Chapter 15: Pamela’s Gift

Pamela organised the furniture removalists for Friday the 2nd March. Unfortunately, this was not my RDO, so I was not able to help until Saturday. And that’s when I started to move all my gear to our new house.

The weather was hot, and the pool was inviting, so after my last trip of the day. I stripped off and dove straight into the pool. The water was so refreshing, but as I was naked, Pamela came out to see me and asked me to cover up so I did not embarrass Caitlyn.

“Sorry, Sexy. I was so hot, and I forgot all about Caitlyn. Can you please get a towel for me so I can get out? Thank you.”

The three of us had been busy unpacking boxes all day, and Pamela kept wanting to move the furniture around, trying to find the best position for everything, so dinner was takeaway Chinese as we were too tired to cook.

Eventually, Pamela declared, “We need a better lounge and dining suite to suit this place.”

“That will have to wait until we are married,” I said.

We called it quits at around 7.30. With the sun setting at 6.50. It was almost dark, and I asked Pamela, “Do you fancy skinny dipping with me?”

“Sure, but I will let Caitlyn know we are skinny dipping so she doesn’t come outside.”

Pamela and I went for our swim, but as we were not wearing bathers, it soon became a grope session with Pamela squealing and laughing as I groped her.

Our groping turned serious while we kissed passionately. I moved my hand between Pamela’s legs so I could finger her pussy. She placed her arms around my neck, and held on tight before widening her stance. I slid my fingers into her slick pussy, “Oh, yes. I like the feel of that,” moaned Pamela. I finger fucked her hard and fast. Pamela tightened her grip around my neck. “I’m cumming already ... oh, I love what you do to me...” moaned Pamela, and held me tight as her orgasm swept through her body.

Pamela clung to me as I moved both of us to the shallow end, where we sat on the upper step, and she wrapped her hand around my cock, getting me hard as I continued to finger her pussy.

I pulled Pamela onto my hard cock in the reverse cowgirl position as we fucked in the pool for the first time. The water splashed against the sides of the pool. Pamela turned her head back towards me, allowing me to kiss her passionately as she rode my cock.

Pamela groaned softly into my mouth as I fucked her as hard as possible from a sitting position. I broke our kiss as I wrapped my arms around her. My hands went to her breasts, where I could roll, squeeze, and pull her nipples. Pamela responded by pushing her hips downwards to meet my upward thrusts.

We fucked as hard as we could and continued for a while after working up a good rhythm. Pamela’s moaning was getting louder and louder. I had to place my hand over her mouth to muffle her moans. After what had happened when we were on holiday together, we did not want to attract Caitlyn’s attention and let her catch us fucking in the pool. We both climaxed soon after.

Being naked in the pool and making love was a great feeling. It was a new experience for both of us and something we can look forward to doing again.

While Pamela and I were sitting on the lower step, most of our bodies were submerged when we heard the sliding door open as Caitlyn came out wearing her bikini.

Pamela called out, “Caitlyn, you do know. Tim and I are naked, don’t you?”

“Yes, mum, but I want to come for a swim. I’ve worked as hard as you two, so I deserve to cool off, too.”

“If you come for a swim, you will see both of us naked, are you ok with that?”

“Not sure, but I’ll try not to look.”

“It’s not about not looking but more about how comfortable you are seeing your Mum and Tim with no clothes on. Will that embarrass you?”

“I don’t know. Let me try it and see how I feel.”

As Caitlyn got close, Pamela stood up, giving her daughter a full frontal view of her naked body.

“Does the sight of me being naked offend you?” Her mum asked.

“No, we’re both girls. So we have the same bits.”

Pamela smiled and laughed at her daughter’s innocent and simplistic evaluation of things, then put her arm around her as they both got into the pool.

Caitlyn did a couple of laps, and she seemed comfortable with both of us being naked around her, although she did keep her distance from us.

When she returned to the shallow end, she said, “Mum, can I take my bikini top off so I can feel what it’s like to swim topless?”

“You do realise Tim will see your breasts, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do.”

“If you are comfortable, then go ahead.”

Caitlyn casually removed her bikini top while looking at me. Was she daring me to look at her? Was she challenging me, I thought. As soon as she had taken her top off, she bobbed down under the water so we could not see her breasts.

“Go for a swim,” her mother urged.

Caitlyn did a lap of the pool.

“This feels so different swimming without a top. I like the feel of it. Can I swim like this all the time?”

“Only when you are alone or when, Tim or I are here, and not with any friends when you invite them over for a swim.”

“Ok, thanks, mum.”

