Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 243

Even your feet are pretty," Darlene said.

Deana waited for Darlene to let go. When it didn't happen, she said, "Thank you." Awkward wasn't a strong enough word to describe what it was like to have a girl she had secretly checked out in the showers staring straight up her legs at her crotch.

"My toes are ugly, short and fat, and two are crooked," Darlene sald. "Yours are long and sexy like your fingers."

Deana's heart raced with excitement and fear. Darlene's cheek was smooth and cool on the side of her foot. A bolt of energy vibrated up Deana's leg when her inner calf met Darlene's cheek. She felt the blood draining from her face. Her pussy lips tingled. If I don't do something soon, Darlene is going to see it, Deana thought and cursed the yellow material covering her excitement. She said. "You're a great swimmer," and when the words replayed in her mind, she thought it sounded stupid.

Darlene grinned, moved forward and stood on an underwater ledge. Deana's legs had to open to accommodate Darlene's shoulders. The redhead draped her arms over the tops of Deana's thighs. She closed her legs until they tightened around Darlene's torso, Darlene held them under her arms and laughed. "God, Dee, if you could see your face. You look terrified."

"1, um, I'm not, but, ah-"

"Relax," Darlene said. "I know you've never had a naked girl between your legs, that's why I'm fucking with you. You have nothing to worry about."

Deana wanted to defend herself, but she let out a nervous chuckle and asked, "Do you always swim naked when you're expecting someone?"

"You and your brother?" Darlene shook her head and remained in position with her tits pressed into Deana's belly and groin. "You've seen me naked tons already in gym, and Evan saw me in that." She pointed to a tiny floral bikini hanging on a chair. "What's the difference?"

Deana thought of a thousand things that were different, worse different. She could also imagine the expression that must have been on Evan's face when he saw Darlene in almost nothing. It was probably on par with her expression when she walked into Candy's room and got a full frontal view. "My brother saw you in that?"

Deana asked. "He must have, um, I can't even imagine," she sald,

thinking about the boner Evan must have popped. "He has a hard time looking at you in school clothes.

Darlene let the comment pass, and her smile vanished. "Come on, get that off and get in." She sank under then surfaced to Deana's left

Deana got up, stepped back and watched the other girl plant her hands on the edge and pushed the top half of her body out of the pool, Deana's jaw dropped at the sight of tits jostling. Bright pink and red nipples swelled. Darlene brought a foot out of the pool, and in what seemed like slow motion, she stood. Unlike in gym class, Deana didn't divert her eyes. The thick curly red bush glistened with droplets of water. Darlene took a wider stance and tilted forward, shook her head and threw her hair back as she straightened up. While her eyes faced the sky, Deana stared at the swollen wedges of labia bulging between the redhead's legs. Darlene caught her looking.

"You'll love skinny dipping. I'd never wear a bathing suit again if it were possible," Darlene said. "Mm, the feel of cool water caressing your flesh is amazing."

Deana said, "Darlene, ah, Evan?"

"I don't care if he sees me naked."

"Yeah, but-"She turned her hands up in a questioning gesture and widened her eyes-" he's my brother, you know."

"You're twins... you've probably slept with him-"Deana's heart jerked to a stop until her brain caught up with the rest of Darlene's words "when you were kids."

"Yeah, but we're not kids anymore. don't think Evan wants to see me naked."

"If I were your brother, I'd be trying to see you all the time. Mm, mm, and if I had a brother." Darlene raised her brows several times.

The conversation Deana had with Evan in his car came to her mind. "You ever worry about that, you know?"

Darlene knew precisely what she meant, and crossed her arms. Her tits were forced upward, bulging from under her forearms. "Mmhim, I guess, but not like worry about it. I'm open to, um, anything, so if it happened, oh well."

Oh well, I might be fucking my brother, Deana thought. Darlene was the kind of person she could be honest with. The redhead was was the kind of person she could be honest with. The redhead was also someone Deana could imagine cheating on Rebecca with, and that bothered her. "Yeah, okay, I can see that," she said. "If you don't know, then oh well." What if you intentionally fuck your brother?

"Or," Darlene started, then change the subject back to swimming. "Let's get in, and for Evan's sake I'll put that on."

Deana watched like an old pervert while the other girl got her bottoms on. She licked her lips and stepped forward. "I'll tie that for you."

"Good, thanks." Darlene let go of the strings when Deana grabbed them. "You got a boyfriend for the summer?"

Shit, Deana thought, this is the first real test. "No, not any boyfriend." She tried the words out in her head, I have a girlfriend, then she said, "My father doesn't let me date."

"What a waste," Darlene said and shoved Deana into the pool. She screeched until her head disappeared under the water. Darlene dove.

"Ah, it's cold," Deana said and squeegeed the water off her face.

"I know, that's why I was helping you," Darlene sald. "It's always better to just do it, all at once."

"I know," Deana said and swam across the pool on her back. Darlene resumed her exercise or ass building or whatever she considered it. Deana thought about joining in but decided to float on a raft instead. The rays of the sun quickly warmed her skin. The distant sound of the lawnmower made her consider taking off her top. Actually, she wanted to be naked. The idea of being nude outside was exhilarating under any circumstances, but in a stranger's backyard, with a classmate, and the potential for getting caught by her brother, that was intoxicating. She rolled the top of her bikini bottoms under, making them extra narrow around her hips. The crotch patch taunted her pussy lips.

Each time Darlene's head turned in Deana's direction, she wondered if the redhead could see her staring.

After a while, Deana's skin itched under the influence of the sun's heat. She lifted her head and looked down her body. A peek under the edge of her bikini showed that her groin was noticeably lighter than her stomach. She challenged the world of appropriateness and pushed the front of her suit down. The hot rays beat on her bald mound and labia. It was a silly, cheap thrill, but it turned Deana on.