Choice Tales from the Vale – (601) The Bookish Girl (Part 1)

 

The village of Oakvale-On-Roe is in the north of the relatively small English county of Downshire, situated between the old market Town of Nettlebridge, and their more affluent neighbour, Roespring and Chris Thorn, head of Thorn publishing, lives in a Large Victorian house on Nettlefield road on the southern side of the village.  

He inherited the company after his father’s sudden death, and it had taken him five years to drag the business into the 21st century and to employ the right people to run the various divisions because he wanted to run things from arm’s length.

Of all the facilities and offices in the Thorn publishing family he decided on making the Nettlebridge Book repository as his base of operations and he bought “Red House” in Oakvale.

He loved books but he wasn’t interested in publishing per se which is why he carefully selected a team of key men and women to embrace the old and the new.

He was 25 when he took the reins and after five years of hard work, he was ready for him to focus on his personal life, and he had someone in his sights.

22-year-old Katherine Lewis had worked at the repository since she was 17 and was the youngest of the 25 employees by about 30 years.

She was taken on as a general dogsbody and as a result she had become a jack of all trades, and therefore indiscernible.

She was a shy, socially awkward bookish girl, who appeared to lack self-confidence, but was a bright intelligent girl, with no personal attachments as she was much more in tune with the romantic characters in the literature she read and she was an only child who still lived with her parents.

Outside of work she rarely went out, she certainly wasn’t a party girl and her sexual awakening didn’t hit her until her late teens and although there were times when she couldn’t stop abusing herself to deal with her urges there was no one in her social circle, such as it was, that measured up against the romantic heroes in her books, and even if there was someone she was clueless  .

She was not beautiful, though she was not unattractive to look at, but she wasn’t bubbly or outgoing and always wore a knee length skirt, white blouse and tailored jacket, she had her short brunette tied in a bun, Katherine was tall, slender with nice long legs, but was far from being well endowed in the bustline, and had a habit of peering over her half-moon specs.

However, when she first saw Chris Thorn, she was smitten, he was only at the repository on Monday and Tuesday and she really looked forward to seeing him, but she didn’t show any sign of it.

Chris also noticed her and was impressed by her quiet efficiency and thought there was something about her, but it was the former that made him give her a bit of a promotion, on the days he was there she was to act in part as his PA and as she also lived in Oakvale on the days he worked from home she would act as a courier for him between the repository and his house. 

Katherine had been ferrying books and documents to him for a few months, and he really liked her but he had no idea what he should do about it, he didn’t want to be unprofessional, he certainly didn’t want to abuse his position of authority and he definitely didn’t want to scare her into leaving, so he took the only course open to him, do nothing.

 

As it turned out fate took a hand on a sunny August Friday afternoon, when Katherine took the decision to wear heels in order to make the most of her legs, she normally wore flats because she was tall.

She changed her shoes in the car and then tottered up the path that led up the side of the house, but as she was unaccustomed to heels, she tripped and fell heavily as she stepped onto the patio where Chris was sitting.

“Owwww” she exclaimed

“Oh my god, are you alright” he said as he scrambled to help her up

“Stupid shoes” she cursed

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern as he got her to her feet

“Ow, it’s my knee” she winced “But I think it’s just a graze”

“Well come and sit down and I’ll have a look” he said gently

He sat her on a patio chair and then sat on the chair opposite and gave the leg a cursory glance, her tights were shredded but the wound looked like it was just a graze as she thought, but it would need a clean.

“I need to clean it and make sure there are no foreign bodies in their” he explained

“Firstly, I need to get to it, so you have a choice, I can either cut one leg off your tights, but it might look odd going home with one bare leg, or you can take your tights off”

“Tights off” she responded

“Ok, let’s get you inside, but first let’s take your shoes off” and lifted the undamaged leg up and removed her shoe 

“These are not your usual footwear”

 “I know” she said sheepishly “It’s a long story”

“Well, it might be better if you don’t put them back on today” he advised

“Ok, I’ve got flats in the car” Katherine said as he helped her stand and offered his arm to help her into the lounge.

“Ok give me your car keys and I’ll get your other shoes while you take your tights off”

“Ok thank you” she said meekly “I’m so embarrassed”

“Don’t be” he said and squeezed her hand

 

He retrieved the shoes from her car, got cotton wool, a towel, some warm water and a tube of antiseptic cream then knocked lightly on the lounge door

“Are you decent?”

“Yes” she responded and he walked in to find her sitting on the sofa, so he set the things down on the seat beside her.

“You really don’t need to do this I can easily go home and do it”

“Nonsense” he retorted and pulled up the pouffe and sat in front of her

“I won’t hear of it”

Adam lifted her right leg so it was resting on his lap and with his left hand supporting her knee he began cleaning the graze with a cotton wool ball and warm water and found himself absentmindedly caressing the back of her knee lightly with his fingers as he cleaned the wound, then as he dabbed her leg dry he wondered if he’d got her wet elsewhere.

