Swimwear, or Lack Thereof
If Greg thought he was going to maintain an air of modesty around the house with his children there, he was sorely mistaken. For one thing, he still had to work every week day, which left the girls alone in the house. On Friday he sat behind his desk at work, daydreaming about the girls all swimming nude in the pool. Or perhaps "fantasizing" was a better word. It was made all the more realistic by the knowledge that it was probably going on even as he was thinking about it. That didn't bother him too much because Jeff had left early that morning to go out with Kari again, leaving only girls in the house. As long as it wasn't in front of anyone of the male persuasion, he considered it perfectly fine if they wanted to go nude around the house or in the pool.
He worried, however, about Saturday. He didn't think most of the girls would take their clothes off in front of Jeff, but Jeff was planning to go out with Kari again. That would leave Greg alone with them. And now that he thought about it, he had seen every one of the remaining girls nude at least once. None of them had seemed to be the slightest bit shy about it. Even little Brit didn't seem to mind parading around topless in front of him.
He woke up Saturday morning worried about what he would do if they decided to swim topless. He realized that if he wanted to, he could simply lay down the law, telling them that they were not to do it. But the problem was that part of him didn't want to. He wanted to see Allison and Rachael, Lissa and Alya, even Brit, topless. They all had such gorgeous bodies, and although two of them were his daughters, they were also sexy young women.
Of course, he had a couple of sexy young women in bed with him right now. Rachael had joined Allison and Greg on Thursday and Friday night, and between the wild sex and his worries, he hadn't gotten much sleep. He figured he would take another nap on Saturday to catch up, after frolicking in the pool with the girls of course.
At the breakfast table that morning, Lissa announced that Alya and she were going to spend the day at the mall. That took care of two of the three girls, leaving only Brit to deal with. He tried to think of some way to get Brit out of the way so that he could enjoy himself with Allison and Rachael alone, but he really couldn't think of anything. True, he could encourage her to spend the day at Crystal's house, but they would have no adult in the house, and that meant that when Jeff took Kari home after their date, he would be in a house with his little sister and no adult supervision. Knowing Kari, she might not be opposed to taking Crystal into one room while Jeff and Brit spent time in another.
After Jeff, Lissa, and Alya left, Allison cleaned up the breakfast dishes, then asked the rest of them if they wanted to go out to the pool. Here it is, he realized. He knew what he should do. He should stay inside all day, so if they took off their clothes, it wouldn't matter. Yes, that was the best solution all around.
"Sounds fun," he smiled.
Brit headed upstairs to change, but Rachael changed downstairs in the bathroom with Allison and Greg. They grabbed some towels and met Brit out on the pool deck. She wore that same red bikini that she had half worn that day he had walked in on her. At least she had the top on this time. Allison and Rachael, of course, wore bikinis as well.
Greg set his towel down on one of the deck chairs, then slowly descended the stairs at the shallow end of the pool into the water. He had just made it to the bottom step when he heard Brit splashing down the stairs behind him, then she suddenly jumped up on his back and clung to his shoulders.
"Hey!" he laughed.
"Hey what?" she asked.
"Hey you're too old for piggyback rides. And I'm too old to be able to hold you up."
"You're not too old," she told him with a grin. "You're just right." She kissed him on the cheek, then climbed down and splashed toward the deeper end of the pool.
Allison and Rachael slipped into the pool as well, taking a few minutes to get used to the cold of the water. It actually felt really nice once he got used to it, especially with the sun quickly heating the air.
It didn't take long for his fears to be realized.
"Greg," said Allison. "You don't mind if I take off my top, do you?"
He stared at her in surprise. It was true that she liked to go topless whenever she swam, and he liked to watch her. And of course, she certainly didn't mind it with Rachael there. But Brit was also swimming with them.
"You mean... right in front of Brit?" he asked.
"I don't mind," Brit told him. "In fact, I want to take my top off too."
"I..." he said. "I don't think..."
"What?" she asked. "You've seen me completely naked before, so it's not like there's a problem."
He didn't know how to respond to that. Although she was his daughter, he always got aroused when he saw her body. With only the thin material of his swimming trunks covering him, that arousal would be painfully obvious. On the other hand, if Allison took her top off too, maybe he could pretend it was her doing it to him.
