This story revisits the Justin and Ashley saga. Check out 'Summer Days' previous chapters for the complete back story.
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"Oh my God I feel like I'm gonna explode!" Ashley rubbed her stomach as she settled into the passenger seat of Justin's Volvo.
"That dessert was amazing," he added.
As he pulled out of the parking lot of the new gastropub that opened not far from their house, the two held hands as they ventured the short distance home. It was the final night of a very busy summer for them and a perfect way to end it.
It was only the third time they treated themselves on a "date night" since Anna was born. That is, if you count the two weddings they attended as date nights. Ashley struggled anytime she had to part with her beautiful baby girl as her mind was constantly filled with worries and fears. Justin, on the other hand, had been pushing Ashley to take a breather. They needed it not only for their own mental health, but for the health of their marriage as well.
They were both thirty and happily married for three years. But the road to their union wasn't always a smooth one. After a summer filled with exciting sexual escapades involving things neither of them ever dreamed of doing, they went their separate ways when Ashley went back to College. Aside from a few graphic text exchanges and flirty phone calls, they largely led separate lives.
But soon after college, as they both ventured into true adulthood, it became clear they were more interested in a real relationship. After dating on and off through most of their twenties, they finally admitted to one another that they were meant to be together. Permanently.
Anna was born almost nine months ago to the day. She was a sweet little bundle of joy and they both loved her very much. But the immense stress brought on by raising a baby had put a massive strain on their love life.
"You know I love you right?" Ashley asked with her bright blue, dreamy eyes glistening at Justin as he focused on the road.
He turned to her just long enough to smile warmly before turning back to the road. "I know. I do too." He reached over and caressed her back.
"It's really late. Later than I thought."
"Yeah," Justin agreed. "We probably overstayed our welcome, huh? I got the hint when the servers started putting away the chairs."
"Christina should just stay over. She shouldn't be driving home this late. It's too dark."
Justin sighed. He was hoping tonight he could have a little alone time with Ashley. But felt it was probably best to allow his stepmother to shack up in the guest room.
"Living room lights are still on," said Justin as he pulled into the driveway. "She must still be up."
Ashley opened the front door slowly as it had a tendency to creak loudly. "Hi!!" she whispered as she tiptoed her way into the living room.
"Hey guys! How was dinner!?" Christina sat up on the couch.
"Shhh!" Ashley held her finger up to her mouth. "Is she asleep?"
Christina lowered her voice. "Oh my goodness. That baby is out, sweetheart. She's a really great sleeper."
"Did you guys have fun?" Justin asked as he headed for the kitchen.
"Of course we did! We made fart noises, we lied on our backs, I walked her around the first floor!" Christina was clearly thrilled to get to spend time with her granddaughter. Ashley and Justin were both happy to have her around for the help.
"Listen Mom," Justin called out to her from the kitchen. He had a tendency to sometimes call her 'Mom.'
"We're gonna have you sleep here since it's late. The guest room's all made up. That cool?"
"Oh don't be silly, sweetheart. I can go home. Your father will be worried anyways."
Justin came back into the living room carrying a wine bottle and three glasses. "We have red wine. You're staying," he smiled as he lined them up on the coffee table. Never being one to argue, Christina relented and plopped back on the couch.
"I guess George will be fine." She'd be staying over tonight.
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Ashley was laughing so hard, she was keeled over in her chair. Two empty wine bottles and a third open one were on the coffee table along with the baby monitor showing Anna sleeping soundly upstairs.
"Oh my God, I can't believe I forgot about that. Justin, you wore that bikini like all night I remember!"
"He wouldn't take it off! It was like his new favorite outfit!" Christina laughed.
"Ok, ok, ok, guys. Relax. I was thirteen, ok? Sheesh."
"A thirteen year old, already into cross dressing. What times we were living in," Ashley said as she smiled at her embarrassed husband.
"I can remember turning to George thinking 'is this normal?' And then looking at you act so casual the rest of the day with Ashley's bikini on. And your little pecker stuffed in the bottom."
Everyone laughed at Justin's expense. Even he couldn't help but crack up thinking how weird that must have been to see.
"Yeah that would probably pose an issue for you nowadays, huh?" Ashley joked, hinting at something everyone in the room knew very well.
"Oh my goodness, Ashley! Stop!" Christina keeled over as she laughed.
