Summer of '77 Ch. 04

"Get it?" she asked Adam.

"Yes, very funny," he replied, not amused. He was too busy trying to find clean clothes.

"Oh why so glum?" she asked him. She just sat there on the bed, legs crossed, bouncing her foot up and down. She was wearing those khaki shorts again, and Adam's attention now shifted from trying to find clothes to just staring at her legs.

"Hey, dingbat," Natalie said, snapping her fingers to get his attention. "Where are your clothes? You can't go outside with your willy showing. Especially the way it is now..."

He had a hard-on that pointed towards the ceiling.

"I...I don't think I have anything clean," he stammered.

Natalie continued to sit there, but then reluctantly got up and took action.

"Ugh," she said. "Follow me."

He hesitated for a minute, like he felt he should put something on. But Natalie wasn't waiting.

"Come on," she said. "Let's go. What are you waiting for?"

He followed her out of the room, completely nude. He felt weird walking around the house completely naked, so he covered his privates.

The two walked all the way downstairs, around to the other side of the house, and into the laundry room. Natalie headed for two piles of laundry.

"Here," she said. "Take these two piles up to your room. I just haven't had time to take them up there yet."

She handed him the one pile, and he managed to hold that, while still having one hand covering his junk. But when she handed him the other pile...

Natalie waited for him to raise his other hand. To do this, his privates would be exposed. He was reluctant to remove his hand from that area, much to Natalie's chagrin.

She grew impatient, before finally chastising him.

"For goodness sake, sweetie," she said. "I've seen your dick."

The words shot through him like spears. Natalie had never used such a harsh slang term when referring to his anatomy. It shocked him, but he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it. He removed his hand, took hold of the laundry, and Natalie lightened up a bit.

"Sorry, hon, but you're not getting shy on me are you?" she asked.

"No," he replied. He held the laundry in his hands, with a big erection exposed underneath. Natalie looked him over to make sure had a firm grip of everything, and also glanced down at his boner. She took a long look at it, like she had no guilt now about enjoying his nudity. And it was as if she had every right to see him naked, but Adam getting to see her naked? It remained a pipe dream.

"Now, take these up to your room," Natalie instructed, "and also take this."

It was a bag containing a pack of new undershirts that Natalie had bought Adam at the mall the other day. He had no hands left, and putting it on top of the laundry might cause it to fall right off. There was one option left.

"Here," Natalie said with a big laugh. Adam couldn't believe what he felt. Natalie was putting the handle of the plastic bag around his hardened penis, so he could carry the item. She didn't in fact touch his erection, but came as close to it as she possibly could have. And now she was blatantly drawing attention to it, all the while making her innovation seem totally practical.

"When you have no arms left, just use your dick," she said with a big laugh. Her using the "d" word so freely was making it hard for Adam to even walk. He felt he needed to sit down, and have a moment to himself. His erection felt like it might break through the skin.

"Come on, buster, move it," she said. "Take all that stuff up and come back down. I want you to take Rachel's stuff up to her room too." God, if Rachel could see him like this, Adam thought to himself.

As Adam began moving, the bag containing the undershirts swung to and fro, just like his erection. Natalie got a big kick out of it.

Adam hustled and bustled his way to the steps, so excited about what had now become routine nudity in his step mom's presence. So excited, he fell on the way up the steps, creating a big thud. But he battled through, and got up the stairway and put the laundry away.

He reluctantly got dressed - he would have just assumed go back downstairs naked, but he didn't want to press his luck. He put on a red polo shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, and headed into the kitchen.

"You okay, sweetie?" Natalie asked. "I thought I heard a big thump."

Adam shrugged it off. He now became more open with Natalie.

"I didn't know you'd have me carrying laundry with my dick," he said.

Natalie bent over laughing.

"Well I was just trying to save you a trip, sweetie," she said. She folded a few more things, and started handing him a few more piles of laundry.

"Now here," she said. "Take these up to Rachel's room, and try not to fall this time."

He smirked, and balanced the two huge piles in his hands.

"You don't have to use your dick this time," she added with a laugh, keeping the joke going. "Just hurry up. We have a lot of work to do."

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After a ton of yard work, Natalie and Adam decided to relax in the pool. They sat down on the steps leading into the pool, so that the water came up to about their midsections, and they could sit back and recline.

