"How can you do that?"
She shook her head. "I have his will and I inherit all of what he had. But I don't know what a court will do about Joyce. I mean, shw was marred to him. They might say I have to live with her until I'm old enough."
"Maybe I can help you do something about that. I mean, I am your uncle. That might make them appoint me as your gu arrdian. And we might be able to do something about your stepmother and her brother, too."
How?" Lyn squealed. "Oh, it'd be so great if we could!"
"She won't move out of the house after she finds out your father is dead?"
"No way," she said. "Why should she? She doesn't knoew where I am, she has no way of knowing that I know he's dead. She'll think that she owns the house now. We'd have to get a court order to get her out of the house after we got the will in court to prove that I ownit."
"Maybe we can do better than that," Frank suggested. "Do you think her brother will be there?"
"He hung around all the time," Lyn admitted. "He's probably fucking her now. And I'll bet as soon as they find out my father is dead, he moves tight in with her, starts sleeping in his bed."
"not finished," Lyn replied.
"but there is space above the bedroom?" he asked. "Space that we could get into and move around?"
"Yes," she admitted. "Why?"
"Well…" he explained. By the time he ws finished, Lyn was clappin her hands, unconcerned that her enthusiastic gestures had loosened the towel to the point that it fell to her feet as she stood up.
"Oh, I hope it works!" she squealed, throwing her arms around him.
"I'll need a couple of days before we can leave," he explained.
"That'll give then time to feel safe. They'll think I'm not going to come back, and people won't be coming by to offer condolences."
"Okay, Friday we'll leave here.:"
"Good," Lyn replied. "Knowing Joyce, she won't let being a new widow stop her from going out on Saturday night. We can get into the attic thatne and be set up."
"If they don't leave the light on, we might have to wait for a while," Frank reminded her.
"I'll be we don't have to wait long. If they don't leave the light on Saturday night, I'll bet they fuck on Sunday morning."
Frank gave her a funny llok.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"How do you feel about fucking?" he asked.
"I… I don't knoew," she confessed. "When he was raping me, I was sure I'd never want a man to touch me again. Now that I'm safe and I know he can't hurt me any more, I don't knoew."
"Do you…"
"…want to find out?" she finished for him.
"I… I guess I ought to. To be fair to you."
"No, to be fair to yourself," he answered.
She smiled at him in thanks. "Is it too early to go to bed?" she asked.
"Not at all," he answered, scooping her up in his arms and carrying her to the other room.
Lyn wanted to be able to enjoy it. In the week she had been with Frank, she had learned to love the feel of his cock probing deep into her cunt. He had taught her to enjoy fuckingm no matter what position she was in. Indeed, she had even enjoyed it when he had doubled her legs over her and fucked her that way. It had been nothing like it had been when Willie had fucked her that way.
Still, although she wanted to enjoy sex with Frank, Lyn went taut when his hands first touched her body. He sensed the fear in her and kept his hands still, holding her against him. Gradually, she relaxed and let him kiss her. But when he moved his had, she wen stiff again.
He pulled away from her and satup, then smiled. "I have an idea," he told the anxious fifteen-year-old, who was fighting back tears of disappointment. "Be right back."
When he returned, he had undressed and he was carrying something. Lyn looked at the device and then smiled. It was an electric massager, the type that fitted to the had.
"Got this four, no, five years ago, when I had a badly pulled muscle," Frank said as he pluged the massager in and sat on the edge of the bed."Guarantee it'll take all the stiffness out of you."
The massager purred reassuringly as Frank picked up one of her feet and applied the vibrating belt to the sole. As she grew used to the feel of the machin, Lyn lay back and waited to see if her uncle was right, if the massager would take all the stifffness out of her.
After he had done her feet and calves, Frank moved the massager to her thigh. The steady vibration of the belf started making Lyn's nerves tingle and the tingles spread up ward. Slowly, an itch begaan to develop in her cunt.
She closed her eyes, luxuriation in the knowledge that Frank cared enough about her to go to this much effort. It was great sensation, having her nerves danced upon as the machine was doing.
Frank moved form her thigh to ehr belly and aross it. When the vibrationg belt passed over her cunt-mound, Lyn gasped and a tremor coursed through her body. Frank smiled at the ggirl and moved his hand highr, skirting one of her full tits with the machine and strting it to work on her with the machine and strting it to work on her shoulder. Gradually, however, he brought his had lower, until the vibrating belt was on her generous tit.
Lyn gasped. God, it felt so good! she thought. The itch in her cunt grew stronger. Lyn's nipple responded to the gentle stimulation by swelling and growing erect. Frank touched the vibrator to the nipple alone and Lyn shuddered harder.
"Ooooohhhh! Ohhhh!" she sighed.
He moved the massager across to the other tit and her nipple snapped to instant attention. Lyn was aware that shw was beginning to get wet in her cunt and that the itch was increasing in intensity with every passing second.
"Turn over," Frank whispered.
Dreamily, Lyn obeyed. The massager felt wonderful on her back and shoulders and Lynrubbed her tingling tits against the wool of the spread as Frank's hand moved down her body.
She touught she would flinch when he slid the machine onto her ass, but she didn't. She had already relaxed and gotten into the feeling produced by the machine to the point that she welcomed its attention to her ass.
Slowly, warmth spread through all of her midsection. Lyn could feel the blood congesting in her cunt, could imagine the lips of her pussy swelling. The was the maching was playing against her ass had her grinding her hips into the mattress and her breathing was ragged.
"Oooohhh!" lLyn moaned.
Suddenly, she could stand no more. She whirled onto her back and sat up, throwing her arems around her uncle. Dragging him down to lie half atop her, the girl kissed him wantonly as she spread her thights, expecting him to roll between them.
Frank ignored the ivitation and pressed the gir;'s ass snapped into the air and a hard tremore almost convulsed her as she started cumming.
"Ooohhhh! Oohhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!" she gasped against her uncle's mouth as he kept the moving belt against her swollenclit.
She had never cum so hard or so fast. To her delight, shw continued to cum, her hips heaving up each time shwo did so. But the itch deep in her cunt was still there and it was still growing.
Lyn pushed herself over against Frank and forrced him to this back. With ehr mouth still glued to ehr uncle's, the teenager wiggled over him, her ass high in to arir to allow him to continue working the massager against her dripping pussy.
Pushing herself up to her elfows, shw scooted forward and dangled a tit over his mouth. "Suck it, Uncles Frank!" the horny fgirl cried.
A grin crossed his face as he used his other had to guide the nipple of the tit to his mouth. His lips closed around the hard bud, and she sighed as his tongue probed at it.
Reaching back, Lyn moved his hand from her cunt to her ass. He kept the massager going as she caught his stiff cock and rubbed the head up and sown the slick furrow of her snatch. Each time shwo hit her swollen clitories with the head, she shuddered in delight.