It was immediately obvious that Alice and Ron were no happier with the situation than Ben and Linda were. All four children sat in the living room, listening to the grown-ups exchange boring small-talk, until enough time had elapsed to make an abrupt departure seem socially reasonable.
After their parents left, Alice and Ron looked at each other and made faces and shrugged. They were bored to death already and they'd only been here less than two hours.
"Well," Mr. Brooks said, turning from the front door, "it's really pretty late, so why don't you kids get ready for bed. You can stay up for another hour, but keep the noise down… OK?"
"OK, Daddy," Linda said, hopping off the couch and starting for the stairs. She paused at the foot of the stairway and looked back at Alice.
"You coming?" she said, her voice showing that she really didn't care one way or the other.
Alice slipped out of her chair.
"Yeah," she said with a loud sigh.
Ben gestured with a nod to Ron, the two boys followed the girls up the stairs.
Ben suddenly noticed the sway of his girl cousin's ass. His cock jerked slightly at the sight of the curvaceous butt swinging from side to side as the girl mounted the stairs. Damn!
Ben licked his lips briefly as he considered the possibility of fucking Alice. She sure had gotten a cute figure since the last time he'd seen her. Alice had always been a very lovely girl, but now, with the blooming of her ass and the puffing out of her tits, she was one hell of a great-looking young broad!
He glanced at Ron and frowned at his cousin's strange grin. Ron's expression made it apparent that he had a secret, and the secret was probably about his sister, Alice.
"What's bugging you, Ronald?" Ben asked in a sarcastic voice.
Ron jerked his finger to his lips.
"Shhh!"
Ben shook his head, pretending to be annoyed, but he was really curious. Maybe Ron was just grinning over the way Ben had been eying Alice's pert ass but Ben didn't think it was that simple.
Ron held back as they reached the top of the stairs. Ben watched the two girls swish and sway down the hall to Linda's bedroom. They went inside without looking back.
"Damn great ass!" Ron chuckled in a whisper.
Ben pushed his door open and let Ben go on in ahead of him. Pulling the door closed behind him, Ben asked, "Which one?"
"Both of them. Linda filling out pretty nice on top, too, didn't she?"
Ben nodded. He began getting ready for bed.
"You get the sleeping bag tonight, Ronald. I'll take it tomorrow night OK?"
"Yeah," Ron said impatiently. He was obviously dying to tell Ben something juicy.
Ben ignored the boy as he slipped into his pajamas, and lay on the bed with a magazine.
Ron got ready for bed, too, sighing and moaning, trying to get Ben's attention. Finally, as he slid down inside the warm sleeping bag on the rug, he couldn't take it any longer. He threw his pillow at Ben.
"Hey, you stupid shit! I got something to tell you. You want to hear it or not?"
Ben pushed the pillow off the edge of the bed. Ron would have to get up out of the sleeping, bag to retrieve it.
"Nope," he said, thumbing a page. "Idiot!" Ron muttered. He climbed out of the bag and crawled up for his pillow. He got settled again before he spoke.
"Karen Franks said to say hello," he said casually.
Ben jerked his head toward Ron. "Who said what?" he demanded sharply. Ron grinned. He sat up in the bag and wrapped his arms around his upraised knees.
"Karen Franks. Your old girlfriend. I… well, let's just say I saw her yesterday. She thinks you're quite the funny fellow so she said."
Ben grimaced. Oh, Karen, you stupid little bitch! Not with Ronald!
"You fucked her, I suppose?"
Ron shrugged.
"Who hasn't? And the word has her pegged right, too. She's one hell of a fine fuck. But then, you already know that, don't you, Benny?"
Ben blushed. He turned back to the magazine, swiftly yanking at the pages but seeing only Karen's grinning face. Punch that fucking bitch out the next time I get my hands on her! he told himself.
And to have her spilling her guts to a fucked-up shithead like Ron! Good God, it was more than he could bear.
