Morbid

Heather and Kelly came back downstairs after twenty minutes and wore matching bathing suits.

“This is embarrassing.” Kelly whispered. “Why did you buy two suits?”

“We look like twins!” Heather said and put an arm around Kelly's shoulders. “Plus, you need to shake that cuteness and move into prettiness!”

Kelly remembered that Arnold had just called her that and she blushed.

“Aww! Still cute!” Heather said and gave her shoulder a squeeze, then looked at Arnold. “I hope you're okay with wearing a pair of girl's shorts in the pool.” She said and handed him the biggest pair she had. “You can't wear normal clothes in the pool, so you need to change.”

“Okay.” Arnold said as he stood up and pulled off his t-shirt. When he reached for his shorts and unbuttoned them, Kelly lost her nerve.

“We'll be outside!” Kelly said and grabbed Heather's hand and dragged her out the back door.

“Hey, he was changing for us.” Heather said with a laugh.

“I know!” Kelly said and her face burned. She was pretty sure she couldn't look at Arnold naked again.

“You need to get over your shyness, Kelly.” Heather said with a grin. “Until then, give me a hand with the pool toys.”

“Can't we just swim?” Kelly asked and followed Heather to the side of the pool and the waist high cabinet there.

“I'm pretty sure this is Arnold's first time in a pool, so we have to put on a show for him.”

Kelly rolled her eyes. “Okay, but no noodles. Those things hurt when you whack me with them.”

Heather laughed and handed her a blow up animal and the hand pump, then grabbed two of the large inner tubes and another hand pump. They were nearly done when Arnold came out of the house wearing the girl shorts.

“Oh, god.” Kelly whispered and turned her head away, her face bright red again.

“What?” Heather turned to look and had to cover her mouth to stop her laugh. She had thought the shorts would have been sufficient for Arnold to wear, and they would have been, had he kept on his underwear. Since he didn't, he was swinging all over the place as he walked. The shorts also had long slits on the sides, so they billowed out and showed a lot of him. A lot.

“You're like a dream come true.” Heather said and handed him an inflated inner tube. “Toss that into the pool.”

Arnold flipped it up and over the short fence and it plopped into the pool. Heather could have done that herself; but, she had asked him to toss it and not carry it, so she didn't complain. It was her own fault.

“This one's done.” Kelly said and handed the inflatable shark to Arnold, who looked at it and turned it around. “It's a shark.” She said and he looked at her.

“It's missing the supplementary fins needed for propulsion.” Arnold said.

“It's not a real shark.” Heather said with a laugh and finished the other inner tube. “It's a pool toy.”

Arnold tossed it over the short fence and then tossed the inner tube Heather passed to him.

“Just the big rubber ducky left.” Heather said and unfolded the large yellow thing. Both she and Kelly had to use the hand pumps to inflate the thing, because it was huge. “Arnold, you need to carry this one to the pool. Don't toss it.”

Arnold waited for them to finish and close the air holes, then he picked it up carefully and walked around the fence and laid the large rubber ducky in the water. What followed was one of the oddest experiences Arnold had ever had. Heather and Kelly really did make a huge show out of playing in the pool. They rode the shark and chased each other around with it, floated in the inner tubes for ten minutes and didn't do anything else, then Heather rode the rubber duck and sang a song about it.

Arnold actually lost track of time as he watched the spectacle, and that hadn't happened to him before, either. The back door of the house opened and Claire stepped out wearing a pair of shorts, a snug t-shirt, and her work gloves.

“What's going on out... oh.” Claire said when she saw the two girls were playing around in the pool and Arnold was watching them. “You know what? I think that's a good idea.” She said and turned around and went back into the house. Heather and Kelly hadn't really noticed her and kept playing.

Claire came back out a few minutes later and she wore a very slimming one piece red swimsuit that had high cut hips and the plunging neckline showed off quite a bit of cleavage. She walked over to one of the patio lounge chairs beside the pool, put on a straw hat and sunglasses, then laid down to relax in the sun.

“Arnold, be a dear and get me the sunblock cream, would you?” Claire said. “It's in the downstairs bathroom in the hallway.”

Arnold nodded and left to go get it. He was back a minute later with the bottle and walked over to her.

“Thanks, sweetie.” Claire said and put some on her hands and rubbed her thighs and calves, then her forearms and upper arms. She did a quick application to her face and handed him back the bottle. “Can you do my back, please?” She asked and rolled over.

Arnold saw that most of the suit didn't have a back to it, so he put some lotion on his hands like she did, then rubbed it into her skin. He covered her back and saw that she had missed the backs of her thighs, so he added a bit more lotion and rubbed it into her thighs, too.

