December 13th
In mid-December wealthy businessman Oliver Beaumont was in Scotland
for the funeral of an old family friend, and the wake was held at the Glen
Carrick Castle, which is where he was reunited with Pandora Molesworth, a very distant cousin.
After a
pleasant dinner together accompanied by copious quantities of booze, and then the
restaurant staff made it clear that they had worn out their welcome, so she said
“Let’s go to your room for a Nightcap”
In his room after a period of conversation she initiated a sexual
encounter but as his hands explored her thigh beneath her hem, she suddenly
broke off
“Stop! It’s
no good” she said
“Hang on
what’s wrong?” he asked
“The same
thing that always bloody happens” she snarled “Nothing”
So, their newfound relationship had begun in very inauspicious
circumstances when her attempted seduction ended with her confession of
frigidity.
“At boarding school, they called me Frigid Freda” she replied, and he
giggled
“Stop it,
it’s not funny,” she said laughing herself
“Oh, it
really is” he responded
However,
following a few consolatory brandy’s, they ended up sleeping in the same bed.
It was gone
11 o’clock when he woke up next morning, laying on the bed with Pandora next to
him, she was wearing black tights, and matching bra and knickers and she looked
really hot, he smiled because now he didn’t have to imagine what underwear she
was wearing.
But she was
still sleeping, he did consider testing to see if she had any morning moisture,
but he was feeling a bit fragile from the previous night’s excesses, so he
contented himself with ogling her briefly before he pulled the cover up over
them.
It was an
hour later the next time he woke, and Pandora was hugging him, and he was
instantly aroused.
However,
when he moved his head on the pillow a pain filled it like it had been hit with
a shovel, so his erection abated.
He gingerly
lifted his head off the pillow and walked to the bathroom to take some
Paracetamol and then took a glass of water and two tablets to Pandora who was
just waking.
On the way
back to the bathroom for a pee he flicked the kettle on and after a satisfying
cupper, the pills began to do their job and they both felt well enough and
indeed sufficiently human enough to eat, unfortunately they had missed
breakfast, and very nearly missed lunch as well, so they ordered from room
service and decadently ate it in their underwear.
After their
impromptu lunch she checked her phone, and it was dead.
“Do you have
a charger?” she asked
“Yes, it’s by the TV”
She plugged in her phone and after a minute it came to life, and she
began checking her messages.
“Damn, I’ve missed my ride home” she said “they left five hours ago”
“Where is home these days?” he asked
“Northchapel” she replied, “And you?”
“Still Chapel Hill”
“Can I come back with
you?” she asked
“Of course,”
“I don’t
mind sharing the driving” Pandora said
“Oh, I
don’t drive” he said
“You can’t
drive?” she asked
“No, I can
drive, I just don’t” he corrected her
“Why not?”
she asked
“It’s a
long story”
“So, are we
flying then?” she asked
“God no,
flying I can’t do” he admitted
“So how are
we getting home exactly?” Pandy asked
“Train
obviously” he replied as he opened his laptop, and five minutes later he had a
first-class compartment reserved for the 7am train the next morning
“Tomorrow?”
she exclaimed “But I’m only booked in here for one night”
“No problem,
we can share the bed again” he suggested “As long as you promise to control
your urges”
“Very amusing”
she said and grinned
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