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	Contains the following (mf, Mf, teen, inc). Pleas pass on this story
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	Baby-Sitting Sadie

	Chapter 2

	By the time Emily hung up the phone and started to call her dad, a
patrol car was already in the driveway waiting. Emily knew that it was
Uncle Eddy coming to get them. Emily hustles some clothes on the still
half asleep Sadie and got her downstairs. Eddy was off duty and dressed in
jeans and a t-shirt. He hurried the girls into the back of the cruiser,
made them buckle up and then sped for Wailuku to get to the hospital.

	They arrived with a nice lady waiting at the door to get Sadie upstairs
as soon a possible. Sadie was still spaced, but Emily had a deep sick 
feeling in the pit of her stomach. When they got to the waiting area, Jack
had his face in his hands and he was crying. The nurse shook him to show
that Sadie was there and led Jack and his daughter to Christine's room.

	"What was it Uncle? A car wreck? Uncle Jack looks filthy."

	"A bad car wreck Em. Aunty Christine probably won't make it much 
longer," the big Hawai'ian responded grimly.

	"Oh shit!" Emily said and covered her mouth.

	Eddy patted her shoulder and said, "That's okay...I could have said much 
worse. I hate this almost more than anything. Whole families in disarray. It's a shame."

	"What happened?"

	"Apparently Jack and Christine were coming home up the Pi'ilani and a
car crossed the center line and hit them head on. We suspect the driver was
drunk and doing maybe ninety miles per hour."

	"Oh shit!"

	"Yes, 'oh shit' for sure."

	Eddy got Sadie to the hospital just in time for Sadie to kiss her mother
goodbye. The weekend, of course, was a mess what with her aunt and uncle
coming to visit and all the other chaos, but Emily got through it okay and
had Sadie much of the time. The funeral was to be on Tuesday and Emily kept
Sadie as far from all of that as possible. Emily's cousin Jerry was 
wonderful. He seemed to be genuinely concerned and stayed with Em and Sadie
most of the time.

	After the funeral on Tuesday, Emily, Jack, Sadie and Jerry stole away
from the crowd and headed up the island to Honokohau and across from 
Nakalele Point to throw Chris's funeral lei into the sea and say a final 
goodbye. Jerry felt out of place with this ritual, but Emily insisted that
he get out of the car and follow them. "Just stay with us and hold our 
hands. You don't have to say anything," Emily reassured him.

	They stood high on the bluff overlooking the sea with the waves crashing
against the rocks. It was a clear day and the island of Moloka'i was 
directly in front of them. Jerry didn't know any of the group and most of 
the solemn nature of the rite was lost on him. The wind was blowing hard 
from the north east and the picture of Emily standing on the edge looking 
out and her long brown hair was blowing freely was keeping his interest. 
Occasionally a gust would come that Emily couldn't contain by squeezing her 
skirt tight to her legs and more than a hint of her tanned legs and the 
bottom of her black panties would come into view.

	As soon as they got back home, the reception at Emily's house was almost
filled with people that went, and many that didn't go, to the funeral. 
"Come on Em! Don't bother to change, just help get this food out," her panicky
mother yelled after her. 

	"Okay, okay Mom," she yelled back and Emily went back to the kitchen,
with Jerry at her heels, to grab some food for the hungry folks. Once things
settled a bit, Emily plunked on a kitchen chair and Jerry sat across from
her. "God, I'm exhausted," she said.

	"Yes and we had to add to all of this confusion by choosing this week to
come to the island," Jerry offered.

	"Hey now, it isn't your fault that Christine died. Besides, you've been
a life saver by staying with me and helping me out. I'm so glad that you're
here anyway."

	"Mom and Dad didn't think I would come with them. They thought I was 
getting too old to vacation with the parents. But I didn't come for them,
I came to see you."

	"You're such a sweetheart Jerry," and she leaned over to kiss him on
the cheek. Jerry saw it coming and turned his face so that his lips would
meet hers. When they touched lips, Emily felt a shock run through her from
her toes to her face. They held the kiss and Jerry put his hands on her
shoulders to draw her closer. 'I've never felt a kiss like this," she 
thought. Then reality hit her and she broke the kiss. "Jeez Jerry, you've
never kissed me before! All the things we've done and you've never kissed
me!"

	"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself."

	"Well, I mean, that's like incest. I know we've played around and we've
done some pretty wild stuff, but we've never had intercourse and we've never
actually kissed."

	"I think it was a pretty wild kiss," Jerry said, looking at the floor.

	Emily put her arms on the table and her head over them and said a 
muffled, "Shit."

	"I'm sorry that it was so bad," Jerry said as he got up to leave.

	"It wasn't bad at all. It was wonderful," she said and looked up. 
"Jerry?"

	He turned and said, "What?"

	"Don't leave me just now."

	Jerry walked back to her, looked around to see if they were being 
watched, and then pulled the girl up close to him and took her in his arms.
"I dream of you almost every night. I couldn't wait to see how you've 
grown."

	"Are you disappointed?"

	He pressed his body close to hers so that he was poking her tummy with
the bulge growing in there. "What do you think?"

	Emily reached between them and felt the thick bulge that was getting 
bigger by the second. "I think we should go to the garage and see if I can
find the key to Daddy's old office."

	"I remember that place."

	"You should. We had a lot of fun in there," Emily said with a grin.

