Mature Mrs. Steel

"First things first," she said finally, "We both need a shower. And though I am sure your cock is all nice and clean after the little bath I gave it...the rest of us aren't. So your first lessons here is, some body odor's aren't sexy!"

We both hastily removed what remained of our clothing. Stepping into the hot steamy shower, we once again soaped each other thoroughly. I quickly applied a generous helping of liquid soap to Katie's breasts, using the slick lubricant, my hands slid over and around her fleshy boobs. The sensation of her soft skin filling my hands, the way my palms slid over her erect nipples, all slippery and soft, the feel of her legs and ass as I explored her and touched her, washing, soaping, caressing every square inch of her was intoxicating.

Even as I soaped and played with her, she also soaped and played with me, cupping one another's ass, soaping them, and as I felt her finger enter me, so did mine explore and enter her.

The lewdness in which we stood, touched, exploring one another was exhilarating. It was like stepping outside of myself to watch us touching one another. Hands groping, urgent, needy, fingers dipping inside her sex, fingering her wet slit all slippery and soft and heated. Her hand's slipping up and down my prick's skin, pulling it up as though trying to stretch it over the head of my cock, one hand caressing my ball-sack, sometimes her finger again fucking in and out of my ass while my own fingers alternated back and forth between her own openings. Soap and suds covered us, lathered us, but still the squishy sounds of our own juices as we produced them added to the passionate erotic sounds of our shower play.

"Do you want to fuck me now?" She questioned.

Sure...I'd heard that word several times. Said it often enough myself when I was screwing around with my buddies. But hearing it said like that...it was the most beautiful sounding word I had ever heard.

"Yes," I said weakly with a slight squeak.

"Yes what?" She teased.

"Yes, I want to, make love to you."

"Make love? No, not yet. You will make love to another woman someday. And then you may call it that. So...do you want to fuck me now?"

"Yes." I attempted once again.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Katie. I want to fuck you!"

We rinsed one another off, still a part of the foreplay we'd been enjoying together, and then stepping out of the shower, headed off into her bedroom without even bothering to towel off.

Katie stripped down the comforter, clean crisp white sheets appearing, and she lay down on the bed, brazenly spreading her legs where I got the first really good look at her womanhood. Unabashedly, reaching down, I watched her as she spread her pussy lips a part for me.

"This," she began. "Is my vagina. These..." As she spread her legs even further a part, now pulling on her rose colored pussy lips, "are my labia, inner, as well as outer," she said pointing them out to me as she pulled them a part and toyed with them at the same time.

"And this, this is my clitoris. This is for a woman a very highly sensitive organ, sometimes you can touch it directly, sometimes, it is far too sensitive, so you may only touch or caress it indirectly. If you listen to a woman, learn her movements, her signs, what she needs and when she needs it to be touched, you will learn her most intimate secrets. Remember that!"

"Now, come here to me."

I wasn't totally naïve, I had read a few books, seen several X-rated photos in fact, so I wasn't totally unaware of how things worked, and what was supposed to happen when they did. I immediately climbed onto the bed, grasping my cock and aiming it at her like a flaming sword about to slice through some magical barrier. Which for me in some ways it was.

Katie saw what I was attempting to do and immediately closed her legs together, barring me from even approaching her any closer than I had done already.

"Oh Nicky, Nicky, Nicky. You can't just climb on and fuck a girl, you must learn how to prime the pump first."

I know I was looking at her with a deadpan expression on my face. I had no idea what she was talking about, obviously my total lack of experience was well in evidence here, and I had no clue as to what it was I should have done, or should be doing now for that matter.

"Guys and Gals are different in more ways than just the obvious ones," she told me. "A man, a boy...." she said emphasizing the word, can easily get his rocks off with very little time and effort. But a woman isn't emotionally built that way. A woman needs you to take your time with her, she needs you to tease her and please her over a longer, much longer period of time. Trust me on this one. You may want to jump on and fuck a girl almost immediately, and perhaps for you, you'll actually enjoy it. But for her, for a woman anyway, she won't. A man needs to stimulate her, excite her, pleasure her and get her to the point where she is ready to experience an orgasm, however that might be accomplished. But the secret is being patient, and in doing so, you will also find that your own pleasures will be enhanced, more intense, and far more satisfying as well."

