Chapter 16

JEFF & MATT

Jeff had not had as much contact with Matt since the divorce, mainly because they had gotten together as couples, before. About a month after he started at Jenny’s, Matt called and wanted to meet for lunch.

“What’s your secret for being so close to Logan,” Matt started right in when they were barely seated. “It seems like there’s alway a barrier with Celia. Her behavior has been no problem lately, but it’s almost like I don’t really know her.”

“Secret? Probably more like luck, Matt. I was fortunate that Logan seemed to deal with the hormonal attack pretty well until I got a chance to get my head out of my ass. I suppose I could blame some of my cluelessness on the divorce, but that would be a dodge. Since my new job, I’ve had access to some of the smartest people you will ever meet when it comes to relationships. I’ve tried to change based on what they’ve told me. I think it’s helping.

“I’ll just describe my situation and we can go from there. Basically, Logan scares the shit out of me. She is so damned sexy there’s no way to ignore it. The problem was, I thought it was wrong to get hard from watching her. It drove me to be kind of aloof as a defense.” Jeff was actually exaggerating. His relationship with Logan was always better than that. He was also using coarser expressions than he would in mixed company - moderate jock talk.

“Damn!” Matt exclaimed. “I thought it was just me.”

Jeff laughed. “Remember when you were maybe fourteen? You were sure no one had ever struggled with their damned cock like you had to? Took a long time to realize that every male went through the same things. Same deal with fathers and teen daughters.”

“Great. So I’m not the only one. How does that help me?” Matt bemoaned.

“Once again, the man has to do the tough thing. We would just as soon keep everything about sex as secret as possible. Our dicks and anything to do with them should be sacred, right? Well, turns out that is exactly the way to screw up a relationship with a woman, especially a teen daughter.”

“I hope you’re not saying what I think you are,” Matt said nervously.

Not answering directly, Jeff went on. “The experts showed me that sex is a minor concern for us guys compared to the role it plays in a woman’s life. Females worry about their sex appeal every minute of their lives. They even have dreams about it.

“So, Logan, like any female, was obsessed with her sex appeal. I was privileged to be the most important male in her life. My opinion of her sex appeal was critically important to her. However, I thought it was wrong to even acknowledge that I recognized her sex appeal. That just wasn’t done, right?”

“God!” was all Matt could say.

“I was lucky,” Jeff declared. “Logan hung in there with me until I figured it out. Actually, she convinced me of a lot of it. This is not something I talk about easily, but let me describe one mind-blowing incident. I’d rather skip why this happened for right now.

“One day, I encountered Logan standing in front of me naked. She was not trying to hide anything, and she was smiling like her face would break. That alone shook me up. She was supposed to be shocked, nervous, maybe even terrified. Trying to sort of ‘call her bluff’, I motioned for her to turn a circle. Damn. She did a pirouette like a dancer and turned back smiling even wider.

“Now, as part of qualifying for my job, I had previously gotten naked for her. I...”

“No shit?”

“Matt, nudity is as common as breathing at the Transformations complex. You know, lots of families go to nude resorts together, so it’s not exactly unique for a daughter to see her father’s goodies.

“As I was about to say, I could hardly breathe the first time she saw me. When I saw her, I almost accused her. I said she seemed happy about it. If I had any doubt about what the experts said, she blew them away. She said she was thrilled. She had wanted to show me her body since Carrie made her stop running around naked as a little girl. It was important to her for me to see that she was a woman. I was the most important man in her life, and she needed to know that I thought she was sexy.”

“She said that? I can’t imagine Celia doing or saying anything like that,” Matt declared.

“Oh, I’d bet money that she feels exactly the same way. Well, please don’t take this wrong, but maybe your relationship with her isn’t close enough to handle an encounter like that right now.”

Matt sat in thought for a while. “I don’t know why, but things in my family have really changed. It started about the time you took that job. Maybe it was the titillation of the nudity idea, or something. I don’t know. Ruthie - God! Thongs! And she’ll sometimes just walk in front of Connor in one. I guess she’s been working out, or something. I swear her ass looks better than ever.”

“I’ve always known my sister has a great body.”