	"The first pussy that I tasted and the first time a girl sucked me."

	"Yes. The first boy to lick me and the first time that I sucked a boy.
The last time I did that too actually."

	"Not the last boy to lick you I hope."

	"He didn't even come close to comparing."

	"But lucky enough to fuck you I'll bet," Jerry said. And not grinning.

	"I wish that it could have been you instead. If I had of been on the
pill back then..." And Emily took his hand in hers and led him through
the kitchen door to the garage. On her tip-toes, with Jerry holding her 
hips, she fumbled around over a ledge and found a key buried under an inch 
of webs and dust. "Hah! Har dat buggah be!"

	"I love it when you talk dirty to me," Jerry said as he slid the key 
into the lock.

	"I could talk pigeon all day and you couldn't understand me," Emily said
laughing at him.
	
	"Let me hear you moan when you cum and that will be all I need to 
understand." Emily softly shut the old office door and leaned against an
old desk to face Jerry.

	"Shall we wipe things off a little?" He asked.

	Emily said nothing and shook her head.

	Jerry just looked at her. She had a black dress on with a square bodice
neckline that was cut low enough to show a hint of decent cleavage for a 
young woman. A small gold chain with a tiny Tahitian pearl hung from her 
neck to just above the top of the dress. She had matching pearl earrings and 
a full hair clip over the top of her head made of shiny black ebony. "God
you're a picture Emily."

	She smiled at him and leaned up for another of those great kisses. He 
put his arms around her and pulled her so tight to him that she nearly
couldn't breath. She felt him trying to find the zipper of her dress. After
he couldn't seem to make it work, Emily pushed him back gently and reached
back for herself. She wanted him to see her anyway. As she worked the zipper
down her back to her butt, she eyed the bulge in Jerry's Dockers and said,
"I don't remember it making quite that much of a lump in the front."

	"I don't remember it ever being this hard Em." 
	
	Pushing the straps of the dress over her shoulders, Emily worked her way
out of the dress and laid it aside on the desk. She was now just in her bra
and panties. A matching lace bra and panty set so thin that nothing was
hidden from Jerry. Her breasts and the nipples clearly showed as well as the
dark triangle of her trimmed pubic vee. The lace may as well have been 
nothing at all. But then Emily bought the set with that in mind.

	Jerry helped her finish by reaching out and pulling the bra straps over
her shoulders and the cups down in front. He turned the bra around, 
unfastened it and threw it with her dress. He sighed as he took a heavy
breast in each hand and squeezed very gently.

	Emily closed her eyes a second and sighed too, because Jerry was 
pressing her nipples with his thumbs and making circles around them. Emily
was getting close to having had enough of all of this and moving on, but she
remained patient and tugged Jerry's shirt over his head and put it at her
feet on the floor. She kissed his mouth again and then his chest as she
slowly worked her way to her knees on top of his shirt. When she was all the 
way to the floor, the girl worked his belt loose and then the top button of 
his tan Docker's pants. His cock was so hard that it was a struggle for her
to get the zipper over it and she had to sort of push it in to get the 
zipper past. But she did, and when she did, she revealed a pair of black 
cotton boxer briefs that really showed his erection. There was a wet spot on
the front from him leaking precum. 'It's really exciting having someone this
hot for you,' she thought. His cock seemed so much bigger and thicker now. 
He even had a thick mat of pubic hair around it now. She wasn't sure how
much she could take in her mouth, but the scent of his masculine musk made
her want to have it all. She held the drooling tip to her lips, opened her
mouth with her tongue under the cock and let it slide in.

	'She didn't even hesitate...she went right for it...damn!' Jerry thought 
as the girl held his cock a few seconds and then put her mouth over it to 
suck him in. She held the base with one hand and the other on his hip as she
worked his penis in and out of her mouth. It was hard for him to believe 
that she hadn't sucked many guys, he was no expert but her fellatio had to 
be as good as any expert. He didn't want to cum in her mouth though. "Please
Baby, don't make me cum...I want to cum inside you...inside your cunt. I've
waited so long."

	Emily stood up in front of him and leaned back against the desk. Jerry
gently laid her back and reached for her panties. He pulled them down and
off abruptly and then opened her legs to see her pussy. His cock was 
glistening from the moisture of her mouth. Em thought that it was beautiful. 
She wanted him to fuck her with it and do it soon. Instead, he pressed his
cock against her crotch and bent to take a nipple into his mouth. He 
massaged one nipple with his tongue and made a little grunting noise when
he started to suckle it. Emily put her hand on his head and pressed his
face to her breast. Her hips were starting to gyrate and rub the cock that
was firmly against her. Her body wanted it inside where it belonged. Jerry
suckled one tit and then the other, but as soon as he released the left 
nipple, Emily felt for his cock and took the shaft in her fingers. She put
the tip into the opening of her tunnel and then forced it deep into her with
her hips. She groaned as it made it's way in.

	"Oh my God Em, you feel good!"

	Her bare feet were now on top of the desk and her hands were around his
sides near his butt. Jerry had a stunned look on his face and wasn't even 
moving. That didn't stop Em, she was fucking him. He caught on rather 
quickly and held her by her sides. In less than a minute the two were 
building a rhythm that would bring them both to climax very soon. If she 
could be turned on any more, then Jerry was doing it. He kept talking nearly
all the time. He was telling her how tight and good she was. How good her
cunt felt around his cock. How much cum he was going to put into her belly.
And most of all, how pretty and sexy she was while they fucked.

