Chapter 15

By the time Thelma arrived, I had at least managed to get everyone dressed and semi-presentable. Thelma was dressed in a pair of running shorts and a tight fitting knit shirt with a sports bra. Sharon and I were snuggled on one of the lounge chairs on the patio when Bonnie brought her back.

Missy and Beth ran for the pool wearing semi-respectable swimsuits while Bonnie and Thelma sat down to talk with Sharon and I.

"So, was Marilyn pissed off at us last night?" I asked after everyone was settled.

"No, she was pissed off at me," Thelma laughed. "It's your fault too, Sharon."

"My fault. What did I do?" Sharon asked.

"You told Mike to kiss me. Marilyn saw him do it. She called me a slut for kissing a sixteen year old boy."

"He's not a boy," Sharon told her.

"I couldn't agree with you more," Thelma said. "He certainly seemed like a man last night."

"It's really not Sharon's fault, Thelma. I'd have kissed you again anyway."

"Yes, but Sharon is the one who called it to everyone's attention when she said she liked the taste of my lipstick," Thelma laughed. "I laughed so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants."

"Okay people. Who's going on a walk with Thelma and me?" Bonnie asked.

Sharon and I both agreed we would. We left Beth and Missy in the pool. We walked about the same distance Beth and I had when I got out of the hospital. Bonnie said she didn't want to wear Thelma out completely. When we got back to the house Bonnie said it was time to take Thelma's measurements. She sent Sharon after a tape measure.

Bonnie brought out the scales and we weighed her. Then I backed her up against the house and checked her height. Bonnie wrote down the results.

"Thelma, we're going to want to do measurements around your bust, hips, waist, and upper thighs. We usually have Mike do them because he seems to enjoy it so much. Would it be okay for Mike to measure you, or would you prefer I got one of the girls?"

"Oh, I'd prefer Mike did it," she said as she gave me a shy smile.

"Mike it is then. Now here's the big question. We are pretty much nudists when we don't have company. The measurements would be a lot easier to duplicate in the future if you were nude when they were taken. Would you be willing for Mike to take your measurements while you were nude?"

"Oh my. I don't know. Did he take your measurements while you were nude?"

"Yes, Thelma, and everyone else here, except Missy, who we haven't measured yet. We are nude most of the time when no one is here."

"Well... I suppose it would be okay. I used to go to the clothing optional beaches before I got married. My husband was rather uptight about nudity though so we never went after we were married. Could you do Missy first so I can see what's going to happen?"

"Sure," Bonnie said. "It'd be a good time to get that out of the way anyway."

"Missy, front and center," I yelled.

Missy came running over, drying off from the pool. "Missy, we'd like to take your measurements for our family records. Would it be okay to do it now?" Bonnie asked.

"Sure. Not a problem, Bonnie."

"Okay, strip," Bonnie told her.

"Naked?"

"Yep, naked. Mike's going to do the measuring."

Beth helped her untie her bikini top, which she then playfully threw at me. She turned her back and gave an exaggerated wiggle as she lowered her bottoms. "Better dry the butt and boobies," I said as I threw her a towel.

She dried herself then walked to me. I had her stand straight with her legs together and her arms at her sides. "What do you want me to measure first?" I asked Bonnie as I unrolled the cloth tape measure.

"Let's start with the waist."

I had Missy raise her arms and pulled the tape around her waist. "Twenty two and a half inches," I said.

"Bust next."

When I loosed the tape I leaned in, kissing her belly button, and inserting my tongue as far as I could. Missy giggled and jumped back.

I motioned her forward again and stood up to measure her bust. "Thirty five and a quarter inches," I said.

"Hips next."

I loosed the tape and kissed Missy's right nipple. It popped out like toast from a toaster. I kissed her other nipple with the same results. "Make that thirty six and a half inches," I said.

"Hard nipples don't count," Bonnie told me. "Do her hips please."

I put the tape around her hips. "Thirty four inches even," I told her.

"Left thigh please."

I kissed Missy in her pubic hair and received a giggle for my efforts. I then moved her feet apart about two feet and put the tape around her left upper thigh. I gave Bonnie the measurement and when she told me to move to the other thigh, I ran my tongue from the bottom to the top of Missy's pussy slit, flicking her clit as I passed it. This time Missy moaned.

I repeated the process on her right thigh, but this time I quickly flicked her clit three or four times. Her moaning signaled her appreciation. I gave her a pat on the butt and told her we were through. "We're not even close to being through," Missy told me as she picked up her swimsuit and went over to one of the lounge chairs.

"Are you ready for this?" Bonnie asked Thelma.

"Oh God! I don't know."

"Would it help if Mike and I got naked too?"

