Addicted to Comfort ~*Closed to UKstud*

Lucy grinned widely as they began walking around the mall. Though she felt like there was a lot her uncle was holding back because her mom was there, she could get it out of him though. She scanned the mall to find a clothing store with the shortest of outfits.

"That one." She said pointing to a store. Her mom's brows seemed to furrow.

"Lucy, those clothes are bit too short, don't you think?"

She gave her uncle a look before turning to her mom. "Mom I'm 19 years old. You gotta stop babying me. I mean, you must've worn short skirts and stuff when you were my age didn't you."

She looked between her uncle and mom to see what would happen and whose side he would take. Though she was betting on him taking her side.
 
Casey glared at her brother but closed her mouth as she tried to hide the blush that covered her cheeks. That bathing suit he mentioned was one of the few first things he managed to convinced her to take off when they started this forbidden affair. "Go to hell, Adam." She couldn't help but snap causing Lucy to blink a few times.

Lucy had never seen her mother break her composure before and she had to fight back her own smirk. It seemed like her uncle was really good at that.

"Okay kids, we are here to go shopping for me not reflect on sibling rivalry." Lucy said to the both of them as if she was the adult in this situation. She was being slightly sarcastic about it too. "If the clothes make you uncomfortable mom, you can always wait out here."

It almost seemed like Lucy was more like her uncle than Casey was aware of. "You know what, you're right." She glanced at the two of them trying to show she wasn't bothered. Even though she was incredibly bothered and not even for the reasons Lucy probably thought. Casey knew what a wandering eye Adam always had and it always seemed to be a struggle to keep his attention on her.

And while she hated his attention being on her, she also craved it.

"I will relax. Lead the way, Lucy." She said as she followed them both in the store and Lucy began looking at clothes.
 
Lucy

Lucy grinned as her uncle gave her different types of dresses to try on and giggled at his words. She really wished she’d grown up knowing him because he was funny and fun to be around.

“How about I find some bikinis and things to try on just for you.” Lucy said then paused and added,”I mean in honor of you.”

She was pretending like she hadn’t meant it the way it sounded. Thankfully her mom was enough out of ear shot that she hadn’t heard what Lucy just suggested she also didn’t hear,”Maybe I can show off a new bikini to you one day before we go home…”

A lot of the dresses were either very low cut or very short and there were some dresses that looked only appropriate for the bedroom or if she were going to be in a porno or something. They had cuts in them near the rib cage or the center of her body.

But damn that was hot.

She accepted some of the dresses that he gave her. They were safe enough that her mom wouldn’t completely freak out but also incredibly sexy that her mom probably would freak out regardless. The first dress she tried on was white and incredibly low cut and short.

She could probably get away with wearing it if she had leggings on with it. She came out of the dressing room as her mom had wandered off to look for some dresses as well.

“What do you think uncle Adam?”

~Casey~

The thing about Casey was that she hated her brother. She hated him but also hated when he paid attention to someone else…even her daughter. It had been that way when he’d brought home new girlfriends (after they started fucking) and hadn’t seemed to change.

But also the idea that he was low key training her daughter to be his slut…and he was. She knew the signs and had gone through all of this before when she was younger was arousing. She shouldn’t be turned on by the idea that he was doing what he was doing.

She should be trying to stop it. However at his suggestion she shivered. She hated how her body just instantly responded to him as if they hadn’t been apart for more than 18 years.

She wanted to say yes but she also wanted to slap him and say no. She opened her mouth to say no, in fact but what came out of her mouth was,”Give me 5 or 10ish minutes to find something?”

He was the drug she didn’t want but maybe if she kept him distracted with sex he’d back off Lucy. That was the goal, wasn’t it? With that she went to go look at the more risqué dresses.
 
Lucy found herself blushing at uncle Adam’s compliments. Sure she was toying with him, just trying to see how far she could push when it came to flirting with him but part of her was really starting to enjoy the attention.

“I could probably wear leggings underneath it if it’s too much whenever I decide to wear it.” She said in answer to his question of what she thought about it. She tilted her head as she stared at them in the mirror that was facing her.

She shivered slightly and despite the fact that she already knew what her uncle was capable of — warning bells went off in her head.

As if she was silently warning herself that she was doing too much and that one day he might push for more than what she was comfortable with.

But she knew that.

His hand seemed to trail up her leg and get incredibly close to her ass and now it was trailing over her shoulder. Her body prickled with anticipated excitement when he told her that the dress probably would look better without the bra.

Was she breathing heavy? No, but her heart was pounding quickly especially when she felt her uncle undo her bra clip. She swallowed nervously.

“Now try it without your bra Lucy,”

“Yes, sir.” The only other man who got that sort of respect was her dad, not that uncle Adam would know that. She pulled away from though somewhat reluctantly and went into the dressing room and pulled the bra off. She dropped it on the floor and then came back out almost a little too quickly with anticipation of what would happen next.
 
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