"So what do you want me to do then?" I honestly and sincerely asked her.

"Lesson number two," she stated with a wide devilish smile on her face. "Something that's called cunnilingus. And if you learn to do it right, and enjoy doing it, you will most likely find a woman to be far more receptive and willing to do similar things to you. Remember yesterday? When I put your cock inside my mouth and sucked it and licked it? Well that one's called fellatio. What the woman does. And so what the man does to a woman is called,"

"Cunnilingus!" I exclaimed happily finishing her sentence.

"Yes!" Katie beamed clapping her hands together, rocking back with a laugh.

"Eating pussy," I added trying to show her in the process I was at least somewhat knowledgeable of the subject

"Well yes, sometimes that's how it's referred to."

"Licking slit," I said continuing.

Katie laughed. "Ok enough! Enough lessons by the book. Now its time for the actual application of your continuing education."

I was grinning.

"Come here and eat my pussy!"

"Eat it? Or lick it?" I said crawling over to lie down between her once again outstretched legs.

"Don't worry. I'll tell you which one to do, and when."

I think in some ways, in some areas, there is a natural instinct borne in some of us to do something quite naturally with very little additional instruction. After only a short period of time, and although actually hearing Katie telling me to do this, or to do that, which was stimulating all by itself, I soon after began venturing out on my own. I delighted in the sensation as my tongue slid in and out of her pussy, circling and then sliding up and down her well lubricated labia both "inner" as well as "outer" lips as she'd informed me. I also visited...frequently her blood-engorged clitoris, which I had watched her expose with her fingers as she had pointed it out to me previously.

I placed the very tip of my tongue against the pink shinny smooth surface, and with as light of a touch as I could manage, flicked the tip of it softly, slowly at first and then gradually increased the tempo as well as the pressure against it for a short period of time, again, at Katie's welcomed instruction. Reaching up across her, I had found her breasts, so wonderfully and erotically heaving against her chest. Here I traced along her curvature, explored the soft tender portion of each which rested against her chest, caressed her, and then ventured on towards her nipples, treating each one as though it were another clitoris, a hard-nubbed clitoris sitting atop each "tit", as she'd so provocatively called them. These, I touched, finger patted and sometimes rolled between two fingers, or squeezed gently whenever my mouth was doing likewise to the nipple-clit resting between her wet glistening slit.

"Oh Nicky!" She wailed and moaned softly. "You...are...a...fucking...natural!"

"Cunnilingilar?" I said, making up the word I thought might define for her what it was I was doing.

Katie burst out laughing, her legs coming together nearly locking my head in her vise-like grip. "Cunt licker. One very fast learning cunt eater!" she spoke brazenly.

"Hmmm pussy," I mouthed into her cunt even as I licked her and sucked on her clitoris over and over again.

"Shut up and lick me."

"Lick what?"

"My cunt. My pussy. My quim. Whatever you want to fucking call it. Just do it!"

"Lick it? Or eat it?" I continued.

But Katie simply groaned, pressing my head firmly against her soaked pussy, effectively shutting me up.

I had actually gotten Katie close to having an orgasm, but she made me stop, explaining that she wanted to prolong the excitement, which would eventually make her orgasm even stronger. She told me to still lay between her legs however, but now taught and told me how to explore her with my fingers. Putting one finger inside her, she told me how to move it, what it was I was feeling as I moved it around inside her. She told me how to insert two fingers and then "walk" them up inside her pressing against the front of her cunt like I was trying to reach her clitoris from the inside or "backdoor" as she called it.

Even doing this was exciting to me. There is something about a woman as I learned over the years who are comfortable using sensual or naughty words that is extremely exciting to me. And hearing Katie use them... speak them, all while I explored her and learned about her was an incredible experience.

I had also nearly brought her to climax with my fingers when she once again stopped me.

"I am ready for you to fuck me now," she said finally. " But I want to trade places with you so I can control the action."

I quickly lay down on my back, watching as Katie moved over the top of me, posing herself and then sitting down on top of me. Even then she had not taken my cock and put it inside her as I had expected her to do.

