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Fran and I had been living together for almost a month now. Her divorce left her without financial worries for the remainder of her life. The money that I made as the manager of the indoor year-round pool at the Y was enough to keep us happy, content and enabled us to do what we wanted whenever we wanted to . The heat of summer was upon us and it had become our custom to swim every night in our backyard pool It had also become our custom to be nude at home. Tonight would be different though. Not only were we starting a class at five tonight, but Fran’s closest friend from her high school days was going to be staying with us for a week. The class was a small one, only eight students. Four guys, all going into their senior year of high school at the same school. The four girls, women really, were in their mid-twenties and looking to eventually get their WSI’s so they could teach swimming. Fran and I went over the basics with them and then had all of them jump into the pool so that we could judge their swimming abilities and strengths. The guys were guys. Smart-ass high school guys, more interested in the women’s bodies than anything else. All they were in this for was so that they could become lifeguards later on. The women on the other hand seemed to be serious. I can’t really fault the guys for fawning over the women’s bodies though. All four were very attractive ladies and they had really great figures. Fran and I marched back and forth on the deck of the pool we were being allowed to use up in the hills of a neighboring town, watching how our new students swam. They all seemed to be proficient swimmers. Once they had finished up, it was nearly seven-thirty and time to call the class to an end. We dismissed the students and then picked up our materials and towels and headed to the car. It was still pretty warm, so we decided to leave our clothes in our bags and just drive home in our bathing suits. As we got into the car Fran asked, “Ready to meet Meg?” “I suppose so,” I replied dropping the car into gear. “You’ll love her,” Fran said. “We were very close in high school. We did everything together. Both of us were on the cheerleading squad, we rode our bikes everyplace together, our parents knew each other and we ate over at each other’s house all the time.” “Did that stop when you graduated?” “No, in fact,” Fran said, “we wrote each other letters once or twice a week all the way through college. I was upset she went to a school all the way out in California, and I was in Pennsylvania, but we always stayed in touch. We shared each other’s secrets about everything.” “Everything?” I asked incredulously. “Just about. We still do. I even wrote her and told her how happy we were together.” Escort Göztepe “Did you tell her about our first time in the pool, when I just about crawled up into you?” Fran laughed and said, “ As a matter of fact, I did. I told her that never in my life have I ever felt so alive and turned on. ” “So, she know s just about everything about us?” I asked. “No, I don’t get into the details. But in general, she knows how happy I am and why. I mean why in the sense that we’ve fallen in love and are enjoying being with one another all the time. She knows about your sense of humor and how handsome you are, but I haven’t told her how big you are or what you do to me physically, just what you do for me emotionally.” We were just pulling into the driveway at that point. I pulled into the garage and as we approached the door into the house it swung open. Meg stood in the doorway backlit by the light from the kitchen. Fran left her things in the car and ran up the few steps and into the waiting arms of her childhood friend. “Meg,” Fran cried out, “you look great. Come on, let’s get inside and let me take a good look at you in the light.” “Fran, it doesn’t look like you’ve changed at all. Speaking of looking good, damn, you look hot in that bathing suit.” I trailed the women into the house. Both arms were full of papers and towels from the swimming class. Once I deposited the towels in the laundry room, I went into the kitchen where the two of them were bantering back and forth about how good it was to see each other after so long. Meg was a very attractive woman about the same height as Fran. Both had blonde hair and both were fairly lean in build. “Meg, I want to introduce you to the man who’s taken over my life,” Fran said taking Meg by the hand. “Meg, this is Hank. Hank, this is my oldest and dearest friend in the world, Meg.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said extending my hand. “Put that hand down and give me a hug,” Meg said to me. ”You’re going to find out that Meg is a touchy-feely kind of person,” Fran said as I approached Meg. Meg wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a peck on the cheek, then she whispered in my ear as I was giving her an air kiss, “You hurt her and I’ll have you killed.” I turned my head to whisper in her ear, “If I hurt her, I’ll kill myself before you even hear about it.” Meg pulled back from me, holding me by the shoulders. She looked up my body, starting from my toes, up my naked legs, to my red speedo bathing suit, abs, chest, neck, mouth and then finally to my eyes. Our eyes locked and for what seemed like ten seconds, I stared into Meg’s brown eyes without flinching. I figured that I better keep my eyes off the more interesting Caddebostan escort areas of her body and concentrate on her eyes for the time being. No need getting Fran angry