He said hello and we went inside and, after a couple of minutes of slightly awkward small talk, he led the way into the living room which had the curt...ins drawn again. The fact that the curtains were drawn at mid day signalled to me that there was no question that we would be enjoying some more sexual pleasures and my cock was now pretty much fully hard and bulging in my shorts.I'm going to get undressed, is that ok, he said and I nodded and we both started to undress. I was nervous but quicker. ” Then she hands the towel out to Chelsea. “Dry off and then bring the bucket of clothes and the towel to the washer.”Chelsea follows the instructions and comes inside. She follows Katya to the utility room & the clothes go into the washer and Katya restarts it. Katya notices Chelsea holding her arms and shivering.“I’m sorry,” Katya says, “it gets chilly at night and I don’t have the heat hooked up. “You can have this.” She takes off her robe and hands it to Chelsea. Chelsea takes it and looks. She wore khaki color shorts and a black tank top that nicely displayed a moderately sized rack with just a touch of cleavage. Then there was John and Caroline. He was probably six foot tall with curly salt and pepper hair, a hint of a stomach roll evident, he wore light khaki shorts and a white polo. She was a petite blond with her hair fastened up in a bun. Everything about her was just plain and simply gorgeous – perfect skin, perfect smile, perfectly manicured, perfect little ass in a pair. It’s easy.” “But, naked? Are you into… you know, girls?” She let out a huff. “This isn’t about me, this is about you. But I told you, we can stop this any time.” It was awkward. It was embarrassing like hell, but that, I surmised, was the goal of the whole experience. A minute later and with racing breath, I was standing in front of her stark naked, and her eyes roamed over my too small tits. “I thought they’d be bigger,” she commented. My cheeks exploded in color. “I - I tend to wear.