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I lifted my leg and pulled my briefs the rest of the way off and then stepped into my swim trunks. I had to stand there for several minutes, letting my hardon go down before I felt comfortable walking out of the trailer and down to the water.

I stepped out and saw Stacy laying on a reclining lawn chair in the warm sun, her hat pulled low over her eyes. Her chair was facing me, and her legs were spread apart slightly, her pussy clearly peeking out around the crotch of her bikini panties. I guessed it was intentional, given the direction of her chair and all. I took a deep breath and headed down to the water where everyone else was swimming.

There were still a couple floats sitting on the shore in front of the boat, so I grabbed one that you could sit in like a chair, and waded into the water. The water was cool, but not cold by any stretch. I settled onto my float, my weight pushing it down until only my shoulders and head stuck above the water. I paddled it out to where everyone else was floating and talking.

Karen is my son's best friend Mason's wife. Mason and my son have been best of friends since they were one year old. Karen was one of their friend's little sister. When they were kids, I wouldn't have ever figured that she would end up married to Mason or really any of the small group of boys that were so tight back then. Karen had already had two kids, but still looked pretty damn trim at thirty-two. She's taken to running part marathons, and other than her substantially large chest, from breastfeeding, she didn't look like she had an ounce of fat on her. I couldn't help but notice she had on a small white bikini, only the almost too small top visible under the water surface as she floated in a float similar to mine. She wasn't getting too far out from the shore, keeping an eye on her two sons as they played in the sand and rocks along the shore. It looked like they were busy trying to net the tiny minnows that continually swam around the shallows.

Emily was Mason's sister. She was the same age as Karen and the two were good friends. Emily already had two little girls and I understand she was a couple months pregnant. Her husband wasn't on the trip, stuck trying to finish the house they were building so they could close on it in a few short weeks. Her girls, both wearing life jackets, were playing in the slightly deeper water, bouncing on some small inflatable tubes and generally having a good time. I'd known Emily her whole life and had to admit that she grew into a very good looking young woman. There were more than a few times I'd caught glimpses of her that I shouldn't have. Not that I didn't want to see her like that. In fact I did! It just wasn't appropriate. The occasional glimpse of a breast through a partly open door, her wrapped in a too small towel, darting from the bathroom to a bedroom to dress, that kind of thing. Those kinds of glimpses always got my body responding even though I knew damn well it was off limits.

Em was wearing a blue one piece suit that was opaque around her chest and her butt, but the in between portion of her stomach was some kind of knit mesh. She was laying on a float that left most of the front of her out of the water as she lay on her back on the foam pad. It was simply impossible for me to not notice how her breasts looked, poking up in the top of the suit the way the did.

Oh well. I guess my brain was still just lit up from what had happened in the trailer with my daughter-in-law.

My wife reminded me that I hadn't put any sunblock on at all and my back and shoulders hadn't seen sun yet this year. With a sigh I retreated to the pontoon boat, climbing up the ladder and walking to stand under the canopy in the shade to slather up my shoulders, neck and chest.

"I'll get that," Emily said as she stepped onto the boat, water dripping down off her body from her soaking wet swimsuit.

"Sure," I answered as I handed her the bottle of sunblock. She rubbed some around my back and when she was finished, stepped around to stand in front of me, handing the bottle back.

"Mind returning the favor?" she asked.

"Uh. Not at all," I answered as she turned to face away from me and at the same time, away from the family still in the water. I squirted some lotion onto my hand and then tentatively began rubbing it across her shoulders. In all the years that I'd known her, this was the first time I could remember ever touching her bare skin. Not that she hadn't always given me huge hugs, sometimes what some would consider inappropriate full body hugs, but clothed hugs nonetheless. I rubbed the lotion around her back, working from her shoulders down to where the suit came up her back. The top of the suit was held up by only a very small string around her neck which she reached up to untie, pulling the little string from around her neck.

"There. Now you can push it down a little," she coaxed innocently.

"Uh. Sure," I answered, letting my fingers push the elastic band of the suit down to work the lotion slightly farther down her back. She crossed one arm across her chest and used the other hand to pull the suit down almost to the round of her butt.

