“Of course honey, but first, why don’t you come closer.”Patricia held out her arms, and he scooted over to her. When he was close, she began to ...hat.“What we are about to do never leaves this house. You will tell no one. If you do,whatever this becomes stops. Do you understand?”“Yes.”“Okay, now give me some room.”He obeyed, and Patricia opened her legs, showing her pussy to a man for the first times inyears.“Now honey, this is a pussy,” she began. Intending on giving him a full anatomy lesson.. I became aware of my sexual behaviour, fetishes, and my assets through the sex and some porn that I started watching. Not that I never watched it before or masturbated, more like lusted for new things to try in sex. It actually became clearer through a conversation that I had with them after sex. It was on a Sunday. So we just had sex. All of us naked in the living room. Yeah the living room. The sex wasn`t restricted to our rooms anymore. We started having small interactions in the bathroom,. If only some of these rich stuck up snobs realised what was happening not that many yards away from their own homes!We eventually reached the large Swiss style garden chalet and entered, again I was surprised for I thought it would be cool inside and looking a little like a sauna (all wooden and bare) but it was stylishly decorated and the chalet was warm and inviting, there were already several couples lounging around butt naked engrossed in chat and the occasional foreplay.We were told by the. "Is there something I can help you with, Ma'am?" the clerk asked me, ignoring his customer.I had spotted what I was seeking. The condom display was next to the counter."See if you can find the potato chips," I said to Jeannette, pushing her in the direction of the far aisle, adding, "Go with her, Jess."The clerk handed the other customer his change, and looked at me, expectantly. I picked up the first pack of Trojans that I saw, and handed the clerk a ten dollar bill. He looked at me for a long.