Chapter 16

Friday Morning - Florida

Sisters Secrets

In the early morning darkness, Bob was thinking about his grandfather. His grandpa had been a childhood hero of his. A WW II veteran of the 82nd Airborne, he survived the war rising from private to 1st Lieutenant with three combat jumps and a chest full of medals. He was the reason Bob chose airborne and infantry when he joined the army. His hero grandfather, dressed in his old uniform coat and medals, had proudly pinned Bob’s wings (Parachutist Badge) on his chest upon completing jump school. A good memory just like yesterday at Disney World and this week in Florida.

Intentional or not, knowing he was leaving soon for Iraq he was creating good memories for himself and his family. His family had returned last night dead tired from twelve hours at the big theme park and quickly went to bed. They spread out with some sleeping in the Winnebago, and the rest in the two rooms in the villa hotel.

Under the blanket, he ran his right hand along the curve of his daughter’s low back and over her ass enjoying the feel of her soft smooth flesh. She didn’t move, without a worry in the world, she slept. On his left, he pulled the warm body closer and kissed her messy hair. The arm across his chest stirred her hand moving down to his stiff cock. He sensed her head moving and found her lips with his. Oksana had been like a child with a child as she enjoyed her first experience at a big American theme park.

After a quick shower with his daughter, Oksana had been sitting on the bed waiting for them. Grandma Donna had taken Sasha for the night. His twins and JoAnn had decamped to the Winnebago with Jim, Donna, and Sasha. Kevin had been invited to spend the night with Jennifer’s family. He wasn’t sure what Hannah and Tess were up to, but both were bored with Disney’s fakeness and ready to be done by the time they got home just before 10 pm.

As Kristy cleaned her face and got ready for bed, he and Oksana talked about the previous day in the RV.

“Bob, I’m sorry,” she stated as she sat legs crossed naked on the bed next to him eyes on him.

“For what?” he said letting her say what she needed without interruption. He had gotten over his initial shock of seeing her with his dad and hadn’t really thought about it again. After all, he then went and had sex with his mom.

“You know, with Jim,” she said, “I feel like, I let you down.” She said her blue eyes saying more than her words.

He put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her down on the bed, so they were both looking at the ceiling fan slowly turning above them.

“You didn’t. It’s okay. I was a little surprised at first.” He said honestly.

“I let you down and even...” she paused “Ukrainians, believe in honor it is something that can’t be taken from us. Not by the Nazi or the Russians, never!” She said, “You have been really good to me while Chris is away.”

He turned to Oksana and licked the fat nipple of a big milk-filled tit. She had said she was willing to breastfeed as long as she had family who wanted to drink her milk.

She gently pushed his head away with a little smile on her face. “Listen, you are honorable and I let you down.”

“I understand, but yesterday it was just sex. You see how things are right now with our family.” He said as he stroked her inner thigh watching her pretty face. She was used to hiding her emotions. He didn’t know much about her life before she met Chris. How she came to the United States or why?

Oksana watched his face as she thought. “You, are a good lover.” She said as she reached for his cock.

Nothing more was said on the subject. He dropped his head to her left breast as she put a pillow behind her head, and he soon had a seal on the nipple and was sucking milk from the tit. Her fist was wrapped around his shaft moving up and down when Kristy landed on the bed.

“May I?”

Oksana motioned with her right arm for Kristy to come join them.

Bob smiled, even as he suckled, as his daughter took the other breast in her hand.

As the two fed, Kristy inserted a couple of fingers in Oksana’s cunt working them in and out. Satisfied, Bob let go of the tit before he mounted his sister-in-law. They were further up on the bed now. As his daughter watched he quickly got between Oksana’s thighs the tip of his cock against her nearly bald wet pussy. Kirsty bit her lower lip as she reached for his cock.

Bob let his daughter guide him until with his hips he pushed his cock into Oksana. Nice, wet, and tight. Both were smiling as he slowly moved in and out using only half his length. Kristy ran a hand over Oksana’s belly and breasts.

“Hey,” Oksana said quietly in the darkness bringing him back to the present. “Again, please?” she said as she ran her hand up down his cock.

He pulled her onto his chest as she took a moment to mount him. Bob was going to miss Oksana as she was a lot of fun to fuck. Passionate and willing almost needy she also gave back with her breast milk and massages.

