Her cousin Ben and women at the Pleasure Circles

Joyce cleared her throat and Gary met her eyes. He wondered how long he'd been naked in the living room with his girlfriend's mom. The sweat from their earlier masturbation was dry now.

"You need to tell Naomi Bernice that you have two male partners you're enjoying oral sex and anal intercourse with. That your friend Peter is also your sexual partner, as well as your father," Joyce said.

"Okay," Gary said. He could hedge, but he couldn't deny it.

"You've been very good to my daughter," Joyce said, "She loves you very much. Not just for your beautiful penis, whose pleasure you've been so generous to show to me today, but for your kindness and sweetness to her. I think you can be good to each other as long as you're honest and loving and understand each other."

"D-does Bernie have any other lovers? Or anyone she has sex with? I mean, besides you?" Gary asked.

"She has intercourse with her cousin Ben when she has a chance to visit him," Joyce said. "They've been sexual partners on and off for a good while. They trust each other. They try sexual things together for the first time." She laughed. "They don't get along that well, though, and they've never 'gone out' together. They're more like lab partners than lovers. Ben has girlfriends of his own, finally. And my daughter has you."

"Oh." Gary said. Bernie had been to visit Ben at college just a few days ago. She'd said she'd had a good time. A good time IN BED, like the fortune cookie thing.

"She had some girlfriends she was seeing sexually, but she let them go since she's been with you," Joyce said. "Or they left her, perhaps. So that's pretty much it. After masturbation, my daughter has the most sex with you, then with me, then women at my Pleasure Circles, and lastly with Ben."

Gary felt a little pang that Bernie was seeing her hand more than himself, but truth to be told, as much as he and Bernie were having sex with each other, masturbation still had the edge for Gary too.

The front door opened and closed. "Mom!" Bernie called from the front of the house. "Lil and I are back."

Gary's eyes widened. What would his sister think if she caught him with the obvious evidence of having masturbated in front of Joyce? He folded his legs in the chair and crossed his arms in front of his penis.

"Hi darling!" Joyce greeted her daughter. "Did you tell Lillian that we're nudists at home?"

Bernie and Lil stepped into the living room.

Lil laughed. "Hi, Ms. Bernstein," she said. "Yes, she did. No biggie. Especially a day like today." She fanned her face with a hand. "Hi Gary!" She looked at his bare shoulders over the chair back. "You been swimming, or are you just, like, when in Rome?"

Gary looked over his shoulder at his sister. The trip to the mall with Bernie seemed to have perked her up. She was carrying a couple of small shopping bags.

"Hi Sis, you're looking good," Gary greeted Lil. "I cannot tell a lie. I'm naked."

"Thought so," Lil chirped.

"Hello Lillian...Lil?" Joyce said as Lil nodded. "Please call me Joyce."

"Hi Joyce!" Lil said.

Gary worked his smile up to almost full power. "Hi Bernie!"

"Hi sweetie," Bernie told Gary. "I'm going upstairs to change out. Lil, you want to?"

"I'm not gonna be the only person who's wearing clothes in the house. Not on a day like this," Lil said.

The scorching heat of the summer afternoon had filtered inside as a dull, muggy heat. The cross-draft from the side doors kept things bearable for those with skin bare to catch the gentle breeze.

Lil followed Bernie upstairs to undress.

"Um, excuse me a sec," Gary told Joyce. He ran to the bathroom to wash off the sticky evidence of his earlier masturbation in front of her.

When Gary was finishing up, he heard splashes from the pool outside. A nude Lil was in the pool, batting a beach ball back and forth with a nude Joyce.

Bernie was waiting for him in the living room. She looked expectantly at Gary. "Got my note?" she asked, her eyes dipping shyly.

"Yeah," Gary said. She had confessed to watching through the window of Stuart's Super Surf Van on the day Gary had, well, sucked and fucked his own father Hank to mutual climax, the day after his dad had walked in on Gary dicking his friend Peter. Bernie loved him, loved watching him, and still wanted to be with him, but she insisted that when he had sex with anyone else, she had to be right there. No secrets. Joyce had read the note and backed Bernie up, even to offering her house as a place for Gary to fuck his dad or Peter. As long as he was honest with Bernie.

"What'cha got to say?" she asked.