Choice Tales from the Vale – (329) Stalking her Prey

 

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 thirty two year old Gloria Samson lived and worked.

She was under no illusions about herself, she knew she was very plain looking, the large aquiline nose didn’t help, but she thought her short blonde hair was her crowning glory, though when she was working she wore it in a pony tail, and she worked a lot, in fact her work ethic bordered on the epic and she was also a very small woman, standing 5ft tall in stocking feet.

But being stick thin, with no visible bust line at all, and no hips to speak of, meant from behind she looked like a boy, she had very nice legs though and tiny feet, for a grown woman anyway.

So, she had no major assets to speak of, not visible ones at any rate, she had her work ethic obviously, a gentle nature, a heart as big as the moon and she was very good in bed.

The problem was she was alone, as her husband of 10 years Terry, told her out of the blue that he had been seeing another woman, for six years, and he was leaving her to live with Dawn in Abbottsford.

She was devastated because she was a happily married woman, and she thought it was a good marriage and she did love him, admittedly the sex wasn’t earthmoving, as he wasn’t very adventurous or imaginative in the bedroom, and was strictly a missionary only kind of guy, but she did love him.

Ironically, she had just ended a brief fling a few weeks earlier stating her love for her husband as the reason she was ending it.

Gloria was a cleaner and because of her hard work she had built up list of regular clients in the big houses in the posh part of Willow and a couple of those houses were on Waterside Road.

In fact her very first job was on that road, the Monroe house, when she started it was working for the parents of the present Monroe in residence, and it was with Alex that she had the brief fling with.

It wasn’t a love affair or anything of that nature, it was simply no strings attached sex, and nor was it instigated by her, it was all down to Alex who took advantage of her while she was sprawled on the top of the domed trunk in the hallway while she was reaching for her wedding ring, not that she was complaining, she loved it and she jumped him uninvited a couple of times.

Nevertheless she brought it to an end because of her marriage, but that was now over and so was the chance of picking up with Alex again because he was now all loved up with the St Claire girl, who was the daughter of another of her long standing clients.

Although she was on a promise of a nerve tingling, knicker wetting, toe curling, knee trembling totally orgasmic Christmas box which she had every intention of collecting.

There was one other man in her life however that she thought was a suitable candidate for her affections and her lust who was another of her long-standing clients, Dr Rowe.

 

Dr Phillip Rowe was a physio therapist who divided his time between St Lucy’s Hospital in Sharpington, where he held NHS Clinics, 3 times a week and his private practice which he ran out of his home in Willow, and it was in his surgery that he first met Gloria.

 

Gloria 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.

It turned out to be a wise investment as she ended up getting him as a client, and he was a good one as he wanted someone to do 4 hours, three days a week, and one and an hour and a half every other day, because he was a little OCD and needed the toilets cleaning every day.

She didn’t mind and because he had struggled to find someone to meet his needs, once he had seen her in action, he paid very well.

 

He was a quiet unassuming man, 37 years old, medium height, slim build, with thinning sandy hair and grey eyes, and she liked him very much, and had from the beginning.

She also knew that he liked her, or at least he liked looking at her, because she had caught him on numerous occasions, and she was really flattered, not many men looked at her the way he did.

But she was a happily married woman, so she carried on working and he carried on watching and she remained flattered.

However, after Terry had left her she decided to reassess the situation and explore whether or not there was potential for a relationship.

Her first move was to test the strength of his attraction unfortunately she didn’t have an extensive arsenal of weaponry at her disposal.

She wasn’t tall and leggy nor was she curvy or hippy so she would just have to make the most of what she did have.

Although Gloria was by her own admission, plain, she did however have charming green eyes and a lovely smile, she was also small and petite which moved her into cute territory, she also possessed that greatly underappreciated trait of a nice personality.

Her personality had certainly carried her a long way, which was why he always greeted her arrival, on his surgery days, with a cheerful countenance and an invitation to tea and biscuits in the kitchen.

But with his shyness, personality and refreshments wasn’t going to get her over the line, and for that she needed to deploy her best assets, one being an extremely cute bum and the other was her really nice legs.

