That way I could take care of her after all she looked good but she was not young.So here we are mom and I got into a routine of sitting on the couch ...aving a cup of tea, watching the news and just chatting. One day I notice mom looked sad. I asked her what was wrong and she just said I need a hug. I moved over and put my arms around her. She buried her face in my chest and started to sob. She said today is the anniversary of when your dad died. My hand rubbed her back and she cuddled even. She is waiting, roused, but not knowing what to do as I am the first man that has affected her this way. We kiss delicately, and then I turn her back to me and pull her to me. At first she doesn’t understand why, but when I start touching and fondling her breasts and nipples she sees the advantages of this position and presses back against me. Then I slowly work down to her clitoris and the tension builds up in her until I finally reach under her jeans and panties and rub my finger between her. In five minutes, your dildoes will vibrate with enough force to make you climax!"Lydia heard the Mistress. The arousal was even worse, for now she knew that release was at end.The minutes went awfully slowly. Lydia was about to fall in an abyss of madness when the low vibration went much, much stronger, according the release she wanted so desperately. Her orgasm was devastating by its power. During several minutes, she climaxed again and again, tantalized in her bonds. Then, as all the storms. I knew I would have company and I was not too happy about that. I needed to get away into my own private little space for a while.I hadn't had time to swim the entire length of the pool and back before there was a a couple of whoops and screams as a double cannonball rippled the waters of the pool. I had company! "Shit!" I thought to myself, "There goes the neighborhood!"Sally was into dog-paddling and Jayne just lounged around, floating and swimming a little, watching me very closely as I swam.