Chapter 03: The Pool Party
I wasn't sure what Jeremy meant by "sexy." I mean I obviously know what sexy is, just not how far he wanted me to go. I have a very hot little one piece that shows some tit, but I doubted that was what he had in mind. I have a couple of okay bikinis that show a lot more and half a dozen that are right on the border of outrageous. And then there are two that I've never worn and are absolutely, totally over the line. I decided I'd let him decide when he got home that afternoon.
"I've invited four guys over, Mom. Can you make them some lunch?" Jeremy asked as he came through the door early that afternoon. "And how about some beer?"
"Sure," I said. "How about some burgers on the grill? There's beer in the refrigerator in the pool house."
"That's great Mom. Everybody excited to come over and see you in a bikini," he laughed, winking at me. "Make me proud!"
"Oh my God, Jeremy. Like no pressure, right?!" I said with a little pout. "Do you want to pick out the bikini for me? Then if it's not 'hot' enough, it will be your fault, k!" I laughed.
"Sure, lead the way!"
I showed him the one piece first, and he just said, No! The "okay" bikinis were next, and he just made a face. But next couple I showed him brightened him up a little. They were both string bikinis that left very little to the imagination.
"Any other choices," he asked. "Maybe something with less cloth and more skin?"
I hesitated. There were, of course, the two "over-the-line" bikinis that I bought on a whim once. I still don't know why I bought them. I've never worn them, though I modeled them when I got them so I know exactly what I look like in them. I look naked. I hesitated a moment longer and then thought "what the hell. Why not." I reached to the back of the drawer and boldly pulled out the least outrageous of the two and held it up for Jeremy to see. "Ta Da!" I said, holding the teeny thing above my head and waving it in the air.
"That is fucking hot!" he said. "Come on, model it for me."
"Okay," I said. "Turn around and don't look until I say," I laughed and quickly slipped out of my shorts and tee and into what little there was of the outrageously daring bikini. Glancing in the mirror, I saw exactly what I'd remembered. The bra covered my nipples, and nothing else. The bottom was really no more than two inches of bright yellow ribbon hooked to a couple of strings. I looked very, very sexy and very, very available!
"Okay, you can look," I said sultrily.
"Holy shit, Mom. You look really fucking hot! I'd fuck you right now, but I want you really needing it when the guys come over," he said, walking over to grab my breast and hook a finger under the bikini and into my vagina. "I want you all sexed up when they get here!"
"Oh God, Jeremy," I said with a little moan. "You're going to make me very wet and very horny if you don't stop. I might have to seduce your friends," I said half way seriously.
"Yeah, well that's exactly what they're expecting. I might actually have you fuck one or two of them. We'll see. One for sure, though."
Puzzled, I just looked at him. "You're not serious, right?"
"Wrong. I am serious."
"I can't let your friends have sex with me, Jeremy. I could get in all kinds of trouble if they start spreading rumors about me."
We were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Jeremy invited his friends in and escorted them back to the pool, yelling at me to come out and meet them. I was admittedly nervous not only by what Jeremy had just said but also by the way I was dressed. I thought for a second about changing into something less revealing, but knew that Jeremy would be disappointed and angry, so I just decided to let him at least have his show. I knew I was going to have to disappoint him about having sex with any of his friends, so I could at least give him this.
I could see his four friends were gathered around the pool through the bathroom window. I wanted to look attractive for Jeremy's buds, so I dabbed on some makeup before going out to greet them and adjusted the bikini for maximum effect. I had a reputation for being hot, so Jeremy told me, so I had some pressure to perform. That was my reputation! Finished with my makeup, I again adjusted the bikini to cover just enough and slowly walked out the backdoor and toward the pool to greet Jeremy's four friends.
Two of them, Tim and Derrick, had been here a number of times and I knew them very well. Danny, the oldest of the three and certainly the most mature, had come by occasionally but I didn't really know him as well as the others. The other boy was a complete mystery.
"Wow," Tim said. "You look great, Candy!"
"Thank you," Tim, I smiled and winked at Jeremy.
The two other boys I knew gave me similar compliments and I gave them flirtatious looks and sexy smiles in return. Only the mystery boy remained silent.
"Hi, I'm Candace, Jeremy's mom," I said, posing in front of him somewhat provocatively. "You can call me Candy."
The boy introduced himself as Troy, and casually looked me up and down.
"Anybody want a beer?" I asked, turning towards the rest of the guys. I was intrigued by the mystery boy.
Everybody wanted beer, of course. What teenage boy wouldn't? I collected five bottles, gave on to Jeremy with a wink, and distributed the rest among the boys, making sure to brush each guy with either my thigh or in the case of Danny, a very deliberate rub of my tit on his shoulder. I was feeling very mischievous.
"You're not having a beer?" Derrick asked.
