Knowing that she has seen me makes me quite horny when I’m in there. Wanking, I muse about leaving the door open, maybe she would see me and watch m... cum all over myself, but I don’t.One morning, Carole is a nurse and works night shifts alternately and was out, I got up and headed to the shower, naked, thinking Rita was still asleep, she usually gets up and has a shower after Carole, when normally she hears a call – bathroom’s free.On this particular morning I had taken a little longer than. Get your chores done. Complete what you should have done last night.” “Yes Master.” Turning around I bent over at the waist to retrieve my thongs, a satin pool around my feet, my chocolate half moons smiling at his waist. His Big Johnson strained to get at them. I appreciated a good dick every now and then but I was strictly chickly. “You’ll find Ceres in the living room kneeling. I want her chores done. We are not finished by a long shot. I’ll deal with you tonight, Liya, for running.” . .. this.Ms. Fisher began to giggle, softly at first, her eyes shining. Then the giggle grew, turning to outright laughter. She sat back with a thump, her butt landing on the floor and her legs stretched out in front of her as she rocked back and forth, holding her sides and laughing.“Oh lord! I had forgotten what a hair trigger young men have! And the amount! That was ... amazing!”Then she did something that would have brought me right back to erect again, if I had ever wilted in the first. Not bad at all for the first times. Without knowing each others preferences.Then it happened. Work gave us finally a chance to breath. The project was finished, we had a few days off. Free time. Over a few days. We didn’t made any plan. Just went home from work. Ordered a pizza and laid on the sofa, watching TV. Yes, we were boring as hell. After a while of sitting there, cuddled together, touching each other and kissing occasionally, she took my hand. Led me to the bathroom. Said one word:.