"Gotta get all the way down there. I get burned right through this suit if I'm not careful," she said as if she were telling me she liked to drink some particular kind of soda.

"Gotcha," I answered nervously, rubbing my hand down her back until my fingers were actually stroking across the tops of her butt cheeks. "I think that's as far as I can go."

"Thanks. You wouldn't mind doing my stomach, would you?" she asked as she stepped around me and sat down on a bench seat, the seat and side of the boat blocking most of her body from the family swimming down in the water. "It's kind of hard to do and keep from exposing myself, if you know what I mean," she said as she slouched down a little in the seat, her arms crossed across her bare tits.

"Uh. Sure."

"Well, Dave isn't here to do it, so..."

"Ah. Okay," I answered, squirting some more lotion on my hand. I started rubbing the white cream on her stomach as she arched her back slightly to push her stomach up toward me. She moved one hand off her chest, leaving more of her breast exposed, though neither nipple nor areola were visible. She pushed the front of the suit down a little farther, forcing the blue material almost down to the top of her mound.

"I won't tell if you don't," she said as she held the suit down and away from her body far enough that I could see the blonde curls on her mound.

"You want me to rub some there?"

"Well, unless you want me to flash my tits to the world," she said, rolling her eyes as if this were perfectly normal.

"Uh. Okay," I answered, rotating my hand so my fingers could slide down into the front of her suit. I let my fingers rub back and forth across her mound and then, without really thinking about it, let my fingers slide down even further, the tips rubbing across the very top of her pussy lips.

"I think that's far enough," she said, even though she made no attempt to stop me or even make me move my hand away.

"Yeah. Sure," I answered, still stroking back and forth a few moments.

"You need to get under my breasts though," she said, starting to let the material move back towards her, forcing me to pull my hand up from her pussy.

"Oh. Okay," I answered as she moved her hands back to her tits, briefly uncovering them as she cupped both breasts in her hands, just her palms covering the front of each one. She lifted them up, allowing me to spread the cream across her stomach and abdomen under her breasts, working the lotion right up to the curve of her breast.

"I think I better do this part," she said, as she moved her hands from her breasts, taking the bottle laying on the seat and squirting some lotion into her hand. She rubbed her hands together and quickly rubbed the lotion around both exposed orbs and then up her chest to her neck. She worked quickly, making no attempt to cover herself from my view, but seemingly more worried about someone else seeing. Then she quickly pulled the suit up her body and covered her breasts with the blue material. "There. Now I won't get burned," she said with a smile. "At least not up there."

"Uh no," I agreed as she squirted some more lotion into her hand and then started to spread the lotion up and down one leg, spreading her legs as she sat on the bench seat.

She worked her way up her leg until she was running her fingers under the edge of the suit bottom, pulling it away from her crotch to allow her fingers to get into the crease of her legs. She held out one hand for more cream while she held the suit crotch away from her body, her action allowing me to see her pussy lips and the protruding inner labia. I picked up the bottle and squirted some lotion into her hand. "Thank you," she said softly as she spread the lotion on her thigh, working it into her leg. She leaned back and lifted one leg in the air, letting the material of the crotch settle on her body, but pulled aside enough that her entire pussy was on display.

I couldn't help but feel my cock grow in my trunks as she rubbed the lotion into her leg. Between rubbing her mound with my hand and seeing her bare tits and now bare pussy, my cock felt like it was a telephone pole. I could see her looking at it, and I wondered what she was thinking. Before I could get too far with that thought, she put her leg down, fixed the crotch of her suit and stood up.

"Come on. Let's get back in the water," she said, walking towards the back swim ladder rather than the bow and the shore. She turned around and climbed down the ladder, floating in the water while holding onto the ladder. I was thankful that no one else in the family could see us for the few seconds we climbed down the ladder, the huge outboard between us. The reason I was thankful was that as I climbed down the ladder she reached up and let her hand slide up the leg of my swim trunks, worming into the mesh pouch, her hand grasping my hard dick. She held it only for a few seconds before she had to release it as I climbed down. She smiled at me and then without another word, swam away and around the back of the boat toward her float, being held by Karen.

