Upheaval: Ch. 02

Chapter 2

The rest of the week was fairly uneventful in terms of what you, dear reader, would be interested in. Before we knew it, Kelly and the boys were heading home, Skylar was heading back to college, and I was heading back to work.

A couple of weeks later, Kelly called to thank me for the week at the lake house and to invite me over for dinner. I couldn't make it since I'd be travelling for work but she simply slid it a couple of weeks later.

We didn't really talk about Jim much. I missed him, and I know Kelly did, but life is about the here and now and that's what we talked about the here, the now, and the future.

A subject we hadn't talked about in a while came up without much warning.

"Drew, considering the reason you and Amy aren't together any more I figured you'd be dating like crazy."

"I guess I got used to doing without, I'm not in a rush to get back into it." That was kind of a lie. After the episode with Skylar at the lake, I was pretty desperate. Then the oddest thing happened. While sitting at the kitchen table with Kelly I got a text from Skylar. She never texts me. Just after the week at the lake she texted, "thanks, I had fun, and I know you did too." But that was it.

Now while talking to her mother about my dating life or lack of dating life I get this text, "you won the bet what's next?" The text was accompanied by a picture of her in a bikini, well, half a bikini, she was topless, in the bedroom at my lake house.

I guess Kelly saw my face and she asked, "Is everything ok?"

"Oh yeah, work stuff. I can never get away long enough."

I wouldn't dare ask Kelly about dating. First it was out of respect for Jim, for the time that needed to pass before the grieving process was over. Now with my crazy fantasy playing in my head, it was because I didn't want to know if or when she started dating again. It was much more fun to imagine her with Skylar.

As usual we had a great evening and as I was leaving, I turned back and said, "oh, by the way, did Skylar know I was going to be here tonight?" I hoped it wouldn't be suspicious that I was asking about her, being that she's a four-hour drive away at school.

"I'm sure I mentioned it, why?"

"No reason I just wondered." Not really an answer but Kelly didn't seem to mind and closed the door behind me.

As I drove away, another text from Skylar. "Did you and mom have a good night?" She included a winking emoji, did she think something was going on?

Now my mind was doing flips, how did she get the timing right just as I left? Why did she text me that suggestive image when she knew I was with her mother, and strangest of all, what did she mean by did we have a good night?

None of this was really that odd but all of it together just felt weird. Or maybe my weird fantasies were skewing my thinking. Maybe I was looking for connections that didn't exist.

As time continued, nothing moved fast. Skylar finished the semester, Mike and Cameron started their summer break and we all planned another week at the lake house for early July.

Before that, there was June. I had no idea of the significance of June but the event in June set the stage for the week in July. To me that day in June was just a regular visit with Kelly, nothing more, nothing less. I figured Mike, Cameron, or both would be there but they were each with friends. Skylar was there when I arrived and we talked with Kelly for a while but Sky left after a bit.

There was a closeness between Kelly and Skylar that I had never seen before. Skylar sat on the sofa with her legs over Kelly's legs both wearing very short shorts. Seeing their skin touching got an immediate but hopefully unnoticed reaction from me.

When it came time for Skylar to leave, their hug, something they rarely did when Jim was alive, lasted longer than expected. And as they said goodbye, they kissed full on the lips. Nothing romantic, it seemed, but right on the lips. Again, an immediate reaction from me that could have been noticed had either Skylar or Kelly looked at my crotch.

Kelly drank but not like I had in the past. I still drank, but was able to control it now. I wasn't a believer in full abstinence if you could control yourself and I had been successful since my divorce. This night, however, Kelly asked me about bourbon, a liquor that Jim and I had started drinking shortly before his death.

We talked about the good aspects, the connection with Jim, one of the few times we talked about him, and we talked about the bad aspects, how I used it to deal with his death to the detriment of other aspects of my life.

"Do you mind having some bourbon with me," Kelly asked? "I'm curious what it's like."

I knew Jim had a decent collection, so I said, "sure, but you know me. Just one." Well, she did not stop at one. She wasn't wasted but at her size the three pours she had over the next couple of hours was enough to lower her inhibitions.

"Skylar's not wild or slutty, you know," Kelly said, "she just enjoys herself, enjoys life, and likes to party. I guess I worry a little but I hope she'll grow out of some of it."

"I can imagine seeing her... oh, can't imagine seeing her in some of the situations you've told me about," I said remembering Kelly telling me about blow job parties in college Skylar told her about.

"Well, that was a slip. I bet you can imagine, I know I do. I guess she got her love of sucking dick from me."

I almost spit out my drink. I certainly choked, coughing and coughing before regaining control. Then the most shocking statement of all came out of Kelly's mouth, "I would have liked to have been at one of those sorority blow job parties with her." Luckily this time I wasn't drinking so I didn't almost choke to death.

"Uhm, maybe you're sharing a little too much," I said.

