Would You Take My Son

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This story is about the day to day activities of two adults and two children that form a family. It includes bisexual, cross generational, and young friends sexual exploits. If it were published as a paperback, it would have around 500 pages. If you are just entering this story, you may want to start at chapter 1: www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/would-you-take-my-son/would-you-take-my-son-1.html

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This story is written and copyrighted by The_Curmudgeon@Yahoo.com

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Chapter 16, Moving to Seaside

Since we had to be at Seaside by 10 AM Monday, we left Natural Arches Sunday morning for Los Altos and spent the remainder of the day packing our personal items we would take with us to Laguna Beach.

Donny and I packed our house, Karen packed up for her and her mom.

Important papers, mementos, clothing, the lamp I made in 8^th grade woodshop, books, were all packed up.

None of the furniture, linens, towels, kitchen stuff, or dining room was to go. Just our personal items were packed in the Suburban. There would be no room for bicycles this trip.

I did take the bath scale, it was the old kind you used to find in a doctor's office that you had to slide the little weights around. I thought it might look cool, in an antique way by the pool.

When we were all done, our personal items from two houses didn't fill my Suburban. I thought that was sad. There would be another trip, but there wasn't that much left to take to our new lives.

I will miss seeing George and Martha nearly every day and the impromptu swim parties. But we arranged for Todd and his wife Rose to take over my house and Mary and her husband Jeff to take over Jenifer's. We tried to charge them each $1.00, but they turned down our offer calling it charity. They did agree though to take over the existing mortgages. Neither Jenifer nor I had any use for our old houses and knowing that friends, who otherwise couldn't afford a house, would enjoy them and raise their children near their grandparents, made it all ok.

We drove south on the San Diego freeway Sunday night exiting to Laguna Beach. We found Jenifer at her hotel and moved into her room. Now, we wouldn't have to make the mad dash tomorrow morning to arrive on time. We could have a nice quiet morning with a casual breakfast.

Our appointment to meet Steve Zee the developer, Trudi our agent, and Fredo our interior designer at the Seaside house for the final walkthrough was at 10 AM. But we were so hyped that none of us could sleep past 7. We went to breakfast, but ate little as we were just too excited. Waiting around was killing me so when a men's store opened at 9, I took Donny in and bought him clothes he could wear to his interview at Oxford Hall. We exited the store at 9:30 with new underwear, polo shirt, pants, shoes and socks. Back at the hotel Jenifer and Karen were waiting and we pilled in her car for Seaside Dr.

We were early but our agent was already there. She told us escrow was only waiting for this walk-through and could possibly close today. Our independent inspection had only found one problem, a hot water heater wasn't hooked up. It took them less than 10 minutes to correct the issue. Steve Zee arrived and we all headed inside.

Our agent walked us through the house methodically checking each thing off her list she carried on a clipboard. Somewhere along the way, Donny and Karen slipped away, bored with the whole process. Fredo arrived and joined us on the tour. Every room was inspected, no door left unchecked, no closet light was not turned on. In the first bedroom we checked, there was a wall switch that did nothing. We flipped it a couple times expecting something. Steve Zee explained it was supposed to activate the curtain rods. We looked up, but there were no rods. "I know we have those. I ordered them myself. I saw them come in. I'll have a crew over before noon to install them. They'll be done today. I told Trudi not to write up that as a problem, I trusted this guy. All his other work was top notch. We finally caught up with Donny and Karen when we got around to checking out the pool. Actually we found their clothes first in a pile next to the lounge chairs. They were both playing in the pool, naked of course. The Steve Zee commented, "Same way my kids swim too. Can't keep suits on them. But I don't have a pool but since this pool was finished, they've been swimming here. By the way, we're neighbors now, I live in that house just up at the top of the hill."

We completed the walk-through with not one issue.

Trudi had everyone sign off the final walk-through and hustled to the escrow company.

Fredo took me back to the hotel where he could make phone calls to everywhere they shopped the past four days telling them to send the deliveries. I drove my Suburban back to the house to unload the personal items. We stored everything in the garage.

