Little T and her Daddy J Ch. 09

T held her friend in a hug in the back seat of the car. Her Daddy was driving. Sara seemed so little to her now, silent tears running down her freckled cheeks as she cuddled up close to T.

Not even 15 minutes ago, they were clambering out of the pillow fort so Sara could answer the phone. She was in shock. Her sad eyes wide, and hand held over her mouth. Chris had been in a car accident. Hit by a drunk driver on his way home from dropping her off. He was in ICU, stable, but unconscious and the doctor's were doing tests.

Sara crumbled to the floor after hearing the news. Her eyes filled with tears as she rocked back and forth. T and J held her in a hug and told her that everything was going to be Ok. They helped her get dressed (in some borrowed sweats and a tshirt), got dressed themselves, and they all hopped in the car to go.

So there they were. T felt horrible. If Sara hadn't come, none of this would have happened. She felt like a terrible friend. She had been excited! EXCITED, to see Sara. That translated in her mind was that she was excited for this to happen to Chris. She blamed herself, cried, and held Sara close and they rocked back and forth in the back of the car like that till they got to the hospital.

They dealt with the paperwork, and the waiting, together. The way friends should. They quietly talked, and hoped, and sat in the sanitized purgatory of that hospital waiting room.

Sara and T had finally dozed off on the uncomfortable pleather couch. J, bleary eyed, wandered over to grab a coffee. He wasn't sure if they could legally call it coffee. It was black, and thick and tasted burnt, but it was hot and a little comforting so he sipped it quietly and waited.

The doctor came in at about 3:30am. J woke up the girls and they all stared quietly, hopefully, as he spoke.

"The accident was pretty severe Mrs. Goodman. Christopher was unconscious upon arrival, and we ran some tests. He came around about 45 minutes ago and we had him under observation. It looks like a pretty bad concussion and some soft tissue damage to his neck, but that's the extent of his injuries. Your husband is very lucky. He's awake, but he's still recovering in room 221 if you'd like to see him. He shouldn't be alone for a few days, but he should be fine and back to normal after that, if he has any new symptoms, take him to your family doctor and we'll go from there."

Sara tearfully thanked the doctor and the three of them made their way to Chris's room.

His room had 3 other beds, 2 of them empty, and the last was wrapped in a privacy curtain. The alien beeps of the medical equipment softly playing the soundtrack of their reunion.

Sara wrapped her arms around him and wept. "Oh Chris! I'm so glad you're ok I was SO scared!" He smiled, "Shhh, it's Ok baby girl, I'm okay! Cross my heart!"

T snuggled her Daddy and smiled, tears still ran down her cheeks but she was SO relieved. She looked up at J and made a decision.

"Daddy," she whispered, "Can I talk to you? It's important... "

J gave her a confused look and said "of course, princess. Let's go grab a coffee. I'm sure Sara wants some time with her Daddy."

They sat in the hospital cafeteria, sipping their coffee, and T took a deep breath.

"Ok. I'm not saying this because of what happened with Chris. Well, sort of, it was the catalyst, but I've been thinking about it for a while now. You have a small apartment, with roommates, so we always stay at my place when we're together anyway and I don't think your roommates would want another person crowding up things... So... I was wondering... Do you want to... Maybe... Come live with me and be my Daddy ALL the time? I know it's a big question and I don't want you to feel pressured, and you can totally take your time to answer, and I'm ready now, so you can move in whenever you want, but only if you want, and I have the room, but... "

J chuckled, "princess, baby, slow down! It's okay! I'd love to move in!"

T heard "Slow down," and her heart sank and said "But...Da..." Then she paused. "Did you say... Yes?" She looked at him with wide, hopeful eyes.

He smiled. "Yes. I'd love to."

T squealed and planted a big kiss on his lips and clapped her hands.

J chuckled and kissed her back.

T said, "There's something else too..."

Her Daddy tilted his head quizzically.

She continued, "Well, the doctor said Chris shouldn't be alone for a few days... And if things get any worse for him I know that Sara will need breaks sometimes and now with their car broken they won't have any way to get around..."

J smiled. "That's a good idea baby. Your house will be a little crowded for a little while though..."

T interrupted "OUR house, Daddy. OUR house."