"Yeah," Ron continued, savoring his moment of victory. "She told me all about you, Benny. How you like to get a girl all hot and bothered and then go chasing your own cute little sister into the bushes!"
Ben was off the bed and on top of Ron before he could finish the sentence, pounding at his arms and head. Ron ducked and covered his head, laughing hysterically.
"Hey! Hey! Stop you dope! Hey!" Ron giggled, trying to catch his breath. "Hey, Ben! Stop it! I've got nothing against a guy chasing after Linda. Hell, I'd like to do some chasing after her, myself." I Ben quickly exhausted his anger. He hadn't really been all that mad at Ron, but at Karen. He didn't really strike out very hard at the boy. He sat there, riding Ron's jiggling belly and looking down at the other boy as he finally got control of his laughter.
"You weigh ten tons, Ben. Get off, will you?"
Ben growled but slipped off. He backed himself against the dresser and hugged his knees as he rested his face on them.
Ron sighed and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. He rubbed his beaten shoulders.
"You ever thought about fucking my sister, Ben?" Ron asked his cousin, his voice quiet.
Ben looked at him.
"Huh? You serious?"
Ron nodded, settling back on his elbows. "Alice isn't exactly ugly. Maybe you've noticed."
"I noticed," Ben admitted.
"So I was just wondering if you'd ever thought about fucking her… Mice, I mean… seriously."
"I guess not. Maybe when I saw her again tonight." Ben knew he'd better watch what he said or admitted to Ron.
Ron just smiled.
"Alice thinks she's in love with you." Ben's cock spasmed sharply. "What?" he said suspiciously. "My stupid sister thinks she's in love with you. I read it in her diary."
"What'd it say?"
Ben felt his prick growing hard and straight. He shifted his legs so the giant swelling was hidden behind his thigh from his cousin's laughing eyes.
Ron shrugged.
"Just that she was in love with you. Thought you were the best-looking boy in the world. A pile of shit, if you ask me, but who can figure girls?"
"Yeah," Ben muttered. He sighed, recalling the lush sway of Alice's sexy ass as she walked down the hallway. "So she likes me, huh?"
"Loves you," Ron snorted. "You could probably get into her pants if you played your cards and your cock right."
Ben grinned, in spite of his distrust for the boy sitting near him. It was very pleasant to think of Alice, so pretty and virginal, grunting and sweating under him as he rammed his hard cock into her snatch.
"Dreaming won't make it come true," Ron said.
"Yeah, I know," Ben agreed with a sigh of disappointment.
"But you want to fuck her, don't you?" Ben laughed.
"Of course. I want to fuck a lot of girls, but I can't."
Ron eyed the other boy for a moment. "Yeah, well, maybe we can arrange for you to fuck Alice."
Ben eyed him back.
"How?"
"I don't know, we'll have to work it out. But if you do, then I want Linda."
"Oh, so that's your game," Ben said, nodding his understanding at last.
Ron only wanted one thing, and he was willing to give his own sister to get it, the fucking creep.
Still, Ben didn't want to be too hasty and lose his chance to fuck Alice. Linda was hot and horny and ready to get her cherry busted, and even though Ben wanted to be the one to crack her cunt for her, he liked the looks of Alice even better.
"You got a plan, Ron?"
"Nope. I figure we can work it out between us, though, without too much trouble. I understand there's a building out behind the drive-in."
"Karen tell you that?"
"Yeah. She's got a big mouth. But she sure knows how to use it."
Ben had to grin with Ron at that. Karen sure did know how to use that mouth of hers.
"There's one back there, alright, but we sure can't take the girls back there and just rape them."
"Oh, I don't know," Ron said, cocking his head and grinning. He knew something, and it must be pretty juicy from the expression on his face.
Ben waited for him to spill it.
"Alice is a virgin, but only technically. If you count a guy's cock, then she's never been fucked. But if you count this big damn rubber dildo she has, then she's been fucked at least four times in the past two weeks."
"Huh?"
"Alice has this huge cock, made out of hard rubber. She uses it on herself at night before she goes to sleep. I know because I saw her do it."
