In the 21st Century there are only two
Treadgood’s working for the family, Alicia, the current head of family, who was
trusted right hand, cook, housekeeper, social secretary, confident and trusted
friend, to the Beaumont family, and her older sister, Sarah, who, managed all
the transport and travel, maintained the fleet of vehicles, as well as being
Oliver Beaumont’s primary driver for special duties.
They were both attractive girls, tall and
slender with long brunette hair and never short of interest, but for Sarah none
had come up to snuff.
But in
early December 2010 she was asked by Alicia to take on some other duties.
It was to
be the busiest Christmas for ten years or more and she was stretched rather
thin.
They were
taking on extra staff, so she asked Sarah to conduct the interviews and
allocate them accommodation where required.
Which is
how she came to meet Heather Charlton, who was
younger, shorter, darker, and curvier, and Sarah was smitten.
But as
usual when faced with someone she really fancies she didn’t act on it.
Sarah did
offer her a job though, but not for predatory reasons, she was one of eight
lucky applicants, and she was more than qualified for the job, overqualified in
truth.
Heather
also wanted to live in because, although she had a nice flat in Sharpington,
the reason she wanted a short-term job in Chapel Hill was because her grandmother
was in a local Hospice, so she needed a job to pay her way.
Although
Heather had the flat and a job in Sharpington, there was something missing in
her life, she had tried and failed so many times in relationships but
apparently, she just kept picking the wrong men, so she seemed destined to live
alone, but according to her horoscope destiny had a knack of surprising you if
you were lucky.
Heather’s
surprise came one bright December morning in Chapel Hill when she visited the
Beaumont estate, and the family’s luxurious home, which consisted of a
17th century farmhouse, which had been converted and added to over the years.
The barns and outbuildings had also been converted, there was a gym, a
pool, garages, and staff accommodation.
In order to view the
accommodation, she would be moving into, she had been invited by Sarah
Treadgood, a pretty brunette with piercing blue eyes.
Heather
knocked on the office door and it was opened by Sarah and for a moment or two
she was speechless as she stared at the woman with the
captivating eyes, who was less formally dressed than she was at the
interview, though hardly conducive to a cold winter morning as she was wearing
a white silk top, through which her dark nipples on her braless breasts
protruded, and her tight leggings which defined her camel toe.
“Hello
Heather” Sarah asked “Nice to see you again”
“Yes,
likewise Miss Treadgood” she replied a little flustered
“And
there’s so much more of you to see” she thought
“Come in”
she said with a knowing smile “And call me Sarah”
Once
inside, Sarah picked up her coat and slipped it on and Heather’s eyes remained
drawn to her proud nipples until the very last moment and then found her eyes
dwelling on Sarah’s well-defined lips in her leggings.
“Right
let’s go and look at the accommodation” Sarah said and smiled because she knew
the effect her mode of dress had had on her new employee.
They walked
across the cobbled yard to the stable block, which had been converted into ten
self-contained living spaces, and Sarah said
“They’re
all vacant at the moment so you can take your pick”
“Oh um”
“What’s
your lucky number?” Sarah asked
“Three”
Heather replied without hesitation
“Three it
is” Sarah said and took a bunch of keys from her pocket.
The
accommodations weren’t large, the door opened into the small living room, there
was tiny kitchen area on the left, equipped with a kettle, microwave, George
Foreman and a toaster but no cooker.
The stairs
went up to the bedroom containing a three-quarter sized bed and there was an ensuite
bathroom with toilet and shower.
“Do you
want to take a few minutes to mooch around down here while I go upstairs and
make sure there’re no dirty knickers left lying on the floor and the toilets
been flushed”
“Ok”
Heather said and stared at her arse as she slowly climbed the stairs and
thought “She’s not wearing knickers”
Sarah
walked slowly because she knew Heather was staring at her arse.
Heather
tried to get all the erotic imagery she had witnessed out of her head as she
checked out her surroundings, she didn’t understand why she affected her so
much, she wasn’t even gay.
When she
was happy, she’d regained her composure she called upstairs
“Is it ok
if I come up?”
“Yes, I’m
ready for you” Sarah shouted back so she nodded and started up the stairs
“And try
not to look” she said to herself.
As she
climbed the stairs and emerged into the bedroom and turned towards the centre
of the room, she stopped dead in her tracks because the woman with the
captivating eyes was standing by the bed completely naked with what could only
be described as a leer on her face.
Not only
was Heather frozen to the spot she was also speechless, the only thing she
could move were her eyes which hungrily consumed every inch of Sarah’s
beautiful firm body as she slowly walked towards her.
Sarah
smiled broadly with satisfaction because of the obvious affect she was having
on Heather and when she stood in front of the mesmerized newbie, she kissed her
gently on the lips.
It was the
first time Heather’s lips had tasted such a kiss and was left wanting more when
it stopped, but she was confused.
Even though
she enjoyed the kiss very much, she had never looked at a woman the way she
looked at Sarah.
She wasn’t
gay, she had only ever been with men, and she needed to say it before things
went too far.
Sarah was
smiling at her again, but Heather smiled weakly back and looked troubled.
“I’m not…”
she began but Sarah put a finger to Heather’s lips
“Shush” she
said and kissed her again but more meaningfully than the first embrace of Heather’s
seduction and the gentle passion of her kiss quickened her pulse, and
electrified her, and when Sarah began unbuttoning her shirt it was met with
compliance, as was the unfastening of her bra, and as the items of clothing had
hit the floor, Sarah’s hands, as if gloved in velvet, slid across Heather’s
silken skin, mapping her every contour, each and every sweep and curve of her.
Heather was
powerless to resist as she felt Sarah’s velvet touch on her full breasts, and
tingling traversed her spine as Sarah was teasing her, pleasing her.
Heather
felt warm breath and soft lips on her breasts and then on their proud pink tips
but breathed again before the moist heat of her warm honey mouth enveloped each
nipple in turn.
Her mind
was in a whirl as the cute, sensuous woman made love to her, with its
unexpected sensuality revealing her unknown sexuality.
She had
never known such a feeling, passionate, erotic, toe curling,
getting her
hot, getting her wet and so she submitted to her in guiltless acquiescence as Sarah
undressed her and soon Heather was as naked as the beauty making love to her
and then Sarah’s lips began their journey, kissing their way, “to where?”
Heather asked herself as Sarah’s mouth, soft and tender, traced in kisses
around her ribcage and lower still
“Oh my God,
to there” she screamed in her head “Will she kiss me there?”
Heather’s
body shivered, and quivered and her skin tingled as she felt Sarah’s breath on
the soft expanse of her belly
“Should I
let her?” she asked herself “Should I let her kiss me there?”
She
squirmed beneath her Goddess employer, her head swimming as her body burned for
her, ached, and yearned for her as she felt Sarah’s breath stir her pubic hair
and her cheek lay against her thigh.
Heather
looked down at the beautiful brunette looking back at her with her piercing
blue eyes and she yielded to the Goddess and opened herself like a portal and
delivered herself to her in all her vulnerability, her innocence, as the
seductress delivered sweet ecstasy.
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