"Ha. Yeah I guess my crossdressing days are behind me," Justin added.
"Oh my, oh my. We sure had some fun summers as a gang, didn't we?" Christina asked as she leaned forward and poured another glass of wine.
"You could say that again. Probably none like the one before our Senior year though," Ashley hinted about one particular summer that everyone couldn't possibly forget. It was then that things got a little uncomfortable. Justin felt the conversation shifting towards an all too familiar subject.
"Gosh. How could I forget that?" Christina recollected. "The summer we all discovered it," she announced, making a lewd reference to Justin's endowment.
"Yes!" Ashley liked where this was headed. Even though she and Justin's sex life had taken a back seat during the last year, she remained a healthy, horny woman and had only recently felt the desire to bring some spice back in their lives. "I'll never forget that. Justin, you must think about those times a lot, huh?"
Justin raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, well... that was, uhh... that was quite the summer."
Just then Christina started laughing so hard, she spit out her wine, catching it in her hand before it hit the carpet. Ashley and Justin looked at each other, smiling, anxious to hear what Christina was laughing about. "What?" Ashley eagerly waited for Christina to stop laughing.
"I can just--" she laughed again. "Oh my God, I can just see the look on Colleen's face when you--" she cracked up again.
But everyone knew what she was talking about. The particular incident as well as many others that summer burned a hole in their memories forever. Ashley nodded. "The charcuterie board."
"Ahh, the ol' salami imposter," Justin added. A familiar tingle was felt in his crotch.
It was impossible to forget. The way Justin casually walked out of the kitchen carrying a cutting board garnished with delicious meats and cheeses. But none more delicious than his seven inch flaccid penis, resting comfortably between salami and prosciutto. The look on Colleen's face, Ashley's conservative mother, when she first discovered the healthy phallus was one for the ages.
Justin's comment only fueled Christina's laughing spell even more as she keeled over, bright red, and reaching a painful level from her chuckling. This gave Justin an opportunity to look her up and down as she leaned over. Even at fifty-two, she looked good. Old age had largely spared her as she remained in shape. That's not to say some wrinkles had found their way to her as she grew older, but none so much as a few faint ones under her eyes. She was still very beautiful, almost sexy Justin conceded.
"This, this is too much, guys," Christina finally said as she calmed down. "What a summer. What an incredible time we all had."
"Justin especially," Ashley said as she took another sip. Justin could tell easily she was getting frisky. "So there was me. My sister. My Mom. Dana..." she stuck out a finger for each person before pausing, looking over. "Christina?" she asked as she held out her thumb, indicating number 5.
"No, no, no," said Christina, shaking her head. "We may have crossed into brand new territory that summer, but never quite marked that one off the list, did we Justin?"
"Not that I can recall," he added, unsure at first if he did indeed have sex with his stepmother.
"Hey, how is Dana actually?" Ashley asked, changing the subject much to Justin's disappointment.
"Oh she's great. She's married again, in fact. Some guy she had known for years and reconnected with. Kind of like you two."
"That's nice to hear. I always liked her," Ashley said as everyone likely pictured the same thing: Dana getting pounded into an oblivion by Justin on Christina's bed while everyone watched.
"Justin do you remember just kind of hanging around naked that summer while we both wore our clothes?" Ashley asked, quizzically. "I don't even know how that started, but I remember thinking it was so cool."
"I do. That was kinda crazy huh?"
"Not only that, but you would have this super massive boner ALL the time. That's what I remember about that summer. It was your ability to maintain an erection almost on demand," Christina described the group dynamic in graphic detail. "To be young again... Now you're realizing what it's like reaching old age."
"I wouldn't go that far, Christina," Ashley responded. "We still have our moments. Justin still has it to be honest."
Christina laughed out loud. "I know honey. I know he still has it. I can't imagine it would fall off."
"No, no! I mean he can still... you know... Stay hard on command."
Justin's tingle in his pants had transformed into a growing erection. He always wondered if he might experience another event like that summer ten years ago. Everyone was drunk and getting giddy. Any sound judgement was heading out the door.
"Oh can you, now?" Christina asked, to Justin directly. The wine clearly had an effect.
He nodded and grinned. "I still got it, guys... Now excuse me while I go check on Anna." Justin left for Anna's room, while Christina and Ashley stayed back. The real reason he left so abruptly was because he was sensing an erection coming on quickly and wanted to quell it.
