Chapter 7
Upstairs in his study the next day, Phil pecked slowly at the typewriter as he worked on his fictionalized account of the past ten years. Janet had gone off to a museum with Kathy. He had planned on playing golf, but the kids were out, so it seemed a good time to work on the book. The music playing loudly through the stereo earphones drowned out all extraneous noise, even the sound of the air-conditioner in the side window. Before him, the window looked down on the pool, sparkling brightly in the sun, as a tiny breeze ruffled the water.
Turning back to the desk after checking the spelling of a word, he suddenly caught sight of the twins settling down in the chairs around the round glass table at the far end of the deck. With them were Beth and Jimmy. The four youngsters were sipping beers and chatting. Phil took off the earphones and raised the window slightly. Some trick of sound brought their conversation clearly to his ears. For a time the boys seemed to be discussing someone's hot-rod while the girls just twirled their glasses. Finally reaching down into a copious purse, Beth pulled out a deck of cards and began to shuffle them. As the boys continued to discuss the car, she began a game of solitaire, and started to play with Judy's help. Quickly losing, she raked the cards together. "Hey, let's play some cards," she said to the boys. Tom reached back and flipped on the radio behind him. "Okay. How about some poker?"
"No chips," Judy noted.
"So? Why not strip poker?" asked Tom.
"Let's," Jimmy said enthusiastically.
"Okay, but let's all start out even, okay?" Beth chimed in.
"I've got a blouse, bra, shorts, panties and two shoes," Judy counted. "That's only six things."
"Same with me," Beth noted. "Count it out, guys."
"Shirt, pants, underpants, shoes and socks. Counting shoes and socks as two each, that's seven," Tom said.
"Same here," agreed Jimmy.
"Okay, your shoes only count as one, they have to come off together," Beth said, dealing out a hand to each.
Tom began to arrange his cards. "We going to bet things, or just win or lose?"
"Just win or lose," said Jimmy. "How about playing it high-low? High and low hands win, those in the middle have to take one thing off."
Phil, still watching silently from the study window as the four youngsters arranged their cards, reached back and took a pair of binoculars off the book shelf. From where he was he could see only Tom's hand well. Quickly his son arranged his cards. Holding a pair of kings, he dropped three cards. "I'll take three."
Jimmy took one, Beth and Judy three each.
"Pair of kings," Tom reported.
To his left, Judy spread her cards. "Pair of threes."
"Nothing at all, ten high." Jimmy put down his hand.
Beth, to Tom's right made a face. "Pair of sixes. Looks like we lose, Jude." She kicked off one shoe, and so did Judy.
On the next hand, the two girls came out high and low, forcing the boys to take off their shoes.
Phil watched through the binoculars as Tom went for low hand on the next deal. Came the showdown, he was ten high; with Judy lower with an eight as high card. Jimmy was high with three fives. Making a face, Beth kicked her other shoe off onto the grass as Tom pulled off one sock.
The following hand, both Tom and Jimmy tried to go for the high hand and were beaten out by Judy with a straight.
She laughed delightedly. "I went for low and drew to an inside straight!"
The boys took off another item-Jimmy one sock, Tom his last sock. As he bent over, Tom pinched Judy's calf. "Beginner's luck."
"Darn, didn't work that time. Tried to do the same thing again," Judy commented on the next hand. She and Jimmy were in the middle that time. She kicked off her remaining shoe while Jimmy took off his last sock.
As the trivial items of clothing were used up, the game grew more serious, with less chatter for Phil to hear. His heart beat more rapidly as he watched Tom try to fill a flush. Failing, when the showdown came, he had low hand while Beth was high.
"Oh, dear, here we go," Judy sighed as she began to unbutton her blouse. Jimmy quickly stripped off his shirt and feasted his eyes as Judy pulled her blouse off, thrusting her bra covered breasts forward as she pulled her arms out. Casually she tossed it over on the grass with her shoes, then reached for the cards. Sitting up very straight, she shuffled and dealt, fully and proudly aware of the boys' eyes on her trim young torso. Excitement made her breathe deeply, and the slight ripples of her ribs showed.
The game stayed even the next time, with Judy and Jimmy winning. Eagerly Phil focused the binoculars on Beth as she unbuttoned her well-filled blouse. Her breasts bulged above the top of her bra. Deliberately she thrust her arms behind her and let the blouse slide down her arms as she arched her breasts out and up for the boys inspection. Phil's hands sweated at the thought of fondling them through the lacy bra.
