We toweled each other dry and I said, “Hey, I’m hungry. Wendy, didn’t you say something about staying undressed all day? Sounds good to me, le...’s go eat breakfast.” The three of us scampered down the long, winding staircase. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing on any of us. I scooped Belle into my arms. Wendy jumped on my back for a ‘piggyback’ ride. My muscular form easily carried the two petite teen girls. I headed for the kitchen. When I stepped in through the kitchen door, I stopped. Her titties were a nice small pair, about a medium sized “B” cup with no visible stretch marks.After telling her that he moved away I could see her eyes well up as she rotated her swivel seat away from me. And when she did I got a nice look at her ass which was held in nicely with those tight little shorts. However, right where her ass crack was the shorts blossomed out and I could see right down her crack. She had little tiny blonde hairs all over her ass which was typical of most natural. It would be a pleasure todeal with that, she thought. Once inside Geraldine shut the door and removed her jacket and hung it onthe chair by the dressing table, as she did so she noticed, lying on the table,a long handled hairbrush. That would come in handy later, she thought. As she turned round she noticed Julia as about to start getting undressed. ?Wait.? Geraldine commanded and walked over and sat down on the bed. ?Comehere.? She now ordered and her pussy tingled as she meekly obeyed.. Well here she stood at the door in an extreme version of this business woman look, wearing impressively tall black heels, a skirt that was definitely not safe for work and a white button down blouse that wasn't buttoned until a few inches before her tits, a black lace bra was visible with an almost impossible amount of cleavage. She was wearing glasses and a look that was very business like, as if she was my boss and I was in for it. But there was something else a hint of something to show that.