A totally fictional story whose characters are all 18, or over. As always, your feedback is welcomed.
I had just finished High School where I was a pretty good football player. In fact, I was so good in Middle School, that my parents and I, agreed to let them hold me back, even though I was a decent student. The purpose was so that I would be bigger in High School, hoping it would help them win a championship, and I would in turn get a sports scholarship. We won it, but they thought I was too small at the Division 1 schools, and I had to take a partial, or just go to a Jr college and hope to get picked up based on performance my first year. Being from modest means I decided to go to the Jr College in my hometown, they have a team that plays a limited schedule with other Jr Colleges in the state. Players like me, have a chance of getting picked up later at a bigger school, as they do keep an eye out for talents their scouts had missed. It's dog-eat-dog in the upper divisions, and they have to keep their eyes open.
I don't want to fault my parents, they both work hard, provide me with a loving, and stable homelife, and contributed to a state sponsored fund that would pay my tuition to selected state funded schools, our local school was one of them. I would only have to buy books, some meals on campus and misc. I could handle it if I worked part-time in the off season.
It was July when I got the bad news, my poor dad was really upset when he told me he had been transferred to another city. Dad had only a High School education, and jobs are not plentiful for him. If he did find another one he would have to start from scratch seniority wise. I did not want them to feel bad, mom talked to my aunt, and she was willing to let me stay there, but she was an opinionated, racist, bitch, you name it, she hated it. I was not sure I could stay there.
Then a good offer came in, my girlfriends smoking hot mom Elaine, made an offer. I could move in there, that it would be good to have a man around the house to help with household chores, and maintenance. This would help her out as she was a single mother. That, and the fact that she had never had problems with Cindy and I having sex in Cindy's room, made me lean that way. She was one of the most open parents that I have ever been around. Problem solved, I was so happy to tell my parents, I knew it was bothering them that they could not help me.
August came and I moved in with Elaine and Cindy. I had my own room next to Cindy's and down the hall from Elaine. Football practice started, the college version of two-a-days, they were not quite as bad as High School, but I was pretty wiped out when I got home. Elaine fixed me dinner every night and would not take any money. She washed my clothes, folded them put them away, and all this while still holding down a full time job.
Elaine and I were getting along fine, one thing that I had to get use to was that, Elaine and Cindy were not very modest around the house. I mean I was a 19-year-old, red-blooded teen full of hormones, and it was difficult for me when Cindy would walk into my room in only panties. Sometimes, when she was horny, would come in naked like it was just everyday behavior. I found out that she really liked being naked all over the house. We had similar sex drives, but football practice wore me out, it's very intense in that month before the season. Her mom was not as bad when it came to showing her body in the hall, I can't say she did not dress sexy, I think she wore her bikini more times than she actually laid out or used the pool, maybe because she was not comfortable being topless or even in panties and bra in front of me. When Elaine was in her room it was a different story, I even caught a glimpse of her topless when I would walk by sometimes, she never seemed to close the door.
One night after we had sex, and were just lying there talking, I ask Cindy how she got to be that comfortable scantily clothed, or even naked with me after I moved in? She said, "dad and mom were very open when they were married. They claimed they were naturalist for a while, and they both ran around the whole house naked, they even wanted me to. They took me to a so called, "family" naturist park once. I gave in there because there were other kids, and we were all left to entertain each other, and that turned out to be a crash course in sex education, but that is its own story. It was weird being young, and being around naked people your grandparents age, with all their stuff drooping.
I gave in at home after that too, well you've seen me. I guess that's how I learned that I liked others seeing my naked body too. I think they realized, that they just like being, and being seen nude, but that feeling is sometimes lost in the naturist setting, with no one in clothes. When they were together and still happy, it seemed like they were naked, and fucking all the time, sometimes with others. If they were drinking, sometimes I think they would forget I was there, or maybe that by then I was 18, and felt it was OK to see that crazy stuff. They would get so loud when they had others in their bed, and I was trying to sleep. I would have to close my eyes, reach in, and close their bedroom door when they were having a fuck party.
