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
28 year old Alex Monroe lives in the house he was born in.
His parents have retired to a Villa in the Greek Islands and the six bedroom
detached house was left jointly to him and his brothers, Colin, two years
younger, who lived and worked in Australia, and Greg, two years older, who
owned and ran a Hotel in the Pepperstock Hills National Park, so Alex had the
house to himself the vast majority of the time.
He was 5ft 11, slim build with curly brown hair and by profession an
illustrator, children’s books mainly, though not exclusively and he had the
summer house converted into a studio from where he can work in peace, free of
distractions, the latter was particularly important as he was very easily
distracted, especially by women and his distraction of choice normally came in
the form of well covered peasantry, on the ample side of buxom, and he rarely
strayed from his sensual menu, and he had no romantic attachments.
That is until the day he had his first encounter with Clarissa St
Claire, the girl next door, who arrived at his front door, in a state of
inebriation after one too many birthday drinks.
At the time he didn’t welcome the intrusion because she was not his
normal fare and ticked none of his boxes, he liked a mature cuddlesome peasant
wench, and Clarissa St Claire was anything but, she was only 18, if the number
on the balloon was of any significance.
However despite that, a sexual encounter did take place between them
in his lounge but it didn’t go as far as she wanted it too, or as far as she
planned for it to go, she wanted him to take her virginity.
Which he declined to do that night, though he agreed that he would when
he thought she was ready, and many other sexual interludes followed, until the
day finally arrived when she got what she wanted, and more because he took her
cherry and her heart.
Unfortunately Clarissa and her family were Skiing in Vermont for 10
days, Alex was invited too, albeit begrudgingly, but he had to decline as he
had a series of book illustrations to complete and deliver to the publishers
before Christmas, but she would be back intime to spend their first Christmas
together, but while she was gone he missed her terribly.
It was a week before Christmas and more importantly it was a week
before Clarissa was due to return from Vermont and he had missed her so much,
because he loved her and he lusted after her, and those lustful thoughts had
left him very horny
It was Saturday and for the first time in an age he had the house to
himself, his brother Colin had been there for six weeks or so, but he had
returned to Australia, and his elder brother Greg who had been a frequent
visitor since he started dating a local girl.
However, they were in Abbottsford for a dirty weekend.
The problem was that being alone in the house left him with too much
time to think, he had finished the illustrations he was commissioned to do, so
he didn’t even have work to distract him.
So, he was left alone with his dirty lustful thoughts and then he
remembered Gloria.
She was the Monroe’s cleaner and had worked for the family for years
and earlier that year they had had a number of very pleasurable sexual
adventures around the house, beginning with the time he took her from behind
over the domed oak chest in the hallway.
It was she who brought the brief affair to an end, ironically because
she was still in love with her husband, it was ironic because three weeks later
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.
However after their final exchange she did say that she would be
expecting a Christmas Box, which she was fully expecting to be a nerve
tingling, knicker wetting, toe curling, knee trembling totally orgasmic fuck
under the mistletoe, and he made it clear that he wouldn’t let her down.
Alex hadn’t played away since he and his girlfriend Clarissa had declared
their love for each other, but a promise was a promise.
Thirty two year old Gloria Samson was very plain looking, with a large
aquiline nose, and short blonde hair worn in a pony tail, and she was a hard
worker, in fact her work ethic bordered on the epic considering she was a very
small woman, standing 5ft tall in stocking feet.
She was stick thin, with no visible bust line, no hips to speak of and
from behind she looked like a boy, she did however have very nice legs and tiny
feet, for a grown woman anyway.
She was also blessed with a gentle nature, a heart as big as the moon
and, as Alex could testify, she was very good in bed.
Gloria wouldn’t normally clean on a Saturday but Alex knew that that
weekend was an exception because she was going away for Christmas with her new
love interest Dr Rowe, on what would be her normal day, so she was working on
the weekend so as not to disappoint her clients, and she had another 3 after
the Monroe’s.
Alex was stood in the hall wearing a pair of Christmas boxers and a
Santa hat when Gloria stepped into the hall and closed the door behind her.
“Well this is a nice surprise” she said
“Had you forgotten about your Christmas box?” he asked and walked
across the hall and kissed her
“Yes, that’s the one”
“No, I hadn’t forgotten, but we don’t have long” she replied pulling
his boxers down as she smiled lustily at him and kissed him as her fingers
started caressing his member.
“You have somewhere else to be?” he asked
“Yes, I have other clients” she replied still stroking his cock “and
other Christmas boxes to collect”
“Really?”
“Yes, but the others aren’t like this one” she said, and her smiling
lips then descended immediately to his cock, her tongue feathering his purple
head before devouring him in one delightful mouthful.
“Oh, Gloria that’s so good” he said and lowered himself onto the dome
topped oak chest.
After five minutes of toe-curling head the dirty cleaner got to her
feet wiped her mouth and lifted her skirt to show she was naked underneath
apart from stockings, and prepared to climb aboard his cock, still moist with
her saliva and standing tall and proud due to her oral attentions, but he
halted her progress with an outstretched hand and said
“I want you completely naked”
“Completely naked?”
“Apart from the stockings obviously” he replied and tugged on his
cock, so she quickly complied, wriggling out of her dress, and discarding it
and he feasted his eyes on her thick dark blonde triangle.
After that her white top went the same way, which left only her white
bra, so she reached behind her back and unhooked it and the front of it flopped
down exposing her beautiful little breasts and her bra hung loosely around her
shoulders like a redundant shoulder holster until she threw it aside.
He gave her a smile and she climbed on his lap and slithered down him
and as she did, so she let out a long breathy sigh.
Gloria then wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and crossed her
ankles behind him and then rode him hard on the chest, pounding on his shaft
with her wet velvety pussy, her pelvis pumping on him frenetically like a
piston.
Alex’s hands gripped her little buttocks as they rose and fell, and
her squeals and moans, in his ear through her gritted teeth, were growing in
intensity as the pace quickened, faster and faster, louder and louder until she
came with an animal yelp and he pulsed inside her.
Alex leant back against the wall so he could get a better look of
Gloria redressing herself by the door.
She had popped her breasts back into her bra cups and had just reached
her hands behind her back to refasten it when she became aware of his gaze, she
became self-conscious and turned her back to him.
Which meant she was facing a painting on the wall as she prepared to
put her top back on
“Is this new?” she asked
“Yes, do you like it?”
“I do” she replied “It’s amazing how you and your brothers have
different gifts”
“What do you mean?”
“Well Colin got the brains; you got the artistic bent and Greg got the
big cock” she replied and laughed
“How do you know about Greg’s cock?” he demanded “Did you and he….”
“Good God know, he’d split me in two” she chuckled “I caught sight of
him once after he'd been in the shower”
He got up from his seat on the chest and kicked his boxers aside and
then walked over to where she was pulling her top on over her head
“There’s more to me than art” he said and unfastened the catch on her
bra
“I’m not doing any cleaning today am I?” she said as his hands
replaced her bra cups
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