“I meant I could use some more sleep. I had one too many last night.”Tamara and Connor proceeded to their meeting and did not mention the incident...again.But, now, as Connor lay pulling on his meat, he wondered. Would Tamara be up for that? What would that body of hers look like naked? How would she be in bed? She’s probably an overzealous pleaser, just as she was at work, he thought to himself.Connor entered a detailed fantasy that had he and Tamara had gone to the Four Seasons after the. " I sat at the bar and watched him, elated that he was now bare-chested and dressed in running shorts. Without the hat, I could see that his hair was nearly all grey and cut short. He was portly yet muscular with grey chest hair and thick, hairy arms. "You going to feed me?" I asked, leaning over to inspect his crotch bulge, which was ample. What are you going to feed me, Frank? I bit my tongue to keep from laughing. "Hope you're hungry." He smiled and my stomach felt like I had fallen off a. OH GOD how that had been my fantasy for so long, and my Mistress was going to give it to me, wasn't she? That single moment that I went though "yes she will" "no she won't" in my head a thousand times, but it was only half a second real time. "Come here "A", drain some of this milk before my little Puppy bursts." What magic words these were to me as my Mistress was getting out of bed. Her hair was a mess but she was glorious to me. She told Puppy to get on her back and I was instructed to lie. " I reply. "Which ones?" she asks, I just look at her and smile. Her eyes grow wide, "All of them? You really are a slut! So, should I read you a story so you can look your best for your photo shoot?" I look at the clock; you should be at work for at least four more hours. If we work fast and stay focused, we should be able to get the pictures taken, loaded onto my computer, and sent off to you before you leave the office. "Sure, but let's read them together. I'll be Jason, and you are me. We.