There was a group starting soon of old women aerobics or something like that and there were too purvey old men sat on the seats watching us. I turned ...o Jess and whispered “let’s play innocence” Jess quickly agreed. I had no idea what she planned to do but we knew the old women would be arriving from the changing room shortly. I watched as Jess swam to the ladder and she loosened her pants slightly while the old me were distracted, she said loudly to me “best be off now” to get the men’s. But I did not react when I turned my face towards his side, as he was in standing position his pants was right in front of me and I cud see a bulge on it. Now slowly he moved his hand further down and stopped just above my puss.And then started to massage as he was checking he touched my puss as well. It was feeling great for me. He might have noticed, he said he needs to put the stethoscope on my bare stomach to check as it was heavily wounded.I was scared and also enjoying but even before my. I went to the bedroom and slipped out of my nightdress and decided to get a black basque and stockings from the wardrobe, as I was putting on my stockings and running my hands up my legs I was getting more and more turned on thinking what a treat this guy was in for, little did I know it was me who was going to get a treat!As I walked in to the kitchen I could see he was turned on by my attire, black basque, black panties, black stockings with black heels and bright red lipstick, I could see. After a minute of this, I push her away from me. “Now hold on a minute,” I say while trying to catch my breath. “What exactly is going on here?” I ask her. “Haven’t you ever just wanted to do something crazy?” she says, “Here we are alone in the elevator, stopped between floors. They should be sending someone soon to see if we are okay.” She crosses her arms, reaches down and grabs the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over her head. No bra. She shakes her hair away from her face and looks at.