More often than not, because she knew she had great legs, she wore short skirts and because she had the arse of a teenage boy her second outfit of choice was jeggings.

When she was wearing the former she would perform tasks around him which involved her stretching up to her maximum height or on tiptoes so the hem of her skirt would rise just enough

  to expose the merest glimpse of her panties.

When she was wearing jeggings or leggings she would perform lower level tasks around him that involved her bending over at the waist and serving up the delicious view of her pert round bum, she always knew when she had hit the mark because his cheeks would be flushed when she turned around.

Gloria was not blessed with a chest of any note in fact her offerings were on the meagre side, regardless she took to going braless and wearing very clingy tops to make the best of what she had, and arousing her nipples before entering a room he was in she thought would peak his interest.

However, despite all her best efforts, and the fact that he had noticed her and furthermore relished the tableaux she presented to him, he didn’t act.

This inaction on her part left her very frustrated, and on top of that her period started.

Immediately following her period, she was always incredibly horny, so she planned to seriously up her game on the first day she was free of the curse.

Instead of a clingy top she went for something more loosely fitting in a translucent fabric, her shortest skirt, and a pair of black silk knickers with lace trim.

 

“Morning Doc” she said brightly as she let herself in and Phil’s spirits lifted.

“Hello Gloria” he said brightly, putting down his newspaper, he looked forward to her visits, even though he felt guilty for the dirty thoughts he had about her.

She took off her coat and hung it up behind the kitchen door, but before she put on her tabard she asked

“Could I have a drink before I start?”

“Of course, help yourself” he replied hoping she went for a tumbler, “You know where the glasses are”

The glasses were in the cupboard across from where he was sitting and the tumblers were on the top shelf and being only five foot she had to stand on tiptoe to reach them and as she knew, the act of stretching up her arm raised the hem of her skirt, she then reached further to the back of the shelf and fully expose the curves of her perfect little cheeks in her black silk knickers, when she had retrieved a glass she turned and looked at him and was delighted to see he had his mouth open.

Gloria was smiling as she walked to the sink, where she filled the glass and stood there for a moment or two feeling the warmth of the sun on her face, and was sure his eyes were still on her, so she slowly turned around to face him and he audibly gasped as the morning sun turned her translucent blouse invisible.

“Gotya” she thought “Now to reel him in”

But before she had chance to capitalise from her provocative handiwork and take advantage of him, the doorbell rang

“Oh um… PPPPatient” He stuttered and got uncomfortably to his feet, due to his erection which was significant, so much so that he couldn’t straighten up, and had to hold his newspaper in front of him to hide the bulge.

“Bollocks” muttered Gloria and took her tabard from behind the door and put it on as Phil opened the door.

“Ah Mr Cooke, you’re a little early but go through to the surgery” he said, still unable to achieve the perpendicular

“Blimey Doc you look like you need physio more than I do” he said and laughed

 

Gloria meanwhile powered through the cleaning fuelled by anger and frustration and then went home to get ready for action.

She had tempted, taunted and teased for weeks yet she still hadn’t been rogered so there would be no more beating around the bush, she was just going to take what she wanted.

So, after she had bathed she dried her freshly laundered bush and stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled.

She had shaved her pussy in the summer, and it made her feel quite sexy, but not as sexy as she felt with her bush.

Gloria perfumed and powdered every inch of her tiny frame and then she did her hair and makeup before dressing in the sexiest silk underwear that she possessed, stockings and suspenders and the finished off with a white silk blouse and a pleated skirt then she returned to Dr Rowes house.

It was getting late when she left the house and by the time she drove into Phil’s road it was dark, but she decided to park on the street and walk to his house and as she walked along the meandering path up to his front door she couldn’t see any lights on, but his surgery was at the back so it was possible he was in there, by the time she walked through the front door her eyes were accustomed to the dark but there was no sign of life.

“It’s just not to be” Gloria thought to herself and sighed and then thought she’d have a coffee before she went home again and fingered herself to sleep.

Just as she reached the kitchen, the door suddenly opened and a weak light spilled into the hall and then she was knocked off her feet by a figure and she and her assailant fell into the darkness of the hall, and Gloria finished up prostrate on top of her attacker on the person rug.