	Jerry felt her. He felt her body tighten and the convulsions of her
pussy around his cock. He felt her raise her hips even more and dig her
nails into the small of his back. He heard the noises coming from her mouth
and the wet noises coming from her cunt and his cock fucking it. He couldn't
hold it any longer and let his sperm pump out of his balls to fill her. 
Before the firs spurt of semen was finished another started and Emily 
joined him. She was thrashing around so hard that he was having trouble 
holding her. She was still coming as he finished and he put his hand gently 
over her mouth so that the reception guests couldn't hear her. It was a good 
thing too, because Emily was about to nearly scream as the last wave hit her 
like a 25 foot surf.

	After they regained their breath, and their wits, Jerry softened some
and he pulled out. Emily could feel the cum oozing out of her and down into
the crack of her butt. "Jeez Jerry, don't you ever masturbate or anything?"

	He laughed and said, "Of course I do. Why?"

	"Well that explains your huge balls then. I think you just filled me
with a quart of cum."

	Still laughing he said, "Not really, but I'd better clean you up so you
don't drip or anything."

	"Use my panties. I'm going to change quickly before we go outside 
anyway. That will explain where I was without people asking."

	"I think my shirt is ruined."
	
	"It better have been worth it," she said getting down from the desk. "I
hope you didn't expect me to get on my knees this cold, dirty, cement 
floor?"

	Jerry patted her on her pretty butt and kissed her cheek. "You're 
wonderful. I wouldn't have expected you to get on your knees for me at all."

	They went inside and changed. Emily managed to run in and out of the
shower very quickly, but didn't fuss with it too much. 'What the see is what
they get.' She went out freshly dressed and with more food. If anyone 
noticed that she was gone, they said nothing. Even Sadie was deep in
conversation with her grandmother and didn't seem to be paying attention.

	Later that evening, after everyone had left, Emily's dad to her aside
and said something to her, "I know that you're smart enough to realize that
Jerry is your first cousin. I also believe that you understand the meaning
of incest."

	"Are you assuming something or just implying it Daddy?"

	"I guess that I'm telling you that I know where you and Jerry were this
afternoon and given that I know something of your past with him, assumed 
that you and he had sex this afternoon."

	"And if we did? Whose business is that?"

	"You're not quite sixteen yet and incest is against the law."

	"So are you going to tell? I know the law too and Jerry isn't enough 
older than me so that he would get into trouble. As far as incest goes, 
unless there is some evidence, you'll need me to say that it happened,"
she responded. After thinking a few seconds, she said, "You know that most
of those laws that are supposed to protect young females are made up by 
lonely, grumpy old men at the Statehouse."

	"I know," her dad said, "but I think that they mean well."

	"Leave us alone Daddy. I'm fine. I know what I'm doing and I know the
consequences. Nobody has forced me to do anything."

	"Granted. You're a big girl and very smart. One thing though; not in 
this house."

	"And you won't tell Aunty and Uncle?"

	"I won't tell."

	"Mahalo, Daddy," she said as she turned to leave.

	"Em?"
	
	"Yes Daddy?"

	"You know that I love you more than anything in the world?"

	"Yes Daddy, I know. I know that I might get hurt someday too, but you
won't be there to protect me and neither will those old perverts in the
state house that masturbate over young boys and girls pictures and then
make up new laws to protect them."
	
In the coming days...

	Life was beginning to settle down to more like normal. Sadie's tutu and
papa (grandma and grandpa) had taken her with them for a few days so that
Jack could get himself and some affairs in order. Emily only saw him once
when she went to his house to see if there was anything she could do. He was 
drunk and hardly seemed to even know who Emily was. Emily was more than a 
little worried. It was still soon though and Jack would bounce out of it.

	Times with Jerry were fantastic though, and with Sadie being gone, he 
and Emily found plenty of opportunities to share new found sexual 
experiences. The only thing was that Emily sensed that he was falling (or 
had fallen) in love with her. When she presented her fears to him, he 
brushed it off as if it wasn't a problem. "I know you can't help how you 
feel, but you must understand that I'm not in love with you and it could 
never work."

	He always responded, "It could if we really wanted it to."

	"That's the thing Jerry, I don't really want to try to make something 
like that work. I know that any kids we had would be fine, but they may have
to face the pressures of knowing someday. It isn't worth the chance. We are 
young, will always have each other, and we will both find the right person 
to be with one day."

	Mostly they kept it light that week though. They spent a lot of time
exploring much more than their bodies too. Emily and Jerry truly had fun and
hundreds of great memories. When they kissed goodbye at the airport, it was
not a cousinly peck. By this time both sets of parents knew how close they
were and decided to let it run it's course. For better or for worse.

	Emily became busier than ever watching over Sadie. Not that she wasn't
really happy to do it, but keeping up with school was very hard and she
had to give up one dance class a week. Sadie went with her to the early
class, but the Wednesday night class ran too late. Jack was gone a lot
now and when he came home, he almost always had been drinking. Sadie never
said a word, but starting hanging with Emily on weekends too. In fact, Sadie
now had her own bed in a spare room at Emily's house. Emily's dad went to a 
lot of effort to make the room comfortable for her, but the room became a 
storage for Sadie's backpack and some clothes. She would climb into bed with 
Emily every night that she stayed.