"Well, I'm not your wife and I'm not your daughter," Rachael grinned, "so I don't have to ask your permission." She immediately reached behind her back and unfastened the strap of her bikini top, then pulled the whole thing off and set it down on the deck.
Greg stared at Rachael, unable to tear his gaze away from her beautiful, young body. It wasn't the first time he had seen it, but he never grew tired of the sight. As he felt his cock starting to swell, he realized that seeing Brit like that would be a moot point.
Allison grinned. "Now that Rachael has exposed herself, I don't see why it would be a problem if I did the same," she said.
He sighed. "Oh, all right," he conceded.
"Me too, Daddy?" asked Brit.
"You might as well," he shrugged, secretly delighted that she was about to show him her body again.
He tried to keep from watching as she unfastened her top and slipped it off of her body, tossing it onto the ground near the pool. His throat went dry as her beautiful young breasts came into view. He knew he shouldn't be having those thoughts, or especially those feelings, about his own daughter, but he really couldn't help it.
The girls all splashed and played as if nothing were out of the ordinary, and Greg tried not to gawk at them. When Brit deliberately splashed him, he tried to act casual, and joined in on the fun, splashing her back. The water fight drenched all of them, and fortunately with the water flying everywhere, he didn't have much chance to stare at their bare chests.
He couldn't keep it up forever though; with the lack of sleep the past few days, he didn't have much energy. So he climbed out of the pool and took a seat in one of the nearby lawn chairs. That served two purposes. First, it gave him a comfortable position to rest in, and second, it gave him an excuse to watch the girls in the pool. Now that he was out of the cold water, his cock began to harden in his swimming trunks, but fortunately they were baggy enough to hide it.
They continued to frolic in the water for several minutes longer, then Brit also got out of the pool. He watched her approach him, such a sexy little girl. She probably didn't even know just how arousing she could be to a man like him. As she picked up a towel and dried herself, he found himself hoping that she wasn't done playing; it would be a shame for her to wrap the towel around herself and cover her beautiful body like that. Fortunately, when she was done she dropped the towel on one of the chairs.
Suddenly, Brit plopped down on his lap, facing him and straddling his waist. She put her hands on his shoulders and gazed at him with a cheerful smile. He realized with alarm that through the thinness of their swimsuits, he could feel everything. In fact, the shaft of his erection was pressing into the fold between her outer lips!
Brit made no sign that she realized what she was doing. "Do you think Crystal will come back with Jeff and Kari?" she asked casually, as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
"I..." he said, finding it hard to concentrate on the words. It took him a few seconds to regain his composure. "Well... maybe. Why do you ask?"
"Just curious. What if Kari and Crystal want to take their tops off too?"
"I'll bet you'd really like that, wouldn't you, Greg?" said Rachael from the pool. "Crystal's a real cutie, and she's got a nice figure."
"That's not funny, Rachael," he told her. "I don't think it would be appropriate for me to see her like that. She's not family, after all."
"Neither is Rachael," Brit pointed out. "Besides, I don't think Crystal would mind. It's not like you're going to try to grope her or anything. Or are you?" she giggled.
"Come on, Brit. You know I would never do anything like that," he insisted.
"Not unless you could get away with it."
"Brit!"
She laughed again, then leaned in and hugged him, surprising him even more. It wasn't the first time he had felt her bare torso pressed up against his like this, and it felt just as nice as last time. Too nice in fact.
"I just like to tease you, Dad," she said, then drew back slightly. But instead of pulling back, she leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Only then did she sit up.
He couldn't believe what was happening. If he didn't know any better, he'd say his own daughter was flirting with him. In fact, there was no way she couldn't feel his hardness between her legs. What did that mean? Just what was going through her mind right now? Usually he didn't even attempt to divine a woman's thoughts; that was a task far beyond the abilities of a mortal man like him. But the possibilities in this case both intrigued and alarmed him.
He knew for a fact that she didn't have the same reservations as other girls when it came to having a relationship with close family members. So she very well might have designs on him. On the other hand, maybe he was reading too much into it. It wasn't uncommon for girls to flirt with their fathers after all, and most of them never ended up doing anything wrong.
"Brit," he croaked, his mouth dry. "Maybe it's time you got off my lap."
"Why, because you have an erection?" she asked playfully.
