“Oh my goodness, you were right!” she gasped, “The water here feels wonderful! It’s almost a shame we do all our swimming in the pool!” “M...s. Martin?” Simon asked worriedly, “Wha—.“ “You call me Denise!” she said with a laugh, “At least while we’re alone!” “Um,” Simon stammered. “You hush right this minute!” she said as she placed her body right next to his. He could feel her breasts brushing against his chest and one of her legs twined itself around his shin. “We’re all friends here!” she. " I said in a panic. "Oh, ok then." She said disappointedly. I had dodged a bullet! I went up stairs and put on restrictive jeans and a tee shirt, my trunks would show a boner for sure. I told the other parents that I was done with the pool for the day.While I was cooking, Lindsey just sat and talked to me and Karen. It may as well been three adults talking, we were discussing music, as in pop culture. Lindsey had, as it turns out similar taste on music as I did, Karen was a die hard country. "Breakfast in bed too?" Of course, it is the slave's duty to take care of her master's every need." Have you eaten yet?" Yes, don't worry. But please, Master, enjoy yourself and let me get my REAL breakfast," she purred with a coy smile.Basking in the joy only reserved for the hedonistic emperors of ages past, Isaac laid back in bed and sampled the feast of the morning gods, all while his indescribably dedicated love slave bobbed her head back and forth while using every soft spot in her mouth. While I'd been waiting for Jordan to wake up I'd got things organized. As I heard Jordan leave the bathroom to go and get dressed, I started the first pair of waffles. As she'd done the day before, she seemed to have an appetite that was hard to satisfy. At one point, I wondered if there would be any batter left for me. 'Oh well, there's always cold cereal' I thought.As I'd done the day before, I worked on some pressing editing. I told Jordan that I needed to work uninterrupted so that I could.