"How?"
"Hell, Ben, I cut a fucking hole in the ceiling over her bed. You mean you haven't been spying on Linda since she got tits and all?"
"No," Ben admitted, chagrined at the thought of missing out on watching Linda play with herself all these months.
"Well, before I leave I'll help you fix up a place so you can have a front seat."
"Thanks. But where'd Alice get a thing like that?"
"The dildo? I don't know. I think she stole it from my aunt and uncle in New York. I know she had it when we left there."
"Jesus, Alice with a rubber prick up her cunt… I've got to see that!"
Ron and Ben found themselves talking together like friends after several years as enemies. It wasn't too bad. They grinned at each other.
"We gotta work it out I'll take Alice… you take Linda. I can tell you, my sister's ready for just about anything and anyone. Wait till I tell you what happened a couple of nights ago at the drive in."
Ron listened eagerly as Ben told him about Linda sucking old George's cock, then begging for a fuck. They laughed over Linda's gleeful suggestion that she and Ben trick Alice into taking on George at the shed. Ben carefully described Linda's sopping wet twat and her thighs spread wide apart as he had lapped her to a hard climax.
Finally both boys leaned back and lost themselves in dream of cunt-sucking and fucking those cute girls.
Linda locked her bedroom door.
She turned and watched Alice as the girl looked quickly around the room, her face blank of any expression.
"Which side of the bed do you want, Alice?"
Alice shrugged.
"Whichever side you don't want Linda."
Linda sighed. She went over to the bed and turned down the covers on her side. She yawned and stretched, then began unbuttoning her blouse. Her nipples felt kind of funny and itchy, but she didn't pay too much attention to them. She had been horny for almost a week, and she was getting used to it!
Linda kept her eyes away from her cousin until Alice shrugged off her blouse. She was standing with her back toward Linda, neatly folding her blouse and laying it on the chair. Linda stared at the sharp shoulder blades as they worked just under the smooth, flawless skin of Alice's back.
Suddenly Alice turned around and caught Linda's stare. Alice ignored her. She twisted her arms high up behind her back to unhook her bra. The large white cups loosened and wrinkled softly as they slipped off the full firm globes of the girl's young tits.
Linda beard herself gasp involuntarily.
Alice had the most beautiful breasts Linda had ever seen. Full and firm and riding high on the girl's chest, each hemisphere of flesh was capped with a large dark nipple, throbbing and succulent and inviting. Alice's tits rose and fell calmly and slowly as she stood still for Linda's inspection.
Linda let her eyes flicker to her cousin's eyes, and she saw there a hint of dark interest. Alice drew her shoulders back slightly and smiled coyly, her eyes lowered, as she arched her back and thrust her lovely boobs out further.
The nipples rose up hard and erect, gigantic thumbs of delicious young girl flesh poking right at Linda's drooling, mouth.
"Are you finished?" Alice asked, her voice cool but not at all unfriendly.
Linda nodded slowly.
Alice busied herself with her skirt. She looked down and began working the buckle free at her waist. She paused as she started to slide the belt free of the loops on the skirt and looked at Linda.
"Aren't you getting ready for bed?"
"Oh, yeah," Linda said, grinning awkwardly. She hadn't realized she was still standing there, gawking openly at her cousin's immense tits.
Linda quickly shrugged off her own blouse and threw her bra onto a chair after it. Alice smiled as she looked at Linda's breasts, and nodded in appreciation.
"Not bad, yourself, cousin," she said, smiling prettily.
"Uh thanks," Linda said. She smiled back. She felt her heart racing hard and fast. She gulped.
Linda continued undressing but very slowly as she watched Alice slide her skirt down over trim thighs and step lightly and daintily out of the material. God, such long, long legs! And real stockings not those crappy pantyhose she used to wear all the time. Linda knew then that her cousin had developed a lot more than just a pair of big tits. She had grown much more sensitive toward herself. Before, she would only get undressed in the bathroom alone and she only wore pantyhose and bulky sweaters and long skirts that made her look frumpy and dull.
