Uncle was lying naked with his hands behind his head. His big cock lay limp but it was still huge. I stood next to him and ran my finger slowly over h...s smooth chest. He smiled and just watched me as I teased him. I turned slowly and bent over, touching my toes. My tiny skirt ran up and I could feel the cool air of a nearby fan on my ass. I turned and smiled. By now I could see his dick starting to swell. Uncle I said with pouty lips, I need help with my homework. You do? he said grinning. Lets. Jean didn't want to know about oral sex and would never suggest or start any intimate touching.After the viewing Jean told me to put the films away and make sure nobody finds them. Over the next week I transferred the slides onto our PC without telling Jean what I was doing. The slides were as good as the films with pictures of my-mother-law being fucked and licked and my father-in-laws' cock in her mouth and between the cheeks of her arse. I looked at the slides several times and realised that. . I'll tell you." Remind me not to play poker with you," said Kris."Actually, I kind of hope that someday we do play poker," said Mitch."Why?" Because that would mean you were my friend, instead of a disturbing mystery."There had been a few more moments of uneasy silence, until Kris finally said, "OK, what do you want to know?" You were in an accident," said Mitch. "A car crash, probably. What do you remember about that?"He had hit on the one thing that Kris had some relatively distinct. As I got closer and closer to Billy, they became mainly just about him and the things we did together. They evolved into my sex diaries, and they became my erotic accounts of Billy and I. After William and I married we began to enjoy reading erotic stories to each other.It was just a kink. One night I read him a story that I actually wrote from my diary. About half way through, he realized it was he and I in the story. He was intrigued and wanted to know how I had such detail. I confessed, I.