“But Celia has started showing more skin, too. Sometimes I’m sure she’s teasing me.”

“Of course, she is.”

“Huh?”

“Matt, she is just becoming a full-fledged woman. She is desperate to know if she is sexy enough for men to want to inseminate her. You are the one man whose opinion she values the most.”

“Inseminate? But ... but...!”

“It’s genetic, Matt. Nothing we can do about it. Just like we want to inseminate every woman we see. The trick is to let Celia know you want to, but won’t because it’s not right.”

“I don’t know, Jeff. This all gives me a headache. Why haven’t I heard this stuff before?”

“Maybe you should talk to someone.”

“I’m talking to you.”

“But I’m not a professional,” Jeff protested.

“But you have this great relationship with your daughter and you qualified to work with all those naked women. You know a hell of a lot more than I do.”

“I’m divorced,” Jeff reminded.

“A saint couldn’t live with that woman. It was all about her. You didn’t count,” Matt declared. Strangely, those words from ‘clueless’ Matt helped Jeff a lot. If Matt could see Carrie for what she was - well, maybe he was just parroting RuthAnn.

“I’m jealous of you and Logan. I don’t know if I can ever get there with Celia, but I’d like to make it better. What can I do?”

“First thing with any woman; talk. Then talk some more. Then talk it all over again. It’s our life sentence.” Matt laughed. “Then, make her feel like a sex goddess.”

Shaking his head, Matt protested “Against everything I was taught?”

“Most of us were taught stuff carried over from a few generations back. A lot doesn’t work today. Some is just wrong-headed,” Jeff stated. “Another thing, Matt, a tough one; help her learn about men.”

“How do you mean?”

“Well, just talking will help a lot. She will learn how you think, feel, and react. That’s important. But that’s the easiest part. Matt, what you’ve got hanging is the source of huge mystery, fantasy, and confusion to Celia. It’s the most important dick in the world to her, and she is frustrated that she knows nothing about it.”

“Jeff! You can’t mean I should show myself to her. I know you did, but that job...”

“Here’s the fatal question, Matt. How do want your baby girl to learn about something that is incredibly important to her? Internet? Back seat of a car with a pimply classmate? Locker room gossip? Or maybe from the man who loves her and wants to make sure she learns it right. The man who wants to make sure sex is as wonderful a part of her future as it is for her mother.”

Matt could not miss the compliment, but was obviously overwhelmed by the suggestion. He just shook his head and gave Jeff a stricken look.

“Look, Matt, you don’t have to handle any of this stuff alone. You shouldn’t. Women rule when it comes to sex. Start by talking with Ruthie like you just did with me.”

“I guess I’ve missed out on a lot. Not on purpose, but I was clueless. I wish there was something I could do to make up some ground fast.”

“Have the whole family skinny dip. Regularly. Ruthie can help you set it up.”

“Would Ruthie even strip? Would Celia?”

“They would be waiting naked in the pool before you got your shoes off.”

Matt just sat and shook his head.

“Look, Matt, I don’t have a son, so maybe I’m off base, here. I think, though, that you’re going to have to help out Connor a lot. He’ll get hard instantly and stay that way.”

“So, what do I tell him? How can I help him? I’ll be too damn worried about springing one myself,” Matt protested.

“OK, let’s be hypothetical for a minute. Just suppose that both you and Connor walked out to the pool for the first family skinny with full hardons.” He paused for Matt’s gasp. “What’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Hell, that IS the worst thing that could happen!”

“Oh? Why? Tell me, what would each of the others think? How would they react?”

“But ... it would be so ... SHIT!” At that exclamation, Matt had to look around to make sure no other patrons heard him. “It’s not about me, is it?” He finally asked quietly.

“Not if you seriously want to build a way to keep Celia from straying. Now, how will they react? Take Ruthie, first.”

“She’ll probably go apeshit for me letting Celia see me hard.”

“I’m sure you’re dead wrong, Matt. It will be all she can do to keep from raping you right then. But don’t believe me. Do this same hypothetical with her.”

“I might as well believe you, Jeff. You two have a kind of spooky connection, you know. Okay, I’ll probably be wrong about all of them. My first thought would be that Celia would be horrified or grossed out. What would she really do?”