But she sure as hell didn't look frumpy and dull now!
Linda saw that Alice kept glancing out of the comer of her eye at her, taking quick looks at her body. So the interest was mutual. Both girls could feel the tension in the room grow stronger and stronger as they got down to the nitty-gritty of undressing.
Alice folded her skirt neatly and laid it carefully over her blouse and bra. She lifted one foot onto the edge of the chair and pulled open the strap at the top of her stocking, on the outside of her taut thigh. Linda watched, fascinated as bell, while Alice slowly worked all the hooks open, mad the garterbelt dangled down over her ass and thighs.
Alice seemed absorbed with her stripping. She was making a kind of show out of it. She slowly rolled the top of the stocking into a thin doughnut, then rolled it down over her knee to her ankle. She hooked her thumbs under the roll and pulled it off her foot. She wiggled her toes and sighed, then dropped the doughnut of nylon onto her skirt.
She repeated the action with the other stocking.
She reached behind her and unhooked her garterbelt, unwrapped the narrow band of white material from around her slender waist, and draped it over the back of the chair.
Then, her back still turned toward Linda, she reached behind her and hooked her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her taut panties.
Linda held her breath.
Alice slowly wiggled her tight little ass as she shoved the material of her panties down over her hard asscheeks. The tight narrow crack between the delicious-looking globes of ass meat was revealed an inch at a time.
Linda could see her cousin's big tits swaying and jiggling as they hung from her chest. Alice was bent over slightly, arching her ass toward Linda as she worked her panties down her ass to her thighs. She pushed down in front and the material slipped easily down her long slender legs to her ankles.
Alice lifted one foot out of the loose panties, then lifted the panties to her hand with her other foot.
She dropped her panties onto the chair, then very slowly turned to face Linda. She was utterly naked.
And stunningly beautiful!
Linda gasped. Her eyes locked instantly on the dark muff of thick curly pussy-hair between Alice's beautifully tanned thighs. Good God! Linda said to herself. Alice must sunbathe totally naked. Not a pale inch of skin told of a bathing suit. She was perfectly and evenly tanned all over!
And her cunt what a delight! Alice proudly carried a thick forest of rich brown cunt hair. Beneath that forest, Linda could make out the beautiful lips of her cousin's young twat.
Alice snorted, amused at her cousin's reaction.
"Never seen a girl naked before, Linda?"
"Huh? Oh, uh, of course, I have. But you're so beautiful, Alice!" Linda burst out against her better judgement.
Alice blushed.
"Oh!" she said, delighted.
Linda gave her another pretty smile, then suddenly got very busy as she finished her own undressing for bed. She was already naked from her slim waist up, and she rapidly skinned her skirt down her legs and stepped out of it. Her panties followed in a flash, and Linda straightened up, as naked as her beautiful young cousin.
Her heart was thudding hard, making it difficult to breathe.
Linda was more then a little startled by her reaction to Alice's naked body. She knew that she was one very horny little girl, but her body was almost quivering with lust. She found herself licking her lips over and over as she stared at the other girl's full tits and beautiful pussy-muff, lush and thick. Her own nipples were bursting. Her cunt felt like a river.
And this astonishing idea that kept running through her head was just too fucking outrageous for words!
"Well, dear," Sam Brooks said to his wife as he watched the two young ladies swish and sway up the stairs, "I guess I'll just finish up in the garage and then hit the sack."
"Mmmmmm," his wife murmured, already lost in her eternal knitting and the insipid story on the television set.
Sam got up and out of his chair and stretched and yawned, then casually sauntered out into the kitchen.
He crept out to the garage. He knew his wife would never disturb him up there, especially once she lost herself in her own little world.
He grinned to himself as he moved the ladder under the trap door in the ceiling of the garage, and quickly went up. He turned on the light in the attic crawlspace and covered the hole to the garage with the trapdoor, locking it so that he couldn't possibly be interrupted. He could always make up some kind of reasonable excuse for being up here if his wife should happen to ask. But Sam felt confident she never would. His wife had the curiosity of a boulder. And that's about how she reacted to his attempts at sex with her lately, too like a fucking stone.