From the pool, Allison and Rachel both broke down laughing.
"Okay, that does it," he told her sternly. He grabbed her by the waist and literally lifted her off of him, placing her on her feet on the deck beside him.
"I'm sorry," she said penitently. The look in her eyes made him wish he hadn't been so gruff with her.
"Oh, it's all right," he told her with a reassuring smile. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. It's just that you were making me a little uncomfortable. Your teasing is... well..."
"It's okay, Daddy. I guess I just got a little carried away. I miss being able to do this with Jeff, and I just wanted to feel sexy again, if even just for a moment. It wasn't right of me to practice with you like that."
"It's okay," he told her with a smile. "Just don't do it again. Come on. Let's get back in the pool."
They got up and headed down to the water again, where they once more took up the water fight, albeit at a more subdued pace.
He heard the door open at the top of the stairs, and glanced up. Jeff and Kari stood there, staring down at them in shock.
"What's going on here?" Jeff demanded.
Greg glanced around at the girls, realizing just how bad this looked, especially considering that Jeff had seen those photos taken on the boat last summer. No doubt Jeff had some nasty suspicions going through his mind.
"I thought you had gone to Kari's house," Greg said, a feeble attempt to change the subject, or at least to stall the inevitable confrontation. He found himself in the awkward position of trying to come up with an excuse for his behavior to tell his own son.
"I remembered I forgot something, so we came back to get it. Why are Allison, Rachael, and Brit... I mean, I guess it's all right for Allison because she's your wife, and we both know there's no stopping Rachael, but Brit..."
Greg sighed. He had been caught red-handed, and there was nothing to do but tell the truth.
"Would you like me to explain it to him, dear?" Allison asked him.
Greg shook his head. "Give me a minute, Jeff. I'll meet you in the house. Kari, if you don't mind, I need a minute alone with my son."
"That's fine," Kari smiled. "I'll just come down and join the party. You don't mind if I take my top off too, do you?"
"Actually, I do mind," Greg said.
"Just teasing," she laughed.
Greg climbed out of the pool, then dried himself off and put his shirt back on. He headed up the stairs, where Jeff and he entered the house. They each took a seat, Greg in the chair by his desk and Jeff on the bed.
"I know what you're thinking," Greg told his son. "After what happened last summer, you're wondering if there's going to be a repeat of my mistake. I can assure you that there isn't. Nothing has gone on between me and Brit, and nothing will."
"I'm not worried about that," Jeff replied. "I know that after what happened between Brit and me, you're on your guard against anything like that happening in this family again. I just don't think..."
"What?"
"Can I be frank with you, Dad?"
"Of course."
"Okay. Brit and I screwed up, and you set some limits on our behavior because of it. That's fine; it's just something I have to live with. But I come home and see you in the pool with her, and she's practically naked. I'm not allowed to see her in even a swimsuit, but you get to see her topless."
"It's not that I get to do anything. It's just that neither of us minds. Look, I happened to walk in on Brit one day while she was sunbathing topless. We had a talk about it, and decided that it doesn't really bother either of us."
"Dad, it's not a question of whether it bothers you. It just seems to me that if you want me to follow these rules you came up with, you shouldn't be setting a bad example like this. I just think it's a little hypocritical of you."
Greg nodded. "You have a good point. I'll go tell Brit she has to put her top back on."
"Dad, the damage has already been done. Seeing this makes me think you're not committed to the rules at all. I've been trying my hardest to live up to them, and now it looks like all that effort was wasted."
"Look, Jeff..."
"No, you look, Dad. I'm angry at you right now. And I don't think I can live up to the rules you set any more. That doesn't mean that I'm going to go out and have sex with Brit, but if you're just going to change the rules on a whim, I don't think I have any obligation to follow them."
"Jeff, that's not fair."
"No it's not, but that's the way I feel. So here's the deal. Since you've broken my trust, I can't accept any rules that you make up any more."
"Are you threatening me?" Greg glowered.
"No, I'm offering you a compromise. I'll decide the rules, because then I know I can follow them. And don't worry; I'll be reasonable. I think I can come up with something that we both can agree to. The only other option is for me to disobey you, and for you to scold or punish me for it. I don't think either one of us wants that."
