The Dulcets are a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of
Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a
few, and of course Dulcet-on-Willow, which is a large sprawling village beside
the gentle shallow River Willow, which runs unhurriedly from the Pepperstock
Hills to the more vibrant River Brooke, and it’s in the Village of Willow where
physiotherapist Dr Rowe lived and worked.
Dr Phillip Rowe was a quiet unassuming physio therapist, 37 years old, medium height, slim build, with thinning sandy hair
and grey eyes, who divided his time between St Lucy’s Hospital in Sharpington, where
he held NHS Clinics, 3 times a week and his private practice he ran out of his
home in Willow, and It was in his surgery that he first met Gloria.
She had torn her calf muscle and needed physio on it, but the NHS
waiting list was insanely long, so she had to go private, it was expensive but
necessary as she needed it to heal as quickly as possible so she could keep up
her punishing work schedule without letting her clients down.
Right from the first appointment he was taken by Thirty two year old
Gloria Samson, he knew by reputation that she was a hard worker, and very
reliable as a cleaner, but when he first saw her charming green eyes and lovely smile, that was when it happened.
During the appointments she was very chatty and he liked the fact that
she was under no illusions about herself, she knew she was very plain looking,
the large aquiline nose didn’t help, and she was skinny and flat chested, and
because of her narrow hips and small bum, from behind she was sometimes
mistaken for a boy.
Not by him though, he saw the petite little woman, standing
5ft tall in stocking feet, in a very different light, with her short blonde
hair, stunning legs and tiny feet.
When her treatment was over, he offered her a job cleaning the
surgery, not because he needed a new cleaner but because he wanted to keep on
seeing her.
But seeing her almost
every day he realised she was possessed of a great work ethic, a gentle
nature, a heart as big as the moon and that
greatest of underappreciated traits, a nice personality, and once they began
sleeping together he discovered another major asset, she was exceptionally good
in bed, in fact the sex was fantastic and her appetite was voracious.
However, as the weeks
went by, the sex did not abate, but he soon realised in the quiet times in
between the sex that he had fallen in love with Gloria.
He pinched himself at the start of everyday, especially the ones on
which he woke up beside her, just to check he wasn’t dreaming.
It was Thanksgiving
Day and when he woke up that morning, he decided that he would ask Gloria something
when she came to clean that day.
He got up, showered and shaved but when he drew the bedroom curtains
and looked out it appeared that winter had arrived early.
He turned on the TV and discovered that the Vale was gripped in
winters bitter grasp and snow fall and near blizzard conditions had closed a
lot of the roads.
He slipped on his dressing gown and went downstairs to his surgery and
checked his diary, he only had three appointment’s that day, none of them local
to Willow so he picked up the phone and called them to cancel.
After that he went to the kitchen and made himself a coffee before
calling Gloria
“Hi Doc”
“Gloria, I don’t want you to come in today” he said
“But I’m just going out the door now” she said
“Don’t risk it hon” he said “it’s not worth it”
“But I want to see you” she said
“I want to see you too, but I don’t want you getting hurt”
He pointed out “Promise me you won’t do anything silly”
“But…”
“Promise me” he insisted
“Ok I promise” Gloria said with her fingers crossed
“Good girl” he said “Now there was something else I needed to talk to
you about”
“Oh! What’s that?” she asked suspiciously, wondering if he was dumping
her or sacking her.
“Well I’m going to spend Christmas in Spain with my brother” he
explained
“Oh ok, so you won’t need me over Christmas” she said sighing with
relief
“Yes and no” he said
“Which one Doc”
“Well I won’t need you to clean, but I want you over Christmas” he
said
“I don’t understand” Gloria said
“I want you to come with me” he said and the line went silent
“Gloria!”
“Gloria!!”
“You want me to go to Spain with you” she said “To clean the Villa”
“No not as my cleaner”
“You mean as in, you and me?” she asked
“Yes, you and me” he confirmed “us, a couple, will you come”
“Yes please” she squealed “I wish I was there and we could celebrate”
“Celebrate” was Gloria’s euphemism for sex.
“We can celebrate when you can get here safely” he said
“I’m already looking forward to that” Gloria sighed
“Ok I’ll see you soon” he said, and then mouthed the words
“I love you”
Phil put the kettle on again and decided not to bother getting dressed
so he turned the heating up and kept his dressing gown on.
He was sitting in the lounge and drinking his third coffee of the
morning when there was a loud knocking on the front door.
“Who on earth?” he exclaimed and got up and went to the door and when
he opened it a snow-covered figure pushed passed him and stepped into the
hallway.
The figure was dressed in a long blue duffel coat, with the hood up
and a woollen hat below, and a heavy woollen scarf wrapped around their face,
large mittens and pink wellington boots, in fact the only part of the snow
covered creature that was visible was their eyes, charming green eyes, which he recognized
immediately.