Thank God this house was built on a hillside, and the garage was actually beside the house in such a way that it was really level with the second floor, rather than the first. All he had to do was get up into the crawlspace and he was able to move freely over the rooms upstairs.
Sam made his way over the beams, along the broad flat planks he'd laid down nearly six months ago when he'd noticed the blooming young tits and the swelling curves of his young daughter. His wife's lack of interest in fucking had forced him to turn elsewhere, and he found his attraction growing ever stronger for the little girl and her beautiful twat.
As he neared his goal, he moved more and more cautiously. He had to be careful not to slip off the crawl way. He didn't want a hand or foot suddenly crashing through his daughter's bedroom ceiling.
Sam stretched himself out along the boards, first pulling his hard aching dick out of his pants. He reached out and slowly and carefully lifted the cork pad that covered the peephole.
He shifted forward a little and grinned as he looked down at his daughter's bed, less than eight feet away from his eye.
The angle and width of the peephole let Sam see nearly the whole of Linda's bedroom. He had several others cut in the ceiling, too. There were two of them over the bathroom. Sam enjoyed watching little Linda take a shower, stroking the bar of soap all over those two little tits of hers, sudsing them in a shroud of bubbly lather, then rinsing it away with her arms lifted high over her head and her breasts shoved forward under the pounding stream of hot water.
The other hole in the bathroom ceiling allowed him to observe the teenager when she was on the toilet. Sam found it exciting to spy on a girl while she was pissing and toying with her new sensations by playing her fingertip over her clit, her legs spread wide apart, her hips on the very edge of the toilet seat.
Damn! His cock was throbbing against the soft rug he'd tacked over the planking.
He saw Linda standing near the bed, her blouse half-undone. She was staring at Alice and no wonder.
Alice's big tits made Sam long to fuck his cock between them, spurt his cum all over the soft flesh of the girl's bare boobs and coat her huge dark nipples with his thick spunk.
His cock twitched against the rug, and he grabbed it in his fist and gave it a couple of jerks. He could very comfortably lie here and watch the two kids down below, and at the same time jerk his cock all he wanted.
God! Those jugs on Alice wouldn't stop. Linda had a nice pair, herself. Sam watched the scene while both girls talked quietly, undressing as they started to get to know each other.
Sam suddenly felt certain that the two girls were interested in each other and not just as friends, either.
He'd never been able to figure out the animosity that had grown between the pairs of cousins over the years, but it had been so thick at times that it could have been cut with a buzzsaw.
This visit had started out exactly the same way. But there was something in the air down there, something that Sam could sense that was drawing the girls together, or maybe it was just a simple case of growing up.
Both girls were certainly much more developed than they had been the last time they'd seen each other.
Maybe they finally realized it was silly of them to keep feuding over nothing.
Sam shrugged to himself. Whatever it was, the attraction they were very quickly developing for each other was blatantly obvious.
He smiled. He wondered which of them it would be Alice, the sometimes haughty little bitch with her pretending that she didn't mind being dumped on all her relatives in rotation, or Linda with all her youthful eagerness and openness towards sex.
Which one of them would it be?
Who would make the suggestion first, that they make love?
Linda and Alice lay cuddled together under the blankets. They had been whispering together for almost half an hour, getting to know each other. I Alice had put on her nightie, a translucent blue gown of flowing silk-like material. The nightie covered her body but hid absolutely nothing of her charms. In fact, the way the soft silk clung to her body, flowing and billowing when she moved, accented her big tits and nipples in the sexiest manner possible. The dark triangle of pussy hair between her thighs was like a mysterious glen, nestled lovingly between gentle hills, inviting the most manly of explorers to enter.
Linda had slipped into her shortie nightgown. A pale yellow with a wide ribbon around the waist of darker yellow silk, it fit the girl perfectly, leaving her long slim legs completely bare. The neckline was cut low in front, exposing the narrow cleft between her high and full young tits.
