But she sat on the sofa and said good morning. Ben Saunders looked up and gazed at her. His gaze traveled up and down her luscious body, and he felt his prick begin to rise. But he kept a straight face and returned her greeting.
Then, as cool as a cucumber, be murmured, "How did things go last night while we were gone?"
Diane suppressed a giggle and replied, "Marvelous."
"Marvelous? That's a pretty strong word to use. What did you do? Watch TV?"
"No."
Ben shot a careful glance at the kitchen door and lowered his voice. "What then? Play with yourself?"
Diane did giggle then, tickled by his little game. She decided to end it. "Oh, Uncle Ben," she cooed, "you know darned well what I did last night. You devil you!"
Just then, Sarah poked her head into the room and greeted Diane warmly. Diane, responded appropriately, and the old woman left the house by the back door to hang out some wash. Diane's bright blue eyes returned to her uncle.
Ben was waiting on pins and needles. So it happened! The boys did their work! He had been wondering about that. When he first saw Diane come into the room, she looked awfully happy and refreshed for a girl who was supposed to have been brutally raped. He had begun to doubt that Hank, Lenny and Ralph did what they'd been paid to do.
Diane put his mind at rest with a big smile and a titter as she purred, "Lenny, Ralph and Hank told me to thank you for the work. Oh, by the way… here."
She got to her feet and moved to his chair. She dug her fingers inside one of the triangles of her little halter and brought out a small packet of money. She passed the bills to her wide-eyed uncle and laughed.
Ben stared at the money in his hand and looked dumbfounded. "I-I don't get it," he said.
"But they did!" Diane giggled.
Ben looked from the money to his niece. She looked so Goddamned sexy and too happy. He couldn't believe his own thoughts. "You mean they fucked you and returned the money?"
"Not exactly," Diane said, leaning down so he could view her jutting tits. "I couldn't let them take your money for something like that. After all, they got a lot for nothing. Besides, Aunt Sarah has been wanting a new dress. Now you can buy her one!"
"I'll be damned," Ben groaned, glancing at her rite, half-naked tits. "You liked it!"
"Not at first," Diane said. "Golly! They did such terrible things to me! I mean, I thought they were terrible. They tied me up and completely raped me! It was horrifying! I thought they were going to kill me! But that wasn't what they were after. You know that, you demon."
Her uncle's eyes came alive, and his fingers trembled against the money he was still holding. He still looked dumbfounded.
Diane giggled. "That has to be the most wonderful thing an uncle could do for a girl! Oh, Uncle Ben – I love you!" And she planted a nice moist kiss on his mouth. She used her tongue.
When her uncle's mouth didn't respond the way she expected it to, she broke the kiss and stood back. "What's the matter?" she asked. "Aren't you glad that I'm sexy now?"
"Are you?" he asked.
"Golly! Can't you tell? Look at me! I'm all turned on!"
"You are?" he asked calmly, narrowing his eyes on her.
"God, yes! I feel like a new girl! I wanna be naked! I wish I could just tear my clothes off and gobble up your cock! My nipples are standing up like crazy! See?"
She yanked the triangles of her small halter away from her tits and displayed them to her uncle's gaze. Her pink nipples were indeed standing up, as if they wanted to be sucked fiercely.
"Hmmm, interesting," Ben muttered.
Diane's mouth fell open, and she blinked several times. "Is that all you have to say? I don't understand you. I thought you'd be tickled pink! Maybe you don't know what I mean. Uncle Ben, they fucked me like mad. Look at me! I'm not cock teasing you! Not now! Or if I am, it's only to get your prick nice and big. I wanna give it all to you!"
"You do, huh?"
"Yes! My God, aren't you happy about it? My tits, my cunt, my asshole – anything! It's all yours! I want to make it up to you for all the cock teasing I did. Golly, you seem so dull!"
Ben looked at the money in his hand and said, "Your aunt hounded me again last night for that damned dress. I think I'll give this to her and let her drive into town for it."
He got to his feet, and without another glance at his niece's jutting naked tits, he walked into, the kitchen and out the back door.
Diane stared in disbelief as he left the house. Why didn't he just wait for Sarah to come back inside? Why didn't he use the time to play with her? He could be right here, feeling her up, playing with her tits and cunt, and she could be jerking his marvelous cock! Now she was dumbfounded.
She heaved a sigh and covered her ripe tits. Maybe he just wanted to save his aching cock for later when they'd be alone, she thought. Of course. That must be it. Surely he's aching to fuck me! she thought.
Ben returned with his wife, who was grinning from ear to ear and bubbling over with excitement. "Diane!" she exclaimed. "Look! Your Uncle Ben gave me this money so I could buy myself a new dress! Isn't he a wonder?"
Diane's blue eyes sparkled, and she readily agreed that he was a wonder. She smiled a secret smile at him as her aunt bubbled on about going to town.
"You can come with me if you like," she said.
Diane graciously declined and thanked her for asking. "Me and Uncle Ben will be fine while you're gone," she murmured innocently.
She couldn't wait! Her blood was running hot in her veins. She could think of little else but fucking. She kept thinking about last night, especially those fantastic triple-fucks! She wanted to fuck.
By the time her aunt left for town, Diane was a bundle of nerves. She stood at the door waving to her aunt as innocently as a virgin, yet her nipples tingled and her clit buzzed and her fuck-holes burned with lust. She practically slammed the door when her aunt was gone. She whirled, breathless and anxious.
"Uncle Ben!" she gasped, tearing at her halter. "Oh, God, I wanna be naked with you! Show me your cock!"
Her tits burst into view, rising and falling rapidly with her labored breathing. Ben rose to his feet slowly and gazed at her.
"Calm down, kitten," he said, moving up to her. He covered her tits with the triangles of her halter. Diane peered down at what he was doing.
"Uncle Ben," she sighed hotly. "What are you doing? Don't you wanna squeeze them? Golly, my nipples are so stiff! I feel so horny! My cunt's on fire."
"Come on," her uncle said, taking her by the hand. "Let's go out to the barn."
"Th-the barn?" Diane stammered in wonder, tagging along with him. "But-but why? Uncle Ben, you're sure acting funny today. I thought you wanted me hot and horny! Why don't you rape me?"
"All in good time, kitten, all in good time," he said, guiding her across the yard and into the big barn. He looked around. "Where did they tie you up?" he asked.
"Right here," Diane said, pointing to the big past she'd been tied to.
"What did they tie you with?"
"That leather strap," she replied.
Ben pulled her to the post and placed her back against it. He raised her hands high above her head and wrapped the strap around her wrists and tied them to the post.
"Like that?" he asked, stepping back and gazing at her stretched body.
"Yes," Diane replied uncertainly, frowning deeply. "Uncle Ben… what are you up to?"
He grinned at her and said, "Now we can begin."
"Begin? Begin what? Uncle Ben. Please, stop acting so funny. I don't want my hands tied. I wanna hold your prick. Don't you understand? I wanna play with your big balls and give you real nice feelings. I wanna make up for all the cock teasing I did."
"Oh, you're going to make up for it," Ben said evenly.
A shudder ran through Diane's body. She looked up at her tightly tied wrists. She looked back at her uncle. His eyes looked wild – the way she wanted them to look. And his hard-on was highly visible in his pants – also just what she wanted. But something wasn't right.