Several times a year my mom and my aunts would have a girl's weekend. This story is about me attending one of those weekends as the only male. But to get to that part you need to know a little bit about my family, especially my Aunt Glenna and my Cousin Judy.
My mother's father was a wildcatter in the oil business. He was rather good at it and probably a little lucky. He brought in wells in east and west Texas and then bought farms and ranches in both areas.
He bought and learned to fly a small plane to visit his properties. He and my grandmother were killed in that plane when a stupid mechanic, failed to correctly install a new propeller. At their death, they left a nice inheritance for their two daughters.
My mother, June who was 22 at that time and her sister Wynona, 20.
Grandpa had grown up dirt poor and had travelled outside the state only once in his life. That trip was to Washington D.C. He was so taken with the White House that once he had some money, he built a small replica of it as his home. That house was on a farm in East Texas which he had bought after drilling his first successful well there.
Finished, the house had two wings, each with its own kitchen, dining area, laundry, bedrooms and sitting rooms. He and grandma just had the two girls, both were born in that house. After their parent's death the girls continued to live there. The executor of the estate provided management assistance for them until they were ready to take over.
The girls graduated from the same college but two years apart. Shortly after Wynona's graduation, she and my mother married their high school sweethearts in a double wedding ceremony. The two couples set up housekeeping in the house. A year after the wedding, I was born, followed by my cousin Judy 18 days later. For the next 13 years our two families lived together.
My Mom, my dad Jim and I had the west wing. Aunt Wynona, her husband Bob, and my cousin Judy had the east. We shared a formal dining room, family room and living room in the middle. In the back was a swimming pool, a large sunroom and deck.
That house hosted lots of parties, receptions, several weddings and on every holiday and special occasion, it was the destination for our entire family and usually a number of friends.
My dad and uncle managed the family properties. They were close friends in high school and college, often double dated with my mom and aunt. They were tall with brown hair, blue eyes and muscular builds.
Although they shared responsibility and worked closely together, Dad focused more on the oil and gas operations while Uncle Bob focused on the cattle and real estate. The properties were spread over a wide area so they both spent a lot of time on the road.
Mom and my Aunt Wynona were beautiful. Tall, curvy with brown hair and big brown eyes. Mom wore her hair shoulder length; Wynona's sometimes reached the middle of her back. They both reminded me of Sandra Bullock. I often heard people refer to them as statuesque. They shopped together, cooked together, swam, and played together.
Most nights before bed they'd take turns brushing each other's hair. Sometimes, they'd let Judy and I do the brushing. I always wanted to do Aunt Wynona's. Her hair was a little darker than Moms and she usually wore it in two ponytails, one on each side, hanging over her chest.
I thought she looked like an Indian princess with her hair that way. I loved undoing the ponytails and watching her hair cascade down her back, then running my fingers through it before starting to brush.
Both women were athletic, had attended college on tennis scholarships, continued to play regularly and usually were the club champions at our country club. Judy and I learned to play tennis at a young age and the four of us often played together. Our families were always active, we swam, played tennis, rode horses, biked and jogged.
Dad and my uncle had cut a trail through the pine tree section of our farm where we often ran and biked. We would start through the piney woods then move onto the winding country roads.
Sometimes all six of us would run or ride together. But usually it was just me, my mom, aunt, and Judy. I liked running behind my aunt and mother. They always wore two piece outfits, usually brief tube tops and shorts.
I loved looking at their long legs and watching their butts moving under their shorts. When the weather was warm their sweat would seep through their outfits. A damp spot would start between their shoulders, run down their backs, eventually reaching their butt crack.
By the time we would get back home their hair and front side would be visibly damp. They wore bras, but the wet fabric revealed the shape of their boobs, and on a good day their camel toes would peek through their shorts.
My dad has two sisters, Glenna and Sue. Glenna is several years younger than Dad. She too is tall, curvy with beautiful long legs, auburn hair, blue eyes. She looks like Brook Shields. She graduated from law school and lives and practices a few blocks from the university from which she graduated.
Glenna is a pistol. When she's around there is never a dull moment. She and her parents, my grandparents, spent most holidays with us. She often drove up by herself just to spend the weekend. I thought she was the cutest thing I'd ever seen and would follow her like a little puppy during her visits.
I especially liked being with her in our pool. She always wore bikinis and filled them out nicely. She loved to sunbathe, and I loved to apply suntan lotion. I always did her back and occasionally I got to rub it on the front of her legs and stomach. I was entranced by the creases at the top of her legs, front and back.
Most of my family were pretty laid back, quiet, light drinkers, only enjoying an occasional beer by the pool or glass of wine with dinner. Glenna on the other hand was loud, boisterous, did everything a mile a minute and usually had a beer or other adult beverage in her hand. I never saw her drunk, but she was super fun when a little tipsy. In the pool she was always dunking us. She loved cannonballing us.
She got married right after she graduated college but divorced about a year later. She then had a few temporary roommates.
Once when I was about 16, the whole family was in the family room visiting after dinner.
Glenna said, "Gene come here, stand there and close your eyes. I'm going to give you some commands. You have to follow them exactly, OK?"
I nodded.
"Pretend I'm standing close in front of you. Put your finger on the tip of my nose, now put your finger in my mouth, put your finger on my left tit, now my right one, put it in my belly button, now put it in my pussy."
I poked my finger in where I thought her pussy should be, as I did, I felt something warm and wet.
My eyes snapped open and I saw her kneeling. She had squatted down and sucked my finger into her mouth. She fell over laughing.
Dad said, "Glenna, watch your mouth, and behave."
The whole family just rolled their eyes and shook their heads. That was our Glenna. She was always pulling stuff like that.
The largest family property was in West Texas about 6 hours away. Before his death Grandpa had hired a man to manage that ranch and the oil wells on it. After over 30 years of service to our family, he died. Our family, particularly Dad and Uncle were distraught.
There were two large ranch style houses on that property. The manager and his wife had lived in one of them. His widow was assured that she could remain there as long as she lived. It was decided that Uncle, Aunt Wynona and Judy would relocate to the other house and take over direct management of the property.
My cousin Judy was a pretty girl and the only family member with musical talent. She could really sing. She looked and sounded like Tanya Tucker but with dark brown hair. She grew up to be tall like her mother and aunt. In the first grade she played the part of Mary in the Christmas Pageant. She always had the lead in school performances.
