{ASST} Temporary_Arrangements {Mr_Ed} {MF, inc, cons, Mg, exhib, pet, 1st, cons}

Disclaimer:
Details of the sex acts are not provided, only 
referred to.  This is more a romance revived story, if 
that appeals to you.  This story is entirely fiction, 
and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain.  
It should not be read by any minor, for it is not 
intended as an instructional manual in sex.  If the 
idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any 
further.


Temporary Arrangements

by:  Mr. Ed

The old house had already been sold, and the new house 
was not ready yet for him to move into.  Bruce did not 
see that as a problem, for he could spend the two to 
three weeks necessary in a hotel room, his household 
possessions already being placed in a storage 
facility.  When his kid sister suggested he spend the 
time at her home, the idea of spending some time with 
her rather appealed to him, and so he had agreed.

Candice had been given the house when she divorced her 
husband, so she had no rent to pay, only taxes and 
utilities.  It was Bruce's intention to assist her 
with her taxes by giving her the same money he would 
have paid for the hotel room to her, but she had 
refused it from the outset.  She would not even allow 
him to buy much in the way of food so far, but he 
planned to overcome that when they went shopping on 
the weekend.

Four days into his stay with her, she got a chance to 
attend a convention that her employer was holding in a 
nearby hotel, the very hotel he had planned to stay 
with.  That was when he got the unexpected job of baby 
sitting her ten year old daughter, Janet.  Candice 
would be coming home each night during the convention, 
and returning each morning.

Bruce's main frustration was using his lap top 
computer to do his work until he could get his main 
computer up and running again in his new home.  With 
the smaller keyboard, and no mouse, at best he found 
it cumbersome, and more than once it had been the 
cause of him forgetting himself, and swearing at it, 
with Janet having heard a couple of times.  One of 
those times had been when he was watching Janet, even 
though he did not have to keep her constantly in 
sight.  To the best of his knowledge, hearing him 
swear was not the cause of her going to spend time up 
in her room, but he did apologize to her before she 
left where he had been working in the living room.

Two hours later, he went upstairs to check on her, not 
having heard from her all during that time.  His knock 
on her door produced a muffled answer, so he entered 
with caution, just in case she was changing or 
something.

"You're in bed already," he said.  "Let me turn off 
the light and you go back to sleep, darling."

"Wait, Uncle Bruce," she requested.  "Sit with me for 
a few minutes, please?"

"Sure, darling," he agreed, going to sit on the side 
of her bed beside her.  "Don't you want to get under 
your covers for the night?"

"It's warm, so I don't really need to," she replied 
groggily.  "I feel better that you're here to keep an 
eye on me, Uncle Bruce."

"If I hadn't of been here, your Mom wouldn't have gone 
out and left you alone, darling," he assured her.  
"This is your home and the safest place to be."

"I know, but you take good care of me when you're 
here, even when Mom is here too," she pointed out.  
"You tell good jokes too!"

"Ah, that's why you like me, for my jokes," he said.

"I love you for lots of reasons, and the jokes are 
just a part of it," she responded.

"Thank you, princess," he said, stroking her head.  
"Go on, drift off to dream land, and find some good 
looking boy to keep watch over you in your sleep."

"That's you, but you're a man!" she exclaimed.  "Would 
you rub my back for me, please, Uncle Bruce?"

"That will cost you a hundred dollars," he said as he 
started to fulfil her request.

"A hundred kisses be good enough?" she asked.

"Now that many would be a overpaid bonus," he 
declared.  "I'll settle for a few, but will expect 
them tomorrow.  Okay?"

"Only if you hug me while you collect them," she said.

"I could live with that, princess," he said.  "Drift 
off to sleep, baby!"

"When Mom calls me 'baby' it is bad, but when you do, 
it sounds nice, Uncle Bruce," she reported.  "Any 
chance you would do my bare back, under my nightgown?"

"I guess," he agreed, "as long as you don't mind that 
by putting my hand underneath, I'd see your panties."

"I don't care about that, Uncle Bruce!" she declared.

As he put his hand under her gown, he said, "Here!  
What's this?  No panties?"