Caitlyn had become more confident around our nudity. It did not bother her if I saw her breasts.

There was now only one week before our wedding. I had asked Macca if I could stay at his place for that time. He said he wouldn’t be home until Thursday but did say Julie was comfortable with me staying there.

Pamela and I talked daily. I asked how Caitlyn was getting on at her new school. She said she was doing well and seemed to have quickly developed a friendship with a girl who lived in Australind. I asked, “Are you nervous about our wedding?”

“No, how about you?”

“Yeah, I feel the nerves starting to build. I know I shouldn’t, but they are.”

“Don’t worry, we love each other and want to get married. Wait and see, our wedding day will be the best day of your life.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

On the Friday night before we were married, Macca took me to Murphy’s for what he called. “The last rites. The last drinks for a single man condemned to be ruled by his wife.”

“Get off, you stupid bugger. I’ll still be able to do what I want ... with my wife’s approval.”

He laughed, slapped me on the back, and said. “See, you’re already thinking like a married man.”

We enjoyed a few more drinks. Then, a past conquest came up and said, “Hello.”

“Roxanne, great to see you again. Meet my best mate, Macca,” I said.

“This is my girlfriend, Natalie,” Roxanne replied, the implication in the word girlfriend clear.

Macca raised his eyebrows at these two sexy chicks dressed in their tight leather skirts and crop tops. They looked stunning.

Macca said, “Tim is getting married tomorrow.” He smelt trouble with the two girls and wanted to put them off and not get me into a compromising situation. Macca knew Roxanne and I had a one-night stand with me but knew nothing about the threesome with Roxanne, Pamela, and me. He was confused as to why she had a girlfriend and not a boyfriend.

We kept drinking, and our inhibitions floated away. Roxanne started flirting with me again, rubbing her hand up and down my thigh. Yeah, I could feel a stirring in my loins. Macca said he needed to go to the dunny.

Standing behind me, Natalie squashed her tit’s against my back and started to rub her hands up and down the sides of my body as Roxanne began to squeeze my cock.

“Come on, let’s get out of here, go back to my place, and have a threesome,” Roxanne excitedly said.

I walked out of the pub with two of the ‘sexiest ladies’ in town on my arms.

I had Natalie leaning against her car with me pushing my hard-on into her crotch, my hand up her top squeezing and playing with her tit, my tongue down her throat as we kissed passionately.

Macca came running out of the pub. I have never seen a big man move so fast. “Tim, what the fuck are you doing,” he shouted in alarm.

“I’m just saying goodnight to the ladies,” I replied.

“Like fuck you are. You were practically screwing Natalie while you had your tongue down her throat and your hand playing with her tits,” he yelled at me.

He grabbed me by the arm, pulling me away from Natalie. “You two better fuck off quick,” Macca yelled at them.

Macca was in my face shouting and yelling at me, “You fucking idiot, what if Pamela saw what you were doing. Do you think she would still want to marry you?” Macca roared.

“Oh, come on, Macca. It was just harmless fun. I was never going to go back to their place. I was winding you up.”

Macca punched me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and making me double over.

“You’re lucky I didn’t smack you in the face if you weren’t getting married tomorrow. I would have, but I don’t think Pamela would appreciate you turning up to the wedding with a broken nose and black eye,” Macca shouted. I didn’t argue. The thing is, when Macca hits you, you stay hit.

“Come on. We’re going home. You have had too much piss tonight.”

Macca grabbed me and roughly pushed me forward to the taxi rank.

While I was getting pissed, Pamela and Caitlyn were spending the night with her parents as the wedding was in Perth.

They had a quiet night compared to me, sharing a few wines and discussing old times with her mum and dad.

I was nervous as Macca drove to the wedding location where Pamela and I were to be married.

“Macca, I am sorry for being a dickhead last night. I had too much grog, and you have to believe me when I tell you I was never going to go home with the two girls.”

Macca gave me a withering stare. “I know you, Tim. I know how you like to fuck any sheila going, so don’t give me shit about you would never go home with them because I know you would have had I not run out of the pub in time.”

“Macca, I’m a changed man. I made a promise to Pamela. That I would not cheat on her.” Macca gave me another look that said, I don’t believe you.

Macca, and I took up our positions as the marriage celebrant looked on as the wedding car arrived. Caitlyn got out first, waited for her Mum to get out, then handed her the flower bouquet she held for her.

Pamela looked beautifully stunning in her wedding dress. Caitlyn looked radiant in her matching bridesmaid dress.

I felt very fortunate and proud that Pamela was about to become my wife and Caitlyn, my stepdaughter.