' Part of me wanted to let him do just that. That part of me was responsible for my soaked underwear. The other part of me wanted to push him away and...scream at him for calling me all those names. The latter one won. I attacked his chest and pushed him as hard as I could, sending his arms flying off me. He was surprised by my strength. He always suspected it, but it was the first time he experienced it first hand. He stood there for a second startled, bracing himself for another attack.. One of my best Grannies is Joan, a well built, sassy redhead from Chicago. She was somewhat stocky but made up for it with the nicest set of large boobs I have ever seen on a granny. They still had plenty of lift and always wore low cut tops; her cleavage poured out of her bra. Now being a big city girl she knew the score when it came to a guy like me. She knew I was fucking other women. I would call her looking for a date and she would ask “who did you fuck last night” I jokingly responded “it. ’ ‘Foiled again.’ was Megan’s grumpy reply After we arrived at Maria’s house and started some coffee going, she called Carl and Lucille to let them know that we were there. They said they would be right over to get a meal going for us, as they hadn’t expected us. Maria let them know that we were there to stay away from all of the press hubbub. She asked them to please not let anyone know that we were there. When they arrived a few minutes later, Maria and I were sitting in the kitchen while. "I'm the only other one here if you want to do so nude. That way you don't drip and trail a lot of water." was how he answered. I shrugged my shoulders and thought why not. I walked out to the hot tub naked as Rodger told me he would be cleaning the women's locker room, then the pool area. To soak felt so good. I did so for about 10 minutes then dove into the pool and did a few laps, then soaked for another 10 minutes. As I started soaking for the 2nd time Rodger came out to the pool area bare.