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  “Come fuck me too, Uncle Theo,” I begged, and he didn’t have to be asked twice. He walked over to the bed, took off his pants and shorts and knelt on the bed while Dad kept fucking me.

  Theo was in front of me, with his dick straight up in the air. I pushed myself up on my elbows, then grabbed his cock with one hand and leaned forward to wrap my lips around it.

  Because of Dad’s thrusts, he pushed me close to Theo, making me take in more of his cock. Theo grabbed my head with both hands, then helped me bob my head up and down his length.

  I was on the verge of gagging, but just like I did the last time I had a cock in my mouth, I held my breath and let him push himself deeper into my mouth.

  “Jesus Christ,” Theo groaned, and Dad pushed himself deep inside of me, not moving back. I knew what they were doing, and I prepared myself not to throw up.

  With now also Dad’s hand on the back of my head, he pushed it further towards Theo’s stomach, while my uncle was pulling at my hair and trying to fit the length of his cock into my mouth.

  Breathing was not an option anymore, and I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, gagging, and trying to endure this extreme blowjob. I loved it, being forced by both at the same time.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Theo

  I was hesitant at first, but hearing Rhett fuck his daughter upstairs got me so fucking hard. I couldn’t stay away any longer. I knew he’d fuck her tonight, and I wanted in on the action. In the end, Birdie wanted me just as much as she wanted her daddy.

  She was old enough to make her own decisions, and who was I to hold her back from things she wanted to experience? If she wanted to fuck two older men, she should.

  I kept her head tight against my body, with my cock pushed all the way to the back of her throat. It felt so fucking good, and although I was sharing Rhett’s daughter with him, it wasn’t at all weird.

  If anything, it was incredibly hot and fascinating. Birdie wasn’t the only one with a sick mind. Rhett and I had one too, and we embraced it to the fullest.

  Birdie gagged again, and her tongue pushed against my length, letting me know that she needed air. I pulled out, and strings of her spit mixed with my precum floated from her mouth to the tip of my dick.

  “Shit,” I muttered. “That’s so fucking hot, baby bird.” I brushed the hair out of her face, then made her look up into my eyes while Rhett continued to fuck her tight pussy.

  He had taken her virginity, and the blood at the base of his cock was proof for her innocents. Hard to believe she was so dirty and twisted.

  After letting out a loud groan, Rhett pulled out, heavily breathing while Birdie left her ass sticking up in the air. I looked down at her, watching her tongue lick every inch of my cock before she put her lips about it again.

  Her father left the room to go to the bathroom, and soon enough, the shower started running. “Good girl,” I whispered, brushing all of her hair back and holding it in my fist at the back of her head.

  “You’re being so fucking good, baby bird. Keep sucking my dick. Just like that,” I encouraged her, and a small smile appeared on her lips. She kept her mouth around my shaft, moving her head while I helped her.

  I was being gentle now, wanting her to enjoy this before I shot my load into her mouth. “Such a beautiful little bird,” I whispered as she let out a soft moan.

  She was pleased with herself, and my dick throbbed until it stiffened, shooting my cum at the back of her throat.

  “Ah, fuck, Birdie,” I groaned, pushing my dick into her mouth one last time before pulling out. She swallowed, then licked her lips with and gave me a soft smile.

  I couldn’t help myself, so I bent down and kissed her lips gently, tasting the saltiness on her tongue. Her lips were swollen, and I cupped her jaw to dive deeper into her mouth with my tongue.

  After a long, passionate kiss, I leaned back and looked into her eyes. “Go get cleaned,” I told her, then put my pants back on. She was watching me while I got dressed, and I smirked at her.

  “You feeling okay, baby bird?” I asked.

  “Yes. Very,” she replied sweetly, then she got up from the bed. “Will you stay here tonight?” she asked.

  “I can’t, Birdie. I have to work early tomorrow. But I’ll be back soon, all right?”

