I wasn't ashamed and I wasn't trying to hide it at all. The Coach went around the backside of the bench to spot me, and I could tell he was more focus...d on one bar rather than the other. As I finished my set I put the bar down on the rack and laid there for a second. Before I could even make a move, the coach was leaning over the bar and rubbing his hands across my chest. My shirt was still on but was sticking to me from being soaked in sweat. He massaged my chest for a few minutes before he. Don’t worry. We can take it slow,” she reassured me.“Do you have anything smaller? I’ve never had anything in there, not even a finger,” I said to her, admitting how little experience I had in this particular arena.“Unfortunately, I don’t baby. And I’m not going to use my fingers tonight, my nails are too long, okay?”“Okay,” I conceded. I wasn’t disappointed. I hadn’t really planned or bargained on having my ass explored, it could wait.She then continued to massage me some more, occasionally. A groan turned all eyes toward Adam, emerging from the bedroom. Christine laughed and ordered, "Bath, droolie-boy," pointing toward the bathroom.Adam rubbed his eyes and nodded before slowly making his way to the Jacuzzi."Well, my," Becky sultrily moaned, leaning in to kiss her brother and wrap her hands around his stiff cock. She looked down at his erection and said, "Good morning to you, too."Dan groaned and said, "Still a little sensitive." Not too sensitive, I hope?" Jenny asked, rubbing. I thought it was kinda weird though that she had a new bag of my coffee. I walked over to the refrigerator, and found a new jug of orange juice, so I poured a glass. Again, I thought it was strange that Cassie had my brand of coffee and orange juice. As I looked through the refrigerator, I also noticed several other items that are my favorites, and all in new packaging, unopened. Has Cassie gone to the store early this morning? I wondered. She must have. She didn't know I was coming over, did.