"Mom and Dad are in there having another talk about your 'sexy bikini,' you little slut!"
Having rejoined us in the pool, Paul was grinning over his little piece of news. Rick was in the deep end, we were at the shallow end, and even though I knew Rick always cheated like crazy we were playing Marco Polo anyway.
"How do you know?" I asked.
Holding up a hand to Rick, I motioned for him to give us a minute. Nodding, he moved to shallower water and jackknifed himself into a wobbly handstand before returning to the deep end.
"I was coming back from the bathroom, about to go through the living room, when I heard them talking. They were just around the corner from me, watching you through the patio door."
"You intentionally eavesdropped on their conversation? You sneaky rat!" I laughed, splashing him.
"Hey, look who's talking! I learned from the best!" he grinned, splashing me right back.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. So, what'd they say?"
"I heard Mom ask, 'Do you think she does it on purpose?'"
"Does
what
on purpose? Jeez, Mom!" I laughed, looking back into the house. Dad gave me a small wave, and I pretended to splash him too. He just chuckled.
"They were talking about the skimpy things you always wear around the house, like your bikini. Basically, they were wondering whether you're intentionally trying to show off and be a tease, I think."
"Okay, and what about you, my darling little brother? Do you think that, too?"
"I don't know. Are you?" he grinned.
"Paul! God, you're as bad as Mom! Now I can't even get my own brother to stick up for me? So, anyway, what did Dad say?"
Paul smirked. "Taking the Fifth, huh? Coward. Okay, Dad said something like, 'Honestly? I don't think she does it on purpose. She's just never been hung up on stuff like that. She still walks around the house in tiny see-through panties and tops like it's perfectly normal. It's almost as if she doesn't realize she's not twelve anymore, that she has full-sized breasts now, and we all can see them in those skimpy tops she always wears. Do you think she has any idea how her bottom looks these days in her little bikini, compared to when she was fourteen? I really doubt it.'"
Having finished telling his story, Paul gave me a dopey grin.
"Oh, you like that, huh?" With a coy smile I flipped a little splash at him.
"Yeah, I do, and I think Dad does too, you know."
"You never acted as if you liked it. You never even noticed before, so neither did I."
He offered me a shy smile. "Maybe I did, and just never said anything because I didn't want you to stop doing it."
"You really are a sneak, but I love you for it. So what else did they say?"
"Dad asked her, 'What else would she wear to go swimming, regardless of whether Paul and the boys are here? She always wears that same bikini. Does she even own any others?'"
I have to admit, I was really enjoying being in league with my brother. It was great to be talking and having fun with him again; just the two of us. He seemed to be enjoying it too, which made it feel even better. The flirting we were doing only made things that much more fun.
"What'd Mom say? She knows this is my only bikini. I don't understand why she's suddenly making such a big deal over it."
"Mom said, 'I don't think so. I know I haven't bought her another one, so unless she bought herself one without my being aware of it, probably not.'
"Dad said, 'See? What else is she supposed to wear? Would you prefer she swim with the boys in her even skimpier underwear?'"
"Dad really said that? Right on, Dad!"
"Yeah, and he was sort of laughing when he said it. But get this. You'll love what happened next. Mom actually laughed while saying, 'Oh, please, as if you'd really mind seeing
that!
' I'm telling you, Dad loves watching you, and Mom even kids him about it! Face it, girl, you're surrounded by a house full of people who think you're totally hot!"
"Including you?" I asked teasingly, giving him a quirky smile.
"Including me. Especially me." Grinning, he nailed me with a huge splash.
Still, I wanted to tease him some more. "You're such a liar. You're just saying that. I heard you in the kitchen with Rick. You don't think I'm anywhere near as hot as Rick does. You know what? I think I'll go be hot for him, and you and Dad can just eat your hearts out. If Mom's going to think I'm teasing everyone on purpose, even when I'm not, fine, I may as well have some fun and actually do it!"
I spun around and kicked the water, hitting him in the face with a killer splash as I swam away. "You're 'it' now, and try not to cheat like Rick always does!" I said, calling back to him loudly enough that Rick could hear me too.
I swam over to Rick, though not before taking another peek into the living room. Mom and Dad were still watching.
Perfect.
'You think I was teasing before, Mom? Check out your teasing daughter now...'
I thought, smiling to myself.
Once I'd made my way over to Rick, I lifted myself halfway out of the pool, raising my bottom above the water. I plopped down on my stomach, with my head resting in my folded arms. My bottom was sticking up, and my legs were hanging straight down as I lazily kicked my feet.
Rick was smiling at me, and because of what I overheard him say to Paul I was looking forward to watching how he looked at me. I wanted to see if he'd be obvious in checking me out. I'd already decided to flirt with him a little, just to see what he would do.
I also wanted to make Paul, Dad, and especially Mom a little crazy. She'd gotten so much glee out of watching Paul spank me, and I loved the way she'd stared and even grinned at his gigantic erection.
Yes, I really wanted to tease her.
So, keeping in mind what Rick had said he liked best on a girl, of course the first thing I did was let him fully enjoy my bottom. Pretty much, I put it right in his face. He was leaning back on his elbows, and I'd plopped down directly beside him, my dripping wet bottom pooched up high in the air. His face couldn't have been more than eight inches away, and judging from his expression he definitely wanted to take a bite out of me.
"Hey, cheater," I grinned.
