" Let me guess, she got a hostile reaction."Krys nodded. "They don't seem to understand that a man will react to their body and clothes before he hear... their arguments. They'd better cross their legs while in court, or judges and juries will know what brand they're wearing." I've tried to keep that in mind," I said. "Of course it doesn't hurt that boys hit on me from Day One. They assume someone who looks like me is willing to hop into the sack with them." Well, you are. But most guys would be. When we got there I just removed my jacket and it didn’t take long for them to start groping me, even the bartender joined in by taking off her top. While the bartender and I were kissing each other the 5 guys were pulling the rest of our clothes off, while we got on our knees and continued to kiss and caress each other’s breasts as the guys jacked off and shot their cum all over our faces and tits, which we cleaned off of each other. After the guys left, she locked up the upstairs and the two. There were quite a few of her co-workers there, including a couple that were on shift. We mingled and grabbed some food and drinks.About 9:30 the fireworks were set off and the host was walking around making sure everyone had a full drink. We all decided to take a swim so my wife and I went to the bathroom and changed into our swim suits. I won't lie, she looked so yummy. Her tits and ass were barely covered. Everyone swam and drank for a couple hours. During that time we never had an empty. 'Does your daddy notice you'?'In what way', I replied, deep down knowing exactly what she meant. My breasts were developing, small and barely perceptible, not quite brassiere fodder yet, but a sexual deliciousness that they were suddenly there, and a switching-on of an invisible wire that connected my nipples to my clitoris, my body was changing, and I was struggling to come to terms with my sexuality.Girls do talk about the first men in their lives, their daddies, and the bonding we physically.