The Family Fun

The house was quiet when I came in from the garage. As I set my lunch pail on the counter, I looked out the kitchen window. Ginny, my wife, was sitting on the chaise. She was rubbing sunscreen on her legs. She was wearing her string tie bikini. I cleaned out my lunch pail and rinsed the thermos before changing clothes.

I changed into a pair of shorts and flip-flops. I got a book and a couple of bottles of chilled water. I looked out of the kitchen window again. Ginny was lying on a the grass on a blanket. She had her ear buds in and she was reading a magazine. I noticed the bikini top was untied.

She’s a beautiful woman after twenty-three years of marriage to the likes of me and being the mother to two kids, plus making a home and having a career.

She glanced up as I walked across the lawn, ‘Hello, dear.’

‘Hi, Beautiful. Goofing off, I see.’

‘Yes,’ she smiled and propped herself up on her elbows, ‘It was quiet so I decided to close the shop early and come home and goof off.’

I love looking at her cleavage when she props herself on her elbows. I knelt beside her on the blanket. After putting the book and water down, I began to rub her shoulders and back. I eventually worked my way down her back to her butt. I rubbed her buttocks through the fabric covering them.

‘Cut that out.’

‘Why?’

‘The neighbors might see.’

‘You know we don’t have any neighbors,’ I laughed, ‘And if we did, they would be jealous of your gorgeous butt.’ I untied the strings and moved the fabric. Leaning over, I kissed her bare butt. ‘You’ve got the same killer butt that you had when we met.’

She rolled onto her side and grinned, ‘You always were an ass man.’

‘That’s why you’ve been stuck with me all of these years.’

‘Come here.’

I crawled up next to Ginny’s head. She unzipped the fly of my shorts and put her hand inside.

‘What if the neighbors are watching?’

She grinned, ‘There are no neighbors, but if there was, they’d be envious of your handsome tool., She pulled my cock through the fly, pushed the bit of foreskin back with her thumb and sucked me into her mouth. ‘Mmmm. That’s a taste of what might be on the menu for tonight. And we better cut this out before the kids get home.’

Ginny retied her top and bottom and I tucked myself back in and zipped up.

‘Speaking of the kids, where are they? I expected they would be lying out here in the sun since this if their first weekend home.’

‘They went shopping. There was a note on the kitchen table when I came in.’

‘Shopping? The first year of college really has changed Tommy. I can see Susan going shopping right away, but Tommy? He hates shopping.’

‘All I know is what the note said.’ She sat up, ‘I think they just got home. I heard a car door slam.’

Ginny stretched out on her blanket and I sat on the chaise. We were both reading and sipping water when the kids came out of the house.

‘Hi, Pops! Hi, Mom!’ Susan shouted as she strode across the lawn. I watched her as her long, slim legs ate up the distance. Tommy almost was trotting to catch up with her. ‘Whatcha’ doing.”

I put by book down, ‘We’re just reading. How was the shopping, Tommy?’ He grinned.

‘Now don’t get on Tommy’s case, Dad. I asked him to go with me. I wanted his opinion on a dress that I’ve been looking at.’

‘Susan has a new guy whom she has her eye on and she thought this dress would catch his eye.’

‘I think Susan is eye-catching enough. He can’t be very astute, if she hasn’t caught his eye already.’

‘Oh, Mom.’ Susan took off the beach cover up that she was wearing. Tommy whistled. Susan looked like she was nude, but she was wearing a flesh colored string bikini. It was basically three tiny triangles of cloth and about seven or eight pieces of string.

‘That’s a little too casual,’ Ginny smiled, ‘Isn’t it?’

Tommy grinned, ‘If you wore that, your new guy would be impressed!’

‘Unless he’s dead,’ I chimed in.

Susan pouted, ‘I couldn’t wear this to the beach. I wear it just for sunbathing since I can’t sunbathe in the altogether.’

‘Why can’t you?’

‘Susan grinned, ‘Because, Tommy, the neighbors might see.’

She looked great! Susan is almost twenty-two. She’ll be a college junior. She looked like her mother. Same slim legs. Same killer butt. She was taller and she wasn’t as busty as Ginny. But, then she hadn’t had two kids, either.

Tommy pulled his oversized long t-shirt over his head. He wasn’t wearing much more than Susan. He had on a wine colored thong suit that emphasized his almost bare butt and his crotch.

Susan whistled, ‘Where’s your club to beat back the girls.’

‘Tommy blushed, ‘I bought it on a dare by a girl at school.’

‘You may have won the dare, but she was a winner too. If you wore that for her.’

Tommy did look good. Strong legs. Wide chest and back. Good arms. The way his crotch was emphasized was certainly eye catching.

Ginny stood up, “I’d better get dinner started. How’s hamburgers and salad sound?”

While we ate dinner, the subject of nudity , in general, and nudity at home, in particular, came up. Tommy looked around the table. He mentioned he remembered going to nude beaches and Susan remembered the nudist clubs we used to visit. They wondered why we stopped going to the beaches and clubs. Ginny and I told them that part of it had to do with our jobs then and a big part of it was pressure from family. We were ‘strange to enjoy running around in the buff’ and ‘we weren’t being good parents when we let our kids see all of those nekkid people.’

They both lamented how social and peer pressure interfered in people’s lives.