All characters are 18 years or older
BACKYARD POOL
CHAPTER TWELVE
Ron and Amy awoke the next morning, still together in Ron's bed. They got up, used the bathroom, and, still naked, went out into the living area. Anne was puttering around in the kitchen, making coffee when they emerged from the sleeping quarters.
"Mom!" Amy cried. "What are you doing here?"
Anne looked up at them and scowled. "I live here, remember?" She eyed them critically. "You two are simply shameless aren't you?"
They started and inadequately tried to hide their nakedness with their hands.
"Don't bother," Anne said, waving her hand dismissively. "I've already seen it." She turned to the counter and poured her coffee. "I got a message this morning that the power was still out in our building, so I would have to take another day off."
Anne turned back, taking a sip of her coffee as she eyed her nude children over the rim of the cup. "Were you two planning to run around here, naked, all day?" she asked.
"Well...uhhhh...we...uhhhh..." Amy stuttered. "We discovered how much fun it was to do our chores while we're nude!"
Anne lowered her cup, a smile finally breaking through her stern countenance. She glanced around, nodding. "I've noticed how neat and clean the house has been the last few days...who would have thought that the solution to having a tidy home was to let your kids run around the house, naked!"
Amy giggled. She stepped forward. "Here, mom, you should try it!" Amy grasped the lapels of her mother's robe and slipped it off her shoulders, leaving Anne naked as well. "It's very liberating."
Ron watched as Amy turned and reached upward to retrieve two more cups from the cabinet, stretching out her lithe young body. As she poured the coffee, the boy gazed appreciatively at the two lovely, naked women standing in the kitchen, looking more like sisters than mother and daughter.
Both were petite and slender, with long, cascading blond hair. The mother's hips were slightly broader, and her buttocks fuller. Her breasts were a bit larger and as well, but still stood high and proud on her chest without any creases beneath their rounded bottoms.
Ron could easily imagine what his young sister would look like a few years down the road, just by looking at his mother, now. The boy felt a stirring in his loins.
Anne glanced over at her son and noted how much plumper his penis appeared than it had a few moments before. She continued to gaze at it as she sipped her coffee, feeling a tickle in her loins as she watched her son's cock slowly rise to full attention.
She cocked her head toward Ron and said to Amy, "Doesn't
that
get in the way while you're doing your chores?"
Amy looked at Ron and laughed. "Oh, no, mom!" she said. "That's what makes doing chores in the nude so much fun!"
"Oh, I see..." Anne nodded.
They carried their coffee cups to the dining table and sat down. Anne gazed at their reflections in the mirrored wall behind the table for a few moments. "That's quite a view there," she said.
Amy smiled as she gazed into the mirror as well. "Yeah, we found that to be another thing that increased our enjoyment of doing chores...at least in this room!"
They were quiet for a time as they sipped their coffee. Finally, Amy said. "Are you alright with last night, mom? You looked horrified when you ran out of the bedroom, but you seem pretty relaxed now."
"Oh, I wasn't horrified by what you were doing," Anne said. "It was my reaction to it that bothered me. I got so worked up watching you two...I just lost control when Ronnie's cock started shooting cum all over your face...and I also knew that you saw me..." she made a thrusting gesture with her middle finger. "I was so embarrassed I just had to get out of there."
"But, mom, that was beautiful to see!" Amy cried. "That's something Ronnie and I have discovered, too. Watching other people enjoying sex, even if you're not directly involved, can be just as much fun and exciting as when you are. You shouldn't be embarrassed by how you reacted."
"Yeah, and I'm sorry I missed it, mom," Ron said. "All I could see was Amy's ass-hole."
"Oh, Ronnie!" Amy cried, turning toward him and punching him in the arm.
Anne chuckled. "While I've managed to accept what you kids are doing, I guess I still have some work to do on my own feelings about it."
Anne drained the last drops of her coffee and said, "C'mon, honey, let's make breakfast. I've never cooked in the nude before, so we can test your theory, right now. I suppose we'll have to be extra careful not to splash anything hot!"