Uncle Jesse Full House Novels & Stories

Jesse pressed herself against me, "No. Seems Frank had a little adventure with his sister when they were younger. He is, we might say, enlightened." "Wow". Was the only thing I could think to say. Jesse laughed and hugged me, letting her hands go down and hold my ass. I did the same, loving the feel of her hard, young flanks in my hands. She sighed. "So, dad, now that you know how long I've wanted to seduce you, and now that you know my husband approves, know that you masturbated watching your daughter fuck another man and after you masturbated with my drenched thong on your face and, after you fucked your daughter out on your deck, how do you feel?"

And WORST of all… he's Conrad’s uncle! But… Why is he wet?

"Uncle." Neither of us moved.

"You think you're smart, don't you? How dare you seduce my uncle, just to get back at me. That was so fucking low of you." I glared at him furiously, but said nothing. "I thought you were a more responsible woman than this, but I was so wrong. You're no better than the whores on the street. Fucking slut!" Despite myself, his words stung. "And you know what?" He continued. "I'm sure my uncle doesn't even love you. He doesn't give a shit about you. He's just using you to become the CEO, and you are stupid enough to fall for his tricks."

As he left, the familiar comfort of his mother’s home lingered in his mind, even as he returned to his world filled with its own share of complications. _____ Reese burst through the door with an energy she could barely contain, her excitement radiating off her in waves. She saw Chelsea lounging on the couch, casually flipping through a magazine, completely unaware of the news about to be dropped on her. “Chelsea!” Reese shouted, her voice practically a squeal. Chelsea looked up, startled, but seeing the gleam in Reese’s eyes, she couldn’t help but smile. “What’s got you all riled up?” Reese bounced over, dropping onto the couch beside her, eyes wide with excitement. “I got an opportunity! A

I couldn't let him catch me unaware again. Clenching my purse firmly in my hands, I walked into the hotel and checked in. Then I made my way to the penthouse in the elevator, different thoughts swarming in my head. I had to do some research. I had to know about him. The moment I entered the penthouse, I kicked off my heels and went straight to my computer, typing his name on the internet to search. But all I got was information about his family and nothing more. He really was Marco's uncle. He was one of the two sons of the chairman—Richard Blackwell, and the only child of his mother. But that was all the personal information about him.

" he asked. I smirked. "I'm your little uncle's wife now." "My uncle's wife?" then He laughed loudly. "Anyway, now my little uncle is no different from a dead man, as long as I want, you will still be mine! Sooner or later!" I met him with a sharp look. "In your dreams!" I didn't expect that the man I married was my ex-boyfriend's uncle. However, my plan to take revenge on my boyfriend and step-sister will not change.

She smelled like booze and puke, more specifically. “I had an ace of a night, still woke up alone though but--” Jesse’s mom began to push her toward the bathroom and I shook my head, going to find Dough. I sat on a couch in the living room as he paced, still on the phone. When he finally finished, he sat by me and took my hands. “It’s going to work out, I’ve seen it,” he said, calmly. I gave him a sideways look. “Seen what exactly,” I asked, desperate for an answer.

“Miss Storm.” Eveline stood rooted to the spot as he walked into the room, a polite smile on his lips. He walked over to her, stretching out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Dr. Roswood. I’ll be handling your father’s case.” She couldn’t say a word. Her lips wouldn’t move and her brain went blank. Was this a prank? Lucien Roswood, Shane’s uncle? He wasn’t wearing the sweatpants anymore.

“Get me a wheelchair and proceed with my discharge, I'm going to see Clara. Now that he thought about it he felt Clara was to impatient and Arthur his uncle had walked in with her, he also left with her. His mind was a rollercoaster of thoughts as he felt there was more to Clara and his uncle that just coincidence. Few minutes later Kate walked in with a wheelchair and a nurse as they both helped him onto the chair, he was later wheeled out and also helped into Kate's car as she drove him home, “ take me to see Clara, I want to talk to her.” Kate's hands in the steering wheel stopped for one second before she changed directions to the Thorne's corporation. Getting there under five minutes th