(RECAP: Lisa and Narda are sisters who have always shared everything. When Lisa married Wright, she had to determine how much she would continue to share. She knew she would let her sister shave her husband smooth. Would that lead to more?)
Lisa was up early the next day, while I enjoyed a few minutes of extra time in bed. I heard voices and figured the rest of the family were up and about. The door opened and Narda peeked in. I was covered by the sheet.
"Morning," she said.
"Hi. What's going on out there?"
"Papa's made arrangements to go deep sea fishing and wants to know if you'd like to go along." She entered the room as she spoke, leaving the door ajar. I thought that coming into your brother-in-law's room while he was naked in bed must be no big deal for the family.
"I hate to disappoint him," I said, "But I get really seasick. I could try. I don't want him to think I'm a wuss."
"Don't worry. I have a feeling he'd rather go by himself. There are three old buddies of his joining him. I think they'll be drinking and telling stories from the old neighborhood more than they're fishing. Papa was being polite."
I nodded.
"So, come on," Narda said, "Breakfast is ready. Mama made lots of food." She tugged at the sheet, pulling it down until the top of my pubic patch appeared. I grabbed the edge and stopped any further exposure.
"I can handle it, Narda. Why don't you tell them I'll be right there."
She grinned. "Not shy are you? Remember we still have a date with a razor." She looked at my half exposed crotch. "You will be a challenge, but I'm up for it. I wonder if you'll be, too." She giggled.
"Grooming is a topic for another time. Now, take your ass out of here and let me get dressed."
She turned wiggled her ass at me. She was wearing her bikini bottom under a tee shirt. Shaking my head I quickly dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, hit the bathroom and joined the family in the kitchen. Leonardo was on his way out and shouted good-bye to me. True to Narda's word, there was a pile of sausage links, a heaping bowl of scrambled eggs with peppers, toasted Italian bread, and a bowl of fresh fruit salad. The ladies were filling their plates and talking about five different subjects. I sat, ate and enjoyed watching three beautiful women have fun.
"So, what's the plan for today?" Maria asked.
"Nothing too much," said Lisa. "Looks like the morning will be good beach weather. It might be overcast this afternoon. So, I say we go out after breakfast and get some sun."
"Sounds good," Maria said. "How about later?"
Narda sneaked a look at me and said, "We have some unfinished business with Wright." Lisa's eyes widened as she imagined what her sister was referencing. She then sat back and smiled.
"What sorta business?" asked Maria, looking at me and then at her daughter.
"We need to clean up Wright, you know, between his legs. Lisa says it's a mess."
"Madre di Dio,' cried Maria. "Such talk at the table."
"Well, you asked," shot back Narda.
"So, why is this cleaning up necessary?"
I suddenly felt like I was about to melt into a puddle because I was burning with embarrassment.
"Mama, you know, like it's better when Lisa uses her mouth."
"Pah," Maria said. "Your Papa is hairy, and it's never stopped us."
"But, don't you wish sometimes, he was not so hairy," asked Lisa. "I think it could be so nice if everything was smooth. Especially i cogloni."
Maria took a sausage and waggled it. "Maybe I can see your point." She slowly pushed it into her mouth, and just as slowly pulled it back out.
That broke up all of us.
"But, why must Narda do the cleaning on Wright. Isn't that the wife's duty" Lisa said she did not trust herself, and that Narda had experience.
"I suppose with that finocchio," Maria said
"Mama, please," said Narda. "And, no, not just with him. I like my guys smooth. Just as they like me that way."
"Humpf," said Maria. "And, you Lisa? You also clean yourself like Narda?"
"Since we've been here, I have. Mama, it feels so good when Wright is kissing me there. Oh, just so good."
"Merda," Maria said. "God, just once I'd want Leo to do that. But, he thinks it would make him less a man if he eats his wife's pussy. Where do they get these ideas! Maybe I should shave it off. You think your Papa would go for it? Got to be better than the smelly fish he's planning to bring home."
Lisa and Narda laughed, and then her mother joined them. I sat there stunned. Could a mother and her daughters really talk this frankly?
"Hey, Mama," said Narda. "Maybe Lisa could loan you Wright. If he's as good as she says he is, you might have a real treat." Maria looked at me. My dick was so hard I was afraid it would split my shorts.
"Stick out your tongue, Wright," Maria said.
The look on my face was probably the exact reaction they were looking for. In a second, the three women were laughing so hard I thought they would burst. After they calmed down, Narda said, "So, Mama, you never had oral?"
"Did I say that?"
"Well, you said that Papa never..."
"Wait," said Narda leaning forward, "You have a lover. You're seeing some other man?"
"When did I say I was seeing another man?" Maria said.
"But, you said you had oral?" interjected Lisa.
"Oh, my god, Mama, are you gay?" she said, her mouth dropping open. Maria laughed, and shook her head.
"No, I'm not. But, you know Cousin Connie."
"Gay Cousin Connie!" said Lisa.
"Yes, god bless her, she's gay. And, as her cousin I do her a favor, and let her keep her skills sharp."
It took everyone a second or two for the meaning to sink in.
"Oh, Mama, you devil."
"What? I relax in bed, and Connie gets to exercise her tongue. I see it as win-win."
"And, you, don't, you know, with her..."
"No, that is a one-way street. She doesn't mind. And, wow, she is good. Every Wednesday, we have a standing date. Maybe, I should say a lying down date. So, I guess we always find a different way to skin a cat."
"Or a pussy," I added. The three women stared at me. One by one they started laughing. I joined them, and we went on until we could hardly breathe.
"So, no, Narda, I think I shall not ask for Wright's services. Besides, I don't think Leo would approve."
"Does he know about Connie?" asked Narda.
"Sweetie, sometimes a good marriage has to have a certain amount of mystery. No wife should let her husband know every secret. And, the same goes for the husband. What Connie and I do does not hurt your Papa or our marriage. Sometimes, I think maybe he suspects. He always asks how my visit with Connie went. He says that I always seem so relaxed after that visit. So, does he know or not? Can't say. Anyway, Wright, please keep all this within the four of us here."
I nodded. "Did I meet Connie?"
"She was the one wearing the yellow dress and big hat," said Lisa. I recalled a tall, blond woman, with a nice figure. "She's attractive" I said.
"Yes," said Maria. "Broke a lot of men's hearts before they figured out it was not salami she wanted. But, bless her, she has a talent." Maria's focus faded for a bit. She shook her head and looked at us staring at her.
"With all the wedding plans, we've not been able to keep our Wednesday dates. I hope to get back on track soon."
The women started cleaning up. I offered to help, but was scooted out of the kitchen. Twenty minutes later we were gathering our beach paraphernalia and heading out. Being a weekend, the beach was crowded. We found a spot to spread out our two blankets. The women decided to work on tans, and I headed out for a walk. I must have been gone for an hour.
When I returned they were all face down on the blankets, their backs completely bare. I called out, and Lisa lifted her head to smile.
"Just in time. We need to be greased up. Now, one of us doesn't have to put a top back on." I studied the three naked backs. Even Maria wore a two piece. Her plump rump filled out the black bottom of her suit. I dug a bottle of lotion from a beach bag, and knelt next to my mother-in-law. I squirted a liberal amount on her back and began to rub it in.
"Ooh, that feels nice, Wright. Don't be afraid to work it into my shoulders." I gave her a mini-massage and could feel the knots slowly loosen under my fingers. I did her sides and lightly touched the mass of breasts trapped between her and the sand.
"Legs?" I asked.