"I didn't bother with them, Uncle Bruce," she 
reported.

"You're getting big now, darling," he said.  "That's 
not for me to see."

"Come on, Uncle Bruce!" she responded.  "You've 
changed my diapers, so what's the big deal.  Please, 
Uncle Bruce?  It's itchy!"

"You're growing up, and getting breasts now, Janet," 
he told her.  "I'll do it this time, but no more, 
darling.  Save those sweet little curves for the man 
you're in love with."

"Since you're the only man I'm in love with, Uncle 
Bruce," she replied, "it's got to be okay then.  Oh, 
does that feel good!"

Five minutes later, Janet was asleep.  Knowing it 
would be his last chance to do it, he tapped her 
little bottom a couple of times, pulled her gown down 
to hide her, and left the room.  It was an unexpected 
privilege, and he smiled for having had it given to 
him.



"The convention is wrapping up at three this 
afternoon," reported Candice at the breakfast table.  
"I should be home in good time today."

"I'll see what I can do for our dinner then," he told 
her.  "Maybe I'll use your wok and do a little Chinese 
style cooking."

"For sure then I'm coming home rather than go to the 
party some are planning," she responded.

"If there's a party, why not take it in, unless you're 
too tired, Candy?" he asked.

"Because I don't want to miss your Chinese food," she 
reported as she got up and kissed his cheek.

"Don't be daft!" he exclaimed.  "Once cooked it heats 
up in no time, so I'll just make sure there is enough 
for you, and maybe for Janet and me too!"

"See why I love you being here, Uncle Bruce?" asked 
Janet.

"Men are supposed to be won over by food for their 
bellies, not girls!" he exclaimed.

"That's just an extra we get to enjoy once a year, 
Bruce," stated Candice.  "I do wish it was more often.  
Janet sure could handle seeing you more often too!"

"I'll enter a schedule in my computer to come at least 
once every quarter," he said.  "I sure don't want to 
overstay my welcome."

"Three hundred and sixty-five days a year would not be 
too often!" declared Candice.  "I'm off, and I'll see 
you later."

"Have a good day," he called after her.

"Bye, Mommy," called Janet.  "Yea, I know...I'll be 
good!  Besides with Uncle Bruce here, I don't have any 
choice."

"Good girl and I love you guys!  Bye!"  she said as 
the front door closed.

"So what's on tap for today?" he asked Janet.

"That's my question for you, Uncle Bruce," she 
declared.  "What am I doing today?"

"Well, for starts you could get upstairs, and put on 
your clothes," he suggested.

"There's no rush since we're not going anywhere," she 
argued.

"Not a valid argument, and even if we weren't you 
still need to get properly dressed," he told her.  
"Besides, I think I'd like to go see how they are 
doing on my house," he added.

"Oh, yea!" she confirmed excitedly.  "I'm on my way, 
Uncle Bruce!"

Fifteen minutes later, Janet returned, dressed ready 
to go out and assisted him in collecting the last of 
the breakfast dishes for the dishwasher.  Then it was 
into his car, and the drive to see how his home was 
progressing.

The shell was there, and men were working on finishing 
the exterior walls, while others were adding the 
interior walls required, but not part of the 
supporting structure.  There was still a lot of work 
to be done, and despite the contractor's assurances of 
it being on time, Bruce left with doubts in his mind.  
At least the roof was there, so rain would not effect 
the workings or materials used to do the interior.

Lunch was late, and on the road, a matter that 
delighted Janet, but disappointed him.  He had been 
planning on making a good salad, and ended up with 
fish and chips instead, hardly a satisfactory 
substitute.  At least it kept Janet away from a fried 
hamburger or other poor choices.

Afternoon was divided between a little work and his 
meal preparations, most of which would only take a few 
minutes once it was put on the fire to cook.  Janet 
watched intently the preparations of the chicken, and 
how he handled things in the kitchen.  She had always 
been impressed with how he moved in the kitchen.

