The Tick Incident Ch. 03

It was a long, eventful day, and Carrie, Janet and Richard decided to go on their own way after dinner. All three of them eventually turned in early.

Carrie told Richard that she did have something important to discuss with him, but it would have to wait until tomorrow. All three were so worn out. Whatever this topic of conversation was, Carrie seemed that it warranted a full night's rest in order to discuss.

It made Richard a little nervous.

The next morning, everyone was refreshed.

Richard felt the urge to tag along with Carrie and Janet for the day, as he became more and more addicted to the pleasure they had now both been giving him. But seeing as how they each attended to their own affairs, Richard was forced to spend the afternoon with his friends.

Janet had left to go visit some new neighborhood boy, and Carrie had abruptly gone to pick up some gardening tools. She described at great length what she needed for her flowers, but Richard found it difficult to pay attention. Flowers never really kept his interest.

He did, however, remember that he and his step mother would be having a serious talk before the day was done. He couldn't help but ponder if this meeting - whether it be directly or in a roundabout way - had something to do with his dick. It amused him that that was all he could think about the last couple days, but Carrie and Janet did in fact do their part to make his penis a very celebrated figure in recent hours.

Richard had to temper his curiosity about this important meeting with Carrie, and go on with his day. He decided to have a few of his buddies over for swimming, and it would prove to be a fun afternoon of roughhousing, name calling and tall tales.

In-ground pools were the new trend, but although it was above ground and looked sort of outdated and worn, Richard's pool was still the place to be on a hot day like this.

"Dude, I fucked Amber Hewitt last night," said the loudmouth of the bunch, Barney Bussett.

"Yeah right," said Richard's other close friend, Craig Nichols, who always lived across the street since Richard was a youngster.

Amber Hewitt was an almost legendary figure at Temple High School the last couple years, a girl so gorgeous that she seemed to pop up in just about every local boy's fantasies from time to time. She had long black hair, piercing green eyes, and of course the other physical attributes that many boys Richard's age tend to dwell on. She had enormous breasts, and a cute bubble butt that could always be seen bouncing around campus. She was always somewhere, stealing the show, whether it be cheerleading practice, football games, the prom...

Richard still remembered fondly how he had a nice conversation with the girl earlier in the year. They both had detention that day, were sitting next to each other, and she dropped her pencil, and Richard was ever so polite in leaning over and picking it up for her.

She gave him such a sweet smile, and thanked him, and they made small talk about what each of them did to wind up in detention that otherwise gorgeous afternoon. Richard couldn't help but fantasize about - well, as good ole' Barney Bussett put it - her "huge melon tits."

Just as he fondly thought of them, Richard's daydream was abruptly ended, by the sudden feel of a boogie board smacking against his head.

"Yo, asshole, what are you doing?" Richard yelled at Craig, who was responsible for pushing the aforementioned pool toy in Richard's direction as he waded in the water.

"I was trying to wake you up, man, sorry," Craig laughed. Richard rubbed his head where the board had lightly struck it, and told Craig it was okay. Richard playfully jumped on his buddy's back, and dunked him underneath the water.

When the two resurfaced, Barney was already starting another - even more provocative - conversation.

"I bet Richard was daydreaming about his hot step mom," Barney laughed.

"Oh, no, here we go again," Craig replied, then went underneath the water.

"Dude, enough about Carrie," Richard chuckled. "I gotta hear this from you 24-7. Enough."

Barney found it time to get up out of the water and relax on the deck, his legs wading in the pool. Not swimming anymore, he could now focus his attention on voicing his fantasies concerning Carrie.

Along with being the school mascot the last three years, which allowed Barney to dress up in a "Wildcat" costume and act like a goofball, he always tried to be the center of attention, whether in costume or not.

"I would just love to kiss her thighs," he contemplated, looking up at the sky.

"Yeah, yeah, it's always about the thighs," Richard laughed, letting Barney have his fun.

"She does have some great fucking legs, dude," Craig had to admit.

Richard himself could not resist thinking about Carrie's delightful limbs, and her increasingly sexy behavior around him.

"Dude, great fucking tits too," Barney added.

"They are melons," Craig added, now swimming on his back as he fantasized about Richard's gorgeous step mom.

"I have to admit, she is unbelievable," Richard finally said. "But she is my step mom. It's not like we're related, but she's still kind of like an authority figure to me."

