Chapter 3: Teasing My Dad

Hopefully all that will help people to put what happened this day more in context. I’ve learned over the years that most men (if not all) read and watch porn so they seem to think what they see is somehow a reflection of real life. Yeah, don’t we all wish!

At the time Beth and I were both sixteen and quite experienced sexually. At school we were both proud of our reputations as sluts, each of us viewing it as a reflection of our desirability and sexuality rather than the slur some people think of when they use the word. We both knew how to tease and loved doing it, especially as a pair as guys just love to see two girls together. Sometimes we would even kiss each other playfully but that was just to turn the guys on! Yeah, it felt a little weird when we did it but it was worth it when you saw the reaction.

If there were two men that we loved to tease the most, it would have to be our dads. I don’t mean tease as blatantly as we would some guy at the mall but more because we knew they took our teasing differently than other men. Her dad liked to pretend to be shocked and embarrassed when we would parade around in just a T-shirt and pair of panties, or maybe around the pool in a skimpy bikini, but I knew he couldn’t resist looking at us. There was actually something more naughty about teasing her dad than mine because her family was so much more up-tight about sex. In comparison, teasing my dad was more of a challenge. It was also complicated by the fact while Beth might be my BFF, there were some things even she didn’t know about in my life. Not as if I was embarrassed about them, just more of those rules my parents established early on were so different than her parents gave her. For example, I shut my bedroom door when we dressed. We wore bikinis in the hot tub, never naked or at least never when my parents were home. Masturbation was reserved for when we were alone together and not just because we were both horny if my parents were around.

In some ways I was actually more uncomfortable teasing my dad with Beth than with her dad because I felt like I being a little bit dishonest. Things that Beth would do to turn him on certainly did, but not in the way she assumed. For instance, while sometimes we would hint at what we were about to do together when we headed up to my room, she had no idea my dad saw me regularly as I did with him so it wasn’t like he didn’t have a pretty darn good idea of what was happening behind the closed bedroom door.

It was all good fun and being it WAS our dads not to mention we didn’t have to worry about carrying through with anything. I think we would have both been shocked to know what our dads were REALLY thinking, or at least mine. Sure my dad didn’t try too hard to hide his erection, but the idea that he might be thinking more than just being turned on by two sexy teenagers was something that never crossed our minds. If anything, we would both joke about it and laugh together later when we would talk about my dad’s inability to control himself as well as her dad could.

This night wasn’t all that much different than any other night when Beth would stay over. She showed up at the door with her bag dressed in tight jeans, sneakers and a plaid blouse under her jacket. I just grinned and nodded at her chest where she had the blouse unbuttoned enough to reveal her white bra underneath. “Your dad mind that?” I teased her, knowing the answer but not being able to resist.

“Oh Kelly, if he said anything then he’d have to admit he noticed which means he’d have to have looked at my chest,” she teased, and you know he NEVER looks at his daughter’s boobs.”

“Yeah right!” I giggled as I ushered her inside and shut the door before my dad could yell about letting all the heat out. “Damn girl, staying the week?” I joked poking at her bag. It wasn’t just a tiny overnight bag but more like a small suitcase!

“Hey, a girl can never have too many things to wear,” she huffed, pretending to be insulted. Yeah, like she had to tell ME! My dad was always complaining about how much I would pack to go anywhere.

“Oh, and since when do you wear anything much when you’re over here?” I taunted her.

Her reply was a rolling of the eyes.

“Hi Beth, good to see you again,” my mom greeted her as she came from the direction of the kitchen. We’d finished supper just a short while ago and she was probably still straightening up.

“Hi Mrs. Wells!” Beth answered back.

“Oh Beth, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Mary?” my mom huffed and then smiled. I just shook my head. Like EVERY time she came over they went through the same little routine. Beth ALWAYS referred to my parent as “Mr.” and “Mrs.” and my mother was ALWAYS telling her to be less formal. Some things just never change.

“Bring your suit?” my mom asked.

“Of course!” Beth gushed with a grin.

“Great,” she exclaimed, “John’s out in the tub right now and I’m sure he’d appreciate the company.”

xcWith that we both headed up the stairs to my room where I shut the door behind us.

“Wait till you see what I got,” Beth said excitedly as she put her bag down on my bed and unzipped it. Reaching inside she grabbed a couple pieces of small cloth with strings and held it up to me proudly. “My mom would KILL me if she knew I bought this but I saw it on-line and just HAD to get it.”

Taking it from her, I held it by the strings and smiled. Oh yeah, no way her mom would even let her out of the house with it in her bag, let alone wear it. Damn, it was like there was practically nothing in my hands!

