This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement, hopefully yours as well as mine. Comment and constructive criticism invited.
This is the fifth episode in the story of Ellen Tranter, her nephew Matthew and his girlfriend Kathy. You'll find links to the earlier episodes - and other tales - at my profile page.
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It was a hot day and the pool was cool on our heated skins. Kathy and I swam side by side, up and down the pool and gradually it turned into a race. We were both breathing heavily as we rested after our sprint. I don't know who 'won' and I don't think either of us cared. Kathy smiled across at me.
"What next?" she asked.
"You mean, you, me and Matt?"
Kathy nodded. "I guess so."
"First, we eat. There's salad stuff already prepared in the refrigerator, with some cold chicken that I did before you arrived. We'll have that, then some ice cream. Sound OK?"
"It does to me," said Matt. We hadn't heard him come out and he stooped to the poolside and gave us each a kiss, before diving neatly over our heads and into the pool.
"Show-off," I called and he turned and grinned. I turned to Kathy. "Want to give me a hand?"
"Sure," she said and we climbed out of the pool
We showered together, comfortable with each other's nakedness, washing each other's back, cupping each other's tits, stroking.... Well, it was a bit longer than we'd planned to be in there. We got out finally and dried ourselves, then sauntered back to the kitchen, still naked.
I glanced out of the window towards the pool. Matt had obviously decided that he needed to get some other form of exercise, rather than that he'd been sharing with Kathy and me, because he was doing some hard laps. The Elsman pool was a good size by suburban standards but it was still a long way short of Olympic size, which meant that Matt was getting quite a lot of practice on his turns. Kathy joined me at the window and we watched in silence for a while.
"Impressive," Kathy murmured.
"Yes, indeed," I replied. "Go tell him to get out and shower, Kathy. By the time he's done we'll have everything ready."
None of us bothered to get dressed for dinner, but there was nothing sexual in the air, no tension. We were just three people happy to be naked together. I noted ruefully that while Kathy and I had our tits on display, and very nice they are too, even if I do say so myself, Matt's prick was hidden by the table. Later, it could be different, of course. We chatted amiably about everything and nothing and eventually, after we'd finished our ice cream, drunk our coffee and thrown all the dishes in the dishwasher I got up.
"Time to feed and walk the dogs, I'm afraid," I said. "You two coming?"
"Yeah, sure," said Matt. "Kathy?"
"Yup," said Kathy.
"You'll have to dress," I said, grinning at their theatrical groans.
We were out about two hours, thoroughly enjoying the walk, and the sun was well down when we came back. We were tired from our walk, from the fresh air, but most of all from the intimacy we had shared earlier.
"Anyone want to watch any TV?" I asked.
Matt smothered a yawn and shook his head.
"No," said Kathy, "I know it's only ten but I think I'd like to go to bed."
Matt leered dramatically. "Best idea yet," he said.
I laughed. "Come on then."
We already knew we were going to share a bed and Matt took us each by the hand as we went upstairs. My room had its own bathroom and Kathy and I used that while Matt used the guest bathroom. It was a warm night and I figured we'd only need a sheet at most against any cool in the night, what with there being three of us in the bed.
I was finished first and turned down the sheet, placing myself at one side. Matt came in then. "In the middle, stud," I said. He grinned and bounced into the middle, after carefully placing a couple of rubbers at Kathy's side of the bed.
