‘Oh! That’s easy to explain,’ I said. ‘New job, a partner who knows about and doesn’t like my ‘hobby’… oh, and a lack of new plots.’... ‘Jeez!’ he said, ‘You’ll have me in tears next.’ Then he followed it up by saying, ‘Go on, what about that truism we were talking about a minute ago?’ ‘Which one?’ I countered. ‘Oh, Gawd,’ he said, ‘you really do have a bad memory! The one where you told me that these days you’ve given up fancying the younger women, you prefer their mothers.’ Actually, inside I. Rick had several minutes of excellent footage when Dana received a phone call. After a moment she rose and continued her conversation in her house. Rick stepped back, still feeling his taunt erection against his shorts. He checked the angle of the camera, and then headed back downstairs, leaving the camera hidden still recording, in case she returned. Figuring the view to be over, Rick grabbed his smoothie and headed out towards his own pool preparing for a few laps. Several laps in he paused. ” She says firmly.“Well what about just, you know, letting me see it a little closer?”“What do you mean?” she says nervously.“Get up here and spread your legs.” I point to my desk.“Do I have to-““Yes! You are my slave.” I say loudly. She looks a bit shocked by my tone. I’m kind of getting into this whole slave thing. She hops up on my desk, and starts to spread her legs. I can tell she’s tight. I walk over and touch her clit. She moans a bit. “What about fingers?”“I don’t know.” I proceed. Bare, totally bare. "You're not giving my brother a chance, not a chance at all." "Nope. I can't wait to compare cocks. Especially the taste," and she turns and goes back inside, once more flipping her skirt up previewing me with her lovely butt. I was hard as a rock. Eric arrived and brought two bottles of red wine, one French, one Italian, he knows Karen loves red wine. I opened the French bottle and got the fire going. Back inside, my brother was in the kitchen with Karen who was soon.