I quickly realized that I wasn?t having a flashback to the horrible Saturday from several weeks ago. I was having a flashback to?. No. This isn?t hea...thy. I need to stop this. I was having a flashback to my masturbation sessions when his bare foot was in my mouth. I was getting hard. I looked forward, away from his foot, and I pulled a nearby pillow over me as if I was trying to get comfortable. I tried breathing regularly. He was finishing his milk shake so he probably did not notice. The water had literally let my minuscule bathing suit become engulfed by my cock. You could undoubtedly see my entire package and the trunks were practically an outline of my skin. Oh shit. Without thinking I hurried and bolted into the tub as fast as I could. I didn’t even realize I was now sitting right next Aunt April. The jets were on full force and bubbles were everywhere. Uncle Dan was to the right Aunt April, I was to her left, and Mom was leaning back with her eyes closed on the other. "I'm sorry, I just assumed--" She giggled,realizing she had been caught in a moment of sexism."No problem, uh--" Donna said, and checking the waitress' nametag,added, "Sandi." Let me just give you this," Sandi said to me, as she put the seconddrink, the pink one, in front of me."I don't know how you do that," I said, trying to put her at ease andapologize in my way for our causing her confusion and perhapsembarrassment, "the way you can move those drinks in those elegantmartini glasses, filled. She laughed uncontrollably, falling into me. Would you keep it down? I asked her, starting to laugh myself. Her laughing was making her whole body move up and down. They know for sure now, so why not just keep going, She said, giggling. Hold on, She said, turning around. She put her feet a foot or so from the edge of the shower and bent over some bracing her hands up against the wall. Ok, She said, turning back to me and smiling. Her glistening lips were inviting me. I couldnt say no. I.