Greg sighed. He didn't like being in this position, but then, he had put himself here. Right now Jeff had the upper hand because he was right, and it didn't look like Greg had much of a chance. He could only hope to gain Jeff's trust once more by being conciliatory.
"I'm willing to listen," he told his son.
"Good. So here are my rules. Brit and I are not to be alone together. That much is fine. We are not to sleep in the same bed, or even in the same room. We will not kiss each other, even on the forehead. Hugging will be kept to a minimum, and she won't sit on my lap. Ever. We're going to loosen the restriction on spending time together. Better yet, we'll do away with it altogether. I'll try to be mindful of spending too much time with her, but I don't want to set some absolute maximum. And if you think we're getting a little too affectionate, you can tell us to stop and we will. That's it."
"I noticed you didn't mention anything about attire," said Greg.
"That one's your fault. Since you apparently aren't restricting yourself, then I won't restrict myself either. In fact, I think I'll go drive Kari back home and have her get her swimsuit, then we'll all go out back and play in the pool."
"You mean--"
"Don't worry; Brit and I will both promise not to touch each other. We're just going to have a swim. So those are my rules. Now can you accept them, or are we going to end up yelling at each other a lot?"
Greg gritted his teeth. He really didn't have a choice in the matter. On the other hand, those rules really weren't that bad after all. Jeff was being more than reasonable; he was voluntarily limiting himself, when he really could have just refused to set any rules at all.
"Fine," he replied. "I'm not happy about it, but if you'll do what you said you would, I can't really complain."
Jeff and Kari drove back to her house, where they found Crystal sitting in the front room reading. "That was a short date," the younger girl smiled.
"Actually, we changed our plans," Kari explained. "I'm going to change into my swimsuit, and then we're going back to swim at Jeff's pool."
"Can I come too?" asked Crystal eagerly.
Jeff and Kari glanced at each other. Kari shrugged.
"Okay," said Jeff. "Just keep in mind that Dad's there, and remember the plan."
"Yep," Crystal grinned. "I'm supposed to flirt with him to get him thinking about little girls like me, so that hopefully he'll be willing to fuck his daughter."
"In a nutshell, yes," said Jeff.
"In a nutshell? That wouldn't give them much room."
Jeff laughed, then came over, grabbed her in a headlock, and rubbed her head with his knuckles.
"Hey!" she exclaimed, and he released her with a grin on his face.
"I'll get you back for that," she laughed.
The three of them headed upstairs, where Crystal disappeared into her bedroom while Jeff accompanied Kari into her own. Kari immediately slipped out of her clothes, soon standing nude before him.
"So which one should I wear?" asked Kari, pulling down a couple of coat hangers from the closet. One of them had a conservative one-piece swimsuit hanging on it, while the other one had the tiny little flower-print bikini that she had worn before.
"Neither," he grinned. "I think you look fine with just what you're wearing."
She laughed. "Not just yet," she said. "Not until we've worked on your dad for a while."
"Well, in that case, it depends on if you're feeling a little bold," he said.
"Oh, the bikini's not that bad," she laughed.
"No, I mean, with the one-piece, you can't take off your top."
A broad grin spread onto her features. "He already said I'm not supposed to, but maybe when he sees Crystal in me in these little bikinis, maybe he'll change his mind."
"I'll bet he would. Besides, it's all part of the plan, after all."
"You know, I think I'm going to enjoy prancing around nude in front of him. He's actually a handsome guy, considering his age. I can see where you get your looks."
"Just remember, if you dump me for my dad, that just frees me up to go after your little sister," Jeff teased.
"Oh, don't worry. I'd have to get Allison out of the picture first, and I doubt I'd have much chance there. So I guess you and I are stuck with each other."
"And a good thing, too. It's bad enough having a stepmom only ten years older than me. I can't imagine having one two months younger."
Kari stuck her tongue out at him playfully, then slipped on the bikini bottoms and then her shorts over the top. Knowing how much Jeff liked to see her nude torso, she then put on her shoes and socks, and only afterward did she put the top on. She covered it with a tee shirt, then put her bra and panties in her duffel bag. The two of them headed across the hall, where Kari knocked on Crystal's door and opened it.
Crystal stood in the middle of the room, wearing absolutely nothing. She put her hands on her hips defiantly and glared at them.
"That was rude," she said.