	One night Emily and Sadie stayed at Sadie's house. Jack was out for the
evening, but planned to take Sadie to her grandmother's for a visit early
the next morning. Emily put Sadie to bed as usual, but went back downstairs 
to watch a late movie on TV. Emily had fallen asleep by the time Jack came 
home and the TV was still on. Emily was on the sofa in her denim shorts and 
a t-shirt. In his drunken state, Jack stood and looked at the girl. Her 
t- shirt had risen to just below her bra and exposed her tight, tan tummy. 
Her legs were open enough so that Jack could see the edge of her panties and 
most of her crotch. He sat down next to her and leaned to kiss her. His mind 
was messed up enough that he put a hand under her bra and pushed it over her
breast. That is when Emily woke up. Jack's mouth and foul breath was inches 
from her nose and his hand was massaging her tit and pulling at her nipple. 
His hand left her tit and was sliding over her tummy to the top of her 
shorts when she started to scream. 

	'I can't...I can't scream and wake Sadie...,' she thought and yelled for 
Jack to stop. With all the strength and weight she could manage, Emily 
pushed Jack off of her and onto the floor. Jack tried to get up and reached
for her shorts to pull them down, but Emily stepped over him and headed for
the door. Jack made no attempt to get up and follow her. Instead, he passed
out on the floor. When Emily got outside and started for home, she thought
about going to get Sadie and decided that Sadie would be okay.

	"Emily! Emily! Oh shit Emily Daddy's hurt!" said the panic stricken
little voice on the other end of the phone.

	"Take it easy Sadie. Just tell me what's wrong."

	"I heard a noise and ran to his bedroom. There's blood everywhere and
he's lying on the floor! His head is bleeding."

	"He's alive, right?"

	"Yes. I guess so."

	"Get a wet towel and put it on his head where it's bleeding. Try to
put a pillow under his feet if you can. Don't let him move otherwise. I'll 
call 911 and be over as soon as I hang up."

	Within a few minutes she was in her dad's car and he was taking her to
Sadie's house. "I could have ran there faster than this, Daddy."

	"Maybe, but you may need help."

	Emily's heart was racing. 'Please God, don't let him die. Sadie's been
through enough,' she prayed as they pulled next to the curb at the house.
The EMT truck was just pulling in behind them and went up the driveway.

	The front door was already open and Sadie ran out as the paramedics ran
into the house. Sadie put her arms around Emily and the tears flowed from
her eyes. "What happened Sadie? Do you know?"

	"I'm not sure Em. He must have been cleaning his gun or something. I
heard a noise and ran into the room and there he was."

Later at the hospital...

	"Daddy wants you to come in for a minute Em," Sadie said as she came
out of the room. "He said he couldn't blame you if you refused. Why would
he say that Em? Why would you not see him?"

	"Of course I'll see him Sadie," Emily responded and got up to go into
the room. She stopped, took a deep breath, and opened the door. She stepped
inside to see Jack sitting up in bed with his head wrapped in bandage. She
thought that he actually looked pretty funny. Under the circumstances not so
much, but really pretty funny anyway.

	"Thanks for seeing me Em. As you can see, I can't even do a good job of
killing myself. I guess I'm a pretty miserable human being."

	Okay, now Emily was upset. "Well shit, let's all feel sorry for poor
Jack! Let's see; his wife dies so that makes it okay to get drunk all the
time, ignore his daughter that needs him and try to rape a friend."

	"Try? You mean I didn't do it?"

	"Sorry, you're clean. You didn't rape me, you just tried to rape me. I'm
not sure what difference that makes. I guess maybe it means six months in
prison instead of a year," Emily said as she glared at Jack.

	"Don't worry I'm going to call the police myself as soon as I explain
why I chickened out of shooting myself."

	"Well, you were successful at shooting yourself, your just a lousy shot
is all. As far as the rape goes, you don't get off that easy. If the police
ask me, you must have had a bad dream because it didn't happen."

	"Why Em?"

	"Because you're going to get cleaned up, get sober, get a life and get
your daughter back. You can't have Christine back, but you still have 
Sadie," she answered.

	"You're right. I've been so fucked up. I wish you had of slapped me a
lot sooner."
	
	"All you had to do was ask...I wouldn't have refused you...if you were
sober." Emily turned her back on him and left the room.

The fall, just before school started...

	Emily had more time for herself this summer since Jack had straightened
out and Sadie had started to make more new friends. She only watched Sadie 
on the nights Jack attended AA and, occasionally, when he played poker. It 
seemed that both were usually gone on Saturdays though and Emily took some 
time, when she could, to go over to their house and clean up some. Not that 
they were slobs, but it took some training to get Sadie and Jack to clean as 
they went. This Saturday was no exception. Emily had vacuumed, cleaned the 
bathrooms and the kitchen. She had changed their bedding and snuck a quick 
shower before Jack got home from playing golf.

	Jack and Emily hadn't spoken much since he got out of the hospital. It
wasn't as if Emily was ignoring him, it just didn't seem that there was much
to say unless it was about Sadie. To be honest, Emily missed their chats.
She was cutting some vegetables up to put in the crock-pot as he came in the
door. "Hi Jack, good game today?"