Candice called a short time before she was expected, 
and had decided to go to the party after all.  That 
left Janet and him to finish the meal, sit down and 
enjoy it, and then put up the remainder for the next 
day.  The chicken had to be cooked, but the vegetables 
for tomorrow would be freshly prepared at the time 
needed.

Entertainment for the night turned out to be watching 
the television, not one of Bruce's favourite pastimes.  
The good part about it was that Janet decided she 
needed to be sitting next to him, using him as a 
cushion, and Bruce liked her being that comfortable 
with him.  Since her skirt was short, it ended up he 
caressed her lower leg calf for most of the time she 
was there against him.

"Okay, darling," he said as the show finished.  
"Upstairs, nightgown and bed, and if you hurry, you're 
allowed a pee before bed."

"That would be a good idea," she reported.  "I'd hate 
to have to ask for your help in changing the bed 
because I pissed it up."

"Better hurry then," he said leaning towards her to 
rush her.  "I still remember where your ticklish spots 
are!"  She was gone like a shot out of a gun.

Ten minutes later, Janet was at the top of the stairs, 
calling, "I've decided to not go to bed tonight, Uncle 
Bruce!"

"I beg your pardon?" he responded, going to the bottom 
of the stairs.

"Unless you come and kiss me goodnight, I'm not 
going," she declared.

A moment later, she shrieked and ran into her room and 
onto her bed as he raced up the stairs, giggled when 
he caught up with her and started tickling her waist.  
He stopped when her flying legs exposed the lack of 
panties again tonight.

"I wish you would stay here forever, Uncle Bruce," she 
said as she stretched out on her bed.  "It's just so 
wonderful when you're here."

"Thank you, princess," he said before kissing her 
cheek.  "That's good to know."

"How much would another back rub cost me?" she asked.

"Two nights in a row?" he responded.  "Oh, that would 
be expensive, and probably more than your budget could 
handle."

"I'll go in debt for it, Uncle Bruce," she offered.  
"Please?"

"But you didn't wear panties again tonight," he 
pointed out.  "I'm telling your mother this time!"

"Telling me what?" asked Candice from her bedroom 
door.

"Welcome home, Sis!" he declared.  "The party not turn 
out so good?"

"They were too busy trying to get somebody into bed 
for me to bother staying," she reported.  "Since I 
don't get so lucky, I didn't want to stay any longer."

"Bad politics in a business office," he said.  "What 
do you think about your kid in bed without panties, 
last night and tonight?"

"Is that what you were planning to tell me?" she 
responded.  "I told her she didn't need to wear them, 
it's so hot!"

"Okay, kid, but there goes your back rub," he said to 
Janet.

"That's not fair!" declared Janet.  "Uncle Bruce won't 
rub my back tonight just because I don't have them on, 
Mommy!"

"That is unfair, Bruce," she agreed with her daughter.  
"Give her a back rub now!"

"And see her little bare butt again tonight?" he 
pointed out.

"Sit up, Janet," she said coming over.  Reaching down, 
she pulled off the nightgown completely, and said. 
"Now you can get at her back easily, so give her a rub 
miserable."

"Hey, kid sister," he said getting up.  "Remember I've 
had you over my knee before tonight!"

"Did he really?" asked Janet.

"He spanked my butt more than once," she replied.  
"The best was when he used to rub my butt when I was 
going to sleep though."

"That's different," he said.  "You were my kid sister, 
not my little niece!"

"So Janet doesn't have feelings like any normal girl?" 
she responded.

"You know we shouldn't have been doing that, and you 
certainly shouldn't have told Janet."

"Why not?" she asked.  "She's about the same age as I 
was, and you used to enjoy doing it for me.  Matter of 
fact, how'd you like to do it for me again tonight?"

"You're a grown woman now," he pointed out.

"A frustrated grown woman," she corrected.  "I could 
use a little tenderness that you gave better than 
anyone else.  Give her a little butt rub, Uncle Bruce, 
for she's been a good girl, hasn't she?"

"Until now," he agreed.  "Isn't that something you'd 
object to, Candy?"

"Bruce, there's nobody else in this world I trust like 
I trust you," she declared.  "I'm not going to deprive 
Janet a chance to get a little turned on by someone 
that I know she's safe with, and that could only be 
you in the male category."

