This story is the thirteenth in a series. The prior installments provide context and background on the individual characters. However, the author hopes that this story may be read with pleasure as a stand-alone piece.
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I pulled some plastic sheeting out of a utility room to catch any drips, placed on the floor of our hall cedar closet, and told the ladies that they could hang their clothes in there. I thought it would be easier for them to undress if no one was watching, so I said "I'll leave you two here. When you're ready to come out, the pool and patio are through that sliding glass door over there."
"Please stay," Jane said. "I think that it will be more fun if you watch while I undress." Jane glanced at her companion, who nodded her head in agreement. "I've been looking forward to doing this since I got your invitation."
I shrugged in acquiescence. Who was I to argue if two reasonably attractive ladies wanted me to watch them strip naked? Jane unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. I was correct that she was wearing nothing underneath. Jane turned to look at her companion, who pulled her knit top over her head, revealing that she wore nothing underneath either. Both ladies giggled a bit, nervousness I suppose. After a moment, Jane took a visibly deep breath and exhaled. She reached to the back of her wrap-around skirt, unfastened it, and unwrapped it. Jane had worn nothing under her skirt either.
Jane looked at me and smiled. "I hadn't worn a skirt with nothing on underneath if since I was in college. I'd forgotten how much fun it can be."
Jane and I, both now nude, turned to look at Jane's topless companion. The younger lady undid the top of her slacks, pulled down the zipper, and slid the slacks over her hips to the floor revealing that she, too, had worn no underwear. The younger lady had a fuller figure than Jane. She was much more beautiful nude than clothed.
"Now that we're all presentable," Jane said, "let me make introductions. Harry, this is Lucinda from my office. Lucinda, this is Harry, one of the naked lawyers I was telling you about."
Lucinda smiled a very attractive smile, extended her hand, and gave me a very firm handshake. I then escorted the ladies out to our patio. Carla's face showed very clear surprise when she saw Jane stepping onto our patio wearing nothing but her skin. I introduced Lucinda around and introduced Jane to Wendy and Jeff, the two younger lawyers who had braved the rain to come to our party.
Wendy and Jeff were both in their late twenties, and were a couple. Wendy worked at a boutique intellectual property firm. Jeff was a tax lawyer at one of our city's mega-firms. I think even Wendy would agree that she has a rather plain face. Clothed, you might not look at her twice. However, when she is nude it is almost impossible not to look at her stunning body. Wendy and Jeff were helping with our, so-far underground, effort to start a Nude Bar Association.
After introductions, I went to the drinks table to fulfill Jane's and Lucinda's requests. Drinks in hand, the ladies settled into side-by-side chaises under one of the many umbrellas we had been forced to put up. We went through the "what do you do, what part of town do you live in" chatter that is customary when meeting new people. Unfortunately, the rain showed no signs of abating.
After the "new acquaintance" chit-chat had subsided, Jeff and Wendy stood. Jeff announced that "we need to be off."
Wendy giggled and added, "Yes, I need to go home so I can be fucked. I'm horny as hell."
As Jeff and Wendy walked away, Erin said softly, "they could fuck each other right here. We'd not mind."
Hearing that, Jane asked, "Do you have sex in front of other people?" Erin looked at Carla and me; all three of us started laughing.
"What did I say?" Jane inquired.
Erin raised her eyebrows and asked, "Should I explain?"
Carla just shrugged. I grinned and said, "Go ahead."
Erin explained how she met us, working as a naked waitress and a bottomless party which Carla, Mala, Sarah, and I had attended; and how she and I first made love, repeatedly, in a display case at another Claire Robertson party. When Erin finished her story, Jane looked at Carla and said, "I thought that you and Harry were a couple. Were you ok with that?"
Carla laughed and then answered, "Well, I was in the display case fucking Harry for the first half of that party."
Lucinda blurted, "Fucking in a display case with lots of people watching you. That is so hot!"
Jane turned towards Lucinda. "You'd do that?"
"Absolutely," Lucinda replied. "So would you."
Ignoring Lucinda's last comment, Jane turned back to Carla. "So, are you and Harry a couple?"
Carla sighed and gave a summary explanation of our non-traditional relationship. "Erin, Harry, and I are a threesome. We all live here and, yes, we share the same bed." Jane seemed taken aback, but Lucinda nodded approvingly.
The conversation turned to more mundane topics. After a few minutes, Erin walked up to me, took my hand, and said "We're going in the pool."
I followed Erin into the rain to one end of our pool (we had installed a 25 meter in-ground pool). Erin dove into the water and I followed her beautiful bare ass. We both swam to the far end of the pool where we could stand.
Erin leaned close to my ear and said softly, "Jane and Lucinda are dying to get it on with each other. We need to do something to show them that it's ok." Pointing to a chaise we had left out in the rain, Erin continued, "I'm going to go lie on that lounger. I want you to follow me and fuck my brains out."
Erin pushed herself up onto the pool deck and walked to the chaise wiggling her beautiful bare ass. She lay down on the chaise on her back, spreading her legs. Then she looked over at me and made a "come here" gesture with her index finger.
I pushed myself out of the pool and walked towards Erin. Even drenched in the pouring rain, Erin looked exquisite. For some reason, the thought of making love to her in front of Jane and Lucinda was very arousing, and I was getting hard as I walked.
Seeing that I was already erect, Erin smiled broadly. I lay down on top of her and she guided my dick into her. Fortunately, our patio furniture was well made because Erin and I went at it vigorously. Midway through, Erin gently pushed on my chest and said "you, bottom." I pulled out and stood up. Once Erin stood up, I laid down on my back. Then Erin mounted me.