Chapter 2: Who Knew?

“I need to clean up a little,” she said, adjusting her top a little and pulling her bottoms back into place. Mostly. She did not bother to fully adjust them or cover herself as she had when she started, but she did cover the important bits. She ran her fingers across the sperm that had cooled on her skin, and she wondered how it could seem so hot and exciting one minute, and rather gross and disgusting the next. She pushed herself up and off the lounge chair, the boys milling about like a nervous group of ducklings. She walked over to the pool and stepped in via the built-in steps, feeling the cool water wash over her still-aching body. Ducking down, letting the water wash her torso, she felt her nipples throb as the water hit them, still sensitive after her rather amazing orgasm. Who knew? Who fucking knew it could feel like that? She was no prude; she’d played with herself lots of times. But she had never...

She saw the boys still milling about, and she called over to them. “It’s ok, guys, really, I just ... you can swim or whatever...” She moved into the deeper water and treaded water slowly, watching them walk back over. Suddenly struck by an idea that seemed to resonate within her as a way to get her feeling a bit back to normal, she stopped them from jumping in. “Wait!” She watched as they stopped, looking at her more than a little confused.

“I, mmm, why don’t you line up on the side for a minute, let me have another look before you get in.” She wanted to get back to something a bit more normal, at least in her mind. Looking at the boys and their pricks was something she was much more comfortable doing. As they lined up, she could see that both William’s and Colter’s pricks had not yet fully recovered - though neither of them appeared to be completely deflated -- rather, they simply were not as upright as before. Breck also seemed to have lost some oomph, and she smiled to herself as she reminded herself of one of her rules.

“Oh, dear, some of you are not quite, mmm, standing proud. Why don’t you all take things in hand and make sure they all look like they should?!”

Kinsey watched them slowly begin to stroke themselves. She marveled at the change in view. From her spot below them, she could see their hanging testicles much more clearly. It was not that she found them very captivating; rather, it was just that she had not really noticed them before. Or saw that much of.

She watched for a minute until they all seemed quite recovered, then told them to come jump in. The earlier nervousness and awkwardness after her embarrassing orgasm seemed to have dissipated, and she found herself quite enjoying the boy’s antics as they returned to their games. Frequent touches of their cocks and bare bottoms did much to revive her spirits, and she realized she was getting quite comfortable with them, even though things had gotten rather carried away.

After a while, close to an hour, Kinsey got out and sat on the side of the pool for a minute before getting their attention. “Time to order pizza and move inside?” she asked, not surprised that they all clamored for pizza, the pack of them swiftly getting out and grabbing their towels. She waited while they got dry, and then walked amongst them, grabbing onto one or two of them and reminding them, “Don’t forget to keep yourselves nice and proud. I like it when my boys are good, and you know what happens to good boys!” She smiled, enjoying their slightly nervous laughter mixed with young male bravado. It was a rather heady feeling, having them all so eager to do what she said, to make her happy. She watched as a trio of bare bottoms preceded her into the house, and she wondered just how much more fun she was going to have before the Jacksons came home tomorrow. She felt an answering tingle deep inside of her, and she knew she wanted more of what she had this afternoon, even if it was a bit embarrassing.

“I’ll go change and then order the pizza. Why don’t you guys get things ready by the TV? Make sure there are spots for everyone - including me, and someplace to put the pizzas when they get here!”

Kinsey headed off to the spare room and closed the door carefully behind her. She stripped her wet suit off and tossed it on top of the dresser, and ran her hands over herself, idly teasing herself briefly while she stood naked next to the bed. There was a bit of thrill from being naked in some place that wasn’t her own bedroom - or bathroom, and as she got dressed, being sure to put on the peach set of undergarments, she stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself, wondering just what she was doing. She knew what she was thinking, and part of her was as shocked at herself as the rest of her was excited. Putting her top and shorts back on, she headed back down to the kitchen, looking for and finding the note the Jacksons had left along with the money for the pizza. Quickly dispatching their food order, she followed the sound of voices to the entertainment room, marveling a little at just how nice their house was. Her own house was nice, as well, but sometimes other people’s furniture and decorations just seem nicer.

She saw some sort of action movie playing, and shook her head slightly. While there was nothing wrong with a superhero movie, she had imagined something a bit more ... fun ... that would keep them in a ready state. She’d have to wait a bit, though, let things happen a bit more organically.

“We saved you a seat,” she heard Andrew call out, patting the middle of the couch between himself and Tom. Breck was sitting in one of the recliners, and the other three were kicked back on the other overstuffed couch. She was a little surprised to see towels placed over where everyone was sitting, but she figured it might make a little sense. Bare bottoms and all that.

“Hey, we got some towels, you know, just in case...” Andrew said, grabbing himself briefly.

“Oh, yeah, makes sense,” Kinsey said, blushing slightly, not from embarrassment, but because she hadn’t thought of putting towels down. “Make sure you don’t move so I can’t see, now, keep yourselves out in the open!”

“Of course!” “Sure” “Ok”

It was a little heady, how obediently they listened and did what she asked. She knew that boys loved sex and their erections. It was just surprising how far they’d go to keep her happy and playing with them.

“Hey, I thought you said you were going to wear that peach set?” Colter asked when the movie cut to a long scenic shot.

“I am!”

“Oh, but I thought ... I mean”

Kinsey smiled, amused, knowing exactly what he and the others, no doubt, had thought.

“I do have to answer the door, you know, unless you were going to?” she teased, laughing lightly.

“No, no, of course, I didn’t ... I mean, yeah...”

It wasn’t long before the doorbell rang and Kinsey got up to answer, not before teasing the boys again about getting the pizza for her. Returning a minute later with three pizza boxes, she set the delicious-smelling pies down on the table and watched as they attacked the food. She watched them eat for a minute, and then two, before idly stretching and yawning, as if bored.

“What’s wrong?” one of them asked, and it took her a moment to figure out it was Noah.

“Oh, nothing, just ... you know, waiting,” she said, teasing, wondering if they were going to figure it out.

“Waiting? Waiting for what?” Tom asked, before Colter chimed in, “Oh, your outfit. Is now a good time?”

Kinsey felt a little guilty, pushing things like she was, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier, and she wasn’t sure, exactly, how she was going to get a repeat performance - but she knew she wanted one. And the first step was to tease and show off some more.

“Oh? Hmm, yes, I guess. As long as you guys are good.”

“Of course! Yeah! Yep!” Their voices overlapped as they all paused their pizza to look at her. Smiling, her anticipation building once again, she stood up and unsnapped her shorts, pulling apart the flaps to show off a bit of the peach undergarment.

“You don’t mind if I take these off here? I can go to my room if you think that’s better,” she said, teasing, turning in a circle as they all protested that she should stay.

She stopped turning and slowly shimmied her shorts down, bending down to slide them off her feet, Noah and Colter getting a perfect view of her stretched panties covering her bottom. The fabric was slightly sheer - she knew that a hint of her skin would show through as she moved, but it was not crass or vulgar. Just a little sexy. She turned to the other side and began to pull off her shirt, being careful not to let her bra ride up - at least not yet. Feeling a surge of power, knowing they were all watching her, she took her time, slowly pulling her top off, brushing her hair back after handing her shirt to Tom, who had also grabbed her shorts when she’d dropped them. She sat back down between Andrew and Tom, and looked around at her audience, her face flushed with excitement. She glanced down at her bra, pretty sure that in the bright light of the room, her salient features would be visible. Confirming her suspicions, she looked around to see them all watching her, their food forgotten for a moment. She reached out with both hands and lightly grabbed onto Andrew and Tom, feeling them twitch beneath her hands.