Not too swift for this weather. It's cold outside." Not too cold for those cheating husbands of ours." Bob said something about a cabin." A little who...ehouse in the woods?"Sandy set her jaw. "Sexy. We want to dress sexy but not freeze our tits off." I like my white lamb's wool mock turtleneck body suit, with the cut-away bare shoulder's. It has the skirt slit on one side to mid-thigh. It clings to my boobs and my nipples will stand out." Perfect. It covers everything but shows it too. How about. “If you help me.” I nodded and she made her way down, a little lower into the jacuzzi. She motioned for me to come up behind her and support her back. I eagerly did, putting my hands on her petite body as she lined herself up with a strong jet. I saw her reach under the water, and her hands came back up with her panties, which she gave to me with a wink. Within a few seconds I heard a moan and she quickly started to shake slightly against me. I knew all reserved nature could go out the window. My fingers penetrated lower into her sweater, as the palms of my hands safely massaged her higher up. I could feel the softness of her luscious breasts at the bottom of my fingertips, and there was no way she was unaware of the slow descent of massaging hands. She was completely aware, in fact, as she suddenly grabbed both of my arms and pulled them down so that my hands reached directly onto her breasts, over her bra. “That’s where I want your hands,” she said. “Get to work.” I massaged her. “It is striped and marked, but Mum said twelve strokes didn’t she?” “Well she does normally give me twelve but after a warm up. You didn’t warm me up did you?” I know it sounded like a moan, but I was hurting. Then she gave me the body blow. “I tell you what Dad, treat those first seven as the warm up, so you have twelve left, or if you argue I can always make it eighteen left. What do you say Dad? Twelve or eighteen, and add a nice big please.” I.