He could tell that I was really turned on, and he totally got off on it. He told me to have a good time and "enjoy myself". I knew this was his way of...saying "Go for it!" I could feel myself getting wet with the anticipation!After dinner, a few drinks, and lounging around their place for a while, they invited me to go down to their hot tub. I really wanted to turn the heat up on them, so I told them that I didn't want to go out in a cold, wet bathing suit (which was still hang drying from the. Com)Dear Miss McKay,Please, please accept my abject apologies. I have never thought you were a "bad" girl and I don't think that about you now. I have made a terrible mistake as I thought because I couldn't understand what you were trying to explain to me about yourself that maybe you were just trying to have a little harmless fun and giving me "clues" about yourself like a riddle to challenge me to solve the riddle that made you a mystery to me. I was enjoying very much the "game" and was. Thank you for doing this for me." The pleasure is mine, Cindy. I have heard through the family grapevine about the schism between you and Candy. Nobody seems to know what caused it. There are several lounges here, one for dancing and one with a piano bar, but I think it would be best to get a quiet table in a cozy nook where candlelight inspires quiet conversation." That would be perfect, mio amico. May I call you that?"The delight on his face is clear. "I would be honored, amica."We make our. His tongue slipped out, moisteninghis lips, and he began to look less like a timid youth and morelike a hungry wolf. I loved it.Jeff was mesmerized by my tits, which are a nice 38D size. I hadalways been proud of them, though I usually dressed to downplaythem (not out of shame, but to avoid being hassled by oglingleches). But I didn't mind this ogler in the least. Under hisgaze, my nipples hardened out. Even taking my panties off wasanticlimactic, as my son barely noticed, so taken was he.