In which we dive into the fire.
(The Duke of Kent's estate, the night of the Christmas Ball.)
(After the guests have departed)
The hour has grown late and the candles sink low in their holders. A servant has come and gone several times to refresh my port, or to make sure I am comfortable. The din from the ballroom receded as I read, but now I am conscious that the time has ( Read more... )
(After the guests have departed)
The hour has grown late and the candles sink low in their holders. A servant has come and gone several times to refresh my port, or to make sure I am comfortable. The din from the ballroom receded as I read, but now I am conscious that the time has ( Read more... )
The evening draws to a close and I say goodbye to my guests.
"Jeanette," I say to one of the chambermaids, who on occasion acts as a lady's maid to my female guests. (And now and then to male ones...) "Do make up the bed in the Garden Room," I say, because that is the room I usually give my guests on occasions like this. It is a pretty room, with a lovely view, and there is a rather charming erotic frieze above the bed to encourage things along. "And make up the fire. Then take Lady Reaves there and help her with anything she might require ( ... )
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My head feels blessedly lighter now, and I run my hands through it's mass and shake the curls free as I stand in front of the fire. I am in mid shake when I hear a gentle tap at the door right before it creaks open. I take a deep breath and turn, smiling as I rake my fingers through my hair.
"I thought I would enquire after your ankle." I smile a bit more slyly and cross to a chair by the bed. "Tis a miracle, truly Your Grace. It seems to have made a miraculous recovery." I inform him, eyebrow arching. I sit myself down and lift up the hem of my skirt, showing him my ( ... )
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"Tis a miracle, truly Your Grace. It seems to have made a miraculous recovery." She pulls up her skirt, and my breath catches a little at the shape of her fine leg.
"But perhaps you should look at it, just to be sure," she says daringly, but I see she is shaking. The combination of ardour and nerves is very arousing. I kneel down on the floor and take her foot in my hand.
"I see it is much improved," I say, gently turning her ankle one way and then another. "Let me check for swelling..." I run my fingers slowly up her calf, and I smile at her wickedly. "I think you are very well, my dear lady," I say. "But do let me know if you are in any discomfort at all... Perhaps I can soothe you."
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"I think you are very well, my dear lady," Albert informs me, and I blush at the compliment and absently twine a lock of hair between my fingers. I would imagine in these type of... situations, compliments are natural. I am just unused to hearing any directed at me from a lover. "Thank you, my lord." I say quietly, but still smiling. "I am glad I meet with... clinical approval."
"But do let me know if you are in any discomfort at all... Perhaps I can soothe you." Oh, I am in discomfort. I have been for weeks, and if he does not soothe it I shall die, I think ( ... )
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"I would be most grateful if you could help me pinpoint the source of my malady and set it to rights."
"I believe I will have to undertake a thorough investigation," I say. "I believe in thoroughness." I smile and stroke her thigh. "I believe I will have to remove these," I say, and I unfasten the ribbons at the top of her hose, very slowly sliding them down her legs and off her feet. I intend to take my time. "Now, it will be easier to examine you if you lie back," I say, gently pushing her back onto the bed. "Tell me when you think I have reached the place you are aching," I say, and crouching over her, I begin to kiss very slowly and lightly from her ankles up her legs.
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"Tell me when you think I have reached the place you are aching," Albert bids me, and before I can think his lips are at my ankle. I gasp a little in surprise, not only at the gesture but at the fact that it sends a thrill through me. The thrill only intensifies as his mouth traverses it's way from the hollow of my ankle to the bend of my knee. Part of me is blushing and shocked at what is happening, but it does not stop me from watching what he is doing or making little sounds of delight as he examines me ( ... )
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I glance up from where I am kissing her knee and grin. Wanda is definitely getting into the spirit of the game. I purr softly as she runs her hand through my hair.
"Please continue to try and find it, please?""I would never deny a lady anything she asked for so courteously," I say, and the way she opens her legs a little makes me touch the tip of my tongue to my bottom lip. "I will continue to investigate all possibilities most thoroughly ( ... )
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Albert smiles at me, and I wish could return it... but it is almost too much for me to keep my eyes locked on his, to not look away. This is so different from what I am accustomed to, so open! No hasty, rough fumbling here, no quick and passionless coupling under the sheets.
I gasp and my hips jerk when he gently touches me in a most intimate way. I wait for him to give me a few quick stokes with his hand, to make sure I am ready before he takes me...
but his fingers stay light, just the barest of touches, the lightest of caresses. I bite my lip and whimper as he stokes the most intimate part of me. "Perhaps this is the source of your malady." I moan as his fingers move again, and I arch up, just a bit. "Truly, my lord. You seem to have ( ... )
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"But... perhaps... if you continue... I would have a better... idea..."
I smile at her, and I slide my finger all the way in, and then let a second join it.
"Like this?" I say, waiting to hear her moan, and then I withdraw my fingers. I do not wish her to climax just yet.
"It seems to me, dear lady, I cannot be certain this is the precise spot if I have not examined the rest of you," I say soberly, and I begin to unlace the front of her chemise. I slide my hand inside and feel her soft breast - and her hard nipple. I roll it between my fingers. "Oh, it seems there may be some sensation here, too," I say, as if surprised, and I twitch my eyebrow at her before pulling the chemise over her head. "Let me take a closer look, my dear," I say, and lowering my head to her breast I put my tongue against her nipple.
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and then he takes his hand away and I am back to where I have been for nine years. Oh, is this was sex with all men is like? This yearning for something just out of reach that I will never be able to touch? I whimper and look at him imploringly, not even knowing what I am imploring him for. He is speaking of examinations as he fusses with the laces at the top of my chemise and curse it all! I know where the problem lies, if he would only return to his ministrations! I think I might be close to begging when his hand slips past the fabric, and then I am moaning again, that feeling returning swiftly.
"Oh, it seems there may be some sensation here, too, Let me take a closer look, my dear," I don't even have time to assemble my thoughts before I am deprived of my last garment and ( ... )
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"Oh, I ache so badly there Albert, please... please..."
I draw her nipple into my mouth, sucking firmly, and then I catch it between my teeth. She does not seem to find the sensation too much, and I do believe she likes it. My hand caresses her other breast, thumb stroking her peak, and then I put my mouth to that breast, tasting it thoroughly.
After this I kiss down her stomach, soft and smooth, and I pause for a moment to admire the thatch of dark red hair between her legs.
"You are lovely, Wanda," I say. It seems that pig of a husband never bothers to tell her this. His loss is my gain. I shift down the bed, and at last I put my mouth against her sex, kissing it very gently.
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The sound she makes as she climaxes is most satisfying.
I draw back after a moment and lick my fingers thoughtfully.
"You are delicious, darling," I say, leaning over her and kissing her lightly so that she may taste herself on my lips. "Quite, quite delicious."
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