At Brian's house

Andrea took a deep breath and awaited the inevitable.

“Andrea, darling, welcome to our home! I hope you’ve brought along your appetite as I’ve whipped up a smorgasbord!”, Emily chirped, embracing Andrea in a tight hug which pushed ‘her’ face towards the 40-something woman’s heaving breasts.

As with other times Andrew had to play Andrea, he dropped into the role immediately and put his considerable grievances and embarrassment to the back of his mind as Andrea giddily chatted away with Brian’s mother, telling ‘her’ tales and facts about the Robertsons (Brian’s family’s surname) that ‘she’ already knew from ‘her’ time as Andrew.

Still, ‘she’ treated each new piece of knowledge like a revelation to placate Emily.

Brian was an only child and Andrea a single mother, her husband having performed the old trick of going out for a packet of smokes and never returning.

Having no father figure and such a doting mother probably explained why Brian was overcompensating in his machismo and control over Andrea.

Andrew had always liked Emily, but as a ‘girl’, Andrea felt like the mother was being far more open with ‘her’ than when ‘she’ was Andrew, sharing secrets and stories that ‘she’ had never heard before (and delightedly, ones which embarrassed Brian).

Throughout the dinner, Brian kept trying to play footsie with Andrea; ‘she’ meekly went along with it so as to not upset ‘her’ boyfriend but quickly grew weary of it, especially when his hand drifted under the table and onto ‘her’ thigh, slowly creeping towards ‘her’ crotch.

Thankfully Andrea saw an out and helped Emily with the dishes; something Emily denied at first but Andrea insisted on.

Emily took this act as helpfulness rather than an attempt to get away from her son, only endearing the already charming young ‘lady’ to her even further.

As they were cleaning (and Brian was sitting on his ass), Emily made a proposition.

“Say, it’d be lovely to see you again in the near future. Ooh, here’s an idea! We should have a girl’s day! I’ve been meaning to go to the salon for a while to have a touch up, get my nails done. Would you like to join me? We could do lunch as well! Of course I wouldn’t want to take up any time you’d spend with Brian, so there’s absolutely no pressure at all”.

Andrea quickly analysed the offer. ‘I’d have to sit through more ****, but I guess I do get an excuse to ditch Brian that mom can’t mess with. And Emily’s pretty cool I guess’.

“That sounds super fun! Like I’d totally love to go with you!”

“Wonderful! How does Friday sound?”.

Andrea unintentionally did the ‘bimbo thinking’ pause again as ‘she’ tried to remember any other prior engagements.

“Friday’s perf!”.

“I’m so glad to hear it! I’m looking forward to it already!”.

All three of them stayed up and chatted a bit longer, but Emily wanted to give Brian and his lady friend some private time, going to bed early.

The coast clear, Brian brought Andrea back to his bedroom and despite protestations that ‘she’ had to get home, ‘she’ continued to make out with him and let him grab ‘her’ all over to avoid conflict.

When Brian took off ‘her’ top and bra, he let out a disappointed, “Oh. They’re smaller. How come?”, as he beheld Andrea’s shrunken chest, observably deflated from the night prior.

Andrea felt a slightly dejected that somebody else held such a rough opinion on her shrinking chest.

Andrea found ‘herself’ panicking and thought of what Andrew’s past sexual conquests had told him.

“Errrr hormones! It can happen to a girl”.

“Well I hope they grow back soon; you looked much better with bigger tits”, Brian callously recommended to a subconsciously annoyed Andrea, but that didn’t stop him from attacking the ta-tas with his usual ferocity, forcing moans out of a protesting Andrea who was worried “your mom will hear us”.

That did little to stop Brian’s conquest of Andrea’s body, playing with ‘her’ butt plug and fingering the previously-cleaned hole till ‘she’ had to scream into a pillow from the orgasm.

Not wanting to risk Emily hearing anything more, Andrea went for the blowjob, attempting to lower the volume of ‘her’ ‘glurks’ and conducting sexy talk in a whisper.

Wanting to ring Brian out so he wouldn’t make another try for sex, Andrea sucked him off three times in a row, letting Brian finish in ‘her’ mouth and swallowing each time till he was sated enough to be willing to drive ‘her’ home.

Back at said home, Charlene noticed her ‘daughter’s’ cum breath and complimented ‘her’ on using the skills she had taught ‘her’, much to Andrea’s chagrin.

Thankfully ‘her’ mood was lightened by a call from Kristi.

The two chatted for almost an hour till it was time for removing makeup, applying moisturiser, and sleep, but before they hung up, they arranged to get coffee together the next morning before Kristi’s shift at The Spot.