*Every character in this story is at least 18 years old.
In the Chapter 1 Prologue, Krissy and her boyfriend Joe enjoyed their final encounter at the end of the school year before going their separate ways for the summer.
After Krissy and Joe made their goodbyes, and promised to talk every day, and to be faithful for the summer, she had loaded her belongings into the beater car -- an old Ford Fiesta -- that her parents bought for her, and she drove home to her their house in Palo Alto, California. Joe caught a flight to his parents' house in Chicago. Krissy's dorm-mate Jenny lived one hour's drive from their college in a small Oregon town, and her parents drove down to pick her up.
Upon her arrival in Sant Clara, Krissy's parents were thrilled to see her, and she them. Her 18-year-old little brother Kimo, who had just graduated high school, was equally thrilled to have her back. They had a close and playful relationship, and they had talked often while Krissy was away at school. He was glad she was home and looking forward to seeing a lot more of her over the summer. Krissy started to settle in for a long summer of R & R by the family pool.
Just one day after she returned, however, her parents unexpectedly announced that because Krissy was now home to watch after her brother, they would be taking a two-week vacation to Hawai'i. They told Krissy not to throw any crazy parties (she made a mental note that they didn't say "no parties at all"), keep her brother out of trouble, and not to break anything. Her dad gave her the keys to his Audi convertible, and told her to drive carefully. "I guess that's my compensation for the free babysitting?" She said facetiously. Her dad chuckled and kissed her on the forehead.
That afternoon, her parents stepped into an Uber and departed for SFO, as Krissy and Kimo stood on the front steps waving them off. As soon as the Uber was around the corner and out of view, Kimo tried to grab the Audi keys.
"No! Dad left these with me. If you need to go somewhere, I'll drive you -- or you can borrow my Fiesta."
"Fiesta!" Kimo whined. "Oh man. Why can't I drive the Audi?"
"Because Dad gave the keys to me, and the last thing I want is having to explain why it's not my fault when you wrap it around a tree!"
"Fine!" Kimo sulked back into the house.
Krissy had been wanting all school year to see her best friends from high school, and immediately set about inviting them over. "It's not really a party if it's just the six of us," she thought, "We'll just hang out and drink by the pool. It's just a gathering." She sent a group text to her crew: "Pool party at Krissy's! Sunset til? BYO Whatever! Miss you all so much!" All four members of her high school gang were already home for the summer, and responded enthusiastically to the invitation.
"Kimo -- I'm having my friends over after dinner!" She called out from the doorway.
"Sweet -- can I invite my friends?" Kimo shouted back to her from the living room.
"No! Not tonight!" she responded.
"Oh man -- why can't I have any fun if you get to?"
"It's not that, Kimo. It's our first day alone in the house. Let's take it slow." Krissy said as she walked back through the house to the sunken living room that looked out onto the pool. "I haven't seen my peeps for a year and I want to catch up with them. I don't want to spend the night chaperoning you and your lacrosse buddies and keeping you out of trouble. You can have people over this weekend. Tonight, just hang with us if you want! Or you can borrow the Fiesta and go hang out with your friends somewhere else if you promise not to drink."
"Yeah ok, I get it." Kimo said, a little disappointed but not really upset. "I'll take the Ford and go hang out at Jake's house -- you and your friends can have the pool to yourselves. It's cool."
"You're a good guy, Kimo. Thank you. Love you, kiddo!" She said and bent over the back of the couch where Kimo had panted himself to play Fortnight.
"Gross sis! Don't kiss me -- yuck!" She giggled, tussled Kimo's hair, and went upstairs to her room to change into a bikini so she could sun herself by the pool until dinner.
She opened her underwear/swimsuit drawer -- it looked as though her mom hadn't moved a thing since she left for college nine months earlier. She had several options -- a dark blue bikini with an athletic-bra top and boy shorts, a white bikini with a halter top that had full coverage in the back and appropriate sized triangles of fabric to cover her breasts, and a tiny G-string thong bikini that she had bought for spring break but never actually worn. I can't have Kimo see me in that! She thought. The white one seemed appropriate, but she was afraid it might become translucent if she jumped into the pool. So she settled on the boy shorts and sports bra and headed out to the pool.
"We're alone in the house and you put on your granny swimsuit?" Kimo taunted as Krissy strutted past him the living room.
"My friends are coming over later -- I'm not here to put on a show for them. Or for YOU!" Krissy shot back.
"Gross!" Kimo responded. "I don't want a show! But you've got nothing I haven't seen before. Get as comfortable as you want to -- you don't have to go all Queen Victoria on my account."
She thought about it for a moment. He had a point -- for whom was she really covering up? The two of them spent half their childhoods naked together in the house, at least until she hit puberty. Their parents were gone for two weeks. Her friends weren't going to be there for several hours. "Yeah ok, fine. You're right!" Krissy responded. And she peeled up the bra and tossed it on the couch.
Kimo looked a little surprised, "Whoa! I didn't mean to get naked, sis! Sheesh!"
"You said it yourself, little bro -- it's nothing you haven't seen before." And with that she peeled down the boy shorts and tossed them on the sofa next to the bra and walked into the kitchen to pour herself a lemonade before heading out to the pool, leaving Kimo speechless on the couch with the growing bulge in his shorts.
"Whatever, perv!" Kimo yelled out to her, finally.
Sitting next to their pool, Krissy enjoyed the feeling of the warm sun on her skin, and the cool lemonade on her tongue, and closed her eyes to savor the moment of pure relaxation. I need this, she thought, and drifted off. She started to dream that she was at a pool party with Joe at some exotic tropical resort. Everybody at the pool was naked and acting like it was the most natural thing in the world. She could feel a tingle and the moisture welling between her legs as she looked around the resort at all the naked people -- so many penises! -- she thought in her dream. Joe came over to her and started to run his fingers up and down her thighs and over her tightening nipples. Mmm, Joe! She hummed in her dream. Someone will see.
