continued from Part 1...
It was only about a month later that my Dad popped the question and Kate said yes. My Dad had already had one big wedding (to my Mom, obviously) and that marriage had not ended well, although my Dad said he was always thankful because at least he got me out of it.
So instead of planning out a big, white wedding; they decided to elope with us kids and ran off to Vegas to get hitched, staying for a week as a honeymoon. As much as I liked Kate, I had not expected to have her as my new step mother and Amy as my step sister before the end of the summer!
Spending a week in Vegas was pretty awesome, even though I was still just 16 at the time and couldn’t gamble. We stayed right on the strip in one of the big hotels and I had access to the pool at least which was always stocked with babes in bikinis.
After the wedding, once we were all back home, we decided to all move in to Kate’s house. She had plenty of space and I would get my own room. It was a different school district but I had my own car so I stayed at my old school, a different one from the High School that Amy attended. My Dad and I moved in the weekend before school started. I had just turned 17 the week before, Amy was still 18 but would be 19 in another couple months.
I carried my bags into my new room, the movers had already carried in my bed and other furniture. I noticed there was one door into my room from the hall, and a second door off to the side. I wondered what it led to when I heard a voice from behind me “that leads to our bathroom.” I turned and saw Amy standing there, looking hot as hell even in a pair of tiny khaki shorts and a regular t-shirt.
“Well, I think you just read my mind, I was wondering about that second door.” I paused to consider her statement again. “Wait, did you just say our
Amy nodded, walked into my room, took me by the hand and walked me over to the side door. She opened it and led me into a very nice, large bathroom. I noticed another door leading into another room on the far wall.
“This is ours to share,” she said. “There are two sinks, so we can each have one.” She walked over to the other door and opened it. “My room is in here,” she said. “You actually can’t get into this bathroom at all without going through my room or yours.”
She paused for just a moment to consider her exact phrasing for what she said next, looking me in the eyes as she said it.
“We’ll have total privacy.”
I was going to be sharing a bathroom with Amy? This living arrangement was getting better all the time. I noticed that there was no bathtub but a shower stall, with a very nice shower. But the front was one of those frosted glass doors, not opaque like a shower curtain would have been.
“Yeah, I know,” Amy said, seeing me looking at it. “That shower door doesn’t cover up very much. I hope you’re not shy.”
This was all too much. Half of me thought Amy was coming on to me, the more rational side told me I was reading too much into her comments. We’ll have total privacy? She hopes I am not shy? Those are innocent comments, right?
I went back to my room and started to organize it the way I liked it, then asked Amy to help me out and like a typical woman she wanted to rearrange all the furniture so I had to lug it all around the room, trying several different arrangements. I have to admit, though, when all was said and done it looked much nicer than my original set up.
“Ooooo, I like your bed,” Amy cooed, settling down onto it after I had it in place. “Very comfy, good back support but not too stiff.” She laid down on it completely and I decided to myself that she looked really good laying down on my bed. “I may have to try it out sometime,” she said, though I am not sure what she meant by that so I just let it slide for now.
She helped my put up my posters, mostly sports teams, though I have one of Anna Kournikova in a bikini that I forgot about until Amy found it. “Well, well, what have we here?” she asked in a playful tone.
“Oh, yeah. My Anna poster,” was all I could think of to say.
“Is she your celebrity crush?” Amy asked me.
I nodded. “Yep. Has been ever since I turned 12 years old.”
“So is that your type, then? Athletic blondes?”
“Yeah, I guess so,” I replied. “I mean, I wouldn’t turn down Anne Hathaway or anything, but mostly I prefer blondes and I prefer a girl with an athletic body over some stick thin model.”
Amy seemed to smile at my comments, mostly to herself. “Well, good for you. Too many guys go for the anorexic model types, or the exotic girls over the All American girl.”
We spent most of the rest of the weekend moving in the rest of our stuff and getting the house set up for our new living arrangements. Monday morning, and with it the start of a new school year, came way too soon for my tastes.
