Chapter 8 : Cricket Match

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

But Ben 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 Margo! 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. I just hope today is less hectic” adding sheepishly, “actually I’m a bit saddle sore.”

She giggled with glee and came to me with a hug.

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

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

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

“Oh, I see.” I said wide eyed, “Well we’ve rather set Ben a challenge with the size of that dildo!” I chuckled.

Iris smiled at me benevolently and thought. “I wont be a minute” she said leaving me. 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 most certainly hit my sweet spot Iris.” I whispered.

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 Margo 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 Margo, 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 Margo.”

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.

Iris explained there was a cricket match on the green and both boys were eager to get into the game. She suggested going along and watching them play in the afternoon.