Chapter 2

The bikini was very skimpy. The top was nothing but a few strings, with sliding triangles of fabric for cups. The bottom wasn’t much more than a thong. Even though she had just been naked in front of him, Jon realized that she seemed even sexier posing for him barely covered.

Jody looked at him and started to laugh. “Jon, I was going to ask your opinion, but the fact that you’re almost drooling tells me this is the suit to wear. You might want to re-consider what you’re wearing though, since I can clearly see your boner in those trunks. Shame on you, big brother! You’re making me wish we weren’t related. I hope this girl Mel won’t be intimidated when she sees the bulge your package makes!”

Before they could say more, they heard car doors in the driveway. Jon looked out the window. “Guess we’re going to have to make do with what we’re wearing now. They’re here.”

Jody grabbed a big t-shirt and threw it on over her bikini as a cover-up. Jon grabbed a stack of towels and headed downstairs, thankful that his erection was going down a little, since he didn’t want to seem quite that forward. He met Mel and her brother at the door and invited them in.

“Hi, Jon,” Mel said, “This is Mike.”

The boys smiled at each other and shook hands. Jon looked Mike over briefly, and realized that the good-looks genes must run rampant in these kids’ family. Mike was about 6’ tall, with longish very light brown hair, several shades darker than his sister. Dressed in a concert t-shirt and shorts, he looked pretty ripped. He had a very handsome face, with the same green eyes as his sister.

“Hey, Jon, thanks for letting me come along with Mel. I didn’t have the chance to do much swimming this summer with the shitty summer job my folks made me get.”

“Yeah, what did you do?”

“I was a caddy at the golf course. It paid OK, and I made nice tips, but some of the old farts were a real pain in the ass. The young milf foursomes weren’t so bad, though,” he said with a grin.

“That’s because they made your putter flutter, Mike,” Mel teased, smacking her brother playfully on the back.

“Yeah, well I still want you to come out and admit why you always managed to forget to wear a bra when you would come pick me up after work when you knew I was caddying for that one golf pro, sis.”

“Shut up, Mike, a girl has to have her fantasies. It’s not like I don’t hear you enjoying your own fantasies some nights in your room when you think I’ve gone to sleep. You’ve gotta learn to be quiet, like I can be!”

“Sounds like I’m missing an interesting conversation,” Jody said as she walked down the stairs. Jon turned to look at her. There was something in her face that he knew the other kids probably couldn’t read, but he could see her eyes dilate slightly when she first saw Mike.

Jon said, “This is my kid sister, Jody. This is Mel and her brother Mike. Are you two guys in any classes together?”

“Yeah, we are,” Mike said. The younger kids stared at each other for a second too long. Jon knew they were checking each other out.

“You gonna show us this pool of yours?” Mel asked.

“Out back here. Did you guys bring your suits?”

“We wore them under our street clothes,” Mel said, as they went outside. “Wow, nice pool! It looks pretty private, too. This would be good for skinny dipping at night,” she giggled, “but I guess your folks wouldn’t like that too much.”

Jon blurted out, “they won’t be home until about midnight.”

Those words just hung in the air for a moment. Jon set the towels down on a table, and said, “Well, let’s get in.”

As Mel and Mike stripped off their street clothes, Jody whispered to Jon, “That’s him, the hunk I told you about. Oh my God, look at his body!”

Jon wasn’t paying attention to Mike, since he was busy watching Mel. Hot damn, how could just watching a girl take off sandals, a t-shirt, and cut-offs look so much like a strip-tease? He needed to get in the cool water to hide his erection. Much as he wanted Mel, he didn’t want to seem like a complete sex-fiend, especially in front of her brother.

Mel was wearing a green thong bikini, the same color as her eyes. It covered practically nothing, which was great, but Jon still wondered how it would look on her wet. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.

Mel walked quickly to the diving board. “How warm is the water?” she asked.

“It’s a little cool, but it’s not what you would call cold,” Jon called to her from the shallow end.

“OK, well, I can’t just wade in like you did. I have to get wet all at once. Otherwise, I sometimes chicken out if the water’s not real warm.” With that, she dove in. She surfaced, sputtering, “You bastard! It’s cold as shit!” She swam quickly to the shallow end and stood up near Jon.

“It’s not that cold once you get used to it,” he said, admiring how the water had made her nipples come erect under the thin fabric of her top. He realized that her suit, if it was lined at all, allowed him to see a hint of the shape and size of her tightly puckered areolas. This is better than I had hoped for, he thought.