“Uncle Jeff… we… uh… we weren’t doing anything,” she stammered.
“IT DIDN’T LOOK THAT WAY TO ME, YOUNG LADY!” I said sternly. I paused and remained totally silent to let the severity of the situation sink into their heads. Sharon looked ready to burst into tears. “Now, both of you,” I lowered my voice and spoke to them firmly and slowly so as not to send Sharon over the edge right here, “put on your hotel robes and then come to my room, right now! We need to talk about this.” I turned on my heel and strode back into my room and closed the connecting door.
I could feel my cock hanging heavy and about half hard beneath my own robe as I turned the light back on beside the big king-size bed. Emma had played her part beautifully so far and it was time to put the next part of our plan into effect. Based on the panicky fearful look on Sharon’s face, I hoped she was going to be like putty in our hands. She was scared shitless right now, but I figured soon enough we’d have her calmed down and ready to play. If she wanted two more orgasms tonight before she’d let Emma suck on her tits, well, I was ready to give them to her, only this time, it would be with over 9″ of hard thick cock stuffed way up inside her instead of Emma’s magical tongue. As I thought about stretching open that tight virginal cunt of hers and burying the full hard length all the way up inside her, I heard the soft sound of their tentative knock on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
“Come in,” I said aloud as I adjusted my heavy cock beneath the robe. It was time…
The door opened quietly and the two girls walked slowly into the room, Emma leading the way. They both had on the plush hotel robes as I’d instructed them to. I could see that Emma had quickly washed the remnants of Sharon’s discharge off her face before coming to my room. As Sharon followed close behind Emma, she was visibly trembling with anxiety and her eyes were definitely welling up with tears. My 18-year old niece and her 19-year old best friend took just a couple of steps into the room and stood still, waiting for me to say something. Sharon had her arm through Emma’s, a need for support and comfort more than anything else.
“Okay, you two, have a seat over there,” I said as I motioned towards the bed. They moved over and sat on the side of the bed facing me. As they sat down, the lower part of Sharon’s robe fell open a bit and before she quickly gathered it around her, I could see that she had put on the matching white panties to her bra. They both sat facing me with nervous looks on their faces; Sharon was even wringing her hands together. Before I said a further word, I started pacing back and forth before them like an expectant father. As they watched me pace back and forth without saying anything, I could tell that their anxiety over what I was going to do was growing by the minute. Of course for Emma, it was all part of her well-acted part. Finally, I stopped and faced them.
“So, can you explain yourselves?” I asked them.
“We… uh… we weren’t really doing anything, Uncle Jeff,” Emma said in a pleading voice.
“It certainly didn’t look that way to me,” I said firmly.
“We were just… you know… we were just having a bit of fun. Right Sharon?” Emma said as she looked at her nervous friend for support.
“Yeah, just a bit of fun, Sir,” Sharon stammered. She was so worried that the playful “Uncle Jeff” had gone by the wayside and she had unconsciously switched to the respectful “Sir”.
“It looked like more than just a little innocent fun to me. From seeing the two of you together, I’d say you’ve done that before. Am I right?”
“Yes, Uncle Jeff,” Emma said demurely and they both let their heads hang down in shame a little bit.
“How long has this been going on then?”
“Just for the last week or so.”
“Just the last week. Well, that’s good to know.” I paced back and forth a few more times before stopping and facing them again. “What do you think your parents would say if they knew about this?”
“Oh please, Uncle Jeff,” Emma said imploringly, “please don’t tell them.”
“Please, Sir,” Sharon chimed in. “My parents would kill me if they knew. Please don’t say anything to them.” I paced again for a minute before speaking once more.
“You two have put me in a very difficult position. Your parents trusted me to take care of you and look out for you. And now this! How am I supposed to explain that to them?”
“You don’t need to say anything, Uncle Jeff. You are taking care of us. Nobody got hurt or anything. It’s just… it’s just something that makes us both feel good.”
“Yeah, nobody got hurt, Sir,” Sharon nodded eagerly in agreement to what Emma had just said.
“So you both enjoy that?” I said as I looked from one to the other.
“Yes, very much,” Emma said as she turned and looked at Sharon.
“Sharon, you too?” I asked as I faced her directly.
“Yes, Sir. I like it too.”
“Please, Uncle Jeff, I promise we’ll be good for the rest of the trip. Just don’t say anything to our parents. We’ll do anything you want us to, right Sharon?”
“Yeah, we’ll do whatever you tell us to do. Please promise me you won’t say anything to my parents?” She was almost pleading with me now. Good, this was going just the way I hoped it would.
“I don’t know what I should do,” I said as I started pacing back and forth again. I let them suffer for another minute or two before stopping and facing them once again.
