His eyes widened as what passed by his face was not her ass, but instead her crotch. He could just barely make out the curve of her pussy lips. His co...k throbbed against his pants, fully hard now. ‘You want anything?’ she asked casually, as if nothing had happened. How the fuck did I go 4 years without hooking up with her?he thought. Fuck…how am I going to go the next 4 hours?! ‘Umm, I’ll have some water, too,’ he stammered. Just then, the wave of perfume hit him and his eyes closed. It was. Our last bath time must have been 8 or 9 years ago. "My, you've grown." And I was growing even more with this attention.Breakfast was finished and forgotten. Mom squeezed, then said "I don't want to mess these pants up any more. Go upstairs and take a shower, then meet me in my bedroom. And hurry up. Your sister's going to be back in about an hour and a half."She got up and started to clean off the table. I went up to the shower, wondering what was going on.It felt good to get in the shower. I. I wiped my eyes as cousin Danny approached. Cousin Danny was the stereotypical handsome man. Tall, burly, dark eyes, dark hair, bronzed skin... I'd often swooned over him. He never teased me for being chubby or nerdy when I was a kid. Cousin Danny had often saved me from the bullies in the family. As he walked over, my cheeks grew warm. Without saying a word, cousin Danny pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight. "I know you're sad Fe but it's going to be ok." Danny's tree trunk arms held me. I uncrossed my legs, he looked beneath my table, I let them part sufficiently, revealing my stockings and the warm flesh above their tops, my heart was pounding, I needed the sex and ached to feel him go into me, so I turned and whispered into my husbands ear, 'I will be back shortly, need to powder my nose', and letting my legs open to show my nakedness, I looked fiercely into my voyeurs eyes and rose, still clutching my napkin and walked to the exit. I walked down the long corridor, weaving.