Chapter 10

Thanks to Scalia for insightful edits.

I slowly opened my eyes. It appeared to be morning. I sniffed the air and the delicious odors escaping from the kitchen provided further evidence. I did my duty last night with Felice and for once I felt all was right. She had been properly introduced to sex, and well fucked at the same time. The fact that I'd also had great sex was inconsequential: I had done my duty.

Throwing on a robe, I descended into the kitchen where Maggie was cooking. With one eyebrow raised, she said, "You came to bed very late. Very."

"Felice had a lot to learn." I wondered if Maggie would indulge us in subsequent lessons. It would take almost nothing for me to prepare. Just the thought had my blood calling an unscheduled meeting in my groin.

"The idea was to introduce her to sex in a kind and loving manner, not the whole curriculum." Maggie took milk from the fridge. "At least that's one worry off my mind." She poured a glass. "Just don't expect her to be your new ongoing sex partner."

Oops, there went my dream of further lessons. I walked up behind my wife and hugged her around the waist. "No one will ever replace you as the love of my life."

She turned around and gave me the most passionate kiss I'd ever gotten from anybody. I pressed her close, so she knew that she could still turn me on easily. "Did you save some for me?"

I didn't tell her my partial erection was from thoughts of Felice. "I sure did. How about we-." The phone rang and Maggie wiggled out of my grasp.

I only heard Maggie's half of the conversation. "Hello?" "Oh, hi. What-" "He did?" "Oh my God! Is she all right?" "What did the doctor say?" "Have you found a good therapist?" "Okay, I'll let you go. Bye." Maggie plopped down in the kitchen chair like a sack of potatoes hitting the floor.

I pulled my bathrobe belt tighter. "What's the matter?"

"That was Natalie." Her sister. "Peter gave Zoe sexual instruction last night." Peter was my brother-in-law and Zoe's dad.

"How did it go?" From the conversation fragments, I already knew, but I wanted the details.

"Awful! He practically raped her. She was bleeding and traumatized. Natalie doesn't know if Zoe will ever be the same. God, I'm so glad you knew what to do with Felice."

Zoe had fox potential the last time I'd seen her. If I'd been Peter, I might have been overcome as well. Hell, I'd practically done the same thing to Felice, but the cock clock let me fix the damage. "It's all about being gentle and patient." But I could make things right for Zoe, couldn't I? "There, there." I stroked Maggie's hair. "Last night, you say?" I wandered into the family room and picked out a photo album. "Do we have any pictures of Zoe?"

"Yes, from a couple of years ago. Here, I'll find them." Maggie took the binder from my hand, put it back, and then selected the correct one. With minimal page turns, Maggie found the pictures. It was a family shot, of Natalie, Peter and Zoe. Maggie semi-crying said, "What a sweet girl she is. She didn't deserve what Peter did, not at all."

"Will you take a rain check on our, well, you know?"

Maggie looked up at me, her eyes wet. "Of course. I'm not much in the mood right now anyway."

I left Maggie staring at the album, rubbing her fingers over the photos.

I bolted upstairs and grabbed the clock from Felice's room. She was curled up, naked limbs sticking out from between the covers. My cock twitched. Maggie would have a fit if she found me in Felice's bed so soon after our conversation. Felice wiggled under the covers as I snuck out. I lay in my bed, clock against my chest. Zoe, here I come.

I found myself in my sister-in-law Natalie's family room. Two people were talking elsewhere in the house. I moved in that direction.

I heard Zoe say: "Dad, I don't think this is a good idea."

"But your mom said it was fine with her." Peter was making his appeal.

"I'm scared. You have a weird look on your face. It's scary."

"I'm just really excited. Aren't you?"

"But your eyes are bulging out."

"That's not all that's bulging." I heard a zipper. "Look at this!"

"Oh my God! You've got an erection! Did I do that?"

"You have for a long time. No one was more surprised than me that your mother gave me the go-ahead for something I've wanted so bad." I heard kissing and grunting.

"Get away!"

"The hell I will! If we don't do it now, your mother might change her mind. It has to be now, or I'll die."

"My God, how low can you sink? What even makes you think I want to have sex with you?"

I decided to interrupt the lovebirds then and there. I entered the room and saw Zoe a split second before she saw me. Her blouse was partially unbuttoned. "Uncle Charlie? What are you doing here?" She pulled her blouse shut.

"Charlie? I didn't hear you come in." Peter tried to shove his erection back into his pants. It didn't fit.

