As he turned off the car motor he looked down at Casey.

"Sweetie...are y..y.you ready for this?" he asked. He could feel the sweat breaking out on his forehead. Casey's small hand gave his pants covered member a good squeeze.

"Yes, Uncle Jack. I want to feel this in me." she said. She giggled when she felt his hard cock jump a bit as she squeezed it again. Silently Jack tucked his car keys in his pants.

"Well, then let's go in." he said barely above a whisper. His niece quickly got out of the car and headed to the front door. As Jack walked up behind her his eyes unconsciously scanned her body. He noticed the slight flaring of her hips, and suddenly had the urge to put his hands on her small ass cheeks and ive them a squeeze. But Jack held back, afraid that someone might spot him doing that. He fought the urge as Casey leaned forward and rang the doorbell.

Sam Stevens opened the door, dressed in only a bathrobe. He smiled at Jack.

"Glad you could make it." he said, opening the door wide and stepping aside. Casey practically ran into the house. Jack slowly followed, still unsure if he should even be here at all. But when he walked in, he spotted Sam's young daughter Shawna, wearing the sane identical bathrobe that her father wore. She was with Casey, taking her hand and pulling her up the stairs.

"Daddy," Shawna said. "I'm taking Casey up to my room."

"Ok, honey. Why don't you get Casey ready while I chat with her Uncle."

Jack watched as the two girls ran up the stairs giggling.

"Come on, Jack. You look like you could use a stiff drink." said Sam. Jack followed Sam into the livingroom. As Jack sat down on one of the sofas, he wondered if he could really go through with what his hardened cock was begging for.

"Beer or scotch?" Sam asked.

"Scotch, please."

A moment later, Jack had a tall glass of scotch. He nervously took a deep gulp of the hard liquor and swallowed. He looked up at Sam.

"I know you're scared shitless." Sam said. "Scared that someone might find out, huh?"

Jack nodded his head. He took another gulp of scotch.

"When...when did you start...uh.."

"When did I started fucking Shawna?"........(cont)