“Hey, I’m guessing here, too, Matt. I will say that teaching forces a man to learn a lot about teen girls. You know, it’s a game to them to make teacher notice and react. Anyway, my guess is that the first time, Celia will double over and shake in a little orgasm.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Just a guess, remember. But I’m quite sure her reaction will be positive. How about Connor? His reaction is important, too.”

“I give up.”

“I’d say it would be about the only way to convince him that showing his hardon is not fatal.”

“But what if I’m not convinced?”

“Why don’t you and Ruthie go to a nude beach or a nudist camp, first. That should make it easier.”

“I can’t believe many guys have to go through this just because they have teenaged daughters,” Matt complained, dodging Jeff’s suggestion.

“You’re a pretty gregarious guy, Matt. Between work and your teams, you must know several guys with teen daughters or adult daughters. What are their relationships with the daughters like? Are they what you want for you and Celia? You already know that Celia affects your relationship with Ruthie, right?”

Matt rolled his coffee cup between his hands and stared at it for a while. “Damn, Jeff! You claim not to be a psychologist, but you just blew me away. You can’t believe the bitching or the regrets I hear from so many guys. I don’t want that to be me. Hell! It already is me. I’d rather brag.”

“Hate to be harsh about it, Matt, but your dick is the key. Of course, with women, talk is critical. But once you stop worrying about her seeing your dick, talk with Celia will be easy. That, Buddy, is a test of manhood you may not have heard about before.”

“You got that right!”

Leaving the restaurant, Jeff was so excited about talking to Ruthie that he was afraid Matt may have seen him pick up the phone. When she answered, he blurted out “Congratulations, Baby! Your campaign is working!”

He purposely did not say anything more after that, and a few seconds later, she complained “Damn it, Jeff! That’s wonderful, but you’ve got to give me more than that.”

“Baby, I don’t want to say anything that would make Matt think we were ganging up on him. He asked me to lunch. Here is the first thing he said:” Jeff related Matt’s opening comments and the later one about wanting the kind of relationship Jeff and Logan have.

“Baby, he has very definitely noticed your change in dress - Celia’s, too. And your workouts are definitely helping. I think it’s what woke him up. Just so nothing I said comes back to him through you, I will just tell you my main advice to him: ‘your dick is the key.’ I’m sure you can take it from there. Baby, I think the kind of relationship you’ve longed for is within reach. Go for it.”

He was not surprised that RuthAnn was unable to speak. He said goodbye and ended the call.

Since his arrival at Jenny’s, Jeff’s life had been hectic, to say the least. As much as the staff had tried to describe his job ahead of time, there was no way to really prepare. Jenny Ballard had insisted that Jenny’s be larger than the other units, and they had all compromised on thirty-six, with four spares. That was an incredible amount of bare, mostly young female flesh. It had not been full when he started, but it had reached thirty-six within a couple of months.

Perhaps the hardest thing for Jeff to adapt to was the frequent nursing that occurred in the open area. The women seemed reluctant to spend any more time in their rooms than they had to.

On the plus side, he finally had the kind of receptive students that he only saw a few of each term at the public school. Of course, what he taught was more basic, centered around what Ben called ‘life skills’. These women had all been burned by what they did not know. Some of them had been among the most disinterested students in high school. Because of what had happened to them and because of careful screening, most were eager to learn, now.

Jeff and Mona never got together, although he did see her around the grounds at first. It turns out that Faith Rubens had been trying to introduce Mona and Faith’s father, Max Charles. Max’s divorce from Faith’s uber-witch mother, Mercedes, became final, and Max agreed to ask Mona out.

For Mona, it was a re-connection with the lifestyle she had left, only more so. Max was a basically decent, caring man. He had learned much from the divorce and the disaster that had almost befallen Faith because of his lack of attention. Thus, he approached Mona with a whole different attitude. It looked like a good match.

To Jeff, it was a relief. The new job was enough of a life change for right then. He also was not sure he wanted a woman with Mona’s rather dependent personality. RuthAnn was still his ‘ideal woman’ model, and he swore that if he married again, his wife would be a lot more like RuthAnn than Carrie, his ex. At the very least, the new woman would be whole-heartedly endorsed by his mother, sister, and daughter.

