I hurried down to the water’s edge to get them out of the water and back into bed.Much to my surprise, I saw Patty standing in the water waist deep ...ith her back to me with her hands on Greg’s shoulders as he stood in front of her.In a lowered voice I called to her, “Patty what are you doing?”Patty turned around with a deer in the headlights look on her face and I saw she did not have the top of her bathing suit on.“My god Patty get up here and put your top back on. Are you crazy?”Once she got. After her shower I got some more work done as she cooked for us. Her cooking wasn't amazing, but she was trying to learn and I supported her. We ate together happily, and I still had a hard time parsing our relationship. I knew we both felt comfortable with each other, but neither of us had yet brought up any bigger questions. I stuffed those thoughts down as we finished eating, as I was eager to show her what I had done. I took her hand and sat her on my lap in front of the computer. I was. There was safety in the familiar. Without hesitation, Shawna leaned her head back and rested it on his shoulder. Tenderly, he bent to kiss her neck. She reached back to pull his head tighter to her throat. She had already broached the boundaries set by the last time. Like last night, he found her small breast and gently kneaded, rubbing her nipple to hardness. "Baby," he breathed in her ear. "Daddy," she whispered. "Please." He knew she was asking him to abate some her need. He knew she was on. We proceeded to the bed, and Leslie turned on her back, pulling her legs apart to expose her sopping wet crotch, open and waiting for me. I gulped for breath, the intensity of the experience threatening to overwhelm me as I knee-walked into position, my dick bouncing around between my legs. Leslie got her elbows beneath her and leaned up to look between my eyes and my dick now laying on her drooling folds, her breasts laying plump and healthy on her ribs, rising and falling with her.