"I'm sorry," Kari replied. "I shouldn't have barged in on you while you were changing."
"No, I meant it was rude to keep me waiting. I had my clothes off five minutes ago, and I've been waiting specifically for you to barge in on me while I was changing."
They laughed, then Jeff and Kari entered the room. Jeff came over and wrapped his arms around Crystal, drawing her in for a long, slow kiss.
"Does that make up for it?" he asked.
"Close," she replied. "But don't think that gets you off the hook until you fuck me silly."
"If that's my punishment, I think I should keep you waiting more often," he grinned.
"By the way," Kari interrupted, "wear a bikini, Crystal. With luck we may be able to take off our tops before the day is through. I'm sure Jeff's dad would love to see a cute little pair of fourteen-year-old tits."
"Actually, these tits are only a couple of years old," Jeff grinned, sliding his hand down and giving one of them a squeeze.
"You've been paying attention, have you?" asked Kari, then came over and squeeze the other one.
"Ooh, you guys are making me so horny!" Crystal exclaimed. "I hope as soon as Greg sees me topless he loses control and ravishes my body right there."
"You know, maybe this isn't such a good idea," commented Jeff. "I'm going to end up losing both of you. And to my own dad, even."
"It's only fair," teased Kari. "You've made love to me, Crystal, Allison, Lissa, Brit, Rachael, and Alya. You wouldn't begrudge Crystal and me one more lover, would you?"
"Nope. But you've already got that one more lover. Each other. So ha!" he grinned.
"Two more lovers then," Crystal said.
"Brit," he countered.
"Okay, you've got us there," said Kari.
"Anyway, if it results in me getting back together with Brit, then I guess I have no cause to complain. You two do what you have to do."
Back at the Primdale mansion, Greg received another surprise when Lissa and Alya appeared at the back door. It was just like the other day, except that this time Brit was topless in the pool too.
"That looks like fun," Lissa grinned. "What do you think, Alya? Should we go put on our bikini bottoms and get in the pool too?"
"I'm game," she replied, and the two of them disappeared into the house.
Greg sighed. He had just lost another battle. On the other hand, considering that it meant being surrounded by beautiful, topless women, he really couldn't bring himself to feel too bad about it. Besides, Kari had also asked if she could go topless too, and at this point he could hardly refuse her, so he would get to see her as well. He probably shouldn't be thinking things like that about his own son's girlfriend, but he had to admit that she was as gorgeous as any of the other girls in the pool. Maybe Crystal would want to come along too. That was even more disturbing, because she was only fourteen. On the other hand, so was Brit.
He was still pondering this when the back door opened again. Lissa and Alya came through, wearing nothing but bikini bottoms and carrying towels. With them were Jeff, Kari, and Crystal, who had no doubt just arrived.
Not surprisingly, Kari spoke up. "I thought you said I couldn't take my top off?" she asked Greg. "So what about Lissa and Alya?"
"Oh, all right," he conceded, rolling his eyes but secretly happy that he would get a chance to see her bare chest.
"Me too?" asked Crystal.
"You might as well," he shrugged. "I don't know whether I should be angry that my house has turned into a den of iniquity, or happy that I get to be surrounded by a bunch of topless girls."
"For a den of iniquity, this is pretty tame," Crystal said. "We ought to all have an orgy."
"Oh, very funny."
Kari and Crystal proceeded to remove their shoes, socks, shorts, tee shirts, and bikini tops, leaving almost nothing covered. Greg tried not to stare, but found it difficult to keep his eyes off of them. Seeing their bare torsos for the first time, he realized that they both had gorgeous bodies. Kari's was, of course, more developed, and she had beautiful womanly curves. Crystal's body had a certain youthful allure to it, probably especially enticing because it was so wrong for him to see her like that, and there was a certain excitement in such naughtiness. He found that what disturbed him the most was the thought of what Allen Williams would do to him if he found out.
Soon, the pool was filled with two men and plenty of girl flesh. Greg was particularly glad for the cold water, which helped to keep down what would otherwise have been a very obvious erection.
The kids all had fun splashing and trying to dunk each other. It seemed that every time they came out to the pool they ended up getting into epic battles. Even a year ago, he would have expected Brit and Jeff to end up getting vicious and taking it far beyond fun, but now they just laughed and enjoyed themselves.