I was barely unloaded when the first delivery truck arrived. Fredo looked like a traffic cop at rush hour directing burley men to which room they should take their box or piece of furniture. As each man passed him you could see him checking out their butts. The crew to install the curtain rods arrived and apologized profusely that they had forgotten to install them earlier.

I needed to get out of the way, so I joined the kids on the pool deck. It was a hot day inland, but the breeze off the ocean brought comfortable temperatures to the beach and our pool.

At lunchtime I convinced the kids to go to lunch with me even though it necessitated getting dressed. I asked Jenifer and Fredo if they wanted something and they both said to bring them something.

We drove back downtown and located a nice place to eat and had a leisurely lunch. I also ordered a Tuna Salad and a BLT to go.

Next door to the restaurant was a Men's Formal Wear Store. We went in. I explained that I was getting married an a few weeks and my son and I would need matching tuxedos. He showed me the selections that also came in Donny's size. When we decided on the style I let him know there was another requirement. We would need to be able to remove them quickly. The jacket would not be a problem, but the shirt, tie, and cummerbund would all need to be one piece that we would not have time to fumble with buttons. He was unflustered and said no problem. His seamstress could replace the buttons with fake ones and install snaps what would come open with a single pull. The tie could be sewn to the collar and the cummerbund, could also be sewn in place one on only one side and would come off with the shirt.

That sounded great, let's do it.

He called a younger associate to work with Donny and he worked with me. Karen went with the younger guy and Donny.

I'll let Karen tell you what happened in the Boys department, I didn't get to see it, but I would have loved to have been there.

So this hot guy took us to the boys department and asked Donny to take off his shirt and shorts so he could take his measurements. Donny stripped out of both pieces while hot guy had his back turned. Well you know Donny, he wasn't wearing underwear again and when hot guy turned back around, you should have seen his face. There was Donny standing on the platform surrounded by three full size mirror naked except for his shoes right there in the middle of the store. It was hilarious! He mumbled something about that just wouldn't do. He was looking around for something Donny could wear, and I offered my panties. I slipped my shorts and panties off, and handed them to Donny. I put my shorts back on, but the poor hot guy was so embarrassed. You should have seen the bulge in his pants. You would have thought he'd never seen a naked boy or girl before. Most of these guys working in boy's departments would give their left nut to be in this guy's place right now.

Donny put my panties on and looked really cute in them. He stood still while the stud measured his neck, shoulders and length of his arms. He reached behind Donny and brought the tape right across his nipples to measure his chest, then moved down and measured his waist then lower to his hips. He measured from Donny's waist down to the floor then reached into his crotch supposedly to measure his inseam, but to me it looked more like he was just coping a feel of Donny's balls with the back of his hand.

I asked the dude if they had any really cute under pants, you know, the hip hugger kind that looked like speedos. In red, please.

He disappeared and brought back the kind we wanted in Donny's size. I asked if he had any that would fit me. I asked him if he wanted to measure me and started pulling down my shorts. He told me emphatically "No." and he disappeared again returning with the next size larger and suggested I try them on in the dressing room.

This is so much fun, trying on clothes in a boy's department. I went behind the curtain, took everything off and put the undies on. I walked out and the poor guy creamed his shorts when I stood in front of him in just the underpants with my little tits hanging out asking Donny what he thought. Donny said he liked them.

I told the guy we'd take both packages since we needed matching underwear for the wedding.

He brought out tux pants for Donny to try. They were way to long and he was marking them with chalk, he drew marks on his legs to show the length and drew a V-shape on his butt crack to reduce the waist size an inch. He took the pants back and brought out the jacket. More marks with the chalk on his shoulders, and down by his wrists, then some by the seams on the sides near his waist. He said that he was done and we could get dressed.

I saw dad coming and I turned towards him and asked if he like the underwear we found. He said yes, but aren't those boy's underwear? Well yeah Dad, but we need matching underpants for the ceremony. Dad look at the guy helping us, saw the large wet spot on his tan pants and understood what we were doing.

