I will do better in the future.”God, he had a sense of déjà vu. It wasn’t just in the sense of going back in time, where that old idiom would be...ome literal, but in the sense that he’d had the same conversation with Pat already.She shrugged and nodded. “Let’s go back in; it’s cold as hell out here.”“Sure.”“Dad’s got some cocoa going.”“Nice. Marshmallows, I hope.” He shrugged and added, “You are right about one thing: nowadays I tend to overthink things.”“I noticed,” she laughed.“I saw you with. Had it been nighttime, I would have carried her into my bedroom and cuddled up with her; however, it was nearly noon and time to be wide-awake for the rest of the day.I walked about twenty paces with my cute ward and nanny, and then stepped off into space at the deep end of the pool. The two of us were airborne for a brief instant and then splashed into the pool. Julie screamed, but the kind of shriek that let everyone know it was all in fun and friendly.As we surfaced, she swam into my arms. I. He shouted from the excruciating pain and immediately started to apologize to his Mistress. My mother continued to squeeze his balls and then left him and walked away, thinking that the old man learnt his lesson.My wife was oblivious to all this. She had no clue what was happening in the house. Yet.Chapter 3: (Teasing Games)The staff quarter bathroom window was exactly opposite the bathroom windows of both my Mother’s and our bathroom.One could easily see into our bathrooms from the servant. There I stumbled into the shower and masturbated three or four times in a row. It was a release, but it didn't feel good. What could I even do? He had already fucked my mother; this would no change, ever. What could I say tomorrow? Should I fight him? Maybe I should say nothing. I got into bed tried forcing myself to fall asleep.I had nightmares and was absolutely horny. I woke up in the morning, thinking whether Jack was still between my Mom's legs. How did they go to sleep? How did they wake.