The following day was almost identical. Thanks to my parents being out of town, I had the entire house to myself. I wore a grey button-up shirt and bl...e jeans that day, knowing what I might expect later on in the evening. I thought about calling Mrs. Sparks on Sunday, but opted out of it, I knew she would call when she was ready, plus I didn’t want to risk her husband answering the phone. Lucky for me, she called a few hours later, asking if I was ready for our get-together later on that. It was really hot water so we left the bubbles off and there was a small light inside the hot tub so anyone looking down would have a pretty good view of what we were doing.I’d had a couple of glasses of wine so I was feeling good and just relaxed and enjoyed his touch. As I got comfortable, he pulled the strap of my suit off one shoulder and began to caress my breast over my suit, but as he played, he gradually pulled down the front exposing more and more of my breast as he played with me. . I didn't care! I had to know for sure!Silky enough. They were also made from a material that is close to pure nylon, which I know is common abroad but almost nonexistent here. It's not 100% nylon because there is some Spandex in the mix, but that's great for me because I actually prefer my panties that way. But with these panties I would get to experience something very similar to nylon, and most of the stories of guys enjoying their Mom's panties I like feature nylon panties, so it's win-win.I. “Can I get you something to drink, Sir?” she asked. She offered him beer, water, or soda.“I would love a beer,” Gene couldn’t believe his luck. He loved looking at the pretty young things fawning all over him. Savannah gracefully lept into the kitchen like an antelope prancing to get him a drink.Gene looked over at Alan with a big smile on his face. “You have your daughters well trained!”“Don’t look at me,” Alan smiled back at Gene. They were old friends from way back. Gene has been fucking.