Ch 6: Dana's 18th Birthday
Author's notes:
1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.
2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.
3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.
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At last the day had arrived. Dana woke early and gingerly felt her body all over. There were only a couple of tender spots after last night's adventure, far fewer than she had been expecting. Even her pussy seemed to have recovered. Just as well, she thought, it will be well used tonight I have no doubt.
Dana dressed for college and went to the kitchen.
"Happy birthday, darling," chorused her Mom and Dad.
"Thank you," she replied. "I don't really feel any older."
"So how are you today?" Marcie asked, "Any soreness from last night?"
"Just a little in a couple of places. Thank you for being so careful."
"Well, the whipping was to induce pleasure by inflicting a small amount of pain; it was not meant as a dire punishment or to be sadistic," said Greg. "We can arrange that if you wish," he added with a grin.
"Maybe sometime, but not today, thanks," replied Dana.
"Well, time for breakfast. What's your program like today?" asked Marcie.
"I have a lecture at 11 but also have some research to do on my current project, so that will take up the rest of the day. I was hoping to be home by about 4ish so I have time for a swim before the guests arrive."
"That sounds like a good idea. It looks like it will be another hot day. I'll try to be home about the same time and will join you," replied Greg
"OK," said, Marcie, "If you guys are swimming at 4 then I'll finish preparations for tonight's dinner party by then and have a swim as well. I'll be ready for it, I'm sure. By the way, we'll do the presents thing tonight after the guests arrive. Is that OK with you, Dana?"
"Yes, that's fine. I'll have time to appreciate them then as well as the delicious anticipation of them all day. I've gotta eat and go or I'll miss the bus."
So they all sat and ate breakfast, then Dana left to catch her bus, Greg drove to work in his car and Marcie cleaned up the dishes and started a list for the shopping trip. After that she dressed and drove to the shops. On her return she started preparing the food for dinner, setting up the dining room and generally tidying up the house. She spent some considerable time cleaning and sorting out the Dungeon so it would be pristine for Dana and Todd tonight and placed a couple of towels in Dana's ensuite so Todd could shower. She placed flowers in a vase of water on the bedside table, placed a few suitable CDs by the player, vacuumed the floor and generally removed all trace of the previous evening's activities. She then checked the pool, removing leaves that had blown in. By the time that had all been completed, along with a hurried lunch, it was almost 4pm. So she changed into her bikini, not that she thought she would be wearing it for long as she anticipated that they would all be skinny dipping like last time.
Shortly after 4pm Greg arrived home looking hot and sweaty in his suit.
"That looks like a more sensible mode of dress, or undress," he commented to Marcie as he gave her a kiss and cuddle, taking full advantage of the skin exposed by the bikini. "But I trust it's not staying on for long."
"Absolutely not," she replied, "But isn't taking it off half the fun?"
Greg went to their bedroom and reappeared wearing a pair of swim shorts, by which time Dana had arrived home.
"Hi Dad," she greeted him, "I'll get changed and be along in a couple of minutes and meet you at the pool."
Marcie and Greg walked hand in hand out to the pool and were already sunbathing in their loungers when Dana arrived – stark naked. Greg let out a low whistle.
"So who's being daring then?" he asked rhetorically.
"Well, I could see no reason putting anything on when I knew I would be taking it off again a few minutes later. Are you swimming dressed or skinny dipping?"
"Skinny dipping, of course," replied both Greg and Marcie.
"Come over here a second and let's just check you out for any damage," said Greg.
"You dirty old man!" exclaimed Dana, teasingly, adding with a grin "You just want a close look at my pussy, probably because at your age you can't see very well."
However, she walked over to Greg, sexily swinging her hips like a stripper. She stopped right in front of him.
"You like what you see, mister?" she drawled with a wink. "I'll let you have a touch if you put a few notes in my tip jar."
Greg roared with laughter. "Where did you learn that?" he asked.
"Well, actually, I guess it's OK to tell you now, but one night Todd a took me to a strip club – he had a mate who was the bouncer that night so we could get in without id – and I heard one of the strippers use that line. You're not angry with me are you, Daddy? If you like you could take me down to the Dungeon and punish me sometime," she pouted sexily, "But just not before next Monday."
Greg laughed again. "No punishment required for a while at least, but I'll definitely think about what a suitable punishment would be. Now, let's make sure there are no welts from the whip that you may have to explain to Todd."
Greg did a reasonably close examination of Dana's pussy, thighs and body. He couldn't resist rubbing his finger between her lower lips. Dana gave a small gasp and closed her eyes as it slid over her clit.
"Looks good to me," said Greg. "Seems like everything is still in working order too."
"You're incorrigible!" stated Dana, before running towards the pool and diving in.
"Are we swimming or just watching?" asked Marcie. "Now you've had your bit of fun hurry up and take my bikini off so I can cool down. It's alright for some but I've been in a warm house not an air conditioned office all day."