That aspect only drove the boys more wild.

"Oh my God, I would let her give me a spanking," Barney said.

Richard now realized any attempt to get them to stop discussing Carrie was useless. But hearing the two boys talk about her so longingly, Richard gained a deeper appreciation for what he had with Carrie. She was the object of his friends' fantasies, and he got to experience her on a daily basis, in real life.

She had seen him naked not once, but twice, had stroked his cock to an amazing orgasm, and then urged her daughter to do the same. He would have loved to share these experiences with Barney and Craig, but found that now was not the time yet. What he had going with Carrie and Janet was so special, and still in its early stages, that he did not want to do anything to jeopardize it from continuing.

That said, Barney was not the careful type like Richard. As talk about Carrie deepened, Barney's behavior got all the more outlandish, as he now stood up on the deck, professing his love for the sexy brunette.

"Dude, if Carrie was here, I would be like..."

And just as he spoke, Barney yanked down his swim trunks to his knees, much to the chagrin - and then amusement - of the other two boys. Barney swung his hips so that his flaccid member frolicked in the afternoon breeze.

"Carrie would be like 'oh my God, Barney, you're so big,'" Barney said, describing his fantasy. Barney did in fact have a larger than average penis. Just as shy as Richard was about his enormous wang, Barney was all too proud to show his off. It wasn't as large as Richard's but large nonetheless, and the more he swung it about, its hearty slaps against his thighs rung out across the pool.

"Dude, put that thing away," Craig laughed, swimming towards the other end of the pool. "Christ, I can see your balls too."

"My dick and my balls have not spoken in years, isn't that a shame?" Barney joked. "They're bitter enemies."

Richard and Craig looked at each other and laughed. They knew his friend had a very outrageous sense of humor. So lost in the moment though, none of the boys saw what - or who - was coming.

"Wow, I didn't know there was a full moon," said a woman's voice.

It was Carrie, who was walking up onto the deck.

Barney, startled, turned ever so slightly around to see who it was, his large floppy member whipping around his leg just a bit. Carrie's eyes saw the head of his dangly dick, and covered her eyes, blushing and giggling.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Parker," Barney stammered, his demeanor much different from a moment ago.

He quickly pulled up his bathing suit to conceal his backside and privates, but his embarrassment could not be concealed.

"What on Earth were (laugh)...what on Earth were you doing, Barney Bussett?" Carrie laughed as she sat down on one of the benches on the deck, crossing her legs. Her brown hair blew gently in the breeze, a tight blue and white Cowboys T-shirt hugging her large breasts. She had on a pair of khaki shorts that hugged her big, beautiful butt just right.

"I had a problem with my bathing suit," Barney said, trying to make up any excuse for his behavior.

"I can see you did," Carrie smiled. "I guess you realized the problem was that bathing suits work a lot better when they're pulled up."

The teasing tone in Carrie's voice only made Barney more embarrassed, much to the delight of Craig and Richard.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Parker, it won't happen again," he said.

"It's okay," she laughed, gently rubbing his knee as he stood before her. "Boys will be boys, right?"

Carrie's smile and her charm made the boys feel at ease, especially Barney, whose nude shenanigans not only did not offend Carrie, but now she seemed to encourage them.

"Boys always skinny dipped when I was in high school," she said, reminiscing. "There was a lake - now there's houses there - right behind 'Old Man' Custard's Ranch, and the boys would go swimming nude many an afternoon during the summer..."

Craig and Barney were spellbound by Carrie's words. Just as she lured them in with her words, she crossed her legs, the thighs that Barney spoke of now fully on display.

"And (laugh), me and my friends would go and spy on them," she went on.

Barney and Craig's eyes widened, and so too did Richard's.

"We saw all of our male classmates in a very different light, to say the least," Carrie laughed. "I guess we were too shy to alert them of our presence. It probably would have been more fun to interact with them instead of crouching behind bushes, but we were shy...We just sat and watched, and compared...and contrasted..."

Her girlish giggle was intoxicating to the boys.

"You saw all of the boys naked, Mrs. Parker?" Barney said, now sitting down in order to hide a bulging erection.

The more questions they asked, Carrie seemed to be that much more open.