Natalie was wearing a black bathing suit with purple stripes, a pretty snazzy one. And Adam complimented her on it. He loved seeing her in a bathing suit.

There was one divine moment when she arose out of the water for a second, and Adam could swear he saw one of her whiskers poking out of the crotch of her suit. He wanted to see her bush so badly.

But it was his anatomy that soon became the topic of discussion.

"Well I've sure gotten to know you a lot better over the last few weeks, haven't I," she said triumphantly.

He nodded, shyly.

"You've seen one, you've seen 'em all, sweetie," she said. "You don't need to feel weird about me seeing you naked. It's no big deal."

He splashed the water around a little, to ease the tension in an awkward moment.

Ms. Cohen's French poodle barked its head off next door.

"My goodness, Pierre's really having a fit, isn't he," Natalie said aloud. She now hummed for a bit, then lightly sang a few lines of "I just want to be your everything," by Andy Gibb, who wasn't Adam's favorite singer. But he didn't mind her singing the song, as long as he got to sit down next to her and continue to check out her legs.

"Well today was an eventful day, to say the least," she said with a laugh. "We picked everything out of the garden that needed to go in, we got all the laundry done...I saw you naked again," she added, teasing him. He smiled.

"Will I ever get to see you naked?" he asked. He couldn't believe he just said that. He could smack himself right now, or kick himself in the ass. It just came out though, his longtime fantasy forcing its way out of his head, and through his lips, into the verbal form. He was already embarrassed for saying it.

Natalie, with grace, smiled at him. It was a sympathetic smile, as if to say she understood his desire to see her nude, but that smile was also saying 'no way in Hell, buddy boy.' She was an experienced woman when it came to sexual matters, and he was just a boy. He wasn't yet worthy of seeing Natalie nude, if indeed he ever got to see her naked at all.

But her smile did ease the tension he created with his ill-fated blunder of the mouth. She pinched his cheek, as she often did, and rose out of the pool, her ass right in his face for a brief instant.

"Sweetie, I'll be back, I'm just gonna go wee-wee," she said. He remained in the pool, still mad at himself for pressing the issue a bit. He had hoped Natalie wasn't upset with him.

"God, the one thing I hate about one-piece suits is when you have to pee," she said as she returned, getting back in the pool. "I had to take the whole thing off for goodness sake."

He thought of her taking off that bathing suit, and the vision slowed his response. Before Adam could answer...

"But the one-piece suits do have their advantages," she went on. "The adolescent girl in me still thinks of it as an advantage over the boys."

Adam didn't exactly know what she implied.

"Like you could yank down a boys' swim trunks pretty easily," she said, sipping a margarita she had prepared earlier. The buzz was setting in. "But you can't exactly do that to a girl."

Now he knew what she meant. And she explained further.

"When I was younger - oh my God I can't believe I'm telling you this," she said, sitting closer to him now and talking quieter. "I was friends with this girl, Marcy, who had a huge swimming pool in her backyard, and Marcy would always invite me and a few other girls from the neighborhood over to swim."

Adam was sitting there patiently, listening to her every word.

"Well anyways, there was also this pest that lived next door - his name was Jonathan Rogers," Natalie said, the name burned in her memory. "He was a real nuisance, but Marcy, being a nice girl, let him come over and swim."

Adam was getting more and more interested.

"Well, we were...I wanna say 19 or 20 at the time, and Jonathan must have been your age," she said. "He could be a real prick, I mean, a real prick."

Adam gulped as the story gained more steam.

"Let me get to the good stuff, sweetie. Marcy had some big boobs," Natalie said. Adam couldn't help but laugh. "I mean, they were big. Bigger than mine even, and I have some nice ones."

"Yes you do," he said, almost by reflex. She smiled at him.

"But she had really big boobs, and she, unlike myself, would wear these flimsy two-piece bikinis that barely held her in place, if you know what I mean," Natalie said. "Anyways, the one day, we're all swimming, and Jonathan, being the pest that he was, pulls on the back of Marcy's top, and lo and behold, her boobs just come right out."

"Oh my God," Adam said, feeling his penis start to harden.

"Now luckily," Natalie explained, "he was standing behind her when he did it, so by the time he swam around to have a looksey, she had covered herself with her arms - barely."

"Oh man," Adam gushed.

"Of course we all screamed at Jonathan and told him to get lost," she said. "Can you imagine? How embarrassed Marcy must have been?"

