Gary lays it all out in the shower

"Can I come in and say hi?" Bernie asked from the door of the downstairs bathroom. Gary was in the shower. The transparent curtain did little to conceal him, and it was obvious he had a partial erection.

"Sure, if you like," Gary said. "I was almost done."

Bernie walked into the bathroom, nude as usual for home, and stepped into the shower. She snuggled up behind Gary and hugged him, putting her head on his shoulder.

"Did your mom tell you what I told her?" Gary said.

"Yeah, a little," Bernie said. "That your grandmother used to hold your hand and watch you masturbate when you were visiting her house."

"Yeah, it was so small that there wasn't any good private space, and she told me to stop hogging the bathroom jacking off to her old nude pictures and use the back window seat instead."

Bernie laughed out loud. She paused. The shower ran down on both of them as she searched for words.

"I can't believe it, what?" Bernie said.

"Yeah, Nana used to be a nude model. I found her old pictures, and they were really hot. But when she found out what I was doing, she just told me to go for it," Gary said. "And use the back window seat, stop hogging the damn bathroom."

"She told you that?" Bernie said with a laugh. "And she watched you?"

"Well, yeah," Gary said. "'Don't you be shy on my account,' she told me." He shook his head. "I guess she believes in masturbation as much as your mom does. She just kinda insisted I keep at it." He took a breath as the shower poured down. "We talked about things, I mean, she asked me about my sex life and stuff. This was right before I broke up with Sharon."

"The day in the van, how did that happen?" Bernie asked.

"She was in town visiting by herself. I was walking her around campus. It was actually...we were actually talking about me and you," Gary said. "I showed her your picture and told her about you. She likes you a lot, from what she hears. Loves your mom's book, she was reading it the night before. She gave a big happy laugh when I told her you and your mom went nude at home, and that I do when I'm over. With the kind of questions she's asking, well, I start getting hard, so she suggests I take care of myself before we get going."

"Tell me how it happened," Bernie asked. "Was that the first time she masturbated you?"

"Yes," Gary said.

He told Bernie the story of that afternoon in the van, about how Nana had talked him into letting her help, how she had cradled him in her arms while he sucked her big, soft breast and stroked his foreskin on and off his cock head. What she'd told him about, Gary's dad Hank and his brother Ned screwing each other for relief if they couldn't get a date. How Nana had told him to be good to Bernie.

Bernie sighed and hugged Gary tighter. "Wow," she said. "It was so beautiful seeing you come. She was holding you so lovingly. I felt sad because I didn't understand, didn't know what to think. I feel better now that I know more. But I left then. Did she masturbate too?"

"Not then. Not when I ever saw," Gary said. "I think I heard her in bed late one night. And she and Grandpa are still keeping it hot. She told me that doggie was their favorite position too."

Bernie laughed.

"So, I'm okay if you show off for her," Bernie said. "But if she masturbates you, I want to be there."

"Deal," Gary said. "Your mom, well...after I talked to her about Nana masturbating me, and what you wanted to know, I kinda got this feeling. I asked if she masturbates you."

Bernie nodded her head on Gary's shoulder. "Yes."

"Yes," Gary said.

"Yes. Not every time. But pretty often. Maybe once a week. Twice," Bernie said in a small voice.

Gary sighed. "Wow."

"And sometimes I do it for her," she said. Bernie let her arms drop.

Gary turned round and hugged her under the shower. "What do you think about it?"

"I really like..." Bernie started uncertainly. She took a breath and spoke louder. "I think it's wonderful. What do you think?"

Gary said, "I dunno. As long as you're okay, I mean as long as it's good. I mean I already knew you and your mom masturbate together. That she likes to watch. She's watched me twice. You and your mom do all that Pleasure Circle stuff. So I guess it's fine. That you touch each other too. Yeah."

Bernie sighed. "Really, it's okay?"

"Yeah, really," Gary said.

"You still love me?" Bernie said.

"More than ever. You still love me?"

"So much," Bernie said, and held him tight.

They held each other without words under the shower. Gary's erection prodded Bernie's belly.

They were still holding each other when Joyce stepped into the bathroom.