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No Rules
Date: 10/20/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories
legs, but they couldn't see that. The water blocked their view. “Ya know,” JR said, “If you were to skooch down in the water some, like ya were at first, ya wouldn't even need to be wearing that top.” Ashley smiled. “I think the top needs to stay.” At least for now. She reached behind her neck and retied the top strings a little tighter, exposing an inch or so of her lower breasts. Then she loosened the main tie string, the one that went around her back, allowing even more of the white bottom flesh to show. The guys oohed and aahed. Ashley backed, to around the middle of the pool. She turned her back to them and untied the strings. Turning slowly she held the top firmly against her breasts. Then suddenly bending her knees and submerging all the way to her chin, she pulled the top loose and threw to the guys. “Happy?” she asked laughing. She knew they couldn't see much, being so far away and her being so covered up by the water, but it was still exciting and Ashley positively beamed. JR could tell she was loving it. “Bottom too,” he urged. What the hell, thought Ashley, They're not going to see anything anyway. She ducked under the water and stripped off the bottom. Popping her head above the water she tossed it to the guys as well. “Anybody want to go for a swim,” she taunted. “Oh I forgot, you guys got to go back to work.” ***** Brad pulled into the driveway. Ashley's car was there so she was likely still at home. But there was also a beat-up pickup truck, probably ... belonging to the yard guys, so he and Ashley wouldn't be fooling around in the pool until they left. “Ashley,” he hollered as he entered the house. There was no answer. Brad had escaped early from Jarrad's house. He had claimed to be coming down with a sore throat. In reality he had been thinking about his stepsister, how she had come into his room wearing that skimpy bikini, wanting him to go swimming with her. He hoped he hadn't missed out completely by going to Jarrad's. He called out for her again as he went down the hall toward her room. Still no answer. Her door was open. He stuck his head in and called her name again. Silence. He crept across her room and looked through the sliding glass door toward the pool. He could see her head bobbing above the surface. She looked to be talking to someone but there was a tree blocking the view of whoever was at the table. She might be talking to the landscapers, he thought. They should be done by now and might have stopped to say something to her on their way out. He hoped she wasn't wearing that same bikini she had worn into his room earlier in the day. Brad went up the hall from Ashley's room to his own. He stripped out of his jeans and t-shirt, undershorts too, and pulled on a pair of long-legged but loose fitting swim shorts. He grabbed a towel from his bathroom and turned for the door. Like Ashley's, his room had a sliding glass door that opened onto the backyard. He stopped before opening the door and looked in the direction of the ...