Dorsai - Jan

When I rested my head on her chest, she put her arms around me, holding me as I caught my breath and recovered somewhat from my exertions. As I rested, and despite the occasional involuntary clasping of Kelly's vagina, my penis gradually softened, until it finally pulled free of her hold. Only then was I able to muster enough enthusiasm to move from over her and lay on my side, facing her. Putting one hand on her breast, I held it, softly, moving my fingertips slightly to savor the soft smoothness of her skin. Turning her head to face me, we were content to watch each other as we both rested; she put one hand on my thigh, and the other on the wrist of the hand at her breast. We lay there like that, happy with our exertions and to simply be together for quite a while; it was only when Kelly said "If we don't move soon, I'm going to fall asleep here – and I don't think that would be a very nice thing for Jan to come back and find", with a chuckle.

I agreed, and said "Okay. We get up on the count of three. Ready?

One…. Two…. Three!"

Neither one of us moved.

We lay there a moment, looking at each other, before both of us started laughing at the situation. After a few moments, Kelly said "I thought we were going to get up?!"

"We were. I was going to let you get up first, so you could help me!"

She giggled, and said "That's what I was going to do, too. Okay, this time, we're really going to get up, right? BOTH of us, with no waiting for help, right?"

I grinned, and said "Yeah, fine, whatever. Nag, nag, nag!", teasing her.

She grinned in return, saying "Okay, let's go. On THREE, this time, Dan!

Ready? One!"

Neither of us moved.

"Two!"

I groaned, making her laugh again before she said"THREE!", and sat up as I rolled over onto my back.

"I thought you were going to get up?!", she demanded, a grin on her face.

"I was up once, already, remember?"

She dimpled a bit for me, and said "No, I mean the other kind of up, you ding-dong! Now, come on, get UP!"

I groaned, and said "I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm dead. Dead people can't get up. It's in the rules. Check them, you'll see it right there in section 14, paragraph 'A', subsection two-point-seven: 'Dead people can't get up.' And subsection two-point-eight says"Even if dead people CAN get up, they don't HAVE to'. So there."

"There's no rule book like that, you stinker!"

"Yes there is. I've got my copy; if you can't keep track of yours, it's not my problem!"

"If you've got a rule book, show it to me!"

"No way. You just want to take it away from me so you can make me do stuff I don't wanna do."

She giggled, and said "Yeah, but I also want to make you do stuff you DO want to do."

"Ah, but there's the flaw in your thinking: if I want to do something, then you don't have to 'make' me do it!"

"You're hopeless. Now get up. If you do, you can take a shower with me.

If you don't, I'll roll you out of bed so you fall on your whatsis, and then you won't be able to do anything, want to or not!"

"Carrot and stick, huh?"

"If that's what you want to call it."

"Well, you'd probably enjoy the carrot more than I would; though the stick part might be kinda fun, if a little kinky."

It took her a couple moments to get it; when she did, she all but collapsed in laughter. When she'd caught her breath again, she said "You're a pervert, is what you are. Now come on, get up, and take a shower with me."

Making a big show of it, accompanied by a major groan, I managed to sit up. Apparently, it was a good performance, because she smiled at me, and clapped her hands in appreciation.

"Very good, Dan! Very good, indeed. Now swing your legs around, and stand up. If you can do that, I'll get us into the bathroom."

Another gut-wrenching moan to emphasize the exaggerated effort of moving around; as I stood up, Kelly got up too, and came around the bed to stand next to me.

Putting on my most soulful, whipped-puppy expression, I looked at her.

"Oh, you pooooor baby!", she gushed, before adding "I'll bet I know how I can get you moving."

She reached out, and took my flaccid penis in her hand before looking up at me with an impish grin, saying "Now, here's how it works. I've got hold of something you might want to keep. I'm going into the bathroom.

If you don't stay with me, I get to keep it, and you don't."

"You're not a woman, you're a she-devil! Unhand me!"

She just grinned at me, and headed – slowly – toward the bathroom, I kept up with her.

After our shower – a friendly one, with plenty of happy groping and enthusiastic cleaning – we straightened up the bedroom before heading into the family room, via the kitchen for some drinks. Snuggling on the couch, we kissed every now and then as we chatted while drinking our sodas. When they were gone, Kelly stood up, saying "I really do have to go, Dan. This is Jan's time, and it's not right for me to take up too much of it, or get in the way by being here. I'll see you later, after her dad gets back from overseas."

Leaning over, she kissed me, and when she stood up again, I told her "I really will look forward to hearing from you, dear. I think we've got some plans to make."

Pleased, she nodded, and headed for the door. A bit later, I heard her car as she drove away.

I stayed there, thinking, until Jan got back, perhaps an hour later.

When she came into the family room, I smiled at her, and said "Enjoy your time at the library?"

"Foo. Libraries suck. All those books, and no cross-reference worth a hoot."

"What are you trying to find out?"

"Oh, I'm just doing some research."

"Want to use one of my computers, and do a search on the net?", I asked.

"Yeah, that would probably work better."

I got up, and we went into my office. There, I brought up a web browser on one of my computers, and got Jan started on it. I hung around a few moments, but she said "Um, Uncle Dan? Can you leave me alone while I do this? It's kind of, well, personal."

Though surprised, I readily agreed, and left her to it, heading back into the family room to read a book and listen to some music.

A couple of hours later, I had Mabel connect me with her. It turned out that she was ready for supper, and hungry for pizza. I ordered it, and let her know when it finally turned up. When she joined me in the family room, she'd brought us a couple of drinks; together, we sat down to watch a little TV as we ate.

When we'd finished, and cleaned things up a bit, Jan came back in to sit next to me on the couch. I could tell that she had something on her mind, so turned off the TV, and just sat there, my arm around her until she was ready.

We sat like that for a while, with a little music playing softly while she got her thoughts in order. After perhaps an hour, Jan finally squirmed around a bit, so that she was facing me a bit more, and pulled my arm around so she could hold my hand in her lap. Looking at her, I could see that she definitely had something on her mind, She started to speak a couple of times, and when nothing came out, got mildly disgusted with herself. I patted her on the knee, and told her "It's okay, Jan. I know something is on your mind, but there's no hurry. Take your time, think about what you want to say, and when you're ready, I'll be right here, ready to listen."

She smiled at me then looked down into her lap for a few moments before looking up again, and saying "Uncle Dan, there's something I want to ask you, but I'm not sure how."

"Would it be easier if you gave me some idea of what you want to ask me is about?"

"Um, it's about us making love."

"Okay, that narrows it down. What is it that you want to know, or should I say, ask?"

"I, uh, was thinking about what Kelly told me you did with her, and you did something with her that I thought that I, um, might want to try, too."