“4 inches, not much is it? Not like your father” As she disappointedly read out the measurement my dick gave a twitch against the ruler, a big dr...op of precum spat from my dick and landed on the ruler where one of her fingers was marking where my dick ended. “You seem to have little control over yourself, don’t you? I think we perhaps need to teach you some.” She held the ruler up to my face and I could see where the ruler was now glistening, “Clean it” she said as she brought to my mouth. . Mr. Benson will be happy. Have a great weekend, Alan." You too Joan," I responded.I finished up screwing down the junction box as Joan walked off. After making certain the wiring was secure, I headed over to Jack's office. With him in a meeting, I had a chance to check his phone.I stepped into Jack's office and was amazed at the spaciousness and beauty. Dark wood paneling and plush carpeting everywhere. I stepped over to his giant leather desk chair. I sat down. What a plush, comfortable chair.. Ooh, I just love his hands on me. And talk about staying power! Of course, you hogged him last night." Yeah, I did. An engagement night shouldn't be shared. We made love. We talked. We made love and talked some more. We did a lot of talking, and this morning when I woke up, I was in his arms and realized my love for him had grown a lot overnight. It wasn't the lovemaking that made me love him more, either. It was the talking. Joe might be a hick from the sticks, but my cowboy has more good. She met my gaze and as she smiled into my face the room lit up as if someone had pulled back the curtains. Wow. Where had that been hidden? "Would you like some breakfast, Sir?"Suddenly, I would. The smell was revealed to be coming from a tray, with hot porridge, cream, and a boiled egg, alongside the toast. This could not be a coincidence. How did she discover my favourite breakfast things and get them assembled with such perfect timing?I jumped out to use the toilet, forgetting to be worried.