It would not have been so bad if they had what most people would consider normal marital relations, but they were into about everything at one time or another. She said that her mom put her foot down when she found out that one of my dads friends that came over to have threesomes, was deliberately walking by my room naked. I realize now that mom probably let him in their bed because he was well hung, and dad was a little cheated in that department. One night he was there, and they were drinking, he got up and appeared in my bedroom doorway. As you know I sleep nude and even uncovered in the summer. I got cold, and sat up to find the sheet. Well, there I was sitting knees spread, rubbing my eyes, only to see him standing there, with his huge hard cock in hand, masturbating as he looked at me, he even took a step closer as he seemed to focus on my genitalia. I let out a blood curdling scream, expecting my father to come and kick his ass, then throw him out. But it was my mom, who did not even take time to put on a robe. She did not hesitate, and used her foot to kick him hard, then limped behind him as she sent him out the door naked, holding his balls and screaming like a girl.
You would think my dad would have not let him come back, but he did. Well surprise, he did it again, this time he stood right beside my bed, I did not know he was there until I felt something wet hit my face, again it was mom that came, but this time in only slippers, and with a ball bat. By then he was trying to grope me, and she lost it, but she didn't kick him, and break her toe like the first time, she used the bat instead, and broke his groping arm, and cracked some of his ribs. I heard them arguing the next day, dad telling her she should not have hurt his friend, because he was drunk. Well that was it for her, the fact that he was more worried about his friend then the two of us. Things were never the same with my parents after that, it was not long after that she filed for a divorce."
I did not know what to say, but told her that was awful, but glad your mom took care of him, and I was surprised she was that sexual. We have been respectful to each other that way, other than her leaving the door open as she dresses, and I try not to look as I walk by, but she is not only nice, she is attractive for her age, it's hard not to look.
"Well I would not be surprised if you don't start seeing more of her, she had just cut back on the nudity since you moved in. I will have a talk with her about leaving her door open when you are home."
I told Cindy, "I would rather you didn't, I am a guest, and lucky she is letting me live here. I want her to act like she would if I was not here."
"Be careful," she said, "you don't know what you are in for."
I don't know what Cindy was insinuating. Elaine was not that bad of tease, not near as bad as you would think she would be, having had that type of lifestyle during her marriage. I would see her in a teddy and a short robe, but that was less revealing than a swimsuit. It did reveal one thing though, it revealed where Cindy got her build, I already figured her looks came from her mom. She was so sexy in that teddy, I actually was curious what she would look like nude, or even just topless.
I thought maybe if I showed more she would in return, and then it was me that was not trying so much to be fully dressed around the house. I would go shirtless more often, and even would walk to the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around me, it was just across the hall from Cindy's and my rooms. I noticed right away that she was giving me more attention, yes checking me out. I in turn, let my glances into her room become a little longer, and more frequent. I got a glimpse of her in only panties, and felt like a bad little boy.
Things changed after Elaine talked me into using the master, en-suite bath. It had a huge shower you could have a party in, with multiple shower heads with a massage function. I think it was a leftover from the lifestyle she had when she was married. I had to take her up on it, the guest bath had a tub shower combo, with little room to move around. She told me she did not mind me passing through the bedroom, and to just to use it like it was my own, and not to worry if she was in bedtime attire, or even less, that she is not that modest, and is hard to embarrass as well. Made a special point in telling me I did not need more than a towel to travel in the hall, but she said she promised not to look if I would happen to forget the towel, and gave me a flirty look.
This worked out well, I was under the impression she wanted to see a little more of me, as she started being in less, like a thin robe that was brief enough to cover her, but short enough to make you want to see what was under it. Then she was wearing only panties and a bra when I would come back from football, we would just say Hi and go about our business. She was built, I was not getting much right then because Cindy was working an afternoon shift, and I would be in bed when she got home. Elaine worked early mornings and was home more often when I was. It seemed she got a little more like Cindy after I started using her shower. She would always be in the bedroom when I would get home. I just thought she was a person that had a regular routine.
As time went by she continued to be in less, like a robe that covered her, but short enough to let you see that there was nothing under it, and just open enough at the top to create some deep cleavage, even showing some side breast. Soon panties and a bra became the most prevalent, and after a while it was obvious that they were starting to be sexy low cut ones, that were not likely ones that she had worn to work. But I understood, I looked her way when she did, and would even stop to make small talk, that had to make her feel good to have a young guy want to check her out. One day as I walked in for my shower, and caught her topless, she did not even flinch, or try to cover up. I paused to talk, and made sure she knew I was interested in her lovely breast. Topless became the new normal, but sometimes she would go with just a g-string, I appreciated that, she has a nice ass.