"You tell me if you're about to cum," she told me. And then proceeded to rub herself up and down the length of my cock without putting it inside her. The sensation was delicious, too delicious, and within mere moments of her doing this, I felt that special "tingly" start to happen deep inside my balls.

"Katie," I breathed. And she stopped moving herself against me, reaching down, squeezing my prick until the sensation went away. I reached up, attempting to fondle her large breasts, but she took my hands away.

"No. Not yet. If you do that, it won't help with what I'm trying to do for you here."

I didn't totally understand what it was she was trying to do as yet, but reluctantly allowed my hands to fall by my side instead of touching her or playing with her in anyway, though I was of course dying to! Once again, I came fairly close to orgasm, and Katie stopped, squeezing my dick firmly until the sensation ebbed away.

"Now, you should be able to go a little longer this first time. Though I imagine not too long even then. But you're young still," she left off saying. And I still wasn't fully cognoscente of what it was she was attempting to do here.

She did finally reach down and guide my cock into her. I was inside her before I even realized it, all slippery, warm and wonderful feeling. But she moved not even a fraction, as I lay buried deep inside her pussy. And to my surprise, not even moving I felt that sensation of exploding, just being inside her was such a heavenly sensation, that my prick wanted to explode right there and then. But Katie knew this too, without my even having to ask her, and quickly removed me from inside her, squeezing me once again.

She looked at me smiling, "That was close...."

I could only look back at her with apologetic eyes. I really had had no clue.

"It's ok, we're going to go slow, really, really slow. And if you do cum, don't worry about it, we have lots of time!"

When I was once again calm enough, Katie easily captured me with her cunt, not even needing to use her hand. We were both so "slick" and "juicy" that I was once again inside her without even realizing it. But this time at least, that feeling wasn't there already, and she moved up and down against me so slowly that I wasn't aware at first that she was moving.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed. And she stopped fucking me.

"You gonna cum?" She questioned.

"Oh...no. It just feels so damn good! I can't believe this!"

Katie went back to moving herself up and down my stiff prick. The velvety feel of her, the heat and moisture was beyond anything I could have been prepared for. Even the few times I'd used baby-oil, or had stood under the shower letting the water masturbate me could not have prepared me for the way my cock was feeling inside her cunt.

I don't know why the "thought" suddenly came to me then either. "Katie, what if I cum inside you and...and...you get..."

"Pregnant?" She squealed, and burst out laughing, uncunting me in the process.

"I am way past the possibility of that happening. But you are right in one respect, we probably should have used a condom anyway, though since you are a virgin, or "were" she amended. "It would have been proper to use one for protection, and not for prevention of pregnancy. You probably will need to buy some in the future if you intend to become sexually active with any other women. Especially if you get involved with any other girls and 'we're' still doing it too!" She emphasized seriously.

"I don't have any other girlfriends," I stated almost feeling embarrassed.

"Oh, but you will Nicky. Especially if you treat them right and practice everything I'm teaching you about women.

Katie recaptured me and perhaps the initial worry and concern had been enough to really take the edge off, as we soon moved together in unison. The sensation was not quite as intense as it had been, allowing me to more fully enjoy the sensation and pleasure of her as we "fucked" together. I did feel those pleasures increasing of course, but at least I wasn't constantly on the verge of erupting inside her instantaneously either.

I did manage to last perhaps two or three minutes (that first time), and this time Katie made no attempt to stop anything from happening. If anything, she quickened the pace, driving herself fully on to me, obviously enjoying her own long nearly forgotten needs and desires. And this time when I reached upwards to fondle and caress her breasts, she allowed me to do so, and in fact encouraged it by placing her own hands atop mine and guiding my hands around her breasts at the same time.

She had been right about that point too. The moment I touched her, the eruption signaled itself as being just on the horizon, but again, Katie neither slowed, changed, nor did anything to stop it from happening.

"Oh Jeez Katie! Oh shit! Oh fuck!" I was pumping what felt like gallons of cum inside her pussy, and she continued to fuck me, thrusting her self deeply upon my discharging, rampaging organ.

"Let it go baby, let it go! Cum for me Nicky! Enjoy it, feel it...let it go!"

