He stood up, and was briefly lost in the moment before undoing the first button of his shirt. I stood up as well, folded his hands in mine, and then p...oceeded to undo the buttons of his shirt. Almost giddy with arousal, I took off the shirt, and the t-shirt underneath it. Now, I looked admiringly at the man’s solid chest, while undoing his belt, and fumbling with his pants button.At last, it popped open, and I let the pants drop. The man stood before me naked now, except for his underwear. I. I insisted upon meeting her for coffee. And she reluctantly agreed. We met at Barista; she was wearing a white silk shirt and a gray pant. And was looking attractive to catch fellow drinkers’ eyes. Soon our conversation went out of control and we were becoming louder, we decided to go out of the public place and I invited her to my house and accepted as still she had to prove that all men who watch porn are filthy. I wanted to prove it was perfectly normal act. It was early afternoon and my. It may have been a fine line I was toeing, but I'd made my peace with it then and there. Now, I could certainly handle a little innocent skinny-dipping.Or maybe even not-so-innocent...Since the hot tub was a private one for the house, it would take a little while to heat up. I braved the cold to start up the heating elements and then returned inside to find the girls breaking out the champagne glasses and making munchies while watching New Year's Eve specials on TV. DJ passed me a champagne. She took off her coat and entered the bedroom, where a redhead was sleeping. They kissed. Soon they were making out, then they got down to some serious sex. I liked it when they rubbed their nipples together. I was fascinated by the blonde's nipples. Her breasts were firm, not overly large - and sported nipples that must have been almost an inch long. The redhead paid plenty of attention to them, too. It even looked like she was chewing on them.I started rubbing my thighs together. By the time.