Monday, 29 August 2022

Choice Tales from the Vale – (424) The Continuing Christmas Thaw

December 15th

 

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, and slept most of the day and because she had missed her lift back because of it, she asked

“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

 

They boarded the first-class carriage at Edinburgh station and were in a reserved compartment, he tipped the attendant so they wouldn’t be disturbed unless he rang the bell, once inside he drew the blinds on the corridor side, and they sat facing each other, then on the journey through southern Scotland, the Borders and Northern England he fondled her, partially stripped her and fingered her as she stood in front of the window facing the outside world, and the train passed houses and businesses and rattled through railway stations with platforms full of Christmas shoppers, with her plump tits and hairy fanny on display, but she was beyond caring, because he had got Frigid Freda very very wet as Oliver frigged her until her divine moans filled the compartment and she came.

 

When her legs buckled, Oliver reacted quickly and steered her exhausted frame onto the seat, knelt in front of her, and fucked her.

And her response to him spearing her was.

“At last, at long last”

 

Oliver was sat in the corner with his arm around Pandora who was sitting next to him with her legs drawn up under her and his coat draped over them, which was just as well as she was still knicker less with the hem of her skirt tucked in her waistband and his pants and trousers were still halfway down his thighs.

“How long before we get to Abbottsford?” She asked

“About 2 hours” he replied

“So, time enough” Pandy suggested “to do it again”

“More than enough” he agreed

“Good,” she said and started playing with his sleeping cock, which awoke very quickly

“This time can you fuck me from behind while I look out the window?”

“Of course,”

“Lovely” Pandora said before she went below his coat and took his cock in her mouth.

 

“Mmmm” she moaned with him in her mouth

“It’s time Pandy” he said, and she manoeuvred herself along the seat, so she was on all fours and presented him with her moist hairy lips, so he knelt behind her lovely half naked body and slipped into her syrupy quim as she looked out the window.

“Oh Oli thank you, thank you” Pandy barked “So good, so hot and so horny”
She had her face pressed against the glass, as if admiring the quaint snow covered scenery as the train rattled towards Downshire while he skewered her wriggling squirming body, her tits were uncovered and hanging like ripe fruits so he cupped them as her hot panting breath huffed up the glass before he brought her to juddering climax and Pandora screamed as he exploded inside her.

She was still on all fours on the seat, course breathing at one end, fanny farting at the other.

Then she said

“I need to pee” and then she giggled,

But when she tried to stand her legs could barely take her weight, Pandora was utterly spent, so he pulled her jumper down over her tits and removed the hem of her skirt from her waistband to cover her bush helped her to her feet and walked her slowly to the toilet which was only at the end of the carriage.

He opened the door and helped her to sit then was about to leave her to it.

“You’d better stay” she said “in case I can’t stand up again, my legs feel funny”

“You don’t mind me being here while you pee?”

“No” she said, and the flood gates opened, and she pissed like a horse, her eyes were closed, and a contented smile spread across her face as she emptied her obviously quite voluminous bladder.

Oliver smiled himself as he watched the half-naked girl sitting on the loo pissing like a fountain and she didn’t stop until she had pushed out every last drop and with a smile on her face, she let out a long sigh.

She wiped herself and still wearing a broad grin she said

“I’ve been well and truly fucked”

“You have” he agreed

“And it’s all down to you” Pandy said

“Well…” he began but she interrupted him and said as she stroked his crotch

“I was talking to him” she said and laughed hysterically, but still had her eyes closed

 

Pandora was still giggling when he got her back to the compartment where he had the devil’s own job getting her tights and knickers back on, but he managed it with half an hour to spare before the train pulled into Northchapel. 

He had phoned ahead to have his car meet them at the station and Oliver managed to secure a porter to take their bags to the car, but it was almost as difficult to get her off the train as it was to get her into her knickers.

Pandora was so exhausted it was slow progress walking her to the car, so he picked her up and started carrying her and when they got halfway his porter return with a wheelchair.

“Bless you” he said and sat her in it, and then the porter pushed her to the car.

He got her into the back of the car, gave the porter a very generous tip, which prompted an enthusiastic exchange of Merry Christmases then he got in the car himself by which time Pandora was fast asleep.

 

It was already dark when the car arrived at the Beaumont Estate in Chapel Hill, which was his 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 and garages and staff accommodation.

Sarah Treadgood, His driver, helped him get Pandora into the house, where her sister Alicia was waiting.

Alicia was his trusted right hand, cook, housekeeper, social secretary, confident and trusted friend.