She didn't need to coax me to do it; I was way beyond that point anyway. My cock felt like it was being peeled like a banana as I slid in and out of her. I actually wanted it to, thinking perhaps that she could tear my cock out by the root and I'd probably enjoy that sensation as well. What I was feeling was so intense, so extreme to me, that I could not have related it to any other previous orgasm I had ever experienced, though the quickie 'blowjob' I had received by Katie was a close second.

When there was finally no more to give, and when my cock actually did begin to deflate of its own accord, Katie slipped herself off of me and nestled down between my legs once again, gently and gingerly toying with my somewhat flaccid penis. She also caressed and stroked my balls, as though milking them and my cock from the last precious drops of whatever cock cream still remained there inside me.

She toyed and played with me like this for quite a long period of time. I was reasonably certain that I was 'finished' but again, Katie surprised me as after about twenty minutes, I was once again beginning to become aroused. When my penis actually began to harden, she then took it inside her mouth, in seconds I was as hard as a rock.

"This time, I will cum with you," she knowingly said.

Unlike before however, this time Katie was the one to lie on her back, and as I entered her in the missionary position, I was in far more control than I'd been previously, and having already experienced the incredibly erotic sensations of the way her cunt felt around my cock, I wasn't nearly as vulnerable to it as I had been that first time. She was still extremely wet too, and obviously very much aroused. As my cock slid in and out of her with slow purposeful thrusts, Katie again instructed me, cautioning me about going too fast, or doing too much. As she had said, "We have time Nicky, as much as we need."

I was able to perform considerably better than I had the first time. And because of Katie's own arousal level, she actually climaxed a split second just before I did. So we had in essence a simultaneous orgasm together.

"Now Nicky now!" She had cried out. And I felt her cunt clench tightly around my cock as I drove into her that split second afterwards, discharging my semen into her, holding it there, feeling my prick pumping its juice inside of her pussy as she in turn contracted around me. It was a strange sensation to me, feeling her cunt doing that, but I held it there momentarily, delighting in it, and then withdrawing slowly to plunge fiercely back inside her as I felt yet another ejaculate make its way up from my balls.

We both collapsed after that. Lying atop her, nuzzling her breasts and kissing them, my cock slowly shrinking inside her to the point that it eventually slipped out of her without my having pulled away. Katie seemed to have liked that, as I had. Only then did she get up and head into the bathroom to freshen up and relieve herself.

"Nick, there is something I need to tell you," she began. And the alarm bells almost immediately started going off inside my head. Once again I was fearful that she was already having a remorseful reconsideration about our unplanned, unexpected relationship.

"You know I hadn't planned on any of this happening. But now that it has, and now that I have come to grips with it, and accepted the way I feel about it with you, I think I should tell you that I hope we can continue to enjoy one another like this for a while longer anyway. That is of course, as long as you feel the same way," she ventured.

Hearing her say that brought an overwhelming sense of relief to me. I wanted the same thing as well, and couldn't imagine wanting to ever stop doing it for that matter. But there was a "however" coming too...and she was about to tell me what that was.

"However, something I hadn't mentioned previously, because I didn't consider it important enough to tell you, especially since I didn't figure after today I would be seeing you anymore. And that is, my daughter and grand-daughter are coming for a visit this weekend, and will be here for a month staying with me."

Hearing the news, I felt like a balloon that had just been popped. Suddenly, all the delicious fun we'd just had, and which I now hoped to continue having, seemed to be grinding to a cruel halt.

"Kathryn, my daughter, went through a divorce from her husband two month's before my Steven died. Now that things are pretty much settled, she's coming out here to give me a hand in getting rid of a few things, and settling some of the aspects of the estate. Plus, she needs a little time away as well, and coming out here along with my granddaughter will make a nice visit for them both. I guess my point is this Nicky, I have NO intention of not enjoying you whenever it's possible for us to do so. But, and this is a BIG but for me. We will have to be extremely careful. So only when there is no chance, no possibility of us ever being discovered can we do anything. That means...while they are here, you will have to call me Mrs. Steel, and treat me no differently than you would your own mother. When we're alone...you can call me anything you like. I don't care. But unless we are...you mustn't put me in any compromising situations? Ok?"

