“You like?” she asked as I stared at the picture in wonder.“Oh my fucking god, you are so damn sexy,” I muttered, still staring at the picture....“You need to get me some pictures so I can use more than my imagination next time.”That caused a rush of mixed emotions. I was still deathly nervous about showing her what I looked like. On the other hand, she wanted to do this again.“Mmm,” she moaned. “I’m still tingling. I needed that so bad. Thank you.”“Thank you, babydoll,” I said.“Send me some. With my long legs the bottom edge of the towel didn’t come close to reaching my knee. Thus I knew my sister had a perfect angle to look straight up my towel at my dick and balls. I sat like that for several minutes pretending to look out the window, but keeping an eye on her eyes. Then you could tell that she saw my prize. She looked away quickly pretending not to notice. But within a few moments, her eyes returned to my exposed crotch. She started for a several moments. We greeted them in our terry cloth robes. I gave Jackie and Tim each a spare robe saying that our backyard and pool were very private and that it was clothing optional. Soon they joined us by the pool and we sipped wine coolers and chatted away. After a while, my husband jumped into the pool to cool off. When he emerged a few minutes later, his penis was all scrunched up from the cool water. Despite this, Jackie complimented David on his outstanding physique. David came over and was drying off. But it was the trip to the night club that made the lad squirm,She went with a girlfriend, one who she knew had a bigger mouth than the Thames! They had been in the place but ten minutes when she saw a young man who would suit her purpose well, a tidy looking lad, sleek hair, good looks, 5ft 10, sharp dresser, and best of all…a braggart, an obvious show-off. Better than that, he had a friend, casenova himself, he also had a chap with him, not as sharp, in dress or wits, but known to be a bit of.