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.
However, on
the journey back to Downshire following an act of immodest opportunism, he
repeatedly sullied her on the train in their first-class compartment, to such
an extent that her legs couldn’t support her own weight.
They were met at Northchapel station by his driver Sarah Treadgood,
and it was already dark when the car arrived at the Beaumont Estate in Chapel
Hill, which was Oliver’s luxurious home, which consisted of a 17th century
farmhouse.
They got Pandora settled in Oliver’s study and she slept for
twenty-four hours.
Unfortunately, the day after she had recovered her strength following
her sexual exertions, they discovered that the vehicular interlude no matter
how sustained and erotic, had not cured her of her frigid affliction.
Fortunately, having managed to get Frigid Freda wet once, he was
confident he could do it again, and Pandora was desperate for more of him, she
put her trust in Oliver, no matter what he asked of her.
Which was why she sat at the breakfast table in the kitchen, braless
and knickerless, and while his
trusted right hand, cook, housekeeper, social secretary, confident and trusted
friend Alicia Treadgood was preparing the evening meal, he fingered
her under the table, and that delicious fingering set them up for a day of prolonged sexual
activity, which only paused for refuelling.
The following
days arid start to the day was cured at The Regal Picture
House, when he rubbed her pussy through her tights on the back row while
watching the 1947 classic, The Bishops Wife after which he took her across the
road to The Doll's House Hotel and unceremoniously skewered her.
When Pandora awoke in bed next to Oliver at the Hotel the next morning
she got up and went to the loo and then exclaimed loudly
“Oh bollocks”
“What’s the matter?” he asked with concern
“I’ve got my period”
she replied sulkily as she rummaged in her handbag for a tampon
“Oh damn” she exclaimed again
“What now?”
“I’ve got no clean knickers or tights; I can’t wear yesterday’s they’re
all cummy”
“There are clean clothes in that bag on the chair” he said
She went over and opened the bag and after a few moments
“You’ve packed me a whole outfit” she said and started crying
“What’s wrong?” He asked and put his arms around her, but he never got
an answer
Pandora was very subdued at breakfast, mainly because she knew there
was no hope of a cheeky finger under the table, but on the drive to Chapel Hill
she was quiet for a different reason.
On their return to the house Alicia bustled them into the kitchen and
plied them with coffee and cake.
“So where do you want to work? you can have peace and quiet in the library or you can share the
study with me” he asked her
“I’d like
to work in the study as long as I’m not in your way” she said quietly
“You won’t
be in my way, and I’d appreciated the company” Oliver replied and squeezed her
hand “Come on then let’s get started”.
“Before go”
Alicia said, “What would you like for lunch?”
“How about
sandwiches and coffee in the study” he said, and Pandy nodded enthusiastically
“OK” she
agreed “but I want you eating a proper dinner at table”
“Yes mum”
he said
As she was a freelance proof-reader, he didn’t expect very much conversation,
but Oliver had a feeling she had something on her mind, but it wasn’t until
that evening after dinner that it came to light.
“Do you want me to sleep in the study” she asked flatly
“Why would I want that?” Oliver asked
“Because I’ve got my period”
“What difference does that make?”
“Well, you won’t be able to get me wet and sexy, will you?” she said
coldly
“There’s more to love than sex darling” Oliver heard himself say
“Yes” he replied and held her hand
“Getting you wet is very exciting and the sex is amazing, but it’s the
bits in between where the love lives”
“Love?” Pandora repeated, again
“So do you want to sleep in the study?” he asked
“I want to be with you” she replied “wherever you are”
“Good, because I love you” he said and kissed her
“I love you too” she said “But I didn’t think you loved me”
“I didn’t know myself; I’ve never loved anyone before” he said
“Never?”
“No never”
he said
“So why
now?” she asked
“That’s
simple, because you’re so special” he replied, and she blushed then a minute
later Pandora said
“I knew,
I’ve always known”
“Alicia
knew the moment she saw us together” he explained
“Did she?”
“So, love
is the reason I like sharing a bed with you”
Oliver said
“We can
still kiss and cuddle” she said eagerly
“We can, so
come on let’s go to bed” Oliver suggested
Oliver was
stood by the bed in his boxers as
Pandora
emerged from the bathroom wearing pink knickers and a tight-fitting top which
beautifully defined her braless breasts and smiled as she noticed where his
gaze had fallen and when she kissed him her hand found his crotch.
“I got your
cock hard then?” she stated while stroking the lump and kissed him again as she
released his cock she sat on the side of the bed and looked at his face while
toying with his erection.
Oliver closed his eyes as she gently tugged on him and then he felt delicate
soft kisses on his sensitive knob and her tongue flicked around his helmet in
quick feather light licks until all at once, in one smooth slurping instant he
was in her mouth.
He could
feel Pandora’s fingers still lightly caressing his shaft as he looked down and
could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked on him, then her
fingers tightened their grip on his shaft.
“Oh Pandy”
he gasped
When he was
fast approaching the point of no return, he could tell by the lip smacking and
slurping that she had already decided that she wasn’t going to stop.
She’d had
his cock in her mouth before, but she’d never finished him, it was always
either pre or post coital, but now he was on the brink, so with one hand on the
back of her head, his fingers threaded amongst her fine brunette hair and the
other caressing her bulging cheek he let her have her way.
Pandora’s
fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and tugging on him
furiously and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock and snorting
through her nose, her mouth joined the busy little fingers in rhythmic wanking.
“Oh Pandy”
he called as his buttocks clenched tight, he was so close now and Pandora could
sense it and she was going at him like a demon, and then his hands were pulling
her head onto him as he exploded in her mouth, and she greedily swallowed his
seed and her eager lips sucked him dry.
Pandora was
still grasping him, sucking, and licking at the last of his seed before her
lips smacked one last time and her lips released his saliva-soaked shaft.
“How was
that for a kiss and cuddle?” She asked and kissed his helmet
“Fantastic
darling” he said and kissed her forehead and she slurped once more on his cock.
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