Tearing his eyes off his sister, Jimmy rounded up the cards. "Now things are beginning to get interesting," he commented as he shuffled and began to deal.
Phil watched through the binoculars as Tom fidgeted with his cards. Finally, he dropped one on the table. The new card filled the missing middle of a high straight. To his right, Beth spread her cards on the table. "Seven high straight," she announced proudly.
"Beat you, ten high straight," Tom said, making a face at her.
Judy sighed, her bra-covered breasts heaving prettily. "Nothing higher than an eight."
Jimmy sighed wickedly. "Nothing above a seven. You lose again, girls."
A little anxiously, the two girls looked at each other. Beth stood up first and began to unfasten her shorts. "Here goes." She pushed them down over her full hips. Underneath she wore a pair of filmy bikini panties. The dark curls of her pubic hair showed through the thin material as she tossed the panties aside. "Come on, Jude."
Shaking slightly, Judy stood up. She reached around and unbuttoned the waistband of her pink short shorts. Fumbling, she pulled the zipper down, the swell of her hips spreading it open as it went down. She pushed the pants down her graceful, slim legs. Her panties were even more minuscule than Beth's, but more opaque. The top cut just high enough to hide the first wisps of pubic hair, the legs cut high on the sides.
Beth crossed her legs under the transparent top of the table as she shuffled and dealt. "Come on cards, let's go!"
Through the binoculars, Phil could see that Tom was again faced with a possible straight, eight high. This time, however, he failed to fill it, pulling an ace out of the deck. Frowning in disgust, he spread the hand before him on the table. Judy grinned as she spread a hand with three jacks. Jimmy showed a pair of tens, while Beth had low hand.
Nervously, Tom stood and took off his pants.
His underpants bulged from his erect prick as he sat down. Jimmy duplicated his action, also showing signs of his excitement.
Beth and Judy studied the crotches of the boys through the glass table as Tom dealt the next hand. No one was talking as they picked up their hands.
Tom found himself with three kings to start. Hiding a smile he called for two cards. Judy took one again, Jimmy one, and Beth three. "You first Judy," Tom prodded his sister.
She frowned. "Jack high, nothing."
Beth smiled in seeming triumph. "Pair of aces."
One by one Tom spread his three kings in front of him. "You lose girls."
"Oh, no!" they chorused.
For a minute they looked at each other, wondering who should be first.
Tom settled the matter. "From here on, high hand does the undressing of one person, low hand the other." He stood and walked around behind Beth. She sat very straight in her chair, smiling tensely as his hands went down her back and unhooked the bra. The cups loosened and the straps slipped slightly on her shoulders, but she kept her hands folded primly on the table in front of her. Tom eased the straps down her arms, the cups falling away from her large breasts. He lifted her arms and slid the straps off completely. Casting the bra away he stood behind her, his still-covered prick warm against her neck, and gazed down at her proud, full breasts, nipples taut with excitement. Finally he returned to his seat.
Jimmy turned toward Judy without getting up and beckoned her to lean closer. When she had complied, arching her back, he reached around behind her with both hands and fumbled for a moment. Suddenly the cups of her bra loosened. Still holding the ends of the band in each hand he pulled it slowly from her. She held her arms straight in front of her and leaned back as he pulled the bra off. Proudly but nervously she sat very straight while his eyes inspected her.
Finally she turned away and gathered in the cards. "My deal. Come on cards!" Her hands shook as she shuffled and dealt.
Tom failed to improve on a pair of sevens, and Judy wound up with a pair of fives. Beth was high with three sixes and Jimmy was low.
"Stand up," Beth commanded Tom.
The two of them arose and walked together to where Jim and Judy could watch. Beth's full breasts swayed gently as she reached for the waistband of Tom's shorts. She had to pull the front out and work for a moment to get them to clear his jutting hard-on. Finally the slight breeze brushed his pubic hair as she slid them down his legs and he stepped out of them. Her hand lingered and stroked him for a moment before she let him go back and sit down. The other two got up as they sat down. Judy held herself very stiffly as Jimmy walked up to her, his prick leading the way through his underwear. His hands reached out and encompassed her waist before sliding down to the top edge of her tiny panties. He turned her sideways so one hand was on her belly, the other on her back. Then he slid them down. His fingers in front pushed the elastic down and clung closely to her skin, sliding down very slowly over her cunt as the flimsy garment was pushed lower. Judy moved one foot sideways, spreading her legs as his fingertips disappeared under her. Her head fell back at his touch. He kept on and pushed her panties down, holding them for her to step daintily out of them. She stood naked before them for a moment, her nipples burning with passion, before she sat down. Jimmy's eyes feasted on her through the table. Shyly, she crossed her legs.
