Seeing their photos and personal decorations gave me a new perspective on my in-laws and my wife. There are some things you never learn about your spouse unless you spend time with their family. Pictures of family skiing trips in Europe, hiking in some rain forest, and sail boating in the Mediterranean filled one wall. The photos of Elle on a beach in France made me take a second glance. She’d accepted the European custom of topless and nude beaches and didn’t mind showing a few photos of herself, Julie, and her twin sister and brother from years past. Other pictures told the story of an adventurous life filled with enjoyment.
As I stared at the naked photos of Elle, Dick walked up behind me. “They were the sexiest girls on the beach that day, and they still are” he said with a tone of pride. I nodded in agreement and we laughed and then followed the girls down the hallway toward our guest bedroom.
The upper floor was split by a staircase and sitting area with a hallway going to each side. The master suite was on one side of the house and two guest rooms were on the other side. The hallways each had glass doors to close them from the rest of the house. The guest room was spacious and comfortable with a view of the pool area and the valley below. The bed looked inviting and I commented how it had been a long week.
Without further prompting Elle placed her hand on mine and said “Don’t let us keep you up dear. We’ll have plenty of time to talk in the morning. If you need anything at all you just come and ask me. Julie will probably chatter on for a while with us if you don’t mind.
Dick chimed in “you won’t mind if I keep Julie for myself for a while, do you Mike?” We chuckled at his comment and I turned in for the night.
Sleep came easily and I was sound asleep minutes after hitting the pillow. Waking sometime in the middle of the night I was alone in the bed. Without a second thought, I rolled over and drifted off again until the morning light spilled through the window. The sounds of birds and crickets were a relaxing change from the urban sounds of sirens and car engines that often woke us at home. Julie was smiling softly and content in her deep slumber. I slipped out of the bedroom into the quiet house.
Making my way down the stairs without a sound, I was surprised to see Elle standing in the kitchen. Her back was to me. She wore a short silk robe that barely covered her behind. When she reached for a dish on a high shelf, her tanned naked ass was exposed. Her muff peeked out from between her legs as she stood on her tiptoes and leaned forward to reach a high shelf. Startled and with an eyeful, I stepped back around the corner. Making a few noises at the bottom of the stairs, I once again entered the kitchen.
Elle turned to greet me and smiled warmly. Her short robe was tied loosely around her waist and her tempting cleavage, shapely legs, and toned ass were there for the peeking. She wasn’t at all concerned about her skimpy attire. I struggled to maintain eye contact with her as she leaned forward to pour my coffee and her robe spilled open. She was charming and began making breakfast. Her tanned and toned body was on display as she worked in the kitchen. The morning sun shone through the thin material outlining her body. I sat watching her every move and talking casually with her.
“We didn’t keep you awake last night did we?” she asked tentatively. Julie said you could sleep through anything and never wake. We stayed up late even though Dick set a tee time for us to play golf today. He’s really excited about getting you and Julie out and cutting loose. He always complains the local stiffs are too uptight to have a good time.
Before I could respond, Dick’s voice boomed out from behind me. “You bet your sweet ass they’re a bunch of uptight pricks. You’d think they were playing for the pro tour the way they get all fussy about the rules. Me, I just want to enjoy a good time with some friends and we can bend the rules as we please. You’re not going to go heavy on the rule book on me today are you Mike?” Elle looked at her husband with a smile that had a look indicating she would have a word with him at some later time.
Before she could say anything, I replied “Dick, it’s your house, your tee time, and we’ll play by your rules. Whatever you want to play is ok by me. Scramble, best ball, handicap, or hack and cuss is all good for me. Just promise I won’t go home $1, 000 bucks poorer.”
He laughed and slapped my back in a jovial way. “Hey I won’t take your wallet but you might be dancing naked on the 18th green if I win by more than five shots. Just to keep it fun, let’s have the losers make dinner for the winners. We’ll switch partners to keep it interesting. You and Elle can play against me and Julie. She’s got a sweet stroke but I’ll warn you in advance though, don’t let her get you in the deep rough looking for balls. You might lose your pants!” Amused with his own joke he chuckled and poured another cup of coffee. Dick was a full time joker and always looking for a way to turn the conversation bawdy if not sexually suggestive.
