When I
returned to the village after a rattling good shag with Shula in the back of
the Mahajak’s shop van, Shula was in much higher spirits after our adventure in
the lay-by than she was before it.
I parked the
truck by the back door to the shop and got out; I went around to the passenger
side and helped Shula step down and managed to slip a hand up her sweater and
even uncupped one perky little tit before her feet hit the floor.
“Thank you
Simon” she said “but you’re only supposed to take my hand”
“I’ll
remember that for next time” I said
She opened
the rear door to the shop while I opened the back doors of the van.
“Alois,
Alois” she called and the amiable young man appeared.
“Yes Shula”
he said attentively
“Can you
unload the van please” she asked kindly “So Simon can return home”
“Yes Shula”
he said surprised at being asked to do something rather be ordered “of course
Shula”
He looked at me and I nodded sagely and he
smiled before going about his task.
I patted him
on the shoulder and said
“She’s
warming to you Alois”
When I got
back home Katy was sat in the kitchen with Maria Cherry-Thicket who stood up
and excused herself within minutes of my return.
I think she
still harboured her suspicions about my moral suitability.
Of course
she was perfectly correct about her instincts regarding me.
She did
after all catch me and Tilly Bushe in Santa’s Grotto or more precisely caught
me in Tilly in the grotto.
Though Tilly
and I covered our tracks before she raised the alarm she knew what she saw and
she was uncomfortable in my presence.
As the front
door closed Katy let out long sigh.
“Thank you
God” she said looking to the heavens,
“Katy” I rebuked her
“I don’t
mean it” she said, “Maria is a lovely person but a little too pious”
In the
evening Claire called in on her way home, it was only a very short visit but we
would see more of her on Saturday.
Later that
night as I sat in the uncomfortable chair next to Katy’s bed she said
“You’re a
very kind man Simon”
“What’s
brought this on?” I asked
“Well
letting me stay here, in your house, in your bed, looking after me” she
elaborated “and today driving the van to help Shula”
Well I felt
a bit guilty about that, although I meant well and did it to help her I did end
up helping myself.
“We all have
to do what we can as we go along the road” I said “that’s all”
On Saturday
I rose early to a beautiful sunny morning, the nicest morning we had seen for
several weeks.
Katy also
woke early and prompted by the certain knowledge that her future didn’t hold many
such glorious mornings she arose.
It pained me
greatly on such a morning that I had to chastise her for attempting the stairs
unaided.
“I came down
on my bum” she said, “It was quite safe”
As a result
of her solo ascent she was seated on her throne in the kitchen when the nurse
arrived,
And I was
much surprised to see Molly had sent me a pretty one with strawberry coloured
hair, she was barely five feet tall, slender and pale.
Things were
looking up, though we did nothing more than smile and flirt and I was reminded
of Molly’s words to me “if I sent you a pretty one, what would you do with
her”
We had a
number of visitors during the course of the day; all sanctioned by the
formidable Olivier Adamson, but none of them stayed for long.
In the evening
there was no repeat of the pretty nurse but instead we were blessed with a
pretty doctor when Claire Andrews walked through the front door.
“Hello!!”
she called “Anybody home”
“In here” I
called back
I was alone
in the kitchen at the time Claire walked in
“Where’s
Katy?” she asked a split second before the toilet flushed.
Claire took
Katy into the lounge and did the medical stuff while I prepared the evening
meal, well when I said prepared I should more aptly say I put a frozen
Pasticcio into the oven.
Claire was
staying for dinner and was also staying the night while I did another Roving
Angels Patrol.
After dinner
and when everything was cleared away it was time to get Katy upstairs for the
night.
“Right miss”
I said “Are you going to be miss independent again or do you want me to carry
you up”
“Carry
please” she said quietly like a naughty child.
I picked her
up and instantly thought she was getting lighter.
I carried
her upstairs and Claire followed behind us.
I sat her on
the bed and Claire took over while I got ready to go out.
I was in the
spare room just about to pull up my trousers when Claire pushed open the door
and stood staring.
“Can I help
you?” I asked
“Oh yes” she
answered with a leer
I pulled up
my trousers and walked to the door
“That will
have to wait until later” I said and kissed her
Then she put
her keys in my hand
“This will
get you home quicker” she said and we kissed again.
