us over his glasses,

"This explains a lot Chris" he said smiling, "You see, I acted for your parents in everything they did, so when they tragically died, I just couldn't understand why there was no money, now I know, you now own a pub as well, or at least you will do when you pay Jack the ten thousand pounds still outstanding"

Cassie squeezed my hand and nodded,

"Make the cheque out for twenty thousand please" I said and he grinned,

"Yes, you're certainly your father's son Chris, but I hope you realise that you cannot hold a pub licence until you're eighteen"

"Yes, but we know somebody who can though" Cassie looked at me and we shared a secret smile.

When we got home we rang Jane and asked her if she would like to run her own pub, it took a while to explain everything to her, but eventually she agreed to come over the following morning to discuss things with us,

"The twins are missing you two already" she added, "This might be just the thing for everyone"

Cassie beside me on the sofa, was listening and smiled delightedly,

"Time to celebrate" she whispered as she stood up and slipped out of her panties, my penis was already erect just from seeing her lovely little cunt and she moaned softly in the back of her throat as it sprang up from my jeans,

"All mine" she said softly and straddled me with her arms around my neck,

Jane was still talking, but it was my sister's tongue in my ear that got my attention, not to mention the damp heat of her pussy surrounding and drawing in my cock!

"Just imagine Chris" she whispered as she licked inside my ear, "That Jane came over now without the twins, we undress her between us both, kissing her and each other"

She began moving up and down slowly on me, her breath warm as she continued,

"I bet her panties would be absolutely fucking soaking Chris"

Easing her back a little bit, I used my free hand to unfasten her blouse,

"We could do that to her, we'd be able to suck a nipple each" she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire and lust,

"A big fat nipple each Chris and we could lick her pussy through her panties"

Thankfully Jane ended the rather one sided conversation and we said goodbye, but I don't even think Cassie noticed, her imagination was running riot as she drew my head into her breasts that spilled out over the top of her bra,

"We'd pull them down darling and watch while she licked her own juices from them, then we'd lay her down so that you could fuck her"

I could almost feel her excitement rising as I cupped her buttocks and forced myself upwards,

"And what would you be doing, while I'm fucking her?"

She was gasping in time to every one of my upward thrusts, her lips crushed mine and she gasped into my mouth,

"Cumming Chris, I'd be cumming on her fucking face"

She was about to cum, so I just added my own little piece of our imaginary encounter,

"Would you be pissing on her too Cassie, pissing into her mouth?"

"Oh Fuck yes" she squealed, "Chris, Chris, oh FUCKKKKKK, CHRISSSSSSSSSSSSS"

We came together and just sat there breathing each other's breath still in our incestuous embrace,

"Oh God Chris" she whispered into my mouth, "Never leave me will you darling?"

"What the hell brought that on?" I laughed, "I've only just found you and believe me Cassie, I've got absolutely no intentions whatsoever of leaving the most gorgeous, sexiest and downright lovable girl in the world"

That made her cry and I hugged her tightly,

"Don't cry Cassie, all I'm saying is that I love you"

"I love you too Chris" she sobbed, her tears still dripping onto my neck, "I just don't want to lose you"

"It ain't going to happen you silly bitch"

We spent the whole afternoon on our phones, I applied for the relative licences for the boat, Cassie filled the relevant forms in for my provisional driving licence which I signed and then we walked down to the post box down the lane to post the mountain of correspondence we'd dealt with and from their went on to the pub where Jack was his usual cheerful self,

"You got the money?"

"No"

"Well bugger off and get it then"

"I've got a cheque instead"

"Think you're being bloody smart don't you?" but a little smile almost touched the corners of his mouth, almost but he just managed to stop it in time,

"What's this then?" he demanded, "It's only supposed to be for then thousand, this here's too much"

Cassie touched her lips to his cheek,

"Just keep it Jack" she said softly, "Buy something nice for your Edith"

He turned away for a minute and sniffed,

"Well you needn't think I'm going to be polite to you"

"Heaven forbid" she laughed, "But we would like a drink please"

"It's your bloody pub, you get yer own bloody drink"

Cassie went behind the bar, probably the prettiest little barmaid that had ever stood there and pulled us both a lager each,

"Hey what about me?" Jack shouted,

"Sorry Jack" she giggled,

"What would you like sir?"

"I think I'll have a large brandy to celebrate"

She found the brandy optic and blew the dust off it before pouring it out by hand as the optic was encrusted with God knows what"

"Cheers Cassie, Jack" I raised my glass in a toast, but Jack just sat there glaring at me,

"Now what's wrong?" I said and without speaking, he got up and gestured to us to follow him,

Standing in the doorway, he pointed to the name above the door,

"What does that say?"

"It says Jack Smith, licensed to sell intoxicating beverages on or off the premises"