Adam just shook his head. He wished he had been alive that day and been there to see her huge tits.

"But oh, we got our revenge, that's for sure," Natalie said proudly.

Adam begged to hear more.

"There was a family barbecue at Marcy's a couple weeks later, and I wanna say...about 20 or so people, maybe 30, were there," Natalie went on. "Jonathan was invited, simply to serve the purpose of us getting back at him."

Adam gulped nervously.

"Jonathan had a tendency to show off," Natalie said, taking another sip of her drink. "And at one point in the afternoon, he goes up to the diving board to do a dive. And he goes out of his way to draw all the attention to himself."

Adam nodded, anticipating what came next.

"Well...just as he is about to dive in, Marcy runs up behind him on the diving board, and yanks down his swim trunks," Natalie recanted with glee. "And no, he was not wearing anything underneath."

"Holy shit," Adam couldn't help but say. He cursed, but Natalie let it slide. She just continued with her story.

"His you know what just flops right on out," she said. Adam almost shot his load right there. "Just about everyone at the barbecue was staring."

She paused for affect.

"Staring right at his penis," she said. Adam could feel his penis wanting to be stroked. It yearned for release.

"Now even I thought this type of revenge was a little extreme," Natalie said, "considering poor Jonathan didn't even get to see Marcy's boobs."

Adam could barely speak.

"That must have been crazy," Adam remarked.

"Oh it was a scene," Natalie remembered proudly. "Girls were screaming, parents were hiding their kids' eyes from it, moms told their daughters to look away, all the while getting a chuckle out of it themselves."

Natalie now gave into unrelenting laughter, almost reliving the experience. "Poor guy just froze," she said. "He must have stood there for a good 10 seconds before he could even move."

"W-where were you?" Adam asked.

"I was on the deck, standing about 10 feet away," she said. "I had a great view of the whole thing."

Adam couldn't help but urge her to be more descriptive of the scene.

"Was he big?" he asked. She smiled.

"He actually had a pretty big penis," she said casually. "Little twerp actually had a nice-sized wiener, I have to give it to him. Looked like it hung down pretty far. Considering the poor thing was petrified at the time, he didn't have an erection, but it still looked like a pretty good size."

Adam had to adjust himself to hide his erection.

"So what happened after that?" he asked.

"Well, Marcy's parents let her have it, Jonathan finally pulled his trunks back up, and we had a great story to tell for years and years," she said. "Let that be a lesson to you. Don't go around pulling girls' tops off."

"Yes, ma'am," he said.

Natalie went right back to swimming after telling that wicked story, and Adam decided to join her.

"What happened to Jonathan after that day?" he asked.

"Oh," Natalie answered. "He was fine. A lot more respectful towards us girls. And Marcy told him if he ever wanted to swim at her pool again, he had to swim naked."

"You guys got naked?" he asked.

"No, silly," she answered. "Just him. We had our suits on."

"Did he do it?" Adam asked.

"Oh he did it," Natalie said with a laugh. "He didn't have a choice. She had the only pool in the neighborhood."

Adam couldn't imagine swimming nude in front of a bunch of girls, especially ones as outgoing as Natalie.

"After a while, he got used to us seeing his penis," Natalie remembered with a chuckle. "It was no big deal."

Adam was feeling a bit on the playful side, and wanted to see how far he could push Natalie.

"Bet you couldn't yank my trunks down," he teased her, swimming away. He didn't know if she would bite, but she did.

"Don't test me, young man," she said. The alcohol had caused her to be a bit more playful than usual. She was now giving chase, walking over to him. Every time he tried to swim away, she calmly walked towards him, gaining ground. It was a classic cat-and-mouse game.

"Oh my God, look up there," Natalie said, pointing to the oak tree in the back yard. Adam actually fell for her diversion, and as he looked up, she went underwater and yanked his bathing suit right off, not only pulling it down, but pulling it down below his feet and off his body.

She returned to the surface, victorious.

"Okay, okay, lemme have them back," Adam said, covering up his penis.

"You want these back, huh?" she teased, holding them high above her head. "You gonna clean your room?"

She was using his trunks as a bargaining device.

"Yes, yes, I'll clean my room," he said. She had an unconvinced look on her face, but decided to give in. To be funny, she tossed the trunks out of the pool, but underestimated her strength.

They sailed out of the pool, and over the fence. Into Ms. Cohen's backyard.