“This is Pandora, and she is….” He began

“Exhausted” Pandora added

“Sarah called ahead, so I’ve made the bed up in your study” she said

“Thank you” Oliver responded

They got her into the study and sat her on the bed and Oliver said

“I’ll get her settled, if you could make her a hot drink”

“Hot milk it is” she said and smiled  

 

“I’m literally shagged out” Pandora said quietly and grinned as Oliver got her to her feet

He then unzipped her skirt and crouched down while he pulled the skirt down over her hips then he released it and gravity completed the job, he smiled when he looked at her crotch which had a rather untidy gusset where he had made a rather poor attempt at dressing her lower portions, but then getting women into their underwear was contrary to his normal skillset.

He stood up again and she wrapped her skinny arms around him and kissed him, while he pulled her tight and knicker off her arse before sitting her down with a bump before completing the removal of her underwear

“You’re very forward” she said, “Are you going to ravish me again?”

“I think you’ve been ravished enough for one day” he replied

“Shame” she retorted and then realised her bush was on display, so she pulled her jumper down to cover it

Oliver went to a chest of drawers against the wall and picked up one of his T-shirts and walked back towards her

“We need to get that jumper off” he informed her, and she didn’t respond other than pulling it down more firmly to cover her bush, so Oliver went into the bathroom and returned with a towel.

He got on the bed behind her and said,

“I’ll take your jumper off and you can cover your bits with the towel”

“Thank you” she said softly

Once that was accomplished, he got off the bed and stood in front of her again and picked up the T-shirt and put in on over her head, she then put her arms through in turn and he prepared to pull it down as she released the towel.

“No peeking,” she said

“I can’t promise that” he said honestly “You are very sexy after all”

“Please” she entreated

“No peeking” he agreed, and as she let the towel drop, he was true to his word and didn’t peek, then he pulled her up to her feet, so the garment completely covered her modesty.

 

A few minutes later Alicia Treadgood knocked lightly on the door

“Come in Alicia” he called

The door opened and she walked in carrying a tray, with a mug of hot milk, an empty glass, and a jug of water, which she set down on the bedside table.

“Drink your milk while its hot” she said in motherly fashion “and make sure you drink plenty of water”

“I will” Pandora replied “Thank you”

 

Oliver sat with her while she drank her milk, in a comfortable silence

“Do you need the loo before you settle down?” he asked

“Yes” she replied,

“Let’s get you up then” he said

“You don’t need to be in with me this time” she said, then added “but don’t be far away”

So, he helped her into the bathroom and left her sitting on the loo and started to close the door.

“Don’t close it all the way” she instructed, and he felt a tingle in his pants even before he listened to her peeing.

When he heard her flush, he opened the door and helped her into bed and pulled the duvet over her

“It’s been a wonderful day” she said dreamily

“It has” he agreed “Now go to sleep lovely girl”

He kissed her forehead and she smiled, then he sat with her for a few minutes, but she pretty much fell instantly to sleep.

 

He quietly left the room and went to the kitchen for a sandwich and found Alicia sat at the kitchen table drinking a glass of wine and opposite her was a covered platter, a bottle of ale and a glass.

“I’ve made you a sandwich”

“That’s just want I wanted” he said and removed the cover to reveal one of her trademark sarnies.

“Pandora seems very nice” she said

“She is” he agreed

“And special treatment” she said

“What do you mean? It’s not the first time I’ve had a woman sleep in my study” Oliver pointed out

“True” she agreed “but this one’s different”

“I can’t argue with that” he said, and then he told her the whole story, staring at the girl across the room, the meeting at the bar, the meal, the booze, the sexual non-event in his suite, and the Frigid Freda revelation.

After she opened him another beer, he proceeded to tell her the rest, beginning with her spending two nights with him in his suite.

“Wait a minute, back up a bit” she said, “did you share a bed with her?”

“Yes”

“For two nights, with no prospect of sex?” she clarified

“Yes”

“Wow” she exclaimed

He then went on candidly to tell her about the train journey home, in intimate graphic detail, which left him aroused and her very wet.

“So is Pandora, Eliza Doolittle to your Professor Higgins?”

“No” he replied “She’s special”

“Really?” she asked

“Really”

“So, you’ve found her, at last” Alicia said

“But can I keep her?” he asked

“If the way she looks at you is anything to go by you’ve got her forever” Alicia said as she got up, then she walked around the table and kissed the top of his head

“Good night, Oli” she said and as Alicia left the kitchen, her loins were on fire, so she went straight to her room and got out her toy box, while Oliver went up to his room and knocked one out in the shower using the latest deposits in his wank bank as reference.

 

After showering he went back downstairs to his study and got into bed with Pandora who immediately rolled over to his side of the bed, so he put his arm around her, and she murmured her approval.

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