I didn't know what the hell was going on, but between my daughter-in-law and now Em, I didn't know what the hell to think. I swam to shore and got my float, doing my best to hide my hardon as I got back to deep water and settled into my seat float where no one could notice it.

Midmorning the kids all decided they wanted to go tubing. We have one of those huge three person tubes that are much more stable than those little one person dudes we used to fling the kids around on. I climbed out of the water and headed up to the truck to get the tube and ropes out. My son and I inflated the tube and carried it down to the water and got everything hooked up.

In a few short minutes, all the people that wanted to tube were on the boat, including several of the small kids. My wife and I stayed to watch the kids that didn't want to go.

We pulled the tube around the lake, switching who was on it every little while. The kids were after me to go, and I finally agreed to go with Karen and Emily. They each climbed onto the tube first, leaving me the middle spot between them. I dropped down in between them as the boat dropped into gear and my son pulled the slack from the line.

"Hang on tight," Emily said as she grabbed one of the handles on the side of the tube and one between the two of us. The only handles I had available were the ones on either side of me, leaving my hands between my thighs and the girl's thighs. Almost as soon as we started to move, Karen reached her hand into my lap and tugged on the bow that held the string of my suit tight. Since I needed at least one hand to hold on I was powerless to retie it. I'm sure my son wasn't trying to toss us around too much, but the lake was busy and that meant lots of wakes to bounce over. More than once the three of us were bounced high enough that there had to be air between us and the tubes, with several times the girls coming down on my hands with their butts. One time Karen bounced almost on top of my lap as she lost hold of one of the hand grips. The whole time I was trying to keep my suit from sliding down over my butt as we bounced on the tube. It was no surprise that when my son finally slowed the boat down so we could pull in and switch riders that both Karen and I had to readjust our swimsuits. Hers was showing a significant amount of her completely shaved pussy and mine was worked down far enough for my engorged mushroom head to be poking out of the waistband.

They pulled us in while we did our quick adjustments, pulling the tube to the side of the boat. The girls climbed out first, scrambling up onto the deck while my son held the rope to pull the tube against the side of the boat. I climbed out, not having been able to tie the string of my suit, but at least having pulled it tight. I peeled off my neoprene life jacket, tossing it onto the bench seat for someone else to use while I stood in the back of the boat.

"Mister Scott. Can you get this? It's stuck," Karen said as she turned toward me trying to get the top buckle undone.

"Yeah. Sure," I answered as she turned toward me. I reached for the buckle and it easily unclipped, which surprised me. I pulled the top of the life jacket open and her tiny white bikini was bunched up over the top of her tits, both creamy white breasts completely exposed, as were her silver dollar sized areola and rock hard nipples.

"Oops!" she said quickly, reaching into the life jacket to pull the cups down over her tits while I held the lifejacket open. "There!" she added as she pulled the two white triangles down over her tits. I wasn't completely sure if what had happened was intentional or an accident, but I wasn't going to complain about the view, even as short as it was. I just hoped no one else saw what happened.

I took back over driving the boat, sitting down in the driver's seat before my still untied suit could slide down an embarrassing amount. My son and Mason climbed onto the tube for the next ride, leaving me with only the girls and kids on the boat. I twisted in the seat to wait for them to be ready, Emily sitting in front of me, turned backwards on the bench seat to watch the tube as my spotter. Karen sat on the side bench across from me with a tube of sunblock in her hand. I eased into the throttle to take the slack out of the rope and also give the kids that were on the boat a chance to find something to hang onto.

The boys like a rougher ride than I would prefer, so I spent a bunch of time weaving the boat back and forth, sending the tube left and right over the boat's wake. I had to watch the traffic pretty carefully. While I drove, Karen sat on the bench seat spreading more sunblock on herself.

She started on her arms and neck, working down to her chest. I had to do a double take as she lifted each cup and spread the lotion across her breasts and clearly hard nipples, taking her time and acting as if it were nothing at all that she was showing them to me. I doubted the boys could see her the way they were bouncing through the spray, but I simply didn't have time to really enjoy the view.

