I lived on a tree lined street in an average suburb outside a big city on the East Coast. It was a middle class neighborhood with picked fences, bicycles on the lawns and kids in the street. We had BBQ's on the weekends and in the summer us kids would go from house to house and use the swimming pools.
In my house lived my step dad, my brother and my mother. At the time I was nineteen and my brother twenty one. He had taken a sabbatical from college and worked in a car dealership. I worked in a Diner. I had thought about going back to school, but I knew I was not a very good student. I easily got distracted and had problems organizing myself. I liked to go out with my friends and hang around the mall on my free time.
My mother had been divorced for two years before she met Josh. He was five years younger than her, but it was love at first sight. Josh is your average Joe, there is nothing that stands out about him. He wears jeans, t shirts and sweaters. Usually he has a baseball cap on his head, and he likes to wear white tennis shoes. Over all he is a dear of a man. He never tried to be our "dad", letting our mother deal with us. If we needed someone to talk to he was always available.
Josh and my brother Danny got along fine. They loved baseball and football and could spend hours in the back yard doing loops. I guess we were pretty lucky in the sense of having such a cool step dad.
One day when I came back from work, it was a Saturday I remember and it was hot. My car was in the garage and I had to walk the three miles home. I didn't mind the exercise it saved me an hour in the gym, but the heat was getting to me. By the time I reached the house I was melting. I opened the entrance door and dumped my purse on the floor inside the door.
"Anyone home?"
Silence called back to me. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I looked at the options I had and chose the OJ. I didn't bother with a glass and drank directly from the carton. Some juice ran down my chin and dropped down on my uniform. When the carton was empty I threw it in the garbage bin and walked out to see if anyone was at home.
After walking through the house I realized I was alone and went out on the terrace. The pool looked inviting so I took off all my clothes and dove in. The cool water made me feel better and I swam the entire length under water. When I came up I lifted myself out of the pool and sat on the edge. The sun burned my back and I slipped into the water again.
"Hey, how's the water?" someone called.
I looked for the voice and found my brother standing just inside the house. Danny walked out and up to the edge. I stayed in the middle since I had no bikini on.
"Skinny dipping?"
"Yeah. Where were you?"
"Over at Mike's. He had some car problem so I went around to see if I could help him."
I treaded water wondering if the chat would last long. I wasn't a prude, and my brother has seen me naked more than once since we became adults. But, I had shaved my pussy that morning, and he hadn't seen that style before.
"I'm making something to eat. Do you want something?" he said.
"No, I'm fine, thanks."
"Okey-doke."
He walked back inside and I swam up to the ladder. I quickly got up and was on my way to where my clothes were lying.
"Oh my, Becky. Do you have a new boyfriend?"
I turned my head and Danny was standing there, grinning. I quickly covered my pussy with my hand and lifted an arm over my boobs. "No, why do you ask?"
He nodded his head at me, and said. "New hair cut. I never figured you for the porn style."
I blushed and swiped some hair from my face. "Fuck off."
He smiled at me and disappeared inside. I grabbed my clothes and walked quickly upstairs to the bathroom. I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top. I used a sports bra to keep my D cups in place and went downstairs.
"What are you making? It smells wonderful."
Danny was at the stove and was stirring something in a pot. "Mike's mom gave me some Gulash, I'm heating it up."
I sat down at the table and said. "I changed my mind, I want some."
We ate in silence and when we were done, I did the dishes. Danny was at the table reading a magazine, so I thought.
"Sis, have you gained weight?"
"No, I don't think so. Why do you ask?"
"Your ass looks a bit bigger."
I turned around and tossed some water at him from a glass. "Stop looking at my ass, and by the way, I think I have a nice ass."
"He wiped the water from his face and grinned. "Yeah, Johnny from the grocery store told me you had a gorgeous ass the other day. How would he know that?"
I looked away and continued washing the dishes. The store Johnny worked in was not one my family or I used. We knew each other from High School. A couple of weeks earlier he and some friends of his had met up with the girls I hang out with, and well, one thing led to another and I ended up on all four in Johnny's truck. He was a descendant fuck, I suppose, a little quick to come, but OK.
"I have no idea how he would know that."
"Did he fuck you?"
"No," I lied. Danny knew I had sex and so did he.
Usually we stayed out of each others sex life, only once in a while would we question the other. Danny fucked a Russian exchange student once and I asked him about it.
"Mm, well. That's not what I have heard."
"It's none of your business anyway, is it Danny?"
He stood and opened the fridge. "Do you want a coke?"
"No, I'm fine."
At that moment I saw Josh car drive up and he got out. "Josh is home," I said.
He came into the kitchen a minute later. "Hi guys, what's up?"
"Not much, we had something to eat and I just told Becky, she looks like she has gained some weight."
Josh took a beer from the fridge and sat down. "I don't think so, why do you say so?"
"Her ass looks bigger, that's all."
Josh gave me a quick look and then finished his beer. "Who cares?"
I stared after him when he left. It was strange, but his comment hurt more than Danny saying I had a fat ass. I cared, and I wanted some recognition. I work very hard on my ass at the gym and I'm very proud of it. It doesn't matter if I wear jeans, shorts or a dress, it is round and damn firm. Women in magazines are Photoshopped to have an ass like mine and that includes the famous "gap." Don't take me wrong, I don't stand in front of a mirror all day, but I make sure that my best future is always clearly visible, so I dress accordingly.
Danny knows this, and that's why he was going on about me having gained weight. It's just his way to get on my nerves.
Josh always gave me a compliment on what I was wearing before I went out and him saying that he didn't care about my ass was not good. Ever since he came into our lives I have had a little crush on him. Not that I drool or anything as soon as he is around, but to the extent that I really care about what he thinks of me and how I look. My mother has a good body for her age, and I know several of Danny's friends who love to come by the pool and have a look at her. They also tend to check me out too, but that is a given.
I left Danny in the kitchen and went upstairs. I had to check myself out. I adjusted the mirror on my wardrobe so I could see myself from behind in the mirror on the door. A saw nothing out of the ordinary, my shorts looked just right. I took them off and found a pencil on my desk. I lifted up my right ass cheek and laid the pen against my skin. Then I carefully let go and the pen fell down. The pencil test was a pass. While I was naked I checked my shaved pussy. I had done it in the morning when I was in a hurry and I was concerned, I had missed a spot or two. I was pleased to see everything was smooth as could be.