“You two get a room!” Kristy grumbled as she pulled a pillow over her head and yanked on the blanket.

Oksana surprised him by giggling in his ear as he kissed her neck while he grabbed her ass with both hands. Life was good. Maybe his grumpy daughter would get him a cup of coffee later.

Bob slowed to a walk just short of the RV pad. He was cooling down from an early morning run. It didn’t take long to get used to feeling the breeze on his junk as he ran. It was still cool out not yet 70 degrees, but he had worked up a sweat and was ready for breakfast. As he neared the pad with the RV, he watched his dad pull up in Bob’s pickup. Jim had asked to use it this morning to run an errand.

Bob stood at the back of the truck waiting for his dad to get out. He had a passenger. Standing there stretching a leg on the back bumper his pulse quickened as he watched the woman with the dirty blonde hair open the passenger door. His mom’s comments yesterday. His dad’s sudden request to use the truck this morning. Clues.

He didn’t move, foot on the back bumper as his other sister came down the side of the truck grinning at him.

Monica was dressed in tan capri pants, a faded blue USCG sweatshirt, and tennis shoes. She didn’t hide where her eyes went as he finally dropped his leg. He stood there in his running shoes and iPod on his right arm.

“Looking good,” Monica said crossing her arms across her chest as she smiled, even giving him an eyebrow lift.

“Sorry to surprise you,” Jim said stepping out of the truck. “But once she heard your family and Hannah were down here, she insisted on joining us. I just picked her up from the airport.”

His dad looked like he was enjoying the moment. “Monica, your mom’s inside, she would love to see you.”

One thing Monica did not lack was confidence. She kissed him on the cheek and said, “Nice package, big, brother,” she teased as she finger-flicked his ass as she passed him on the way to the RV’s door.

Shit! If his mom was the beautiful Bionic Woman actress, Lindsey Wagner, then Monica’s twin was fresh-faced Elisabeth Shue from Karate Kid and that babysitter movie. Thick curly shoulder-length hair, high forehead, perfect nose, and intelligent eyes that said ‘she knew’ what you were up to, all in a 5’4” busty package. The pretty, smart, good-looking girl all the boys wanted to screw but couldn’t have. He waited a moment then followed.

Truth

As soon as he heard Jenny and Lynn’s screeching voices at the sight of their beloved aunt, he decided maybe showering first was a better choice. He shut the Winnebago’s door without going inside.

“Dad, I’m going to shower first.” He said to Jim’s back before he shut the door.

He passed Oksana heading in the other direction to the Winnebago, and they hugged. At the door to the villa, he could hear a hair dryer being used inside. He stopped and stepped across the landing to Hannah and Tess’s room, knocking on the door once before entering.

“Come in.”

Bob opened the door and stayed at the entry. Hannah sat naked at a small table by the window overlooking the lake. Her laptop computer open in front of her a cup of coffee next to her. A cable linked the phone jack to the computer she was online using the internal modem.

“Good morning! How’d you sleep?” he said as he looked around the room. Tess was on the single queen-sized bed lying on her side facing him her head and one slender leg sticking out from under the blanket. She waved. He heard the toilet flush in the bathroom.

Hannah smiled “Good morning. You’re up early.” she said.

“Yeah, I went for a run. Got to stay in shape.” He said with the knowledge he was going back on active military duty in a matter of weeks.

The bathroom door opened behind Hannah. The boy wore a red wristband and walked to the bed. Skinny, probably not older than his twins, fourteen, some teen acne on his face, he had a nice tan, and average sized cock for his age. He took his glasses from the nightstand. Not a bad looking kid, he didn’t know him but had seen him at the house party Tuesday night. Tess let the boy kiss her on the lips before he headed for the door where Bob stood.

“Good morning, sir.” The young man said politely and scooted past Bob and then down the steps.

He looked at Hannah with a questioning look on his face.

“Tess made a friend on the bus ride back from the park.” She said.

He didn’t comment, he left it alone. “Working?”

“Just some email, the new job, and my research grant.” She said.

Hannah had woken up earlier as her cell phone chirped with a message. Samantha said she had sent an email about travel for the new job. She called her back and they talked for a few minutes both women happy to talk to the other.

