December 28th
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.
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.
Since returning to Downshire she had been a guest on the Beaumont
Estate in Chapel Hill, which was Oliver’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 and garages and staff accommodation.
Once Pandora had regained her strength Oliver entered into a cycle of
dealing with her frigidity by finding inventive ways of getting her wet, so she
could be sullied to their mutual satisfaction.
Over the
weeks following, her frigidity became a thing of the past, and whereas before
she was seldom wet, now she was rarely dry.
In between
Christmas and New Year, she wanted to go back to her flat to pick up some more of
her things, clothes, makeup, and underwear.
So, his
driver Sarah drove them to her flat in Northchapel and dropped them off.
So, she
gathered all the things she wanted together and packed a case, and then they
were going to head back to Chapel Hill, but she got horny, so she ended up bent
over the sofa while he fucked her.
Afterwards they’d
gone from ravished to famished so they ordered a takeaway and decided they
might as well spend the night, so he called Sarah and arranged to be picked up
the next morning, then they spent the night in her bed, although there wasn’t
much sleeping going on, as he spent much of it in her.
The next
morning Sarah drove them back to Chapel Hill and both of them dosed off.
When they got back to the
house, they took her stuff upstairs and then he said
“I’m going
for a swim; I’ll see you down there?”
“No, I’m
tired” she replied “I think I’ll have a sleep”
“Oh, that’s a shame” Harry said “because after a swim I thought we
could play for a bit before sleep, but if you’re too tired never mind”
Five minutes later Pandora arrived by the pool wearing her yellow
bikini, Harry liked what he could see, the whole package, but his eyes were
drawn to the crotch of her bottoms which already sported a wet patch.
“I like you in that” he said “but I don’t think you need to be wearing
it, I didn’t bother keeping mine on”
Oliver lay back on the water, so his manhood floated on the water,
then he watched as she took off her bikini top and released her lovely tits before
wriggling out of her bottoms to expose her gloriously hairy brunette bush.
He knew she
wouldn’t dive in because she didn’t like to have her head under water so he
bided his time as she prepared to sit down and the moment her buttocks hit the
tiles, he struck before she could slip into the water, and pushed her knees
apart and snuffled along her thigh like a pig after truffles until he was
tasting her sour liquor.
“Oh Oli”
she gasped
Pandora was
laying stretched on the poolside as he noshed on her juicy cunny and then her
body went rigid as he brought her to climax.
She moved with real urgency after she came and sat up on the edge of
the pool and was biting her lip as she slid into the water and onto his cock.
And with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her ankles crossed
behind his buttocks, he banged her unceremoniously against the side of the pool
until she came noisily in the turbulent water.
After the noisy conclusion to their union, they stayed in their final
embrace in the pool for five minutes before they moved.
They very nearly got caught in flagrante delicto when Alicia came
looking for him.
Fortunately, she made plenty of noise to herald her arrival as she
knew what they were like, which gave Pandora time to grab the costume off the pool
side so they could redress under the water, before she got to them.
When they got out of the pool Oliver looked at Pandy’s arse and
laughed
“You’ve got you knickers on inside out and back to front”
“Oh yes, no wonder they feel uncomfortable” she said
“Let’s get upstairs so you can take them off and make me more
comfortable”
“What again?” he said, “I remember not long ago, you were arid and
frigid, what happened?”
“You did Oliver” she said, and she gave him a soft, gentle, and
affectionate kiss before they left the pool and went in search of comfort.
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