J smiled and couldn't help but wipe his eyes. "Our house...Yeah I'm ok with it. Are you sure you want to?"

She smiled and nodded. "I want to help them."

They kissed, finished their coffee and came back to see Chris and Sara.

They all left the hospital on Saturday morning, T usually sat in the back seat, even when it was just her and J, but she could tell that Sara wanted to cuddle with her Daddy so she took shotgun. They pulled into the drive of T and J's place and J turned in his seat when the car was off, the engine making those little pings as it cooled.

"Ok you two," he said to the back seat. "Chris needs supervision while he recovers and Sara won't be able to do that alone. You don't have a car to get around the city, you'll need prescriptions filled, doctor appointments to get to, and of course all the other every day little things like shopping. So, T and I have some news. She asked me to move in with her and I accepted." Sara and Chris smiled and she gave a little "YAY!" and clapped. J continued, "AND, we've decided that you're living here, with us, while Chris recovers."

Chris opened his mouth to say something but J waved him off. "This isn't a question, it's a statement. You're going to need help, you're not imposing or putting us out, and we've already decided. I took off the next week from work so I can be here to help and next weekend I'm going to move my stuff from the apartment. So, you may as well just accept it now, and don't bother with the 'Are you sure's?' or the 'we don't want to be a bother's,' you're staying."

Sara smiled and looked at her hands, thankful tears dripping down onto them. She whispered "Thank you. Thank you so much. For everything."

Chris repeated her sentiment and they finally all clambered out of the car and into the house.

J and Sara left again a little later to grab clothes and toiletries and the things they'd need for the week from their house, they left T at home to help Chris. On the drive back, Sara looked at J and asked "Sooo... With our whole... Dynamic... Thing..." she blushed, "I'm not sure what to call you. I have been using 'Mr. J' or 'Sir' buuuuut... They seem so... stuffy and formal. I can keep using them, if you want, but I was thinking I'd like to go with 'Uncle J' if that's OK with you?"

J thought she looked adorably flustered and chuckled, "you know... I think like that hunny. Uncle has a wonderful ring to it, and I'm willing to bet that T will love to follow suit with Chris."

Sara smiled the whole way back to the house.

That evening they all sat down to a spaghetti dinner, and after everything was cleaned up, Sara couldn't seem to stop yawning. Chris gave her a little pet and said "I think it's time for you to head to bed princess. I'm going to have a bath, and maybe read for a bit, I'm still a little wound up."

Sara frowned. "But Daddy I'm not..." She was interrupted by another yawn "I'm not sweepy."

J chuckled. "It's Ok lil one. Uncle J will tuck you in and read you a bedtime story, and T will help your Daddy with his tub."

T glanced at her Daddy. He gave her a knowing smile with a wink. T blushed and then smiled back. Sara kissed her Daddy and hugged him goodnight and then kissed T and hugged her too.

J took Sara's hand and led her to the spare bedroom where she and Chris would be staying. He opened the suitcase and rummaged till he found her nighty and sat on the bed. "Ok princess, let's get you into your jammies." Sara stood in front of him and nervously fiddled with her shirt.

"Arms up please," he said. She looked at him shyly but did as she was told. J peeled the shirt up over her head and smiled at her. Then he reached behind her and unclasped her bra, she brought her arms down letting the bra fall to the floor and freeing her heavy breasts. She flushed but kept her arms at her sides.

J untied her sweatpants and slowly tugged them over her hips and they fell to the floor, pooling around her feet. J couldn't help but notice that her white cotton panties were soaking wet between her legs, and he slipped his fingers into the waistband and tugged them down as well. He gave her stubbley kitty a little pat and chuckled, "We'll have to make sure to give you a shave in the tub tomorrow!"

Sara turned beet red and groaned, "UNCLE J!!"

He chuckled again and said "Ok hun, arms up again!" She complied and he stood and tugged the nightgown over her head and she let him pull the elastic from her ponytail she'd worn at the hospital. He stroked her cheek and tucked her hair behind her ear. He pulled the covers back and said "Ok sweetie, crawl in."