"Um-mmm," she casually nodded. "I mean you have to understand our curiosity, and as little male nudity as there is in mainstream culture nowadays, well - lemme tell you - there was even less back then. To think we had to resort to crouching behind bushes and peaking out through trees to get a glimpse of...the male anatomy (giggle), it's kind of sad in a way."

Barney's loveable bravado and gumption now kicked back in.

"Mrs. Parker, me and the guys are gonna skinny dip here from 4 to 6 p.m. every day the rest of the summer," he said in a matter-of-fact tone. "You can sit right here, on one of the benches, you won't have to hide or anything..."

Everyone erupted into laughter with Barney's open invitation.

"You want me to see you naked, Barney Bussett, is that what you're implying, young man?" she teased, crossing her legs.

"I'm very proud of what God has bestowed upon me," he teased.

"Oh are you now," she laughed.

The other boys could sense now was the time Barney was going to take this conversation to a whole other level, and maybe go too far.

"I have a nine-inch penis," he muttered, then immediately went under water.

Richard and Craig both cringed with his somewhat lewd statement, but also laughed because it typified Barney's personality.

"Did I hear him right?" Carrie asked with a smile, leaning closer to the water.

"Did he just say he has a...," she questioned, more amused than anything.

Richard and Craig didn't want to clarify his remark. They waited for Barney to re-emerge.

"Barney, please repeat that last statement," Carrie said clearly to the young man.

He got a bit embarrassed, his bravado and libido tempered by his shyness around Carrie.

"I have a nine-inch penis," he forced himself to say, enjoying the rush he got from talking about such things around Carrie.

"Really? Wow," the young woman said teasingly. "That is amazing."

Any other mom would have been offended to a great extent, but Carrie found infinite delight in the boys openly discussing their sexuality, in an atmosphere where Carrie's authority could clearly be felt.

She sat up on the deck, with the three boys beneath her in the water. The deck put her up higher than the boys, as it appeared like she was perched up on a throne, with all three boys struggling for her attention.

"You do not have a nine-inch dick, dude," Craig argued. "You're so full of shit...Sorry, Mrs. Parker."

"It's okay, Craig," she giggled.

Richard loved the way Carrie looked, and acted. The sun reflected so nicely off her pretty face, creating a certain glow. Her hand rested so gently on her knee, as she appeared totally at ease.

The boys, however, were so restless, wrestling around in the water as they argued back and forth, each of them trying to impress and amuse beautiful Carrie.

"Nine inches, you're so full of it," Craig repeated. "Mrs. Parker, this is like the time Barney said Roger Staubach came over his house for dinner."

Richard and his step mom looked at each other and cracked up.

"Or like the time, Barney, you said your dad invented Astro turf," Richard chimed in.

Carrie continued to giggle, and then was overcome with laughter as she remembered another one of Barney's stories.

"I remember a certain Barney Bussett claiming that Frank Sinatra sang at his 10th birthday party," Carrie said.

"Oh come on, that was so long ago," Barney argued, now feeling overmatched by the other three.

Carrie again crossed her luscious limbs, her big thighs looking so good as a bronze tan made them even more appealing.

"Barney Bussett, you are one of a kind," she laughed.

"I really am, Mrs. Parker, I swear," he said, again referencing his supposed large organ.

"Dude, enough," Craig told him, although he knew there was no use trying to quiet his buddy.

Carrie gave Barney a smirk, a look that he could feel across the pool. It was a look of doubt in reference to his claim, but also a look of appreciation for his boyish enthusiasm.

"No more lengthy stories about your anatomy," Carrie said, then laughing at her own pun. "And I'm sure whatever God has bestowed upon you, in your words, is just fine enough."

"But it's a really special one, I swear," Barney insisted, swimming closer to Carrie. He could smell her perfume in the air. There was a scent of strawberries.

"You'll have to excuse him, mam, he thinks with his d-," Craig said, but then stopping himself from using a crude word.

"He thinks with his dick? Is that what you were going to say?" Carrie laughed.

Hearing Carrie use the word "dick" was thrilling in itself for Barney and Craig. Her openness surprised them.

"Most boys do at that age," Carrie added. "You know, think with their...(laugh). But I hope not all the time, Barney. And good Heavens, did you finally graduate yet?"

Barney, unlike the other two boys, had to attend summer school, but he was almost done.

"I just have one more exam, and a report on a historical figure," he said.