I dragged my butt out of bed early in the morning, went for my usual jog but only a few miles. I wanted to get back and shower before Amy woke up, since we hadn’t had a chance to work out any sort of bathroom schedule. I had farther to drive to get to my school anyway so I assumed I would be the first to have to wake up each morning while she could afford to sleep in a little bit.
There was no one in the bathroom when I got home, so I stripped off my sweats and hopped in the shower. About 10 minutes after I had hopped in, I could see from my side of the frosted glass the door from Amy’s room open and a female silhouette entering the bathroom.
“Uh, hello?” I called out, not sure what else to say.
“Good morning, little brother!” Amy replied, bright and cheerful. Obviously she was a morning person. I studied her silhouette a bit harder but I couldn’t make out what she was wearing. It didn’t look like much.
“I’m in the shower, um, as you can tell…since you are standing right there…” I started to stammer.
“Oh, don’t tell me you are shy!” she replied. “I can’t even see anything good! I was just wondering how long you are going to be, I need to get in there next.”
“I’m pretty much done, nice and squeaky clean. I just needed to rinse off the sweat from my morning jog.” I turned off the water and tried to plan my next move. I opened the door from the shower just enough to peek my head out. “Can you hand me a towel, please?” I asked her.
She just stood there, smirking, and for a second I thought she was going to make me exit the shower fully nude and get my own towel, but she finally grabbed a fresh towel from the shelf and tossed it to me. I wrapped it around my waist before stepping out.
Amy was standing there wearing only a pair of white panties and a t shirt that almost came down to her waist but not quite, leaving a little bit of bare midriff. Was this her usual sleep attire? Somehow, even without makeup and wearing so simple an outfit, she made it look so damn sexy. This girl was dripping with all-natural, god given, 100% sex appeal without even trying.
“I hope you left me at least some hot water,” she said.
“Yeah, it was just a quick shower,” I told her. “I still need to shave and brush my teeth and stuff, so if you could just let me know when you are done and all..” I continued, starting to walk towards my room.
“Oh, don’t be silly, you can stay and finish up,” she said. “Like I said, you can’t see anything good once I get into the shower. Just try not to look while I hop in.”
She reached in to start the water running again, I turned my back like a gentleman but I could still see her in the mirror. The shower runs along the back wall, so Amy was standing with her back to the mirror and I tried not to look but I could see quite clearly as she pulled her shirt up and over her head, showing me her bare back, and then bent over and stripped off her panties as well. Her tight, perfect little ass was revealed in all its glory and I felt a stirring in the towel wrapped around my waist but thankfully she stepped into the shower and closed the door before it became too obvious.
“OK, I’m in” she shouted. “You can go about your business.”
If you have never tried shaving with the naked silhouette of a massively-hot, 18 year old girl staring back at you in the mirror, consider yourself a lucky man. I slipped and cut myself at least 4 times paying more attention to the lean form behind the frosted glass as she soaped herself up and rinsed herself off under the pulsing, hot water than I was paying to the razor-sharp blade that I was running along my face. I quickly finished up and dabbed off the little droplets of blood with a tissue before Amy exited the shower. I was about to start brushing my teeth when the water stopped running.
The door to the shower opened and Amy stuck her own head out. “My turn, little brother,” she said with a grin. “Towel, please?”
I grabbed another towel off the shelf and handed it to her, and to my surprise she only held it in front of her as she exited the shower, leaving her heart shaped ass on full display as she walked past me and into her room, glancing back with a sexy little smile as if to make sure I was checking her out (I was, and not even trying to hide it) before closing her door.
I shook my head in disbelief at how my new living arrangements were turning out so far. Turns out, there was another surprise waiting for me downstairs. I finished up and got dressed, then headed for the kitchen. Kate was in there already, standing next to the coffee machine.
She was wearing a silk robe. It was short, barely hanging down past her ass and showcasing her long, sexy legs. She heard me enter and turned, smiling, and I could see that the robe was belted at the waist with another strip of matching silk, but it was not closed all the way, leaving a fair amount of each breast showing. She had nothing on underneath the robe.
Kate walked over and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Good morning, dear. All ready for your first day of school?”
