No, let me wash you, Bernie.

The shower poured down on the two couples, Hank and Veevee under a shower head and Bernie, shower hose in hand, washing her boyfriend Gary. Veevee made little sounds of ticklish pleasure as her husband Hank knelt behind her and licked her ass.

"Can I do you like that, Gary?" Bernie asked.

"Not tonight," Gary said, shifting a little uneasily. "After Stu, you know."

A p-ppft! of wind punctuated Gary's statement. Taking Stuart up the ass had shaken things up inside.

Bernie laughed. "Okay, yeah," she said. "You want to wash me?"

Gary looked at his girlfriend. Bernie was naked, wet, and smiling at him, her mop of curly dark hair in a bedraggled mass. Her brown eyes were wide and bright, making her look more naked without her near-everpresent pair of glasses. The generous curves of her breasts and belly shone, her golden skin wet from the shower. A year ago, a few months ago, he never would have guessed he'd go for someone like Bernie Bernstein. But days after they met, they started having lunch together, and in a few weeks they were in each others' arms. While they'd had some ups and downs, things just kept getting better.

Gary smiled back. "Sure, let me soap you up. Can I kiss you there too?"

Bernie nodded. "I would love for you to kiss my ass. Habiba and I used to do it a lot. I really miss her."

"Yeah, you said," Gary said. "My old girlfriend S... no. Let's not ever say her name."

Gary soaped up a washcloth and took the shower head from Bernie, trailing its hose back to the wall. Inspired by how his dad started out washing his mom, Gary washed, rinsed, then kissed Bernie, a little bit at a time. Cheeks. Ears. Shoulders. Breasts, with prominent dark nipples. Gary worked his way down to her pussy lips and spread them to touch in between. Bernie was wet and slippery.

"Lightly, don't dry me out," Bernie said.

"Sure," Gary said. He wiped carefully, lightly, using only a little soap. He kissed the middle of Bernie's bush like his dad had kissed his mom. Then he soaped up the cloth and worked his way down her legs, taking extra time with Bernie's broad feet, lifting them and soaping between the toes. Gary's sister Lil was taller, but Bernie had her beat on feet. Bernie's toenails were a little rough and her soles callused from wearing sandals all the time. She held onto a grab bar as Gary worked on each foot.

"That's nice," Bernie said. "I like how you're touching my feet. We should do this again."

"Sure," Gary said.

Gary's mom and dad were still busy under the other shower head. Veevee's face was flushed pink as she enjoyed Hank's tongue job between her rear cheeks.

Hank sighed. "Okay, gotta get off my knees, Vee."

"That's all right, I'm sure you'll think of something," she said. "Or I will."

Hank laughed. "Hang on a sec." He carefully eased himself upright in the wet shower stall.

"Put it in me?" Veevee said.

"I need somewhere softer to land if you want me to take it all the way," Hank said.

"Just for a little?" Veevee said. "It's been so long since we had sex in the shower. And it's so easy to wash up, you know, after..."

"After?" Hank asked.

"After you put it up my be-hind," Veevee said.

Hank took a silver plastic squeeze bottle from a shelf. "Whatever you say, dear."

"Oh, you love it, Hank," she said.

"Gonna be a bit of a trick at the end of a long day," Hank said. "And if I come I'm gonna just fold up like you let all the air out of me. But hey, let's...whoa."

Hank and Veevee looked over at their son Gary and his girlfriend Bernie. They'd hung up the shower head on its hook. Bernie held onto one of the grab bars while Gary knelt behind her, parting her buttocks with his hands and licking deeply. Bernie's eyes were closed. Her chin quivered as her head moved with the sensations Gary was licking into her sensitive anus. She moaned as he found a specially good angle or rhythm. Gary's own penis was firmly erect, slanting upward from between his legs.

Hank's erection had been flagging from fatigue and distraction. At the sights and sounds of his son Gary giving his vocally appreciative girlfriend a loving anal tonguing like Hank had just given his wife, Hank's penis perked up again, filling up and stiffening.

"Ready now, Hank?" Veevee asked.

"Sure, hon," Hank said.

Veevee took hold of the grab bar on the wall and bent forward, presenting her generous rump. She'd allow that Miss Bernstein had a rather big and shapely rear end, no doubt one of her attractions for Gary, but Veevee knew she herself had plenty to love.

"I knew Gary was an ass man like you," Veevee said. "Ready, hon?"

Hank said. "Okay now, just gonna visit Miss Francy for a little bit."

"Miss Francy would love a little visit before you go see Miss Rosy," Veevee said, using their pet names for her naughty bits.

Hank started out in Veevee's pussy, gave her a few good strokes until they were both sighing with the good feelings, then withdrew and slicked his cock with the lube from the silver squeeze bottle. He pulled Veevee's butt cheek aside and added a little to his target, a sunburst of little pleated folds of skin the pink-red color of putty.

Veevee took a deep breath and held it. When she felt the slick tip of Hank's cock on her ass, she bore down, pressing to welcome him in.

"Oh," they breathed together. His cock head was inside but his long, thick shaft was still exposed.

"Try moving now, hon," Veevee said.

Hank tried pushing and pulling just a bit. Her ring held tight round his shaft right under his crown. Even with the slippery lube, he couldn't move much. "Mm," Hank said. "Not gonna be anything dramatic tonight."

"That's fine," Veevee said. "Miss Rosy is really, really happy her gentleman caller could visit tonight. I missed having you up my butt. Just like this is fine. Just move a tiny little bit."

By now, Gary and Bernie had been watching for a while. Bernie had watched as Hank had penetrated Veevee, and soon after, Bernie had lifted Gary's chin and had him stand up to join Bernie in watching.

Gary was fascinated by the expressions on his parents' faces. Hank's cock bridged them, penetrating Veevee's anus just head-deep from behind. They both looked intent, serious, Hank a little more focused on Veevee, Veevee a little more focused on her sensations.

"Do you think we...?" Gary said to Bernie.

"No, I'd be afraid of falling down," Bernie said. "You're bigger than anything I've put in my butt, too. I really, really want you up my butt. But not in the shower. Not tonight. Sometime when it's just us and we can really take our time."

"Yeah. You're right," Gary said.

They stood and watched Hank and Veevee. Their anal coupling looked tense and awkward, but as they watched, they saw Hank's expression soften into a smile and heard Veevee laugh at something Hank said.

"Okay hon, we better call it," Hank said.

"All right, darling," Veevee said. "Easy up now. Miss Rosy doesn't want to let you go."

Hank slowly worked his way back and out. "Ahh, there."

"Whoo-hoo," Veevee said. "Thank you, darling."

"My pleasure," Hank said. "Reach me the soap again?"

The four of them finished their shower and started toweling off in the bathroom under a fan and infrared light.

Hank asked Gary, "How did you feel about us watching you in the living room?"

"I thought I was so busted," Gary said. "But then I saw you were just watching, well, not just watching, but enjoying it. Enjoying Stuart do his thing." Gary swallowed. "Enjoying watching me. Kinda weirded me out."

"But not for long?" Hank asked.

Gary looked at Bernie, then back to his dad. "It's like what Mom said." Gary looked to Veevee. "We're all who we are. We like sex. We like watching. We all know it. Why hide it?"

Bernie hugged Gary.

"You up to anything more than watching with us?" Hank asked.

"Wow, oh, I dunno," Gary said.

Hank extended his open hand close to Gary's erection. "Shake?" he asked.

Gary's hand trembled. He could just reach out and grab Hank's cock and his dad would do it to him too.