Claire let out a little moan as his strong hands massaged her thighs, even though she hadn't asked him to, and now she was completely relaxed. “Thank you very much, Arnold.”

“Do me, too!” Heather said and walked over to lay down on the next lounge chair.

Arnold nodded and added more lotion to his hands and since Heather wore a bikini, there was a lot more back to add sunscreen to. So, he made sure to cover all of her back and moved down to her thighs. Heather let out a similar moan as he inadvertently massaged her thighs as well. She rolled over and looked at him with desire.

“You can do the front, too.” Heather said.

Arnold added more lotion to his hands and started to rub her thighs, then moved down to her calves as he copied Claire's movements. He moved up to do her arms and shoulders next.

“Don't forget here.” Heather said and touched her abdomen and then her chest.

If Arnold had any clue about the look Heather was currently giving him, he would have had her swimsuit off and would be having sex with her. He was oblivious though, so he rubbed his hands into her abdomen and covered it with sunscreen, then did her chest.

“Th-thank you, Arnold.” Heather said and closed her eyes. Just like her mother, she was completely relaxed after having Arnold touch her like that.

Kelly had stood there and watched both Heather and Heather's mother enjoy getting suntan lotion applied, and she was quite envious. She debated with herself if she could walk over there and ask him like Heather did, when suddenly Arnold was there in front of her.

“Do you need sunscreen, too?” Arnold asked her.

Kelly really should have said no, and even her brain told her to say no. Unfortunately, it was too much temptation for her body to resist and her head nodded before she could stop it. She received proof that she should have said no, right after Arnold led her over to the next lounge chair and she sat down on it. She could see him. All of him. Arnold stood over her and added lotion to his hands and she stared right at his exposed crotch.

Oh, my god. Kelly thought and her face flushed red as she blushed.

Arnold bent over her shoulder slightly and applied sunscreen to her back, while his penis bobbed and weaved right in front of Kelly's beet red face. He then had her lay down as he knelt beside her and she stared at his face as he added sunscreen to her thighs and then moved down to her calves, then he moved back up to do her forearms, upper arms, and shoulders. Without being prompted, he did her abdomen and then moved up to her chest.

Kelly bit her tongue and stopped herself from moaning as he massaged her breasts. She had a couple of dates try to grope her and she didn't like it much. That was why she normally kept herself covered, so she could keep the temptation hidden away. In a bikini, she was almost completely exposed. For some reason, even though she still thought he was a bit creepy, she knew that Arnold was only applying sunscreen and wasn't trying to abuse the privilege of touching her.

“Thank you, Arnold.” Kelly said and she was proud of herself when her voice didn't shake at all.

Arnold nodded and stood up, then he started to apply it to himself. Kelly didn't quite see that, though. She only had eyes for his shorts and its nearly completely exposed contents, until he rubbed his hands on his abdomen and caught her eye. She watched his hands as they moved up and rubbed lotion on his chest, then he handed her the bottle without a word and sat down beside her with his back to her.

Kelly didn't hesitate and added lotion to her hands, gave a quick glance to see that both Heather and her mother had their eyes closed, then she indulged in a bit of fantasy and rubbed lotion into Arnold's muscular back. She made sure to cover it all and then handed him the bottle back. She gave him one more look and then closed her eyes.

Arnold took the bottle of sunscreen back into the house, then came back out and laid down beside Kelly. He assumed it was nap time or something, because he could hear the even breathing from both Heather and her mother. He looked at Kelly and she looked close to sleep, so he closed his eyes and took a nap, too.

Claire woke up after a little while and rolled over. She was a little stiff from having her head turned to the side like it had been, so she sat up to stretch a little. She saw Heather was sleeping soundly beside her and that Kelly was beside her. She twitched a little and looked like she might be having a dream, and Claire's eyes drifted over to Arnold beside Kelly. She saw his penis hanging out of the side of his inadequate shorts and accurately guessed what Kelly must have been dreaming about.

It's definitely a hard thing to get out of your mind once you've seen it. Claire thought, then almost chuckled at her pun. She remembered what it had felt like to have it thrusting into her and she felt herself contract down below, as if it was asking for it. No, I... I can't... I let it happen once. I can't let it... happen... Her eyes locked onto the object of her thoughts. Again. Oh god, I want it again.

Claire moved almost against her will and stood up, then slowly walked around the lounge chairs. When she reached Arnold, she resisted her urge and didn't start playing with him. Instead, she lightly touched his head and he opened his eyes to look at her.

