Rachael comes to visit.
Chapter 90
Auntie Rachael Returns

On Thursday after Greg left for work, Allison held another "family council" to discuss the plan. Brit, Crystal, and she had spent a good deal of their time out at the pool the prior evening, and they had coaxed Greg into joining them. He had done plenty of gawking at the girls in their bikinis, and not just at Allison or even Crystal, but at Brit as well. He tried to be discreet about it, but Allison kept one eye on him the whole time, and caught him leering several times.

With less than a week left before Rachael arrived, she wanted everyone to be prepared to lose their clothes at a moment's notice. Rachael would be the instigator, but she suggested that everyone be ready to follow her lead. Jeff asked, not surprisingly, if he would be allowed to be present on some of these occasions, and Allison reassured him that pretty soon there would be so much nudity at the Primdale mansion that he was bound to end up in the middle of it sometimes no matter how often he stayed away.

On Friday, Jeff turned seventeen. They decided to throw him a pool party, and he invited several of his friends. Mike, Jesse, and Rick came, and not surprisingly, Rick asked if he could bring his little sister Amy along. Knowing what he did about their relationship, Jeff could hardly say no. Besides, it gave him an excuse to allow Kari, Brit, and Crystal to invite over all their sexy young friends too. Jeff could think of no better birthday present than to be surrounded by a bunch of cute girls in swimsuits. Kayla Fallon and Vanessa Moon came along, as well as Shelley Hooper, Gwen Franks, and Erica Bryant from the volleyball team. Brit and Crystal brought Kimmy Nelson and the Dover twins. Mike even asked if he could bring along his girlfriend Holly.

Since it was Jeff's birthday, Greg made an exception to the rule that Jeff and Brit couldn't be in swimsuits together. With a whole crowd of people there, it wasn't as if there would be any opportunity for the two kids to get into trouble.

They had barbecue hamburgers on the upper deck outside the back door, and afterward everyone jumped in the pool. Brit, Crystal, and the Dover girls spent most of their time ganging up on Jeff trying to dunk him. He enlisted Kari's help to retaliate, and it helped a little, although they were still outnumbered and therefore ended up on the losing end of that battle more often than not. As expected, Jesse stared and drooled over Allison almost the entire time, probably remembering what she looked like naked. It certainly didn't help that she wore a bikini rather than a more conservative one-piece swimsuit. Mike stared sometimes too, and even Rick couldn't help but steal the occasional glance, though Vanessa and Amy caught on and spent the rest of the afternoon teasing him about it and trying to distract him.

Lissa and Alya provided a little maturity among the otherwise younger group, though they too eventually joined in the fun. And Allison, of course, had as much fun as anyone.

Jeff got a little surprise later that afternoon when he caught Gwen and Erica kissing on the other side of the house where the partygoers couldn't see them. Erica shrugged and grinned sheepishly as her face turned bright crimson, but Gwen just laughed and kissed her again. Jeff gave them the thumbs-up sign, then turned around and walked away, giving them their privacy. He was glad that the two of them had gotten together; at least someone had a happy ending. He was still waiting for his own.

All in all, the party was a big success, though there was one birthday present that wouldn't arrive until the next week. He had hoped that Rachael would be there on his birthday, because she would no doubt want to give him a special present that night. Still, having her come at all would be fun, and she didn't necessarily need an excuse to give him that kind of present. He knew it was kind of selfish to fantasize about Rachael when he already had Kari, Crystal, Allison, and now Lissa and Alya sleeping with him, but try as he might, he just couldn't make himself feel guilty about it.

Kari, of course, would have been happy to give him that kind of birthday present, but with all the partygoers around, and him being the guest of honor and all, there was no chance for privacy. That was fine; he would have plenty of chances with her later.

When the day ended and all their friends headed home, Allison made up for Rachael's absence. As if reading his mind, she took Jeff up to his room that night and climbed into bed with him. They stripped off their clothes, and she fucked Jeff through two orgasms. It was the kind of birthday present that made him forget all about his aunt, for the moment at least.

Of course, his forgetfulness didn't last long, with Rachael arriving in a couple of days. Only Allison seemed more excited and anxious than Jeff. They both were almost on edge the day before she Rachael was scheduled to arrive. Jeff could hardly concentrate on anything, and of course Brit took it as a great opportunity to tease him about it. He didn't mind; it was no secret that he thought his Auntie Rachael was a very hot woman.

