Downshire is a relatively small English county but like a pocket
battleship it packs a lot in, a short but beautiful coastline, a channel port,
the Ancient forests of Dancingdean and Pepperstock, the craggy ridges and
manmade lakes of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, the rolling hills of the
Downshire Downs, the beautiful Finchbottom Vale and farm land as far as the eye
can see from the Trotwood’s and the Grace’s in the south to the home of the
Downshire Light infantry, Nettlefield, and their affluent neighbour’s,
Roespring and Tipton in the North but it’s in the small village of Oxley Ridge.
The Oxley’s were a popular destination for visitors all year round,
including corporate events and outward-bound
courses, and the visitors were very important to the local economy, from
hospitality and supplies, to guides and instructors.
On the
outskirts of the village there was an Outdoor Pursuit Centre, with a shop,
Café, and an accommodation block.
And at one end there was the staff accommodation block similar in design
to university student accommodation but much smaller.
There were four rooms per unit, sharing a kitchen, seating area and
bathroom.
While the Administration block contained offices, storerooms, and a
common room, with comfortable chairs, where staff can sit around and relax,
drink coffee, and watch TV or just sit around talking.
Matthew Irving was a few weeks short of his twenty third birthday as Christmas
approached and as he was a single man with no family he always volunteered to
work over Christmas, and although he only lived in Oxley Green, he chose to
stay in the staff block as the road between the villages was prone to closures
in the worst of the winter.
Christmas was normally quieter than normal but that didn’t mean that
everyone stayed home drinking eggnog, that year however he expected fewer visitors
than usual because of the deteriorating weather, but as he was also a Mountain
Rescue volunteer, he didn’t expect his yuletide to be exactly quiet.
However he didn’t quite call it correctly, it was quiet workwise
because the Village was shut down by a snowstorm, but it was quite an eventful
time inside the staff accommodation when Alicia Willmott seduced him into taking
her cherry and for the three days they were snowed in he banged her like a drum,
and she enjoyed every minute of it, and it didn’t end there, because they
became fuck buddies which was a mutually satisfactory arrangement.
They hadn’t hooked up over Christmas itself as she had family stuff to
do but he thought they would probably do something two days after Boxing Day as
they were rostered on together.
It was late when he parked the car outside the staff block, the unit
was in semi darkness when he arrived, and her car was parked outside.
By the time
he got inside and locked the door he had a bit of a semi on, due to the
anticipation, then he headed towards his room, but as he passed the kitchen he
hesitated as he caught sight of Alicia sitting on the kitchen counter fingering
herself.
She was
sitting with her eyes closed, biting her lip, her sweater above her cute
breasts as the fingers of one hand toyed with her erect nipple while her other
hand was down inside her knickers as her small digits diligently frigged her
crack, her trousers were around her calves, which could fall no further as she
still had her boots on.
Matthew had
no qualms about observing the sensual scene, it may not have been the gentlemanly
thing to do, but it was delicious, and he was sure she was patently aware she
was not alone, and knew she was being watched would have excited her greatly.
The semi he
had when he walked through the door had turned to a full-on boner, so he put
his gear down and started to undress.
Alicia of
course wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as he walked into the kitchen, nor did she
stop what she was doing, but she did open her eyes.
“You
started without me” he said walking up to her and kissing her full on the
mouth.
Alicia was
still fingering her crack, as her other hand abandoned her tit and reached out
to grab his swollen cock.
“Did you
enjoy the show?” she asked between kisses
“Very much”
he replied
“I can
tell” she purred and pulled her knickers to one side and guided his cock towards
her pussy.
But Matthew
wasn’t ready to go in her just yet, so he picked her up and plopped her down on
the table and shoved her backwards before pushing her legs back so her knee’s
rested on her tits.
Matthew
looked lustily down while her fingers busied at her pink pussy, so with a hand
behind each knee to hold her open he licked at her flesh while her fingers diligently
frigged between her hairy lips.
Knelt
before her he noshed on her juicy cunt, which because of her delicious self-abuse
was very juicy indeed and so it didn’t take long for the two of them to take
her to climax and he was soon standing again and this time he plugged his cock
into her juicy cunny and with her knees still resting on her tits and her hands
gripping the table as he fucked her hard, which is what she wanted, a good hard
fucking.
Alicia was
draped over the kitchen table, like a slutty tablecloth while he sat on the
cold floor.
“That was
very satisfactory” she sighed
“You’re
satisfied?” he asked
“Very
definitely” she replied
“You won’t
want seconds then?” he asked, and she lifted her head
“Well, it
wasn’t that satisfying” Alicia said “So we could try and do better”
So, he got
to his feet and helped her to her feet and took her by the hand and led her,
with her tits still exposed and her trouser still above her boots, waddling to
his room where they had a much more leisurely fuck.
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