The day before my 34th birthday Paula was killed in a car accident. It was a devastating blow to all of us and for about a year we found just making it through each day difficult. No one seemed to know what to do. Meals were rarely served on time, the laundry piled up until someone finally threw some of it into the washing machine, my business suffered and only the need to keep seven people clothed, fed and housed kept me going. By the end of the first year though, things had begun to change and the pieces started falling into place.

Steven was almost 12 and began noticing when things needed to be done. Things such as the washing or the dishes. And he would do them without being asked. He made his own bed, kept his room clean, helped pick up things around the house, helped with the yard work, and got himself a paper route. It didn't pay much, but it kept him from having to ask me for money and bought the occasional birthday present for his sisters.

Susan was ten and had turned into a little mother to the other girls. She told them when to go to bed, when to wash clothes, when to take baths, when to eat and she had, in fact, become a bit bossy, but the others didn't seem to mind. She's a cute blue-eyed blonde and had just begun to bloom physically. Her hips were starting to show a slight curve at the sides and her buttocks, always rather slim, had filled out into nicely rounded globes. Small, but noticeable, mounds had begun to grow on her chest.

Stephanie was the prettiest of them all, but I never told her or anyone else that. She was 8 years old and had the most angelic face imaginable. I used to tease Paula that she must have fooled around at one time because Steffi didn't look like me at all. She had deep, brown eyes and soft brown hair that framed her pretty face and hung to between her shoulder blades. She wasn't much help around the house, but she was an inspiration to look at.

The twins, Samantha and Sandra were almost 7 and, like Susie, had blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. Needless to say, their physiques were those of little girls; board straight, slender legs with no hips, but cute little butts and no tits at all. They could be a real pain at times because they would conspire aginst the others and spent a lot of their time whispering to each other and giggling. Under Susie's tutelage though, they had become quite efficient house helpers.

Sadie, besides being the youngest at only 5, was also the most doted on. Everyone loved Sadie and couldn't do enough for her. She was pretty, not beautiful, and, you guessed it, blue-eyed and blonde. Her disposition was more even than any of us. No matter the amount of confusion prevailing in our house, Sadie provided a steadiness and stability that we came to rely upon. She could always make us laugh by making some innocent remark that would put things back in perspective.

There we are, six kids, helpful ones to be sure, and me, all trying to make it in a world that had, for us, been shattered and we were now trying to rebuild. It had been a tough year for all of us, but especially for me. The kids didn't need sex. I did. I had taken to jacking off in the shower and it helped relieve the tension, but it was never quite enough. Dating did not interest me, who had the time, and in my work I didn't meet very many eligible women anyway. Something was about to happen, however, that would make me forget about women forever, but not about sex. In my wildest imaginings I would never have come up with this. It all began late one night, after an otherwise normal day.

Shortly after I had gone to bed one evening, little Stephanie came into my room. She was nearly in tears telling me that she had been awakened by a bad dream and asked me if she could please sleep with me. The poor thing was shaking so I lifted the covers and let her climb in. As she did her nightgown rode up and bunched around her waist and I saw that she was not wearing any panties, a common occurrence around our house. I was lying on my side facing her and with her back to me she nestled her little body into the curve of mine, pushing her little butt into my crotch. I had been playing with myself before she had come in and was still semi-hard and when her ass jostled my prick it flopped out of my boxer shorts and landed smack in the crack of her ass......(cont)