Bob got to the point. “Monica is here. Dad picked her up from the airport. She’s at the RV.” He said.

Hannah smiled. “That was quick. She missed Christmas because of work, now she’s here.”

Both of them were thinking the same thing. They were going to get some answers.

“I’m going to shower then head over.” He said.

Hannah glanced at Tess who had closed her eyes. “I’ll shower now and meet you over there.”

In the other room, Kristy was brushing her curly brown hair while standing in front of the sink’s mirror.

Bob walked up behind Kristy, and she turned her head allowing him to kiss her lips as he rested a hand on his teenage daughter’s ass. They looked at each other in the mirror as she pulled the brush through her hair one last time. Robert looked fit but he knew he needed to work harder to get back into fighting shape.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“A little sore. I took an ibuprofen.” She said glancing at the bottle next to the sink. “Wednesday night then all the walking at Disney World.”

He nodded. As far as he knew she hadn’t had sex since they lay together in the clubhouse.

“I’m going to shower but I want to talk to you first.” He said.

They made coffee and sat at the table looking out at the lake and the few people out for morning walks. He had decided, as his oldest, that he should tell her first.

“I got a call from my guard unit on Monday on the drive down,” he said, watching Kristy as she sipped her coffee.

He told her what had been asked of him. His conversation with JoAnn then his decision to accept four months in Iraq versus six months in Afghanistan. The decision to wait until after the Florida trip to break the news.

Kristy just nodded. “I could tell something was a little off. Dad, we all knew you were going to go again soon. We’ll miss you and I know you’ll do your best to keep safe.” Kirsty said.

Inside she had been dreading her dad’s next deployment. But she could handle it. He would be home before school was out.

“Thanks, honey. I’ll need you to be a leader, help your mom out,” Bob said, taking his daughter’s hand. “Also, your Aunt Monica just arrived she’s at the RV.”

Kristy stood. “Why?”

“Not sure. I’m going to shower then I’ll head over.”

Kristy looked at her dad’s cock it had gotten harder.

“Would you like a blow job before you shower?”

“Thanks for the offer. I think there will be plenty of time for that later on.” He smiled as he stood in front of his beautiful daughter. “But I’ll take a kiss.”

He fondled one of her perfect round breasts as father and daughter kissed open mouthed the taste of coffee fresh on each other’s breath.

Kristy gave her dad’s hairy ass a slap as he headed for the shower, and she left to see Aunt Monica.

The RV was crowded when Bob arrived. It was still cool outside hovering just below 70 degrees, so he wore a pullover fleece against the chill. Climbing into the RV he confirmed his family was naked, and once his eyes settled on Monica sitting on the couch, he could see she had joined the crowd in taking off her clothes. Their eyes met as he took his time examining her body.

Dirty blonde shoulder-length hair, full, round breasts, with pink ‘eraser’ type nipples, a little dark blonde landing strip between toned legs. Blonde Lynn was sitting next to her aunt, who had an arm around her shoulders. The rest of the family spread around the small living area eating cereal, or bagels as quickly as they came out of the toaster.

He caught his wife’s eye who sat in one of the two captain’s chairs sipping a coffee, Oksana and Sasha in the other. She smiled, motioning to a spot on the bed. He took a glass of OJ from his mom and stood next to her. His dad and Jenny were at the table along with Kristy. Hannah sat on the other end of the couch. Kevin’s feet were visible on the bed.

Donna interrupted the conversations. “I’m glad you’re here. We were just discussing the schedule for today.”

He took a paper plate with a toasted blueberry bagel on it from his mom and spread some peanut butter on it. He scooted in next to Kristy on a padded bench and continued to listen. Under the table, Kristy slyly put her free hand on his thigh.

This felt good and natural, everyone naked in one spot. Very domestic.

The swimming pool was the top vote for the morning activity. His mom suggested the gazebo by the lake for lunch. Tonight, the Nudist Club is hosting a bonfire, everyone is invited. Free time in between. Monica spoke up and said she would like to spend some time with Bob and Hannah and suggested a swim in the lake. He agreed and so did Hannah. Nancy, Frank, and their granddaughters would be over later, for a second day at the resort.

A knock on the door and a familiar voice. “Hello.”