"Then turn over, Janet," he ordered.  "I should charge 
you extra if this is meant to be a turn on for you."

"I'll pay any price you want for it, Uncle Bruce," she 
declared as he started caressing her back.  When he 
got down to her little butt, she moaned in 
satisfaction.

"Is that so bad now, Uncle Bruce?" asked Candice.

"Don't you dare leave, Candy," he ordered.  "I'm going 
to make sure you're here as long as I'm doing this!  
I'm not going to want to be charged with sexual abuse 
of a little girl!"

"You were doing me when I was her age," she pointed 
out.  "If I stay, I'm going to end up getting turned 
on myself, and you'll have to do the same for me!"

"I'm glad I don't believe that, Candy," he replied.  
"You still have a sweet one, just like Janet has!"

"Remember how you used to cheat once in awhile?" asked 
Candice.  "Those were the best nights!"

"How'd he cheat, Mommy?" asked Janet.

"Once in awhile he would reach up and give one of my 
breasts a little feel," she reported.

"I don't have any to feel," she pointed out in 
frustration.

"You do so," he argued.  "Those bumps you've got are 
not the development of any male penis!"

Candice reached out and felt up one side of Janet's 
chest, and said, "They're not much less than mine 
were, Bruce, at least at the beginning."

"So now you want me to fondle her butt and breasts," 
he concluded.

"I'd owe you for the rest of my life, Uncle Bruce," 
offered Janet.  "Please, Uncle Bruce?"

"Oh, Lord," he exclaimed as he took over from Candice.  
"Sometimes I think your mother forgot to grow up!"

"Don't his hands feel nice, Janet?" asked Candy.

Janet's answer came in the groan she let out as a 
result of her having a sexual climax, as she pushed 
her little butt up against his hand.

Bruce continued to caress her as he stood up beside 
the bed, leaned over and kissed her little butt cheek 
closest to him.  "Good night, Janet," he said, and 
then pulled away and left her room.

"Thank you, Uncle Bruce," she called after him.  "I 
love you, Uncle Bruce!"

Candice rejoined him after a few minutes in the living 
room.  "That was not right, Candy," he said.

"Ease up, Bruce," she told him as she cuddled up 
against him.  "Janet is about as happy as she's ever 
been, and so is her mother!"

"We were kids almost the same age," he pointed out, as 
he caressed her hair.  "She's just a baby to me!"

"A baby that loves you, is learning about sex in a 
safe way, and reminding me of how good it used to be, 
Bruce," she summarized.

"We're all grown up, Candice," he pointed out.

"That makes me less wanting than I did back then?" she 
countered.  "Just like Janet, I'd give anything for 
you to do it again to me, Bruce."

"I doubt if I could keep control of my desires, now, 
Candice," he warned her.  "We can't risk doing it 
again now."

"I'd take the chance with you, Bruce," she said.  "You 
believe I didn't want you to rape me back then?  I'd 
have given anything if you got into me, then or now!  
Am I so unappealing?"

"I have one condom in my wallet," he pointed out.  
"It's been there a long time."

"Then put it to use," she said.  "We're consenting 
adults now, and there's no guy I've ever loved like I 
love my big brother!"

"It's a big step, Candice," he pointed out.

Candice got up, took his hand, and led him upstairs 
into her bedroom, closing the door behind them.  
Inside she jumped up to embrace him with both her arms 
and legs, kissing him like they were lovers all along.  
They were committed, and the one time was finished 
almost an hour later.



"I know why I'm so happy, Mommy," pointed out Janet 
the next morning, "but why are you so happy this 
morning?  He didn't, did he?"

"Yep!" she answered with a smirk.

Janet's mouth dropped open, as she stared at both of 
them in turn with wide eyes.  Her uncle finally came 
over to push her jaw up so her mouth was closed.

"Was it good, Mommy?" she asked.

"Behave yourself, Janet," demanded her uncle.

"Better than you could know, Janet," replied her 
mother.  "He is a fantastic lover, just like I knew 
he'd be!"

