Sue's very distant cousin invited herself for a 'brief' visit that extended from a weekend to a week... then a month... then open ended. At first I objected to her rude intrusion. It helped assuage me that her petite body was outrageously hot and her very pretty face was so easy on the eyes. Fully dressed, even when conservatively, her bright blue eyes and gleaming smile could seduce anyone into yielding to her wishes then thanking her for letting you do what she wanted. Her youthful innocence was so endearing and belied her recent, doddering, old age threshold of eighteen. So far, she had evaded telling us when her birthday was.
When Sue told me why she had to run away from home, I regretted my resistance and warmly welcomed her to live with us as long as she needed. I did, however, impose some household rules. She was not to substantially add to our financial burden and not disrupt or interfere with my preferred routines. When she asked me to explain that, I had the chance to learn of her intimate experience levels.
I told her that I usually endured my in-home chores in the nude all day long. Reducing laundry is good for the environment and we all have to do our part. I threw in that aside since I knew she was strongly pro environment, though any thinking person HAS to be. When the California winter nights dropped below a chilly sixty, I put on ONLY a T-shirt or other top covering. If any of that was a problem, we'd have to rethink her visit or limit her access to our common areas. After an open-mouth moment of crimson blush and looking quizzically at her cousin, she agreed to my rules. When she asked if Sue passed the day nude too, Sue answered that she often did though it wasn't daily and she had no problem with her husband being naked around her. Amanda hesitated before asking if SHE too would be required to be naked with us. We quickly said she wasn't expected to be nude with us, but she could join us when she felt at ease with it. We decided it was too soon to tell her about our frequent naked weekends with guests.
Amanda had her own room next to our bedroom, with a shared wall. We always left our bedroom door open, giving Amanda the chance to eavesdrop when she made any extra trips to the hall bathroom. We slept nude and uncovered, but left the lights off for Amanda's sake. During sex, Sue could get loud and we treated that as our normal routine and didn't curb our enthusiasm. After a week of hearing us thru the open door and shear walls, we were surprised and delighted to hear a resounding buzzzzz coming from Amanda's room.
In a kind concession, though not asked, we decided to give her a month to adjust before openly flaunting our nudity at her; so Sue wore at least a light robe and I wore tighty whities or more stylish undies. Sue only loosely tied her robe so it constantly threatened to reveal her sexy parts as she moved. She always seemed to conveniently have both hands full when her sash loosened. With each day, she took longer strides so her legs were more and more exposed, but her bush managed to stay hidden. Her tiny tits bounced obviously against her robe with her exaggerated steps, but didn't fall out. I'm sure she was disappointed.
Amanda's nocturnal outfits started with her wearing a heavy, two-piece flannel PJ with all fasteners buttoned. That seriously stressed the 2nd and 3rd buttons around her oversized boobs and left huge gaps between buttons. When Sue wore tight tops like that, her small tits, all the way to her thick nipples, were completely exposed in the gaps. Amanda's nipples were crushed trying to escape her deep cleavage and lamentably hidden from view. When she saw me trying for a peek, two things happened. Her nipples stiffened, revealing their size and location thru the thick top; and my underwear seemed to shrink! I caught her peeking at my swelling and taking longer and longer to look away. There's real hope yet. Unasked, Amanda opened two buttons on her 3rd night with us. The next night she risked another one, leaving all her cleavage and most of her bountiful boobs exposed. She kept her eyes downcast in embarrassment though we didn't comment. I noticed that she began leaving her bedroom door open too, though she still wore her PJs to bed.
I must take a moment to describe our shared commodes. There's the hall bath which had no shower, just a tub. The master bath had no tub, but a shower stall. Amanda liked to get started early and shower daily so she used the master bath. Since she liked lonnnng showers, she caused delays for Sue and me to get ready for work. Teasing her about conserving water didn't help. The solution was for Sue to use the hall bath while Amanda used the shower, leaving me waiting for them to finish. The amended solution was that I would give Amanda under a minute to get into the shower before I would walk in to shave and get ready. The minute went to thirty seconds as I tried to accidentally catch her nude before her shower. I often caught her pulling her leg into the stall and closing the door. I was quite impressed with the brief glimpse of the smooth, round, naked ass she'd kept under wraps. Breathlessly, I often freed my dick while she showered in the vague hope she'd slide the door open and take a peek.
We spoke thru the shower door until, feigning not hearing her, I stepped onto the toilet and looked over the shower door. I was very disappointed by how little I actually saw. The tease, seeing her naked and yet NOT seeing anything made my dick rigid. I pressed it against the frosted glass door and imagined her turning her head and sucking me into her young mouth. She never looked up at me though she often turned completely around while keeping an arm across her plentiful chest. I suggested we could save water and the heater if we shared the shower. She ignored me.
