Yes.

"Sure - that would be fun!" Paul agreed.

"Well, we didn't bring any swimsuits and it is pretty hot." I said hesitantly.

"Paul, couldn't he fit into your Grandpa's swim trunks - I know that Nina could use one of my suits - it might be a little small, but it will do the trick." Wendy smiled mischievously.

"I think you're right - c'mon Richard, let's see if you can fit my honorable Grandfather's trunks - you are heavier, but he is nearly your height. I think you'll just fit."

"Well, I don't know..."

"Oh please Dick, can't we swim - I really want to." asked Nina sweetly.

With a bit of grumbling, I let Paul lead me to one of the guest rooms, and he pulled open a drawer and dug out his Grandfather's trunks. He left to change in the Master Bedroom with Wendy. I looked dubiously at the garment in question. I shrugged and changed out of my clothes. I then stepped into the legs of the trunks and pulled them up. They grew very tight as they went up my thighs so I wiggled, jumped and pulled them up. Finally, they got past that obstacle and I was able to pull the cloth up under my gut. I looked in the mirror at the white and green trunks and didn't like what I saw.

They were those kind of trunks you see in the 1950's - sort of like "Granny panties" that go up nearly to your belly button. I turned around in front of a mirror and saw my cheeks sticking out more than I liked. I rotated and saw the straight line of cloth that stretched from my crotch to the lower row of fat below my belly button. The cloth was so tight. At the very front in the white section of cloth you could see 3 big lumps - my jutting soft dick and my balls. I ran my thumbs under the seam of the legs to get a bit of loosening of the cloth to bag it up, but it didn't help much.

"Let's go!" yelled Paul from the living room. I walked slowly to join the others. Wendy was wearing a swimsuit so small that it appeared to be triangular pasties on her breasts and mound and floss over her hips and down her ass. She had the body to pull it off! Nina had a bit more demure bikini on, but since it was Wendy's, it was a bit small and there was a prominent camel toe working there for all to see. Paul, of course, had his Speedos on, and again I marveled at the engineering of the cloth that was strong enough to contain the tubesteak and tennis balls that he had to stuff into it.

We left the house and went to the pool. Paul showed off by doing to a platform board and standing on his hands and launching himself off it with a push up style thrust which he then tucked and flipped into a perfect dive. Wendy dared not to jump in, here little (but full and tight) Asian voluptuousness prevented too vigorous stretching of her micro bikini. I jumped in from the side of the pull and Nina used the diving board to do a swan dive. We paddled about and talked and periodically got out to try some other jumps or shenanigans. Paul got back out and got on the diving board and jumped up and down more than a few times before spring off. His package seemed to be a couple of seconds behind the perigee or apogee of each hop and I saw Nina's eyes widen and she muttered "Good Lord!" This caused Wendy to look up and laugh in appreciation.

I went under the water and opened my eyes to watch the scene above. I saw Nina and Wendy's limbs stroking the water as they stayed upright and talked. Suddenly, I saw Paul's body slicing between them with his bulge leaving a wake behind like a rudder! I came up for air just as Wendy decided to lunge towards the deep end of the pool and my head bumped into her ripe, pert breasts accidentally. She let out a yelp and Paul and Nina asked what's wrong.

"I think Richard just felt me up!" she said with a laugh as I surfaced. I blinked mutely as Nina looked at me with surprise. "I didn't see her!" I protested meekly.

Paul swam next to me and pushed me to the shallower end. He stood up and then reached around my back and lifted me out of the water. "What are you doing, messing with MY girl?" he yelled playfully. He then hefted me several feet away and I made a huge splash. I stood up and said "Man - that's not cool!" Wendy continued to laugh, until we all noticed that my grazing blow to her breasts had loosened her top, and it was sitting above her jutting nipples instead of hiding them. We all laughed as she covered herself with her hands and ran out of the pool.

After that we decided to go back to Paul's house to have some refreshments and relax. As we walked back, Paul cupped Wendy's cheek with his hand and said "Girl, you like to show off dontcha?" She laughed and pointed down at his obscene bulge and said "Oh and you don't?!" Nina laughed and I joined in as we held hands.