This is a fictional story with all characters over eighteen and all rights reserved to the author.
I offered to do the dishes, but Elly instead asked me to play with the boys while she did them.
The boys and I started by playing trains. That lasted about half an hour before we moved into cars and trucks. They had a toy chest in the family room and soon much of its contents was out onto the floor. Some of the toys we played with, and others were removed just to get them out of the way so we could find different toys. By the time Elly came back into the room we'd been at it for two hours; it was nearly 9:00.
"Want a rematch on whiffle ball?" she asked.
"Yes, let's play whiffle ball again," the kids yelled in near unison.
"You're on," I replied. "Let's take them this time, Blaine."
Elly led the way outside. She had changed into her bikini, and I couldn't help but watch her super butt as we headed for the backyard. The whiffle ball and bat were still on the picnic table where we had left them.
We played for three full innings, and even with me batting one-handed, Blaine and I managed to pull off the win, barely. Even the boys were sweaty by the time we finished. I noticed a lawn sprinkler hooked to a hose by the side of the house. It was near a large vegetable garden Elly maintained, which already looked lush with various types of plants. I'd helped my mom with a vegetable garden as a kid and knew the difference between tomato plants, peppers, squash, and string beans, among others.
I pulled the sprinkler onto the grass and ran to turn it on. The others stood watching as I ran through the spray, getting wet. Elly got the idea and ran through next. The boys then followed me through on my next run. Pretty soon we were all soaked. Eventually we started stopping in the spray for a while instead of just running through it. I couldn't help but notice that Elly's bikini was clinging nicely to her body; the wet material hugged her sweet curves, giving me even greater respect for her figure. Her nipples were obviously enjoying the cool water as well. She saw me looking and smiled.
"Take a picture, Thompson," she yelled, as she ran through again.
I watched her tits and ass move invitingly in the tiny suit and could feel a reaction starting to happen in my shorts. I decided to step up the game, and the next time she ran through I met her in the middle of the spray and grabbed her. She squealed and tried to get away, wiggling against me. Her ass pressed into my shorts, adding further stimulus to my already enlarging cock.
Trying to get into the act, the boys held onto my legs, and before long we tripped on the slick grass and ended up in a pile. Fortunately, I ended up on the bottom. Feeling the fall coming I'd managed to keep from landing on everyone, but instead pulled everyone onto me. Catching the advantage, Elly quickly straddled me while the boys pushed on my arms and fell all over my face. We all were soaked, covered in grass clippings from the last mowing, and even getting muddy. Somehow through the mayhem one of Elly's breasts had pulled out of most of the bra cup. Her aroused nipple was nearly in my face as she tried to help the boys hold my arms down.
I started tickling the boys. That worked, as they ran away briefly. Their distracting me allowed Elly to try to pin me down, and in so doing her thinly covered crotch rubbed back and forth over my growing bulge. Elly tried hard to hold my arms down in the cascading water, but I easily matched her strength. I pushed her into a near-seated position on me as she still tried to hold me down.
"I think I'll bite that exposed nipple," I whispered loud enough for only Elly to hear.
She still fought to hold me down as she glanced down at her chest to see what I was saying. She shrieked when she saw her exposed breast. She tried to tear an arm loose to fix her top, but this time I held on to her.
"Let me go you, freak," she screamed, but her giggles gave away her real panic.
"Not on your life," I countered, laughing.
"You'll pay if you don't," she threatened.
"Yeah, how?"
"Like this," she said, and she bounced her pelvis hard right over my crotch. My half-hard cock took the abuse of the impact, and the tight material wedged around it.
"Oh, you witch," I howled.
"Serves you right," Elly screamed as she tore her arm free from me with the distraction. She quickly pulled her bikini top back over her exposed breast. I went to stop her but the boys were back, piling on my head. I'm sure they didn't know or care of their mother's predicament; they just wanted back in on the fun.
The mud was getting worse as we rolled in the same spot. The boys lips were starting to turn blue and I pointed it out to Elly. She eventually got off me only to look at my tented pants and laugh.
"Your fault," I blamed.
"I hope it doesn't hurt too much," she declared with a hearty laugh.
I got up and rinsed in the spray, as the backs of my shirt, shorts, and legs were caked with mud. I watched as Elly stripped the boys of their wet clothes by the back door. She picked up both of the naked boys, kicked off her wet and muddy sandals, wiped her feet on the mat, and then ran through the back door yelling "bath time" to me.
I shut off the water and put the whiffle ball and bat back on the picnic table. I stripped off my dirty, soaked shirt and hung it over the deck railing so it could dry in the sun. I figured what the heck and peeled off my shorts, too. Down to just wet boxers now, I got two beers from the refrigerator. Elly emerged about half an hour later, still in her bikini. She had wet hair, which she had pulled back into a ponytail.
"Where are the boys?" I asked.
"Playing nicely with their toys." She noticed my attire as she took the offered beer from my hand. "Comfy?"
"Quite," I said.
"Good," Elly replied, taking her lounge chair.
The sun was strong and the front of my boxers was already dry. I flipped onto my stomach to dry the bottoms, too. Elly was enjoying the sun on her front as she also dried out. She pulled off the hairband, letting her hair spread out to make it easier to dry. She asked if I needed sun lotion. I said sure and she used a spray can to apply it to both my back and front.
"I didn't bounce too hard on you, did I?" she queried.
"No. I'm fine."
"Too bad we're not alone. I'd make it feel much better for you," Elly declared with a cute giggle.
"Too bad," I agreed.
"I have something in mind for after lunch," Elly said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Since we learned the monitor is good for about a quarter mile, I have something I want to show you after the boys are down."
"Okay."
That's how the afternoon progressed. About an hour later, Elly made tuna fish sandwiches for us all. All the activities in the morning had worn out the boys, and they went for naps shortly after finishing lunch. I put back on my mostly dry shorts, but left the shirt off as Elly, still in her bikini, retrieved the monitor, a blanket, and a small bag. Coming out on the deck, she told me to follow her. I trailed her to a large shed and she opened the door. Inside was a four wheeler used for getting around the property and fields. Elly checked the gas level, filled it a little, and told me to take the driver's seat. She climbed into the passenger side.
Elly gave me a quick lesson on how to start and drive it. It turned over right away and I easily backed it out of the shed. Moments later we were cruising down a path Elly had pointed out to me. The monitor wasn't much use over the noise of the quad, so we planned to go directly to a spot and stop there. We were cruising nicely, but Elly told me to give it some gas. I did and the quad roared down the path. It was fun to drive and we bounced over the little bumps in the path. I tried to stay in the track marks worn into the path.
Elly pointed me to take the path on the right at a fork, and we shot down that path. I was really enjoying driving the quad. We careened around corners and through the corn fields. Soon we came to an open field and I could see cattle grazing off in the distance. Elly had me take another right and within minutes we came to a new section of fence. She pointed to a single tree offering the only shade around, and had me stop there.
I helped her spread the blanket in the shade under the tree. We'd both had a fair amount of sun already. Her tan was becoming a deep golden brown, adding to her already considerable charms. Since I played a lot of tennis I was fine on my extremities, but didn't often get in the sun with my shirt off. I was getting a reddish tint.