Liv stepped into the RV wearing a short white terrycloth robe carrying her beach bag.

Monica stood up when she recognized Liv. Both met in the middle of the room and hugged. Each happy to see each other after so many years. The elfin princess handed Bob her robe as all eyes were on the gorgeous actress. She gave her milk-filled tits a little shake and everyone including Monica laughed appreciatively.

“Where’s your son?” Donna asked.

“Mom is getting as much time as she can with him before I head back to London.”

For Bob, a subtle reminder she had a husband and life waiting for her across the pond.

He was curious how the conversation with his sister would go. It was obvious from her body language Monica was comfortable being naked in front of others. She had tan lines but of a different sort, deep dark ones on her neck and arms. Monica said she worked for a tech company in Virginia and traveled internationally. She had taken her Coast Guard training, bachelor’s, and master’s degrees and was building a career in tech outside the DC beltway and was rarely home.

Liv took an offered coffee and sat on the bed next to Kevin’s feet. The teenager had been up most of the night, so he said, over in the Sinclair’s rooms with Jennifer, Courtney, and the rest.

Soon the reunion broke up with Liv leading a group going to the pool while Bob, Hannah, and Monica along with their parents and JoAnn stayed behind in the Winnebago.

Sitting on the RV couch Monica pulled out a plastic envelope full of pictures.

She showed them several color photographs. Most from Monica’s brief summer visit to upstate New York in 1989. A smiling seventeen-year-old Monica topless with a group of girls including a very young looking Liv. Standing naked with Donna and Jim by a swimming pool.

His sister had a great body back then. She still did, thought Bob as he passed each picture to his wife.

His parents were much younger, and tan, they all looked to be having fun. Bob grinned at the next photo of Monica. She stood naked on the tire part of a rope swing over a lake waving at the camera. Hannah held onto the next picture, and they looked at the couple with Monica. Again, naked, her hair wet, outdoors, he recognized Jennifer’s parents, Paul and Grace. Monica stood between them, arms around each other’s shoulders. Paul and Grace, he guessed in their early to mid-twenties, were a good-looking couple. Grace was a redhead like Jennifer with a nice body, and her dad was handsome yet unassuming.

The last picture was different. It was not from the resort. Teenage Monica sat smiling on a couch, naked hip to hip with Pastor Paul who didn’t have any clothes on, his right arm around her waist, and two glasses of wine on the coffee table in front of them. He handed the photo to his wife.

“I wanted to show you those before we go swimming. I do know what kind of group this is.” Monica said before pulling out another photo. Hannah took it and tilted it so he could see.

It was a nude photo of Grace. Shot in a studio. High quality not the amateur work of the New York nudist photographs. By the hairstyle, her red hair teased and blown, he guessed the early ‘80s. Grace lay on her back on a black velvet cloth, angelic face, and body turned toward the photographer, her legs open exposing her hairy red bush. Sheer black thigh-high stockings and matching stilettos were her only clothing. She smiled with lipstick-red lips, her heavy, pink-tipped breasts little mountains on her creamy chest.

Gace had nice tits, bigger than a handful, firm looking, a trim red bush, and nice legs, from what Bob could see.

“Grace was nineteen in that photo,” Monica said then from her backpack pulled out a Playboy magazine, dated May 1983 the face of the sexy actress Nastassia Kinski graced the cover.

Intrigued, the room was quiet. Opening the cover to a bookmarked page she tapped a finger on the half-page glossy color photo.

“Hugh Hefner?” Jim said looking at the magazine Hannah was holding.

“Yes, look at the Bunnies with him,” Monica said a sly grin on her face.

Hefner in his trademark smoking jacket sat surrounded by half a dozen pretty Playboy Bunnies in the famous tight-fitting corsets. Blondes, Brunettes, Redheads, smiling for the photographer.

It took Bob a moment and his dad noticed her at the same time. The redhead on Hugh’s right in a satin blue strapless corset teddy. She wore bunny ears, a bow tie, a collar, and white cuffs. Her breasts nearly spilled out over the top of the corset. The rest of her body hidden by the Bunny in front of her, a pretty blonde.

“Grace?” they said at the same time.

Bob squinted at the caption. It said the photo was taken at the Chicago Playboy Mansion and was introducing a new group of cocktail waitresses at the club.