  I cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead. “Okay,” she said softly. I smiled at her, then walked towards the door to leave the room.

  “Theodore?” she called out, and I turned around to look at her. “Yes, baby bird?”

  “I love you,” she told me, her voice sounding a little shaky. I gave her a soft smile, then tilted my head to the side and said: “I love you too, Birdie. Forever.”

  Birdie

  I stepped into the bathroom and watched Dad standing under the stream of water pouring from the ceiling. He had the nicer shower, with a bid open window looking out over the trees surrounding our home. Standing here felt like being in a rainforest, and the steam filling the room made it even more real.

  Dad saw me walking toward him, and when I reached him, he took my hand and pulled me into his arms. We were naked, pressed against each other while hot water covered our bodies. I leaned against his chest, wrapping my arms around his back and closing my eyes to take in every moment of this.

  His hand cupped my head, and his other moved up and down my back, making me shiver. His shaft was pressed between his stomach, but this time I wanted to enjoy more of Dad, not just his cock.

  He kissed the top of my head, then whispered my name. I turned to look up at him, his eyes were hooded and dark. Something was on his mind.

  “Yes, Daddy?”

  “You’re not letting us do this because you’ve got something bothering you, right? I mean, are you dealing with mental health issues? Or anything else you need help with?” he asked in a low voice, and I frowned at him.

  I never thought about it that way. There had to be something that had triggered all this. My need to be close to someone, and my lust for my own father and uncle.

  I was a happy kid all my life. I never had any issues when I hit puberty, and I never felt like my life didn’t make any sense.

  It made sense. A whole lot. I loved my life. It was perfect. “I’m fine, Daddy,” I replied, smiling.

  “Promise me you’ll talk to me if you need anything. If there’s something on your mind you need to get off...I need you to open up to me. If what we’re doing is going to ruin you mentally, then we should stop this now.”

  “I promise you, Daddy. I’m okay. I love you. Let me love you,” I whispered, kissing his collar bone. He let out a sigh, then nodded and turned the corners of his lips upward. “I love you too, Birdie.”

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Luke

  I wanted to stay at Rhett’s house so fucking bad last night. Birdie was being so good with my kids, and after she wore Ava out, she looked incredibly hot on that lounger with a book. It got dark too fast, and I couldn’t eye her anymore in that dark corner of the garden.

  Our encounter in the kitchen could’ve turned into something more, but I didn’t want to risk getting caught by my wife. She put on a friendly face at Rhett’s, but the second we stepped into our home she didn’t say one word to me.

  She was fed up with me. For what reason I had no idea. I didn’t bother though. I put West to bed and went straight to my office to stay up and watch some tv. I had to calm down before seeing her again. I couldn’t stand her being so damn annoyed with me.

  It wasn’t our sex that didn’t satisfy her. Couldn’t be it. She never let me close to her anymore. If I was lucky, she gave me a little kiss on the cheeks now and then, but that was it.

  That’s why I had the urge to touch Birdie last night. She was beautiful in that dress, and I wanted her to know.

  And then, while saying goodbye to her I enjoyed every second of her tiny body pressing against mine. I couldn’t help it, and I had to cup her ass while the others were busy saying goodbye to Delilah.

  I was looking out the window, staring at the streets and building underneath me. I had the best view in town, and I worked so damn hard to stand up here, running my own business.

  It was lunchtime, and Theo texted me to say that he would be coming over so we could have lunch together. I turned back to my desk and saw the little red light of my office phone blink.

  I pressed a button and leaned in. “Yes, Dana,” I said to my receptionist.

  “Mr. Andrews is on his way to your office. Thought I’d let you know in case you were busy,” she said.

  “Thanks, Dana.” I hung up again and looked at my door to see Theodore walk in with two bags of takeaway in his hands.

  “Hey, man,” I said, nodding to the chair in front of me. I loosened my tie and let out a sigh. My mouth was already watering, and I needed some food in my system immediately.