"It might. I don't know Bonnie. Just look at that girl. She's absolutely beautiful. I don't even come close to looking that nice."

"Thelma, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Before I started getting into shape I worried about my body too. I found out though that some people thought I was sexy even though I didn't have the perfect body. I'm sure Mike thinks you are sexy and to be honest with you, so do I."

Bonnie started pulling off her blouse, and I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on a chair. Thelma looked at both of us and pulled her own blouse off. We all finished undressing in a business like manner.

Bonnie giggled. "See, I told you Mike thinks you're sexy."

My erection was sticking straight out, pointing at Thelma. Thelma smiled and did a complete turn.

"Thelma, I take back what I said about your butt sagging. I think it's the clothes you wear that caused me to think it did."

"Thank you kind sir. Can we get on with this before I back out?"

"Waist first," Bonnie told me.

I dropped to my knees and measured her waist. "Twenty six inches even," I said.

"Bust."

I put my hands on Thelma's hips and tongued her belly button for a few seconds.

"Do I get the full treatment," Thelma asked as I was getting to my feet.

"And then some," I said as I wrapped the tape around her breast. "Thirty six and a half inches."

"Hips next."

As I had with Missy, I kissed both of Thelma's nipples. I pulled the left one into my mouth and sucked until it was as hard as a rock, then I bit it lightly. "Oh God! Oh my God!" Thelma said.

"Break it up Mike," Bonnie said. "Work now, play later."

I reluctantly left Thelma's breasts and placed the tape around her hips. Her pussy was trimmed to a "V" with the lips shaved. I could see beads of her nectar on her lips.

"Thirty seven and a half inches," I said.

"Left thigh."

I used my lips to pull gently on her pubic hair, then moved her feet apart to measure her thighs. I measured her left thigh and told Bonnie the result. I blew gently on her pussy as I moved to her right thigh. I gave that measurement to Bonnie as well.

"All finished," Bonnie said.

"Not quite," I told them.

I ran my tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top, collecting all of her delightful emissions as I did. <Oh God you taste good, Thelma.> I thought.

"Thank you Mike. I'm glad I taste good for you."

She heard me! She heard what I was thinking!

I stuck my tongue back into her pussy as far as it would go. I started wiggling it inside the entrance of her vagina then thought, <Can you hear me, Thelma?>

"Of course I can hear you Mike. God! That feels good."

<Do you wonder how I can be talking to you when my tongue is inside your vagina?>

Thelma's body stiffened up. "I'm doing it again aren't I? I'm hearing what you're thinking."

<Yes you are Sweetheart, > I thought as I increase my efforts with my tongue. I moved up to her clit and pulled it between my lips. I started a rapid flicking on it with my tongue.

"Oh God! I'm cuming Mike! Oh God! Oh God! Yeeeeeeeeeeeee aaaahhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!"

I stood up and held her through her after shocks. Finally she calmed down and I helped her into one of the lounges. I slid in behind her and put my arms around her.

Bonnie came over and sat on the bottom of the lounge. "You heard what went on?" I asked.

"You mean besides the earth shattering orgasm?" she asked with a giggle.

"Yes dear heart. She heard what I was thinking."

"I picked up on that Mike. Thelma, have you ever had this happen before that you could pick up someone's thoughts?"

"Yes I have Bonnie. It hasn't happened often, but it has happened. It's a scary thing."

Bonnie started stroking Thelma's leg. "It's nothing to worry about Sweety. It's something all of us here have experienced."

"Really? Bonnie I thought I was a freak."

"Not a freak my dear. You are just slightly telepathic."

"Bonnie, it's so frustrating. I wish it would either go away completely or come and stay permanently. It just seems to show up at times without me even wanting it to. When I want it to happen, it's never there."

"Would you prefer to have the ability all of the time, or not have it at all?" Bonnie asked her.

"I'd rather have it of course. Think of how you could help people if you could tell what they were really thinking or really wanting."

"Okay, Thelma, first you have to promise me that anything said or done by this family to or around you will never be told to anyone, unless we all agree."

"That's not a problem, Bonnie. I would never betray any of you."

"Girls, come here," Bonnie yelled.

All three girls were there within a minute. "Thelma is partially telepathic. What do you think?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Mike?" Bonnie asked.

"Yes."

"And I vote yes as well. Okay girls, you can go if you want. Thelma, all of us are telepathic all of the time. We can make it so you are too. Are you interested?"

"Oh God yes!"

"Let me tell you a little about what's going to happen. We found, actually Mike found, that if one blood vessel in the brain is larger, more blood flows to a certain portion of the brain. If that portion of the brain is getting a sufficient blood supply you are telepathic. We can look into your brain and increase the size of the vessel."