M., but I always get up before it rings. I got ready for work. "I will give you a call around 10:00 a.m., or so to see how you are doing," I told her.... She nodded ok, and I gave her a kiss goodbye, but all she said, "good god I'm fucking sore." I was chuckling at that remark, as I left for work.I hit the jobs and got into the office around 9:30 a.m. I went into Dad's office to talk with him. "Shannon was in town, out at the cottage for a week stay. I want to take the rest of the week off to show. The hand that had been caressing JLo's clit was covered with her juices, and I licked them off and reached back under her for more. After that, I got impatient, and lifted her up so I could devour the rest directly from her pussy. After I laid her back where she had been, face down, with the pillow under her waist, she turned to her head to me. "That was wonderful, George. And we've just started the fun. There are condoms and a bottle of Aqualube in the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom.". My hard cock was in my hand and I was slowly stroking myself, my thoughts focused on the image of Lydia's naked body in the shower, the only shower in our house, the water cascading down over her shoulders and breasts, her nipples as hard as rocks. I think that she knew that I was watching her through the window, spying on her if you will, and yet somehow I rationalized that a 38 year old divorced woman would be turned on by having a 17 year old boy watching her masturbate.Lydia was a tall. "Got it," came a disembodied voice in his ear. Maybe thirty seconds later a pair of shoes appeared on each side of the president's ball, protecting it from foreign governments, assassins, or other ne'er-do-wells.Bob zoomed back out. The other two players hit, one after the other. Their balls didn't get tracked.The cart carrying the most powerful man in the free world zoomed to where his ball was safe and secure under an armed guard. He grasped the club somebody handed to him and hit the ball.