After that, any time they came over, one of the first things they'd do would be rid themselves of the encumbrance of the top half of their suits. Emma finally told me that they'd decided that they liked the feeling of swimming and laying in the sun topless, and that my casual acceptance of their semi-nudity made them feel a lot better about it. Even so, both kept the cloth handy on the off chance that their mother came over — neither thought that she'd understand. The gate they and Andrea used had a noisy spring on it, so the sound of the gate opening would give them time to grab their tops and jump in the pool where they'd be out of sight while they got them back on; something that proved necessary a couple of times. Both times that happened, they had an attack of nerves afterwards. The first time, they kept their tops on the rest of the time they were swimming; after the second, Emma, then Gail, opted to go topless again after a few minutes.

Once they'd gotten comfortable about being topless around me, I finally let them talk me into joining them for a swim again. It wasn't difficult to get them into a dunking contest again, and even though I was careful not to actually put my hands on their tits, I still got enough of a feel of them on my arms and chest and back to appreciate how firm they were. Neither girl seemed to have any problems or concerns about the contact while we were playing, or afterwards.

Andrea got the promised promotion, and the pay raise that went with it.

She also discovered that she'd also acquired some additional duties — duties that made it necessary for her to work later than she liked, and more often than she wanted to. But the additional income was too good to pass up, so she accepted the necessity of the added hours.

Those additional later hours meant that she wasn't home as much, too.