Jimmy finally reached for the cards. "Last hand? Or do we need to?"
The four of them were blazing with feeling as they looked at each other.
"No need," Tom and Judy spoke together as they studied the people who had stripped them. As one, all four of them stood. Tom turned to Beth and Judy to Jimmy. Beth gave a quivering breath, making her breasts heave and jiggle. "Do it the same way Jimmy did, please Tom?"
Jimmy put his arm around Judy, already having been stripped by her and watched Tom and his sister.
Tom gulped. "Not quite the same." He walked around behind her, leaving her facing the others. Jimmy's hands moved up as he stood behind Judy and began to massage her breasts. She leaned back against him, eyes half-closed as she watched her brother and Beth.
From behind, Tom slid his hands around Beth under her arms and cupped both her breasts. Eagerly he tried to fit the whole breasts into his hands but found them too big. For long minutes he milked them as she leaned back against him. Finally he released them and slowly slid his hands down her front. His fingers together, his hands followed the crease of her thighs toward her cunt, pushing under the panties, pulling them lower until her bush began to show. His hands delved into her pussy as she spread her legs for him. As he probed and touched her, she watched Jimmy, one hand milking Judy's breast, the other delving into her sex, one finger prying.
Upstairs, Phil had dispensed with the binoculars to take in the whole scene. As he watched, Judy turned to the boy fondling her and reached for his erect prick, fondling it with both hands. Suddenly she pushed him back to his chair, and as he sat down she knelt in front of him and began to kiss and lick his prick, finally taking the head of it into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she began to suck and move her head up and down on it. Meanwhile, Tom and Beth had tumbled onto the grass and assumed a head to crotch position as they began to mouth each other. Phil's cock ached as he watched the four healthy, eager youngsters stimulating each other to new heights. Jimmy slumped back in the chair, his head hanging back as the lithe blonde girl sucked and sucked at him, slurping and licking at his cock. His hands reached down finally and began to guide her head in an up and down motion. Her head hid Jimmy's prick, but Phil knew he was driving her mouth on to it until finally he would shoot deep into her throat.
Behind them, lying on the grass, his son and Beth were writhing, their mouths working. Tom was on his back, knees bent slightly, with Beth over him, her crotch pushing into and hiding his face. Her mouth pumped eagerly up and down his prick, glistening wet from his juices and her spit. For what seemed like hours Phil watched the incredible scene below, finally pulling out his own stiff cock and masturbating it. Just as his prick began to spurt, everyone below climaxed but Judy. Jim drove deep into her mouth, jamming her head down on him. Tom thrust upward with his hips and Beth downward with hers as the two of them came together. While Phil cleaned himself up, Judy sat back on her haunches and smiled up at Jimmy, and Beth and Tom untangled each other and sprawled weakly on the grass.
Finally Judy broke the panting silence. "That's fine, but what about me? I didn't get to come yet." Her voice was soft and plaintive.
Jimmy looked at her. "You won't let me put it in you."
She shook her head, sending her hair swinging over her naked shoulders. "No. Not yet."
Beth beckoned to the girl. "Come over here and lie down. We'll fix you."
Judy sprawled wantonly on her back in the grass, spreading her legs. Tom and Beth pinned her arms and began to massage her breasts, each concentrating on one. Jimmy got up and knelt between her wide open thighs, his hand reaching for her cunt.
"Oh, my God, my God," Judy began to whimper as Jimmy gently began to pet her pussy, just brushing the fine hair. As she began to writhe slightly, Tom leaned over, still massaging her breast and kissed her hard on the lips. Beth bent down and began to nurse on Judy's tit.
As Phil watched, Judy's head twisted from side to side, and her arms tried to gain their freedom from Beth and Tom's legs. Her hips twisted as Jimmy deepened his exploration of her crotch, spreading the lips of her cunt and running a moist finger over her clitoris. His first touch on it brought another whimper from her and she thrashed eagerly, her heels digging into the soft grass. Tom began to nurse at her other tit, and Judy arched her back, pushing her breasts upward into his face and Beth's.
Removing his hands, Jimmy stretched out on his stomach between her legs and brought his mouth down on her cunt, his tongue probing and licking at her, pressing into her channel, then sweeping upward and over her clitoris. Finally he trapped her clitoris between his tongue and lips and rolled and sucked at it. With a wail Judy arched completely, her heels and head picking up her whole body, driving her cunt onto Jimmy's face, her tits onto Beth and Tom as a flaming climax swept over her.
