I took a few steps toward the hot tub. Junior! Dont forget the rules of the hot tub. My Fake Mom pointed at the front of the hot tub. No shoes! No Clo...hes! No problem! I smiled. I kicked off my sandals in the grass. I reached down to unbutton the front of my cargo shorts. I then took two steps up as my cargo shorts fell around my ankles. Mrs Dorian gulped. Kendra almost fell off her lounge chair. Both ladies followed my muscular ass into the hot water. My cock flopped out and hit the water as I. ”“When did you stop thinking about Angie as a possible mate?”“When I gave her the ultimatum,” I said. “And you know what? I forgot to tell you that she shared her diagnosis with me — clinical depression, anxiety disorder, and a tendency towards neuroticism.”“When did she tell you that?”“Last Summer. It would have been sometime in June.”“And how did that make you feel?”“Concerned for her, and concerned that my own actions fed into her mental illness.”“I’m not sure if you’ve studied any. " Withthat, she took out another pair of tan pantyhose and started getting them onme. I could help her out a bit as well. I stood up and we pulled them overthe panties. I felt good again. She helped me back on with the dress, and weboth waited anxiously to see how I would do now."Well?" she said after a few moments."I actually feel fine. I have no idea what the 'rules' are! But I don't feelany crazy urges right now." Well, I don't know either, but it seems like you just need to wear 'enough'of. ‘Wait, what are you doing?!’ Ian asked uneasily. He was ignored. Chloe and Rachel giggled and kept Ian seated by holding his shoulders. Ian was feeling quite uneasy because he had no idea how experienced these girls were or what they had planned for him. ‘Lauren come here, we’ll show you what to do,’ Rachel called sweetly. Lauren stood up eagerly and awaited instructions. ‘Sit on his cock!’ commanded Chloe. ‘And make sure you face us! We want to see your yummy tits jiggle!’ Lauren bit her.