How Mildred became Millie (edited) - Sex Stories

How Mildred became Millie (edited)

... afternoon because it looks as though the current at the head of the pool is just right to be an 'endless pool'. Somehow, I managed to keep a straight face while I said that I agreed and would like to go back as well. At first, Becky and Mom didn't indicate that they would join us because Becky had to be at the tryouts for a local summer soccer team that would travel to other towns during the summer. There seemed to be some question as to exactly when Becky had to be there.

Meanwhile, Karen and I grabbed some suits and towels and headed down to the river. When we got there, Karen said, "We didn't need these suits this morning, why put them on now?" I replied, "Well, I think we better at least return with some wet suits, or there might be questions."

Karen agreed, and we donned our suits, right in front of each other, of course, and plunged into the water. We had just begun to make our way up to the head of the pool when we heard voices. I quickly considered my 'call' to wear suits a very good one as soon Mom and Becky came down to the bank of the river.

Mom and Becky had put on their suits at the house and were walking down with t-shirts covering their tops. At the edge of the river, both removed the shirts. Mom quickly noted that Becky's suit looked way too small given how she had grown the past year. Becky, of course, protested that the suit still covered everything that needed to be covered, and so what if it was a little tight. Mom responded that the way it fit ...

... it was all too easy for it to come off and give the boys a show they didn't deserve.

Point made, Mom and Becky quickly got in the water. Mom who also had been a competitive swimmer in her day, followed Karen up to the 'endless pool'. Becky, who didn't want to stress her legs in any way before the soccer tryouts, just paddled about before landing and climbing up on a low rock above the pool. As she made to dive off, I cautioned her that the pool wasn't all that deep, so it needed to be a shallow dive. Becky nodded her understanding before launching off on a very flat, shallow dive. When she came to a stop in waist-deep water, she stood up and, just as Mom had predicted, the top to her bikini was closer to her waist than it was to her breasts. She saw me staring at the sight of her firm teen-age breasts as she reached down to raise the top, all the while licking her lips seductively as she slowly and, yes teasingly, covered up. Fortunately, Mom and Karen were totally focused on their swimming and saw none of the little display of teen-age sexuality. It also made me wonder how many other guys might have been treated to a similar sight.

After, again, about 15 minutes, Mom and Karen decided that they were a bit cold, drifted back down to where Becky and I were, and we all then climbed out. Mom and Becky dried off, put on their t-shirts, and prepared to head back. Karen said that we would stay and perhaps take another swim after we warmed up a bit.

Karen and I were again ...