Dan owns up

'OK, I admit it, I wanked into your wife's knickers, please don't tell my parents, I'll never do it again.'

'Well, Dan, thanks for admitting it. Oh, and when we're talking call her Janet. Feels weird to have you be formal when you've soaked her knickers. Put them back in the laundry please.'

You watch the boy carefully hide your wife's sticky knickers in the pile of clothes. He looks at his hands which clearly got a little messy in the recent exchange.

'Here, use these to wipe them clean'. He's half way through the job when he freezes and looks at what you gave him.

'You gave me more of Janet's knickers to clean up with?'

'Yes.'

'So you're not angry'

'No, not really. But I will tell your parents if you don't do what I say.'

'OMG, please, don't make me suck your cock'

'DO WHAT!, Christ, I have no desire for you to touch my cock!' You take a couple of steps back in horror. 'Besides, you'd have to practise for years to give anywhere near as good a blowjob as Janet.' The boy looks engrossed now.

What's it like when she sucks your cock? he asks, forgetting for a moment he is wiping his sperm up with her knickers.

'I'll tell you when we have more time' you reply.

'Promise' he says, prompting you to remember that you are supposed to be in charge here.

'Right, Dan, there's something I want you to do.'