It was a
bitter cold night for patrolling with the Angels and I was pleased at the end
of the shift to get into Claire’s car and put the heater on full blast.
I was
suitably thawed out by the time I pulled onto the drive.
In my
absence Claire had sat up with Katy for the evening and when I walked into my
study she greeted me warmly in my bed.
A few hours
later I was woken by the alarm on Claire’s phone.
She had set
it so she could get up and return to the spare room before Katy woke for the
day.
She silenced
the alarm and she quietly and carefully tried to slip out of bed unnoticed.
But as she
sat on the edge and prepared to stand up I hooked my arm around her waist and
pulled her back under the covers.
“I have to
go,” she protested
“Come first,
and then go,” I insisted.
After
obliging my lusty request she slipped away upstairs and I slipped into a coma
and it was almost one o’clock when I came to.
I awoke to
the marvellous aroma of Roast pork wafting down the hallway.
I padded
along to the kitchen to find Katy and Claire hard at it cooking Sunday lunch.
“Wow roast
dinner” I said “that’s great I’m starving”
The two
women turned their heads towards me and simultaneously looked me up and down
and said in unison
“Shower”
I did as
instructed and when I returned everything was on the table with both women
seated I walked to the vacant seat and Claire handed me the carving utensils.
“Thank you
doctor” I said in my best Dr Kildare and we all laughed.
After lunch
Claire and I cleared away while Katy sat at the table and chatted to us.
“As soon as
were finished its Sunday Matinee time,” I said
“What do you
fancy?”
“I don’t
mind” Katy said
“Do you have
“It’s a wonderful life””? Claire asked
“Oooh that’s
my sisters favourite” Katy announced
“I didn’t
know you had a sister,” I said
“I have
two,” she replied proudly
“Older or
younger?” Claire asked
“Both
older,” Katy replied, “I’m the baby of the family”
Claire and I
just smiled and nodded
“Anne is the
oldest, and she and her husband Clive live in the Sudan where they run an
orphanage, and Marion lives in Alaska where she married a local man Bob and they
run a Church school in a remote settlement”
“Wow, do you
get to see them often?” Claire asked
“No, no I
don’t” she replied sadly
“When did
you see them last?” I queried
“Seven years
ago at Maz’s wedding” she replied
Then Claire
asked the difficult question
“Do they
know?”
“Yes” she
answered
“Are they
coming back to see you?” Again it was Claire with the hard question
“No, I’m
afraid not” she said sadly “they live too far away and they don’t have the
money to fly over”
There was a
brief silence when Claire and I didn’t know what to say, I think Katy picked up
on our failure and filled the silence
“We write
and email and talk on the phone when we can, we’ll get to say goodbye one way
or another”
After the
film Claire stayed for supper and helped get Katy settled before she went home.
Then I read
the Philosophers Stone to her until it was finished.
On Monday
Molly sent me the pretty nurse again, the one with the strawberry coloured
hair.
Her name was
Freya St David, and I managed to get in some first class flirting before she
rushed off.
“See you
this evening,” she said as she left
Things were
definitely looking up.
However
apart from a marked improvement in the crumpet quality of the nurse it was an
uneventful day.
On Tuesday
while pretty Freya attended to Katy I searched in the lounge for the Vicars
address book, which only took me a few minutes to locate and it took another
five to find the information I was looking for.
I was just
leaving the lounge as the nurse was coming down the stairs.
I offered
Freya a coffee and to my delight she accepted.
Just after
she left the phone rang, when I answered it, it was Robert Hunter asking if,
providing she was up to it, he could steal Katy away for a few hours for a
Women’s Institute lunch.
I check with
the vicar and she was actually quite excited at the prospect so I agreed.
After I
waved her off I went down to the surgery to see Olivier.
I gave her
the names and addresses of Katy’s sisters and asked her to arrange tickets for
them.
“I didn’t
know she had sisters,” she said
“Nor did we”
I answered and took my wallet out of my pocket.
Then I
placed my credit card on the counter.
“First class
open return” I said “and charge it all to this”
“Yes Simon”
she said rather out of character, she’d never called me Simon before. “Leave it
to me”
When I left
the surgery I went across the road to the shop to see if Shula needed me to
take her to the Cash and Carry in the van or just to take her in the back of
the van.