That night, he could hardly sleep. That actually worked to his benefit, because he woke up late, leaving less time before she would arrive. That still didn't keep him from spending a good deal of his time pacing that morning.

Greg took the day off from work to be there when she arrived. After what he had gone through for the past few months, and especially the past few weeks with Alya here, he was looking forward to seeing a welcome face for a change.

When lunch time came around, Jeff ate his food almost unconsciously, not even realizing he had eaten until he stared down at his plate and found it empty. They all then retired to the living room to wait for their new guest.

When they heard Rachael's car drive up, Jeff immediately hopped out of his seat and strode to the front door. Normally he didn't want to seem too eager to see a girl, but by now everyone in the house knew that he had had sex with her, so it was kind of pointless to try to deny just how much he liked her. He opened the door and waved to Rachael as she pulled into the driveway and parked her car.

She climbed out of her car and stretched seductively, no doubt deliberately forming it into a provocative pose to try to get him excited. She gave him a wink as soon as she was finished, then blew him a kiss. She walked over to him and threw her arms around him.

"Oh, it's so good to see you!" she exclaimed.

By this point, most of the rest of the family had gathered around the front door too, so she went around the group giving them each a hug, reserving an extra big one for her sister. When she got to Alya, she stopped.

"So you must be Alya," said Rachael with a smile. "I was right."

"Right about what?" asked Alya.

"When Lissa called me in January and told me she had a girlfriend, I knew that any girl who could turn her into a lesbian must be damn sexy."

Alya blushed, but she also laughed. Lissa had warned her about Rachael's personality after all, basically saying that Rachael was like Meg, only bisexual instead of strictly lesbian.

Rachael gave her a hug as well, then Greg suggested she come in and have a seat on the couch. She sat down and sighed, grinning at everyone. "It's been way too long since I was here," she said. "I need to visit more often than just once a year."

"You can visit as often as you want," Allison told her. "Isn't that right, Greg?"

"Our house is your house," he told Rachael.

"Oh good," Rachael grinned. "At my house I usually go around in my underwear all day." She began unbuttoning her blouse.

"Stop that!" Allison scolded, swatting her hand.

"She really is like Meg," Alya laughed.

"Jeff, would you be a dear and go get my luggage out of my car?" asked Rachael. "I'm exhausted after that long drive."

"Sure," he smiled.

"I'll help," offered Greg. They headed outside to the car, and between the two of them they carried her bags into the house, setting them down in the great hall. Jeff was almost disappointed to see upon her return that she was still fully clothed. With Rachael, one never knew whether that talk of stripping down to her underwear was a joke.

"We've got the spare room made up for you again," said Greg. "Jeff and I will be happy to help carry your luggage upstairs."

"I appreciate it, but forget the spare room," Rachael smiled. "Jeff's room will do nicely."

"Rachael!" Allison exclaimed. Everyone stared at Rachael in shock, even Jeff.

"What?" she asked. "I want to do my part to help Jeff and Brit get over each other."

"Rachael, maybe you shouldn't..." Allison began.

"Everyone here knows about the situation between them, so there's no point pretending it's a secret. Besides, I'm not the only woman helping Jeff get over his little sister," she said with a wink at Allison.

"But moving in with Jeff..." said Lissa.

"What better way? Besides, I missed his birthday, so I need to make up for it with an extra special present."

They continued to stare at her, but Jeff's face broke out into a wide grin.

"See?" she said. "Jeff likes the idea."

"I still don't know if I'm comfortable with it," said Greg.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Rachael told him. "If you're jealous, I'm happy to give you a little one-on-one time too, Greg. And anyone else who's interested. Lissa? Alya?"

Allison rolled her eyes, but she wore a grin on her face. "You never cease to amaze me," she laughed.

"I think for now we'll put your luggage in the spare room," Greg said. "Whether you actually sleep in there or not... well, we'll discuss that later."

"Okay, but I still want to give Jeff a belated birthday present tonight."

Greg sighed. "I guess that's up to Kari and him. As long as she gives her permission, I really don't have any objections, although I would have hoped you wouldn't be so obvious about it."

