We hope you enjoy it.We were away for a week in Zante staying in a good class hotel that had a large open balcony complete with a private hot tub/pool....that we spent many a long afternoon splashing around in. I'd noticed the first time we used it that it was overlooked by the back of a rooftop bar and was visible to the staff whenever they were on a break. This particular afternoon Mrs O was was lounging in the pool and i was sitting on the side with my feet in the water watching her and. She was nothing short of a goddess in my eyes, unapproachable in her divinity. But I hungered for her in a way no son ever should. I watched her as she walked up the stairs to her room, committing to memory the soft undulation of her rump, the sway of her wide hips. I found myself hard, needy. I knew I could no longer contain myself. I stood quickly, the chair falling behind me as I hastened after my mother.I raced to her room. She sat on the bed, rubbing lotion onto her chest. My eyes followed. "Dawson walked over to the door and Oliver motioned to me to follow him. Lara handed me a tablet and winked at me. I nodded as he opened the door and I walked though. As I heard him shut the door behind me, I saw Valente lying on a bed. She looked up at me, sat up and said, "I was wondering if I'd ever see you again." Why do you say that?" I asked."I hadn't heard if you lived or not," she said, her tone was cold."I lived, no thanks to you."She exhaled through her teeth and said, "What do you. I recalled the ocean conditions and the fact that I could not be cooling off in the sea-water. So, I thought, this is why you have a pool at the beach.It was then that my hormone-laden thinking kicked in. Skinny dip. I looked around. The pool area was shielded from any neighbors’ view by a fence and trees. I wondered if Connie and Peter ever skinny dipped. Who knew; and who would know? I slipped out of my t-shirt and shorts and jumped into the water.My skin reacted instantly to the cool water,.