“Yes,” Monica answered.

“When did you find out?” Jim said.

“Paul he made a comment back then, about meeting Grace in Chicago while he was in college. One night when I was at their house, after one-to-many glasses of wine, Grace admitted to having worked at a Playboy club as a Bunny.”

“She ever a Playmate?” Bob asked.

“No. That last picture was from a photo shoot she did for Playboy, but she didn’t make the cut for the magazine,” Monica said. “I found the photographer a couple of years ago and bought a set of prints from him.”

Looking at the picture of Grace, it crossed his mind to wonder why such a beautiful woman was never chosen as a Playmate and given a centerfold.

“A pastor’s wife with a secret,” Hannah said, stating the obvious.

That comment got a few knowing grins from everyone.

Bob asked the question that was on his and Hannah’s mind and looked at his parents. “Why was Monica’s visit kept a secret? I know I was in college and not home that often. But it looks like she had fun.”

There was an uncomfortable silence until Monica spoke. “I was seventeen and full of hormones.”

Donna put a hand on her daughter’s knee. “It was our fault. Jim and I had started swinging again and met Paul and Grace, who were curious, and coincidently had recently moved to the Boone area. Like us, they chose the upstate New York Nudist Club for its privacy. A young couple, they were new to swinging that summer and liked the fact we were a little older.” She said watching Bob and Hannah for a reaction.

Monica jumped in, “I walked in on the four of them one evening in the cabin swapping, having sex.” She said, “Instead of leaving, I stayed.”

She stood. “Let’s go to the lake,” Monica said. “I will tell you the rest as we swim, but over the school year, things got out of hand. I went to the Sinclair’s house often, I fell in love, I thought. Paul would not leave his wife and kids. It would have been a scandal. So, instead of staying in town and going to Appalachian State (University), I chose the Coast Guard and left Boone a week after I graduated for boot camp. The best decision I ever made.”

Bob could see it now. So much made sense now that he had the missing puzzle pieces. Because of the fire that burned down her cheerleading camp, she went to a nudist resort. Had sex. Started an affair that ended badly. Joined the US Coast Guard at eighteen. Served in the First Gulf War, Operation Desert Storm where she grew as a person, and became even more confident in herself. His parents felt guilty and did not invite any more of their kids to participate or share their secrets.

Donna looked at Bob and Hannah. “After that difficult year with Monica, Paul, and Grace, we backed off the idea of getting you kids involved in nudism. We had thought about inviting each of you to join us once you were old enough but up until now, we never did.”

Jim nodded, remaining quiet. Affirming what his wife said.

Hannah hugged her sister. “I’m glad you told us. We have things to tell you. But let’s go swim.”

Robert, Hannah, and Monica easily tread water fifty yards from the beach close to a floating wooden dock for swimmers. Bob knew if he reached with his feet he could touch the sandy bottom. The three were close, within arm’s reach as Hannah talked sister to sister giving Monica an abbreviated version of the last couple of months since his family first read the book Casual Family Nudity: The Answer to Today’s Problems.

“So, you and JoAnn think the ideas from the book have helped?” Monica finally asked. “You had sex with your pastor’s wife and daughter?”

“Yeah, I think so, the ideas in the book have helped. And to answer the second part of your question, yes I did.” Bob said not elaborating and changing the subject as he felt a hand on his cock. “You haven’t told us what really happened between you, Grace, and Paul?”

Both of his sisters’ hands were underwater.

Monica floated close, next to Hannah. She glanced at the beach.

“Things just got out of hand. I had sex with Paul before I left New York. Mom and Dad knew since they were there in the bed when it happened.” She let out a breath.

There were two women’s hands on his cock now.

“I started babysitting Jennifer. When Paul and Grace came home the three of us would have sex. It was fun at first, to be liked by an older couple. I had been back at school maybe a month when mom and dad came over and things picked up where they left off, trading partners. I broke up with my boyfriend because he didn’t understand me. Later, another swinger couple, an important ministry partner of Paul’s from a big Christian disaster relief organization in the area, started partying with us. At first, I was always ‘the extra’ and the men were happy to have me.

They had drifted close to the platform now. Bob took a chance and underwater placed a hand on Monica’s left breast and its hard nipple. She didn’t react.

