Summer of '77 Ch. 03

Adam went to his room, a sick feeling in his stomach. "How did she know I was there?" he thought to himself. He was so embarrassed. Natalie knew he saw that whole spectacle between her and Dick.

Adam felt like some pervert. His stepmom had caught him snooping on her and a male guest, hiding behind a chair nonetheless.

But he had to recover. "Adam, dinner!" Natalie screamed to him from the kitchen. He reluctantly, but bravely went to the kitchen table, and Rachel was already there.

She was still in her bathing suit, and Adam couldn't help but notice her big breasts hanging over the table as she sat and ate her corn on the cob. The only thing obstructing the view of her breasts was her long brown hair, which hung down seductively over the tops of her tits. But now she ran her hand through her hair, brushing it back over her shoulder, and her half-covered breasts were now perfectly on display.

Adam seemingly needed something to get him from staring, and Natalie provided that.

"So, Adam...where have you been?" she asked him as she took a bite of the barbecued chicken.

"Umm, this chicken is really good, Mom," the daughter interrupted, complimenting the meal she prepared.

"Oh thanks, Dick was going to barbecue but he has a lot to do this evening," Natalie told her. "I thought I would try my hand at it."

"It turned out really good," Rachel told her, as she licked the barbecue sauce off her fingers. Adam also threw in a compliment, hoping to divert attention towards the meal, and away from himself.

"So Adam, you didn't answer, where have you been since yesterday?" Natalie asked persistently.

"Oh...," he stammered. "O-over Herb's."

"Over Herb's? And what did you do over Herb's?" she asked. She took a bite from the corn on the cob, creating a loud crunch.

"Just stuff," Adam said shyly.

"What kind of stuff?" Natalie asked. She was really on him now.

"Just talked and stuff," Adam went on. "We...traded some baseball cards - I got a Reggie Jackson."

Natalie wasn't the slight bit interested in that bit of news.

"I sometimes worry about the people you hang out with," she said. "I think those boys are the reason you've been acting so strange the last few days. Snooping through windows, hiding behind chairs..."

"Hiding behind chairs?" Rachel asked with a big smile, interested to hear what she was referring to.

Natalie waved her off. "Don't get me started," she said to her daughter.

"Mmm, that was so good, Mom. Can I go? I have aerobics soon," Rachel asked as she picked up her plate.

"Yes, you can go. Your leotard is on the bed," Natalie told her. Ah, Adam did like to see Rachel in that leotard of hers, but right now he had some other matters at hand.

As Rachel left the room, Natalie turned her chair to directly face Adam. She pulled her chair out from under the table, and this way Adam could see her gorgeous legs, and that was the only thing making this situation a little easier for him. He knew he was in trouble.

"Adam, we have a lot to talk about," Natalie said sternly.

"Yes, mam," he answered.

She had a serious look on her face.

"You have been behaving very, very badly the last few weeks, and I don't like it one bit," she said. "Now when you go off to school, you're gonna have to take care of yourself. But as long as you're under my roof, you're gonna live by my rules. Got it?"

"Yes, mam," he answered.

"First of all, if I ever catch you snooping on me ever again, there will be Hell to pay. You understand?" she asked, crossing her legs.

"Yes, mam," he said. His heart was racing.

"Second of all, since you have so much idle time on your hands, you are going to help out Dick a few days a week with his handy work," she said. He didn't like that idea, but couldn't argue right now.

"Yes, mam," he said.

"Whatever Dick needs you to do, you do it," she said.

"Yes, mam," he said. She took a deep breath.

"Now...there are also going to be changes around here, understand?" she asked.

"What kind of changes?" Adam could barely say.

"Well since you really, really need to learn to respect other people's privacy, I think you should earn the right to have your own privacy. So I have taken the lock off your bedroom door," she said. "Well, Dick took it off - I had him do it last night, while you were gone."

Adam was stunned. "You did what?" he asked.

"Dick put a new doorknob on your door, one without a lock," she explained further. "Now you have no way of controlling people coming in and out of your room at their leisure."

"B-b-but?" he asked.

"Don't b-b-but me," she replied, playfully teasing his stutter. "You asked for it, mister. How do you think I liked it when Dick and I are trying to have a moment's peace together, and you're in the room spying on us?"

Adam couldn't answer.

"Seriously, sweetie, if your career as an engineer doesn't work out, you might want to try your hand at becoming a private dick," she teased.

