Choice Tales from the Vale – (124) The Prudish Miss Kirby

 

Virginia Kirby was a ward sister at the Winston Churchill Hospital and she was a rather plain middle-aged woman just the wrong side of 50.

Virginia was five foot six inches tall and very trim, and stood an inch or so taller in her stout shoes, and her sisters uniform fitted her perfectly, tapered at the waist where the broad belt sat.

Her once black hair was now streaked with grey and bore what Catherine Cookson fans would recognise as the “Mallen streak”.

She was always smiling, but the ageing in her face wasn’t all due to laughter lines, life’s hardships and experiences were etched into her face as well, each line and furrow an event and for those who could read such signs it was like her résumé.

She was well-liked and respected at work but none of her colleagues knew her outside of work and assumed she was just a sad lonely spinster.

That was due in part to the fact that she was a private person and didn’t talk of her private life and also because those who had happened to see her outside of work reported back that she was a frump as she choose to dress in the twin set and tweed style because sartorially Virginia was a sensible shoes and utilitarian tights kind of woman.

Even people from the village of Dulcet St Mary, where she had lived for 20 years believed her to be a sad lonely old soul and many of them referred to her as “the prudish Miss Kirby” or “virginal Virginia” or “the dried up old spinster”.

But as more than one man had found out to their surprise beneath the frumpy exterior lay hidden delights.

The other thing that tended to reinforce the stereotype was her heavy involvement with St Mary’s church but even the other congregants were unaware of her true nature.

Which was why when a new curate arrived at St Mary’s and was in need of lodgings Virginal Virginia was as always the obvious choice.

Being single and living in a three bedroom house she always had room for a lodger and being the epitome of respectability and a dried up old virgin there was never a hint of impropriety.

 

So that was how it came about that the new curate, 34 year old Colin Ash, came to be knocking on Virginia’s front door one cold winters evening.

“Mrs Kirby?” he asked as she opened the door

She gave the curate an appraising glance, he was tall and lean with curly mousy hair and blue eyes and a nervous smile.

“Miss” she replied, and there was a moment’s hesitation as he digested the information that she was unmarried but on looking her up and down he felt all was in order.

“I’m Colin Ash” he said “the new curate, I’ve come to look at the room”

“Yes do come in Colin” she said amiably “I’m all ready for you”

“Thank you” he said and stepped into the hall

“Go up” she urged “There are two room available you can have first choice”

“Excellent” he said

Colin started up the stairs and Virginia followed

“Nice arse” she thought to herself and then said

“Turn left at the top of the stairs and it’s in front of you”

 

He followed her instructions and walked into the first of the two vacant rooms which turned out to be the only one he got to see, because no sooner had he stepped into the room than Virginia shoved him firmly from behind in the direction of the bed where he finished up prostate.

Virginia Kirby was quite small and slim, much smaller than Colin, but surprisingly strong.

Virginia then jumped on top of him and kissed him full on the lips and inserted her tongue quite expertly into his mouth and before Colin knew what he was doing he was kissing her back.

“Damn” he thought “she’s good kisser”

While their tongues were busily engaged in oral exploration Virginia, with a certain degree of skill subtly unzipped his fly and pulled out the Curates stiffening cock through the opening.

And in her hand it went from stiffening to bone hard in seconds and she disengaged her mouth from his and transferred its allegiance and she went to work on his cock with the same level of expertise she had shown at kissing.

 

The supposedly prudish Miss Kirby was giving great head.

“Oh Virginia” he uttered as she worked diligently on him.

It was at that moment that she stopped because she was ready for action.

Virginia stood up and yanked his trousers and pants down then she knelt on the floor and removed his socks.

Colin sat up and ended up with one leg either side of the kneeling Virginia and as he removed his shirt she took his cock in her mouth again which was toe curling-ly divine.

But it was his turn to call a halt to the oral proceedings and she slurped loudly as he pulled her off his cock and she had to wipe her mouth on the sleeve of her twin set.

“Your turn” he said so she stood up and quickly fumbled for the zip on her dress, once located and unzipped the whole thing slipped easily over her frame and fell effortlessly to the floor and he gasped when he saw she was completely naked but for stockings and suspenders.

When she saw his reaction she said

“I told you I was all ready for you”

She stepped forward and bent down to kiss him and reached down and began tugging on his shaft again.

Colin meanwhile grasped her tidy buttocks and then propelled her onto the bed and crawled on the bed next to her and they kissed again his hands moved quickly to her breasts, which were small and firm with nipples as fat as his little finger when aroused, which they quickly were.

But his hands were destined for elsewhere and as one fondled a succulent cheek the other worked its way teasingly to her generous thicket and then he slipped two clerical fingers between her juicy lips and as he felt the creamy wetness between his fingers he thought back to the jibes about her being a dried up old spinster, if they only knew just how wet she was at that moment they would have changed their tune.

Virginia was kissing him hard and snorting in great lungs full of air through her nose as he fingered her and at the optimum moment having made her gasp out her orgasm he removed his fingers from her honeyed lips and prepared to mount her and she spread herself wide to oblige him and he slid into her.

Virginia received his offering with a deep throated moan and wrapped herself around him like a cloak pulling him deeper into her and he went at her vigorously and she growled out contented moans to his rhythmic penetrations, until in the final crescendo she screamed out a filthy roar.

Still entwined and panting loudly, she made several long pleasurable and languorous sighs and asked.

“Is the room to your liking?”

“Oh yes this will do very nicely” he replied and kissed her neck.

 

As Virginia and Colin lay silently in the afterglow she wore a look of smug satisfaction on her face and Colin thought how when he had knocked on the door he had no idea that he was about to be ensnared in a passionate trap in Virginia’s spare room, but now he could look forward to employing his off duty time from St Marys pleasuring a middle aged spinster or more precisely being pleasured by a middle aged spinster.