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More from the early dating days with my then fiance. Names obviously changed. I want to thank carvohi for editing, but any/all mistakes in this story are purely mine.
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I knew from fairly early on that Julie's family was somewhat unconventional, although more came to be revealed with time. Julie was the middle of three girls, you've already been introduced to May in "Poolside Fun," now it's time to introduce the rest of the family.
Julie's mother and father, Irene and Rick, were in their late fifties when I came into the family picture. Rick was a WWII Veteran, he had seen combat and had earned a Purple Heart along with a few other medals. He and Irene met before the war while they were both in high school; when WWII started he joined and they became married just before he shipped overseas to the European Theater. Not an uncommon chain of events for the period. I think that gave Julie's parents the sort of outlook that can best be summarized as "Live, Love and Laugh, because Tomorrow is not a Guarantee!"
Julie and her sisters were all born several years after the end of the war. Irene was mostly dedicated to keeping the home, although she was active in various volunteer organizations outside the home. Rick had a good job and was looking forward to retirement. He was active in the local VFW along with other veterans groups. Like many combat vets, he was reticent about talking about his combat experience; although he proudly displayed the obligatory photos of himself riding a jeep or a tank into some village that he and the guys he served with had just liberated.
Julie's older sister Nancy was engaged when I met Julie, after a few years she and her fiancΓ© Rob transitioned from living together to marriage. Their parents seemed okay with the arrangement; I guess they figured that so long as there was a decent level of commitment their daughters could deal with their own sex lives responsibly. Nancy was already an RN when I started dating Julie, who was in nursing school at the time. So it wasn't unreasonable to expect that both girls were familiar with male anatomy due to their caregiving and schooling. Plus, I found out later that the girls occasionally saw their father naked around the house. It was never discussed, it simply became apparent over the years. If I came over early or late, he'd be in tee-shirt and boxer-briefs, Irene would be wearing a housecoat over her nightclothes.
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Soon after I started dating Julie I'd come over to the house where she still lived with her younger sister May and their parents. Generally, one or both of Julie's parents were home, so they obviously knew I was there and what we were up to. When I first started coming over, Julie would meet me fully dressed; either in shorts and a tee-shirt, or whatever clothes she was going to be wearing outside the house. After a little while, she started greeting me at the door wearing a housecoat over her nightgown. Then it became common to see her in just her nightgown. Winter it was a long flannel nightgown with a V-neck, and if she bent over I could peer in and see most or all of her breasts. During the warmer months she commonly wore a Baby-Doll with matching panty over her regular panty. The Baby-Doll was translucent, and I was often privy to her barely concealed conical breasts, nipples and areola easily seen. Everyone else seemed comfortable with this, although I was often hard-pressed to hide my arousal at the visual bounty.
While we had become somewhat intimate, it hadn't proceeded to intercourse just yet, mostly mutual masturbation although I sometimes went down on her, circumstances permitting. Generally she'd take my penis out and masturbate me to orgasm, catching my cum in the palm of her hand before wiping everything with a Kleenex. I'd pull up her top, move her bra aside and start playing with her boobs, then progress to rubbing her pussy after I slid a hand under her pants and panties, allowing me to slide my finger into a very warm and wet vagina. Obviously, this took place someplace where her parents weren't; we thought we were being discreet!
I was going to college full-time and working a full-time job, making together time something of a challenge. It wasn't at all uncommon for me to go directly from work to their house just to spend a few hours with Julie before going home to start the grind over again. I worked as a clerk in a store, when it got warm I'd get all hot, sweaty and smelly. To maximize our time together, I kept a few changes of clothes in a gym-bag at Julie's house. When I'd get there after work they'd have some left-overs ready for me to eat, but before I'd start eating I'd jump in the shower, clean up and put on fresh clothes. I'd put my dirty clothes in a hamper, and whenever Julie or her mom did a load of laundry they'd wash my stuff along with the family's, then put my clean clothes in the bag for next time.
Besides their being comfortable with my seeing their daughter in revealing clothes, Julie's parents sometimes engaged in off-color language. Suggestive double entendres were a favorite of Julie's father along with a general fondness for puns and word-play. It was never rude, but it was generally more adult than I was accustomed to from people my parent's age.
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That was as far as things went for a year or two. Then, one night after I came over after work, things got stranger...
I'd come in as usual, greeted Julie with a hug and a kiss and said "Hi!" to her parents. I said that I needed to shower before sitting down to eat. Everyone had been busy for a few days before this, and laundry had fallen behind. Irene told me that I had stuff in the dryer, but it wouldn't be ready for a little while.
I just said "Okay, well I'll shower and put on my old clothes, when clean clothes become available I'll just change." I went into the bathroom, closed the door, undressed and started my shower. As I was showering, my clothes finished in the dryer. Julie took them out and folded them, figuring that I'd get dressed in my dirty clothes, come out and eventually change into clean clothes whenever I was ready.
Irene told her "Nonsense, just go in there, swap his clothes and let him know that his clean clothes are ready."
Julie must have balked at this, she wasn't really ready to tacitly admit to her parents that she was comfortable being in the same room with me while I was naked, even if I was partially concealed by a translucent shower curtain.
I guess her mom just laughed, and told her "Well, if you won't, I will!" Then, her wild side came to the fore, and on the way into the bathroom she stopped by the dresser just inside their room and grabbed the Kodak Instamatic that they used for family photos. I think this action took Julie by surprise, by the time she processed the events her mom was already knocking at the bathroom door.
I heard the knock and just yelled "I'm almost done, I'll be out in a minute." Next thing I heard was the creak of the door opening and I felt a draft as the cooler air from the hallway invaded the bathroom. I was tired and not really thinking clearly, but figured that whoever had knocked on the door had accidentally pushed it open, or maybe they just couldn't hear me over the shower and wanted to say something. A moment later, however, my confusion changed to embarrassment. The shower curtain was pulled away and Irene was there with the camera, snapping away, laughing hysterically. I know she saw everything, although all the camera caught of my naked body was me crouching into the smallest possible shape I could assume.
I can't say that I was angered, more just embarrassed. It was even somewhat arousing to be seen naked by another woman. Although, given that this woman might one day become my mother-in-law made it sort of well... odd. I saw the photos after they were developed, everyone but me thought that they were great fun. I was lot less enthused by the prospect of everyone seeing me in such an unexpected and embarrassing situation. However, I got over it, and figured that this was going to be about as far as it went with the parents.
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A year or so after Nancy got married, she invited her parents, her sisters and their boyfriends, over to their house for dinner. May was working and couldn't attend, so it was just the six of us.
Nancy's husband Rob was sort of like me, he was into the latest and greatest in technology. And, unlike me, he had the money at the time to indulge himself in those neat toys! VCRs had just become a popular item, although not many people had them yet, so they were definitely a novelty. Rob had just purchased one and was eager to show it off. He had taped some shows off the air, as well as having collected a small collection of movies that they had purchased. We watched several shows, although I don't recall what they were. Julie's parents were on the couch, Julie and I shared a bean-bag on the floor, and Nancy and Rob were in a loveseat. It was a warm day, and everyone had a drink, either a cold beer or some wine spritzers that Irene made up. Rob had a small stash of weed and rolled a few joints. Everyone including Irene and Rick took a few tokes of them as they were passed around. So we were all slightly buzzed.