I'm going to marry her someday."

“Marry her? You guys getting that serious?"

“She got me to wear a Stanford sweater when I came to campus to visit her. I'm the fucking starting quarterback for Cal, and I'm walking around the Stanford campus wearing cardinal red. I've got it bad.”

“No shit. So seriously, you guys coming? I've think I‘11 get a couple of the old gang there as well."

“Sure thing. Let me run it by the old ball and chain, and I'll call you back."

Nate and Monica showed up. So did two others from our high school football team and three ex-cheerleaders. Danielle and Cherys had a few of their old friends come as well, and Amber had four ‘Heights’ classmates.

Despite there being three distinct ex-High School cliques present, everyone seemed to have grown up over the past few years. Everyone mixed and flirted and reminisced about the old days without any of the old politicking or social tensions. With six guys and fourteen girls, I really couldn't complain about the ratio or the view.

The boys manned the grill and the girls stripped down to bikinis and jumped in the pool. With plentiful alcohol around and the lack of any parents, it was turning out to be quite the shindig. We ate burgers and dogs, drank a lot of beer, and horsed around in the water until the sun came down Late into the summer evening.

The highlight of the party for me was just before sundown. Cherys had been chugging beers pretty steadily, and she was bouncing up and down while giggling uncontrollably. She wasn't wearing much to begin with, just a sheer, navy blue bikini that showed off a good bit of titflesh and a brief bottom that revealed more of her asscheeks than it covered.

She noticed my eyes goggling up and down as she hopped around, and then took two slightly unsteady steps right towards me.

“Wanna closer look,

David?"

I glanced momentarily at Danielle and Amber, who both just smirked at my predicament. Then I looked studiously at Cherys' tits and calmly said, "Yes."

To my surprise, Cherys shrugged, reached back, and unhooked her top.

I'd already known her nipples were rock hard, poking through the bikini, but now I was seeing a Lot more of them as she dropped her top onto the deck.

Damn, those things were as big as E-Beth's and quite possibly firmer and rounder. I'd caught glimpses of them from time to time on more than one occasion, but this was so much more intense as she was showing off in front of the entire crowd.

Cherys took two steps forward and let me ogle her up close and personal. I was sitting on a chair, nursing my Latest beer as Cherys then dropped her bikini bottoms, displaying her wet, bare-shaven pussy.

And then she climbed into my lap, ground her naked crotch against the hardon in my swim trunks, and pulled my face into her cleavage.

I groaned as Cherys beat the sides of my cheeks with her breasts, and then laughing she got back up, turned, and dove into the pool.

By this point, all pairs of eyes were on her. And when she surfaced and slicked the hair out of her eyes, she called out.

“New rule: nobody gets in the pool unless they're buck naked!"

“Oh, yeah!" One of our football buddies cheered, dropped his shorts, and went cannonballing after the gorgeous brunette. Two other guys and four girls quickly followed.

“Shall we?" Amber's voice sounded in my ear. I looked to the right and saw my girlfriend wearing nothing but her birthday suit and a smirk.

Her red bikini was a puddle on the deck, her blonde hair was golden in the dying sunlight, and her blue eyes sparkled out from the shadows.

I was momentarily embarrassed by the hardon Cherys had given me. But hey, that girl could have gotten a dead man erect. I stood up and managed to pull my trunks over my dick. And then holding hands, Amber and I jumped into the pool.