"That is so rich!" exclaimed Janet.

"Quit now!" he ordered, speaking to Janet.

"Uncle Bruce, if I am making you angry, then you know 
where my butt is, but I'm so happy, for this it the 
first chance I've had for you to be my full time 
Daddy, and that is the greatest news ever!"

"Don't push your luck, Janet," cautioned Candice.  
"Leave that idea for our dreams."

"That's where my thoughts were heading," he said, 
mainly to his sister.

"Keep thinking then, Bruce," she said.  "We'll wait 
for you."

Suddenly there was a new perspective on things.  Bruce 
did continue to think about it, mostly to the 
exclusion of all else.  It was several hours later 
that he asked Candice, "What would you do with your 
house?"

"Sell it, keep a little money for myself and Janet, 
and the rest I'd give you," she replied.

"You'd be okay with living in the one I'm building?" 
he asked.

"In a mansion, with the man I love, what do you 
think?" she asked.

"Having the same last name would be useful," he 
offered.  "People would get the wrong impression, and 
we wouldn't have to correct it."

"That's why I went back to my maiden name," she 
explained.  "I've always held the dream, even on my 
wedding day.  That was only out of frustration, you 
know, and Janet is the only good thing from it!"

"I better go to the pharmacy and get a supply of 
condoms," he said.  "If we're going to be living and 
sleeping together, I'll need some."

"Why?" she asked.  "I have an I U D inside me to keep 
me from getting pregnant.  Do you really mean it, 
Bruce?  It's been so long, and I just can't believe it 
now."

"Yes, Candy, I really mean it," he confirmed.  "I've 
probably never married, because of wanting you, and 
nobody comes up to match you or even get close!  All 
those years of wanting you, and now you're mine to 
have...where does it go from here?"

"What do you think of my new bathing suit, Uncle 
Bruce?" asked Janet as she burst into the room.  It 
amounted to a triangle piece of cloth covering her 
vulva, and little more, with no top on whatsoever.

"I think where's the rest of it, and I'm referring to 
both the top and bottom," he replied.

"Your pool is indoors," she pointed out.  "This is for 
when it's just us together.  You like it, Uncle 
Bruce?"

"Does that answer your question about where it's going 
from here?" asked Candy.

"Over my knee, because that means you've been 
eavesdropping," he ordered.

Obediently, Janet bent over his lap when he had sat 
down, and steeled herself for what she knew was 
coming.  The string down her butt crack did not even 
cover her anus, for it was visible except for the thin 
little string.  His hand came down and her butt flesh 
jumped, and a whimper came from her.

"I will not put up with you eavesdropping," he told 
her.

"I promise I won't Daddy," she replied.

"Now give me a kiss for calling me 'Daddy'," he 
ordered, and accepted her launch into his embrace.


Five weeks later, they moved out of Candice's house 
into a hotel for the house had been sold.  They had to 
put most things in storage, for they still had a week 
before the house he was building would be ready for 
occupancy, and he had already collected on his late 
delivery clause of the contract.  Four days later, it 
was time to move into the new house, and everything 
from both storage rentals came into the house on one 
day.  They, however were too exhausted to do more and 
spent another night at the hotel.

Even starting the next day after a good night's rest, 
they were still exhausted when they slumped back 
together on their large bed, and woke up in the same 
place the next morning.  At least the house was 
liveable, and things were where they were likely to 
stay.

For the first time, all of them went swimming that 
afternoon, every one of them in the nude.  It was also 
the first time Candice and he had sex with Janet 
present, doing the best she could to watch the event 
underwater.  When they were finished, she was taken in 
between them in the form of a sandwich filling, both 
of them pressing against her.  She was happy to be 
there!

They remained naked after coming out of the pool, ate 
supper while still naked, and then Janet lost her 
virginity to her Uncle Bruce turned Daddy, and with 
full encouragement and support from her mother.  Now, 
they knew how to enjoy life, happy to be with each 
other, but also with the delight of the years of 
progress made in between the beginning and now.  The 
material things did not measure up to what they had, 
but were only a nice compliment to their 
relationships.