The next day couldn't come quick enough.
Richard Parker awoke on a beautiful Thursday morning full of life and vigor, and jumped readily from his bed, completely nude.
Each day now, he felt like he was floating on a cloud. He was not only embracing his training, he was loving and savoring every moment of it.
The day before had been so enjoyable and so incredibly erotic for him that it still left a big smile on his face, and just gave him a deeply warm and happy feeling inside. He loved being naked in the presence of his step mom and stepsister, and it made him anticipate the next 12 days or so with that much more excitement.
After Barney and Craig had left the night before, Richard hung out with Janet for a bit, watching television, then headed off to bed. He had heard Carrie come in late that night after meeting with friends, but was too tired to get up and chat with her.
He hoped to catch up with her soon.
In the meantime, he looked at the clock and saw that it was shortly after 11. He could hear Janet was already back from cheerleading practice, so he trotted casually down the steps to talk to his lovely stepsis.
"Oh hey, Dick," she said nicely to him as he strode into the kitchen.
In the days that preceded this one, Janet had sometimes reacted to Richard's full-frontal nudity with girlish giggles, which was to be expected of an 18-year-old who hadn't seen many naked men. But to her credit, she had begun to show a certain maturity about the whole thing, not only accepting his nakedness as the norm, but she also had a newfound respect for her stepbrother and what he was doing.
She encouraged him on his decision to help out with the class her mom was not only spearheading but also serving as the willing instructor for, and Janet also made him feel completely at ease around her.
All that said, she did still love to check out his naked body, glancing at his nice, tan upper torso, his muscular buttocks, and of course, his remarkably huge penis.
"No tan lines on you," she teased as he stood before her in the kitchen while she flipped a couple of flapjacks in a skillet.
She eyed him from head to toe, her eyes lingering on his huge, hanging equipment.
"No - don't have to worry about that anymore...for a while anyway," he said, sharing a laugh with Janet as they reminisced about the day before.
Richard now jutted out his midsection a bit, overemphasizing his large, flaccid tool. Janet smiled as she looked right at it, enjoying Richard's desire to show off.
"You're tan all over now, aren't ya'?" she giggled softly.
He smiled back, then walked over to turn down the radio a bit so they could talk more.
"Copacabana" was secretly one of Richard's favorite songs, so it created a nice backdrop for conversation with Janet.
"Do NOT go outside today, Dick," Janet said as she continued to cook. "It is so fuckin' hot. We had to cut practice short because it was just too much."
"What did you guys work on?" Richard asked.
He could barely believe his own ears - he never asked Janet about cheerleading practice, but he just wanted to keep the chat going.
"Well we worked in this new routine, but...I don't know - I'm just kind of pissed off because we screwed up the pyramid," she explained. "It was the first time we almost nailed it, but...ugh, it was just too hot today, that's all..."
Richard appeared sympathetic, and his ability to listen allowed Janet to open up even more with him.
"Dick, can I ask you a serious question, and please just tell me the truth," she said, sitting down at the table across from him and taking a few bites of her pancakes.
Richard nodded, and encouraged her to continue.
"Do you think I'm getting fat?" she asked.
Richard immediately got the feeling that Janet began to compare herself to the other cheerleaders at the college, and that she was feeling the normal anxieties accompanied with being a girl her age. He went out of his way to settle any fears she had.
"Janet, you're perfect," he said with utmost sincerity, looking right into her beautiful eyes from across the table.
She gave him a warm smile, in effect thanking him for his compassion, but she sought more reassurance.
"I don't know...sometimes I think my thighs are getting too big," she said, glancing down at them.
Richard wished he could see those tan beauties, but at the moment they were underneath the table, out of his view. He looked forward to seeing them again.
"I get them from mom, ya' know? It's not my fault," she said, taking a bite of toast.
It was those big, well-rounded thighs - on both Janet and her mom - that drove Richard nuts. Janet was simply being too hard on herself - her thighs didn't even look like they had an ounce of fat on them. They were just big, tan, smooth, supple...succulent.
Richard didn't want to be overly descriptive to Janet in telling her how he thought they were breathtaking, as he didn't want her to think he was obsessed with them, but he did in fact want to make her feel good.
Janet had always been confident about her looks, even cocky at times. But the fact that she was questioning her figure showed just how delicate some women can be at that - or any - age when dealing with their bodies. Janet had a beauty that came from inside, something Richard had come to know. He cared deeply for Janet, and let her know it.
"Janet, I am your stepbrother, and up until the last few weeks I know we've kind of...been bratty to one another," he began, again looking her in the eyes. "But I can tell you, seriously, that I think you are just...you're beautiful."
"Aw, Dick," she gushed, smiling warmly at him.
"And your thighs are fuckin' perfect - believe me," he said.
Richard didn't often curse, so the fact that he did in this particular incident stressed to Janet he was really trying to get his point across.
"I can't stand when girls are too skinny," he went on. "You're...a full-bodied young woman. Please don't ever change."
She giggled sweetly at his sentiments. After she took her empty plate to the sink, she sat up on the table, preparing to make a quick phone call. She crossed her legs, now seemingly showing off those big, healthy thighs.
Her tiny black shorts hugged them nice and tight, and every now and then, when she would move about the room, Richard could see her enormous breasts bounce around underneath her white t-shirt.
"When do you leave for Baylor?" Janet asked her stepbrother casually, as he stood before her.
"Why, you trying to get rid of me?" he kidded.
"No, no," she smiled, tapping her foot in the air just to draw more attention to her amazing legs. "I was just curious. It's gonna be kinda boring without you around."