"I'll give her a call right now," Jeff grinned. He hopped up off the couch and headed into the hall to the phone. The others tried not to eavesdrop as he made the call, but it was hard not to, especially when he asked his girlfriend point blank whether she had any objections to Rachael having sex with him that night. He returned a minute later with the grin still on his face.

"Looks like it's a date," he told Rachael.

"You know, Jeff," said Alya, "you're about the luckiest boy I know. Not only is your father letting you sleep with a girl right in this house, but your girlfriend just gave you permission, too."

"For the record, I don't like it, but considering the alternative, I'm willing to compromise," Greg mumbled.

"And don't forget he gets to have wild sex with his sexy stepmother whenever he wants to," Rachael added.

"I can't believe you just said that," Allison told her, growing red. Rachael was about the only person on the planet who could make her blush.

"Why not?" asked Rachael. "That's not a secret to anyone in this room either. You told me how much you enjoyed having him shove his great big cock up your pussy, and how much you loved the taste of his cum as he shot his load down your throat--"

"That's enough!" Allison shouted. Rachael quieted down, but she kept a grin on her face.

To avoid a return to the subject, Greg and Jeff set to work hauling her suitcases up the stairs and to the spare room. Jeff would have been happy having her move in permanently with him, but it looked like he wouldn't get the approval from his dad to take things quite that far. Still, she was just right down the hall and could slip into his bedroom any time she wanted. He decided not to lock the door during the whole time she was there. With so many hot girls in this house willing to have sex with him, he figured that privacy was overrated.

The rest of the afternoon, Rachael caught up on old times with everyone. She focused particularly on Alya, whom she had never met before. The two of them seemed to get along, maybe because Rachael was so much like Meg, and Alya had gotten used to her roommate's constant teasing and flirting. Rachael also focused quite a bit on Jeff, though her comments tended to be somewhat on the obscene side when she did. On more than one occasion Allison had to reprimand her and change the subject, but somehow the conversation always seemed to wander back to Jeff and what Rachael wanted to do with him.

Dinner was a little better, since they had the food to occupy them. Even Rachael toned down her naughty remarks somewhat. They had ice cream for dessert, after which Rachael wanted to go downstairs and play some ping-pong. That seemed like a good way to get her mind off of sex, so the whole family joined them downstairs. Rachael and Jeff teamed up against Lissa and Alya. Rachael was a little rusty, so Jeff and she lost the first couple of rounds, but then she got her game back and played much more competitively.

In the mean time, Greg and Allison shot pool. They offered to let Brit join in, but she was happy just watching. All in all, everyone had a fun time, and the time passed so quickly that they were surprised to look at the clock and realize that it was nearly bedtime.

Jeff glanced at Rachael, who gave him a wink to let him know that she was thinking the same thing that he was.

"Well, I've had a long day, and I'm getting tired," she said. "I think I'll turn in. Coming, Jeff?" She stood up and held out her hand to him.

Jeff couldn't help grinning as he rose to his feet and took her hand. He glanced over at Brit, hoping that she wouldn't be too jealous, but he saw her smiling too.

"Have fun, you two," she told them.

The two of them left the room and ascended the stairs. They entered Jeff's room, and he closed the door behind them. Rachael glanced around. "Ah yes," she said. "I know this room well."

"What do you mean?" asked Jeff. "Last time, I was in a different room."

"Yes, but this is where I seduced Lissa," she replied.

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that."

"That doesn't bother you, does it?" asked Rachael. "That I slept with your sister?"

"Why should it bother me?" he asked. "So did I."

Rachael laughed. "So Allison's suspicions about last Christmas were true," she said.

"That and last week. We've been doing a little girlfriend swapping."

Rachael laughed again. "Wow, Jeff! You're even more promiscuous than me. Is there girl in this house you haven't had sex with?"

"Let's see... nope."

"Well then, I'd better get working. I only have a couple of months to catch up. Of course, I'm not going to settle for a tie; I play to win. I plan to have sex with one more person in this house than you."

"If you're talking about my dad, I think I'll concede that one to you," he laughed. "But that's for later. Right now, I've booked your time all night."

Rachael wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. Jeff held her to him, enjoying the warmth of her body. When Rachael drew back, she had a smile on her face. "It's been far too long since I did that," she said. "It's not fair that I only get to visit once a year."