I looked back at the boys and started a long right turn to loop around before we got too far down the lake and then settled back to running the slalom pattern again. I looked over at Karen and about dropped my jaw. She was sitting on the seat, her bikini bottom untied so she was sitting on it, but leaving her crotch completely exposed. She lifted one leg and spread lotion on it, allowing me a long lingering look at least as much as I could and still drive the boat.

She lifted her other leg and spread the cream around on it, working from her ankle up to her thigh. The last place she did was her crotch, spreading her legs wide apart and rubbing her fingers up and down between her spread legs. For a moment, the way she was spreading her pussy lips, I thought she might stick a finger right into her pussy in front of me, but she just teased her finger tip around the outside of her entrance before sliding it up and running her cream covered finger around her clit.

"Oh damn," I groaned as I tried to watch her and drive at the same time. She leaned back and continued to tease her own clit, spreading her pussy lips with one hand and stroking her clit with the other.

"This'd be a lot more fun if I had something to look at," she said, bringing my attention from her pussy to her face.

"I don't think we'd better do that," I answered over the sound of the outboard.

"No?" she asked with a pout. "Seemed to me that on the tube your suit was doing its best to give me a look."

I twisted around to check on the boys. They seemed to be still having fun so I quickly reached into my lap, pulled the waistband loose. With one hand I pulled the suit front down far enough to expose at least part of my raging hardon for her.

"Much better," she said with a smile, looking at my cock as she went back to teasing her own clit. Round and around her finger went, her legs soon trembling slightly. She leaned her head back and I saw her pussy squirt a little stream of liquid out as her legs trembled and her body jerked. She lay back that way for long seconds before she sat back upright and pulled her suit back into place. "Definitely better," she said with a grin. "We probably ought to bring the boys back in."

"Yeah," I agreed, throttling the boat back and dropping it into neutral while Emily got up and walked to the back to pull the rope in. I quickly fixed my suit and tied it, making sure that there was no evidence of what had just happened. Hell, I wasn't even sure what had just happened had happened!"

"Damn Dad! That was awesome!" my son said as he climbed onto the boat. "My arms feel like rubber though."

"Glad you had a good time. We should probably head in for lunch."

"Yeah," he agreed, stepping to the back again to pull the tube in so we could head in. When we pulled the boat in, Stacy was in the water with her son and my wife and the other two small kids that were still chasing minnows. We tied the boat down and headed up to the camp site for lunch, my hardon having thankfully receded.

Lunch was just sandwiches and chips, so I settled into a chair in the shade while everyone else lined up to make their lunch. I wasn't in any hurry and to be honest, it gave me a chance to look at a few butts in bathing suits. After what Karen did, I had to admit I was pretty horney. I just didn't understand what the hell was going on. First it was Vanessa, now the girls. When everyone else had finished making their sandwich, I made my sandwich and settled into my chair with a fresh soda and my lunch. If I didn't know better, I'd have to say that the girls were intentionally sitting across from me, with their legs intentionally spread as far apart as they could be without attracting attention.

The afternoon was hot. I mean unseasonably hot so as a result, we spent the bulk of the afternoon in the water. On more than one occasion either Emily or Karen floated close enough to me to clandestinely slip their hand into my suit. At one point, I was floating vertically with a large noodle under my arms, talking to Karen when Emily floated up behind me and reached around my waist with one hand, quickly untying the string that held the waist of my suit tight. Moments later I could feel my suit being pushed down over my butt, my almost continually hard dick freed. To say I was nervous would be an understatement, with my wife floating only a few dozen feet away. That didn't stop Emily and Karen from taking turns playing with my dick under water. I did my best to not look like anything was out of the ordinary as they took turns slowly stroking me and playing with me under the water. I could tell that the game was to try and make me climax, and to help things along Emily pulled the top of her suit down far enough for both her nipples to be exposed as she floated in front of me, Karen slowly stroking my dick under water. Between the two they succeeded in their quest, leaving me to float with my suit around my knees as my dick slowly deflated under water.