At 42 years old, Tom wasn’t likely to have children even if he wanted them. He never regretted not having a wife or child, but he had felt lonely in...the year since his last living groundskeeper died. Now, the mansion and the grounds were all maintained by robots. Not the kind that can be conversed with but simple machines that only go about their simple tasks as they were programmed to do.Tom wasn’t lacking entirely in company since many women and some men tried to be suitors to him. They were. He offers me a drink, but I decline. I want to have my senses tonight. He removes his jacket from me and rolls up his sleeves and makes a fire in the fireplace.Before long we have a roaring fire going. He comes and kneels at my feet and removes my heels. His strong hands rub my feet. Oh wow, I am lost in this display of his. Tingles run up my body. He finally sits beside me and takes me in his arms. He asks what I thought about dinner. I expound on how impressed I was with his knowledge of. She fitted the leather contraption onto his soft cock and secured it into place with the provided straps. Bill let out a sigh of relieve.“Are we doing ok babe “ she asked.“Yes” he hesitated “ Mistress”“See not so bad , it just conceals and holds everything in place , that’s of course until you get an erection. What’s your safe word?” she asked.“Oh Kim for fucks sake I’m not going to need a safe word, you promised nothing I couldn’t tolerate.”“Humour me?”“Red. I’ll use red , ok”“Yes my darling. As she sat on the bed she said to me tomorrow I want you to fix this draw for me and pointed towards her bedside draw I said it shouldn’t be a problem. As I have always been a person who is good with these types of things. She reached across to her bedside cabinet and gave me a key from there and told me that this was the key for the house and to make myself feel comfortable when I come back tomorrow. With that said we said are goodbyes and I left. The next day I got to my aunties and couldn’t.