Still trying to recruit me for the constabulary, Maria had talked them into letting me sit in on the planning sessions. There had been enough testoste...one floating around that briefing room to grow hair on my chest. Someone was sure to bring something extra to the party.Us girls got testosterone too, you know. Maybe that's drove me to do this.I had two plans.Plan A was that I'd get all of the kids out of the house the same way I got in, before all hell broke loose.Plan B was that if we couldn't. "Red Martini and Lemonade," she mouthed at me. Being a beer man myself who'd never touched anything so effeminate as martini, I suspiciously I took a small sip... it wasn't bad, slightly too sweet for my taste but stronger than I'd have imagined. To be honest, I'd still have preferred my usual pint of John Smith's Bitter but, dressed as I was, I guessed that was out.For while, the pair of us stood there gazing about but then I had to put my drink down on a nearby table. "I need the loo!" I. He stripped and entered the pool, enjoying the coolness of the water as it flowed over his body. It was the first time during the entire day that he was able to relax. The two new hires had moved into their rooms and Dan had returned home. Even Betsy had gone to bed early after meeting Lucy.For some reason, the pool wasn’t helping him calm down and his restlessness increased. In order to work out some of the energy, he broke out into the breaststroke intending to make fifty laps. After the. Mom looked fantastic. Her breasts were large and soft, and I watched them bounce as the towel fell. She was still quite fit and had a flat, toned belly and a wonderful round ass. I could not help but get hard from looking at her and pulled down my pants to play with myself as I watched her.She seemed to be taking her time and I watched as she rubbed moisturizer over her body. Her hands slid over her body, making sure to spread the cream over every inch of her body. I could not help but groan.