Linda wore the shortie gown without the bright yellow panties that went with it, so that when she slipped into bed, Sam could see her bare asscheeks, curving from under the hemline as it lay gently over her skin.
Linda threw the blanket over her legs, covering herself to her knees, but left her bare ass sticking out from under her nightie. She rested on one elbow and faced Alice as they whispered and giggled.
Occasionally she reached behind her and scratched at her cool asscheeks, rubbing her index finger deep into the moist crack of her ass.
Sam's prick went harder with each tender scratch.
If both girls suddenly looked up at him and asked him which one of them he wanted to fuck the most, he wouldn't have been able to give them an answer.
They were both so damn fucking desirable!
Too bad they were so fucking young.
But then, Sam had never fucked a virgin before, and as he learned more and more about his own little girl watching her play with her body in the shower or the bed, he began to think that maybe it would really be possible. Maybe he could get away with it. And maybe, just maybe, Linda would want him to fuck her.
Sam had overheard a lot of telephone conversations lately that made him believe Linda was on the make.
She was looking for the right man to take her cherry.
And Sam found himself dreaming more and more about being the one to do it.
But he still held back, fearful of the consequences should his instincts be wrong. He didn't want to end up in jail, just for a few seconds of fucking his own kid. He wasn't that hard up.
Yet.
He gritted his teeth as he thought about his wife, lying there in bed night, after night, muttering to herself about her knitting or the television shows she'd see that day.
What had happened between them, Sam didn't really know. It had been a slow process, this decaying of their marriage. And it wasn't that his wife was stupid, either, she was quite smart, in her own way.
But something had happened, and Sam didn't like to think about the only really reasonable explanation.
But it had to be face it, sooner or later.
Maybe some day very soon he'd slip home from work and find out if his worst suspicions were true.
He pushed away the image of his wife, grunting and sweating and clawing and crying as she wrapped her long lovely legs up around his thighs, yanking his fat cock deeper into her sucking snatch.
Only it wasn't him.
It was his boss!
He shuddered at the thought, gave his cock a few jerks, then returned his full attention to the girls below.
"I think Ron likes you, Linda," Alice was saying.
Linda giggled quietly, chewing on her thumbnail at the same time.
"You think so."
"Yes. He was making some very obscene remarks about your tits yesterday, not to mention other parts of your body."
Linda blushed and giggled harder.
"Ooooo like what did he say?"
Alice made a face.
"I don't think I can repeat them. But let me tell you, he was making it very clear that he liked the way you looked."
"But he hasn't seen me… not since I started to grow."
"Yes he has. Your mother sent a picture of you end Ben to your grandmother. And if you'll recall, she's my grandmother, too. Anyway, Ron kept looking at you in that picture and eyeing you very closely. I think he even took it into the bathroom with him a couple of times while we were there… if you know what I mean."
Linda was thrilled to think that her picture excited a boy so much he would jack off while looking at it. She licked her lips as she pictured Ron sitting on the john, yanking on his cock with one hand, holding her picture with the other, talking dirty to her, telling her how big her tits wore and how much he wanted to shove his dick up her tight little pussy-hole.
"Golly!" Linda said, gnawing her thumbnail.
Alice smiled. She thought the idea of a boy doing anything like that was simply silly. Why use a picture, after all, when, he could have the real thing?
"You like Ron?" she asked casually.
"I guess he's OK," Linda said, her voice revealing that she really thought he was considerably more than just OK. "Are you interested in Ben, by any chance?"
Alice blushed, herself, grinning.
"You could say that."
Linda felt her heart leap.
"Wow! Wouldn't it be just terrific if we could get them to take us out on a date? We could double-date. Golly, that would be fantastic!"
Alice nodded slightly, her pretty head cocked to one side. It was at that exact moment that Sam, in the attic crawlspace, stuck his eye closer to the peephole.
