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They went in and the door closed. We were all listening. We heard Tom exclaim, "What? No, I can't."
We heard Marianne speak more quietly. "You will. Tom, I won't play fair. If you love me, you will do this." After that it was quiet though we could hear some quiet grumbling from Tom. They came out a few minutes later. Marianne was grinning and Tom's face was red.
Karen grinned. "Six sets of buns! It should be quite a view. Marianne, do you have enough sun screen? That's going to be a big area to protect."
Marianne was grinning back. Tom said, "If I kept it covered, it wouldn't be an issue."
Marianne said, "If you keep it covered, none of us ladies will take off our shorts." She smiled again. "Plus your fiance will really not be happy." Tom grinned ruefully. I think he knew when he was beaten.
Marianne grinned. "Okay, guys, drop 'em!" I unfastened my shorts and let them slide down. Jim did the same. We had been here before. Tom was even more red faced as he slowly unfastened his shorts and let them drop. His pouch was bright blue. The skin around it was pasty white. Jim's skin was close to the same color. I had a coat of tan on that part of my body from our time on the island.
Irene and Marianne went to their guys and looked them over carefully and thoroughly. Tom said, "Marianne, I feel naked and, with you staring at me like you are, I am not comfortable."
"Tom, you stare at me just as hard when I'm dressed like this. You guys are just going to have to get used to being sex objects, too."
I decided to keep my mouth shut. This was a battle that I wouldn't win and didn't think I even wanted to fight. Tom seemed to figure it out and shut up. He did give Marianne a kiss and squeezed a lower cheek. We all went to play in the creek. We were watched by everyone but the little kids who didn't care. We had a good time each of us with our partner. We never got a complaint from anybody but everybody looked. One older man came up to me. He noticed my wedding ring and said, "Which one of these three beauties is your wife?"
Karen came up to me at that moment. I put my arm around her and said, "This lovely lady is my wife. We haven't been married quite three weeks. The other two young ladies are my sisters and they are with their fiancees."
He nodded smiling at Karen. "My congratulations to all three of you guys." He stuck out his hand and I shook it. Karen gave him a hug that may have really made his day. He walked off with a smile. We played a bit more in the water and then got out to eat lunch. We added clothes to the disappointment of many of those looking while we sat at the camp table.
I offered to take everyone out to eat for supper. We went back to our suits and frolicked some more. After all, you really can't swim in a small creek but we did get some sun. Rubbing tanning oil on the pasty white parts was fun while Karen and I enjoyed our touching more quietly. We had applied sun tan oil to each other while totally exposed on the island. We had been able to let the feelings of touching carry us into loving then.
When we returned to the RV, Karen suggested that we all gather our clothes and clean up at the campground's showers. That was approved and the six of us went up there to shower and clean up for the buffet in town. We could all fit, tightly, into Tom's old car so wouldn't have to move the RV. I had come to understand why people towed a small vehicle behind their RV's now.
Karen told me later that she and my sisters had an interesting pair of discussions in the showers Two middle-aged women were talking when the three of them walked in. Karen, with her height might be a bit intimidating but Marianne was the shortest in my family and the more lushly curved of my sisters. One of the women walked up to her with an angry look that suggested she planned to berate Marianne. Karen walked up beside Marianne thereby subtly forcing the woman to speak to them both.
The woman said, "Your suits were overly cheeky."
Karen said, "God has blessed us with bodies that can wear those suits and my husband approves of me wearing mine. I wore mine first on my honeymoon and wear it proudly for him. He knows that other men look but I am secure in his love." She looked the woman up and down. "Lose five pounds and wear one. Do it in private first because you will love the results when your husband sees you the first time. Brad and I were on a private beach and couldn't be seen when he first saw me. We made love on the beach towel and it was merely fantastic." That was only partially true. When she first modeled it for me in the bedroom, I made love to her there!
The woman smiled. "I just might. He liked all three of you but you were the one who really caught his eye. Do you exercise? You have the tightest bottom I've ever seen on a woman of any age."
Karen chuckled. "I used to play volleyball in high school and continued off and on in college. Brad and I run and just got back from honeymooning on a private island. We ran on the beach for a little while every day." A shower was available and Irene jumped in. From that time, a number of the women in the campground talked with them. Only one voiced real displeasure. She worried about the effect their suits would have on younger boys.
Karen asked, "What are the ages of your boys, Ma'am?"
She stammered her response. "Uh, I don't. My girls are six and eight."
Karen said, "Then you don't have any case for a complaint. If your girls were disturbed, I will be glad to talk to them after we clean up. At my church, we make the children understand proper conduct and to be proud of their bodies." The woman was surprised but backed down.
Another woman came up. "I have two boys who are eleven and thirteen. They think you are beautiful. They would be in awe if you and your husband would walk back with me and talk to them."
"Of course, Brad and I will be glad to do that." Karen looked over at the other woman. "We'll be glad to talk to your girls, too." Both women were interested.
We were politely accosted in our shower room. One man noted my ring. He said, "Which one is your wife?"
I said, "The tallest one is my wife. The other two are my sisters. They're engaged to the guys with them." I paused as I pointed out Tom and Jim. "We, my wife and I, are in the last stages of our honeymoon. At this time, my sisters and their guys joined us to see the sights and meet some relatives we don't see very often."
He smiled. "Those are pretty daring suits."
"Yeah, each of us were uncomfortable wearing them the first time. My wife's roommate in college is to blame. She purchased a couple for the honeymoon and got matching ones for me. We got used to them on our honeymoon in the British Virgin Islands. The others have just had to get used to it. My sisters can be pretty convincing."
He laughed and others were enjoying listening in to our talk. Jim and Tom were both blushing about their fiancees, my sisters, being convincing. Jim finally said, "It took a promise to get me to wear mine and I look forward to collecting at the right time in the future." He looked around and added, "And the answer is 'no.' I won't tell you what she promised nor what might be the right time." Everyone had a good laugh at that.
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I love playing games with Lisa, she is so good at the roles and we enjoyed a quiet evening until I got an alert from Anika that an enquiry had come through for another AirBNB booking. I logged on to see the following message:“Good evening, sorry for short notice but need to book your room for tomorrow evening, too s**tty and forgot, I am a 23yo medical student and in town for a conference on Tuesday and loved your easy going and friendly profile. I do drink (will bring wine) and smoke (happy to...
Chapter 4 The Daughter, The Book And The Mother The Daughter Inside, there had been a brief and tearful reunion between Arron and his parents. After which Randy and Arron had a somewhat lengthy and heated conversation about Arron's siblings and how they had not felt obliged to join the family for Erin's passing but how they had responded to the news their father had proposed the possibility of remaining in The States afterward. For Beth's benefit, this argument took place out...
Stories of The Relic: The Book of Keilari - Part 4 - Ground Rules By Alexander Kung The Quietness of the loft was broken by the soft sounds of whimpering and sobbing. Gia growled as she tossed and turned on the couch unable to sleep soundly. After not being able to sleep for centuries, she found herself haunted by the memories of the cruelty shown to her over the years. But the worst was the memory of how it all began.. ~0~ Venica, Italy 1491 It had all started right after she...
HorrorAll of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal...
A young man is given a very special Little Black Book by a mysterious Gypsy Fortune Teller. He uses the magical book in an attempt to seduce the office bitch. How that turns out is very interesting.= = = = = I don’t usually pay any attention to the fortune tellers at the street fair that is set up each Sunday along the sidewalks near my apartment. I know they are all fakes. The only thing for sure about them is that everything they tell you is a lie. But this one was different. She was sitting...
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