I decided to tease her a bit, and reached down to the button of her jeans. I felt her suck her breath in as I slowly undid the button and slid the zip...er down. Moving my hand back up, I brushed across her now bare abdomen, then continued up, sliding it under her sweater and onto her bra covered titty. Sandra started to get over the nervous excitement of making out and started exploring with her own hands. She put one hand on my waist and started to slide it up and down my side. She quickly. Annette felt a surge of elation and threw her arms around her son.'Thank you, Ian,' she sniffed as tears of joy welled up. 'I feel so much better.' She kissed her son's cheek. 'Our secret, eh?' Ian smiled at the happiness in his mother's voice. 'Our secret, Mum; sure.'***Annette passed Ian's bedroom door the following evening and heard the unmistakable sound of a movie soundtrack coming from the slightly ajar door. She pushed the door open and saw Ian with his thick cock in his fist.'Come in,'. She started to wonder how she was going to get out of this mess. There is no way she is going to tell her best friend about this. She was definitely going keep her mouth shut for sure. God how embarrassing it had been. A stranger had brought her to an orgasm and she had begged him to do it. She had even begged him to penetrate her. Poor Tom. She had been going to let him be her first soon. That will never be now. It did seem funny to her though that the pain had somehow changed to pleasure as. But then, she received an attachment, and she excitedly opened it. It was a headshot of, well, him, she hoped. He had short black hair, cold blue eyes, an angular, chiseled face, and a dense, well-groomed beard. A perfect look for her Master, she thought.“Thank you Master, your face is very hot, I can’t wait to meet you on Wednesday!”There was no response, but Sonia wasn’t worried. She knew things would be amazing on Wednesday.Each day passed incredibly slowly, and all Sonia could think about.