Natalie clenched her mouth, surprised at what she did.

"Oh dear," she said. She told Adam to wait in the pool, and when she peered over the fence, she didn't like what she saw. Adam could hear Pierre, the little French poodle, growling and carrying on.

Natalie came back into the pool, and tried to stifle her laughter.

"Adam, sweetie," she began. "Pierre tore your swimsuit to pieces."

He had a look of shock and dismay.

"He thinks it's a chew toy," Natalie explained, with a smile. "I could get it back but I don't know if you'd want it back to be honest."

The dog was still carrying on. Adam could actually hear the little rat tearing apart his swimsuit.

"Why don't you wait here, and I'll go get Ms. Cohen," Natalie said. Adam played it cool. He was shocked Natalie had ripped off his swimming trunks in the first place, and now he was wading in the pool, completely naked.

He expected Natalie to come back with what was left of his bathing suit, but instead she came back with Ms. Cohen.

The two chatted away at the entrance to the backyard, and then slowly began walking over to the deck. Adam could hear Natalie's flip-flops flipping and flopping as they got closer.

'Why is she bringing Ms. Cohen over to the pool?' Adam thought as he covered himself, and swam to the side to hide his nakedness.

Now the two women walked up onto the deck. 'Has Natalie lost her mind? I'm naked!' Adam's inner voice screamed out.

"So you lost your bathing suit?" Ms. Cohen asked. Adam nodded, embarrassed beyond belief. Ms. Cohen was his third-grade teacher for crying out loud.

"Adam, sweetie, why don't you come out of the pool, and show Ms. Cohen how much you've grown," Natalie calmly suggested. Adam couldn't believe it.

He did nothing. The two women stared at him, awaiting his move.

"I'm...I'm naked," he said.

"Well of course you are, darling," Natalie said. "It's okay - Ms. Cohen has seen her share of wieners."

Adam couldn't believe this. Not only was Natalie fully comfortable with enforcing his nudity when she was around, but now she was using his nudity as amusement for her and her neighbor as well.

Adam bashfully climbed out of the pool, grabbing the ladder as he did so. This allowed his penis to swing freely between his legs, and Ms. Cohen had herself a good, long look at his equipment.

"Oh my, you have grown," Ms. Cohen said.

"I'm almost six feet tall now, ma'am," Adam answered.

"Oh yes, you are very tall too," she said, implying that his height wasn't exactly what she was referring to. Natalie started laughing so hard, she had to sit down.

"I haven't seen you naked since Natalie showed me your baby pictures," Ms. Cohen said. Adam looked to Natalie to jump into the conversation, but she was too busy having a good laugh.

"It looked like a little tic-tac back then," the woman went on. He knew what she was referring to - she was staring right at it!

Adam had to say something to break the tension.

"Yeah, it's definitely gotten bigger since then," he said. Ms. Cohen just stared at his penis, which had now grown into a full erection.

"Well my, look at that. Looks like it's pointing up towards the Heavens," she said.

Natalie voiced her opinion on the matter as well.

"That is some boner you have there, buddy boy," she teased him. Adam had nothing else to do but stand there and try to make conversation, while he was completely naked and could feel the women's stares on his penis.

Ms. Cohen suddenly gasped.

"Sheesh, those are some nuts you have there, young man," she said, referring to the huge sack that Adam had swinging between his legs. He hadn't been able to masturbate in quite some time, and all Natalie's teasing had created quite a build-up.

"He does have big balls," Natalie confirmed. They hung down like two huge walnuts.

"Mama mia, those are some balls," Ms. Cohen went on. Adam stood there proudly, enjoying the women's fascination with his testicles.

"Adam, sweetie, come closer. Let Ms. Cohen hold your nuts," Natalie said. It sounded so filthy, and yet the women were so casual.

"Well I didn't say I wanted to touch them but...," Ms. Cohen said, trailing off. She figured she might as well give them a feel.

"I'll be gentle, sweetie," she said, cupping his big nuts in her hand.

"Now turn your head and cough please," she said jokingly. Adam and Natalie both cracked up.

Ms. Cohen bounced his testicles in her hand, weighing them.

"My God, they're heavy," Ms. Cohen said. "Natalie, darling, feel these."

Natalie was hesitant at first to touch her own stepson's balls, but she gave into the urge. She too was amazed with their weight. Her touch was so arousing, as she gently held Adam's balls in her hand.