	"Mostly sucked as usual, but I had some good shots too. What are you 
making Em?"

	"I thought I'd put some stew in the crock-pot for you guys."

	"You're a sweetheart Em, but you don't have to do that. In fact, you
don't have to do any of this if you don't want to. I can afford a maid and
Sadie and I could do more," Jack offered.

	"I'll quit if you don't want me to."

	"I didn't mean that Em...it's just that all of this time you are 
devoting to us..."

	Without looking at him or stopping what she was doing, she said, "I do
this because I like doing it.

	 By the way, are you hungry? Can I make you a sandwich?"

	"No, I ate at the clubhouse. Make something for you if you want." Jack
was sitting in the chair looking at the girl. She was just past sixteen now,
but seemed to look so much older than that.

	"I'm not hungry."

	"You could use some more food Emily, you've lost weight."

	"It didn't hurt to lose the pounds, Jack."

	'Maybe she's right. She's no longer just a pretty thing. She's becoming
a beautiful woman. That isn't right either, she is a beautiful woman,' he
thought.

	Emily felt his eyes on her. That maybe shouldn't have been pleasant, but 
it was. She heard the chair slide and felt him approach her from the back. 
He put his arms around her and held something in his hands for her to see.

	"What is it?" She asked squinting.

	"It's a check. There's one for you and one for Sadie. You need to give 
it to your mom and dad to make a trust for your college."

	"Jeez Jack! That's a lot of money! No way you can afford to just give me
that money."

	"I just settled partially with the insurance company and this is just a
portion of that. If you put it in the bank, and can get a scholarship or 
two, it should pay for all of your college."

	Wanting to turn around to hug him and kiss him, Emily just froze. His 
arms were touching hers and it made the tiny hairs stand up on her forearms. 
His warm breath on her neck was giving her little chills too. Some parts of 
her were getting warm. "I don't know what to say."

	"Don't say anything," he turned and paused for a few seconds. "I'm 
sober now."

	"Yes and I'm proud of you too," she said and then thought for awhile and 
asked, "Are you asking?"

	He put his hands on her upper arms and said, "I'm asking you to forgive 
me, that's all." 

	Jacks hands were rubbing up and down her arms and Emily's knees were 
getting weak. She turned, placed her hips against the counter, and said, "I
forgave you long ago. I couldn't be here if I hadn't forgiven you."

	"I loved Christine, maybe still do and probably will never forget her. 
But if I lost you or Sadie or both, I really don't think I could take it. 
You've seen how weak I can be."

	Emily put her arms around his neck and whispered, "I think you are very
strong. Look at what you've done so quickly. Sadie adores you and...actually
...so do I."

	Jack lowered his lips and kissed her lightly on the lips. Emily 
responded by putting her hand behind his head and forcing his lips tighter 
to hers. Jack started to pull away and changed his mind. Maybe feeling her
tongue trying to open his lips helped. Her body pressing against him and the
smell of her certainly sealed it. "May I take you to my bedroom and will you
make love with me?"

	She didn't answer him, she just took his hand in hers and led him back
to his bedroom. Emily turned to face him again with her hands at her sides.
He stood in front of her and put his hands on her hips. "I don't want you
to anything that you don't want to," he said quietly.

	Emily looked up into his big green eyes, smiled and said, "I would 
hardly be standing here if I didn't want to." 

	She started to pull her top over her head, but Jack stopped her and
said, "I want to do that...please let me." And Emily lowered her hands
briefly to let him. Until her tank top went over her head, then she raised
her arms. Jack left her bra and unbuttoned her denim shorts. He found the 
zipper and pushed the shorts to the floor. He put his hands back on her
sides and stood back. She was a vision in her light lace bra and tiny yellow
and white, double string, satin bikini panties. The yellow satin was nearly
opaque, but the dark vee of her pubic mass was visible through the thin
material. He reached behind her, unsnapped her bra and fed it over her arms.
Her breasts were full and heavy; the nipples large and pinkish brown. Emily
got a shy streak and covered her breasts with her arms. "Don't cover 
yourself, Em, you're beautiful."

  	By the increasing size of the bulge in his pants, it was obvious to 
Emily that Jack was telling her how he really felt. She dropped her arms
for him to see her just as he reached for the band of her panties. She 
watched as he slowly rolled them down her thighs to her feet. He was almost
on his knees at her feet when he put his hands on her butt to pull her 
closer. He kissed her right on the front of her trimmed mound and started to
kiss up her body, stopping at her navel, and working toward her titties. 
Jack kissed each nipple and then pulled Emily close to kiss her full on the
mouth. The kiss was deep and passionate and Emily's heat was building 
rapidly. She lost her shyness and whispered, "Let me do you."

	"I wish that you would lay back on the bed and watch me," he responded. 
"I want you to see how badly I want you, I need you, I love you."

	As she sat on the bed, Emily took one of the pillows and put it behind
her head like always. She looked up at him as he was pulling his shirt over
his head and edged her legs around so that he had full view of her prone
body. She even opened her thighs enough so that he could see all of her 
pussy. She let out a nearly silent sigh when his chest and arms were fully 
exposed. Jack had beautifully toned arms and shoulders. His chest wasn't 
huge, but nicely formed and his tummy was flat with a hint of abs defined. 
Not too hairy, but super masculine. Emily recalled that Jack was an adult 
male, not a boy. Jack was a man. Somehow Emily suddenly felt like a woman. 

