We were sitting against the back wall allowing us some privacy.The atmosphere was a mix of excitement, uncertainty but definitely sexually charged we ...made the usual small talk but soon changed tack as I whispered to Susan, loud enough so that John could hear, that I loved the way she had flashed her cunt at me and that I wanted to caress and finger her.I heard her let out a small moan and she put her hand on mine and directed it to her smooth warm thigh. I reciprocated by taking her lovely. (It hadn't even occurred to me that there was no urinal!)A deck ran the full length of the east side, with a hot tub at one end surrounded with a glass gazebo that could be screened off. (Hot tubing in the buff, year round!)There were three bedrooms and each, with a huge bed in the center, all of them with pink, lacy coverings and full skirts, nightstands, dressers, a vanity, and a hope chest. Each bedroom, has it's own attached, 3/4 bathroom. (Good thing the bathtub in the main bath was big. And that was exactly what it was doing on that day, it had been raining from the moment I got up in the morning, and it looked like it would be raining for the rest of the day.My mum had gone to work and my sister was away with some friends from school. So, I decided to do some fitness in the attic, and afterwards I went down to take a nice hot shower. Because it was still raining outside, I was planning to watch a movie and didn't bother to get dressed. I was alone at home, and I wasn't. She asked if I meant it. I looked at her, she was pretty, about 55 and a proper shaped womanly body and large breast that were, to be honest, struggling to break free from the shirt that imprisoned them. So I repeated the yeah, I don’t know what your husband is like but that is no way to treat someone and you’re gorgeous I said, his loss, or something like that. She half laughed and half cried and hugged me tight saying thank you, you sweet young man. I put my arm round her said it was the.