Come to my office.”Indeed, his office was not the orderly, power-statement place I’d been accustomed to with my former line-manager. Oh, it was ti...dy enough, but there were hard-copies of various technical documents lying around, and odd bits of component, too, some of them the worse for wear. He lifted a pile of books off a comfortable chair and waved at it. “Take a seat, Steve.” As I did, he rolled his chair round from behind his desk so he could sit with me without the desk making a power. “It’s Ok darling,you can have fun, we did at your age.”I felt the fear drain out of me, but the embarrassmentremained” But mum, you saw me… well… how long wereyou there!?” I saw dad still looking me up and down,not very much like a father should either.“I think we saw enough, more than enough to…” Mumstopped talking, looking at dad.“Enough to what?” I waited for the answer.Mum sat down next to me, her knee touching my bare. "Me: "Yeah, I guess."Gwen: "So how do you finish then?"Me: "I usually just go into the tub and take care of myself."Gwen: "You didn't do that tonight."Me: "Well, it's kind of hard to jack off in the tub when your girlfriend is retching into the toilet."We laughed again and she turned to hug me.Gwen quietly said, "You should finish tonight, we were all having a great time."No one said anything for what seemed like an eternity. I knew it was wrong, but I'll be damned if I give up this. She sighed and turned, slowly walking down the hall again swaying her hips. Finally as they neared the room, she faced the camera and pulled her shoulder length hair above her head. "Master, is it hot in here or is it just me?" "Oh it's you slave, it's definitely you!" He handed Brenda the room keycard. She opened the door and looked at the camera with a pout face. "Master, do we really have to go in?" "Yes slave, we really have to go in." Looking directly into the camera, she turned.