Hopefully you can relax.

After dropping off the girls, you arrived back at home. Collapsing onto your couch, you found you didn't have the energy to cook. Pulling out your phone, you called Gino's Pizzeria and ordered one of his large Sicilians.

Afraid that if you close your eyes, you'll pass out, you grab the remote only for your phone to ring. Looking at the screen you saw, it was Jennifer. Tapping the green accept icon, you bring the phone to your ear.

You: Hello.

Jen: Hi, Daddy Krystal just left here in an Uber.

You: Thanks, Jennifer... how's it going?

You could almost hear her roll her eyes as she said, "I swear, whoever said teen girls were nothing but catty bitches has never met my parents.

You: That's bad...

Jen: They've done nothing but argue and snipe at each other since she got here.

Jennifer snorts in derision, saying, "Jennifer, we have to keep up appearances; it's important."

You: Well, it's almost over, right?

Jen: Yeah, my mother is on the red-eye tonight. She's heading to Milan to cheer on Georgio or Antonio or whatever her boy toy's name is.

You: And you, Dad.

Jennifer's long, drawn-out sigh spoke volumes.

Jen: Well, he moved his meetings, and now he flies out Tuesday for Seattle... He claims it's because he wants to spend Labor Day with me, but no, it's so he can fuck Conseula and creep on Becky.

You: How's Rebecca?

Jenn: Well, she's been staying in my room or her room with the door locked.

You gasp, asking, "Is it that bad... could he?"

Jen: He won't make a move beyond leering... I thought my dad was a self-absorbed mega asshole. Who just stopped pretending after he got rich.

You: He is that...

Jen: True. But it turns out he's a sick fuck who offered to help me with training my first pet...

You could almost literally feel your skin crawl.

You: I'm sorry, Jenn...

Jennifer snorts, saying, "Don't be. At least not for that."

You: Huh? What does that mean?

Jen: I love that you're taking in Lili and her mom, but it does fuck with my plans.

You: What? To have a never-ending carousel of nubile flesh pass through my bed.

Jenniffer purrs before saying, "God, that sounds so hot."

Jen: But seriously, Jacob is over the moon that my favor is only going to be heavy lifting. 10 players will be at Lilies place at 10am for any moving needed.

Just then you hear screeching in the background, "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, HOW DARE YOU EMBARRASS ME..."

Jen: Great, they're back. I'll talk to you later, Daddy.

The call drops as you look at your phone. You sigh as you text Jennifer several hug GIFs. Putting down your phone, you bring up your Prime to watch some Fallout.

You had a piece of pizza in your hand and just watched Lucy ask Maximus to fuck her when Krystal came in the front door.

Loaded down with half a dozen bags, she rushed by you, calling out, "Hiya, Uncle."

You calmly pause the TV as Krystal dumps her purchases on her bed. Before coming back out and flopping onto the couch.

" How was your day out sweetie?" You ask the teen as she leans against you.

"We did so much shopping," she buzzed.

"I saw that. How many outfits did you get?" You ask.

"I got 8," she gushed, "then I found this cute pair of shoes..." She continued on for a few minutes before abruptly changing the subject. "So... Jennifer said Lili and her mom are moving in."

You wrap your left arm around her, hugging, saying, "Yes, it's only until they get on their feet."

She hugs you back, saying, "You're the best uncle." Then in a whiplash moment she excitedly exclaims, "Can I show you what I got?"

"Sure, honey," you reply, sort of dreading it after the video clip from earlier.

Krystal hops up and disappears into her room. Several minutes later she comes out, telling you, "Now Jennifer and Becky swear that these outfits meet the letter of the dress code."

Of course you couldn't fail to note that she didn't say the spirit of the dress code. And she was right; each outfit did a spectacular job. That it was advertising her obvious assets but not going so far as to get her sent to the dean.

Coming out of her room in the last outfit, you perked up, recognizing it. It was the top and skirt that she had heard her say, "You're right, I can see my nipples."

Against your will, blood started to flow into your cock as it started getting hard. Krystal struck a pose in front of you; sure enough, you could see her nipples, asking, "Well, how do I look?"

Unable to lie, you say, "You look stunning."

Krystal smiles, saying, "Now Jen said I'll have to wear a bra with this, and we also got a jacket to go with it."

You sigh, "Oh, thank god."

Cocking her head, she asks you, "Uncle Jason... Do you think I'd look good as a redhead?"

"What brought this on?" you ask.

"I just love the color of Beckie's hair, and I was just wondering..."

Looking at your niece, you sincerely tell her, "If you want to try something different, then by all means go ahead, but your hair is perfect the way it is."

Krystal's eyes light up as she throws herself onto your lap. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you," she chants as she rains kisses down on your cheeks.

Krystal had always been affectionate with you, but this was a new level of intensity even for her. Just as quickly as it started, she just as abruptly hopped off you.

Stunned, you could clearly see that her nipples were rock hard as she exclaimed, "Let me go change."

As she disappeared back into her room. You looked down at the clear bulge in your pants. Then you looked up, hoping to God that she didn't feel your erection against her bottom.

Still trying to piece yourself back together when Krystal came back out. She was wearing your Marlins jersey, because it was now her nightshirt, and a pair of white cotton panties. Heading into the kitchen, she grabbed a coke from the fridge. Before plopping down next and reaching for some pizza.

Your blood was still running heavy after what Krystal did. Deciding that retreat was for the best, you theatrically yawn, saying, "Tomorrow is going to be long with Lili and her mom; I'm going to turn in early."

Heading back to your room, you strip down to your boxers. Getting into bed, your cock was still rock hard. Picking up your phone, you opened up the browser, going to one of your favorite story sites.

Lying down, you open the story Clarissa gets her genes packed. As you begin to re-read about Bob and his niece. For the first time since Jennifer had catapulted herself into your life, you started stroking your raging hardon. Getting to the part where Clarissa finds out that the experimental pills she was taking made her horny and also voided her birth control.

Unable to stop it, you conflated Clarissa with Krystal in your head. "Fuckkk..." you gasp out as you start to spew cum into your hand. Tired, you wipe your hand on the bedspread, falling asleep.