Saturday, after breakfast my wife packed her car, gathered up our sons and left for the lake to spend the remainder of the Memorial Day weekend. "I've arranged for Clarice to come over to babysit with you," Alice said with a twinkle in her eye as she started the car and pulled out of the driveway. "She is coming around 3:00 because she thought she would like a swim before dinner."
Clarice had been our babysitter since the boys were born, and over time had become a virtual member of the family. When she left for college last September, it had been as wrenching for us as it had been for her folks. I had particularly missed her, although she had stopped by during the school year when she had come home for holidays.
Let me explain. After her high school graduation, Clarice had confided in Alice that she was still a virgin, but wished to remedy this condition, and wanted me to introduce her to sex. Alice was initially dumbfounded, and offended, but had been persuaded by Clarice to consider it. Clarice had always fancied me, she told Alice, and while our relationship had theretofore been strictly proper, evidently I had been the object of her fantasies for some years. This was as much news to me as it had been to Alice.
Truth be known, I had watched Clarice develop from a young, gangly middle school girl into quite a beauty during the years she had worked for us. On more than one occasion I had been forced to stifle an erection as Clarice had swum at our home or the cabin, while watching the boys. Although she was rather short and slender, she was exquisitely proportioned, and had a quiet maturity which belied her age. But the notion that she might have secretly lusted after me during her high school years had never crossed my mind. Nor Alice's.
With Alice's ultimate consent, and connivance, Clarice had "seduced" me soon after her high school graduation. Although Alice had informed me of their discussions and her consent, she had sworn me not to disclose my knowledge to Clarice, nor to make any advances myself. Clarice wished to be the initiator.
The seduction took place at the lake cabin one weekend that June. Clarice had joined us for the weekend, and on Saturday Alice took the boys to the fair in a neighboring county. "Don't wait up for us," she warned. "The boys want to stay for the concert and fireworks this evening, and we will be late." Clarice said that she was not interested in going and would stay at the cabin with me to catch up on some reading.
Well, Clarice's plan worked perfectly. She did, and I did, and it was everything she had hoped, she told me as we lay in each other's arms afterwards. We continued our affair throughout the summer with Alice's encouragement. As I previously mentioned, when Clarice left for college it was of particular dismay to me, and I was happy when she returned from her freshman year for the summer.
With this prelude, you can understand why I was on tenterhooks throughout the day, awaiting Clarice's arrival at 3:00. As I waited, I changed the sheets on our bed and the towels in the bathroom, detailed the house, and was prepping dinner when the doorbell rang at the appointed hour. Imagine then my surprise when I opened the door and found Clarice and a girlfriend from college on my doorstep. I suspect my face fell seeing a second girl, thinking that this might crimp the plans which I had for the evening. If it did, Clarice did not hesitate, but politely introduced me to her friend, Susan. They brought their duffle bags in and I offered them some cold refreshments. Clarice asked if they could put the bags in my room and change into their swimsuits before settling down at the pool.
As they retreated to the bedroom to change, I set out a plate of crackers, pate and cheese, and opened a chilled bottle of white wine. The girls returned, wearing perhaps the skimpiest bikinis I had ever seen. Clarice had on a blue one which barely covered her small breasts. The bottom consisted of a tiny triangle of material held in place by what appeared to be dental floss. Susan's was gold colored, complementing her coffee complexion, but was no larger than Clarice's. Her breasts, significantly larger than Clarice's, overflowed the confines of the bra. "You like?" Clarice asked unnecessarily. Of course I liked.
I took the girls out to the pool and got them settled, then excused myself to finish the salad and clean up the kitchen before joining them. By the time I had gotten into the kitchen, the girls had discarded their bras and were applying sunscreen lotion to each other. First Clarice slathered Susan liberally, back and front, as Susan sprawled on one of the poolside chaise lounges. It seemed to me that Clarice took rather longer than would have been necessary applying the lotion to Susan's breasts and legs, but Susan relaxed during the process, and then reciprocated in kind. Clarice is a fair-complexioned redhead, and Susan chatted with her as she thoroughly rubbed Clarice down.