Despite the main business of the day being done so quickly, I kept up the conversation for a while in the knowledge that she'd cleared three hours fro... her diary - and I know how busy charity Chief Executives always are - and that, anyway, I'd hardly made a brilliant first impression. After a while, though, we really had done all we could do so I arranged some dates to meet with some other key people in the organisation for initial chats, agreed a deadline for getting a more detailed plan to. Grasping the steering wheel with both hands now, I glanced down to see how he was working my nipples. It was then that I noticed the river of pre-cum flowing from my cock and apparently so did Sam. While I was still looking, he reached out with his right ring finger and scooped up as much as he could and brought it to my mouth. I sucked his finger hungrily and it was then that I had my first orgasm of the night. I slammed back on his cock and ground it hard as I shot cum all over the cab. As I. I didn’t understand what he meant initially.“You call dad your Master. You call me Master Joe. You never refer to me simply as Master. It is like you know I am not really a Master. I just bring you your lunch and inspect you. I don’t really have any authority other than what Dad tells me I should do,” he admitted. It was the first time he’d ever said anything like this to me.“I am so sorry, Master, that is my fault!” It was the first time I called my son Master without adding his name to the. To start with it was a good, not wonderful, but we were both very ambitious and we supported each other well. I think both of us were happy. I'm sure Ken played around a bit in those days, but he always came home and I managed to ignore it. I blocked it out. That was Ken, he liked to think of himself as God's gift to women, it was his little ego trip. I did quite well in my job, despite taking time out to have the boys. Ken was doing very well at the same time, although I always, year in year.