"Well yesterday, after our dads got hurt, he fixed lunch, and he can really cook! He opened a bottle of wine since no one else was there, and we wouldn't be going anywhere. After we ate I suggested we put on our bathing suits and go for a swim. He joked that with our folks gone we could skinny dip like we did in the wading pool as little kids. I said, 'Right!' and then kind of quiet so he wouldn't hear me, but he did, I said, 'Like any guy would want to look at my body.' He said, 'I would.' After we swam for a while and played water volleyball (I noticed he kept looking at my body when I jumped up in the water to hit the ball) we came back in and got dressed. I was drying my hair and brushing it out when he walked by my door and stopped and watched. I asked what he was looking at, and he said my hair is beautiful and he wished he could brush it for me. I said 'OK' but he wouldn't come in my room, so we went down to the verandah. Like he told you we had some wine with lunch, well, while he was brushing my hair out I talked him into opening another bottle just for courage. After a bit I asked him if he ever looks at porn, and why. Man, was I ever embarrassed! Anyway, he said he does sometimes, but he knows it is all fantasy, and not real. He said the models usually are enhanced, and they photoshop the pictures to make them look better. He said I look as good, or better, than they do! I thought he was just trying to make me feel better or something and said so. He asked if he could show me. He promised not to do anything indecent or anything, so I said 'OK'.
We came up here to my room, which he never would come into before, and he had me stand in front of my mirror. You know how I've hated mirrors for the last couple of years! He asked me what I saw. I said, 'I see a skinny girl with little boobs and long hair. I don't see anything beautiful or attractive at all.' He said, 'What I see is a beautiful young woman who has been programmed by media into thinking she is lacking in beauty and sex appeal.'
I had to agree with him. He asked me to put on some shorts and a tee shirt. He left and I changed clothes. All I had were some booty shorts and a loose crop top that I sleep in. When he came back in he asked me to stand in front of the mirror again, and again asked me what I saw. I told him the same thing, then, he started telling me what HE saw. . "Don't be embarrassed, you asked me an embarrassing question, so turn about it fair play. I'm not trying to be rude or mocking you. I just want you to see yourself for who you are. You've had the wrong idea of what a real woman, a sexy woman, is all about." He started talking about my hair and the way it shaped and framed my face and caught every man's eye that saw it. Then he talked about my eyes and how they lit up my face, how my chin looked, my lips and nose, my skin, and how everything flowed down to my neck and to my shoulders. Then he asked me to put my arms above my head like a ballerina. I thought he was joking, but he was serious. Then he asked me to take a look at my figure and the way it flows together. I told him I didn't see anything good about it. He asked what my measurements are, and I told him I don't know, so he went downstairs and got his Mom's sewing measuring tape and measured me. I thought he was going to try to cop a feel, but he didn't! He was a perfect gentleman! I'm actually an inch bigger on top than my hips! He asked permission, really, he did, to bunch up my top a little bit to show me something. He was really red and embarrassed. It was sweet! Then he said, 'Imagine you had artificial breasts like those girls in the magazine. Wouldn't you be unbalanced? Instead, you have the perfect size breasts for your body and shape. They are perfect.' He talked about how my hips match up with my figure, and how so many women work hard to have my measurements. Then he said, 'You wear a padded bra don't you?' I said, yes, that I had ever since seeing those pictures. He said not to, that I don't need it, and that it actually detracted! Then he said he would loan me some tee shirts for the rest of the week if I wanted. He thought I was going to change back into my other clothes when he went down to fix dinner, but what I did was to take off my bra instead." Jennifer and Susan just looked at me with their mouths open and wide eyed. I laughed and said, "Well, he did tell me I didn't need it, and that it detracted!" We all laughed at that. "Anyway, that is why I needed you to bring my other clothes up for me. They are likely to be a little snug! I haven't worn them for two years!"
So then I changed into a different pair of shorts and a tee shirt with a deep vee neck. I didn't bother putting on a bra. Jason seemed to like it without, and the parents weren't back yet. We went down to breakfast.
It's me again. I had waffles hot and ready by the time the girls came back down. I asked Jewels to pour some orange juice for us. She said, "You mean we don't get wine with breakfast?" and giggled. "No, no wine for breakfast! I told you you would turn into a lush!" We all sat down to eat and had a good time with it. We discussed what we should do with the day. The girls wanted to swim and work on their tans, so after cleaning up the kitchen we all went upstairs and changed to our bathing suits. Was I in for a surprise!
I was back downstairs and had gone out to gather flotation devices and other things we might want down at the lake when the girls came out. Jewels came out last singing, "She wore her itsy, bitsy, teensy, weensy, yellow polka dot bikini...", and she did! "You like?" Did I like??? Did I say it was itsy bitsy? It was also teensy weensy! "I haven't worn this since I was sixteen, and I'm a little bigger now than I was then." It was a string bikini, and it is a good thing they were long strings, because there wasn't much else! She walked over to me and put her arms around my neck and brushed her breasts across my chest and smiled. "Thanks, so much for helping me understand myself," she whispered. "The other girls are so jealous! They have struggled with their self-esteem since we saw that magazine, too. Do you think you could help them understand?"
"Why don't you two take the towels down to the beach. I'll have Jewels help me with the other stuff," I said. Really, I needed a chance to re-arrange my cock, which was tenting out my trunks since Jewels walked out the door. "Are you asking me what I think you are asking me? You want me to do with them what I did with you?"
"Uh Huh. Anything up to having sex with them. They are my friends, and I want them to be happy too, and they don't have a Jason in their lives who cares for them."
"But you are the one I love. I'd feel funny saying some of that to them. It was hard enough saying it to you."
"Think about it, would you please? I know it would be good for them, and I trust you to tell them right. I'd hate for some boy who was just out for himself to do it."
"I'll think about it," I said, and picked up a couple of floats and handed them to Jewels to carry. We walked down to the beach, with me holding a float in front of my crotch trying very hard to look natural doing it. Jewels really had me going. Not only was she wearing that wonderfully too small bikini, but she was asking me to pay attention to the bodies of two other young ladies in bathing suits. True, they were very modest, as Jewels' had been the day before, but still, they were bathing suits on two fairly attractive, and in shape young ladies. I walked all the way to the water's edge before throwing the floats down and diving in quickly hoping Jennifer and Susan wouldn't see my cock bulging in my trunks.
We swam around for a while and played a little water volleyball. Jewels was pretty smart, pairing herself with me, so I would be watching the other girls jumping and bouncing in the water. I know she was trying to get my thinking going about talking with them about their bodies, and their feelings about their looks. We had played for about an hour before we decided to get out of the water for a while and the girls wanted to get some sun, so they laid out their towels on the sand and stretched out to catch some rays while I went back to the cabin to get us all some cold drinks. Jennifer said something to Jewels as I was walking away that I didn't catch, other than I heard my name. I did hear Jewels say, "I dare you to ask him! He'll tell you." I don't know for sure what they were talking about in the short time I was gone, but I noticed both Jennifer and Susan checking me out as I walked back. I handed out their drinks and settled back into a lounger and laid back, enjoying the nice breeze. I started to doze, when my cellphone rang. Looking at the number I answered and said, "Hi Mom. How's it going?"
"Hi, Son. You guys getting along OK?"
"Sure. I fixed waffles for breakfast, and then we swam for a while. Right now we're just resting and catching some sun. How are Dad and Brad doing?"
"That is what I was calling about. Brad is dizzy today. The Dr. doesn't think it is anything serious, he just banged his head harder than he thought, so the Dr. doesn't want him to drive up there tomorrow either. Dad and I can come up there if you need us to."