"You know, we have plenty of extra rooms," said Jeff. "I wouldn't complain if you wanted to move in."

"Careful, or I might take you up on that offer."

She released him, but only so that she could grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it over his head. Jeff returned the favor, slipping off her shirt to reveal her bra-clad chest. He took a second to admire it, then reached around her back to unfasten her bra. By now he was getting to be somewhat of an expert at it. Once the clasps were unhooked, he grabbed the ends and pulled them forward off of her chest, letting her gorgeous tits spring free.

"Now that's what I miss," Jeff grinned. "May I?" He reached out for her breasts, pausing only long enough for her to nod her head in permission. He grabbed hold of them and gave them a squeeze.

"You like my boobs, do you?" she asked.

"Oh yeah."

"Well, you can play with them all you want. Any time you want."

"No time like the present," he grinned, continuing to fondle her. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, enjoying how they hardened. Rachael smiled, obviously enjoying the sensation even more than him. As long as she was willing to let him toy with her, he would take advantage of it.

As he groped her, Rachael reached down and unfastened his belt. She then unbuckled and unzipped his pants.

"Your fly's undone," she commented.

"Oh," he replied. "I would take care of it, except my hands are preoccupied with something much more fun right now. Why don't you do something about it?"

"Like this?" she asked, then yanked his pants down. They fell in a pile around his ankles.

"That's exactly what I had in mind," he told her. "Of course, now I feel a little underdressed. I think we should change the dress code so that I don't feel so uncomfortable." He grabbed her own pants and pulled them down too. They both stepped out of their pants and stood facing each other again.

"I think we should make this the permanent dress code around here," Rachael suggested.

"I wouldn't mind that a bit," replied Jeff. "But you're going to have to take it up with my dad," replied Jeff.

"I will," she smiled.

"With anyone else, I would think they were joking. But with you, I'm not so sure."

"Well, if we're going to change the dress code, let me make one more suggestion."

"I think I know what you have in mind. And I agree with it."

They grabbed each other's underwear and together they pulled them down. A moment later, they stood there completely naked.

Rachael immediately grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. "This is also something I've been missing," she commented.

"Me too," he replied. "But I think it would be more fun in bed."

"Everything's more fun in bed," she grinned. They sat down together on the bed, and Rachael immediately returned her hand to his cock. Jeff lay back, giving her plenty of room to play with her new toy. Her hands caressed it firmly but gently, taking long, slow strokes. Jeff began to squirm on the bed as she toyed with him, his body reacting instinctively to her touch. He always enjoyed this part of lovemaking especially, the warm-up as they began to lose control of themselves.

He wasn't going to let her have all the fun though. He reached out and slipped his own hand between her legs. Rachael lifted her knee to give him better access, and he took full advantage of it, rubbing her from the base of the slit all the way to her clitoris. She moaned every time he touched her there, her own body falling under the same spell as his. She soon grew moist there, ready to go on to the next stage.

Finally, Rachael released his cock and lay down on her back next to him. Jeff rolled over on top of her, getting into position to enter her. He lined up his cock with her hole and lowered his body to press inside. Rachael groaned with pleasure as he penetrated into her body.

As soon as he bottomed out, he lifted his hips back up a couple of inches and pressed down again. He repeated the motion, gradually getting into a rhythm. Rachael's own body reacted to that rhythm, rising up to meet him with every thrust.

Over and over again he drove into her body. He slammed her hard, the way she liked it. With most of the other girls he had made love to, he had to be gentle and tender, not that he had any problem with that. He actually preferred to take his time and enjoy it. But Rachael preferred it hard, raw, and passionate. She seemed to be the exception to the rule that sex was mostly emotional for girls; with her, the physical sensation was good enough, provided he did it hard enough to please her.

As he thrust deep into her, the two of them worked themselves into a frenzy, grunting and moaning and panting and screaming as they slammed their bodies together. They were so loud that Jeff suspected that everyone in the house could hear them. But he didn't care. It was no secret that they were fucking; let everyone hear it first hand.

Rachael hit her peak first, judging by the sudden increase in pitch and volume of her screaming and the vise-like pressure as her cunt muscles squeezed down on his cock. That set him off too, and his own body spasmed, his cock jerking inside her as it spurted over and over again. Their screaming gradually tapered off, coming down from the heights of pleasure as the ecstasy faded.

