"Well, it didn't take long for the next generation to get corrupted, did it?" teased Krista, catching sight of her employer's--and friend's--naked dau...hter entering the kitchen. "How do you want your omelet?"Dee gave her mother a peck on the cheek. She slid her naked ass onto a stool at the kitchen island, and said, "Just cheese is fine. And I was worried that I was going to corrupt all y'all." Krista grinned at the hints of Dee's North Carolina accent creeping into her voice. It was very clear. I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of only once every 10 days. The following is a list of why I didn’t succeed more often:We will wake the kids - 54 timesIt’s too late - 15 timesI’m too tired - 42 timesIt’s too early - 12 timesIt’s too hot - 18 timesPretending to be asleep - 31 timesThe neighbors will hear - 9 timesHeadache or backache - 26 timesSunburn - 10 timesYour mother will hear us - 9 timesNot in the mood - 21 timesWatching the late show - 17 timesToo sore - 26 timesNew. Hawkins, were we like that?" she asked tiredly."Was who like what?" When I was a student here," she explained. "Were we that horrible?" They weren't so bad today," he judged out loud. "Thomas Atwater actually answered a question. That's a first." Thomas Atwater is a little pissant," she grumbled."How can you say that?" laughed Bob. "He participated in your class."Because he spent the whole class staring at my..." She stopped and her cheeks pinked up.Bob knew what she had failed to say. His. I am so very sorry for saying and thinking such bad things.”By now, I had hiked her knee length skirt up and onto her back, and with one hand, was holding the skirt up on her back. Powder blue boy-shorts style panties on a delightful ass. With a thong tan line too, very nice. “From now on, you don’t wear underwear to work. Do you understand?” I said, and smacked her slender bottom through the fabric of her boy-shorts style panties. Playfully hard, enough to perhaps sting just a bit, but not.