	Jack was the one that suddenly had a rush of modesty. Emily's eyes
hadn't left his body and he was about to unzip his pants for her. 'What if
I turn her completely off?' He thought. 'God, she really is a beautiful
thing...well, here goes.' And Jack pulled the zipper down, pushed his 
underwear and pants down at one time and stood in front of her. How he felt
was without question; his erection was standing at a nice angle pointed 
directly at Emily.

	This view of Jack's cock wasn't new to her, Emily had seen it like this
the night that she came early to sit Sadie. It was definitely harder now it
seemed. Long and very thick this close up. She briefly wondered if it would
even fit, but patted the bed for Jack to lay with her.

	As he settled beside her, Emily rolled to her right side and left the
left knee up. Their mouths quickly found each other and Jack's hand quickly
found Emily's left tit. Their breathing was getting heavier and Jack's hand
was kneading the tit that it found. Jack wiggled his left arm under Emily's
neck and soon his mouth was kissing her neck and shoulders. In the meantime,
the hand left the tit and was sliding over her nearly flat tummy to the
furry spot below. His mouth now replaced the fingers that were massaging the
girl's nipple. 

	Emily groaned when his mouth took her nipple and began to suckle it, but
when his fingers moved through her tight, trim curls to where the hair ended
and the top of her vagina started, she jerked at the shock of his touch. 
Jack was suckling the nipple very hard and when he suddenly changed and gave
the other nipple an opportunity, Emily squeezed her thighs together against
his hand and let out a throaty grunt. His hand urged the thighs to part and
he let one finger, then two fingers, slide into her. The palm of his hand,
where the fingers met, was firmly against her clit. He started to slide his
fingers in and out at a steady pace and let his hand pressure and release
against her clit.

	"Good," Jack said as Emily bit her lip, raised her hips and squeezed his
hand again. She had a small orgasm and Jack felt better. As soon as he felt
she was finished, which was quickly, Jack didn't hesitate to remove his
fingers and move his body over her. Emily was certain that he meant to 
replace his fingers with his cock, instead, he pushed his body down until 
his face was between her legs. Emily couldn't see, but felt him open her 
with his thumbs. A few seconds passed and Emily knew that he was looking 
into her open, pink pussy. 

	Another shock went through her when his tongue started to flick against
her clit. He flicked it a few times and then rolled his tongue over the
top of it as if he were trying to press it flat. Occasionally that tongue
would lick into the depths of her opening and he would stop and swallow
whatever his tongue had accumulated. Then his mouth was over her pussy
and he was sucking it. Once again Emily squeezed him with her thighs and
thrashed her hips against him. This time she came faster and was stronger 
than the last and Emily thought that she was spent.

	Someone had other ideas though. Bigger ideas even. Jack saw that her
eyes were closed once he left her pussy and his face was inches from hers.
He felt her hard nipples against his chest and her soft tummy against his
and it took everything he had to suppress an ejaculation.

	When she felt his breath, she opened her eyes and gave him a weak smile.
As his hips slid between her thighs, they automatically opened for him.
She felt his cock rub against her and she instinctively reached for it and
took it in her fingers. She knew that he wanted in her and she wanted it 
too, but she also wanted to feel it. She felt his balls first and dragged 
her nails through his pubic hair surrounding them. Then she let his cock 
rest on her fingers and she felt all around it, including the pointed, and 
very sticky wet, tip. She felt the big vein under it and she marveled at how 
hard, yet smooth, it was. It was big too. She had only experienced two this 
close to her pussy, but Jack's was different. Jack was a man. Jack's cock 
was at the entrance to her cunt and Emily wanted it to fuck her. Emily 
helped put it in so that it could.

	Jack worked his cock in a little at a time. Emily was plenty wet enough
and he was sure that he wouldn't hurt her, but she was a bit tentative and
held him at bay a little with her hands on his sides. Slowly and 
methodically he fucked his cock deeper and deeper. When she seemed to jerk
and protest, he quit for a few seconds and started again. Within moments,
Jack had a steady rhythm and very soon after, Emily met his rhythm with hers.
She was no longer protesting or holding back. She seemed to want him 
to pick up the pace, but Jack remained steady. 

	His pelvic bone was grinding against her as his thrusts took him deep.
Emily could feel it and knew that, although he certainly filled her, he
wasn't too big for her. She became more and more accustomed to the steady
onslaught of his cock on her vagina. Jack talked to her. Not so much dirty
talk, but just talk. She would have imagined it as going over the grocery
list except for the sudden waves that made her squeeze her eyes shut
and bite her lips. She kept expecting a burst of energy from Jack where
he would grab her and fuck her hard and then cum. That didn't seem as if it
would happen. But the steady working of his cock in her cunt and the 
more than occasional kisses were working her to a point of explosion. Out of
nowhere she stopped and nearly screamed at him, "God Jack!" and she let that 
explosion go. She had her arms around his neck and was pushing against him
as hard as her hips could. She could feel the convulsions deep and not so
deep within her as she orgasmed. It was like she was washed clean by a 
relentless surf. She didn't even realize that Jack had released his semen
into her until she felt him soften and fall out of her.

