But when Uncle Frank came downstairs, my spirits lifted considerably.But when Uncle Frank came downstairs, my spirits lifted considerably. And Darla - well, she really sparkled. He was only a year or two older than Daddy and he had such an outgoing sort of vitality and personality, it was easy to see which side of the family his daughter took after. It was love at first sight for Darla and me. His broad shoulders, slim hips, and muscular thighs, shown off by his lack of a shirt and his tight shorts, made him a prime prospect for what my pussy was craving. I could tell that my sister felt the same way by the way her eyes were riveted on the crotch of his shorts, with its promising-looking bulge. I recieved somewhat of a start when I saw his daughter's eyes shining and playing over the same area. Aunt Selma took in all this attention being paid to her husband and the corners of her lips lifted in a knowing smile. After all introductions and social niceties were done with, Darla and I rushed upstairs and showered and changed into the sexiest shorts we could find. "Jeeze!" Darla exclaimed. "Did you notice that darling bulge of his pecker?" "Of course I noticed it, " I answered. "But I'm not interested in how darling it is. I want to know if it's real or not. I hope we get the chance to find out real soon. " When we came back down, we four women began to prepare dinner and set the table in the dining room. It was in the midst of this task that my brother Davey came home, and I presented him to everyone. Much to my surprise, he seemed smitten by the young girl whose physical attributes seemed to leave so much to be desired. His eyes never left her pinched face. Her chores of setting the table and helping in the kitchen were undoubtedly forgotten as she sat with him in the corner of the room, their knees touching and her fingers brushing intimately high up on his thigh. When she went upstairs to wash up for dinner, he went with her. Later, when I got the chance, I questioned him about this. |