  “Did you hear from Rhett?” he asked, sitting down in front of me.

  “No, did something happen?” I asked concerned.

  “He’s fine. He had to take the next flight to Nashville. Some emergency came up and one of his fellow docs wants him there to help with a patient. He’ll be back tomorrow.”

  I nodded and grabbed the fried chicken with rice out of one bag. “But you’re still up for a game or two tonight, right?” I asked.

  “Not sure yet. I got a shitload of paperwork I have to look through. I’m staying at the office late tonight,” he explained.

  I nodded. I’ll have to find something else to do tonight then. “Still on the lookout for a new assistant?” I asked, knowing he had to get rid of his last one because she couldn’t keep her private and work life separate.

  Maybe sleeping with his employees wasn’t a good idea after all.

  “Yes. How come you find women that are either already married or not interested in men? I need that type of women in my office. I get fucking heart-eyes wherever I go, and every time I pass the front desk, she blows me a fucking kiss. We’re adults, for fuck’s sake.”

  “I can send you a list of women who have worked for me before and are still looking for a job. Most of them just had a kid and thought they would start a whole new life after giving birth. They called me back after a few months and asked if they could re-apply. I had already given their old positions to new people,” I told him.

  “Sounds good. Thanks, man,” he replied.

  *

  After eating lunch, Theo left to get back to work and I sent him the list I promised him of all the women I thought were mature enough not to flirt with their boss.

  I wanted to concentrate on my own work, but the thought of Birdie being home alone while her dad was in Nashville gave me an idea.

  I picked up the phone and called Rhett’s home, knowing that Birdie was there to pick up. After a few rings, her voice sounded through the phone.

  “Hello?” she answered, and I smiled as I heard her voice.

  “Hey, Birdie. This is Luke,” I said, then waited on her response.

  “Oh, hi! Dad’s not home...he had to fly to Nashville early this morning,” she told me with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

  “I know. Theodore told me. I was actually calling to talk to you. You’ll be home alone all night, huh?” I said, sounding like a total creep in my mind. “I was wondering if you’d like to come over and have dinner with us. I know the kids would love to show you all their toys,” I said. This wasn’t about my kids. It was about me. Me wanting Birdie close and see where the night would take us.

  And I knew she took the hint. “Oh,” she said surprised. “I’d love to have dinner with you,” she said with a smile.

  “Great. I get off work at five. I’ll pick you up and then we’ll go back to mine,” I suggested.

  “Okay, I’ll wait outside. Thanks for inviting me, Luke.” The flirty undertone was not to miss, and I grinned as I told her goodbye. “See you tonight, Birdie.”

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Birdie

  I was surprised by Luke’s invitation, but I gladly accepted it. Dad was gone for the whole day, and he might even stay in Nashville overnight. Emergencies like these happened often, and other doctors in different states called Dad when there was something they couldn’t take care of themselves.

  Dad had several licenses in five states, so he was allowed to work out of Kentucky too. He was a great surgeon. Once, I was playing outside, climbing trees and trying to find bird nests and squirrels. I was eight, and since I wasn’t very good at climbing huge trees yet, I fell three meters to the ground, scraping up my legs and cutting my elbow.

  Dad was quick to take me inside the house and stitch me up. It was the easiest thing for him to do, and I was fascinated by how precise and calm he was while there was blood all over the kitchen table.

  I never climbed trees again, and Dad never had to stitch me up again. The wounds healed fast, and I was up and running around the garden in no time.

  Friends weren’t necessary. I had my toys, games, and at one point, I even had a dog. A Bernese Mountain Dog. One of Dad’s coworkers had a litter of nine pups, but they couldn’t find a forever home for one of the puppies.

  Dad offered to take care of him for as long as someone would come and get him, so we fostered him one whole summer long. I wasn’t allowed to name him since his soon-to-be owners would have the task to choose one, so Dad and I called him Dog.

  I was sad when Dog left, but I enjoyed his company and was happy when his new family came to pick him up.

