"You know I can't," I replied, giving her thick ass another firm squeeze underwater. My fingers sank into the soft flesh, kneading it slowly while we both kept our upper bodies looking casual above the surface.
We stayed in the pool a while longer, continuing the back-and-forth of normal conversation and secret touching beneath the water. The sky gradually deepened from gold into soft dusk. The city lights below began to flicker on as the last of the daylight faded.
Eventually Heather decided it was enough.
"Let's go now, Max. It's enough fun for today," she said in that caring, motherly tone she always used with him.
Max immediately protested, floating near the center of the pool.
"But Mom…" he started, clearly not ready to leave yet.
Heather shook her head firmly.
"No, baby. Let's go. Take a shower and then we'll go eat dinner," she said, glancing sideways at me as she spoke.
I pushed wet hair back from my forehead and added casually,