Finally, as the four young people collapsed on the grass, Phil turned away from the window and fell into his soft easy chair, his mind boggling at what he had just seen.
Fifteen minutes later he was still shaking his head in amazement when he heard a series of whoops and splashes from the pool. On the far edge stood Judy, slim and proudly naked. From where he was, Phil could see the smile of fulfillment and contentment on her face. She glanced up at his slightly open study window and he ducked quickly back out of sight. He missed the secret smile she gave before plunging in to join the others.
All hope of working on his book gone, Phil puttered around in the study, staying away from the window so as not to be seen. Finally, after an hour, he slipped downstairs, went out and quietly opened, then loudly slammed the front door. He sauntered out to the pool as if he had just come home. The four children, though he hesitated to think of them by that word, were now wearing their suits and sunning themselves on the lounges.
"Hi, kids, how's it going?" Phil said, pulling up a chair. Secretively he studied them, looking for signs of passion. Nothing showed, he decided.
"Hi, Dad, have a good game?" Judy asked innocently.
"So-so. What's doing?" Phil sat back in his chair and carefully studied the deck to keep his eyes off the barely covered bodies of the girls, bodies he had recently watched brought to a boil.
"Nothin', " Tom answered. "Absolutely nothing." He pretended boredom.
Silence fell, and after a few minutes Phil got up and wandered into the house. Shortly after all four youngsters went next door. Just as Phil was about to undress for a swim, Janet came home.
"Wait a second, honey, and I'll join you. Those museums are hot." Janet began to undress. Phil's mind went back to the afternoon's sights as she removed the somewhat severely tailored suit to display a tiny bra and smaller panties. Then she said. "Oh, before I forget, Kathy invited us over to their place for supper next Thursday. Sound all right?"
"Sure," Phil said, grabbing a towel. "Ready to go?"
Janet shucked off her panties, and naked like her husband, followed him out to the pool. To herself she thought, Thursday won't be any too soon, judging by his reactions just now. That underwear was designed to catch him and he didn't even notice. Her thoughts wandered to the nude state of Kathy and Jake when she had dropped by that day. Her memories of making love with Jake stirred her before she pulled her mind away from him. A warm surge of affection for their neighbors remained as she dove into the pool.
For a long time the two of them just drifted lazily, enjoying the cool water over their nude bodies. As she paddled lazily on her back, Janet looked down her body. Her full breasts spread over her chest, sagging a little from their own weight. A stray breeze brushed her nipples, making them peak sharply. Her gaze roamed downward as far as it could without raising her head. Her stomach swelled slightly below her navel, and she could just glimpse a few hairs from her crotch, glistening with drops of water.
"Jan," Phil said softly and lazily, "how much sex education have the kids had?"
"Hmmm? Oh, a bit. I tried to fill them in on the birds and bees." She rolled over and dropped her feet to the bottom of the pool. "Why?"
"I was just wondering. Suppose they're still virgins?"
"Judy is. Just the other day she was asking me what it's like to make love the first time. Wanted to know if it hurt much."
"What did you tell her?" Phil was hanging on the edge of the pool.
"What could I tell her? I told her about us the first time. Told her you were so full of tenderness and consideration, and I was so full of love I didn't notice the hurt. What makes you ask?"
"Something that happened this afternoon. The kids didn't know I was upstairs, thought I was playing golf." He went on to tell her what had occurred.
Janet's jaw dropped. "My God, Phil, why didn't you stop them?"
"And give them a set of hang-ups they'd never get over? Not on your life. Remember how long it took to get past yours? As wonderful as that first day was, it must have taken us two years to really get straight on sex. They're young, healthy kids of this decade, not thirty years ago. I doubt if I could have stopped them without really screwing things up. What I do worry about is venereal diseases and pregnancy. And that Judy's first time should be done right. As uninhibited as she was this time, I think come the time someone really sticks it into her, she'll be terrified, unless it's done right."
Janet, her initial shock past, thought for a moment. "Well, they've had lots of information thrown at them about VD and pregnancy. As for the latter, I don't see any solution."
Phil smiled a crooked smile. "There's one way, but before I tell you I want to make sure you realize that I love you more than anything else in the world." He cuddled her gently and nuzzled her ear. "And I love Judy and Tom and the last thing in the world I'd do is hurt them in any way, now or later. Believe me?" He gazed seriously into her eyes.
Catching on to his seriousness, Janet held his gaze for a long minute, studying him. "Yes, I believe you."
