‘You, Cook, come here. The Duchess wishes to speak with you,’ Beaumont ordered. ‘A votre service, mon Capitaine,’ the man responded as he qui...kly obeyed. The Duchess regarded the tall, handsome man and commented, ‘He doesn’t look much like a cook. All my cooks are red-faced and fat.’ ‘It must be the life at sea,’ the Captain chuckled. ‘How long have you been a cook, fellow?’ she asked. ‘Since I were but a boy, yer Ladyship,’ he said, bowing as he spoke. ‘Well, the food is satisfactory,’ she. Stepping strait into my new things. When I had them on. I foundthat the petticoat pushed the skirt out to about forty-five degrees.Looking into the dressing mirror I saw that the skirt and petticoat wentdown to about knee level. The whole ensemble was more than quite nice Ithought. But Magen added a black choker a white bow to my hair then apair of black satin fingerless gloves. Then she said we were ready togo.The girls made me walk out in front, on the way to lunch. I knew why.They wanted to. Now her hands were slipping between my ass cheeks more and more. A few times she lightly fingered my asshole. As I was getting this wonderful massage, her hubby James was sitting naked in his arm chair slowly rubbing his hard cock. Lorraine asked me to roll over, which I did. My big cock was hard as a rock and standing straight up. She poured more warm oil over my stomach and groin and began massaging my front. I looked over at James. He was fixated on my cock. I wasn't the only one to notice.. " Absolutely," nodded Paris. "Things have never been better between Rory and I then they are right now."The words rang true. So why did something seemed more than a little out of kilter? Angelina looked them both over. They were both flushed but she felt sure it wasn't from fighting. SOMETHING had been going on though. The room seemed a bit out of joint, immediately noticeable to anyone who knew what a fanatic Headmaster Charleston was about "Everything in its place". But her attention kept.