Nick, I am not in a hurry to go home though I have to, She may be a drunken whore but she is still my mother, such as she is.”Nick nodded to both of...them, hmm this was going to be slightly harder than he thought but it could be done. “Alright here are the rules. As guests, at present living in this house, rule one, no clothes at any time. Number two; there will be no copulating in the main room, the kitchen, or any room other than this one for you two.”“Copulating? You mean sex? Ha! You have to. I like to take off my clothes and hide them near some rocks at the bottom of the hills and then go off climbing and walking naked throught the woods. The feeling of the wind and sun on my naked body always makes me feel good and the thought of getting caught keeps my cock hard, but at about half mast.It finally happened. I was walking along, about 1/4 mile from my clothes, when I heard some giggling from a small patch of bushes. I was caught with nowhere to go. Just as I was set to run. The three syllables seemed to caress my lips like the softest kiss. "Isobel." Yes dear." She looked up at me from the newly freshened bath; she'd been in there for at least an hour to my certain knowledge. She was flushed whether from the heat of the water or from the thought of her favourite fantasy being re-enacted I couldn't tell."Please darling?" She fluttered her eyelashes at me. I made the mistake of looking at her when she did this and I was lost. She giggled as she realised that I had. " She stared at me, so I tried a different tack. "But you would be right to discipline me. I need to be corrected when I act rudely. I appreciate the work you have done of me for the pleasure of my Master.” “Pretty words,” she said and took my feet down from the stirrups. She took the attachments off, lowered the chair and told me to stay where I was while she consulted with Alice. Another phone call was made and I started to worry that I was in deep trouble. I knew this feeling; I had felt it.