"You mean I can call you Mrs. Pussy then?" I teased her trying to lighten both the moment, as well as my own initial, unsubstantiated fears.

"When we're alone together, you can call me Ms. Pussy...or even Ms. Cunt if you like." She joked back at me. And then added once again seriously and cautioning, "But never ever if they are around us do you, or will you call me anything other than Mrs. Steel? Ok?"

"Ok," I answered her back just as seriously, and as respectful of her wishes as I could say it.

Watching Katie as she strolled back and forth across the room in front of me naked felt like the most natural thing in the world to be doing. Even I now felt comfortable lying there on the bed just as naked, and once again, just as limp as a wet noodle, that was, until she sat down in the chair across from me and began to masturbate. "Whenever you're ready Nicky darling," she spoke. A short time later, I was.

As it was already Thursday however, that meant that we'd only have one day left to ourselves. Katie gave me a key to the backdoor, informing me that I was to come in first thing in the morning and wake her. She told me that she enjoyed sex in the morning more than any other time of the day.

I arrived much later in the morning than I had been doing of course. The last thing I wanted to do was actually go to work and get all sweaty and sticky. Impatiently, I waited until nearly 7:30, and then walked the short distance to Mrs. Steel's home and let myself in through the back door. I wasn't sure what to expect as I headed up stairs to her bedroom, but the door was open, and as I rounded the corner and looked in, she was lying atop her bed, nude, smiling at me.

We spent several hours in bed together, exploring and rediscovering all the things she'd taught me already, those and several more as well. By lunchtime we were both famished, and went out back to eat out on the patio. Neither of us wore any clothing, and it was certainly a daring thing to even be doing. But it was our last day when something like that could even be done, so we decided to throw caution to the wind (a little bit) and enjoy a peaceful afternoon out by the pool, and eventually in the pool, naked.

By mid afternoon, we decided that I should at least do "some" yard work, that way at least I wouldn't have to lie to my mother about not having done something anyway. And though Katie hadn't told me we wouldn't have opportunity to be together after her daughter arrived, I also knew that whatever time we did have would never again equal these past few days. Going home that night, I felt melancholy, almost like when I had first moved here with my parents. A little sadness that things were once again going to change, and that there was very little I could do about it. There was one major thing however, Katie had given me an envelope with my first weeks pay in it, which meant I had a start towards the money I needed for my first car.

When I got home I raced upstairs to my bedroom and ripped open the envelope that Katie had given me. I was expecting no more than forty or fifty dollars at most, but what I found instead were ten crisp one hundred dollar bills. She'd also included a short note.

"Nicky...I remember you telling me you were saving up in order to afford to get a car. As we've already agreed, I said I would pay you one hundred dollars a week. So consider this advance on your salary sufficient to take you through most of the summer until you start school. We'll get together and renegotiate your new contract after that. Happy car hunting!"

"Mrs. Steel".

Stunned, I sat looking at all that money, more than enough for the car I had been looking at, but more importantly, by her having paid me in full for the summer, it meant that I would indeed be expected to return to her place to work off my debt. In a way, I liked the security of that, though I felt a little weird in accepting all this money at once. Still, it wasn't a gift and I would be expected to earn "Every penny" of it as Katie had once told me.

I knew that Katie was picking up her daughter and granddaughter from the airport fairly early in the morning. Even so, I went over to her house fairly early myself, just in time to see her pulling out of the driveway. She stopped briefly long enough for me to run over to her window where I gave her a "morning" kiss...and told her I'd have most of the things I hadn't gotten around to yesterday completed today for sure. She smiled longingly, and reminded me of our agreement. Once again the 'feeling' that things would certainly feel different from now on didn't sit very well with me, but at least she wasn't sending me away completely. We'd simply have to be careful and enjoy whatever time we did have together, if and when we did.

I soon after began working and had begun weeding the flower gardens out by the pool when the sounds of their arrival reached my ears. I had almost decided to call it a day and head home, not sure really if Katie even wanted me to be there, though she hadn't said anything to me about it previously. Still, I was unsure if she would introduce me as her "gardener" or something, and that thought brought me up short, as I didn't want to be looked at as the hired help, though in a way I certainly was.