“Gloria?” he said, “What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to say “thank you” she replied through her scarf.
“You could have had an accident” he said crossly, pushing her hood
back and taking off her woollen hat and kissed her forehead as she removed her
mittens and un-wrapped the scarf from around her face.
“Where’s your car? I didn’t hear you pull up,” he asked as he sat her
down on a chair where she held out a leg and said
“Do the honours?”
So, he pulled her boot off to reveal a thick grey sock”
“I walked” she replied as she held out the other leg
“You walked three miles in this?” he asked waving his arm
exaggeratedly
“I told you I wanted to say “thank you”“ she said and kissed him
“Thank you”
“I’m cross with you” he said and kissed her back
“You can spank me later” Gloria said and chuckled
“I mean it” he said crossly “you could have thanked me on the phone”
“I didn’t just want to say thank you” she replied and changed the
nature of the kiss
“So, thank you” she said as she unbuttoned her coat and let it slip
off her shoulders to the floor to reveal her beautiful little figure in an
ivory silk teddy, her small breasts, well defined with her nipples standing
proud through the shimmering silk in the cold hallway.
The only other thing she was wearing were the thigh length grey wool
socks, silk stockings would have been sexier, but not by much, and he thought “needs
must”.
Gloria stepped in close and they kissed passionately as his hands
caressed her back, then settled on her waist before pulling her closer to him
and her kiss was warm and sensual and every fibre of him tingled.
She pulled her lips away but still close enough that he could feel her
breath as she spoke
“Where would you like me?” she panted.
“In front of the fire” he replied and kissed her hot mouth before
taking her hand and leading her into the lounge where a log fire blazed.
Once inside Gloria pushed him back against the door and asked
“Aren’t you going to unwrap your “thank you” gift?”
“You could unwrap it for me” he suggested
“Is that what you want?” she asked and he nodded, so Gloria stepped
back so he had a good view and then she began caressing her breasts through the
silk before they slowly descended across the ivory rippled silk until they
settled at the top of her thighs.
Gloria gave him a wicked smile and then slowly, deliberately and oh so
tantalizingly undid each popper on her crotch one by one by one and when the
gusset hung loose between her slender thighs, she grabbed the bottom of her
teddy in both hands and pulled it off over her head, then she looked at him
coyly as she dropped the ivory silk to the floor and rushed into his arms.
“I love my present” he said, and she looked up at him childlike and
smiled and then he kissed her smiling lips.
Phil cupped her tiny breasts and felt her stiff rosebud nipples
pressing against his palm before he fell to his knees and kissed her fleshy
breasts and took each nipple into his mouth in turn as she ran her fingers
through his sandy hair.
Her skin was soft and silky and smelled of coconut oil as he kissed
the skin of her quivering belly and his hands settled on her fleshy cheeks,
then he kissed her lower and lower until his face was buried in her lush
Jasmine fragranced bush with an under note of her exotic musk.
“Do it as if it was our first time” she implored.
“What?”
“Pretend that this is our first time” she asked
“I don’t have to pretend Gloria” he replied “every time is as special
as the first time for me”
And with a huge smile on her face she threw
herself into his arms and they kissed and then with real urgency she scrambled on
to the hearth rug and waited for him.
She didn’t have to wait long as he scrambled after her and lay half on
and half off her delicious body.
Phil put his hand on the side of her face and pulled her head gently
towards his and teased her lips with his several times until she smiled open
mouthed and his tongue penetrated her aperture and they dissolved into a sea of
passion.
His hand left her cheek and caught her breast as it rose and fell on
her heaving chest as Gloria’s hands scratched lightly at his back, his hand
then crossed her belly, and as his fingers combed through her tousled bush he stopped
kissing her.
Gloria looked up at him open mouthed as his digits progressed, she
closed her eyes and sucked in air through her teeth as she opened like a piece
of ripe fruit to the gentle touch of his fingertips.
Between her parted lips his fingers revelled in the sensual syrup of
her secretions, and their foreheads touched as she panted in his face with each
tender touch, until her body tensed and she gasped.
He kissed her hot panting mouth as he maneuvered above her and
she exuded a divinely sensual sound as he entered her.
In the glow of the firelight on that winter morning as they made love
her hands were on his buttocks and as the tempo increased, she moaned and sighed
and as she neared Shangri-La, and he could feel the burning heat from her, Gloria’s
rasping breaths became deeper, and as her panting became erratic and her head
rolled from side to side, her nails dug into his fleshy cheeks and then with a
sensual scream and a satisfying shudder she cried out in orgasm and Phil
followed her over the abyss.
“Did you like your “Thank you” gift?” she asked as in blissful
contentment they cuddled up underneath a tartan throw on the rug in the
afterglow
“Very much” he replied
“Was there something you would have preferred?” she asked sighs
“No darling that was exactly what I would have wished for” he replied,
and she responded with a longer sigh.
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