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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