True to his word, though, not once did Jeff so much as lay a finger on his sister. Of course, he laid more than a finger on Kari plenty of times. More than once they got wrapped up together as they fought, and Greg suspected they did it on purpose just so that they could rub their bodies together in an entirely inappropriate way. He couldn't really fault them for it; he often felt like doing the same thing to Allison or Rachael.
Suddenly, Crystal came up behind Greg and leaped on his back in a feeble attempt to push him under the water. Since he was probably twice her weight, that plan didn't go too well, so she just ended up clinging to his back with her arms and legs wrapped around him. Considering her attire, or more properly, her lack of it, that put him in a rather embarrassing situation.
"Crystal!" he chuckled.
"What?" she asked with a grin.
"Um... maybe this isn't such a good idea."
"Why not?"
"Because you're topless. I can feel..."
"My boobs?" she giggled.
"Well.. yeah."
"Don't you like to feel my boobs?" she teased.
"That's not funny."
"Yes it was," she said, but thankfully she slipped off of his back.
That wasn't the end of it though. Brit, who had been snickering from the other end of the pool, said, "Looks like Crystal has the hots for my dad."
Crystal wasn't about to let that get to her though. "Of course I do," she grinned, then turned her attention back to him. "Greg, dearest," she said in the sweetest tone she could. "It doesn't bother you that I'm madly in love with you, does it?"
By now, his face was beet red from mortification. Now it was Jeff's turn to laugh. "It's nice to see Brit and Crystal ganging up on someone else for a change," he smiled. "You might as well enjoy it, Dad. When they get going, there's no stopping those two."
"Oh, I'm sorry Jeff," Crystal said. "Are you feeling jealous because I'm going after your dad now instead of you?"
"I think 'relieved' is the correct word," he replied. "I've finally gotten rid of my girlfriend's pesky little sister. Have fun, Dad."
"You know, I just thought of something," said Crystal. "if you married Kari, and Greg divorced Allison and married me, then I would be my sister's mother-in-law."
"Greg, you're not thinking of divorcing me, are you?" asked Allison with a grin.
"Oh, not you too!" he exclaimed, rolling his eyes.
"I've done everything for you, the cooking, the cleaning, and giving my body to you whenever you want, and now you repay me by having an affair with a fourteen-year-old girl?" Allison teased.
"I'm not having an affair with her!" said Greg. "She's the one who's been coming on to me."
"Either way, it looks like I have a rival. I guess there's only one way to settle this."
"How?" asked Crystal.
"A fight to the death!" Allison immediately lunged toward Crystal, who squealed and fled toward the other end of the pool.
"Help me, Kari!" Crystal pleaded. Kari laughed, then pounced on Allison's back as the older woman passed her. Allison's feet went out from under her, and both girls submerged for a moment.
Greg caught himself staring, and turned away. Apparently the girls were not only exhibitionists, but perfectly willing to touch each other's bodies. While Allison and Lissa had taught him not to read too much into it, he couldn't help but feel a thrill of delight every time he saw a bit of ambiguous lesbian touching.
Lissa, Alya, and Rachael came in on Allison's side, and Brit joined in with Crystal and Kari.
"No fair!" Crystal whined. "it's four against three. And you're all bigger than us."
"I'll join you," offered Rachael.
"Traitor!" Allison said. "My own sister!"
"I'm only doing it because it's so much fun to attack you," she replied, then launched herself at Allison. The two girls wrestled around, leaving Lissa and Alya to fight against Brit and the Williams girls.
Suddenly, Jeff jumped on Lissa's back and dragged her under the water. When they came up, they fought until Alya snuck up behind him and tickled him under the arms, causing him to give an almost girlish shriek and race to safety, to everyone's amusement.
"That's what you get for going against your own family," Lissa taunted.
"Hey, Brit's my family too," he replied. "And Kari's my girlfriend."
"And I'm your mistress," Rachael added, as she grappled with her older sister.
"Yeah, Rachael's my mistress," Jeff grinned.
"Hey!" Kari exclaimed with mock indignation, but she grinned and kissed him on the cheek.
"But Dad still hasn't chosen a side," noted Lissa.
"You would never go against li'l ol' me, would you, darling?" Crystal asked him, batting her eyelashes and causing him to blush again.