At the end of a month, Jeff had only worn a uniform a few days when a new woman with strong anti-male feelings was admitted. The two times it happened, they gave the woman just one full day before Jeff stripped again.

Staffing at Jenny’s was minimal, so Jeff and Ben were the only males present on a consistent basis. The others were mostly from Lindsey’s, assisting in various ways.

The Tee and Rejuve were both set up as relatively luxurious places to achieve a woman’s change goals. To allow women to focus, most menial tasks were done by employees, mostly young males.

For Jenny’s, it was decided that the skills of housekeeping were an essential part of the learning, so there was a lot more of a self-managed approach. Thus the relative scarcity of males, compared to the Tee and Rejuve.

Naturally, Logan and RuthAnn were beside themselves with glee over Jeff’s permanent nudity. They declared that state to extend to their visits, as well. The first time Beth, his mother, came out to visit, she hammed it up with a great show of disappointment when she found him in the standard uniform.

Without his knowledge, Logan had appealed to family court for a review of the custody arrangement. She had asked for Beth’s to be her permanent residence. As her argument, she claimed a drastic worsening of Carrie’s personality, making her living conditions very stressful. An investigator backed up Logan’s claims, and she became essentially a free girl.

Wisely, Logan did not ask to live with Jeff, not wanting to introduce any debate about the suitability of Transformation as a residence. Both Beth and Jeff knew that meant Logan would spend most of her time at the complex with Jeff. She quickly became almost like a resident at Lindsey’s, welcomed to any late-night skinny dip she chose to attend.

Jeff was more than pleased with Logan’s closeness with the Lindsey’s crew. He had been mightily impressed with the caliber of young men who escaped to live there. She could do much, much worse than finding a mate there.

Jeff talked with RuthAnn every few days, but she had not visited since he moved. That changed after about six weeks when she showed up just as he was returning to his suite for the night. Not giving him a chance to dress, she dove at him and they somehow ended up with him on his back on the bed and her squirming atop him. She was kissing him for all she was worth, while trying unsuccessfully to say something about skinny dipping.

Suddenly, she was taking his cock in her mouth. She let go briefly and told him “I know it was only supposed to be once, but you’ll understand.” She then resumed removing his ability to understand anything. She did not give up when he came. As gently as possible, she worked him to hardness again and managed to extract a few more squirts.

When he was completely wiped out, she declared “Now it’s safe,” and undressed. “Look!” she ordered and did an unashamed pose and pirouette for his bleary eyes.

“Baby, you must have been working out like a crazy woman.”

“Motivation, Jeff. Motivation is all it took.” She sat on the bed by his crotch and took his totally wasted penis in her hand. Gently playing with it, she told him “You are a genius, Brother Dear. What you said to Matt was just perfect.”

“Well, he wanted to change, Baby,” Jeff answered wearily. “That’s always more than half the battle.”

“But telling him his dick was the key and making him believe it was what made it happen. Yeah. Little by little he told me everything you said to him.” At that point, a few tears leaked out. “I don’t know how I can ever thank you.”

“Well, letting me see your even sexier body is a great start,” he quipped.

“Any time. Any time. Do you have time for the whole story?”

“When you are doing that, there is no such thing as time,” he assured her. “But what about Matt?”

“He told me to come over here and give you a thank you blowjob.” That stopped Jeff. He decided not to ask if she was serious.

“Anyway, after he had lunch with you that day, he came home and told me he wanted to do whatever he could to improve things with Celia. He related your opinion that she was trying to get his appreciation of her sex appeal.”

“I was never sure how much he was listening. He seemed in shock so much of the time,” Jeff told her.

“Well, he was listening. I told him that it would end up wrong if I told him what to do. But he needed to stop being afraid to touch her and he needed to tell her she was sexy. I suggested that he do with her about what he did with me one time when I first wore a really sexy outfit. He seemed reluctant, but he must have remembered something else you said, and he nodded.

“To set things up, I encouraged Celia to come downstairs after Connor was in bed. I told her to wear a super-sexy nighty that we bought together. Well, she did, and I could barely hold back the tears until she scampered back to her room.