They lay there panting for a minute, gripping each other tightly and enjoying the feel of each other's hot, sweaty bodies pressed together. Then Jeff rolled off of her and lay down next to her.

She turned her head to smile at him. "That settles it," she said. "I'm going to have to do that a lot while I'm here. Two or three times a day if I can."

"Careful, or you'll wear me out," he laughed.

"Okay, I'll have to pace myself. I'll give you just enough sex to keep you satisfied until the next time I visit."

"Good plan," he smiled, then closed his eyes, yawned, and drifted off to sleep.


Downstairs in the master bedroom, Greg had a restless sleep. Despite a session of mind-blowing sex with Allison, he had a hard time sleeping, with the knowledge that his son was upstairs having sex with Rachael. It wasn't that he was jealous; Greg had no more claim over Rachael than Jeff did. And the thought of sharing a woman with another man bothered him less than he expected it would, especially since he had even shared his own wife with his son. But he wondered whether he was doing the right thing by letting his teenage son be so promiscuous. Jeff had slept with Allison and Rachael, and although they never came right out and admitted it, Greg was pretty sure he sometimes slept with Kari too. Having three partners was certainly not normal for a boy his age.

It was all for Brit's sake, but Greg sometimes felt that he was sacrificing one of his children for the other. Or to put it more bluntly, that he was choosing between his kids. True, the psychological damage was potentially much worse for a girl than for a boy, and Brit was still just a child in his opinion, but perhaps it was wrong to let Jeff get away with so much.

He finally fell asleep to troubled dreams and half a dozen periods of waking.

In the morning he felt much better; the night always brought on worries, most of them unfounded. He glanced over and saw Allison sleeping peacefully. She was so beautiful like that, with that half-smile on her lips that she always wore when asleep. It would be a shame to wake her, so he didn't. He merely kissed her cheek, then climbed out of bed and made his way into the bathroom for a shower.

The hot water felt nice and soothing, and the last remnants of his worries seemed to rinse away. So what if Jeff was sleeping with three women? He was living a teenage boy's fantasy. As long as he didn't expect it to become permanent, everything was fine. Greg would just have to have a talk with him about it, to explain that some day he would have to settle down with just one woman. Actually, Greg hoped that it would be Kari. She was really a nice girl, and so good for Jeff. So far the two of them had shown no sign of wanting to break up; in fact, their relationship had already gone through some rocky times and come out stronger than ever. Kari's loyalty was commendable. Jeff would be a lucky man to marry his high school sweetheart.

On the other hand, if Jeff did marry her, then maybe he could expect to have multiple partners in the future. Kari seemed particularly open-minded about it. Greg couldn't exactly get after Jeff for sleeping with more than one girl when he himself was doing the same thing.

Suddenly, the shower door opened. Greg turned to look, expecting to see Allison. Instead, it was Rachael, completely nude.

"What...?" he began.

"Now is that any way to greet a naked lady?" grinned Rachael.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Jeff's room?"

"That was last night," she said. "But we made a deal remember? Whenever you, me, and Allison get together, we're going to have sex. I promise we'll have all kinds of fun tonight, but I just couldn't wait, so I had to get you alone." She reached out and slipped her hand onto his cock, which immediately began to harden at the contact.

"So you just jump between my own son and me?" he asked. "Just like that?"

"Oh come on. Give me some credit."

"What do you mean?"

"I thought you knew me better than that. It's not just Jeff and you. There's Allison too. And now that Lissa has switched over, I might try to steal her away from Alya. Speaking of which, Alya's worth going after too. Then there's Kari..."

Greg laughed. "You really are too much, you know that?"

"No, I'm just right."

He shrugged. "I really can't argue with you there."

Rachael took her hand away from his cock, to his disappointment. He perked right back up when she reached for the soap, squirting a bit onto her hand. She lathered up her hands, then returned to her previous task, but with the effect multiplied from the lubrication.

"Better be careful," he told her, "or I'm liable to--"

"That's the plan," she grinned, increasing the tempo. It didn't take long for him to start grunting as he spurt all over her chest and stomach. Rachael giggled as his cum splattered her body. She reached down with a finger and scooped some of it off her chest, then put it in her mouth with a grin.

