In the change room, Dianne removed her top and hotpants in front of me and then took a towel and went to the sauna naked. I looked at her as she was s...ripping. She had such a good figure, a tiny round ass that was firm and a small set of breasts. She had a g sting tan.I stripped my lime hotpants, which were sweated out, and I took off the halter, pulled a towel around me quickly and followed her to the sauna. The sauna was a steam room, and as I was about to enter Dianne was opening the door to. All I was wearing was a pair of shorts and Babs was wearing a sports bra and shorts. When I answered the door, Becky’s eyes instantly surveyed my sweaty torso and smiled. Then she saw Babs standing behind me in the room. Becky complimented both of us on our well-toned bodies. Then she asked if we would be interested in modeling for her art class dressed like we are. Babs and I are always interested in some exhibition, so we asked for more info. She said she would have to clear it with her. " "You're quite good." "Thank you, Miss." "When you're done the other leg, you may rub the oil on my back, pet." "Thank you, Miss Sofia." John had to count backwards from ten to keep from exploding right then. Just the idea of running his hands over the satiny plains of her back was enough to make him harder than he'd ever been. Her order to do it made everything more intense. Deep breaths, he told himself, deep, deep breaths. He counted the inhales and exhales as he drizzled more oil onto his. She walked upstairs to find sanctuary in Jeffery’s empty room. Closing the door softly behind her, Erin looked around the bedroom. It was almost Spartan in its neatness. There were barely any knickknacks, pictures, hell, even clothes strewn around to give the room any character. Erin picked up one picture sitting on Jeffery’s dresser, and upon closer inspection she found it was a family portrait. It was something his mom probably put there, and Erin absently began to set it down. Something in.