I judged that they had been home for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, though no one had come outside. Nor did I really expect anyone to. I figured they'd all sit around visiting with Katie hardly having a thought about me working outside. Suddenly the backdoor opened and a young woman, long dark hair that fell way past her shoulders came out wearing a modest looking bikini, carrying a towel. When Katie had mentioned a granddaughter, I had pictured a little girl in pigtails for some reason, never asking, never wondering just how old this granddaughter of hers was.

She spotted me almost immediately. I was covered in dirt from weeding, and obviously streaks of it criss-crossed my face and nose as I had been continually wiping sweat from off my forehead and face all morning long. I knew I looked like quite a mess, and was now angry as well as a little embarrassed with myself for the way I looked. Even so I stood up to meet her as she approached.

"Hi!" She said warmly. "Nanna told me that I might find you out here," she said. "She and mother are inside fixing some lunch, told me to come out and tell you to get washed up as it should be ready in a few minutes. Oh, by the way, my names Kathy."

She extended her hand towards me, but I looked at my dirt-crusted hand, grimy fingers with more dirt beneath my nails than there was in the ground.

"Let me wash up first. I'd hate to shake hands with you at the moment as dirty as I am."

"Suit yourself, a little dirt never hurt anyone Nanna always says." Kathy turned around heading towards the swimming pool. I watched that luscious tight firm ass of hers move sensually beneath the skimpy suit she was wearing when suddenly it dawned on me.

"Nick!" I yelled out after her as she walked away. "Stupid idiot!" I said to myself realizing I had failed to give her my own name.

She turned, smiling at me and then winked. "Yes, I know," she said softly.

Obviously Katie had said something to them about me, including what my name was. I was sure she had done so as then it wouldn't appear to by any kind of unexpected surprise for them to have found me working there. But it had also accomplished something else for me as well. I didn't feel like she was excluding me, or feeling uncomfortable about my being there. And that perked my spirits up immensely.

I washed off using the hose outside to get the worst of the dirt off before heading inside to finish up. Watching Kathy swimming around in the pool, I saw a considerable likeness in her face and features like a younger version of her grandmother. The thought that maybe Katie looked a lot like Kathy did when she was younger was a pleasantly interesting thought. And as attractive as she was, I immediately reminded myself that any thoughts towards Kathy in any way shape or form would be a very dangerous situation to even consider exploring. I would be nice, cordial, even friendly. But I made a promise to myself right then and there that I wouldn't under any circumstances pursue anything with her.

I entered the kitchen and immediately spotted Katie, "Mrs. Steel" I reminded myself, as she was preparing a tray to bring outside for lunch. A quick glance around told me her daughter, Kathryn wasn't anywhere nearby.

"Let me wash up, and then I'll help you with that, Mrs. Steel," I offered addressing her more formally.

Katie glanced towards the stairs down the hallway which told me her daughter was obviously upstairs in one of the bedrooms. "You don't need to call me that when we're alone," she stated. "Kathryn's getting changed and will come out and join us in a few minutes. I assume you met my granddaughter Kathy?"

I was careful to respond to her in such a way as to not sound as excited as I actually had been when I first met her.

"Yes, she came out and introduced herself to me. Told me that lunch would soon be ready so I thought I'd better hurry inside and get cleaned up."

Katie gave me a curious look, but said nothing more and finished preparing the food tray.

"Well when your finished washing up, you can bring out the fresh pitcher of lemonade I just made. See you outside then."

I stood at the sink washing off the rest of the dirt and looking at Katie through the kitchen window. Kathy was only then climbing out of the pool and heading over to help her set things out.

"You must be Nick."

I jumped. I hadn't heard Kathryn come down the stairs, nor into the kitchen as I'd stood washing my hands. I saw her look past me out the window.

"That's my daughter, Kathy."

Obviously she had assumed that I was staring out the window at her daughter, and only then realized that it must have appeared that way.

"Yes, we met a few moments ago, but my hands were dirty and I didn't shake her hand, and forgot to tell her my name..."