OK, thanks Karen. I'll take over the story again at this point.

I sent Karen and Donny to the dressing room to get Karen back in her own panties and for both of them to get dressed and bring me the red underwear. We then went to the shoe department to get matching black slip-on shoes. I paid for the tuxes, the shoes and the packages of underwear. When they asked for the delivery address, I had to admit I didn't know my own address. I told them it was the new house on the point at the end of Seaside Dr. Not a problem sir, I know the house. We'll deliver these by Wednesday evening. We took the red underwear and shoes with us.

On the way to the car I admonished both children for what they did to that poor salesman, making him cum in his pants, you're really bad. It didn't work though, my giant grin and the couple giggles I couldn't control gave me away. It was pretty funny. I stopped at the hotel and made some phone calls. I made arrangements for the phone company to install two new lines. When they asked how many extensions I needed I had to stop and think about it. I told her at least 7 maybe more. The she asked what handsets we wanted. I told her a gold wall-mount for the kitchen and 3 of the Trimline sets, and a multi-line desk phone for the office, all in beige. She told me it was ok to change my mind as long as the installer was still there. He could put in as many plugs as we wanted, and that we could always add more handsets or exchange them later. The installer would be out Tuesday between 9 and 11 AM.

We got back and Jenifer and Fredo were still going crazy. I delivered their food and they asked where we've been. I explained that Donny and I now had our tuxes and they'd be delivered Wednesday.

They complained the fries were cold. I told them that's why engineers invented microwaves. I got a French fry thrown at me for that one.

I told Jenifer to ask Karen what they did to the salesman at the men's store.

I snuck up to the master suite and looked around. It was magnificent. The furniture was beautiful, you could tell it was high quality. And the view, I love this view. I told Jenifer they were doing a wonderful job, and I got a kiss. I asked if we could help by making the beds. No, the linens and towels haven't arrived yet.

It was time to get out of the way again as another large truck arrived and unloaded a bunch of boxes to the kitchen area.

That night we stayed in Jenifer's hotel room again.

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Tuesday morning we drove back to Seaside early as more deliveries were expected. The buzzer went off at the front gate at 8:30, two trucks and more boxes. It was the living room and dining room.

At 9, the phone company arrived to install the phones. He wanted to see where I wanted each handset installed. He suggested the kitchen first. Kitchen phones are usually in a convenient spot for whoever was working in the kitchen. We found the spot where a long cord could reach the entire kitchen. Then he noticed. "Uh, sir? You've got a preinstalled phone jack here. Can I see the rest of the house?" In each room he was able to find another jack. I hadn't looked for them, I didn't expect the builder to have been that thoughtful. I'm liking my neighbor, Steve Zee the contractor, more and more.

He went outside and found an access panel for the incoming lines. The conduit for underground service was already in place, all he had to do was snake the wires from the house through the conduit to the junction box. Next was to hook up the extensions. He took me to his truck and showed me a better color than gold for the kitchen. Each of the 4 rooms I wanted a phone in, he checked out first and suggested a better color than beige. The office phone he showed me was perfect. It stored numbers and dialed them for you and I could put a call on hold and answer the other line and it even had a built-in speaker for hands free talking. All the extensions he installed were on the main floor and he suggested at least one on each of the other levels so we added one to the guest bedroom floor, the lower floor in the game room, the TV room and another in the theater. He noticed the kids swimming in the pool and he suggested another outside by the pool. He went out to hook it up and Donny walked over to where he was working and said hi. The phone guy did a little double take when he realized Donny was nude but went back to work. I apologized for not warning him and he told me that on about 20% of his inside calls, he encountered nudity, usually the lady of the house trying to seduce him or children, like Donny. He had to change the transformer in the access box so all the phones could ring when a call came in. He gave me papers to sign for the installation and a copy with our new numbers for me.

Around 10 there was a knock at the front door. It was Mike from Mike's Electronics in Corona.