	Jack rolled off of her onto his side and Emily stayed on her back 
looking at the ceiling. They said nothing for a couple of minutes until
Emily said, "Oh my..."

	"Yes."

	She turned her head and looked into his face. "I'll get better, I 
promise. You have to teach me what to do."

	"Better? You think you need to be better? Do you not think better might
kill me?"

	Emily turned on her right side and, with a big grin, said, "You mean 
that you think I was good?"

	"Oh shit Em, you are so perfect. You have no idea," he answered as he
pulled her pretty face and those big brown eyes to his. Their shared kiss
was different from the first kisses. This was a kiss of two people that had
shared each other and would gladly do it again. It was a kiss of lovers, but
maybe not people in love.

	They stayed like that pecking at each other and exploring the other's 
body with their hands. Finally Emily said, "You have a wonderful mouth."

	"I do?"

	"Amazing actually. I have some experience with mouths and yours is by
far the best so far."

	"You seem to like the way I kiss," he stated.

	"More than the kisses of course."

	"Oh. I don't have much experience with that actually. I just did what I
thought might feel good."

	"Oh yes, it did feel good," she said. "I have some experience with mine
too."

	"You do?" He asked as he felt her hand encircle his cock. Her fingers
were gently manipulating it and it was responding nicely to her touch.

	"Yes."

	"Maybe someday you'll show me."

	"Maybe, if this thing keeps getting harder, I'll show you before 
someday."

	"You really don't have to Emily."

	"I know I don't have to," she answered with her mouth against his 
nipple. His cock was hard again in her hand and she was stroking up and down 
the shaft as her face neared Jack' stomach. Her hair was spread over his 
stomach and Jack brushed it back so he could see her. She held the cock up 
and kissed under it and his balls. The aroma of his musk and her heat was 
strong, but not bothersome to Emily, she held the base of it and took it 
into her warm mouth. She made a gurgled noise as the tip passed over her
tongue. There was no possible way that she could get it all into her mouth.
'Maybe with some practice,' she thought, 'maybe lots of practice.'
	
	'She really enjoys this,' thought Jack as he watched Emily's mouth work 
on his cock. She had her mouth wrapped firmly around it and her hand holding
it so that it couldn't get away. Her mouth was making slurping sounds as it
gobbled the cock that was buried in it. He put his head back on the pillow
and closed his eyes to let her work. She was right; apparently she did have
some experience. Either some experience or a particular love of it. Either
way, Jack had never had anyone treat his cock like Emily.

	He was a little shy maybe at first, but he was really hard now and
Emily knew that he was enjoying it immensely. She held on tight, but Jack
was making little noises and he was starting to fuck her mouth back. She
felt him tighten his leg and stomach muscles. He was close to cumming. Her
hand started to stroke him a little as she quickened the pace with her 
mouth. She felt his hand on her head holding her when he released his cum.
She felt a big throb and then the spurts of the fluid into her mouth. There
may not have been so much now because he had left so much to drain out of
her pussy, but it was enough to make Emily feel good about making Jack feel
good. Emily swallowed and let his softening cock slide from her mouth.

	Emily laid with her head on Jack's stomach for awhile and suddenly
jumped up, "Oh Shit! I left the crock-pot on high!" She started out of the
bedroom door, turned around and tip-toed back to the bed. She bent down to
pick up her panties.

	"What's the matter?"

	"I think I'm leaking all over," she answered and used the panties to 
clean herself and some of the spots on the carpet. When she was finished,
she went to the kitchen and turned the stew down to low. Emily took a
couple of minutes to clean up some and turned to go back. 'For some reason
it doesn't even feel strange to parade around this house naked,' she thought.

	When Emily came back to the bedroom, Jack was laying back against the
pillow with his arms in back of his neck. He had a pained look on his face.

	"What's the scowl for?"

	"Your titties jiggle when you walk."

	She crawled up over his feet and sprawled herself on his chest. She
rested with her chin on her hands. "Seeing my titties jiggle is painful?"

	"It is. In a pleasant sort of way. Your bare bottom is cute when you
walk the other way too."

	"So is yours," she said grinning.

	"You haven't really seen my bare bottom yet."

	"I've imagined it enough to know."

	They were quiet a few minutes and then Jack asked, "Are you going to 
going to take Sadie school shopping again this year?"

	"I suppose. I have every year since she started first grade."

	"How much money do you need?"
	
	"Don't be cheap butthead. You seem to have lots of money to toss around
now." She thought a moment and said, "I have to get her a couple of bras too
this year."

	"I was going to mention that her nipples show through her tops and it's
obvious the time is coming," Jack responded.

	"Looks like I was wrong about her growing up. She'll be having her first
period pretty soon too I think," she said, more thinking out loud.

	"Jeez. I hope you have her prepared. Her mother was no good at those 
things and I'm certainly not any better."

	"She'll be fine. She can only be prepared so much anyway."

	"I wonder if she's started thinking about sex and boys yet."

	Emily raised her head and said, "Of course she thinks about sex. She's
pretty tight with her new friend, they probably talk a lot and experiment
some too. You're the one that needs to learn."

	Jack put a hand on Emily's butt as was playing with it. "Christine
didn't like oral sex very much. At least not with me."

	"She didn't like to suck you?"

	"No. Or me eat her either."

	"I like to suck you and I love the way you lick me," Emily said quietly.

	"She liked it. Just not with me."