"Okay. Where I was for the last ten years they've solved the problem beautifully. It sounds terrible to us at first blush but it works." He went on to tell of how father introduced daughter to sex, with mother coaching, and mother slept with son, while the father coached him. "Those families are tighter and healthier and more loving than you'll ever see in the States. And they are all great lovers. They learn more earlier about satisfying their partners than you or I learned from the first five years we were married. Remember how I used to go off before you were really warmed up?"
Janet pushed off and swam thoughtfully down the pool and back. "I guess Kathy and I discussed somewhat the same thing a while back. What should we do?"
"I don't know how the kids feel about the idea. I told them about the initiations where I was. Judy seemed pretty interested. Also, she's been trying to warm me up, I think. Let's see what develops."
"Okay," Janet said, pulling herself out of the pool. "It'll take me a while to get used to the idea. Okay if I talk with Kathy about it, or do you think she'd blab?"
"Those people are becoming like family. She won't blab."
"Okay," Janet said, walking inside.
Late that night, as they lay in bed, Phil spoke up again. "What's Jake like in the sack, anyway?"
"You really want to know? You won't get upset?"
"No, I won't get upset, and yes, I really want to know. I want to know that my wife is treated right."
Janet nibbled nervously on her thumb. "He's good. Not as good as you," she hastened to note. "But he's so kind and thoughtful, while he's bold, too."
"Sounds like you miss him a little," Phil said.
"Oh, I do not!" his wife denied vigorously.
"Come on now, the truth," Phil urged.
"Well. I guess I do, a little. He really is so sweet. It was nice when we did it. He was almost like a father to the kids, too." She looked over at Phil. "What brought this up?" She propped herself up on one elbow. "Have you been thinking of Kathy? You do miss your harem," she said accusingly.
"I do not!" Phil's protest was not strong.
Janet flopped back on the bed and crossed her arms, obviously in a huff. "You do to, miss your harem."
Phil rolled over to her and began to kiss and nuzzle her neck in a way he knew got her turned on. "But it's you I love, and you I married."
Despite herself, Janet felt her body responding to him. "You do miss your harem." She turned to him and began to match his kisses, her hand reaching down to his slowly rising prick. Holding and fondling it, she teased it to life as his hand sought her breast, then slipped eagerly down to her crotch. As his finger began to penetrate and rub the lips, she raised her leg, opening herself to him. He pushed deeper with his middle finger seeking her channel while he pressed the palm of his hand against her crotch. Her head twisted from side to side as he blew in her ear and teased her with his finger. Finally he moved over her. Eagerly she spread her legs wide as his prick poked and teased at her opening. Finally it found the right spot and eased into her, just a little at first, then backing out and coming back a little deeper. In and out he moved it, slowly pushing her open, slipping deeper and deeper into her as she whimpered in pleasure. Unable to hold back any longer, he finally pushed the full distance into her, bringing a sudden gasp from her. His hands gripped and squeezed her buttocks as he drove into her, lifting her hips to improve his angle. It seemed only a few minutes before she felt him jerk and spout into her. Striving to hold his erection, Phil kept driving into her, adding a twisting and side to side motion to his hips as he drove her to a peak, grinding against her hard when she held her breath at the top of the ride, passion blazing through her. As he slumped down on his panting, satisfied wife he smothered her with kisses. For long minutes they lay there catching their breath. Finally they rolled over on their sides, his wilting cock still embedded in her.
She looked at him tenderly and brushed a drop of sweat off his forehead. "You do miss your harem, don't you?"
"But I love you," he protested gently.
"I love you too, and I miss Jake. Admit it, honey. Four women are better than one. One you get to know, while four you never will."
"It doesn't bother you?" he asked.
She smiled tenderly. "A little. Does me missing Jake bother you?"
"Some. But the thought of him fucking you turns me on, too." His prick stirred in her at the thought and she gasped and pushed onto it a little.
"I guess it does," she giggled. "Oh, I love you so much! Let's get you a harem."
"How?" he asked.
"Well," she said, stroking his cheek gently, "Jake would like to bed me again, I bet. What about Kathy?"
As he thought about the black-haired neighbor his prick jumped in her again.
Her eyes twinkled at him. "I think that's answer enough."
Phil laughed quietly. "You win. How'll we go about it? Can't just walk up and ask 'em, can we?"
"Nooo ... " Janet said thoughtfully. "But I think, with Jake's cooperation, which I'm sure I can arrange, maybe next Thursday will offer more than just dinner."
Phil smiled in anticipation and gave Janet a lingering series of kisses before rolling away from her and going to sleep.