At least, in bed. Peter, if you haven't read my previous stories yet, is my colleague. We enjoy sex a lot so, most of the time, he drops by my apartme...t for a quickie or a nightcap and then leaves for home. At work, of course, we pretend that we're just friends because one, he's a colleague and, two, he's married.I thought I was okay with the set-up: him feeling jealous over some of the guys at work who try to get close to me. And then, there's the wife.Around lunch time, we decided to head off. I tagged Coach Frederickson early in the mornings for a run. We focused on painting the backgrounds and larger expanses of less detailed work while we still had scaffolding. It came down Monday.In order to switch to the scissor-lifts, we all had to be certified. That was a four-hour training course and test. We met for the course on Wednesday morning and were done by one o’clock. I was thankful that everyone was willing to take a class-cut. Bree took the course, too, even though she wasn’t. " a disembodied voice answered, James thought almost hesitantly."With the proviso that I get final approval of the result," James said, "my concubine, Serena has permission to change the color of the walls and furnishings of this pod."There was a slightly longer hesitation this time before the AI answered James. Finally it said, "Aspirant Parker, it shall be as you've ordered. My hesitation was because this ship is not used to new recruits being aware of the workings of its equipment.". I watched it seep in and fill the indents made by her perfect toes. As the euphoria began to fade I immediately started to panic. What was I going to do? What if she noticed? Would she know it was me? Of course she would. Who else could it be? Her own son? No, she would obviously know it was me. I pulled up my pants and ran out into the kitchen and grabbed a roll of paper towels. Returning to Donna’s room, I wiped up the cum as best I could. However, by this point it had for the most part.