Some adult stories you can read deal with young women and the father's of their best friend. Or something like that. My story is a bit different. It concerns my initial seduction and willing participation with my girlfriend's father and some of his friends.
I was eighteen years old and it was summer, 1970. My girlfriend, Margie, and her family were going to be out of town on vacation for a few weeks and her parents asked me if I would watch the house, clean the pool and such. Since it sounded like an easy summer job, I agreed. As the time approached it was made apparent that Margie's Dad, Chuck, would be home a week or so before the rest of the family because of business. The exact date wasn't defined, but I'd know when I came by and Chuck would be home. Now, besides Margie, I should make it clear that her entire family liked me, especially her mother and father.
Chuck was probably in his early forties. He was strong and slim, with brown hair and long sideburns that were the rage in those days. His eyes were a piercing blue. He had a tremendous sense of humor. A few times, Chuck had picked me up on my way home from school and driven me home. We had a great time whenever we were together.
Once the Engle's had left town, I had the entire house to myself. It was a sprawling single story ranch home with a large yard and pool in the back. The yard was sheltered by trees that kept the neighbors from looking in. Of course, all those trees meant leaves and thus I had to do a lot of raking and pool cleaning.
After the first couple of days taking care of the place, I realized I could walk around naked and no one would see me. The house was surrounded on all sides by a tall fence as well as large, mature trees. It was a pretty daring thing to do. I finally got up the courage and took off my clothes. First, I walked around the house until I began to get comfortable. Then I would go outside and work in the yard or clean the pool. At the first hint of a voice from next door, I'd bolt inside and get dressed again.
But eventually, after five or six days, I would just come over to the house, take off my clothes and do my chores. Then I'd lounge around the pool, do some swimming and work on my tan. After ten days I had a killer tan.
Day fourteen was no different than any other. I got to the house, took off my clothes, and got to work. I swept around the pool, raked some leaves, pulled some weeds. I used the big net and scooped the leaves and twigs out of the pool. Finally, I dove in and swam for a while. Then I retired to the lounge chair. I was feeling quite pleased with myself when I heard a voice from close behind me.
"You look pretty hot laying there. Nice tan, too."
I nearly jumped out of my skin. I leapt to my feet to find Chuck standing there, a grin on his face and nothing else. I was really off balance now. My girlfriend's father had caught me naked in his back yard and here he was standing in front of me, naked too!
"Sit down, "he said, making a patting motion with his hand, "relax, it's fine. I run around here naked as often as I can." I sat back down in the lounge and he pulled up another next to me. Before he sat down he said "Something to drink? How about a vodka and lime?" I'd never had alcohol before so I just nodded yes. Wow! Was Marge's Dad cool or what? Chuck was back in a couple of minutes and he handed me a drink. "Just sip it," he said.
He sat down next to me and sipped his drink and we talked. I asked him how the vacation was and he described in detail what the family had been doing. We talked about taking care of the house. We talked about the weather.
