It may have something to do with the frequency that the young man who comes to mow, weed and fertilize. You love his strong muscular body, sweating in... the sun as he works. And I'm sure he loves how you're always half dressed as you clean your husbands house.The look on his face was priceless the first time you offered him a drink of water in just your nightshirt. He tried to be polite as he stared at your cleavage, but he could barely stammer a 'yes ma'am' to your offer. Your large nipples were. The shameless desire deep inside of Helen's belly once more became a vicious, gnawing need as the four nakedly entwined bodies twisted and turned so that she was now on her side, all of them clinging lewdly and readjusting their positions with their agile young bodies.Adam Randolph watched with greater and greater interest. Of all the experiments he had observed, none had moved him as much as this one. The nakedly writhing bodies in the other room seemed joined so perfectly and moved with such. I did, and we must have made love four or five times. After that, her bed was always open to me at night, except for a little misunderstanding that I’ll also tell you about later. I could have slept with her every night. Even if she had been my only lover, I doubt I would have done that. She really did take up the whole bed in her sleep.Some nights I slept with Randi. She had her own signal that meant she wanted some attention. She’d swat me on my butt as she walked by. That was it. Just a swat. ”I smiled and said nothing.Back to that first day, I soon discovered that Layla had been out shopping for clothes on her own before the holiday. As we got ready to go out to get the feel of the place Layla put on a dress that I hadn’t seen before and it was slightly see-through. In the light of the hotel room I could easily see her nipples, areolae, butt and slit.“Nice dress.” I said, Do you think that it’s suitable for here during the day?”“Yes, why not, it covers my pussy, besides, on the way.