“Think your dad will like it?” she teased as she started to undress.

I nodded and answered, “You know better than to have to ask me that you dirty little slut. Like what man wouldn’t?”

By now she’d stripped naked. Damn, for someone I’d seen nude probably dozens of times, not to mention seeing her in all sorts of sexually-oriented circumstances as well, I still couldn’t help but pause and admire her nude body. Gawd she was hot! Sure, her ass was quite a bit bigger than mine yet at the same time it wasn’t flabby and I knew it got a lot of looks whenever we were out together. Funny how some guys go for the tight perky butt like mine but at the same time there are a LOT of them who go for the more “rounded” look.

“Oh my dad would probably faint if I wore it around him,” she sighed, “Shit Kelly, your dad is so cool. I wish mine were more like him sometimes.”

I caught myself before saying something about how I was sure her dad would appreciate her outfit just as much as mine and that it was just that my dad wasn’t as inhibited when it came to expressing his appreciation for how me and my friends looked. It’s not like she wasn’t aware of it - all my friends liked to joke about my dad’s wandering eyes.

It was my turn to show off so I pulled out one of my newer bikinis from my dresser drawer. Seeing how naughty Beth’s was I wanted to match up with her as best as possible. Then again, when I saw her adjusting the top I once again felt that frustrating feeling as her boobs practically spilled out of it. Even as small as my top was there was no way I came close to filling it out the way Beth did hers. Well, sometimes it’s best to acknowledge your own limitations and not to compete when the outcome is inevitable so I put back the top and instead reached in my other drawer for one of my tank tops. Choosing one of my smaller white ones, I pulled it on over my head, stretching the material out as it barely fit. Well, technically the way it stretched tight against me it didn’t fit but that’s why I chose it.

“You’re wearing THAT?” Beth asked as she pulled on her thong and tied the strings on each side. Oh yeah, her parents definitely would NOT have approved. From behind the only thing visible was the string across her hips as the middle string was lodged deep in her ass crack. From behind she may as well have been bottomless and even in front the thin material pulled tight into her pussy resulting in a perfect camel toe.

“Yeah,” I sighed, “With THOSE hanging out I figure why bother.” I nodded at her large chest and she automatically looked down and saw that the edge of her nipples were showing so she adjusted it until they were barely covered.

“Oh Kelly, you can be so silly sometimes,” she huffed, shaking her head, “Damn, I can’t seem keep this over my nipples. You don’t think this is TOO revealing for your dad, do you?”

Considering wearing ANYTHING in the hot tub was out of the norm where my father was concerned I wanted to tell her that I was sure my dad wouldn’t care. Of course I wasn’t about to tell her we used it naked when it was just family. Looking out my bedroom window I saw my dad was just lying back in the tub, totally oblivious to what we were saying about him up above.

“C’mon Beth, you know my dad loves to be teased,” I reminded her, “Trust me, he’s gonna LOVE that top.”

Beth shrugged, still seeming a little uncertain. This was by far the most revealing suit she’d ever worn while at our house and I was getting the idea she was starting to have second thoughts about it.

“Let’s hurry up and get going before he gets out,” I urged her.

My best friend smiled and reached over to kiss me on the cheek. “Love you Kelly,” she whispered in my ear. I knew what she meant and I would often tell her the same. There was nothing more to it than just two best friends expressing their care and respect for the other.

A couple moments later we passed by my mom in the kitchen on the way to the deck.

“Whoa, now THAT’s a thong,” she teased Beth, “Nice ass ya got there girl.”

Beth actually blushed! Then again, I could never imagine HER mother saying anything like that about my butt, let alone hers.

My mom continued, “Now I hope you two sluts don’t have any ideas about stealing my husband away from me. After all, any man can only be tempted so much and one look at you girls...” She let her voice trail off and I think Beth was thinking she might be serious.

“Oh Mrs. Wells, you know I would never...” Beth started to say but my mom just reached out and hugged her.

“Gotcha!” she said softly to her and she tried to reassure my poor friend.

“Coming in with us mom?” I asked hopefully.

My mom was dressed in her usual home attire - shorts and a loose T-shirt and I knew underneath she always wore panties and a bra. She could simply shed the shorts and T-shirt as it wouldn’t be the first time she’d gotten in with me and my friends in just her underwear. Other than the fact it tended to be a bit revealing when wet, it’s not like it was any different than wearing one of her bikinis.

“Nawwwwww, I think the two of you are going to more than enough for him to handle today as it is,” she joked as she headed out of the kitchen, leaving us behind. “Now behave yourselves!” she called out just as I started to open the back door.