"Nooo, it's not like I'm offing a BJ now or anything." That thought was super appealing but luckily my inhibitions were nowhere near as low as hers, so I said nothing. In hindsight, I wonder if I had said something if things would have gone another way.

Kelly's phone chimed, she looked, typed something and put the phone down. A minute or two later, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Skylar. "You won the bet, do I have to wait forever?"

Ok, this was weird now. Kelly never came onto me, Skylar never said anything about her mom, and there was no way Skylar or Kelly knew anything about my depraved thoughts about them, yet these conversations, the timing of the texts, the sudden closeness between them, all had the hallmarks of, of what exactly? They all had the hallmarks of my overactive imagination.

Again, I left with no other odd things happening. When I got to my car, I texted Skylar. "A couple of weeks until the lake house, we'll talk then."

Her response, "ha! Talk?"

The week at the lake house had arrived and as usual, Kelly drove up with the boys, Mike and Cameron, Skylar drove herself so she had her freedom, and I was already there. When Kelly and the boys arrived, I had burgers on the grill. Kelly and I had a beer and the kids had their soda.

"Well, there is a change this week," Kelly said.

"Oh, what's that?"

"Mike and Cameron will be at the lake all week," I already knew that but then Kelly shocked me, "just not here."

"What do you mean not here?"

"Their friend has a place on the other side of the lake and they're going to spend the week, starting tomorrow with them. Sorry Drew, you're stuck with just the girls." I nearly dropped my beer.

For the next few hours, we ate, kayaked, swam and otherwise enjoyed ourselves. Then Skylar arrived and my heart began racing, she looked incredible. How the hell was I going to survive the week?

At one point, when Skylar and I were alone, well, far enough away from everyone, she said, "I've been practicing for you." I didn't know what to say. First, the Skylar I knew didn't need practice. Then, of course, my mind switched gears and I hoped something would happen but I wondered how into it she would be. That turned out to be a dumb thought. She was ready to go, and was several steps ahead of me.

It was hard for me because she was like my daughter or at least my niece and I felt so conflicted. Would I be having these thoughts if she was actually family? Then there was the mother, daughter scenario I envisioned. Maybe we weren't family but Kelly and Skylar certainly were. Oh the whirlwind that was my mind!

"Yeah, well even with the boys gone, it's going to be hard to be discreet, besides, I'm an old guy compared to you."

"Exactly," she said, "you can last longer than any 20-something, I'm sure of that." I just shook my head.

We all played games and made the most of the boy's one and only night at the house. Then, much later than we thought, we all went off to our respective bedrooms to go to sleep.

The next morning started with breakfast, then some swimming. I was still training so I went for a run and, of course, Skylar joined me. As we ran, neither said anything, the conversation the day before making us both tense and nervous.

Skylar broke the silence. "Mom and I still, well, I guess it's just me, I still share things with my mom, you know stories." This time I stopped and Skylar kept running, stopping a little further down the road. She looked back at a man in shock. Did she mean what I think she meant?

"Uhm, you didn't, did you?" My heart was beating fast, and it wasn't from the exercise.

"I told her about an amazing blow job with an older guy, a guy her age."

"Shwoo, I thought for a second, well, good, but maybe somethings don't need to be shared." I was so relieved that she kept my name out of it. Of course, she never exactly said she did but she's not stupid.

After the run we all went out to lunch at a restaurant owned by a good friend of mine, then we dropped Mike and Cameron at their friend's, chatted a while with the friend's parents and then went back to my house.

A normal day continued but it wasn't the day I was worried about. Strange things were happening and, to be honest, I was scared. Maybe that word's overdoing it a bit but certainly apprehensive covers it well.

Was Skylar going to try something with her mom in the house? We'd have to be really quiet and where's the fun in that? It's like getting a lap dance, you can look but not touch, so lame.

Funny how things change. I was now the one that hardly drank, Kelly drank more, but Skylar, a college kid, could drink and drink and drink. Kelly was pretty buzzed, Skylar was slurring, I was fine and we were all having fun. Still, it was late and I did want to get some sleep. I guess I was becoming old or something.

There was one other thing, from earlier in the day, that I couldn't get out of my mind. Kelly always played rough with the kids when they were little but the play today between Kelly and her, now 21-year-old daughter seemed, I guess, out of character. They played rough, then hung close together talking, Skylar facing Kelly with her arms around her neck -- I could swear they could kiss at any moment (my overactive imagination). Then more rough play. In my undersexed, old guy view, it was hot.

It wasn't long after I went to my room that Skylar cracked the door open and peeked in. "Come in," I said. As she came toward me, I said, "We can't do this. If your mom wakes up, if she hears anything, I can't do that to her."

"She's a heavy sleeper normally, after a few drinks, forget it, she'll never know a thing."

"Well, why don't you come here," I said patting the bed beside me, "we should talk."

