Ron heard the flush, and ran to put on his discarded, wet swimsuit. He realized he was still clutching the soiled bikini. He knew he had to clean at least the puddles of his cum from the crotch. He reached down to the corner of the bedspread and wiped off as much as he could. He tossed the still obviously damp bottoms back on the bed, next to the remainder of the suit, just as the bathroom door opened.

"Oh, Ron, I didn't know you were here." Beth said as she allowed her vision to dip down and note the young boy's still noticeable bulge inadequately concealed by the damp...