“Um, what? I mean, yeah. Yes. I am ready. Good to go,” I stammered. What was there, a law against wearing clothes in this house? It wasn’t even 8 in the morning and I was already horny as hell from these two sexy women running around semi-nude.
I poured myself a bowl of cereal and got the milk from the fridge, adding some to my cereal as I sat down at the table.
“Excuse me, honey” Kate said, “I need the milk just for a sec. I like to add a little to my coffee in the mornings.” She leaned over the table to reach for the milk while standing right next to me, causing her loose-fitting robe to fall open, leaving one entire breast exposed to my viewpoint until she was done pouring and stood back up straight again. It was full and firm, perfectly shaped to her body and I was so mesmerized I momentarily forgot to continue eating my breakfast. I was fairly sure that Kate had no idea that she had momentarily exposed herself to me so I didn’t say anything about it.
Somehow I made it to school without any further incidents. School was actually pretty decent, I had a much better crop of teachers this year than last and it was good to see all my friends again after having spent much of the past month and a half occupied with going to Vegas for the wedding (I was the Best Man, and too young to gamble or drink but Vegas was still awesome just the same) and moving out of my old place and into the new house and all.
That night, after dinner, Kate informed all of us that we needed to have a Family Discussion. It sounded serious, we all gathered in the living room.
“So,” she began, looking mostly at me and my dad, “we need to discuss the house etiquette rules now that we are all living together. Jeff, Amy told me she accidentally walked in on you in the shower this morning?”
“Well, yeah,” I said. “It wasn’t really a big deal or anything. You can’t see much more than a silhouette when the shower door is closed.”
“And then this morning, when you came down for breakfast you were staring at my robe,” Kate continued. I started to blush but Kate calmed me down. “It’s my own fault, really. It’s not a very modest cover-up, so I should have expected to draw some attention.”
“The thing is,” she went on, pointing to herself and Amy, “for so long it has been just us two girls so we have always had a very relaxed attitude towards home nudity. Your Dad can attest to the fact that I sleep in the nude every night, and I know that Amy wears very little and sometimes she sleeps in the nude as well. The only reason I even put on the robe this morning was because I knew you would be coming down for breakfast. Both Amy and I also rarely wear suits when taking a dip in the pool or the hot tub.”
“I hadn’t even ever worn that pink bikini until the day we met” said Amy, laughing. “I thought it would cover up more than it actually did!”
“Well,” I said, “I guess that is understandable. I sleep nude sometimes too, when it is really hot out.”
Kate nodded. “I just wanted to know if any of this makes you uncomfortable, Jeff. Or you Rick, with Amy at least.”
“I’m a pretty liberal guy,” my Dad said. “But I wouldn’t want Amy running around the house in the nude or sunbathing topless when any of her guy friends are over here, though. I might be tempted to punch them in the face if I caught them staring at her too hard. Family is one thing, boyfriends are another thing entirely.” Kate nodded and explained that she had already laid down those same rules for Amy.
“Yeah, I’m cool with it too,” I said. “It might be a little awkward at first, but this house is all of ours now, and you deserve to feel comfortable in your own house.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” Kate said. “And this only applies when it is just us family at home. Whenever we have guests we are more modest, of course. And if you guys are more comfortable wearing more clothing, do what you like. If you are more comfortable wearing suits in the pool, then I would rather you wear your suit and join us than feel like you have to either be naked or not use the pool at all.”
We finished our discussion, and I wondered just how long it would take to test out this new “nudity clause” in our family contract. Not long at all, as it turns out.
I came home from school the next day, my Dad was still at work and Amy had to stay after school (she was an editor on the school paper) so she was not home yet, either. Kate’s car was in the driveway as I pulled up, though.
I walked in and deposited my backpack but did not see her anywhere. “Kate?” I called out upstairs. “I’m home!”
“I’m out here!” came the reply.
I wandered out to the back patio, and Kate was out there by the pool. It looked like she had been tanning, and as she stood up I realized suddenly that she had been tanning au natural. Here was my new step mother, walking towards me fully nude and not a care in the world about it.