	Raising her head again, Emily asked, "Who with then?"

	"Chris had an occasional girlfriend. I knew about them and Chris told me
before we got married that she was bisexual."

	"You didn't mind?"

	"Wouldn't have mattered if I did. I just wanted to lick and love her
pussy, but it's no fun if she doesn't respond."

	His fingers were trolling up and down Emily's bottom now and exploring
between the crack. It felt nice and Emily could feel him hardening a little
against her tummy. "Don't put your finger in there!" She said slapping at
his hand.

	"Why not?"

	"It's hurts, that's why not."

	"Doesn't need to."

	"Did when Jerry tried it. It hurt a lot."

	"Jerry? Your cousin Jerry? You fucked your first cousin?"

	"Yes. Does that disgust you?" It was obvious that it didn't much
because she felt his cock twitch against her like it did when she mentioned
Sadie and her girlfriend.

	"No. It's sorta hot actually. But Jerry shouldn't just jam his finger 
into your butt. It takes preparation."

	"Tell me about it....Did Chris let you do that?"

	"The one thing that Chris really did seem to like was anal sex. She
even asked me to once in awhile."

	"How do you prepare?" Emily asked with her head back down on her arms.

	Jack put his fingers between her legs and pressed his fingers into her
vagina. He rubbed it with his finger tips and gathered some of their cum
getting the finger tips nice and wet and slick. He found her little pink 
hole and started rubbing around and around it. He opened it a little at a
time and dipped a finger in. Emily's breathing told him that it wasn't 
hurting her. "Lift up and put my cock into your cunt," he said quietly.

	Emily did just that and this time it went in with very little pressure
from her or Jack. As it slid down the tunnel, so did the rest of Jack's
finger in the tunnel just above. There was some sharp pain now, but it
subsided and what left was very pleasing. In a few moments she had her
knees at his sides and was fucking him.

	"Do you like that?"

	"Yes," she croaked.

	"My cock spreading your sweet little cunt and my finger opening that 
pretty little ass. Does it feel good now?"

	"Oh yes."

	"Good. Fuck me then."

	"I am," she barely answered. With his cock filling her and his finger
stroking her, Emily didn't know so much pleasure was possible. "Do you want
to fuck me there?"

	"Where?"

	"Where your finger is. In my butt."

	"Yes, but not this time. Get used to it and, if you want, next time we
can do that."

	"Oh...kay...," she muttered. Much of her hair had fallen in front of 
her eyes. She had her hands on Jack's chest and was trying to suck his
cock with her pussy. Her hips were grinding her body against his and 
smashing her clit against him. His cock and finger were almost meeting
with a thin wall separating them. The internal pressure of the tip of his 
cock near and around her cervix was causing a deep ache to build. Her toes 
were curled tightly and her stomach had contracted. She was breathing hard 
and even sweating. She continued to fuck him until the dam broke. In a few 
seconds probably.

	Jack had never had sex with anyone that had this sort of vigor and 
enthusiasm for mutual pleasure. There wasn't any doubt that it was Emily's 
intention to orgasm, but the way she looked into his face and worked her 
body with his, she wanted him to enjoy as well. No question about his 
pleasure, he was about to ejaculate for the third time and it would 
probably be so intense that it would hurt. He raised his hips to meet her 
for the last time and buried his finger as deep as it would go as she 
orgasmed on him. This time most of the liquid came from her body.

Later, early evening...

	"Good stew Emily, you're the best," Sadie said with a smirk on her
face.

	"Thank you sweetie."

	"Don't you think Daddy? Don't you think Emily's good?" Now Sadie was
nearly laughing. 

	"She sure is; a really good cook."

	"What did you guys do all day with me gone? Did you miss me? Not so
much huh?" Sadie said with tears forming in her eyes.

	"What is the matter with you Sadie? Is it some private joke?"

	"I think the joke's on you two. You did a terrible job of making that
bed and I've slept with Emily enough to know her smell anywhere. Including
that smelll; the one where Emily gets all hot in the night and has naughty
dreams."

	Emily was red and Jack just stared at her. He had a 'What am I 
supposed to say now?' look on his face.

	Emily tried to respond, "Well Sadie..."

	Sadie waved a hand at her and said, "No no no...you don't need to 
explain anything to me. I'm not mad or upset. Seems everybody loves Emily;
Me, Daddy and even Mom."

	"Mom?" Jack and Emily said together.

	"Sure Mom. You didn't know?"

	"She never gave me even a hint," Emily said, still wide eyed.

	"She asked about you all the time. I could tell by the way she acted
around you. She was too shy to say anything and maybe afraid because you
are so young."

	"I'll be damned," Jack mumbled.

	"So Em, are you gonna be my new mommy?"

	It was Emily's turn to laugh. "I'm only sixteen. I have two years of
high school left and then college. I'm not ready to be anybody's mommy. If
I were, it would be yours Sadie."

	"I'm going to hate it when you go away Em. I love you so much and you
sorta have been my mom anyway."

	"I think I'm going to the University of Hawaii, Sadie. I won't be far
and you can come visit too."

	"What about me?" Jack asked.

	"Alternate weekends Jack. You can have visitation rights too."

	Sadie threw her arms around Emily's neck and said, "Maybe we'll be
together forever."

	"Forever is a long time. Let's try one day at a time."

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