There was an old ugly crossdresser having a drink and talking to a surprising hot little bar girl. I ventured up stairs to try and find my friend and ...alked into a the level which was even darker and smelt heavily of cum and sex. I was so nervous but SO horny as I walked past a couple of men with towels around their waists, eyeballing me up and down and giving me a slight nod as I walk past. I walk down a corridor and find my crossdresser friend; a chubby man with a kind face, a slutty lingerie. ’ ‘Please take us home with you,’ Zoe chipped in enthusiastically. It needed clarifying. ‘You girls need someone much younger than me, someone your own age... hey!’ Zoe had kicked off her ballet pump and a bare foot arrived at my crotch, toes tracing the outline of my growing bulge. ‘My god!’ she squealed, ‘he’s got more than enough for us, he’s fucking huge.’ ‘Mind your language,’ I rebuked. I’m a bit old fashioned about that sort of thing. ‘Yes Daddy,’ she said contritely removing her. "I'm not just talking about Monday night," she said. "You never called me at all." Yeah, well, this thing isn't going to work, Maria," I said. I guess I was whining a little."Don't knock it, if you haven't tried it," she said."It won't work because I'm too insecure about my job." Paul wouldn't send you down over a personal issue!" she said."No, I don't think he would. But once it got out that one of his players was -- dating his daughter, it could get extremely awkward. Not just for me -- for. On the third dive, immediately hitting the water, I pulled on my trunks and allowed my momentum to do the rest. They immediately fell to my ankles, whereupon I subtly kicked them off, now being at my deepest in the water. It was evident to some spectators that I was now naked, but as I swam to the side of the pool, it became obvious to all. I pulled myself up out of the pool, and stood for a few seconds, peering into the pool, looking for my trunks. It took a few seconds for the water to clear.