Dabbing down my body, I felt a little horny. I wouldn't say I'm an exhibitionist. But, I do enjoy masturbating outside in the open air. Maybe I'm an e...otic naturalist. The sun warming my skin as the water dripped off my bikini and down in between my thighs turned me on. My hand wandered down my tummy squeezing my vagina through my dripping bikini bottom, bringing that familiar erotic lift, the rise between my hips and down into my legs, the urge to expose my bare skin to mother sun and feel her. She said she was sorry that she caught me.By this time, Julie's dressing gown had fallen open a bit and I could see her huge breasts. She caught me looking at them. She said "do you want to feel them?" I said I shouldn't really. She then grabbed my hand and shoved it in her cleavage. She said she wanted me to touch and feel her breasts and nipples. She said a man hadn't done that for a long time and she wanted me to. By this time, my cock was rock hard again, and oozing pre-cum after my. The way she moved on the stiletto heals was hypnotic, the upward thrust of the heels showing off her toned muscled legs, leaving him helpless to do anything but watch her as he always had when she dressed this way.Callista seductively wrapped her arms around his neck as his towel almost fell off. He grabbed the towel with both hands as she removed one of her hands and brushed the new tent pole he's hiding under the towel. Kissing him lightly on the lips then on both cheeks, her hand continues. Mom's cheeks were flushed. She was horny, too.It was my chance.I slipped off my seat and padded to Daddy's office. I twisted the knob as silently as I could. Then I pulled the door open and slipped in, closing it behind me. He was at his chair, his reading glasses on, which made him somehow seem wiser and sexier. He pulled them off as he turned to me, a legal notepad covered in writing.“How's it coming?” I asked, sauntering to him.“It's progressing,” he said. “I think I have an idea.” He.