{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.