We all stared at it.Sandy broke the silence, “Rob, lets go into the house and get lunch ready” as she rose out of the pool.The cooler air made her... nipples stick straight out of her heavy tits, that were fighting to get out of her small yellow bikini top, the water cascaded down her front, leaving a glistening bead on the ornament in her pierced belly button.Somehow the string closest to me on her bikini bottoms had become undone and I got a flash of shiny object slightly protruding at the top. "Tell me, Vi, did your father or your late husband take charge of you like this?" I asked, really wanting to know the answer.Vi, nodded, then murmured "Yes, daddy did. My mother and I were subject to strict discipline."Music to my ears."OK, Vi, take your blouse and skirt off, put them on the table, then put your hands back on your head." She didn't move for several seconds and I thought I'd moved too fast, but then, with a muted sigh, my mother-in-law began to undress. The blouse came off. Just before i wanted to check on her she staggered out and made her way to the bar. She moved behind the counter to my side of it. "Ehm Elisha this part is only for employees." Pssst. Don't say a word."She dropped to her knees,opened my pants and pulled them down. She rubbed my cock through my boxers. I looked around to make sure no one saw anything. Most of the guests were busy with themselves.I felt that she pulled my boxers down. Her hand was slowly rubbed my growing member. She engulfed one. At the green Missy cut across to the alley at Rath and left again.Across Ludington Ave, past Table 14 and Cafe 106. Table 14 was closed but 106’s doors were open ... the lights were on but nobody was there. By nobody ... I mean nobody.We cut across the parking lot to the north corner where we found the missing crew from the 106 standing in line at Mendoza’s Food truck. If the cook and wait staff of the best breakfast diner in town eat at the Food truck ... well ... you know it’s good. I don’t.