"As a matter of fact, being the completely loyal and faithful husband that I am, I'm on my wife's side," he replied.
"Oh sure, just toy with my affections and then discard me when you're through," she pouted. "Well, in that case, let's get him, Kari!"
The two girls dashed toward him, causing him to stare in surprise. He was still staring when they caught him, pouncing on him and knocking him over with a splash. The three of them went underwater in a tangle of bodies, and he noted with delight that for a moment he had both girls' chests pressed right up against him.
Then something happened that he hadn't expected. Crystal reached down and grabbed his swimming trunks. Before he could react, she yanked them down. Kari grabbed him and held him so that he couldn't stop her as she pulled them completely off.
When Crystal emerged, she held Greg's swimming trunks in her hand. Everyone laughed and cheered, and he could hear quite a few catcalls as well.
"That's not funny," he told her, holding out his hand.
Instead, she tossed it over to one of the chairs.
Greg sighed. This was getting out of hand. "Allison," he said, "would you be so kind as to bring me my swimming trunks?" He heard quite a few snickers at that, but he tried to ignore them.
Allison climbed out of the pool and headed over to the chair, where the garment had landed right in the center. She picked it up and smiled at him. "Is this what you want?"
"Yes."
"Too bad," she grinned, then turned and headed toward the stairs up to the house.
The whole pool erupted with laughter at that, and Greg turned beet red. His own wife had betrayed him!
"Wait a minute," called Rachael, then suddenly lunged at Jeff, knocking him over. The two of them went under the water for a moment, and when Rachael returned to the surface, she had his trunks as well, which she tossed to her sister. Jeff, however, simply laughed. Apparently it didn't bother him at all, not surprisingly since most of the girls here had already seen him nude, at least that Greg knew of. He wasn't entirely sure that the rest of them hadn't seen him as well.
"It's only fair," said Allison. "You get to see our boobs, so we should get to see your dicks."
"No, it's not fair," Greg insisted, "because we're completely naked and you're not."
"Good point," she said, then surprised him by dropping her bikini bottoms. "New rule," she announced. "The pool area is for nudists only. No swimwear will be permitted."
Surprisingly, all of the girls agreed. Greg opened his mouth to protest, then as he saw them all taking off their bikini bottoms, he just didn't have the heart to put a stop to it. His embarrassment quickly gave way to arousal.
Lissa was the first to have her swimsuit off, and she tossed it over to Allison. In a moment, the air was filled with flying bikini bottoms, too many for her to catch all at once. They all laughed as she scrambled to pick them all up off the ground. Despite threatening to take them inside, she simply placed them in a heap on one of the chairs instead, but she flashed Greg a challenging look as if daring to go collect his. He just shrugged and grinned.
He probably should have said something. He should have immediately put a stop to it, insisting that everyone put their swimsuits back on. But surrounded by gorgeous boobs and the occasional sight of a beautiful pussy, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Maybe it wasn't so bad after all. Jeff and Brit still weren't touching each other, which was his biggest concern. So what if everyone ran around naked? Brit and Crystal probably just thought it was fun and perhaps just a bit naughty, and everyone else was already having sex with someone here, so they all had an outlet for any arousal they felt. All he knew was that Allison and probably Rachael too were going to get the fucking of a lifetime tonight.
Unfortunately, Crystal decided that teasing him was too fun to stop, so she kept at it. She blew him kisses, yawned and stretched seductively right next to him, yelped and pretended he had pinched her behind, and even did backflips in the water, giving him tantalizing glimpses of her young pussy. Worse still, she jumped on his back again and wrapped her arms and legs around him, even taking the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek. Brit, of course, made it worse by teasing her friend about it, which only encouraged Crystal to see just how far she could push the boundaries.
When she reached out as she was passing him and grabbed his cock for a moment, he knew that she had crossed the line. It was just a quick motion, one squeeze, and then she released it and continued on her way. She didn't glance back at him or giggle or wink or anything. It had been so sly and instantaneous that probably nobody knew about it but her and him. He probably should have said something, but he didn't want to draw attention to what she had done, and probably embarrass himself even more. A brief vision of Allen with a shotgun in his hands flashed before his eyes.
