I was just about to tell him to keep his hands to himself when Marlene shifted in her sleep. She rested her head on my shoulder and her left leg slid ...nder my legs. I wasn't to concerned before because I new Mark really couldn't reach anything. In this new position with her legs spread partially open he could touch her sex if he was daring enough. I started to get a warm feeling and instead of yelling at Mark to stop, I began to wonder where his fingers were and what they were doing. We passed. During the past few months, I'd detected a shift in her affections. She abandoned me more and more to my own devices; I wondered what I'd done to warrant this change.An unknown voice accompanied her as she fumbled her key in the lock of the front door. She entered, followed by a stranger, giggling as she responded to his charm.The man looked down at me, naked but for my collar."This is Judy," my mistress informed him."She's lovely," he admitted."Would you like to stroke her?" No, not right. “Grayson Private Security, my name is Ivy. What can I do for you today?” A professional female voice spoke to me. “Yes, hello Ivy. My name is Samuel Grayson. As I'm sure you're aware, I've recently taken over as CEO and I wanted to come into the office, look over how everything is going. When I get there if you could have all the jobs that we are currently employed in that would be fantastic.” I spoke as I started to pick out my clothes for the day. “Oh yes, Mr Grayson. I can start getting. His arms didn't seem to havetheir usual muscularity. The stubble he'd usually have by this time ofday wasn't there. No need to shave before going out he thought andgiggled, then stopped short. It hadn't sounded at all manly.He went to the bathroom and again had the opposite experience to John.He'd always been quietly pleased with him manhood but, just now, althoughhe couldn't swear there was a difference it looked a bit below average.Not the sort of thing where you'd drop your trousers in.