“Wow,” Hannah said. “I didn’t have sex until I was in college.”

“After Christmas, Mom put a stop to it. Or tried to but I was ‘in love’ with Paul, I thought. He was smart and believed in things, like God. He could really talk.” Moncia said.

Both hands were jerking on his cock which despite the cool water had grown hard.

“Did they stop swinging with them?” Hannah asked.

“I think so, for a while anyway. I had to work extra hard that last semester just to graduate as my grades had gone down.”

“And then you joined the Coast Guard,” Hannah said. “You know, I was mad at you for a long time.”

“Why?” Monica said a look of genuine concern on her face.

“I felt abandoned. I needed my sister, and you left us.” Hannah said emotion in her voice, watching her older sister’s face.

Both hands let go of his dick as the two sisters hugged it out. “I’m so sorry I was selfish back then,” Monica said as the two embraced while treading water.

“Hey, so have you and Bob, you know, done it?” Monica said as the two girls held each other.

Bob climbed the wooden ladder to the deck. He turned around looking for the sun’s warm rays and saw a paddle boat with JoAnn and Kristy slowing to a stop before bumping into the dock.

“We have dry towels and hot chocolate,” Kristy said smiling at her dad.

JoAnn had a grin on her face, as he looked down his cock was pointing straight out. He looked around hoping no one noticed.

He didn’t hear what Hannah told Monica. Either way, life had gotten a whole lot better.

With all the family and friends gathered around in one spot for lunch Hannah suddenly felt a little overwhelmed emotionally. Add to that, with Tess’s friend in the shared bed last night she hadn’t gotten much sleep and was feeling irritable. Lunch had been fried chicken, salad, and brownies for dessert, she felt full. Hannah poured a cup of Rosé from a box and took a seat in a wicker chair inside the covered gazebo, away from everyone where she could just observe and mentally process what she had heard this morning from Monica.

All her immediate family was here now including Monica who was busy talking with Liv. Nancy, Frank, Cassandra, and Raquel were naked and socializing. Oksana had moved down the little beach away from the party with Sasha who had on a pair of water wings as she chased some ducks. Tess had finally woken up and joined them sitting gossiping with the group of teen girls at one of the two picnic tables.

Bob sat next to Frank in a couple of camp chairs talking quietly, each enjoying the sights in front of them. He was complimenting the older man on his granddaughters, two beautiful, well behaving girls. That got a chuckle from Frank.

“If only! The girls didn’t react well to our daughter’s ugly divorce from their dad. Smoking, drinking, the wrong boys, their mother distracted.”

Bob just nodded. He had met the girl’s mom at the theme park yesterday, she was nice. He was watching Cassandra and her large conical breasts; she sat quietly as her sister and Kristy chatted with Tess. He hadn’t had a chance to spend time alone with her this week. Raquel, her sister, was a good-looking girl tall with a nice figure nearing full womanhood, she was surer of herself than her younger sister.

Bob had spaced out on Frank, “ ... would you consider a swap, for an afternoon or evening.” Frank asked quietly as he sipped bourbon from a plastic cup.

“Sorry, uh, what? Who did you have in mind?” he said giving his attention back to the older man. A bit surprised by the question from Frank who came reluctantly to public nudity and this hedonistic group.

Frank glanced at Nancy who was talking with Donna and Jim over by the picnic baskets that held their lunch, prepared by the resort café for them.

Was he interested in one of the twins or Kristy?

Bob waited. Would he swap a daughter? He was open to swapping his wife. Was it too far to agree to swap a daughter?

Frank attacked from the flank, not head-on, “Kristy was asking me about taking golf lessons. She’s only ever played put-put golf so far. In North Carolina, I can golf most of the year, somewhere. I offered to take her for an afternoon and show her the basics.” He took a sip of bourbon watching Bob for a reaction. “Then get a room,” he added.

Bob had made up his mind. “Frank, if she wants to, neither me nor JoAnn will object. Have you told her what you expect in return?” he said.

“She’s the one who approached me, suggesting a swap, to be clear,” Frank said. “We negotiated in Cinderella’s Castle and came to a tentative agreement. She said I would need your permission, and that a swap would make sense. I told her I would talk to you and my wife.”