I told her I had to pee, and she asked me if she could go with me. I asked her why and she giggled and said she wanted to make sure I washed my hands....While I stood in front of the toilet, she watched, and at first nothing would come out. She asked what was wrong, and I told her I couldn't go with her watching. She said she thought it was cute, but that I should just relax. After all, she said I was her little boyfriend, and boyfriends and girlfriends see eachother naked all the time. She. I can’t drink, but Felicia enjoyed the champagne — a little too much or maybe, just enough. I took her home in the limo and made sure she got in safely. From that moment on, all bets were off. I was about to leave when she called my name. I spun around and I know I was sober, yet would have sworn I was not. My head was spinning. The ‘nerdy little IT’ girl is only a persona or part of one, that which is seen at work. For our dinner out, Felicia had worn a stunning black sequined dress, expensive. Courtney whimpered into my mouth, her lips so hungry. I was so wet. All day I had this itch in me, and now it was finally able to be scratched. My fourteen-year-old body trembled as I undid her next button, my hand working higher and higher up her blouse.Her fingers worked on mine. Rita’s bed creaked as the four of us squirmed on it. Each of us moaning. Courtney kissed me harder. Our lips nibbled on each other. Our tongues dueled. I whimpered as I thrust open her blouse, my hand squeezing her. He stood behind me and ran his hands slowly down my back. He pulled my panties down to my knees and pulled my hips to him so that they were flush with his groin. He grasped my mons and pressed two fingers inside, checking for wetness. I arched my back at his touch and at the as he slipped his cock inside me. He pressed his erection deep inside me and leaned over my back. “Who are you?” he whispered into my ear. “I’m your slave, Master,” I said. I felt him stand up as he thrust deeper inside me..