Everyone said the same thing, "Oh, we were planning on coming anyway," but you could feel the collective relief. Home again, home again, jiggity jig.A...d then something very not-weird happened that, in retrospect, changed everything in my life.We stood at the front door pulling off our wet clothes. We talked casually, laughed at the reactions we'd received and slowly shrunk ourselves to our nearly naked core. I stood there in my boxers and t-shirt. Mom was in her long johns - an old union suit. “That’s better,” I said. “Now you’re settling in. You happy?”“You’ve no idea,” she smiled.“Oh, I’ve just thought of something else,” I said. “Now don’t get the wrong idea, but there is only one bathroom, and the loo is in the bathroom. We are going to surprise each other – there’s no lock on the bathroom door. If you want I’ll go out now and buy a lock.”“I’ve no problem with you seeing me naked, Graham. Have you a problem with me seeing you?”“No, not at all.” I said, “What about sharing the. Sally had spent an hour getting ready, even though she was likely to remain naked all evening. Sean arrived just after 5 pm. He looked a little apprehensive, but was soon running the show once he had a beer in his hand. We just chatted at first while Sally undressed in front of us. She walked back and forth from the kitchen, fetching more drinks and snacks, before he called for her to work on him.Sean was in his late twenties and had a washboard stomach and thick rigid cock. He definitely. "I think you'll like how we thank you tonight, in bed."I smiled back. "I'm sure I will."The next day, I got an e-mail from Mr. Paxton. It said: Kevin- I have heard encouraging things about you and the way you've been running the house. Your idea of getting a grill was inspired. When guests start coming (and they will start coming when the weather gets cool up north) an outdoor cookout will go over big. Note that I sent you enough charcoal for many more cookouts. If you have any more ideas to.