Sighing again I shut down the computer and headed for my son's room to make sure he wasn't still surfing. At sixteen he was a handsome lad, but he too... after me in that he was shy with people, which was why he'd quickly got hooked on the Internet and had passed that on to me. Yet he still had his schoolwork to consider and I was quite strict with his computer use during the weeknights, such as tonight."Paul," I said loudly tapping on his bedroom door "you decent?" Come on in mum." His voice. ‘Okay,’ Sandra flinched. —- He checked his cell phone again, to see if there were any missed calls, he’d put his cell phone number on the card with the flowers. Nothing. Bender was another one-horse town that none of the other salespeople wanted to go to. He smiled as he pulled into the parking lot of Robichaux Construction. The girls at Shapes Gym had recommended that he talk to Paul Robichaux about insurance. He vaguely remembered Paul, he’d been a year behind him at St. Thomas Aquinas High. ’ Now she was desperate. I smiled. ‘You are welcome, my little one,’ ‘I h… hope your day is g… going well, Master.’ ‘It is, My slut,’ I said. I let the conversation lag for a moment intentionally. I could feel the tension through the phone. ‘How are your nipples, little one?’ ‘Hard, Master, very hard. And throbbing so…’ she moaned. ‘Good girl. Caress them.’ She mewed as she did so. ‘Now slap your tits.’ ‘Ohh.’ ‘Harder.’ ‘Ohhhh…’ ‘HARDER, Dammit!’ ‘OHH, Master!’ ‘Caress them.’ ‘Oh, Master. My. "Oooh, God!" I croaked. "Megan."Her lower belly churned like a mix-master against me. Lifting her bodily off the floor I carried her into the bedroom and put her down. Her nimble fingers were reaching into my pants as I tried to beat her by dropping them. She won. My dick sprang forth and she made the most delightful sound at the sight of it."Like it?" I'd almost forgotten what one looks like. And yours... yours is the only one I've ever seen or played with."With as much tenderness as I could.