The more the merrier.

After 5 minutes of watching Jeanne making cookies, Tom settled back into the tv, and Brian resumed my massage. I kept my head turned, not only to keep an eye on Brian, but I seemed to be the only one still into Jeanne's cookie channel. Kindred spirits, and all that. Imagine my surprise when I saw mom whisper to Jeanne, giggle, and wink at me, followed by Leanne pulling the strings on her bikini, and letting it fall to the floor. She stepped her fuzzy boots to the side, and I saw her positively beaming to me. I grinned back as hard as I could, and mom whisked her bottoms back up the stairs. It was nearly 5 minutes before the boys noticed she was now bottomless. Her cut butt poked out as she opened the oven to insert the cookie tray, and the squeaky door gave her away.

In unison Brian and Tom shouted, “Jeanne!” She popped back up surprised, smiled, waved, and continued putting the cookies in the oven. Tom looked mad for all of 10 seconds before I saw him bite his lip. Jeanne came towards the living room and said, “Cookies in 15 minutes!” with genuine cherubic glee. I got up to let Jeanne retake her seat, and returned to my own chair, much to Brian's chagrin. He seemed to be a little less hurt when I took my natural seating pose. Jeanne raised an eyebrow at my flagrant exposure, but I said, “I've been sitting next to him cross-legged for 20 minutes, he has seen my vagina.” She laughed and actually sat cross-legged herself, even though her apron covered her lap as she leaned into Tom. We fell into the end of The Thing for the next ten minutes, well most of us did.

Brian was just keeping watch to make sure my pussy hadn't fallen off. The cookie timer went off, and Jeanne jumped up happily. We three watched as she returned to the kitchen. Her cute butt and the gap between her thighs that gave a subtle hint of her labia. It was sexy, and I hope she knew it. I was starting to understand Brian a little better.

Mom came back downstairs at the sound of the timer to help. Together they got pot holders, and a platter ready for the cookies once they cooled a bit. “Sweetie, do you want to sit down while they cool for five minutes?” She said, “No thanks, Ill wait” with a smile.

I cheered her, “Go girl, show that ass!” So for 5 minutes we watched as she waited, watching her butt and legs clench as she adjusted her feet and the like. After what didn't seem like long at all, they began transferring cookies to the serving tray. Jeanne beamed with pride as she brought the plate over to the coffee table, and announced cordially, “Dinner, is served.” We all applauded her wonderful show as she wiggled back to the kitchen to put up her put holders, when the angelic blond shocked us all. Since she had finished cooking, she simply untied the apron and hung it next to the others in the kitchen. She waited nervously while facing us in nothing but her boots until the gasps subsided. Her breasts had little pink nipples that were perfect for her size. I was impressed by the definition of her abdomen. She wasn't just skinny, she was quite in shape. I was most surprised that there was no hair at all around her pubis. Just a slit that stood there patiently, waiting for our response to its sudden appearance.

I was the first to start clapping, but the boys eventually pulled their tongues back in their mouths and joined. Jeanne, after having said almost nothing since she came down with my mom said, “Thanks Maria, I would have never had the stomach to try something like this without you here!” and she ran in and gave me a hug. The boys watched the mass of squishy lady bits wiggle around silently, and then our hug broke. I put my fist out for a fist bump, and I said, “Naked sisters for life!” She met my fist with hers and resumed her seat on the sofa. “I have always wanted to be naked in front of people, I just never knew it would ever be more than a fantasy!” She said. “I think its plenty of peoples fantasies to see you naked, so it works out” I replied with a laugh. “Ditto”, she grinned back.

We were shocked out of our moment of bonding by another key in the lock. For the first time in about an hour I remembered how naked I was. We all froze as once again the setting sun shone through the open door. Me on my chair, the three on the couch and even mom still standing at the kitchen. My dad hesitated a second, made sure his eyes had not deceived him, and let out a long sigh. “I knew it would happen eventually. Nice costumes ladies,” he said before heading up to his study. He paused half way up the stairs. and turned to look at me. “Emperors new clothes?” he asked. “That's the one”, I shot back. “I don't get just wearing the boots Jeanne, but I guess I don't understand kids these days. Be safe.” He said tromping up the stairs. The whole room started breathing again, which slowly turned into laughter.