Suddenly, her face screwed up and she spit it back out. "Gross!" she exclaimed.

"Gross?" he asked. "This isn't the first time you've tasted it."

"But it's the first time I've tasted it mixed with a bunch of soap," she replied, causing him to laugh.

After the shower, Greg and Rachael left the bathroom to find Allison getting dressed. She glanced at them and smiled. "Trying to steal my husband away?" she asked Rachael.

"Just borrowing him," Rachael replied. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Just put him back in the same condition as you found him."

"Oops," Rachael grinned sheepishly. "Too late."

"Okay, let me rephrase that. Just leave an orgasm or two for me tonight; that's all I'm asking."

After dressing, the three of them left the room. They found the others in the dining room eating breakfast, and sat down to join them. Jeff seemed to be in a great mood, and why not? He had just spent a night of passion with a gorgeous woman.

"So Daddy," said Brit with a mischievous grin, "did Jeff and Rachael keep you up all night with their noises like they did me?"

"As a matter of fact, I slept like a baby," he lied.

"I guess we weren't trying hard enough," said Rachael. "I promised your dad to spend some time with him tonight, but do you want to try again tomorrow night, Jeff?"

"You bet!" he exclaimed.

"You know," said Greg, "I would appreciate it if we discussed something other than my son's love life at the breakfast table. Or mine, for that matter."

"Fine," said Brit. "Lissa, did you and Alya have a good time last night?"

"That's not much better!" said Greg, and Brit giggled.

"Just kidding, Daddy. Anyway, is it all right if I spend the day at Crystal's house?"

"That depends. Where is Jeff going to be?"

"Kari's coming over here," he replied. "But we're planning to go out a little later."

"Us too," added Lissa.

"All right, that's fine," Greg said. "As long as Jeff and Kari don't go back to her place."

"You're really insistent on not having Brit and me spend time together, aren't you?" asked Jeff.

"I just think it's best for everyone, for the time being."

Jeff shrugged. "That's fine," he said. "Kari and I were planning to be out all day anyway."

Greg had to leave soon for work, so he finished breakfast, kissed Allison goodbye, then hopped into the Jaguar and drove to work. Actually, he had no intention of spending the whole day there. The kids had given away a little secret. With Jeff going out with Kari, Lissa going out with Alya, and Brit over at Crystal's house, that left Allison and Rachael alone together in the house. Greg took half a day off, leaving work at noon. The official reason was to spend time with his "visiting family," which was technically true. The unofficial reason was because he wanted to spend some time alone with Allison and Rachael without the kids there, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity. He wouldn't be surprised if he walked in on the two sisters in bed together; in fact, he kind of hoped he would. And considering how willing Rachael was to join him in the shower that morning, she probably wouldn't be opposed to starting their nocturnal festivities in the afternoon instead.

Unfortunately, when he arrived home, they were in the middle of lunch. Fully dressed, to his disappointment. That was fine; it had really just been a fantasy. He didn't have time to get too disappointed though; as he sat down to join them for lunch, Rachael mentioned that she wanted to go swimming that afternoon. Allison suggested they all take a dip in the pool, to which Greg was more than happy to agree.

After lunch, they changed into their swimsuits and headed out back. Rachael, of course, was dressed in just about the skimpiest bikini Greg had ever seen, and Allison's wasn't much better. For a moment, he worried what would happen if the kids walked in on them like that, but then he realized that it wouldn't matter to the girls, and Jeff had already seen both Rachael and Allison in even less.

The three of them waded into the pool, which felt cool and refreshing in the hot sun. Greg let himself float on his back for a moment, staring up at the blue sky as he relaxed in the nice cold water of the pool. Then he put his feet down and glanced over at Allison and Rachael, loving the sight of them mostly naked and wet.

Suddenly, Rachael reached behind Allison's back and yanked on the string to her bikini top, freeing the garment and leaving Allison standing there topless. Greg laughed, not surprised at Rachael's boldness.

Allison wasn't about to let her little sister get the better of her like that. "Thank you, Rachael," she smiled. "I was about to ask if you wouldn't mind helping me out of my bikini top. Greg dear, you don't mind if Rachael and I take our tops off, do you?"

