They run into a naked Jenn

Samantha and Summer walked up and entered the kitchen through the sliding doors. Still not having made his mind up about his next move, Dale jumped and crouched down to the floor, below the top of the island.

"We definitely have something upstairs for you," Samantha rubbed her friend's bare shoulder as Dale crept the top of his eyes up above the island, taking a peek of the beauties' backsides before him. Samantha was practically already nude in her string bikini, almost every blemish, mole, and scar visible. Perhaps much more interesting and titillating for Dale, however, was her friend in a towel that was more of a club dress. The bottom half of her ass was plainly hanging out. The most awe-inspiring part, however, was the right side of the towel that Summer was holding together - it was starting to come apart, and Dale could see not only up her thigh, but well past her hip and even almost to her waist!

This stupefying view only lasted for thirty seconds before the two retreated upstairs, but Dale was so struck that he could have been slapped and not noticed.

The two girls walked up to the hallway and passed by Jenn's room, where they briefly glanced at Jenn and stopped in their tracks as they noticed she was standing next to her opened dresser drawers and still naked.

"Mom!" Samantha yelled. Jenn screamed for half a second before noticing Summer, when her mood shifted from shock to guilt.

"Summer!" she walked out of her room and into the hallway, hugging the speechless girl, "I'm so so sorry for what happened!"

This hug shocked Summer, who dropped the towel and the tatters of her swimsuit. "No, no, it's okay," she started forgiving Jenn, "everyone knows it was an accident!"

"Really, mom," Samantha beheld the sight of her naked mom hugging her naked friend, "it's no biggie. We were actually just getting Summer something to wear."

"Oh!" Jenn released the hug, "need any help with that?"