Chapter 3

We played it by ear. Every chance we got, we were at the farm. I had a purpose for taking it slow, but wasn’t telling her. She was getting almost as good with the tools as I, and was a whiz with the books. She went to her counsellor at school and arranged to take all business and computer courses. There wasn’t anything she couldn’t do with either one. When she had the time, she even read every real estate course she could get her grubby little mitts on.

Karin was the one that suggested that we branch out a little. Her first plan was to help people whose houses were in, or were about to go into, foreclosure. We would buy out their contract from the bank, then have them pay us, after adding our fee. That fee depended on how much she felt sorry for the people.

She soon found out that by separating the husband and wife, we could get more personal information out of them. They may have just come across bad times. The husband got demoted on his job. They had an unexpected child. Whatever the case, Karin was the one that got them hoping again. Even after getting things straightened out for them, she never lost contact with them.

I found myself growing more and more in love with my niece. It wasn’t just the sex either, although she was always relentless in that department. It was a combination of a lot of things.

“So,” she said. We had just made love for the third time that day, and were just lying in bed, facing each other. “I want to know more about you and Mom.”

“What is it you want to know?”

“For two years, all you did was butt fuck her?”

“Pretty much. It wasn’t an every night thing. It was about once a month to start.”

“Why didn’t you get her pussy during that time?”

“It wasn’t my fault. Your dad had his in there all the time. Your mother was just as insatiable as you. After a while, we did double team her though.”

“You mean, her pussy and her ass at the same time?”

“Yeah.”

“How come she finally let you in the front door?”

“It started about two months before they died. By then, if I wanted her, I would just show up. They were always doing it, so it wasn’t like they didn’t know I was coming. That night was no different. When I showed up that night, your father had just deposited his load in her ass. That was no surprise either. What surprised me was while your father went to clean up, your mother asked me if I wanted her pussy. You know I did.

“Your father just stood at their bathroom door and watched as I slid into her for the first time. That was different for me. We made love four times before I went back to my room. It was what she said as I was leaving their room that really shocked me.”

“And that was.”

“After telling me that I would be getting it that way a lot more, she told me that she hoped it worked that time.”

“What did she mean by that?” Karin asked, as she pushed me over and sat on my dick again.

“She wanted to have my child. She said that your father had been using rubbers for the last few months, but would quit using them when she found out she was pregnant. She died with my baby in her. She told me the night before the accident.”

Karin started crying then. She stopped what she was doing and lay on me.

“That’s why she seemed to be so happy those last few weeks. She told me that she may have a surprise for all of us soon. After the accident, I forgot all about it. She was so happy.” She raised her head and looked at me. “I wish I could have carried it for her.” She hesitated as she looked into my eyes. “I want one too. I want to have your baby.”

I pulled her head back down and held her. “You’re only sixteen now. As much as we both want it, we can’t right now. The children’s services may investigate, then they would take you, then toss me in jail. Neither of us wants that.”

“Why didn’t they take me then?”

“Partly because of the will. I had just turned eighteen too. I had a good job, and a letter from my boss saying that after I graduated, he was going to hire me full time with a hefty raise. I still only have temporary custody of you. It all stops when you turn eighteen.”

She raised her head. I could see that she was thinking. “Sixteen months and I can have all the babies I want.” She had a big smile on her face. “Just let them stop me then.” She wiggled her hips and worked herself farther down my shaft. “I want enough to fill that barnyard.”

“We’ll probably have to tattoo their names on them to keep track of them,” I said.

She sat up, which pushed me in farther. Her head went back, and I could still see that big smile.

“I’ll know them. A mother always knows her children.”

She took it slowly. In about twenty minutes, we both climaxed. It wasn’t forceful or with a lot of effort. It was like her ... beautiful.

I hadn’t really realized it, but in my circle of friends and business partners, Karin was known as either my girlfriend or my fiancee. She acted the part too. When asked when we are getting married, she would toss out something funny like, “When he decides it’s time to get a real job and settle down.”

Among her friends and classmates, I was still her uncle. Actually, she even had some of them believing that I was her brother. It didn’t really matter though. We know what goes on behind closed doors.

After school was out for that year, Karin offered me a challenge. We had already acquired four houses that needed a lot of our TLC. Her challenge was to complete them and have them all on the market before she went back for her Senior year.