Don't say no. Claire thought as she leaned down to whisper. “Come inside with me.”

Arnold nodded and followed her inside the house. Claire walked through the kitchen and went into the downstairs bathroom and he was right behind her. She didn't tell him not to follow, on purpose this time, and she shut and locked the door. She pulled on the bathing suit straps over her shoulders to expose her breasts and peeled the suit down and over her hips, then let it fall to the floor.

Claire caressed her breasts for a moment, then she turned around and bent over the bathroom counter. “Arnold, kiss it and make it feel better, then make love to me.” She said and looked back at him.

Arnold was already hard and had the shorts off, so he walked over to her and knelt, then he did as she said. He worked her up with his mouth until she came, then he stood and easily slipped inside of her, because she was ready for him. Claire gasped at the lovely intrusion and then she moaned as he moved in a steady rhythm and added the things she had told him about the last time.

“Yes... oh, Arnold...” Claire moaned. “Massage... my breasts...”

Arnold reached around her and pulled her almost into a standing position and kept pumping into her. She braced her arms on the counter and Arnold gave her breasts the best massage they had ever had.

“K-kiss... me.” Claire panted as she turned her head to the side and Arnold met her lips with his and they made out as he plowed into her. She moaned almost continuously as he moved in and out of her for several minutes. Then, without warning, he came inside of her.

“MMM!” Claire moaned and flinched as he filled her up inside, and that made her body contract and grip him tightly, then she came as well.

Arnold slowed down and came to a stop, then he slipped out of her. Claire turned around and hugged him as she kept kissing him, then she broke the kiss and looked down at him. He was still hard, so she grabbed a towel and dropped it on the floor. She knelt down and took the tip of him into her mouth and sucked on it a little to get the last few drops out.

Claire looked up at his face and licked her lips. “I've wanted to do this ever since I saw it.” She admitted, even though it was a horrible thing to admit to her daughter's boyfriend, then she went to work on him. Unlike Heather, who had some experience with it, Claire was very, very good at it.

Arnold watched in fascination as he received different kisses on the same spot. Some were similar to the ones Heather had done and others were so different that he thought Claire must have been doing it wrong.

Claire saw his expression and stopped for a moment. “I know a lot more about these things than Heather does.” She explained, took a deep breath, then she went back to work. Since Arnold had already finished once, it took a few more minutes, even with her expertise, to get him to finish again. Unlike the two times Heather had done it, Claire didn't use her panties or a soapy towel.

Arnold widened his eyes slightly, which was his version of a shout of exclamation, as Claire opened her mouth and kept stroking him. She showed him, for the first time, what actually came out of his penis as he came. It spurted out and over her tongue, then it went down her throat and she swallowed it. After a few seconds, she used her tongue and lips to clean him off completely, then she stood.

“Thank you.” Arnold said and kissed her.

Claire was startled at first, mainly because she literally just sucked him off and could still taste him. She managed to ignore her shock and kissed him back, quite enthusiastically, then broke the kiss a few moments later and stared at him.

“You're a good girlfriend.” Arnold said.

“Wh-what?” Claire gasped.

“Heather said only good girlfriends will kiss a man's penis like that.”

Claire opened her mouth to refute that, then thought about it. “Heather's your girlfriend.”

“Yeah.” Arnold said. “So?”

“I can't be your girlfriend, Arnold.”

“Why?” Arnold asked. “Can I only have one?”

Once again Claire opened her mouth to say that yes he could only have one girlfriend, then she realized that would be a lie. Men had many girlfriends, sometimes all at the same time, especially if they didn't agree beforehand to make their relationship exclusive.

I am going to regret this. I just know it. Claire thought, then spoke. “You can never tell anyone that I'm your girlfriend or that we have sex.”

“I know.” Arnold said. “You told me not to tell anyone before.”

Claire nodded. “Put the shorts back on and go upstairs to the spare room and get a shower. I'll grab a quick one here and then I'll start supper.”

“Okay.” Arnold said and slipped the shorts on. He was still hard, so the flimsy shorts with the slits on the sides didn't hide him at all.

Claire held in her laugh and reached down to stroke him a little, then tucked him up and under the waistband to hold him in. “You really are the best boyfriend.” She said and kissed him. “Now get going and make sure no one sees you leaving here.”

Arnold nodded and walked over to the door, opened it a little to look out and didn't see or hear anyone, so he slipped out and closed the door behind him. He looked out the back of the house and Heather and Kelly were still beside the pool, so he went upstairs and took a shower, changed, and went back downstairs and sat at the kitchen counter to wait for supper.