The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 20
The Last Morning Swim

Don't let the title fool you. We had more wet and messy fun before Lisa left for college. This was just the last Friday morning of my leave and the last chance we'd get to have our underwear swim party. Lisa and I had come in late on Thursday evening. She and Connie had closed the water slide and since it was a very warm and humid night, had arranged to have their friends show up and kept it running until after one a.m. Kris had left Lisa set of mismatched underwear under the pillow in the guest room downstairs with a note to come up to her room and send me on outside. I was to go ahead and get in the pond. She had something special planned.

I went on outside in the morning wearing nothing but my gray boxer briefs. I jumped in from the dock and got comfortable on an air mattress. A few minutes later, all three of the ladies of the Reuter family emerged and walked model style (crossing their feet over each other with each step) down to the dock. Each one wore a slightly different matched set of animal print underwear. It was quite a sexy sight. Kris was flanked by her daughters, Lisa on the right and Connie on the left.





I began to wonder if more than just swimming was about to happen. I was somewhat right. More than usual happened, but not as much as I was afraid would happen. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

All three of them smiled slyly coming down the dock and kept their eyes locked into mine. I was lying on my stomach on the air mattress and felt the boner firming up underneath me. While other mothers struggled with simply telling their daughters about the birds and the bees, Kris had taught hers the art of seduction and wasn't afraid to practice it with them to make sure they got it right.

They paused at the end of the dock and Lisa blew me a kiss. Then all three dove off together and swam to where I was floating.

Uh, hi, I managed to say.

They didn't reply, but shared a look before dumping me off the air mattress.

Good morning, Lisa finally said after I surfaced and she wrapped her arms around my neck. We were in stomach-deep water, so all three of them showed off their wet bras. These were definitely lingerie bras, not designed for any support or containing any lining. Soaking wet, each one plastered unapologetically to the nipples of its wearer. Lisa planted one of her trademark wet kisses on me.

I thought you deserved something special since this is the last morning you can swim with us and since you sort of started the girls joining me out here for my special morning swims, Kris said. If you'll recall, it was Lisa and I catching Kris out there enjoying the pond in her underwear as she caught us coming back from enjoying the rope swing, and other activities, in our underwear that extended the invitation to join her when she wasn't out here with Jeff.

Like our 'bikinis'? Connie asked.

They sure beat the real thing, I replied.

That was the idea, Lisa exclaimed and pulled herself onto her stomach over the side of the air mattress. Her wet panties clung to every contour of her near-perfectly proportioned ass. Lisa looked back over her shoulder, first at me, then her wet ass and then back to me again several times.

Hey dummy! Connie said, giving me a playful slap in the back of the head. She wants a spanking!

Despite knowing how liberal Kris was regarding her daughters and their boyfriends, I instinctively looked in her direction.

Go ahead, she said. I know it's not the worst thing you've ever done to her! You know we talk, right?

I turned red, but that didn't stop me from giving Lisa a playful slap across her ass. She shrieked and giggled even though it could not have hurt. Wet material absorbs that sort of thing. (Believe me. I know!)

We splashed and played, dunking each other and knocking each other off the air mattress. I didn't worry about keeping my hands to myself, at least where my Lisa was concerned. I had just swept her up and tossed her into the water and she surfaced and wrapped her arms around my neck to give me yet another wet, sloppy kiss (I loved those!), when Kris came up beside both of us with Connie next to her.

Jim, like I said earlier, my girls and I talk about everything, Kris said. She was smiling big at me, but I wondered if I was being set up for something. I was, but not like I was worried about.

I hear you and Connie got to see more of each other than you ever had before over at the dam after the fair on Sunday, she went on. (See Chapter 18)

Lisa and Connie both smiled slyly at me. Lisa pulled away and both of them moved over to flank Kris in the water that was again up to our stomachs.

Er, that just sort of happened, I stammered, thinking I was in trouble.

Oh you're not in trouble, she assured me, her expression one that said, Silly boy. All three of them reached for the their sopping wet bras' buckles. I figured if you had the full view of two out of three Rueter women, why not make it unanimous!

My jaw dropped. Lisa, Connie AND Kris undid their bras and let them fall off their arms. Then they slipped off their panties.

I felt my cock stiffening up inside my boxer briefs. And as if that wasn't enough, all three of them swung their underwear over their heads and flung them into deep water to sink.

When we skinny dip, we do it for keeps, Kris explained with a grin that said she was enjoying my discomfort.

Your turn, city boy, my naked Lisa purred and slipped in front of me. I didn't resist as she dove under, grabbed my shorts and yanked them down my legs. I stepped out of them and Lisa surfaced. She tossed them to Connie who threw them out into deep water.

Lisa grabbed my erection under the surface of the water. Yep, he's having fun! she said to her mom and sister. God, I loved that family!

Swimming in your clothes means being country, Kris began, but being country means you don't always swim in your clothes. You have to be considered family to get away with that though.

We played for a while longer and even took turns getting knocked off the air mattress, (and getting full views of each other). I wasn't embarrassed at all. Connie and I had already seen each otherand doing much more than swimming naked, and it simply seemed natural seeing Kris and her seeing me. For the record, she was the only mother of a woman in my life I ever did see, and she was spectacular.

I bet you two want to be alone now, Kris finally said and motioned Connie to head out of the water. Unembarrassed, they both waded naked to the shore and up toward the house. Lisa saw me trying to be subtle watching them.

Go ahead and look. I don't care, she said. They want you to anyway. She was so sweet and understanding.

I watched until they got to the deck and dried themselves off. We'll keep the boys busy if they wake up, Kris called down before disappearing inside.

Well, what should we do then? Lisa asked. I was still hard despite swimming in the morning air and she was trying to climb onto me.

You already seem to have an idea, I replied.

We made love standing in the water and when we were done, I floated her on her back. It's one of my best memories of her even though I have many of them.

I did stay until Sunday and we spent every day wet in some capacity. Then it was back to Ft. Campbell and the daily grind. I headed back over on the weekends for the rest of July and the first part of August, but soon it was time for Lisa to leave for Stanford. We had a going away part for her on her last Saturday at home. Roy closed the water slide early on Saturday evening. Knowing I loved her in wet jeans, Lisa wore a pair of Wranglers and a red halter top that showed off her nipples' outline when soaking wet.

I took her home and she stayed with me in the guest room that night and on Sunday she and her mom said bye to everyone and headed for the Nashville airport. That was the last time we were together happy.

So what happened? I had a big prologue planned to lead into stories about my wife Kay and me, but with recent events in my life, I have decided to scrap that. Kay and I had some great times but they are too painful to think about right now. Maybe in time I'll create a fictional couple and tell those.

However, what happened with Lisa is what happens to a lot of young couples when they're apart. We were lonely for a while. Then we each started to find ways to have fun without the other, and yet at the same time resent the other for making us feel guilty that we were having fun. In reality, neither one of us tried to make the other feel guilty. It was just the other's existence and the fact that they weren't there that made us feel guilty.

She wanted to go to a fraternity party and I got a little upset about it. (We had never really argued before about anything, not once.) Afterward I could tell that things were different in letters and phone calls and by the time we saw each other at Christmas, it sort of blew up in our faces. We didn't see each other again after that.

So here I am now with just me and two of my kids still at home. My three biggest sources of entertainment are T.V, the internet and playing the lottery. Say, I need to check my numbers.