Often she pictured her son walking in as a man brought her to screaming spray. She would be unable to do anything but spray jets of total pleasure whi...e she locked eyes with her boy. Unable to contain herself she fantasized about being seen like that without a choice. Unbeknownst to Laura, at that moment her cunt fired from the thought of being seen —her son watched— her legs, spread to the sun, exposed and aimed her thinly clad pussy and asshole directly to her watching son. She had no idea. “No, never did it again.”I didn’t know what to add, so I just let it lie there. We went on to talking about other things.We left the bar before closing time and headed home.Clay was driving, and after several minutes of silence he said, “Back to my original question, are you actively gay?”I drew back and frowned. “What do you mean ‘actively’? I’m not dead for God’s sake.”He laughed. “I just meant do you make out?”“Not as much as I’d like to,” I said.There was a beat, and then, “Would you like. There were more than a few times Phillip caught the guys looking at her sexy ass or staring at her nipples as they poked through her dress when they were admiring her cleavage. Lisette wasn’t totally oblivious to the attention as she did what she could to keep her man’s attention. She wanted to get him back for the little trick he had played on her on the plane but she had to be a bit more calculating in her maneuvers as to not have them backfire on her as they did earlier in the day. . For some reason, still unknown to me, the idea never took off. Things quietly reverted back to the status quo and that’s the way it has stayed. We get a few men here that are Lifestyle Nudists - just like Jack and Susan will be tomorrow - but they are few and far between.”The phrase ‘just like Jack and Susan will be tomorrow’ hit home hard to both Jack and Susan. They quietly turned and looked at each other and blushed again.“Are you still scared about tomorrow?” whispered Jack to Susan.“Are.