She found me in the "Help Available" site when I was in my first year of college. My ad was accompanied with a nice picture of me in shorts and a snug fitting t-shirt. That, and my grin, was what attracted her to me. We'd made a deal that I would work as a waiter for her Ladies Party at her gated community home. She'd outfitted me with a nice tight white shirt and matching short shorts. Under that I was to wear the nice new white jock strap she'd also gotten for me. She'd had a small sign embroidered on the tail of the shirt that said, "Touching Is Fine, Even Encouraged."
At the party there were seven other women all nicely dressed and in the same age bracket as my employer. During the evening I'd had hands all over my chest and back, and a few caressed my buns and squeezed. One lady took a $10 and holding it up for me to see, slowly slid her hand down over my package and gave it a nice gentle heft. This was in plain sight of the other ladies and she made a comment for their benefit, "this feels like prime young hunk girls, you should help yourselves. You don't mind do you honey?"
Deliberately pushing my crotch into her hand "No I do not mind. It is nice. I like it." By now some of the ladies were getting ready to leave and a couple had gone. The next lady took another $10 and played with my ass for a few minutes. During that time I spread my legs a bit and she went down and felt my balls from the bottom. At that point the host lady came waving a $20 and after kissing me on the cheek and neck, gave me the bill and said softly to me "this is for down the front of your pants... is that OK with you?"