Donny had answered the door in his usual state of undress and brought Mike with him to find me. "Mike, welcome to Seaside. As you can see, we're just moving in. I walked him around the 3 levels, I specifically showed him the theater, game room, bedrooms, family room, living room, and finally the pool deck.

What do you think? You're the guru, what do we need.

"Well your theater is top of the line. You've got great speakers, and best projector on the market. Only thing you need in there is a library of really great movies.

Movies!

It suddenly hit me. I hadn't pack any of my movies, especially the one documenting the birth of a baby!

"What do you suggest?"

"Movies are personal. All depends what you like. Best I can do for you is to buy them for you. If you can get me a list of the movies you want. I'll get them at about $3 each, and they won't even be bootlegged.

"OK, what next?"

House wide sound system separated into zones so you can have music in any combination of zones, with multiple inputs, while allowing different inputs to transmit to different zones simultaneously.

"What's that mean in English?"

"Means you can have your tunes in your bedroom, living room and kitchen, while little cutie Karen can have her music in her bedroom and on the pool deck, and little man can do his thing in his bedroom. There's a couple ways to do that. One is cool, but expensive and complicated, other way is separate bookshelf systems in each area. I'm thinking plan `B' on this one."

"OK, what else?"

"Home security camera. You have a voice based system that allows you to talk to the front gate from any of several in-home receiver stations. How would you like to be able to see who was out there too?"

"Oh, I like that!"

"How many monitors you want? Each one is about 12" square and 14" deep. I would recommend one on each level.

"OK, we'll take 3. Is one camera enough?

"Yeah, you got cliffs on 3 sides, this place is a fortress. One camera will cover the whole front approach."

"Ok add the camera. Anything else you think I need?"

"I got nothing, bro. `Less there's something you want."

"That's all I can think of. Do you need and money up front?"

"That is a bunch of stereo stuff and speakers and the camera and 3 monitors... Could you front me $300? I gave him $500 and thanked him for helping out with the wedding audio equipment. Be sure to bill me for the consultation today and anyone you need to help you install the stuff.

"Yeah, will do man."

There were no more trucks scheduled for the rest of the day and we began to relax. I made a batch of margaritas, I took one out to the pool to join the kids. I finally took my clothes off and swam with them a little, then relaxed in the lounge chairs sipping my Jimmy Buffett frozen concoction. Fredo had gone home for the day but Jenifer was still unboxing, washing and organizing the kitchen. I snuck in behind her and wrapped my arms around her then unbuttoned her blouse. I pulled it from her shoulders and she complained that she needed to finish.

"Nonsense, everything will be here tomorrow. You've done a wonderful job and it's time to relax in the pool. I slid my hands down her sides and into the elastic of her shorts and panties and continued till they were around her ankles. She kicked them off and gave up. She turned, wrapping her arms around my neck and locked herself onto my lips. What had been tumescent became fully erect and found its way into that special little opening between her legs which she had wrapped around my hips. I carried her out onto the deck and down the steps into the water.

Two sets of young eyes had watched us as since we left the kitchen. Karen said, "Geese Louise, you guys are hot."

Walking she had bounced up and down my shaft with each step. Now in the water my pelvic thrusts took over with a slow steady rhythm. Karen moved over to Donny and said, "I'm so Horney, put yours in me – now!" Donny complied willingly and they fucked with abandon. Karen and I continued making love until we both cummed together. We left the pool and relaxed on the lounge chairs, sharing my drink.

There was a knock at the door and I looked at Jenifer asking, "Another delivery?"

"Don't think so."

We went to recover our clothes but Donny got to the door before we could fully cover up.

Donny recognized Steve Zee and allowed him entry. He arrived with his wife and his two little boys.

"I hope we weren't interrupting anything?" He asked as we finished pulling on shirts and pants. "This is my wife Susan and my boys, Tim age 10 and Tom age 11. Just wanted to come by and introduce the family and formally welcome you to the neighborhood. I also wanted to make sure the curtain rods got installed and everything else was OK.