"I would mind if you didn't," he grinned.

"Good," said Allison, then reached for her sister's bikini top. Rachael, however, dashed away, laughing. Allison chased her around the pool as Greg watched in delight. He loved the way his wife's breasts jiggled with every movement, and how her splashing threw water drops all over her body that clung to her and shone in the sunlight like tiny diamonds. And as soon as she got Rachael's top off, the same effect would apply to her as well.

Rachael turned her back on her sister, exposing the bow where she tied the strings to her top together. Instead of going quickly, Allison took her time, grabbing just the end of one of the strings with her thumb and forefinger and drawing it back slowly. The two girls looked at Greg, who was watching with interest. The slow pace turned this into a rather sexy striptease.

Finally, the bow came undone, and the bikini top hung limply around Rachael's breasts. Instead of pulling it away, however, Allison slipped her hands under it, resting them on her sister's boobs. Rachael lifted the neck strap over her head, then tossed the garment onto the deck nearby. The two girls turned toward Greg, now with only Allison's hands covering Rachael's breasts from his view.

"I wonder what I have in here..." Allison commented.

"Gee, I don't know," said Greg facetiously, "but I'm curious to find out."

Allison lifted just the top of one of her hands away, then peeked down into the opening. "My, that looks good enough to eat," she said.

"Why don't you then?" asked Rachael.

"I think I will." Allison removed her hands, giving Greg a perfect view of Rachael's bare torso. He grinned as the girls turned toward each other, then Allison lowered her body, moved in, and sucked Rachael's nipple into her mouth.

"Mmm..." she hummed as she sucked. Greg watched the lesbian show with delight. He always loved it when Allison and Rachael got frisky in front of him. Of course, he loved it even more when they let him join in.

"That looks like too much for you to eat all by yourself," he said. "You don't mind sharing, do you?"

"Help yourself," Rachael told him, and Greg waded over to her. He lowered himself and stuck out his tongue to lick her all over her breast. This was what he enjoyed most about Rachael's visits: the naughty playfulness where he could just relax and have sexy fun with the girls. Of course, it was often like that when he was alone with Allison, but having Rachael there with them added an entirely new dimension to their playtime.

Allison lifted her head and kissed Rachael on the lips, leaving Greg room to fondle the girl's other breast. He could get used to this. After all of the gloom and worries of the past six months, a little time with Rachael was just what he needed to cheer him up. Things were certainly going to be interesting around here for a while.

Just then, the back door opened, and the three of them glanced up. Lissa and Alya stood on the upper deck, staring down into the pool.

"Well well well," said Lissa with a grin. "What have we here?"

"We're just having some fun," Rachael explained. "Care to join us? You have to take your tops off though."

The last thing Greg needed right now was to see his daughter and her girlfriend topless. With Rachael there keeping the atmosphere lively, he just might end up doing something he regretted.

"Actually, I think it's time I got out," he said.

"Oh, you're no fun," Rachael pouted.

He ignored her and climbed out of the pool. Lissa and Alya descended the stairs.

"Something wrong, Dad?" asked Lissa.

"No, I'm just a little tired. I think I'll go take a nap." He grabbed a towel and dried himself off, then wrapped it around his waist and headed up the stairs. It was too bad that the girls had arrived and spoiled his fun. On the other hand, he still had that night to look forward to. The thought made him smile. Yes, Jeff would just have to do without her for one night.

anonymous readerReport

2012-03-07 20:17:23
Shut the hell up AP. God damn. Every single chapter you find fault with it. It drives me crazy

Unknow userReport

2010-06-04 14:41:36
Time to be heartless and cruel. Here is why the climax of this book was wasted. I said it before. The climax amounted to premature ejaculation, and here is why.

Nothing whatsoever has changed for Brit, since the book's false-climax, when she ran away and was talked back into hell in the presence of her voyeuristic father and stepmother. Here she is again, in the exact same situation, and what is her reaction? Giggles. Just unreal.

Brit should have run to the house of her biological mother, and thrown herself at the mercy of a normal family, just for contrast. Maybe, maybe not. That was an off the cuff idea. Then, at least, we would have seen her brain at work, and she could have chosen to come back. Whatever. The point is that the chance for greatness has been blown, and here we see the result: needless repetition.


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