I got my first look at her fully nude form and I couldn’t help but feel jealous of my Dad for getting to sleep every night curled up to her. Her breasts were still firm and rounded, even without any support. Here areola were light in color with delicate nipples that nonetheless were quick to stand at attention as they were now. The complete absence of any tan lines was also very enticing. Her pussy was completely shaved clean, and the pink lips stood out in contrast from the tan of her thighs and abs. She brought some very un-motherly thoughts to my head.
I think she noticed me staring at her as she got closer, bringing a look of concern to her face. “Oh, honey, I’m so sorry. Am I making you uncomfortable? I didn’t give you any warning when I called you out here.”
“No, it’s fine. Just a bit of a shock at first, but it’s cool. Really. And I’m sorry if I was staring, it’s just that you are very attractive and you keep yourself in really great shape.”
“Well, thank you. I might even be a little offended if you weren’t staring at least a little the first time you saw me in the nude. When a girl starts to get older she likes to know she can still attract the attention of young studs, even if she is happily married. But don’t worry, I am sure in a week or so you will see me walking around the house without a stitch on and not even bat an eyelash.”
Kate did a sort of twirl in front of me, showing me everything including her lush, curvaceous booty that was just begging to be nibbled on. I had to exercise a lot of willpower to keep my partner down and in place.
“This is me, this is all of me. I do try to keep myself in shape, but no one other than your father has seen me naked in almost two years so I appreciate the second opinion.”
Kate returned to her tanning after that, I made some excuse about having homework to do so I grabbed my history textbook and took it out back to the patio to do the assigned reading but really I just spent most of my time sneaking looks at Kate’s nude body, glistening with sweat.
After about 20 minutes or so Kate looked over at me and called out “Jeff, can you come over here for a moment? I have a favor to ask.”
I walked over, wondering what she could want. Kate handed me a tube of sun screen. “I better cover up with some sun screen before I start to burn. Could you do my back for me, please?” she asked.
I just nodded, and she turned over onto her stomach. I squeezed some of the lotion onto her back and little goose pimples started to appear as she shivered a little. “Ooo, that’s cold,” she squealed.
I started to rub the lotion into her back, and my mind started to wander as to just how much of her backside was I supposed to lotion up? I finished her back and neck, she didn’t say anything except to keep going and how good it felt. I squeezed some of the lotion on to her sides and was rubbing it in with slow circles of my fingers and palm. I was getting closer and closer to the sides of her breasts, I kept expecting her to stop me but she only moaned with pleasure so I figured if she was so comfortable with nudity I might as well give it a shot. I moved up to the sides of her breasts, rubbing the lotion in and Kate didn’t flinch or say a word about it. After enjoying myself rubbing the lotion in a bit more on her side boobs than was strictly necessary, I moved down to her legs.
I did one leg and then the other, starting at the tips of her toes (which caused her to giggle with laughter from the tickling), then working my way up her calves to her inner thighs. I went as high on her thighs as I could without touching her pussy, but had a perfect view of it nonetheless as she had to part her legs to allow me access. At this point, I had done everything except her ass, even though I had been staring at it the entire time.
“Make sure you get everywhere, I don’t want to burn” Kate said.
With a why the hell not?
shrug I squeezed out some more lotion on to her lush ass and started to rub it in. Her ass was just amazing and Kate didn’t say anything but she gave it a little wiggle and moaned just a bit as I massaged it and cupped each cheek. Again, I stayed away from her pussy but if she was cool with me handling her booty then I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity. I caressed it for a good 2 or 3 minutes without even pretending to apply more lotion when Kate finally looked back at me and said “OK cowboy, I think we’re done. My ass is quite safe from the rays of the sun, thank you very much.”
“Oh, yeah. Sorry. Kinda got carried away there.”
She just shrugged. “It’s fine. I asked you to help and took you away from your homework. Thank you for the help.”
I excused myself inside and had to take a cold shower right away, not able to contain my partner after all that but not wanting to sport a full one in front of my new step mom.continued in part 3, wherein my stepsister catches me in a compromising position, and my stepmother suggests a unique form of tension relieving therapy...
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