I suggested to Donny who was still standing there totally nude with the little boys checking out his ample equipment, that he should take the boys to the pool while we looked at the house. They looked at their dad with those puppy dog eyes and he shooed them towards the pool. "Go. Be sure to introduce yourselves to Karen."

The four of us walked through the house, he checked out the curtain rods and he was pleased with the work. Then he wiped the floor under them with his hand. "What's that for?" I asked.

"I'm just checking to see that after drilling the mounting holes that they cleaned up properly. In all my projects, I always stress excellence in workmanship. I still can't believe we forgot to install them. That's so unlike me. He tested the rods opening and closing them.

"Wow, I couldn't even hear the motors! Jenifer exclaimed."

"Those are the best and quietest on the market. I wouldn't use anything less." I was impressed with the work ethic as well as the man.

We walked through the rest of the rooms, Steve pointed out features I hadn't even noticed. Most were little things, but they were those extra little things that made for a high quality home. Jenifer and Susan went their own way looking at the furnishings that had so far been delivered.

As we arrived back at the pool I suggested that we join the kids and began undressing. Steve said, "But with your daughter in there? I explained that we're naturalists and naked adults were nothing new to them. We played with the kids 20 minutes or so tossing bodies around before getting out to relax in the lounge chairs.

Are you ok, with the kids playing with each other Steve?

"What? You mean playing around while naked and what might happen between hormonal teenagers?"

"Yeah, that. Both Karen and Donny are pretty open with their bodies and have sex with each other, other kids at the resort, and sometimes adults."

"So you mean if Karen comes on to me, it's ok if I respond?"

"If Karen comes on to you, you won't be able to resist. Donny might come on to you too. Karen's on the pill, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Well neither of my boys have virgin butt holes. They have some older cousins that started fucking them about a year and a half ago. And I know they do each other now. But they and their cousins are all good friends and "no" means stop, and nobody gets hurt."

"That's the way it has to be. I always enforce that with mine too and that you're always trying to make your partner happy."

"You mentioned other kids at the resort, you talking about that nudist place out near Riverside?"

"Yeah, Natural Arches, we're members out there. We have a 4 bedroom mobile home out there that will sleep up to 20 people. Donny, Karen and I were out there this past weekend. While Jenifer shopped for the furniture, I was meeting with our wedding planner. We're getting married out there in 3 weeks. I just bought our matching tuxes yesterday downtown."

"Sounds interesting, my wife and I have talked about trying it out one day, maybe we could go with you some time. It would be easier if we were with someone we knew."

I saw Donny working with Tim. He had the youngster sitting in his lap on one of the pool steps and was masturbating him under the water. I didn't think he had his dick up the boy's ass, I didn't notice that kind of activity.

As we watched Donny and Tim, I changed the subject asking Steve a lot of questions about his construction business. He had 3 full time employees and usually worked one job at a time. I asked about if he ever wanted to expand and he said yes, but that would take capital, and lots of it.

We noticed Steve's oldest, Tom, was facing Karen very closely. Her arms looked like they were under his butt and he and her arms were moving back and forth in unison. I asked Steve if he thought the boy was fucking Karen. We watched for a while and he said, yeah, it does look like it. Steve wondered out loud, "If he is, it's probably his first time with a girl. He doesn't have any female cousins."

Jenifer and Susan stepped out on to the pool deck with us and asked, "Are our children fucking already?"

Steve replied, "Well, it looks like my Tom is fucking your daughter, but we think Tim is just getting a hand job, we didn't see any activity that looked like anal penetration, but it is a possibility."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. Donny's got a 6" penis, it would have taken some effort to get it in."

"Well, they can both take that size. They've got a couple cousins at least that big."

Jenifer and Susan went back inside to the kitchen and started organizing again.

Steve and Susan invited us all over to dinner at their place since our kitchen was still a mess. Over dinner we mentioned going back to the hotel tonight since our linens hadn't shown up yet. Steve's wife, Susan, said, "Nonsense, I can loan you pads and a couple sets of sheets. What do you need? King? Queen?"

Jenifer asked for just the Cal King set, we can all sleep together tonight.

 

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