Alice, aware that such things went on, aware that her brother spied on her quite often while she played with herself in bed, saw the glint of reflected light from Sam's eye, and she quickly looked away, her heart suddenly racing.
She turned toward Linda and made a face, then suddenly drew the blankets up high over both of them so they were hidden from view from above.
Alice quickly drew Linda close and whispered into her ear.
"Somebody is watching us. They're up in the attic or something, and there's a hole in your ceiling. Did you know that?"
Linda shook her head.
"No! Who could it be?"
"Ben and Ron?"
"No. They're in the next room. They've been making noise over there off and on all evening."
Alice's eyes went wide.
"Your father?"
Linda was shocked at the very idea.
"You're nuts!" she cried out, and she started to jerk the covers off her head and look for this hole in her ceiling.
But Alice stopped her.
"Wait! Let's at least check it out before we give it away that we know someone's up there."
Linda was hesitant, but she agreed to Alice's plan. They got out from under the covers and talked for a few minutes. Then Alice said she had to go to the bathroom, and Linda casually mentioned she'd go get them a doughnut or a cookie.
Alice knew from experience that where there was one peephole, there was usually another, and that the other one was usually in the bathroom. Further, she reasoned that whoever was up there had been spying on Linda for a while and would be interested in seeing a different pair of tits.
She was certain it was Linda's father.
She went into the bathroom and lifted her nightie, then sat down on the toilet. If Mr. Brooks was like most men, he would be crawling over here right now. She glanced up at the ceiling. Sure enough, there they were two tiny holes. She smiled and shook her head. How silly men were.
She let go a burst of hot piss, splashing it loudly into the toilet bowl. And while she sat there, she slipped the strap of her nightie off one shoulder and pushed the sleek material down off one big tit. She pretended to be examining her nipple, aware that her every move was being watched from above.
She had to give Linda enough time to find out where her father was.
Linda rushed down the stairs, hoping against hope that her father was sitting quietly in the living room. But he was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Daddy, Mom?" she asked, trying to calm her pounding heart.
"Hmmmm?"
Linda shook her head. She pushed through the door into the kitchen, but he wasn't there. She walked over to the door leading up the stairs to the garage and noticed that the light was on up there.
She smiled to herself, convinced that Alice was crazy and just pulling a trick on her. But then she thought about how someone could get into the attic, and she knew there was a way to do it from the garage.
She opened the door quietly and darted quickly up the stairs. There was a tiny window in the door, so she didn't have to open it to see into the garage. It was empty except for the ladder standing in the center of the floor, leading up to a trapdoor.
The trapdoor was closed, but Linda could see that light was leaking from a crack in the boards of the door.
Somebody was up there, all right.
Her own father!
She blushed and burned at the thought. She turned and quietly went back down the stairs, her shoulders slumped. How could he do such a thing to his own daughter?
But as she went back down to the kitchen and grabbed two cookies from the cupboard, she began to have other thoughts. She felt her nipples give a tingle at the image of her father spying on her while she lay in her bed, touching herself, stroking her budding young tits, massaging her aching, longing cunt.
She walked casually back through the living room and back up the stairs to her bedroom. Alice was still in the bathroom, keeping her father busy.
"I've got the cookies, Alice," she called, and she hopped back into her bed.
She munched one of the cookies thoughtfully, considering the problem from all sides. If her picture excited Ron, why shouldn't her body excite her father? And if Ron could jack off using her picture, then why shouldn't her own father jack off using her body?
The more she thought about it, the more she realized that it was a relatively harmless game and the more she became excited. She had an absolutely horrible time keeping her eyes away from the ceiling.
Alice flushed the toilet, then came back, to bed. She was grinning and snickering.
She took the cookie and stuffed it into her mouth, giggling hard.
Linda looked at her, then lowered her face, lifted her eyes and gave a slight nod, indicating that Alice was right. It was her father who was up there watching them.
Alice almost burst out laughing. She had formulated a wonderful plan while she sat on the toilet. If only Linda would cooperate with her, they could give Mr. Brooks the fucking time of his life.