A witty observation, but Adam figured Natalie just had an affinity for the word "dick."

"Now," she began. "I don't know how much you saw, but I imagine you caught some of me putting Dick through the motions."

'Putting him through the motions? That's what she called it?'

"Yes, mam," Adam answered.

"Sweetie...Dick can be a pest," she began. "Now don't get me wrong. He has a huge, huge - "

Adam braced himself.

"Heart," she said. Adam exhaled. "And he has always been there for me, but his libido is that of an 18-year-old. He's not too far removed from those little perverts you hang out with down the street."

Adam had to laugh.

"So when Dick becomes a little...too aggressive with me, I have to put him in his place. Well that sounds too harsh - I have to remind him of his manners," she said.

"So that's why you made him bring in all the groceries by himself?" Adam asked.

Natalie nodded.

"And then that's why you used him as a piece of furniture?" he asked.

Natalie burst out laughing. "Oh my goodness, did I?" she tried to recall.

"You sat on him. And then you made him do naked jumping jacks," Adam went on. Natalie was in hysterics now.

"Oh dear me, now I do remember a consistent smacking sound," she said with that rich laugh of hers.

Adam's face was beat red, but he did smile.

"Seriously, sweetie, I just wanted to make sure Dick was getting proper exercise," she said teasingly. "A big man like him, in his early 40's, putting in all the hours he does - he needs to exercise."

"Naked?" Adam asked.

She chuckled. "Now that was his doing," she replied. They both laughed. Natalie laughed a little bit longer.

"Have you ever seen anything like that?" she asked her step son. He knew exactly what she was referring to, and that nervous feeling in his stomach returned, as well as an unrelenting erection.

"No," the boy replied.

"Dear me, it almost hangs down to his knees," she said openly. Adam squirmed a bit. "How he even walks around with that thing is beyond me."

They were both quiet for a few moments.

"I've told Dick several times he should think about doing work in the adult film industry," she went on, crossing her legs again. "It's not the most honorable job, but I imagine it would be good money for him, and he could make use of his special gift."

Adam couldn't believe she talked about it so openly.

"I have seen a few John Holmes films, and I think Dick could give him a run for his money," Natalie said honestly. His step mom knows who John Holmes is?, Adam thought to himself. Well, of course she might have heard the name but she's watched his movies?

"You do know who John Holmes is, dontcha hon?" she asked, placing her hand on his knee.

"Oh, yeah," he said.

"Oh good, I didn't want to feel like I was corrupting you," she said.

"And Long Dong Silver?" he asked. She gave him a funny look.

"Long Dong Silver?!" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, a black guy...kind of like John Holmes," Adam began.

"You don't have to tell me - I get the picture," she said with a hearty laugh. "I'm familiar with John Holmes, I haven't heard of...Long Dong." She chuckled at the name.

"Sweetie, you boys don't sit around all day watching pornos, do you?" she asked.

"No, no," he answered. "I just saw a few."

Adam finished the last of his meal. It was hard for him to eat with the racey type of conversation he was having with Natalie.

"Why doesn't he want to do...adult films?" Adam asked.

"Dick is very shy," Natalie said. "For some reason, he has no problem parading around naked when I'm around, but the thought of doing it in front of a camera..."

Adam just nodded.

"That's just Dick," she said sharply. "Now, back to your punishment."

Adam didn't realize he was actually being punished, maybe just taught a lesson. But Natalie was persistent.

"I have to say it really bugs me you stuck your nose into my private matters," she said. "And I'm a firm believer of 'let the punishment fit the crime.'"

Adam cringed in his seat.

"So I want you to tell me something juicy about each one of your friends," she said. "Better make it good. We won't move on until I'm satisfied."

Adam couldn't believe her. Was there no end to her tyrannical reign?

"But I...," he began.

"No buts, mister," she said. "Come on, spill the beans. Let's start with Herb."

Adam didn't know what to say.

"Pretend it's a normal day with you guys, like yesterday when you were over there," she said. "Pretend I'm in the room, spying on you guys, like you spied on me and Dick. What would I see, and hear?"

Adam would tell her everything.

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The boy wanted to go back to his room, and be alone for a bit. Rachel came bouncing out of her room, excited to go to aerobics.

"What's up, pervert?" she asked. "I heard you have to work with Uncle Dick for the summer. Ha!" she taunted him.