As soon as she detected the aftershave she kissed them full on the mouth and inserted her tongue quite expertly and in that instant of insertion Phil kissed her back and she was encouraged by the certain degree of skill in his tongues application, and she was really enjoying the rather pleasing engagement of tongue and she would have said he was a damn good kisser, and she wasn’t expecting that.

Phil on the other and wasn’t expecting her hand to unzip his fly and pull out his semi through the opening, and in her hand it didn’t stay semi for long, and then she disengaged her mouth from his and went to work on his cock, and the expert way she set about her task he was left in no doubt that his was not the first cock she'd had her lips around.
Phil could only lay back while Gloria, the object of his lust gave him  great head and say

“Oh Gloria”

But she had no intention of letting him come anywhere other than inside her cunny so she quickly stood up, which was when she noticed that one of her shoes was missing, which had obviously come off her foot when they both fell, so she kicked off its partner and then

Gloria backed away from the shadows and into the pool of light spilling from the kitchen and stood against the wall where she slowly and seductively unzipped her skirt and let it fall easily to the floor.

She couldn’t see her audience but she knew he was there as he gasped as her skirt descended to her ankles, so she began unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time and then with a shrug of her shoulders the blouse floated to the ground, and then she stood against the wall wearing a silk camisole set, stockings and suspenders all in white.  Which was when Phil joined her from the shadows with his erection still protruding from his open fly and as they stood there in close proximity, she didn’t say anything but her breathing was quick and shallow, as she waited for him to make the next move, and after a half a minute or so his lips returned to hers and Gloria’s hand went to his shaft and tugged on it roughly.

Phil fumbled inside her camisole and moved his hands quickly to her soft little breasts surmounted by needle sharp nipples, when aroused, which they quickly were.

Soon her kissing became more urgent and her grip on his rod more taught so his hands left her titties and travelled to her back to begin  their journey down to her fleshy cheeks which he briefly fondled through the silk, before slipping his thumbs in the waistband of her cami knickers and pulled them off effortlessly as they gave little resistance over her narrow hips and tiny arse.

Once her silk drawers reached her ankles she extricated her stocking feet from the pile of discarded clothing and kicked them aside while Phil fondled her soft, squeezable arse, but he soon worked his way teasingly to her freshly laundered bush and then slid his fingers in between her juicy lips.

Gloria was still kissing him hard and snorting in great lungs full of air through her nose but still gripping his cock, but she reluctantly let go to undo his trouser button and frantically began to yank down his Chinos and bared his arse.

Phil removed his fingers from her honeyed lips and backed her closer to the corner behind her where Gloria’s narrow hips and small buttocks fitted neatly.

But she kept her thighs together when he had her in position

“So, I just have one question” she said

“Is this just a one off or can I expect regular attention?”

“I’m hoping to be a frequent flyer” he replied

“Time to check in then” she said and relaxed her thighs and with Phil grasping a cheek in each hand he lifted her off the floor where she opened up for him and he slid into her and Gloria wrapped herself around him, pulling him deeper into her, and she moaned as he went at her greedily.

With her legs wrapped around his hips, her arms wrapped around his neck and shoulders, Gloria was growling out contented moans to his rhythmic penetrations.

As he pumped her harder her moans turned to guttural groans as her pleasure heightened and grew louder the closer, she got to climax and was frenetically climbing until crescendo and they climaxed in unison.

There stayed in their final lustful position for several minutes, panting loudly, his cock still twitching inside her and her muscles contracting around his shaft and she made several long pleasurable languorous sighs as he kissed her neck and she hugged him tightly.

 

When he finally withdrew from her they had a long lingering kiss before Gloria picked up her clothes and quickly started to dress in the dark, but she had only just hoisted her knickers up into place when the hall light went on and he stood watching her wearing nothing except her secretions, as he had been undressing while she was pulling her draws up.

“You don’t need to be wearing anything more than that for what I have in mind” Phil said

“Oh yes, and what do you have in mind?” she asked

“Get upstairs to my bed and you’ll find out” he said and walked to the bottom of the stairs, she followed smartly, and they exchanged a long liquid kiss before she sprinted up the stairs giggling.