"Make it good," she said again, her usual grin on her face.I took a deep breath, nibbling on my lip but, eventually, I started tosway my hips a bit, a... it trying to get into the mood. But I didn't reallyneed any more help getting into the mood. Her previous "command" was doingthat for me. Slowly, the throb of the music came back. It almost felt likeit was pulsing in time with my pussy, and I could feel my body moving withthe same rhythm. I pressed my crotch into her stomach, a deep red glow. "Are you done, Uncle Cole? I need to use the bathroom."Hunter wrapped a towel around his waist and swept up his dirty clothes."All yours," he said, opening the door with a grand sweep."About time," Jessica grumped, as she brushed past him in her soccer uniform.Hunter had stomached quite enough of family life for awhile. While he wanted to be a good uncle and cheer for his niece, he had no desire to sit through an under-9 league girls' soccer game. He needed time to think, to assess, to figure. I asked her if she had time to sit with us just for a moment. She smiled at us and said she shouldn’t, but since it was so slow, she’d take just a few minutes. She sat on the opposite side of the booth, and seemed relieved to be off her feet.As soon as she sat down, I picked up Jeremy’s phone, hit the “play” button and put it in front of her. I had no idea how she might react; maybe call the police and have us arrested, I didn’t know. Her eyes opened wide looking at it. The volume was still up. There is no hurry. Think about it for a day or so, and I think you will decide to try it. My cock is a bit bigger than Mikes and I think you would really enjoy a fuck with me. Give me a call when you decide.”He was so casual. He didn’t try and blackmail me or anything, There was no pressure. It was virtually a take it or leave it offer.The way he had asked fascinated me. I believe he honestly thought that I would enjoy it with him and funnily enough, I was beginning to think so myself. Now I.