Gee, I'm horny today, Wendy thought. It was early in the afternoon and Wendy had just finished putting the last of her clothes into the tall bureau by the wall. Now there was nothing to do but play with her cunt.

Naked except for one of her father's long t-shirts, the horny daughter flopped on the bed at immediately spread her nubile thighs, whimpering as she stuck a finger into her gooey, black-haired cunt. Why did Daddy have to drive downtown for the afternoon? She wondered peevishly. He could have just stayed home and fucked my juicy cunt!

Wendy pulled the bottom of the shirt up to her belly, spreading her legs wider and wiggling her ass as she stuck a second finger into her creamy cunt. She thought hungrily of her father's huge, throbbing cock as she jacked herself off. She wanted to fuck her father more than ever now that they had a new home, but she also knew that was probably the reason he'd gone on the errands. He was afraid of fucking her here, as much as he wanted to. He was afraid of being caught.

But nobody could catch them! The walls and door were thick and they would have had plenty of time to hear anyone coming down the stairs to the basement. Wendy glanced at the slit-like windows just under the ceiling. That was about the only way for anyone to see them, she thought. And the windows had drapes.

Suddenly curious about what was out there, Wendy stopped playing with her pussy and hopped off the bed. She grabbed a chair and, placing it against the wall, climbed onto it to peek through the narrow windows. At first all she saw was a pound level view of the backyard garden. Then she happened to notice her Uncle Bob, pulling some weeds about ten feet away.