All persons in this story are above the age of eighteen when any sexual activity takes place.
Was this all a dream? This didn't happen in real life. It was so wrong and yet felt so right. It had been quite some time since he had engaged in sex of any kind and they were, after all, consenting adults. He was anyway. She was eighteen. Too young to drink but not too young for other things. What was it she had said? "I'm all grown up now." She certainly was. All grown up. All grown up and sucking his cock so sensually.
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Tyler Cooper had not been back east in over five years. He had been so absorbed in work he hadn't made time for much else. He hadn't made time to come back and visit his family or see his friends.
When he had first taken the position with the start up firm in California there was projected to be tremendous financial upside. With his new bride and her expensive tastes he had thought it was a good move and it might well have been but for the fact that Christie could never be satisfied. Never enough fancy toys. Never a nice enough house, or enough expensive clothes, or enough fine dining out on the town. Then he found out to his dismay and humiliation, never enough sex on the side. His friends had warned him against marrying Christie. They were almost unanimous in their opposition to her. Tyler was unmoved by their concerns as he was smitten with her stunning looks and was also blinded to her obvious personality and character flaws. It had cost him some, but not as much as it would have if the marriage had lasted longer or they had started a family. This trip back home was to be an opportunity for Tyler to lick his wounds around friends he trusted. Jack and Linda Perkins were two of the best. Jack had done quite well for himself in business and Linda had come from money, so his two long time friends had always lived well. He was invited to stay in one of their guest rooms for as long as he needed to. Jack had insisted. Tyler had stayed at their place many times before and was looking forward to the retreat and break.
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"I hope you don't mind that it will be a bit noisy today when the kids have their pool party. It's a regular mid summer thing with them."
They were having morning coffee on the second day of his stay and Linda was scrambling eggs when she had said this.
"No, of course not." Tyler replied. "It might even be good for me. You know, bring back memories of happier times. I remember them begging uncle Tyler to toss them into the pool from the side until I was too worn out to stand."
"They won't be asking you to do that this time. They would probably prefer that we all make ourselves scarce. Teenagers would like to do their own thing without supervision but that won't happen here."
"Damn straight it won't." Jack said, having just come into the kitchen and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He pecked his wife on the cheek and patted her butt while she stirred the eggs.
"You slept late." She said, turning and smiling at him.
"We were up late. Tyler and I had a lot to talk about."
"And a lot to drink if those empties in the trash can are any indication."
"We had a lot to talk about honey."
"And a lot to drink about." Tyler offered.
"She's not worth drinking about Tyler. You know how I felt about her from day one." Linda said, spooning eggs from the pan onto his plate as well as spooning out some for herself and Jack.
"I know. You guys have been great and I feel like an idiot for having not listened to you."
"You're not an idiot buddy. You're also not desperate."
"I should have listened to you guys. That's all I'm saying."
"You should have, but let's stop beating yourself up over it. Time to start the new chapter of your life." Linda said with a smile and a reassuring pat of his hand.
She then raised her glance to the staircase behind Tyler and said. "The breakfast chef is going off duty now girls. You will have to fend for yourselves. That's the price of sleeping in."
"No problem mom. Hi uncle Tyler. Good morning." Said a voice from behind him. A second voice joined in a giggle and Tyler turned to see two stunning eighteen year old beauties standing and giggling at the foot of the stairs. The taller of the two was instantly recognizable as Tina Perkins, the daughter of his two friends and the one who had called him uncle Tyler. She was blond like her mother as well as beautiful and poised beyond her years. The other girl leaned into Tina and whispered into her ear which set off another round of giggles.
Tina replied to the other girl, "I know silly. I know he's not my real uncle but when mom and dad said he was coming to stay for a while that's how they were able to remind me of who he was."
The friend who had been whispering was not instantly recognized by Tyler but when she looked directly into his eyes and smiled at him she seemed very familiar. Eventually it came to him. 'Oh my God! Little bunny!' He thought to himself.
This was the little girl who had trailed around after him whenever he had been over to the Perkins house those summers years ago when he was a regular at their pool parties and gatherings. That must have been ten or eleven years back he thought. She was generally present when he had been over as she had been almost joined at the hip to her best friend Tina. It seemed the two were still maintaining that friendship.
"Do you girls want any eggs? Should I leave the pan out?"
"Sure, mom. We were just going out to the pool deck to look for Barbies phone. She thinks she left it out there last night before we came inside."
"I was unaware you girls could get more than ten feet from your phones without an alarm or something going off." Jack offered.
"Come on dad! You're no different, you know. Everyone around here is attached to their device."
"Guilty as charged." Jack admitted and stepped aside as the girls squeezed past him to get to the sliding glass doors leading to the pool deck.
Tyler, mesmerized, was staring at the teenagers tanned legs and tight bottoms undulating under the oversized tee shirts they each wore. Neither had on a bra and he had to tear his eyes away from their pert breasts before he was observed ogling by either of his good friends.
"Is that other girl with Tina who I think she is?"
"That's Barbara Thompson or Barbie, if that's who you are thinking of." Linda answered.