Sara crawled up on all fours and then rolled and flopped onto her back on the bed. J smiled and grabbed "Where the wild things are," and layed beside her. Sara snuggled up to him, resting her head on his chest and he began to read.

T sat on the edge of the tub as it filled. She tested the water every few minutes and adjusted it so that it was nice and warm. When it was full she called out "UNCLE CHRIS! YOUR TUB IS READY!" She smiled to herself at the term 'Uncle,' and thought to herself "I like it."

Chris came in and stood just inside the door. He was smiling, but looked a little uncertain.

T knew that he hadn't been part of the 'festivities' last night, and hadn't gotten to get comfortable with her and play time yet. She grinned and thought, "I'll change that very soon."

"Uncle Chris, you can't get in the tub with your clothes on! That would be silly!" she walked over to him and started unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes got wide but let her continue. She slid the shirt over his sore shoulders and reached down to undo his pants. "I know that you're sore and ouchie Uncle Chris, so I'm gonna help you feel better like a good girl."

Chris groaned "Mmmm." And she pulled down his pants. She helped him remove his socks, he was thankful for that because he wasn't sure if he could bend down to do it. She reached her fingers into the waist of his boxers, kissed his chest, and slid them down.

She grinned up at him and gave his already very hard cock a squeeze. "You must REALLY like tubs Uncle Chris! You're so excited!"

He couldn't help but laugh. And she helped him into the steaming water.

Chris groaned "Ohhhhhh." as he sunk in and let the hot water relax his sore muscles.

T smiled and did a little wiggle. "Uncle... I gotta go potty..."

Chris's eyes widened but went along with it. "Go ahead baby girl!"

T looked over at him and then tugged her pants and panties down and sat. She was blushing red, but she really had to go so it didn't take long. "I'm going now!" She exclaimed and Chris met her eyes and smiled "Good girl!"

T blushed all over again, but smiled when she noticed he was slowly stroking himself as he watched her.

She finished and flushed and then stood up and stepped out of her pants and panties and took off her socks. She smiled at Chris and then lifted her shirt off and took off her bra.

"Ok Mister," she said, "scootch forward."

The huge soaker tub was one of the reasons she chose this house and she stepped into the tub behind him. She sat with her legs spread on either side of him and he moaned when she started washing his back.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... That feels SO good baby girl."

She said "Mmmm Hmm, I gotta make sure you're all clean!"

T pulled him back and he felt her breasts pressing on his soapy back as he leaned back. T reached around him and began soaping up his chest and then down his stomach. Then she suckled his ear lobe and slowly reached down under the water to his cock, whispering "gotta make sure you're clean ALL over."

Chris groaned and lifted his hips as she stroked him up and down. She rubbed his slippery chest with her other hand brushing his nipples.

Chris was completely lost in the moment. T's soft hands and the warm water was absolutely heaven.

As she pumped his cock, T breathed in his ear, "Your special little girl is gonna make sure her Uncle is nice and relaxed. Mmmmm your big cock is so hard! Maybe, later tonight I can play with it again... You know... sometimes my Daddy puts it in my bottom hole an it feels SO good in there! ... Would you like to push it in there too?"

Chris's hips started jerking his hips in time with T's stroking hand. "Ohhhhhh god yes, Ohhhhhh I'm getting close sweetie..."

"Mmm Yeahhhhhhh, let me feel it spill out over my hand Uncle Chris!" T was unconsciously rolling her hips, stroking his cock was getting her all wet and tingly. "MMM, Later are you gunna fill my bummy with your sticky cum too?"

Chris was beyond words he panted in little grunts in time with her hand sliding up and down his shaft, "Ungh Ungh Unga ... UNNNNHGGGHHH!"

Sara looked over his shoulder and watched as his cock twitched and started spurting the creamy white cum over her fingers. "There's SO much!" She thought to herself, "it just keeps coming!"

Chris was grunting and thrusting his hips with every pulse and he absolutely coated her hand and fingers. At last, she squeezed and slid her hand up and off the shaft and wiped her hand on one of the towels on the floor. She wrapped her arms around his chest and kissed his cheek. "I hope I can see you again tonight Uncle Chris."

She stood and stepped out of the tub, dried off, and wrapped the fluffy towel around herself and blew a kiss as she left him to lean back and soak.

