The memory of seeing Beth about to drop her towel and display her body in all its splendor had such an erotic effect on me that I became as rock-hard ...s I had been those many years ago.I remembered, too, that it was just the two of us in the house. There were no parents to inhibit actions or yell about what they considered improper. It fully dawned on me that there wasn't anyone to stop me if I wanted to get rid of my years of frustration over failing to see Beth nude. Without another thought,. Our lips parted and she entered me with such a passion and held me closer so that I could do nothing but close my eyes and feel her as our tongues began to entwine each others. I could tell her eyes were closed too as she pulled me closer still and my tongue entered into her as she retreated from me. I pulled at her top and she raised her arms so that the flimsy material could slide off of her easily. She lay with an arch in her back as I lay down with her and I could feel that sensuous warmth. In my lacklustre sex life up to that point, his prowess overwhelmed me.When we eventually sat down to supper, Gregor looked at me and asked, “Have you ever heard the term; valet de chambre?”“No,” I honestly replied.“Well, it’s a term for manservant, a valet, if you like,” he concluded.“Oh?” I quizzically answered, wondering why he was telling me this.“Dillon, I was thinking, that if you aren’t in a hurry to move on, I could offer you a job… For as long as you like. In that way, you could earn. They both provide luscious candy for the eyes. I noticed for sure why Jennifer said that Brianna needed a trim. Her dark pubic hair curled around her bikini bottom. Seeing it caused me to think about her entire crotch.When they came down, they were both appropriately dressed and had done their hair, looking like models. Well, Brianna looked like a model in her tight jeans and heels, but I was as prejudiced as a parent. Brianna said, "Jordan, go watch TV or work. Mom left me clear instructions.