at me for eyeing up her friend as tempting as that might be. “You know Fran,” Meg said, “you certainly picked right this time. Tall, handsome and well mannered. I’m reserving any further judgment until we sit and talk.” Fran said, “Do you want to go for a dip in the pool? We’ll stay in our suits if you do, otherwise, I know that I want to get out of this suit and into a robe or something at least a little more suitable for having a guest over.” “No, honey. I’m fine. No swimming for me tonight, maybe tomorrow if you guys want to.” “Okay,” Fran said. “ We’ll be right down.” “Mind if I come up with you?” Meg asked. “I’ve spent all this time com ing here. I don’t want to waste a second just sitting around waiting.” Fran looked at me and lifted her eyebrows to form her question. I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders. “Well, if Hank doesn’t mind, then I guess its okay with me. It’s not like you haven’t seen me without clothes on before.” We all paraded up the stairs. Fran led and I trailed up the rear. And what a rear it was. Watching those to beautiful asses swing back and forth as we went up the steps was quite a sight. Fran turned into our bedroom when we got to the top and we followed her in. She went into her closet and I went into mine. A minute later, Fran called out, “Hank, where’s my white silk robe?” “On the back of the bathroom door if I’m remembering right,” I called back. “Shit honey,” Meg said. “Don’t you know where your own robe is?” “To tell you truth Meg,” Fran said evidently walking out of her closet, “we both spend most of our time at home in the nude.” “No shit?” Meg exclaimed. “I do too. I almost never wear anything unless I’m going out of the house or if someone is coming over. I mean why bother. Nobody else is there to see me and it feels, well, it feels really free if you know what I mean.” “We feel the same way,” I said exiting my closet tying the belt on my blue terry robe. Fran came out of the bathroom tying her own belt. She looked absolutely gorgeous in the white silk. I had bought it for her just a few weeks before as a surprise and she adored it. “Oh hell,” Meg said. “I hate to think I’m causing you two to do things that you ordinarily don’t. The last thing I want to do change your schedule or make you go out of your way. Why don’t we all just get natural?” Was she kidding me? The three of us sitting around gabbing in the nude? I mean I was used to Fran and I doing that, but to have another woman in the house walking around naked might just Bağdat Caddesi escort bayan be enough for me to spontaneously blow a cork! “I’d rather we didn’t for tonight,” Fran said. “Not that I don’t want to, but let’s just stay like this, okay?” “Sure Hon,” Meg said. “It’s your home, so it’s your rules.” I was very happy that Fran spoke up and said no. Most guys who were exhibitionists would probably jump on the opportunity to strut their stuff, but this was a stranger in my home, and I was uncomfortable at the thought. We all sat in the den drinking wine and talking until almost one in the morning. I finally had to excuse myself to go to bed. I had work in the morning and had to be out of the house at eight. I didn’t know until later the next day when I called home that Fran and Meg sat talking until almost five before they finally called it a night. An hour before I was to leave, Fran and Meg came to the pool. I was in total shock when they walked into my office. Both were wearing one piece red bathing suits that were cut high to display their magnificent legs and low necklines to display their other tantalizing assets. It was clear that Meg had quite a bit more chest to show off that Fran did, but both women looked delicious. “Hi Hank,” Fran said as she walked through the door. “Meg and I decided to come in and swim some laps to work up an appetite. We thought we’d all go out to dinner after you get off.” “After I get off?” I asked with a sly grin on my face. “ Oh, you know what I mean.” “Sometimes I do and then sometimes I think you are giving me hints and I just wonder.” “Do you both have such deliciously dirty minds?” Meg asked. Fran, beginning to repeat what I had said replied, “Sometime we do…” Then she laughed and said, “As a matter of fact we do and I love it.” We all laughed before Fran said, “It’s too bad that you finish work at five today.” “Why’s that?” I asked, thinking to myself that they wanted to go out for some dinner and wondering why she would want to go out much later. “Because,” Fran replied, “I wanted you to try out your surf board rescue on Meg.” “Why don’t you shut the door and come in and have a seat.” Fran shut the door and they took the two chairs opposite to my desk. My office is a fishbowl just off the lobby. Everyone in the lobby could see into my office, but with the door closed, at least our conversation would be private. The revelation from Fran that she wanted me to get close to Meg in that way had come as a complete shock. “Fran, are you sure…” “Hank,” Fran cut me off saying, “Meg is a water safety instructor back home and I want her to have all the same information I have. I don’t think she’ll use it on any of her students, but you never know.” “Hank,” Meg added, “Fran told me how you came up with the rescue idea and I think it has some real merit. The one thing I can’t figure out is how to take the sexual nature out of it so that we might actually be able to use it.” Coming out of my stunned silence I said, “Looking back on it, it was not a very good idea.

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