Chapter 5 : A Game of Cricket

I had awoken with a deep sense of embarrassment from what had taken place in Guy’s presence the night before.

But Guy had already left the manor with Ralph when I appeared at breakfast. I was welcomed by a cheerful Iris and forgot my troubles.

Her wholesome warm appearance had no resemblance to the viperous feline that had ruled affairs the night before.

“Aha Margot! I can see you slept well; you’d certainly had a busy day of it!”

I caught her wit and responded with a chuckle of mirth,

“I certainly did Iris! I just hope today is less hectic” adding sheepishly, “Actually I’m a bit saddle sore after that drubbing I took with that strap-on thing.”

She came to me with a hug.

“It was a lot to take, I grant you Margo; but you did enjoy it; didn’t you?” she crooned.

“Well, after the shock of it, I suppose I did; It certainly gave me a crucial climax; but with Guy watching! Honestly Iris, I don’t know how to face him now?”

“Guy got a vital lesson on what’s expected Margot; don’t you see?” “It showed what’s required from him.”

“Oh, I see.” I said wide eyed, “You mean it set Guy a challenge seeing the size of that dildo?”

“Exactly Margot; made him realise we expect a bit more from him!”

Iris smiled at me benevolently. “I’ve got something I’ll show you.” Then upon returning sat next to me with a photo in her hand. It was of a beautiful naked youth with a fabulous hard, nine-inch cock.

The image had a studio style about it.

The youth posed; his cock thick and plump; it’s head glistening in it’s foreskin. Yet for a youth, the cock was heavily veined, putting me in mind of a mussel-builders biceps.

Bizarrely the plump young testicles were cruelly clamped in a stainless-steel ring!

Just looking at the image had caused my nipples to harden and my snatch to juice up.

“Wow, that would certainly hit any girls sweet spot!” I whispered in awe.

Then her thumb lifted away and I was amazed,

“My God! It’s your son Ralph!”

“Yes. He’s got what you like in a boy. Am I right?”

I flushed-up, “ I guess so. I cant help it. Am I a terrible slut?”

“Well, yes Margot but so am I. That’s why I worked at beefing-up what Ralph had.”

I looked at her, “ You mean?”

“He had a fine cock for his age Margot, but I worked hard on it; beefed it up; added stamina, girth and punch; enough to satisfy every time; a quality stud.”

I stared at her, “ Wow.”

“I can do the same for your boy too Margot.”

Her suggestion was outrageous yet it set my mind alight with sexual delight. I feigned disinterest and moved to another topic of what the boys were up to.