Dunno, sure, maybe.

Gary looked into Bernie's big brown eyes. "You mean, if your mom wants to join the party?" Gary looked up in the sky, taking a few breaths. His memory of Bernie riding his dad's cock shifted into a vision of Joyce bouncing up and down on Hank's thick rod. His nostrils flared. He breathed in deeply and blew it out with a sigh. "Sure, okay I guess. I mean, it's hitting me..." Gary looked back at Bernie, saying. "Well, it's hitting us all at once. I mean, I didn't know mom and dad were swingers. It's like after last night, we've all gone into some crazy world." He shook his head, remembering the feeling of Lil's pussy on his cock, and later his mom's. "Yeah."

"But we're together?" Bernie said.

Gary took a deep breath. "Yeah. We're definitely together." He smiled.

Bernie smiled back. She squeezed his hand under the bubbling surface of the spa.

Gary shrugged. "So if your mom wants to bang my dad, sure, bang away."

"Ah ha ha!" Bernie laughed out loud. "But you bang her first," she said.

Gary laughed. "Yeah," he said. "But I think if you want to get with my mom and dad again, y'know, well, let's...let's talk first."

"Yeah," Bernie said, nodding. "Same thing with you and your mom." She laughed. "Or you and your dad, I guess. He totally swings both ways." She grinned. "I dunno, what do you think about this swinger lifestyle your mom and dad are into? Would you be into getting with other girls all the time?"

Gary actually blushed. "Um."

Bernie squeezed his hand. "Yeah. Together means not behind my back, huh? No hiding?"

"Yeah," Gary said.

Bernie said, "No 'oops, I'll tell her later.' Like with Sonia Rubin that time? I gotta be there or I gotta know and we gotta both be okay with it first."

"Nope," Gary said. "And you and your cousin Ben?"

Bernie blushed. "Yeah. I mean, we'd been doing it so long, I just didn't think about it until after. He was never my boyfriend or anything. Yeah. I mean I'll ask first if it could happen again."

Gary laughed. "At least I could kinda understand. He was your safe guy."

"Yeah," Bernie said. "Like you could be Lil's safe guy. I hoped."

"Yeah," Gary said. "I hope maybe I still can be."

Bernie squeezed his hand again. "Shall we go find my mom?" she asked.

Gary held her eyes for a long breath. "Yeah."

Bernie stepped out of the spa, bending over and giving Gary the same view of her ass that Joyce had done. Gary's heart thumped with excitement, knowing that Bernie wanted him. It gave him a charge, knowing how many women wanted him. How many he'd fucked, just this month. Bernie. Lil. His mom. Mrs. Sonia Rubin. And now, Joyce Bernstein.

Gary leaned forward and kissed Bernie on her right butt cheek, then her left. She giggled.

Bernie patted herself with the towel and watched her boyfriend rise from the spa, dripping, pink from the heat. She hung Gary's towel on his hard, upstanding erection and laughed. Gary laughed along with her.

He let Bernie pat him with the towel, from dripping down to damp, and let her lead him back into her house, his eyes on her big sexy buns. He'd met Bernie when he dawdled after class, watching the back of her crop-legged denim overall shorts, while she talked with the professor, and heard her asking about the same point he'd been confused on. Now she was proud to show her buns off for him, even if she fretted that they were too big. Gary's erection thickened and throbbed as he watched her butt cheeks moving.

Bernie stretched her arm back and took his hand, leading him into the house to find her mother.