I took another step into the room. The walls were covered with posters: Star Trek, Star Wars, Doctor Who, featuring the new Kirk and Spock, Han Solo and Luke Skywalker, and the Tenth Doctor. So, Zoe was a sci-fi enthusiast. "Peter, I know what's going on. And you're about to screw it up really, really bad. You should go take a cold shower and forget about this."

Peter kept his hands covering his unrelenting erection. "What? We're just talking about, about-."

"About teaching Zoe sex. But talking isn't what you have in mind, was it? Look at yourself, erect and practically drooling. You're pathetic!"

"Who are you to tell me what to do, or how it's going to turn out? Zoe loves me, and I'm sure she'll appreciate me once we start-."

"She won't, and you'll force it, because you're overcome with lust." Zoe had filled out in the chest department, and her hair was long and wavy. The finishing touch was the cleft in her chin, which was very sexy. "I can't blame you. Zoe is beautiful woman, no doubt about it. But consider what she thinks of you now, and how much worse it will be after you force her."

"I would never hurt my daughter." He reached out his arms, his cock half exposed, but Zoe backed away.

"Anakin didn't want to hurt Padme but ended up killing her. It doesn't matter. This should be consensual and it's obvious to me that it is not!"

Peter turned to Zoe. "You asked Mom for me to do this, right?"

Zoe shook her head. "I told Mom about one of my friends at school whose mother arranged for her first time. Mom thought it was a great idea. That it would prevent a bad first experience. But I didn't ask. And look at you. I'm terrified that you'll rape me, just like Uncle Charlie said."

I approached Peter and put a hand on his shoulder. "Right now, this is all messed up. Your wife has a strange notion about how to protect your daughter, and your daughter doesn't agree. So in the end, you'll be making things as bad as your wife wanted to prevent. Zoe's not yet ready. Maybe some day, but not today."

Peter brushed my hand off. "And what makes you the expert, huh?"

I turned to Zoe, hoping she wouldn't notice that I too had a bulge. "Zoe, you told my wife about you friend, right?"

"Yeah, we were talking about stuff. She asked if I had a boyfriend and I said no, and then I must have told her about my friend and her mom."

"Well, Maggie thought it was a great idea, too. And she asked me to give Felice her first experience. And I screwed it up."

Peter slapped his thighs. "Sweet little Felice? Man, how could you?"

"Look who's talking! I recognized your demeanor because I saw it in myself." Technically, because of the time jump, I was screwing it up at the same time I was lecturing Peter. "So I know first hand."

"Wow!" Zoe plopped down on her bed.

The wind was out of Peter's sails. "I suggest the three of you have a family meeting when Natalie gets home. Talk this out."

Peter's cock had withered back to normal size. He tucked it away, zipped up and latched his belt. "I guess I wanted it too bad." He hugged his daughter, and she let him. "I'm sorry sweetie." He kissed her forehead. If he'd gone for her mouth, I would have slugged him.

"Where is Natalie?" I asked.

"She's at the Starbucks down the road with her laptop. She didn't want to be here when, well, you know."

I pulled out a ten. "Go have a Grande with her, on me. I'll stay here with Zoe. I haven't seen her for quite a while. This will give us a chance to get caught up."

Peter looked at Zoe. She nodded and smiled. "Okay. See you later."

When Zoe heard the door shut and lock, she ran over and threw her arms around me. "Oh thank you so much!"

I held her gently. We were face to face. "You're welcome. You know, you've really filled out since the last time we were together. At a water park in Wisconsin, right?"

Her family had driven in from a Detroit suburb for a mini family reunion. Zoe hadn't grown tits back then, although her nipples had been prominent in her one-piece bathing suit. I had an erection back then, just like the one in my pants.

"Did you really do bad stuff with Felice?" Her breath was peppermint fresh.

"Yes, but I fixed it." I kept my arms loosely around her.

"Really? How?"

Star Trek, Star Wars, Doctor Who? Maybe Zoe would appreciate my story. "I haven't told anyone else about this, but I'm willing to share my secret with you."

"Okay?"

I sat down next to her. She was rocking back and forth anxiously waiting for my secret. And I told her. "After I messed up with Felice's seduction, I went back in time and redid it the right way, to give her pleasure." Technically, I hadn't done it quite yet, but I'd do it, soon.

Instead of a laugh and a slap on the shoulder, her eyes widened. "Wow! How do you time travel? Can I come with?"