“So, are you two… are you lesbians?”
“NO!” Emma blurted out.
“No,” Sharon added emphatically.
“Well, that’s the way it looked to me. Do either one of you have a boyfriend?”
“No, we don’t.”
“Have either one of you ever been with a boy?”
“No, Uncle Jeff,” Emma said slowly and then hung her head again.
“Sharon?” I asked her.
“I… I guess not. A boy from school tried to kiss me once at a party but he was so clumsy and awkward that I pushed him away and just went home.”
“Maybe you are lesbians and just don’t know it. If you haven’t been with a boy, it’s pretty hard for you to say,” I told them as I stood before them. I crossed my arms over my chest to give my opinion an added air of authority.
“But, Uncle Jeff, how would we know for sure?” Emma asked innocently.
“Well, you’d probably have to be with a boy to see how that made you feel.”
“All the boys we know are stupid. Don’t you think so, Sharon?”
“Yeah, I can’t think of any of the boys I know that I’d want to be with.”
“What about you, Emma? There must be somebody you know that you care about and trust,” I asked her in a soothing caring voice.
“No, they all just act like idiots to try and impress you. I can tell they only care about themselves.” She sat there for a second with a puzzled look on her face before she broke into a big grin. It was like a light bulb went on in her head. “I know,” she said cheerfully, “what about you, Uncle Jeff?”
“What?” I asked as I threw up my hands questioningly.
“You. You care about us. We trust you. You wouldn’t hurt us. What do you think Sharon?”
“Yes! You’re always nice to us, Uncle Jeff,” Sharon responded with a more hopeful look on her face. And there was the “Uncle Jeff” again instead of the “Sir”. Obviously she was starting to relax and feel more comfortable.
“No, Emma. I couldn’t do that.” I said as I shook my head from side to side.
“Why not? Don’t you care about us, Uncle Jeff?” Emma asked as she gave me those doe-like eyes again.
“Of course I care about both of you. It just wouldn’t be right, I’m your uncle.”
“But Uncle Jeff, I don’t care about that. It actually makes it better because I know you love me and care about me. I can’t think of anybody I’d rather find out with than you,” Emma said sincerely. Her acting was great. She was almost misty-eyed as she looked at me imploringly.
“Oh, Emma. Thank you for saying that. I kind of understand what you mean but I just don’t know,” I said with a tone to my voice that made it seem like I was considering it.
“What do you think, Sharon? Don’t you think Uncle Jeff should help us with this?” Here it was, the moment of truth. If she was gonna back out, now would be the time for her to say something.
“I… uh…” I looked at her as she fumbled for words and you could see both the uncertainty of the whole situation and a deep curiosity fighting for control in her mind.
“It’s okay, Sharon,” I said as I reached out and touched her shoulder gently, “you can tell us what you really think. Don’t be afraid.”
“I’ve wanted to see what it would be like to be with a boy, but like Emma said, all the boys we know are jerks.” She paused and once again you could see her struggling with the different feelings inside her. “I… I think she’s right. Someone older who we trust and who cares about us would be so much better.” She looked up at me and I could see the gentle tenderness in her eyes. “If you could help us find out what it’s like… I… I’d like that too.” There it was. Her curiosity had won out. This was absolutely what I had been hoping for. Emma had played her part perfectly to get us to this point and now that Sharon had agreed, we just had to proceed at a pace that wouldn’t scare her off. I paced back and forth a couple more times with a concerned look on my face while they sat quietly and looked at me struggling with my own thoughts.
“Please, Uncle Jeff,” Emma finally said. “Do it for us, please. We’ll do whatever you want us to do, right, Sharon?”
“Yes, whatever you tell us to do, we’ll try to help.” Excellent! Now she was coming around.
“Well, I probably shouldn’t, but if it will help you two find out for certain if you’re lesbians or not, I… I guess I’ll do it.” I made it sound like it was going to be the biggest hardship in the world while actually, it was all I could do to keep my surging cock from springing out from beneath the folds of my robe.
“Oh goody,” Emma said with big smile. I looked over and Sharon had the same broad smile on her face as well. “What should we do to start?”
“Well, why don’t you two just let me sit between you,” I said as I stepped towards them. They moved a little bit to each side and I sat down between them with Emma on my right and Sharon on my left. “Now, I think we should probably start by seeing how you feel about kissing. Um… when you’re together with each other like I saw you earlier, do you ever kiss each other?”
“Yes, we do,” said Emma and Sharon nodded in agreement.
“Okay, well, at least you’ve had a little practice. Who’d like to go first?” I said as I looked from one to the other.