We lay in each others arms, Lucy partly on top of me, her small brown arm across me, and her head resting on my chest. Wild thoughts raced through my brain. What had I done? How could I look my wife in the eyes? Would Lucy hate me?
My breathing slowed down, and I could feel Lucy's heart pounding against my body. She stirred slightly and lifted her head to look into my eyes.
"Oh Uncle Bob!" she breathed." That was absolutely incredible!"
I smiled at her, stroked her long black hair and raised my head to give her a tender kiss.
She moaned softly and kissed me back, her slender body moving against mine. I felt her lips part and a sweet little tongue flicked and circled around mine.
'Well, that answers one of my questions,' I thought.
"Did you enjoy that, baby girl?" I whispered.
She drew back slightly and looked at me with a very wicked grin. Slowly she began to move her body against mine, her soft breasts and hard nipples rubbing against my skin.
"What do you think, Uncle Bob?" she teased.
I could feel my semen seeping out of her as she moved against me, her sweet little pussy rubbing on my thigh, my leg becoming slippery with my own juices combined with hers.
"Mmmmmmm. I think it is time for a shower." I replied.
I sat up and then got to my feet and pulled her up to me. In a smooth motion I bent and scooped her up into my arms and carried her into the house. She giggled and held on to me tightly, her arms around my neck, her face buried in the curve of my neck.
Once in the shower I let her soap me all over in front. She looked like a little girl, her tongue stuck out between her teeth, concentrating on what she was doing. She slid the soapy sponge down my stomach to my cock and started to clean me there. She seemed fascinated as my cock slowly grew and stiffened. until it was erect once more. She dropped the sponge and held me in both tiny hands, then looked up at me, as if seeking guidance.