"That's not the worst of it," he said, eyeing his door knob as they stood at the threshold of his room.

"What...what happened to your doorknob?" Rachel asked.

"She took the lock off my door," Adam said. "She had Dick put one on without a lock. She said I have to earn my privacy."

Rachel's mouth dropped open, then an amused smile came across her face.

"That is fucked up," she said, finding it difficult not to take pleasure in the boy's embarrassment. It was all in good fun.

"What the hell?" he asked rhetorically.

"She's gone mad with power," Rachel said, amused with the whole thing. "Better not play with yourself too often. Me or my mom might walk in on you."

Adam shook his head, ashamed.

Rachel gently shoved him, trying to comfort him. "She's just doing it to scare you," she said. "She's like this all the time. She gets real mad at something, does something over the top, and then calms down and forgets about it. Don't worry about it."

Adam didn't know whether to be scared, or aroused. Over the last few weeks, he had slowly but surely started to enjoy being under his stepmom's command. How far would it go?

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Adam returned home one afternoon, a bit exhausted after working the whole day with his uncle. All he wanted to do was rest. But his step mom wouldn't have that.

She knocked on his door, then asked if she could enter. At least for the moment, Rachel had been right about Natalie's actions - she did in fact take the lock off Adam's door, but it wasn't like she would barge right in any time she felt like it. At least for the moment.

"Adam, sweetie, I need you to help me out today," she said. She was dirty from gardening, and sweaty. But she still looked great.

Adam groaned a bit, getting up from his bed, as he just wanted to rest.

"Come on, mister, I know you're tired," she said. "But I need you to help me get this place organized a bit. I want you to help me clean up my room - it is such an awful mess and I haven't had any time to deal with it."

Natalie led young Adam into her bedroom, and immediately he saw piles and piles of magazines.

"I need you to organize them by date," she said. "There's National Geographics, Time, some other stuff, and I need you to tie up the stacks with that twine when you're done."

Adam didn't think much of it, and sat down in the middle of the mess of periodicals, and began trying to organize them. Natalie went into the bathroom to get a shower, and just a few moments after hearing the water begin to run, he heard the bathroom door fly open, and Natalie walked briskly into the bedroom, wearing just a bra and panties.

"Stupid me, I forgot my clothes," she said, grabbing her shorts and top off the bed. She just stood there and looked over at Adam. She asked if he was making out okay, and he couldn't help but stare at her, wide-eyed. Natalie could tell that he felt guilty looking at her in this state of affairs.

"Adam, it's okay," she said. "It's just my underwear...to tell you the truth it's more comfortable this way. This dang heat is driving me bonkers!"

Adam just nodded. He tried not to look, but he couldn't help it. His eyes slowly went down to her crotch, and through her white panties, he could see her huge bush again.

"Even the ground is smoldering," Natalie went on, talking about her gardening. "It's so hot out, the birds have to use potholders when they pull worms out of the ground!"

Adam again just nodded. He looked at her breasts, and the damn things were almost coming out of her bra.

"It is just so hot," she went on. "That damn Dick still didn't fix the air conditioning either...How is it, working with Dick, sweetie? Is he nice?"

"Uh, yeah," Adam answered. He was in a daze.

"Okay. Just let me know if he gets out of hand," she said. "Dick can be a nuisance sometimes."

Natalie turned and slowly walked towards the bathroom. And as she walked away, Adam saw her rear end, as her panties had ridden up into her crack a bit, causing both of her luscious cheeks to be almost fully exposed. They looked like two huge half moons, and just like his buddy, Adam wanted to run over and plant a kiss on each one.

But the time for that was over. She had walked back into the bathroom and gotten into the shower. Adam returned to organizing the magazines, and as he did, he was surprised with what he found. Mixed in with all the other periodicals was a good amount of Playgirls, a magazine featuring photos of fully-nude men.

He didn't expect Natalie to leave them right out in the open like this. He went about organizing the other mags, and left the Playgirls separate for now.

About 20 minutes later, Natalie got out of the shower, and came into the bedroom.

"How ya' doin' there kiddo?" she asked.

"Um, fine," he answered. "Almost done."

"Alrighty," she said. Adam purposely left the Playgirls separate, waiting for Natalie to acknowledge them. But she never did. They were right there, scattered all over the floor, but she wouldn't say anything.

