Richard awoke the next day still in a state of euphoria.
It felt like Christmas Morning, only Christmas had already come the day before. This was just the sweet aftermath.
Richard had lived out the exhibitionist desires that had always existed deep inside his heart, and got to enjoy those blissful with the woman he cared about the most.
Carrie had brought something out - both figuratively and literally - that Richard never thought he would expose: a genuine passion for being naked for the pleasure of clothed women.
"I can't believe last night," he said to himself as he hopped from his bed.
Richard walked through his room naked as the night before. He had usually slept in underwear and a T-shirt, but he had no desire to put clothes on any time soon.
He walked in front of the mirror, flopping his penis around and imagining Carrie and Janet were looking at it again. He smiled.
But as much as he wanted to strut down the stairs naked for breakfast, his natural shyness did have somewhat of a hold over him still, and he put on just a pair of white briefs and a baggy pair of shorts, and was on his way.
He kicked aside a few 8-tracks that were cluttered about on the floor, and was eager to eat some breakfast. He had definitely worked up an appetite the night before.
Richard jogged lightly down the steps, turned the corner and headed for the kitchen. It appeared no one was home.
He thought he would peak outside and see if Carrie was around. He opened the screen door, not expecting to see his step mom just outside the window. The brown-haired beauty was giving her award-winning flowers plenty of attention.
"Oh Dick!" she replied happily. The word "Dick" hit Richard right in the stomach. Just hearing his step mom use the word a few times the night before was pleasure enough. The thought of her actually addressing him by that name every time she talked to him was almost overwhelming to Richard. And an intense pleasure.
"Excuse my language, Dick, but it is so fucking hot out here," she said, wiping sweat from her brow. The sexy 35-year-old was on her knees in the dirt, her rather skimpy, light gray shorts stretched tightly over her sexy thighs and round posterior.
The sight of her was intoxicating enough, but now her choice to openly refer to him as "Dick" was causing his penis to harden with arousal. Maybe she was calling him that now because of her recent discovery, the discovery that had to do with his anatomy. Maybe she was purposely having fun with him. Maybe, like she mentioned, she had many friends named Richard that went by the aforementioned nickname, so it was a force of habit.
Whatever the reason, Carrie seemed to take special delight in addressing young Richard as "Dick," and he in turn was equally happy to hear her use that word, over and over again.
"Dick, I was telling Janet earlier, you'll get a kick out of this," she began, urging him down to her level. He knelt beside her.
"There was a woman strolling by this morning while I was out front watering the grass," she told Richard, as his erection grew to greater lengths as he looked at Carrie's golden-brown thighs. "She said she loved my bluebonnets, so I brought her back to see them. She just raved over them. Loved the color, the way they were pruned, everything..."
Carrie knew she had the ability to hold Richard's attention, but not by talking about her flowers. So she hurried up with her story.
"Anyway, long story short," she began. "She is from a house and garden magazine, and is going to send out a photographer to get some pictures of my flowers! Can you believe it? The pictures will run in next month's issue."
Richard had to show some interest, even though his attention dwelled on the happenings of the night before.
"That's awesome, Carrie," he told her.
"I mean, I know I like showing off my babies," she said, pointing to her garden as she arose. "But for all the time and effort, it is nice to get them some recognition."
Richard simply nodded. Carrie again wiped her forehead, sweat running down over her pretty face. Her soft brown hair was done up in a ponytail, in affect to keep it out of her eyes as she worked, but it also made her appear even cuter and younger to Richard.
"So, young man, what have you been up to?" she asked him. He felt nervous any time she simply addressed him. Last night had changed his life.
"Oh I just got up," he said.
"Just got up, huh," Carrie replied as she picked up her pruning shears and little shovel. "Well you can help me out a bit. Janet kind of skipped out on her chores so I need you to pick up the slack. We have company coming this weekend so we have to get this place in order."
Richard didn't like the idea of having to do the stuff Janet was supposed to do in the first place, but he did feel an awful amount of affection towards his stepsister at this moment, so he let it slide.
Richard nodded, but found it difficult to make conversation. He was nervous. He now noticed Carrie's line of vision - whether by coincidence or not - drift down towards his crotch, in a very casual manner. Richard awkwardly shifted all his weight to one leg, making the bulge in his shorts bounce around a bit. Carrie noticed, and now looked off into the distance, seemingly holding in a giggle.
"Wh-why are they called bluebonnets anyway?" the boy asked his step mom, trying to take the attention away from his hardening penis.
"Because of the petals. They look like a woman's sunbonnet, silly," she told him without hesitation.
"Oh, right," Richard said. She chuckled.
"I should be wearing a sunbonnet on a day like this," Carrie said, again wiping her brow. Her skin glowed in the bright sunlight.
"You would look beautiful in one," Richard said, hoping he didn't appear too forward.
"Oh thank you, hon," she said. "That's very sweet."
Carrie again glanced down at his crotch, in the flow of the conversation. She was seemingly now using it as a point of focus, looking at her flowers, then into Richard's sweet, adoring eyes, then his crotch. Flowers, eyes, crotch. Flowers, eyes, crotch. She was driving Richard wild, and he feared his dick might burst out of his shorts if she kept glancing down at it.
"The bluebonnet is the state flower of Texas," she informed her stepson. He tried to appear interested in that little nugget of information, but now his attention was drawn to Carrie's large breasts, as he noticed the heat had caused his step mom to perspire a bit, her shirt a little damp. Her huge tits were pressed against her shirt, their outline clearly visible.
Richard enjoyed the moment.
He and Carrie would eventually retreat to inside the house, escaping the heat. The step mom cranked up the air conditioner as high as it would go, and voiced her relief.
"Aw that feels go good," she said as she let the cool air blow against her face and through her hair. "It is soooooo hot out there...But I did get some quality work done."
Richard stood in the middle of the kitchen, shuffling his feet a bit. He was also trying to hide his semi-erect penis, which bulged out against the left leg of his shorts.
"Oh Dick, come here, look at this," Carrie said, urging him over to the counter. "Look at the size of this cinnamon role!"
