We settled into a spot near the poolside, bags dropped onto a lounge chair. The sun bore down hard, the tiles radiating heat with every step.

Hikari reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen. She held it out to me with that calm, teasing smile of hers.

“Put some on her before she burns.”

“Souta-kun, you’re going to put sunscreen on me?”

“Are you uncomfortable with it?”

Her eyes darted to her mother, then back at me, cheeks flushing. “It’s just… embarrassing with Mom here…”

“Why is it embarrassing?” Hikari tilted her head. “Souta-kun. Do you want to put it on me first?”

Kotoha shot up instantly. “No! Me first!~”

“Fufu. I thought so.” Hikari’s lips curved into a knowing smile as she winked. “Come on, Souta-kun. Put sunscreen on her.”

Kotoha lowered herself onto the edge of the chair, tugging at her pale blue straps so they slid down her shoulders. Her eyes flicked up at me, shy but expectant.

Kotoha-chan, you’re not shy when I’m putting stuff up your ass. Why are you shy now?

The way she leaned forward slightly, arms crossed but body trembling in anticipation, made it obvious she was looking forward to it despite her protest.

I popped the cap and squeezed a cool stream of lotion into my palm. She flinched when I touched her, her back stiff, then slowly relaxed as my hands spread over her shoulders.

“Ah… it’s cold…”

“Stay still.”

My palms glided down her back, smoothing lotion into the glowing pale skin. Each stroke pushed her straps further off, the frilled top tugging tight against her breasts. Her body quivered under my hands.

From the chair beside us, Hikari chuckled softly.

“Souta-kun, I leave my daughter in your hands.”

“Understood.”

“Don’t say strange things to Souta-kun, Mom!”

“Fufu. What’s strange about it?”

“I’ll just be quiet…”

I let one hand drift lower, my thumb brushing the edge of her bikini bottom. Her breath hitched, but instead of pulling away, she whispered faintly. “…D-don’t forget there too…”

Click.

Bzzzt.

“Hnng…~”

Her whole body jolted, a sharp gasp breaking into a quiet moan before she bit her lip. The vibrator hummed inside her, and I felt the tremor run through her thighs as I worked the lotion into her hips.

“Hhhn… ahh—” Her voice broke, muffled quickly against her hands.

“What happened, Kotoha?” Hikari asked, sipping from her drink.

“I-I’m fine!”

I rubbed slowly, fingers slipping just beneath the frill at her waist, sliding along the curve of her ass. The lotion gleamed in the sun, every touch leaving her skin slick and glistening. Her body writhed faintly under my hands, caught between shyness and wanting more.

Her whisper trembled, soft enough only I could hear. “…Souta-kun… don’t stop…”

Finally, I drew my hands back, her body shining under the sunlight, shoulders trembling faintly. “Done.”

Kotoha slumped forward, but her lips curved in the faintest smile, her breath ragged.

Hikari untied the straps of her bikini and lowered herself onto the chair with slow, deliberate grace. The glossy black fabric slackened, spilling her breasts slightly as the knots loosened. She rested her chin on her folded arms, looking back at me over her shoulder with a serene smile.

“Now me.”

Kotoha snapped upright, her eyes wide, voice cracking. “M-Mom!?”

“Don’t pout,” Hikari said smoothly. “You wanted him first, didn’t you? Now let him take care of me too.”

I found strange joy in the way they interacted. Would it be like this while they share me in bed too?

Kotoha’s face burned crimson. She hugged her knees to her chest, glaring at me like I’d committed a crime, but the faint tremor in her thighs told me the vibrator still hummed inside her, keeping her body restless.

I turned my attention back to Hikari. Thank you for the meal. Itadakimasu.

I squeezed more lotion into my palm. The cream was cold again, but Hikari didn’t flinch when I placed my hands on her shoulders.

She was used to my touch from all the massages I gave her.

Her skin was firmer than Kotoha’s, warmer, carrying the faint tension of a woman who knew her body was being touched and didn’t mind it.

My palms spread the lotion across her back, tracing down the smooth slope of her spine. Her body shifted faintly beneath my touch, a soft sigh slipping from her lips as she leaned into the chair.

“Mm… you’re gentle, Souta-kun. It feels like a massage.”

“Should I massage you while I’m at it?”

“If you don’t mind.”

I worked slower, my hands gliding down to the small of her back, fingers brushing the loose strings at her hips. The glossy fabric clung tightly to her ass, and the lotion made my hands slide easier across the generous curves.

From beside us, Kotoha muffled a frustrated whine into her towel. Her eyes peeked over the fabric, cheeks blazing as she squirmed in place, the vibrator humming steady inside her. Every touch I gave her mother seemed to make her body react harder.

“You can go lower…”

I obeyed, rubbing lotion into the swell of her hips, fingers skimming dangerously close to where the bottoms dipped. The strings loosened further, the glossy black fabric threatening to slip.

Hikari’s eyes opened slightly, glancing back at me with a calm, unreadable look. Her lips curved faintly.

“Good. You didn’t miss a spot.”

I shivered under her gaze, finding her harder to understand than before. Hikari was different today.

I finally drew my hands back, the sheen of lotion leaving her skin glowing under the sun.

“Thank you, Souta-kun.”

Hikari tied her straps again with smooth precision, sitting up with a composed smile.

“You’ve been working hard, haven’t you, Souta-kun? Your shoulders look like they’ll burn quickly. Sit down. I’ll put some on you this time.”

“Mom! You don’t have to—”

“It’s only fair. He took care of us first, didn’t he?”

She patted the empty chair beside her, and I sat down.

Since I couldn’t understand her, I will simply enjoy this moment. Thank you, Hikari-mama.

The sun blazed overhead, but the moment her cool hands touched me, a shiver shot down my spine.

Hikari poured lotion into her palms, then spread it over my shoulders with smooth, practiced strokes. Her hands were firm, confident, tracing down my arms, fingers brushing along the faint lines of muscle I’d built up.

“You really have been training. You’ve grown broader than before.”

Her palms slid down my chest, pressing the lotion into every inch of skin. She didn’t hesitate, didn’t shy away. Her touch was slow, deliberate, the faint scent of sunscreen mixing with her own warmth as she leaned closer.

I could feel her breath near my ear, calm and steady, while her hands drifted lower across my stomach. The thin fabric of my trunks tightened, my cock straining hard beneath it.

I could only fantasize about the feeling of her soft hand around my cock. I think I would ejaculate instantly.

From the corner of my eye, Kotoha fidgeted with her towel, her thighs pressed tight together, cheeks burning bright. The faint hum of the vibrator inside her kept her shifting restlessly as she stared at us, jealousy etched across her face.

Would Kotoha look at us with the same jealous look while we have sex, Hikari-mama?

I couldn’t wait for it.

“Mom… y-you’re too close…”

Hikari only smiled faintly, her hands smoothing the last streaks of lotion across my abs.

“I can’t miss a spot, can I?”

Her palms lingered a moment longer, gliding dangerously close to my waistband before she finally pulled away. She sat back with her serene composure, lips curving.

“There. Now we’re all ready.”