There was another stair case leading to the third floor on the outside of his house which was his parents room. The rest of his attic was an apartment...suite that his father was renovating to take in a boarder. His basement or den was finished with another kitchen, the third, a laundry room, a huge television larger than the 72-icnh in his living room and then a door leading the three-car garage. He gave me a little tour and saw me amazed by the whole house, but that wasnt all I was going to be. The water wasn't deep and barely covered my bare pussy. So standing there with my tits in full view, we were quickly approached by a guy, handsome looking, and had a goatee beard. We had some small talk for a few minutes before hubby and I decided to go explore the rest of the club.Goatee man followed us out and showed us through to an area with lots of sofas and a bar at the far end. Hubby and I sat down next to each other and goatee guy sat opposite facing us. Hubby loosened his towel and I. .sweet..inviting. Will you share the night..this night..with me? Will you soak it in and let it drench you in sultry sensations and urges that could carry you anywhere or nowhere? Will you do it and let me be there to witness it? The candlelight dances with the soft breeze and aromas of the earth and man float around us. Slightly salty air from the nearby beach gathers up the scents of so many things and brings them all to us like offerings..a womans jasmine perfume..wet beach sand...cooked. I loved soaring off a diving board until ... you know.What else?Well, there's always sex, but the competition from amateurs these days is fierce, though there is talk of licensed brothels in some quarters. The professional life span is about as brief as that of a football lineman and client selectivity -- I have to love my partners -- severely restricts the market, even for a bisexual.So what really turns me on, other than sex and swimming?I love learning, reading, always have, but don't have.