  Dad had then talked to me about a new dog, and if I was interested in having one on my own. I thought about it for a few days, but then I decided that I didn’t want to get a puppy. I was scared that once it would be old, that I couldn’t take his death. So, I simply avoided it and asked for a big girl bed instead. Something that would last much longer than a dog.

  I was brushing my fingers through my hair in front of the big mirror in my bathroom when I saw the lights outside go on. I looked out the window and saw Luke getting out of his car.

  He still had his suit on, and I had to bite back a grin. He was tall and handsome, and that complexion of his just made me swoon every time I looked at him,

  His hair had small curls to it, and he kept them short. His stubbles were faint, somewhat like Theo’s.

  The doorbell went off, and I hurried downstairs to open the front door. Luke was standing there with his hands in his pockets, and his eyes wandered up from my legs to my breasts, then they met my eyes and a smile appeared on his lips.

  “Hey, beautiful,” he said, and I smiled back at him.

  “Hi. Let me switch off all the lights and turn on the alarm.” I walked back inside and pressed the button to turn on the alarm system, which Luke’s company kindly provided when Dad built this house, and then I switched off all the light, leaving a dimmed light on in the living room. Dad wanted it that way just in case someone tried to break in. We were far enough away from other houses, but there were hikers around.

  I grabbed my jacket and put it on, then stepped outside and closed the door. As I turned back to Luke, he was still watching me closely.

  “Do I get a hug, baby bird?” he asked. I like how he called me baby bird. Just like Daddy and Uncle Theo did.

  My smile brightened, and I closed the space between us, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck.

  His arms came around my back, and he pressed me against his muscular body while his face hid in my neck.

  I knew exactly what his plan was. Maybe not for tonight, but just as Daddy left town, and Theo was busy with work, he took his chance to get closer to me. And honestly…I liked it a lot.

  Luke was a little gentler with me, yet he showed me just what he wanted with gestures like these.

  His hand rubbed my back, then moved down to my bottom to cup one of my cheeks. I smiled and arched my back to press against his hand a little more. He didn’t squeeze, instead, he moved his hand over one, then the other cheek before letting go of me.

  “Hungry?” he asked, looking me in the eyes again.

  “Very,” I replied.

  I knew Delilah and their two children would be home. “What did you tell Delilah? Is she okay with me coming over for dinner?” I asked as we walked to the car. He opened the car door, and I climbed into the passenger seat.

  “She’s happiest when I’m not the only adult around. You’ll do her and me a favor by eating with us, saving me from another silent treatment,” he told me.

  It was obvious that neither of them was happy in their marriage. “Sorry to hear, Luke,” I whispered, but he waved it off.

  “We’ll have a nice evening together. I didn’t want you to spend your night by yourself in this big house.”

  “That’s sweet of you, Luke. Thank you,” I said, reaching out to touch his arm. He smiled and nodded, then closed the door before getting into the car himself.

  Chapter Thirty

  Luke

  It was strange seeing my daughter and son with Birdie. Not because she wasn’t good with them, but because they seemed to like Birdie more than their own mother. She was great with the kids, and I watched her from the kitchen as I grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

  “She won’t stay the night, right?” Delilah asked, stirring whatever she was cooking in that pot. She wasn’t a bad cook, but I didn’t really care about what she put on our plates. As long as the kids were fed.

  “I’ll take her home after dinner. She would’ve been all by herself tonight.” I turned my gaze back to Birdie. She was sitting on the couch with West in sitting on her lap and Ava showing off her plush collection.

  “She’s a sweet girl,” Delilah said, the tone of her voice not really matching her compliment. As soon as we’d sit down on the table to eat her mood wood switch. She liked to make others think that we were still happily married.

  “She is. Very smart too,” I told her, taking a sip of my beer. “I should head over and keep her company. I didn’t invite her to babysit the kids,” I said, although having her over more often would be nice.

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