"Is ... is she ... is that a portrait of your daughter?"Dean guffawed and said, "Not you, too! No, Andrea is my wife! She came into my life just about...six months ago when I really needed my life to get back on track. And I can tell you that she really has reenergized me. The other folks around here accuse me of robbing the cradle, and I keep telling them that she is my fountain of youth."When Dean had used the word 'wife, ' Kyle's knees had almost buckled in surprise. This just keeps getting. "No not at all" she said holding up the measure. "4 inches". She stopped. Looked down, and then looked at me, "Ahh, that must be a shame. I bet you don't orgasm like men with real cocks do you?". She ran her finger along the underside of my cock. "Their's go on for ages and are really intense, lasting ages - are yours like that?" No Princess"."oh. Well, get your pants on - and start your job"."Yes Princess".And I did, and after about two hours (and a coffee break)I finished that and we had. " I ... I can't do that," Dora said aghast. "I'd never hear the end of it from Mrs Harris." I insist," said Tom."Oh sir, please don't," pleaded Dora.At this point Mrs Harris appeared, giving Tony a once over as well and a slight smile."Could we have some tea please, Mrs Harris?" Tom asked. "And please provide a cup for Dora too as she's already missed her lunch, looking after me so pleasantly." Of course, sir. You should have summoned me earlier to allow Dora some relief," Mrs Harris. "But teasing wouldn't be all bad. Be good and wet for her. That would please her very well." I thought as I headed over to the closet, tail high up just as she liked it, careful not to trip on my chain, and glanced at the clock and sighed, "Just 1 hour" then opened the door. There sat a large wooden chest. I had designed it with leather and wood working just for this. It was covered with intricate designs carved into the wood of the chest with leather strips wrapping over the top and linking to.