My wife consented, even though it'd cost us an airline ticket to get Janie to our place. I protested, not because of the cost (we could handle that) but because I knew that my wife had to be out of town for a few days that week. Which left me as the primary caretaker. My wife was gently but firm in rebuking my protests, reminding me that we (meaning me) could get some "daddy practice" in case we had kids of our own. Besides, she reasoned, I'd planned on taking time off while she was gone anyway. I relented - it's hard to argue logic, at least about me being home anyway.

Saturday afternoon we picked Janie up from the airport. I hadn't seen the little girl for a few years and was surprised at how much she'd grown! She was at least four and a half feet tall. Her body still had some baby fat, most apparent in her chubby cheeks and round bottom. At eleven-years-old she had the common combination of self-assuredness and shyness. I found it instantly appealing. She still had striking green eyes and bright red hair. Freckles seemed to radiate from her nose across her. She was cute in an elfish sort of way.

She chatted non-stop during the ride back to our place. Once there she checked out the house, running from room to room remarking how large our house was. I felt guilty; our four bedroom home in the burbs was much larger than we needed and must have seemed a mansion compared to her mom's singlewide trailer. She had even shared a bedroom with her brother until just recently. I never thought that was too smart, since Mark was almost fourteen and I could recall my hormones at that age. But I never said anything for fear of coming off as a pervert.

We got her settled in the guest bedroom. She kept saying how much she liked having such a big room. I was worried that my wife was going to adopt the girl right then!

We spent the weekend getting reacquainted. We went to the zoo, an amusement park and the mall, where my wife practically bought her a new wardrobe. She got a lot of frilly girl-stuff; dresses, jumpers, lacy shorts. She also bought Janie some new underwear, since Janie had brought only two pair with her. No surprise there - my sister-in-law can be quite dense! My wife got Janie a cute sleeping gown too. It was pink and fell to her knees. Janie seemed speechless on the way home. My wife eventually found out that Janie thought she had to pay for all that stuff and was petrified because she'd only brought $10! Too funny. But sad maybe too.

On Monday I went to work and had a horrible day. Three system crashes, two management meetings and one hell of a headache later I was home. My wife was already packed and ready to head out first thing the next morning. We had a quiet evening and I spent most of the night in my study, working out some systems issues since I'd be out of the office for a couple of days.

By the time I awoke the next day my wife was already gone. She left me a nice note promising to call that night. I went downstairs, got the coffee going and then took a shower. By the time I got done Janie had awoken and was groggily heading downstairs.

"Hey sleepy head!" I called out to her.

She turned, smiled and said shyly, "Hi. Is Aunt Melanie gone already?"

I nodded and said, "Yep. Just me and you for two days." She nodded absently and I followed her downstairs. She was wearing the pink nightgown that my wife had brought and I found myself staring at her cute little ass globes. I reprimanded myself for such thoughts, but she did have a cute butt! At the bottom of the stairs she turned to the right, walking through the dark hallway into the brightly-lit family room. Her body was silhouetted from the back light-effect and I again admired her slightly chunky but definitely maturing body. Her slight hips caused a bulge on either side of the nightgown and as she walked I could see the shape of her little bottom.

We ate breakfast together, deciding what we'd do that day. Finally agreeing on a trip to a water park in Atlanta. It was a two-hour drive, but I knew she'd enjoy it. She went upstairs to shower and get ready. I stayed in the kitchen drinking my coffee. Then, for some reason I'll never understand I got the inexplicable desire to peep on Janie. I needed to see her naked little body. I'd not had feelings like that before, so they scared me a little. But the fear only enhanced my excitement......(cont)