I realized what I was beginning to sound like, and shut up almost immediately looking away from her and down at my feet. Only then did I realize my shoes were also dirty and that I had tracked mud in through the backdoor.

"Shit!"

"What?" Kathryn asked looking around.

Realizing I had just sworn in front of her, I felt stupid. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to cuss, I just realized I have tracked mud into Mrs. Steels kitchen." I was at least aware to refer to her properly, though I had already made a fool of myself by cussing out loud.

"Oh, don't worry about it. We'll sweep up after lunch," she said, immediately putting me at ease. "I used to track mud in all the time. But like mom's always said..."

"A little dirt never hurt anyone!" We said together simultaneously. And then stood there laughing.

With all the commotion and such, I hadn't really gotten a good look at Kathryn until now. She was wearing a bikini that was far more revealing than the one her daughter was wearing. Her breasts were nearly as large as Katie's were, and a considerable amount of that tit flesh was exposed, peeking out of the tops of her near too small bikini. Though her hair was stylishly cut in a much shorter fashion than Katie's and certainly her daughter's. It was just as dark in color with only a few strands of silver streaks showing through in the morning sunlight. She was a very attractive looking woman and I couldn't begin to imagine the fool who had divorced her.

Soon after I carried out the pitcher of lemonade and Kathryn followed me with the glasses. We immediately joined Katie and Kathy at the table, and as lunch progressed, I became more and more comfortable. No one treated me as I had feared, and if anything, I almost felt like a welcome member of the family. We laughed, joked, Katie shared experiences of Kathryn's growing up, and then Kathryn shared similar ones of Kathy's earlier escapades which I soon saw was embarrassing her tremendously. And I loved it.

After lunch, and after I had gone back inside to clean up my own mess, Katie informed me that she and Kathryn were heading off to the grocery store to pick up a few things. Though Kathy had been invited to go along, she declined and opted to stay and continue swimming. Katie told me I could go ahead and knock off for the day, adding I was welcome to run home and grab a suit in order to swim in the pool as well. Her "hint" and once again reminding me that I shouldn't mention anything about wearing a pair of her husbands trunks, was an obvious reminder to be careful about what I said, especially around Kathy while they were gone.

They had barely left by the time I returned, and soon after joined Kathy in the pool. I had learned during lunch that she and I were the same age and would both be graduating from school the following year.

"Be right back," she announced suddenly, and I watched her disappear into the house briefly. Moments later, she returned and sat down on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water. She then produced a thin rolled joint, and immediately lit it up inhaling deeply and holding the smoke into her lungs. She offered it to me, but I declined shaking my head no.

"You never smoked grass?" She questioned me, still half holding her breath as she spoke.

Again I shook my head no. Had never even been around anyone who had, let alone seen anyone who actually had any.

"You never get high then?" She finally said letting the air in her lungs out. And the acrid aroma of the pungent smelling weed tickled my nostrils.

"I've gotten a little tipsy on beer," I said half-heartedly. "But have never even been around anyone who's actually smoked marijuana before."

"It always makes me horny," she said shocking the shit out of me with this unexpected revelation. She took another deep drag on the joint, holding it in, holding it out towards me. This time I took it.

Holding it, and inhaling it the way I'd seen Kathy do it, I immediately broke out in a coughing fit and listened to Kathy laughing hysterically.

"Took me a while to get the hang of it the first time too!" She said still laughing. "By the way...you going with anyone?"

"If you mean do I have a girlfriend? No. I used to, last summer, but we just moved here in fact and I haven't really met anyone yet."

Kathy seemed to take some time thinking about that for a moment, taking another deep pull on the joint, which had burned down nearly to nothing by this time. "So, you a virgin?"

Once again I started coughing without having even taken a second drag on the small stub she was holding out towards me. This time I shook my head "No thank you" without saying it, and finally managed to verbally respond to her.

"No. I'm not in fact." I said truthfully. And then thought...."Oh if you only knew!" Then I looked at her curiously and asked, "What difference does that make anyway?"

"No difference. Just curious." Was all she said, and then stood up suddenly. She reached around behind her discarding the top of her bikini, followed by her bikini bottom's as she quickly and easily pulled them down and stepped out of them.

