Uncross Her Legs

Being horny does a strange thing to one's judgement. Emma suppressed a grin and slowly uncrossed her legs. She kept her eyes on her Uncle's face, finally grinning as she caught him look down between her legs.

Feeling quite naughty and loving the power she had over he now drunk Uncle, Emma spread her legs wider apart.

It was too bad she had pants on. The clothing was tight on her mound, but a skirt would be so much more fun right now.

Neither of them had spoken for several moments. Ed's stare was fixed on Emma's pussy. She could feel herself getting wet because of it.

"Tell me another story, Uncle." Emma said, then pulled her legs up onto the chair. With her legs spread and her feet resting on the edge of the chair on each side of her, Edward had a lovely view of her crotch. The way she was sitting pulled her clothing taught, hugging the folds of her sex.

Emma had no doubt that her Uncle could clearly see the outline of her pussy, the lips and her slit revealed by the tightness of the fabric covering it.

Edward had no answer to her request of a story. He leaned forward in his chair and openly stared. Emma could see his right arm moving, and had no doubt what he was starting to do.