Eventually, everyone started getting tired, so they began climbing out of the pool one by one. Greg felt embarrassed about getting out of the water and having everyone see his erection, so he was the last one out. Jeff, on the other hand, seemed to have no problem with it. He climbed out, exposing his lower half to all the girls and just grinning at the whistles and catcalls. He was just as hard as Greg, and when Rachael grabbed his cock and gave it a few strokes, Greg just stared in shock at the blatant sexual display in front of him.
"I'll do the same to you," she offered Greg, who by now was the only one still in the pool.
"Come on, Dad!" Brit grinned. "We all showed you ours. Now it's time to show us yours."
"Yeah, show us what you've got!" Crystal added.
"Um..." he said, growing red. There was no chance of him getting out discreetly now, with most of the girls staring at him.
Crystal leaned in and whispered something in Brit's ear, and Brit giggled and nodded. He didn't like the look of that.
Suddenly, the two girls bolted down the swimming pool stairs and charged straight for him. Before he knew what was happening, they grabbed his arms and tried to pull him toward the stairs. He was too strong for them, though, and they couldn't make any progress.
Not until Lissa and Alya jumped into the pool behind him and began pushing, that is. With the four girls ignoring his protests and pushing and pulling him, he didn't stand a chance. Slowly they managed to drag him into the shallower water, right to the stairs. He made one last desperate attempt to break free, then they dragged him up the steps and out of the water, exposing his rock-hard erection to everyone's view.
Rachael came over and grabbed his cock, pumping it up and down several times as he stood there frozen in shock. When she let go, Crystal shocked him even more by doing the same, then released him and broke down into a fit of giggles.
Finally, he regained control of his senses, and hurried over to grab a towel to wrap around himself.
"Looks like you've got yourself quite a fan club," Allison commented with a laugh. "You might as well enjoy it."
Fortunately, after heading back up to the house, everyone got dressed after that. Crystal continued to tease him, but now that they were dressed, it wasn't half as embarrassing.
Everyone was cheerful as they sat in the living room and talked, or played games or watched movies downstairs for the rest of the afternoon. Something had changed in the atmosphere, due to their nudity together. It was as if all secrets had been revealed, so there was no point hiding anything anymore. They seemed to be much more relaxed. Even Greg and Alya, the closest thing to enemies in this group, found themselves joking together.
He managed to steal away to take a long and much needed nap that afternoon, locking the bedroom door so that Crystal wouldn't try to sneak into bed with him. She probably wouldn't be that bold, but he wasn't entirely sure.
To his relief, Jeff drove Kari and Crystal home that afternoon, thereby temporarily relieving his father of the most immediate threat. Jeff returned in time for supper, during which the jovial atmosphere continued.
"We should do that again some time," Brit suggested during the meal. Greg just stared at his plate, trying to ignore the looks everyone was throwing him. After all, he was the most likely to object.
In the end, he neither agreed nor disagreed. By pretending he didn't hear her suggestion, he remained noncommittal. He wasn't sure whether he wanted a repeat of that morning's fun.
He had his usual talk with Jeff and Brit that evening before bed, during which Brit asked him point blank whether it was all right if they swam naked again. He said he would think about it, the best answer under the circumstances. She gave him a goodnight kiss, then he headed back downstairs, where Allison and Rachael were waiting for him.
In the morning, Jeff woke to the delightful discovery that Allison had crept into his bed, She lay there in the nude, smiling at him. As soon as she noticed that he was awake, she reached out and started running her hand over his chest.
"Jeff," she said, "your father and I had a talk last night. He told me all about your confrontation. I'm impressed that you stood up to your father like that."
"Impressed?" he asked. "You're not going to lecture me about being rebellious and all that?"
"Why should I lecture you? You did exactly what needed to be done. Right now, Greg needs to get used to the idea that as long as he thinks we can go back to the way we were, he's not going to have control. The sooner he accepts that and learns to live with it, the better. Just don't get into the habit of arguing with Greg, because he really does want what he thinks is best for you. I just happen to believe that he's wrong in this particular case."
"I'm glad you came up here to tell me that," he said. "I was worried that I had done more harm than good."
"Actually, that's not the reason I came up here," she told him.
"Why did you, then?"
She grinned. "I was wondering if you had a kiss for Mommy," she said.
Jeff grinned back. "I always have a kiss for Mommy," he replied, reaching out to draw her to him.
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