A few weeks had passed since Stephen's encounter with his niece and her best friend. He had spoken to his sister a few times since and nothing had been said, so he was confident nothing untoward had been discussed. His niece was a sensible girl and she knew she would be in almost as hot water as him if anything was to come out. In spite of Stephen's healthy relationship with his girlfriend, he secretly desired a return visit from the two girls as they had suggested on their first visit. However, he knew they must be busy with revising for their A level mock exams and probably had a million other things that 18 year old think about so decided to not dwell on it too much.
The New Year began crisply, with a shallow blanket of snow. The cold nights and short day light hours were not exactly Stephen's favourite time of year and he could do with a lift. It just seemed to be work and sleep, although he did manage to see his girlfriend twice a week, which was good and they had a good relationship. Just as he began to get into the swing of mid January his phone rang one evening. Stephen was surprised to hear Vicky on the other end. He virtually never had a phone call from her, in fact he couldn't remember the last time she had.
'Hello Vicky, this is a nice surprise, everything OK, I hope?'
'Yeah sure.'
'How's your Mum?'
'Fine.'
'Good. Erm...Vicky.'
'It's OK uncle Stephen, I'm not going to reveal our secret. I was just ringing to see if we can come round again, me and Manda.'
'Ooh Vicky! How? There's no reason, your Mum would ask and there might be suspicions. It was nice last time, but maybe we should leave it.'
'Oh. Don't you want to see me again. You know in that way?'
'Of course, I'm just thinking straight. It's risky.'
'It's OK, I've thought of a way.'
'Oh?'
'Yeah. Me and Amanda are both doing spreadsheets and graphs at school for our IT course. That's the excuse.'
Hmmm..tell me more.'
'Well, you're an expert in Excel, so we could say we needed some one to one help. Mum would bring us round and no one would know.'
'Hmm, you're a smart girl Vicky!'
'I know, leave it with me then, I'll speak to Mum and she'll let you know.'
'OK, I love you Vicky!'
'Aww, I love you too. This is going to be really good!'
'OK babe.'
'OK bye then.'
Stephen put the phone down and reflected on the phone call. Maybe it would be a bright New Year after all. A week elapsed and nothing happened. Stephen began to think that Vicky had thought better of it and then one afternoon he received a call to his mobile from his sister Jo.
'Hi Stephen, it's cold isn't it.'
'Yes, brass monkey weather definitely. What's up?'
'No, everything is OK. Vicky wonders if you could help her out?'
Jo went on to explain the arrangements along the lines of his conversation with his niece seven days earlier and it was decided she would drop the girls off at Stephen's the following afternoon, straight from school. Stephen struggled to get to sleep that night. He was filled with anticipation with the visit and pleasured himself, which helped him drift off and also to release some of the tension he was experiencing. The first time he had been kebbabed by the two girls and he was swept along by the whole thing. Now though, he was fired up.
Stephen started work early, in order to be home in time for the girls. He thought of nothing else all day.
He just hoped he wouldn't cum too quickly. He still felt pangs of guilt. Vicky was his niece and he wasn't sure what he would have done with her alone, but Amanda had in her way, legitimised the affair. The girls were dropped off around a quarter to four and Jo didn't hang around as she was late for the hairdresser and just dropped Amanda and Vicky at the gate. Stephen opened the door when his bell rang and his jaw dropped when he saw them. He had never seen Vicky in her school uniform before.
'Hello Stephen, close your mouth or you'll dribble.' Said Vicky confidently. The girls were both in navy blazers and pullovers, with short, pleated skirts and tights.
