So I'm standing in the lobby of the Chastain Hotel, which looks like every one of the five diamonds it gets, scanning the lunch crowd nervously. I see... berry-red pantsuits, blood-red jackets, brick-red blouses, and even a crimson sun hat. And all of them with dark hair.But like they say in the old war movies, you never see the one with your name on it.I had just about convinced myself that one of the pantsuits was my date when a hand flew out from behind and spun me around. I barely had a second. Specifically, he recalled a summer pool party when all the ladies were getting changed in his parents’ bedroom.The old house was full of secret passages behind the wooden panels, and Spencer had sneaked into one and spied on the changing women. He was rewarded with a room full of chattering, naked ladies, but burnt into his memory was the sight of Kate changing into a black bikini. First it was from behind, where he glimpsed her shapely bottom, but when she turned, he saw her big breasts. What I want to know is what you were thinking when you walked in on us. I was kinda preoccupied, but seems to me you liked it a lot. Which is a coincidence because I like being watched, and so does Jenny."Jen gasped and Jethro shrugged. "He walked in right when I came, Jen. No big surprise there. And you should have seen how uncomfortable he was after we danced. He was studying the ceiling but I know he was hot and bothered." He turned to look at her. "You okay with whatever happens?"She gave. Or cherries, so that I can tantalize, tying the stems with my talented tongue. Never one to make a choice, I decide on both, and quickly return to you. I join you, laying on the bed, and offer a ripe smelling fruit to your mouth. Your mouth opens and receives the berry, followed by a tender kiss, sharing in the sweet taste. We continue to feed and kiss, one another, until we are content and relaxed. Putting the fruit aside, I begin to slowly caress your torso. Seeing how you are built, learning.