"Kathy. What are you doing?" I exclaimed in total surprise. "What about your mom and Katie? They could come back at any moment!"

"Katie?" She said then looking at me. "You have a thing for Nanna?"

Overcome with fear I backtracked as fast as I possibly could trying to redirect the subject.

"Your mom, Mrs. Steel, if they come home and see you like this, see me, I could lose my job or something!" I stammered out at her.

She was still looking at me with a curious expression on her face however, but finally let me off the hook. "Don't worry. I have always been able to hear them when they drive up. We'll have plenty of time to get dressed before they catch us."

"Us?"

"Yes, us!" She stated pointedly.

Kathy's breasts weren't nearly as large as either her mothers, or Katie's, but they were certainly beautiful. Seeing her slowly walk down the steps into the pool, so carefree so uninhibitedly was any young man's fantasy. Only this one was real. Her pinkish nipples were hard-tipped and firm. Though not nearly as thick or dark in color as were Katie's nipples, they nevertheless were breathtaking to stand there looking at. She took her time descending down the steps into the pool too. Plenty of time for me to also notice the thin neatly trimmed strip of her dark pubic hair that rose up from between her legs as she moved.

"Oh. I'm not either," she said finally diving into the water and swimming over towards me.

I waited until she broke surface and stood right beside me nearly touching. "You're not what?"

"A virgin silly."

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say, or even how to respond to that so I didn't. But I wasn't about to go anywhere or do anything with her either. The thought of Katie and Kathryn coming home to find the two of us like this was frightening. At least I didn't have a hard-on to worry about trying to conceal or cover up. I was too nervous for that.

In the next instant Kathy suddenly ducked under water and I felt my swim trunks suddenly yanked down around my knees. Once again she broke surface, facing me. "You didn't think I was going to let you get away with keeping your trunks on did you?"

I was about to reply to that one when suddenly the feel of her hand clasping me under the water shocked me back into reality.

I actually did pull away from her. "Kathy!" Was all I managed to say however, I was too tongue-tied to say anything else. Especially as my eyes had locked on to the twin spears of perfection bobbing there on the water in front of me.

"What?" She said with a totally innocent looking expression on her face.

"You know damn well what!" I shot back at her.

"Oh. And you don't want to touch me either I suppose? Don't want to feel my boobies, or touch my pussy I guess huh?"

"I didn't say that."

"So you would like to then huh?"

"I didn't say that either."

"No, but your body sure is saying that," she said pointing at me. Even under the water it was obvious I was growing an erection.

Once again she stepped over towards me. "Like I said. Grass makes me horny."

Suddenly she stopped, turning her head towards the house. "Ooops. Saved by the bell!" She stated. "They're back!"

Luckily my trunks were still wrapped around my legs, so it took only a moment for me to yank them back up. I watched Kathy walking just as slowly back up the steps as she had done when she'd walked down them. I was mentally urging her to hurry up, scared to death at this point that Katie and Kathryn would suddenly come bursting through the back door seeing her standing there like that. It was frustrating to see her slowly put her bottoms back on, and finally her top. Looking at me the entire time with the most mischievous expression on her face that I had ever seen on a woman before.

"Next time," she said then, and turned heading into the house.

Thankfully the next few days passed without any further incidents. Either the women were always hanging around one another, or Kathy and I at least were never alone. But the same was holding true for Katie and I as well too. And as she had previously warned me, neither one of us winked, smiled or even dropped subtle innuendos even given the opportunity to do so. I was beginning to think we never would have the opportunity to do anything until they left. And worse, where Katie and I were never saying or doing anything, Kathy on the other hand had been teasing me unmercifully. She had twice flashed me, showing me either one or both breasts within sight of Katie or her mother who could easily have seen her doing that and gotten us both into a hell of a lot of trouble.

Finally one afternoon I heard Kathryn telling her mother that she and Kathy were going into town to do some shopping. I waited patiently outside working in the greenhouse until I saw Katie come through the door. Almost immediately she removed her blouse and revealed her bare breasts to me. I nearly ran to her, cupping one, and leaning down to suckle and kiss the other as we stood there hugging and then frantically helping one another to remove the rest of our clothing.​