That thought
prompted a stirring of the beast below but when I got there I found Alois and
Maisie working in the shop together.
Anjuli and
Shula were both at the hospital as Omid had taken a turn for the worse.
That kind of
took the edge off my dishonourable intentions towards Shula though my stirring
didn’t abate.
So that
lunchtime while the vicar was being dined by the W.I. I gave India Carrington a
thorough spanking in my garage once more.
Alas our
wonderfully stimulating session in my improvised house of pain and pleasure was
to be our last which carried with it considerably less significance than the
fact that when Katy returned from her luncheon she stepped through my front
door for the very last time.
She had much
enjoyed her lunch date but she said she was tired and would have a little nap.
I was also
quite tired courtesy of India’s appetites so I fell asleep in front of the TV
only waking when pretty Freya knocked on the door.
After having
attended to Katy a prolonged exchange of significant flirting between Freya and
myself followed before I said goodbye to her.
Katy was
refreshed by her sleep and was hungry enough for supper though she chose to eat
it in bed.
She fell
asleep while as I read her “The Chamber of Secrets”.
The next day
there was no pretty Freya knocking on the door at 8 o’clock in the morning; instead
it was my cousin Molly.
“Hi Simon”
she said brightly “did you get my present?”
“Hi Moll,
yes I did” I replied “Thank you”
“Have you
opened it yet?” she asked
“No not yet”
I answered
The present
she was referring to of course was Freya St David.
“Better
hurry,” she said, “She’s in great demand”
“Don’t
worry” I assured her “I will un-wrap it very soon”
The reason
Molly was there was to cover for me while I went to Roehampton to see Georgia
and reacquaint myself with her tidy bod.
I hadn’t
seen her in the flesh for a while and she had an itch to scratch and I had the
scratcher.
I called in
at Mahajak’s on the way to the station to see if Shula had any needs I could
fulfil and Alois told me Omid had died during the night.
I left the
shop and was lost in my thoughts as I walked on towards the station; I was
snapped back to reality by the sound of a car horn.
When I
looked up it was Dr Andrews, who pulled her car to the kerbside just ahead of
me.
“Where are
you off too?” she asked having noticed my overnight bag.
“I’m going
off to see Georgie,” I answered
“Lucky girl”
she said and looked surprised she had said it aloud and quickly added, “Give
her my best” and drove off before I had a chance to speak.
“Well I was
planning to give her my best,” I thought to myself
After a
thoroughly nerve tingling 24 hours with Georgia, in which I reacquainted myself
with every inch of her nubile form, I returned by train to Bushy Down.
It was just
after lunch on a cold damp Thursday afternoon.
February was
drawing to a close but the winter seemed reluctant to loosen its grip.
I called in
to the shop to offer Shula my condolences, not in this case a euphemism but she
was in bed asleep.
I did
however speak with Alois at length, and I found my original assessment of him
to be borne out, finding him to be a very likeable young man.
I thought that Shula could do a lot worse than to set her newly widowed cap at
the young man before me.
I thought
they would make a good match even though it meant potentially losing another of
the fillies from my stable
He was very
timid and he would be perfect for Shula to manipulate and shape, in the shop as
well as in her bed.
“Look after
her” I said to him “she needs your support”
“I will,” he
said earnestly
“She might
talk tough but inside she’s really just marshmallow”
I said as I
shook his hand.
When I got
to within sight of the house I saw Pandora’s mini pull up outside Judith’s
house.
Judith got
out of the passenger side and gave me a smile and a wave as she made her way up
the path.
As I
approached the car Pandora wound down her window and said
“Hello
darling, when are you coming to the club?”
“Never mind
hello darling” I said “I got a proper telling off from Olivier Adamson for
letting you and Jude in to see Katy without going through the proper channels”
“Oh dear”
she said unsympathetically
“Don’t worry
I’ll make it up to you darling, I promise”
“I would
look forward to that,” I thought as I watched her drive away.
As I
approached the front door I was feeling quite fatigued after answering all of
Georgia’s demands and I was hoping that Molly wasn’t going to be in a playful
mood, as I didn’t think I had it in me to have it in her.