As he read out loud, Sara idly rubbed J's chest. She was a little tired earlier, but now she was wide awake and very aware of the wetness spreading between her legs. She squirmed a little and J couldn't help but lift his hips a bit, he was rather excited as well.

Sara turned to him and blushing she said "Uncle J... Could we do something before I go to sweep?..." Her hand trailing down his stomach to his pants.

J moaned, "Hmmmmm, what did you have in mind princess?"

"Wellllll... Could we give each other special kisses? I can climb up on top?"

J moaned again, "Mmm, that would be wonderful baby girl!"

Sara clambered up and kissed his lips and pulled off his shirt. He reached out and lifted her nighty off and once naked she undid his pants and pulled them off with his boxers and socks and threw then to the floor.

J moved down the bed so he laid flat and Sara turned and climbed on top of him. Her legs spread wide she felt his probing tongue lapping at her sensitive folds and she groaned sucking him into her mouth. Sara let out little humming moans with each bob of her head "Mff Mff mff" as she rolled her hips in pleasure. She used one hand to follow her mouth, stroking his shaft up and down. She leaned on her other arm, but had it pointed towards J's open legs and she probed and pushed her spit slicked fingers against his anus.

J groaned into her and sucked and lapped at her clit. He slid his hands up her thighs, over the sides of her stomach, and under her chest. He squeezed and massaged her huge breasts and then pinched and tugged on her sensitive nipples. Sara felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge and J suddenly felt her body tense.

She shuddered and popped her mouth off him her hand clamping his shaft, yelling out "OHHHHHH UNHHHHHH!!" And she gushed onto J's face. He didn't stop sucking her clit and she shook and panted as the orgasm washed waves over her.

She opened her mouth and started bobbing again with more fervor, her mouth making wet gurgles as she took him in her throat.

T quietly padded up the stairs when she heard Sara cry out. She peeked through the cracked open door and slid her hand up under the towel. Sara's face was flushed red and a light sheen of sweat glistened on her skin. T's fingers rubbed her clit in slow circles as she watched Sara gag on her Daddy's thick cock. She smiled knowingly when J's hips started thrusting. His hands slid from her friends huge breasts and grasped fistfuls of her hair and he shoved her into his thrusts. T was getting more and more wet, she knew her Daddy was about to fill Sara's mouth and she gasped when a hand suddenly reached around and covered her mouth.

She felt Chris's hot breath whisper in her ear. "Shhhhh, don't say a word." He slid his hand down and pulled her towel off and grabbed her breast with one hand and the other snaked down between her legs. He sucked her earlobe and continued whispering, "Such a naughty peeping little girl! And look how wet you are, watching your Daddy get his cock sucked!"

T practically melted into him and it took everything she had to not moan out loud at his probing fingers.

Chris kept going. "I'm going to take this naughty girl to her bedroom now, Hmmmmm?"

T reached back and rubbed his skin and nodded.

He took her hand and led her to her room.

J shoved Sara's head all the way down and sucked and tongued her clit. She tensed her thighs again and shook silently as she gushed all over his face again. He grunted into her and suddenly shot pulse after pulse of cum into her throat. Sara gulped as fast as she could but couldn't help it as some of his load spilled out past her lips and she shoved against his hands and pulled her mouth off his cock with a desperate gasp. J moaned into her as she finished squirting, her own orgasm absolutely soaking the bed under him.

Sara sputtered and panted, catching her breath with deep gasps and then layed back down on J. She caught her breath finally and sucked the last of his cum out and licked and sucked his softening cock clean. She rolled off him and turned around to cuddle up next to him. She draped one arm and one leg over him and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. "That was AMAZING Uncle J! Thank you!"

J chuckled, "Mmm... Thank YOU little button!"

Sara beamed and then pouted, "I makeded a mess again though... We'll have to change the sheets..."

J nodded. "Yup! Wanna help me with that?"

Sara giggled, "Of Course, silly! I DID make the mess after all!"

The laid for a second and then got untangled and got up. They suddenly heard a squealing and rhythmic slapping noise and grunting from down the hall.

Sara giggled and said, "Come on Uncle J! Let's go watch first!" and they padded quietly out of the room.