Just after I arrive one of the girls, Charlotte, gets out of the pool and walks to a table near me. She’s a beautiful nineteen year old of average h...ight, jet black hair, snow white skin, never tans or goes red in the sun, breasts are nice firm handful, and athletic build. Sauntering up to me she says, “Mind if I swim nude?” She’s known to prefer girls but is one hell of a tease.I reply, “No, I don’t mind you swimming nude if you don’t mind me fucking you in the pool when you do.” She gives me. Not enough to live like I had been used to anyway, and I refused to sponge off my parents. I just had to be independent of them.A girl I knew told me about this so called dating agency. Men paid you to go on dates with them...no sex...not even a good night kiss if you didn't want to. But of course I found myself quite liking some of them. First it was kissing them goodnight, then letting them go a bit further, and then of course I ended up in bed with one of them. It wasn't a great step from. He was ideally rubbing himself and I could see the glint of precum coating the head. I quickened my pace to get to my room and the bag of toys I had already gotten ready the night before. As I mounted the lest stairs, I heard Ambers voice floating in through the window. I rushed to my room and looked down onto the pool area. I saw Amber with her hand in her crotch, talking to someone. There was only one person that it possibly could be. I went back over to my bed, put on the strap-on I had. He undressed as he stroked himself to this vision of pure feminine emancipation, but he had to stop, as he wanted to cum inside her and not onto the white tiling on the floor, she was out of it, oblivious to being watched, never had he witnessed a woman masturbating so freely, what a wonderful vision for any man to see, let alone hear her having an orgasm, but he reminded himself she would cum on his cock, which he would bury deep in her, and at that reminder, he stepped between her open.