"What do you want me to do with...," he began, eyeing the risqué magazines.

She looked at him puzzled. "Uh, just organize them like you did the other ones," she said, stating the obvious. "They have dates on them, sweetie, just like the other magazines." She acted so nonchalant about it.

Adam grabbed the first one, and then another, and began trying to sort them by date.

"Oh, here's a good one," Natalie said, picking one up and thumbing through its contents. She then let out a big laugh, and held up the magazine and showed one of the pages to Adam. He didn't want to look, but couldn't help it. It was a photo of a nude black gentleman with a particularly large organ.

"Aw, I didn't need to see that," Adam said. Natalie laughed again.

"I love the little bios they have for each guy," she said. "Oh look here, Desmond likes rock climbing, and cycling, does some white water rafting..."

She turned away from the magazine and voiced her own opinion of the man.

"Yeah, and he also has one hell of a big schlong!" she said.

Adam winced as she said that, feeling an oncoming erection.

"Anyway, sweetie, just do the best you can with these, okay?" she said. "Me and Rachel are gonna go swimming in a little bit. I think even Dick might stop by and we might ask him to join us."

Adam's stomach dropped. Swimming with Dick? That would be interesting to see how Natalie and Rachel behave. The young boy was nervous about the situation, but eager to experience it. He finished up with the magazines as quickly as he could.

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Adam got into his bathing suit and headed out to the pool. Natalie and Rachel were already in there, and Adam couldn't believe it, but Natalie had on her white bathing suit. The one he told his friends about. He hadn't seen her wear that in a long, long time.

"The water feels so good, Adam," Natalie told her step son. "Wait til you get in."

Trying to show off, Adam jumped right off the diving board and into the water, and it did in fact feel replenishing after a long day of work.

Rachel was wearing her tight blue bathing suit, and Adam tried to swim right up to her as much as possible, and check out her gorgeous, young breasts.

"Dick! You made it," Natalie shouted as the lovable uncle came into the backyard. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, and still had his tool belt on.

"Come on in, Dick, the water's perfect!" she told him while splashing around in the huge, in-ground pool. Dick walked up onto the deck, and took a seat on the bench.

"I don't have a bathing suit," he said. Natalie groaned. "Just swim in your underwear," she teased him. Rachel laughed.

They went about having a conversation, and as always, it involved the heat.

"I swear if the temperature dropped to 95, I might feel chilly," Natalie joked. Dick talked to Adam a bit about the work that lie ahead for them the next day, but Natalie interrupted.

"Adam, sweetie, don't you have a bathing suit you can lend Dick?" she asked. Adam was slow to answer.

"It's just for today sweetie, go get him one of your bathing suits," she said. "That way Dick can swim too."

Adam was still hesitant to move.

"Uh, I don't know if it will fit," he said. Dick was in fact a big man, and Adam just a scrawny young pup.

"Oh, a bathing suit's a bathing suit. One size fits all," she said.

Adam reluctantly got out of the pool and went into his bedroom to fetch a suit. Now, if he had another one that was just like the one he was wearing, it would have already been a tight fit for Dick. But the one he found was even a little tight on Adam. It was supposed to be a baggy, normal bathing suit. But it was a year old. He brought it out, and handed it to his uncle.

"There ya' go, Dick. See, we aim to please," Natalie said. Dick held the suit up, thinking 'there's no way in Hell this is gonna fit.'

But he went into the house to get changed. Natalie, Rachel and Adam talked about Rachel's aerobics class, and she said how it was really getting her firm and in in shape. Adam was glad he was in the pool, as his semi erection had a place to hide.

Just then, Natalie let out a hearty laugh, and Adam turned to see Dick walk up onto the deck. The bathing suit was skin tight on him, and there was a very large tubular bulge that snaked all the way down his thigh.

"Well dear me, those don't leave much to the imagination, do they, Dick?" Natalie asked with a big grin. Rachel looked at Adam and started cracking up.

Dick dove right in, and before he surfaced, Rachel looked at Natalie.

"Mom!" she whispered sharply. "You can see his thing!" Natalie just laughed it off.

"Well, sweetie, when you're that big...," the mom replied.

Dick came up for a second, then went back underwater.

"What if someone sees?" Rachel asked.

"Oh, honey, there's no one around," Natalie told her. "If we were at the beach, it would be different. But here? It's okay."