He was silent. There was silence for some time. It was me who again started it.Me: so, what is it that you are doing these days?He looked at me puzzle....Me: you are not staying at home these days. You don’t speak to your mother and to me. We don’t know when you come and when you leave……..Do you know how much your mother is worried about you?I was a bit stern.Son: its nothing like that dad. I just want to get over it…..Me: what is it that you get over? Me or your mom? You want to leave us?Son: it. I massage the lube around and into my ass hole and then put the end of the plug firmly against my quivering hole. I slowly push it into me till it is securely in place. I can feel the moisture as it oozes from my pussy in anticipation of what is to come. Poor pig pussy, it is going to be pretty much ignored today as I have been told by You that my ass hole will be Your playground of choice for the afternoon and evening. This has me so turned on.As I get up and dress for my Master, the butt plug. “Your whisky.Very smooth and intoxicating!”Dileep replied saucily.Sameera heaved a sigh of relief.She could never imagine that a person outwardly so sober looking could be as audacious as Dileep was.She was just not able to concentrate on the food. Unknowingly her legs had also come apart hoping that the guest’s leg would perhaps proceed further. It did. She almost gasped when it brushed against her pubic hair. She had become fully wet and if Dileep’s toe actually touched her pussy he too would. I’m tall and lean, verging on the skinny side, I never have been any good at sport or physical activities in general. At school I got good results, although I had the tendency to be complacent and lazy. Still, I’d pursued the sciences at A-Level and had graduated from university with a degree in theoretical physics. That was a year ago, and I’d got a job at a research centre that was the southern UK branch of CERN. I could go on, but I’m probably boring you, I always have had a tendency to talk.