"Oh, and what historical figure did you choose?" Carrie asked.

"Ulysses Parker," Barney answered.

Richard looked over at his friend, giving him a funny look.

"Oh, Richard's great, great, great, grandfather," Carrie said. "One of the heroes of the Alamo."

"Dude, if you're thinking of just copying the report I did on him, that's not gonna work," Richard protested.

Barney was flustered.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Dude, that report is so old. I did that report in fourth grade," he answered.

Again, everyone laughed, and Barney's plan was dashed.

"You and your crazy schemes, Barney Bussett," Carrie said.

She now rose up, as if she was readying herself to head in.

"Well I'm still gonna do the report on him," Barney said. "Ulysses was a great man."

Barney said that last part with a smirk, as if he was referring to something other than Ulysses' military record.

"He was a really great man from the rumors I hear," Carrie chimed in.

Barney perked up even more, happy to share this inside joke with Richard's hot step mom.

"Maybe you could write about that part of his life story for extra credit," she suggested, saying it sort of jokingly but with some seriousness in her voice.

"Yeah, that would be cool," Barney said.

Carrie giggled.

Richard had no idea what the heck they were talking about. Before he could ask, the moment had passed.

"How old are you, Mrs. Parker, like 25?" Barney asked, all of his attention bestowed upon Carrie.

She gave him a cute smirk again.

"That's very flattering, Barney, but your math skills need some work," she said. "That would mean I would have had Janet when I was seven."

Barney smiled.

"I'm 35," she told him, waving off a bee. "Janet was born shortly after I finished high school."

"Where did you grow up?" was his follow-up question, his interest in her relentless.

Carrie looked at Craig and Richard as if to say 'can you believe this guy?' But she didn't mind the attention.

"I grew up in Dripping Springs, just outside Austin," she said. "I moved about for some time because of nursing, but I finally settled in Temple, oh, in...1970 I believe. Yes."

Barney now got out of the pool just so he could sit near Carrie. She was unfazed, but seemingly the closer he got to her, the more nervous he was. She could even see a bulge in his bathing suit, as he had to pull the article of clothing away from his body to give his growing erection more room. Carrie giggled to herself at the sight.

"You have such amazing legs, how do you stay in such great shape?" Barney gushed.

"Well, mostly from running around," she laughed, "picking up Janet and Dick wherever they need a ride to."

"Dude, when are you gonna get a car and make it easier for your step mom?" Barney griped, in Richard's direction.

It cracked everybody up how Barney was coming to Carrie's defense.

"Oh, Barney, I know Dick can't afford his own car," she said. "He hasn't had time to get a part-time job, plus, I need him around here the next couple weeks for some...things..."

She glanced over at her stepson with a pleasant grin on her face, like she had something planned. This must be what she had to talk to him about later, and now the suspense was driving Richard wild.

"Wow, 35," Barney said, his attention back on Carrie.

"Yep, the age a lot of women reach their sexual peak," she added, knowing it would excite him.

She even winked at Richard and Craig as if to say 'let's see how Barney reacts to that statement.'

"Yeah, I heard that about women," Barney said, shuffling in his seat on the bench nearest Carrie.

"And it's weird, Barney, because the sexual peak for men is, well, 18," she said to him.

"You're 35, I'm 18," he said, putting the numbers together, which wasn't always easy for Barney Bussett to do. "It's like we were meant to be together, Mrs. Parker."

Craig and Richard, both getting out of the pool at this time, laughed like Barney just told a funny joke.

"I think Richard's father would have something to say about that," Carrie laughed, "but that is very sweet, Barney."

As all three of the boys, and Carrie, now stood on the deck together, Carrie glanced around openly at all of their naked upper bodies, enjoying how their muscular, young physiques looked even more enticing with water dripping from them. She then glanced downward, and her eyes inevitably went to Richard's bathing suit, and Carrie could see the outline of his tubular organ snaking down his right thigh. Richard did his best to hide it, but she smiled as she noticed its appearance.

And then she stared. There was plenty to look at in the Parkers' backyard - the lush green grass, chirping Hummingbirds, fresh-cut Blue Bonnetts and butterfly bushes - but Carrie instead chose to stare at Richard's penis, whether it was covered or not. And by coincidence or not, it wasn't hard to predict what the next word out of her mouth would be, considering what her mind dwelled on.