She noticed the bulge in my swim trunks and asked if I liked boys. Shocked by the question, I said NO! I hung my head and said, to tell the truth I've...never been with anyone. Billie smiled and said don't worry about it, you have plenty of time to explore your choices. She asked if I wanted something to eat or drink, I said sure. Billie took my hand and we went inside. She made a sandwich and poured a glass of cola,and went back to her room. By the time I was finished eating she came out in a. Shepadded into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Getting out of her flannelpajamas (not sexy, but very comfortable), she noticed that her breasts didfeel noticeably firmer. And her butt felt tighter. And she seemed to havedropped a waist size or two. Finally, looking in the mirror, those fine linesand the beginnings of wrinkles on her 42-year -old body seemed to havesmoothed somehow. And try as she might, she couldn't find that cellulite shewas privately bemoaning last weekend as she. "Between my ass and my pussy I feel as if a fire hose was turned on me," she sighed and then added, "I wish that I could get that massage now." Well you have two options, you could book a massage at Grace Fields Spa or I could give you one," I offered."I'll think about it but right now I need a shower. Want to join me?" she suggested."Sure, then why don't we get something to eat? We can grab a light lunch at the Café d'Giorgio," I suggested."Sounds like a plan," she agreed.Sally and I showered. She ran her fingers just above the waistband of his briefs. "I like it," Jen said with a sexy smile.Gerard's cock, forming an obscene tent in his boxers. "Man you have a nice touch," he said as he drew Jen into his arms.Michael watched as Gerard kissed his wife. Gerard began fondling Jen's breasts over her t-shirt. With his other hand, Gerard lifted her t-shirt and reached into Jen's panties. Michael found it incredibly erotic to see the panties' silky material stretch over Gerard's large hand.