“She walked into the den looking like a deer in the headlights. Matt played it perfectly. I never thought he could do it. He saw her standing there uncertainly. He jumped to his feet, said ‘Oh, my God!’, and hurried over to her. He took her hands and spread them out wide, then just stared at her up and down. He told her,” RuthAnn’s voice broke at that point, “Celia, Honey, I really have noticed how sexy you are. I really have noticed what a beautiful woman you’ve become. I’m sorry I didn’t know what to do about it. I guess your sexiness scared me. That was wrong of me, and I’m sorry. Damn, you must leave the boys at school running to the john to jerk off!’”

“That was more than Celia could handle. She hunched over and ran up the stairs. I saw later that she hand rinsed the flimsy panties to the outfit.

“Matt looked really upset until I tackled him to the floor, got his cock out, and sat right on it. I was blubbering away so he probably couldn’t understand me, but he got that I was thrilled by what he did. Twice he got it.

“When he recovered, he insisted that he needed to go and talk to Celia. I never did hear what they said. The next morning, though, she was up earlier and came and sat right on his lap in the kitchen. I cried.

“Well, Jeff, it’s almost like a love affair between father and daughter started that night. He kept asking things as if I was his sister and he had a new girlfriend. Hell, he never treated me that well when we were dating!”

“Did that make you a little jealous?”

“How could I be jealous when my pussy was tender for two straight weeks!?”

“Oh.”

“Jeff, I always knew Matt was a tough, hard-nosed competitor in sports and in business. I was always sorry that he wimped out on personal stuff. Well, he doesn’t wimp out any more, I’ll tell you.

“Tonight, at dinner, he declared that it was a perfect evening for the first family skinny dip. Well, I was elated, Celia was practically bouncing in her chair, but Connor was fit to be tied. He kept saying ‘No way! I can’t do that, Dad!’. Well, Jeff told us to get undressed and get in the pool. He and Connor would be out in a few minutes.

“Jeff, later he told me about your hypothetical situation. Well, he did it. He and Connor walked out of the house with their cocks sticking out and Matt’s arm around Connor’s shoulder. I started blubbering, and I’m pretty sure Celia peed in the pool.

“Later, Matt gave Celia a quick hug and told her ‘Sorry if that shocked you, Honey. It was the only way to get Connor to come out here. You realize that you won’t see him soft for a long time, don’t you?’

“Celia was able to ask if she would see Matt soft, and you know what he did? He jumped up and sat on the side of the pool with his legs spread. He was already soft.”

“And you had to come and tell me about it? Shouldn’t you be home fucking his brains out?” Jeff challenged.

“Already did that. Jeff, it seems like Matt did everything you talked about. And God, did it ever work!”

“So, is skinny dipping going to be a regular thing, now?”

“New rule: as long as it’s just family, no suits.”

“And how is Connor with that?”

“Once he realized how good the views would be, he stopped worrying about his perpetual hardon,” she giggled.

“I’m thrilled for you, Baby. You deserve the kind of relationship you wanted. It’s looks like your getting it.”

“Thanks to you, Jeff.”

“Well, Matt took the initiative and asked. That ‘hypothetical situation’ - I don’t think I could have done that. Would you say Celia is no longer ‘at risk’?”

“Oh, I don’t know if she ever really was. Still, it’s not an issue any longer.”

“Well, it’s really late. You should get back to Matt.”

“Oh, he said I should just stay. He knows we’ll never have intercourse.”

“Baby, I would love to hold you all night. But this is a watershed event for your family. I really appreciate Matt sending you for a thank you, but you need to do everything you can to reaffirm what happened. Waking him up for another round would be perfect.”

“I guess you’re right. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to thank you enough.”

“When Matt walks Celia down the aisle to marry the perfect guy will be all the ‘thank you’ I need.”

JEFF

Jeff had been at his job for four months when Franklin, Ben and Joyce joined him for lunch at his request. It took a while for him to realize that him being the only one nude did not bother him at all.

“Maybe this is outside of what we are trying to do here, but I want to at least float an idea. Ben, you know what I mean by those mini-skirted cropped-topped hormone bags staring hungrily at the teacher, right?”