Pop stood up and telling me that Thomas would bring me to him in about 10 minutes, until then I was to wait where I was at. I sat like a dummy for about 10 minutes before Thomas spoke and told me to follow that hallway and pointed to the hall in front of us. He said your Pop is in the dressing room down the hall. I started down the hallway and remember thinking Im glad that Thomas seemed to like me or maybe he would try that cutting thing sooner than I wanted. I stopped at a door that said house personal only wondering if I should go in. I pushed the door open a little and called out to Pop. I called several times before I heard him tell me to come in. I entered a large room that reminded me of the locker room at school. I heard the water running in what seemed to be a shower and Pop stuck his head out, of the stall telling me to strip and take a shower in the next stall. I did as I was told, shower room scenes were not new to me and it wasnt an unusual request. Being a jock I had showered in about every conceivable place during the football season. I undressed and started for the shower when I heard this female voice telling someone that she wanted more and then she would just groan like she was in pain. Well it didnt take me to long to figure out it was coming from the shower Pop was in. I thought, you old dog. I listened a little until the groans started causing hard feelings and her squeals shifted my libido into high gear. I stepped into the shower letting the hot water run over my body hoping my woody would go away before Pop called for me to get out. Well about 5 minutes later I heard the door open to the other shower and I peaked out just in time to see this great naked behind and a head full of blonde hair go through the front door of the room.
I heard Pop shut off his water and I stepped out of the shower to find Pop combing his hair at the mirror. I wrapped a towel around me and sat on the bench behind him. He continued to comb his hair and spoke in a low voice telling me he knew about the two married neighborhood women that I had been messing around with. Pop turned to face me and asked if I knew what this was all about. I smiled and told him no. He came over and set down by me on the bench. I had a towel wrapped around me but Pop was stark naked. The one thing that I remember about my old man was that he best endowed man I had ever then and to this day have ever seen. Son he said I run bordellos, I have built a huge organization of topless bars and clubs. I furnish high-class call girls for anyone in town that will pay for them. I want you to come into the business with me. My first question was what about mom and the girls? Pop said they know nothing about this and we must keep it that way. We will have two lives boy. You let me take care of your mom, ok. I agreed and continued to listen to pop. This weekend will be your chance to decide if you want to be here or not. If you decide not, then you will never get the chance again. If you decide yes, then you will have the time of your life. He stopped and stood up saying that someone would be in to talk to me in a few minutes and I should wait. He got dressed, leaned over, kissed me on the head, saying I will see you later son and he left the room. I set around for nearly an hour before the door opened and a beautiful blonde walked in and as she turned to shut the door I recognized that behind as the one that I saw go through the door earlier. I never forget a rump and it was the same one. She introduced her self as Traci. She wore a two-piece swimsuit that covered only half of her beautifully tanned body. She set down beside me and told me that Pop had sent her. She asked if I was cold. I said no. Then why are you wearing that towel? I must have blushed because she stood up and took off her top to reveal two wonderfully large breasts. She smiled and dropped her bottoms and stood there in front of me totally naked. I could not keep my eyes off of her perfectly tanned body. She said, now Ive shown you mine, are you going to show me yours. I was speechless. With one swipe of her hand she removed my towel to reveal my over active libido.
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