Skylar crawled into bed, we were both on top of the sheets. She snuggled up to me and it was like a father/daughter sharing thoughts, except this was certainly not a normal father daughter conversation.

"Are you sure you want to keep going with this?" I asked.

"You won the bet, and, to be honest, I liked what we did more than I ever have, with anyone else."

"This is so weird," I said.

"Only if you make it weird, I do really want to do this. I want your cock in my mouth again. Maybe we go double or nothing on that bet."

"Double or nothing? What, if your mom hears us, I win, if not, you win?"

"No, but I challenge you to last more than 30 minutes. I can do anything I want with you and you can't stop me."

"This is getting dangerous." I knew my protests were in vain but I had to make the effort. Without saying another word, Skylar started removing my shorts. I was so hard, already dripping pre-cum. "How about you lick and suck my balls until I drip onto your face?" I asked.

"Now you're talking," Skylar said. "Stand up."

I stood next the bed and Skylar took my balls into her mouth, she was so skillful and unbelievably I got even harder. Before long a string of pre-cum had reached her face. She pulled back, took a finger and scooped it up, putting her finger in her mouth followed by my cock. She might win this time for sure.

"Lay back on the bed," she said. As I did, she removed her night shirt, revealing a completely naked 21-year-old body that was just stunning. It was my first glimpse of her pussy lips and they were glorious and glistening. Unbeknownst to me, while sucking me, she slipped a finger into her pussy and spread her juices all around.

"Skylar, you're amazing."

"No stalling." She said as she started to straddle me.

"Whoa, what are you doing? We can't do this."

"The deal was, you can't stop me and I can do anything. Don't worry, I just want you in me for a few seconds, I want to suck my pussy juice off your cock."

Holy shit, this girl is intense. Now positioned perfectly she slid down onto my cock, "Oh God, Uncle Drew, this feels so big, oh, it's so good."

Skylar slid up and down on my shaft, sliding all seven inches in and out a few times, then pulled back and started sucking. It was amazing and my moans were growing louder. "Oh fuck Skylar, this is even better than last time." All I could think about was Skylar wanting to suck her own cunt juice off my cock. I had no idea how I was keeping things under control.

"And you're even harder than last time," she said, taking all of me into her mouth. I was in another world, and didn't hear the door to Kellys room open. Skylar heard it, but didn't react, leaving me in the dark. I also hadn't noticed that Skylar hadn't closed my bedroom door completely.

"Oh, Oh my... fuck, Skylar, I don't think I can... oh fuck.." I was getting close and my head turned to the right, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow in the hall, a moment later I heard Kelly's door close. That snapped me out of it, quickly. I jumped up.

"Skylar, did you see that? Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, I heard her when she first left her bedroom."

Still laying on the bed, my pole pointing to heaven, a young, beautiful, naked girl in front of me, I said, "What is going on here?"

"What do you mean," Skylar said innocently.

"I'm getting weird signals, seeing weird things. Does your mother know anything about this?"

"She might now," Skylar said without any concern in her voice.

"You have to fill me in, here. What are you doing?"

"I may have planted an idea in her head, an idea that maybe you need something more from her."

"This can go very wrong, I'm not sure about this."

"Don't worry," Skylar said taking my cock in her hand, stroking it gently. She then moved lower and resumed her blow job. It wasn't long before I was right back where I was.

"Oh, man, this didn't take long, oh, shit. Oh Skylar I'm going to cum in your mouth again." I exploded, trying to be as quiet as possible, but I was probably not quiet at all.

After swallowing all of my seed, Skylar, with a big grin, said, "You win again."

"But we were interrupted," I said.

"That doesn't matter, a bet is a bet," she said. "But now I need something. Uncle Drew, will you eat my pussy?" She lay back, her head at the foot of the bed. She spread her legs, and with her right hand spread her luscious pussy lips apart. Her juices glistening.

I didn't say a word, I simply bent between her legs and started lapping up those glorious fluids. As my tongue worked, my finger traced around her slit. After a few laps around, I left my finger at the entrance to her sweet hole, applying downward pressure but not entering her. It was driving her crazy.

"Wow, Uncle Drew, what are you doing? That's fucking great. Oh shit, I think, no... no... I can't... Ohhhhh." As I felt her tensing, ready to cum in my mouth, I let my finger slip in and that was all it took. Skylar started convulsing, she grabbed the back of my head, pushing her pussy into my face, her cum smearing all over me. It was great.

I laid on my side, my head even with her hips, Skylar was still breathing heavy. She shimmied down even with me, looked me in the eyes and said, "I'm going to go to bed now, but if you wanted, I bet you could fuck me really good." Again, I was shocked at what I heard. Before I could say anything, she kissed me. In spite of all the things we did, this was our first real kiss.

I was convinced Kelly had seen her daughter sucking my cock. I had no idea what tomorrow would bring but I guess I would have to face it head on.