As luck
would have it she had the curse or to quote her own words
“I’ve got
the decorators in”
While I was
away Katy had been it some discomfort and Claire would be calling in the next
morning to see if was time to increase her meds.
Contrary to
the old adage March came in like a lamb and gave us our first glimpse of
spring.
And along
with the early spring sunshine the beautiful Dr Andrews arrived with an
expression on her face that didn’t match the morning.
“I’ll go
straight up,” She said
She was
upstairs for about half an hour and her expression was no brighter when she
came down than it was on the way up.
She walked
straight over to me and hugged me.
“Everything
ok?” I asked
“I didn’t
think we’d have to go onto the strong stuff for another week or two” she
replied “It’s progressing faster than I imagined”
For the next
ten minutes Claire sobbed into my chest.
This new
pain management was stronger than before but had a smaller window of
effectiveness, which meant the nurse’s visits would increase and within a week
or two would necessitate a nurse on duty overnight.
For my part
I wanted to maintain some semblance of routine with Katy as long as possible
and I kept up with the Harry Potter.
Claire gave
the midday injection and in the evening pretty Freya called in at the usual
time.
We flirted a
bit as usual and then as she was leaving she said
“See you at
midnight”
I was
starting to get used to the uncomfortable chair as I read another three
chapters from The Chamber of Secrets.
I only
stopped at three, as there was a knock at the front door.
I opened it
a few minutes before midnight.
The
diminutive figure of Freya St David was standing on the step in the cold night
air.
“Come in” I
urged her “you don’t have to knock”
“I don’t
like to enter anywhere uninvited” she said making it sound deliciously dirty.
“I’ll bare
that in mind for the future” I said
While she
was upstairs giving Katy her injection I was in the kitchen washing up some
coffee mugs and glasses.
I didn’t
hear her come downstairs nor did I hear her walk into the kitchen and sidle up
behind me.
In fact the
first time I knew she was standing behind me was when she slipped her arms
around me and began to unfasten my belt, she then proceeded to undo the button
on my jeans and tug down my zip and before I could blink she had my trousers
and pants around my knees and her hands on my cock.
After a
minute or two Freya steered me around so I was facing her from where she could
kiss me and grab my cock in a more meaningful way at the same time.
Pretty
little Freya had taken complete control of the situation, which was something I
was quite unaccustomed too and it was rather refreshing.
Nonetheless
I reclaimed the initiative by lifting the diminutive little nurse up off the
floor until she was standing on a kitchen chair where she continued to kiss me
while I yanked her black tights and lacy knickers down to her knees.
I slid my
hands up the backs of her thighs until I reached the fleshy little cheeks of
her buttocks, which I caressed and squeezed before I seated her on the table so
I could completely remove her pants and tights.
I sat down
on the chair, which placed me perfectly between her white skinny thighs, and I
was about to drink from her velvet cup when she pushed my head back.
“Later” she
said taking the initiative again and climbed on to my lap.
She kissed
me hard on the mouth and her little tongue darted in and out of my mouth like a
tiny serpent as she impaled her hot tight cunny around my cock, her hot breath
filling my mouth as she moaned and slid down on me.
I instantly
set about separating her from her uniform, which only took a few seconds once I
had located the zip.
Once she was
naked my hands quickly sort out and found her lovely little breasts.
Freya by
that time had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and was going at me with
relish, her mouth was now by my ear and she was moaning hoarsely as she pumped
down.
All I could
do at the point when the pace became frenetic was to grasp at her buttocks and
hang on for dear life as she pumped up and down on my shaft, faster and
faster.
“Oh Simon”
She whimpered as she moved towards the abyss.
I moved my
hands up to her hips to control the rhythm.
As she
gripped the back of the chair behind my head and through gritted teeth her
moans grew louder and louder and louder
“Ohhhh god”
she screamed and throwing back her head she pumped on me again and then I came
in her.
Again she
pumped and again milking me of every drop.
“Mmmmm”
Freya exclaimed as she wrapped herself around my neck again and kissed me.
We stayed
like that for a minute or so then she was on the move and released my cock from
its syrupy tomb with a pleasurable sigh and I took her to my bed.