As we talked, the water upstairs started running. Julie was in the shower. She bounced downstairs after a few minutes and came into the kitchen. She was glowing and radiant, and hadn’t looked this relaxed in a long time. She wore a sleeveless blouse and tight shorts that hugged her perfect ass. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail with a visor perched on her head to shade her pretty face. She was the vision of a playful sexy sports girl.
Julie kissed me and I noticed the way her parents looked her over. It seemed like Dick was checking her out with something more than parental pride. We ate breakfast and Elle stood around playing the perfect hostess with her cleavage on display and most of her body showing. Several times Julie caught me looking at her barely clad mother and each time she smiled slyly at me and winked.
After a leisurely morning we drove two cars to the golf course. Elle rode with me while Julie jumped in with her dad. The weekend was turning out to be fun. It was almost like spending a weekend with old college buddies rather than my in-laws. The way they joked and teased made me loosen up and I was soon returning some of their suggestive remarks with a joke or two of my own.
The game was rowdy fun and in spite of all Dick’s jokes he was a solid player. He had a competitive streak that was masked by his joking loose attitude. Dick was a joker about most things and golf was no different. He had a work hard and play hard attitude, and now that he was retired his playing was even harder. By the 15th hole Dick and Julie were beating us by 7 strokes. The teasing increased and he and Julie suggested Elle and I should both dance naked on the 18th green.
Elle laughed and shot back at him. “Dick honey you forget I have the young stud on my team and he can go the distance. You better save your energy for the 19th. Mike has been going easy on you and I think he’s got a lot more game in him. Besides, I might not be able to control myself with this handsome young stud if we are both naked.” With that reply Elle patted me on the ass. “Break out that big driver of yours with the extra stiff shaft and show that old goat who can go the distance.”
Elle and I closed the gap but we still lost the match by two strokes. As agreed we were going to cook dinner for everyone. After a couple drinks at the clubhouse, Elle and I left and went on home to start dinner. Dick and Julie ordered another round for themselves as we got up to leave.
They were happily taunting us. “You two kitchen slaves run along and prepare to feed and entertain the victors.” They traded high five hand slaps and clinked their glasses in a toast as we left the club.
The hot sun and the drinks were having an effect on me. It was also showing on Elle and she was giggling and tipsy. We pulled into the driveway and as I unloaded the car my ankle turned on the abrupt edge of the driveway. Losing my balance I fell into the rose bushes. The sharp thorns scratched and pierced my legs. “Fuck me!” I cursed without thinking; laying there in the dirt. Looking up at Elle I realized my mistake and apologized.
“Oh, there’s no need for apologizing. I’ve said the same thing myself on a number of occasions” she said grinning. “Are you all right? I’ve been after Dick to fix that since we moved in.” Rising from the ground Elle brushed the dirt and blood off my leg and said “you better grab a shower and clean up. Come on let’s go inside.”
The hot shower pounded down on my body and refreshed me. The thorns had both scratched and sent slivers into my thigh. I needed to remove them before getting dressed. Sitting on the bed with only the bath towel wrapped around me I picked at the thorns with my fingertips unaware that Elle had entered the room behind me.
I was startled as her hand touched my shoulder. Again she asked “Are you all right Mike? Those are some nasty scrapes. You’ll need this tweezers to get those thorns out.”
She looked down at my bare thigh and stepped around in front of me. Without another word Elle knelt down and began removing the thorns from my thigh. Calm and softly she worked. Her body pressed close against me. One hand rested on my thigh and her other arm lay across my crotch and pressed on my cock through the towel. Her soft breast pressed against my leg. The sight of her kneeling between my legs was strangely exciting. My cock twitched and began to pulse. Her hands worked gently on my thigh. Her arm brushed against my crotch with just enough force to fuel my guilty thoughts. My heart raced as I knew my cock could peek out from under the towel if it kept twitching and swelling.