*All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old*
I only realize how much I missed these people after seeing them again. Jessie is the first to arrive. He's still driving the old Volvo my father gave him when he passed his driving test as a student. He brought his daughter Zoë with him and judging by the look on her face she would have rather been somewhere else. But apart from the grumpy look on her face she looks stunningly beautiful. I don't want to tell her that she looks just like her mother because she probably hears that remark all the time but it's true. Her red curls and tall posture remind me of what Jessie's wife used to look like.
Jessie seems to know the place well and quickly installs himself in a room putting Zoë in the one next to mine.
"That way you won't bother me if you decide to have a midnight auntie vs cousin pillow fight." he winks at us.
"Oww please dad! Don't be stupid." Zoë rolls her eyes and slams the door behind her.
"We had a little quarrel about her joining here. Zoë planned a nice weekend on her own in the house. But after things went a bit crazy the last time I left her alone I decided it would be better if I kept an eye on her." He smiles lovingly. "Just as stubborn and wild as her mother that one... And a total pain in the ass."
I know how much he adores his daughter. He lets her get away with anything usually so I assume that she really overstepped the line this time. I decide not to ask any further questions.
Monica and Jani arrive not much later. The both look great as they step out of their shiny black SUV. They look very wealthy, which, of course, they are. Jani immediately disappears into the building with Micky to discuss business. This confirms my theory of where all the investment money is coming from.
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Of course,'
I think, 'Jani loves impossible investment projects. This is just something for him.'
"Krissy! Good to see you girl! You look so healthy and tanned!" Monica falls around my neck and pulls me close, kissing me on both cheeks. She also tries to kiss me on the lips but I'm too slow in getting her intentions and it turns in a bit of an awkward moment. She recomposes quickly and walks back to the trunk of the car and pulls out a cardboard box with a Moët label.
"I hope you're thirsty!" she says with a broad smile.
Hours later we find ourselves in the hot tub in the backyard. After a long evening of catching up on each other's lives and a copious dinner drenched in wine the mood is cheerful. I'm sitting between Monica and Jessie in my underwear because, although I initiated this party, I am the only one that didn't realize we needed to bring a swimsuit. Because of the dim lighting it isn't easy to see for the others that my nipples are clearly visible through my wet bra but the idea makes my pussy tingle.
Monica looks better than ever in her black two piece. Not like any mother of four I've seen before. I should ask her what her secret is.
Jani is still the tall, thin, white guy he was in highschool but is obviously much more confident about his body nowadays. It makes him look good.
Not as good as my brother though. He is heavier than he used to be but with his size he can have it. It's obvious that he still works out regularly.
And then there's Zoë. With her red curls and lean body an eighteen-year-old copy of her mother. I can see Jani tries very hard not to let his eyes wander when talking to her but even for me it's almost impossible not to stare. Her mid sized breasts were contained by the perfect red bikini top half way above the water. Her broad, white smile. Her dark almond shaped eyes. She. Is. Stunning. Period.
Two bottles of champagne are going from hand to hand but I decided that I'm thirsty enough to have a right to hold on to one when it passes me. Opposite of me are Jani and Zoë, who stayed in her room for most of the day but now apparently decided to join the fun.
Micky had retreated to the house and, judging by the laughter and the occasional screams we hear coming out, not because he was tired. We are all watching as the light in his room switches on and the curtains close. The open window gives us a front row seat to what's happening inside. It's clear that Micky and his Thai girls are having lots of fun as the laughter continues and later turns into moaning.
The conversation in the tub has stopped as we're all looking at each other's faces thinking how to deal with the awkward situation.
Jessie clears his throat. "As long as he has fun it's fine by me. Live and let live, I always say." He reaches for one of the bottles and takes a big gulp.
"The last thing I was expecting from Micky was a fascination for a ladyboy." I say, "He always seemed like the straightest guy ever I mean. I guess you can never know what people fantasize about."
'"You can when you ask." Monica adds staring in the water. It's clear that she had too much to drink. She turns to my brother and points her finger to him. "Let's take Jessie... Jessie darling, what do you fantasize about?"
I can see the question makes him uncomfortable and he diverts his eyes away from her. He swallows before he starts to speak. "I know it has been a long time ago now since Eva passed away but if I'm honest I still think about her a lot, also in that way. It probably sounds a bit sad but that's how it is. So no juicy details from me my dear."
He looks back at Monica, who makes a sad face. I can see that she's a little disappointed and that she wants some sensation.
She turns to me but before she can open her mouth I say "What about Jani? He used to be the kinky one wasn't he? What do you fantasize about?"
Jani obviously isn't that easily intimidated as he used to be and he smiles widely. Under the water I can feel his bare feet making their way to the inside of my legs.
"Well my lovely Krissy," he starts and pauses for a moment to look at my see-through bra. For a second his tongue flicks out the corner of his mouth and his gaze returns to my eyes. "At the moment, I have very strong fantasies about you and the things I would like to do to that gorgeous body of yours."
