With a simple tug, my jeans and boxer-briefs dropped and I soon was as naked as the day I was born. As I reached for the red, navy and white plaid swi... trunks, I caught a glimpse of movement around the dark Jacuzzi through the open glass door.Knowing that Lynette, and her still beautiful mother might be watching me from the dark porch, my manhood twitched and slowly began to respond to the mental image of being in a Jacuzzi with two smokin’ hot ladies. I tried not to make it obvious that I was. Len went on to explain."Because I have more freedom in the dance, as I get to the end the movements tend to stretch my legs apart a little, well quite a lot actually, so I shall have to shave for a start, and wear the small cache-sexe, except in those countries that do not require them." My puzzlement was even greater now."So in some countries you could be completely naked?" She nodded."It depends on the venue. In some countries you don't have a problem, but in others if it's a public theatre. Not man. You’ve been dating boys. Oh I’m sure some of them seemed mature enough. At first anyway. Let me guess again…’ ‘Go ahead. You’re good at It.’ she says with a sad smile. I smile back. ‘Sorry about that. It’s actually part of my job description. Anyway like I said let me guess. You got started doing it in high school. You were a senior but you were dating the freshmen. Always younger guys.’ She just looks at me. Then slowly nods. ‘How did you know that?’ she asks. I tentatively try a sip. .."Hi" I say sleepily. I'm standing shivering in the doorway wearing just a vest and shorts. You can see my nipples poking through the material."Always answer the door dressed like that do you?" you ask with a smile."Oh hush and come in, it's cold" I reply grabbing your hand and pulling you in, closing the door quietly behind us. I lean back against the door and pull you hard towards me, both hands in the waistband of your jeans. You put out your hands to stop from falling then lower them to my.