“That looks ok, I can’t see anything that shouldn’t be there, so I’ll just put some antiseptic cream on”

“Oh ok” she replied quietly

“Now this might sting a little” he said, and she winced briefly as he rubbed the cream gently in while still caressing the back of her knee.

“How’s that” he asked

“Lovely” she replied wistfully

“Good” he said and smiled “Now would you like a drink”

“No, I’d better go; my mum will wonder where I’ve got to” she replied regretfully

“Another time then” he suggested

“Yes, I would like that” she replied gleefully as she stood up and then her leg almost gave way and he had to steady her.

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern

“My leg just went to sleep” she replied unconvincingly “I’m ok now, just a bit tingly”

 

Two days later Chris attended St Nicholas Church, and he caught sight of Katherine with her family, and he intended asking her about her leg but lost sight of her at the end of the service so it would have to wait until Monday at the repository.  

He decided to have Sunday lunch at the Ramblers before heading home for a relaxing afternoon.

 

Back at the house he had just finished making himself a coffee and was about to take it and his book out to the patio when Katherine appeared at the back door wearing a floral summer dress.

“Hello” he said with genuine warmth “Would you like a drink?”

“Tea please” she replied

He made her drink and then asked

“Do you want to sit inside or out?”

“Well, its spitting of rain” she replied

“Inside it is then” he said “you know the way”

Kathrine put her mug down on the coffee table, but before she sat down, he said

“How is the war wound?”

“It a bit sore, but the bruise is coming out” she replied

“Do you mind if I have a look?”

“Oh ok” she responded and he crouched down to take a look and she lifted the hem of her dress to oblige.

“It’s a very attractive colour scheme” he said and then put his hand behind her knee, and her leg went wobbly and she plopped down on the sofa.

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern and sat beside her 

“It just went tingly” 

“Oh, it went tingly again” he mused

“And what keeps making it tingly?”

“It’s not a what” she replied enigmatically “It's a who”

“What do you mean?”

“Your hand on my knee made me tingly” she said shyly

“Really?” he said, “Are you sure?”

“Yes”

“So, this makes you tingly?” he said as he slipped his hand under her knee and lightly caressed it

“Oh yes” she replied and stiffened

“So, is it just the back of your knee I wonder?” he said and stroked her whole knee

“Erm still tingly” she remarked and her hands gripped the upholstery  

So, his hand caressed slowly beneath her hem, with his fingers began to brush her inner thigh but before he could proceed further her thighs clamped together

“No, I can’t” she snapped

“I’m sorry I’ve gone too far” Chris said

“No, no you haven’t, I really want to, but I just can’t” she said coyly “It’s my time of the month”

“Well, that doesn’t mean we can’t have a kiss and a cuddle” he said

“You want to kiss me?”

“Of course, I do” he said, “But only if you wa….”

He never finished the sentence as she was kissing him rather enthusiastically, and they spent the following couple of hours on the sofa kissing between short conversations because Katherine was mainly interested in the kissing, being new to the sport.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (600) Garden Girl

 

The village of Oakvale-On-Roe is in the north of the relatively small English county of Downshire, situated between the old market Town of Nettlebridge, and their more affluent neighbour, Roespring.

It was in the kitchen of a large, detached house in Church Lane where 40-year-old Adam Power was making himself a sandwich, then in response to a knock on his front door he grabbed his stick and hobbled down hall to open it.

As the door swung open the late spring sunshine spilled into the hall and he got his first look at the person who had disturbed his lunch preparation.

From his vantage point on the threshold, he looked down and saw a broad brimmed straw hat, with what he assumed was a woman beneath it, judging by the folds of floral material rippling in the breeze. 

“I was wondering if you needed any gardening doing, or odd jobs, whatever you need” a quiet feminine voice said, but she said it in a monotone run on sentence.

“Ok let’s try that again more slowly, with punctuation” he said and the front of the straw hat slowly rose and a pale face, framed with red hair appeared.

“I was wondering if you needed any gardening doing, or odd jobs, whatever you need” the girl repeated as instructed but her eyes never left the ground 

“Are you Liams cousin?” Adam asked

“No, I don’t have a cousin” she replied and raised her eyes for the first time

“Oh, I’m sorry, Liam cleans my car and said his cousin was looking for some gardening work, I just assumed you were she, but I guess it’s just a coincidence” he said

“Well, I don’t have any cousins, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles or grandparents, just me and my mum”, She explained and began to walk away

“Well thanks anyway”

“Where are you going?” he asked and she stopped and turned around

“I didn’t think you needed me” she replied timidly “What about the cousin?”

“She’s not here, and you are” he said and as he brandished his stick he added “And I need someone now, so come through and tell me if you’re interested in the job”

“Really?” she exclaimed and was beaming as she followed him

“You might not be smiling when you see it, the garden is a real mess”

He said as he stepped gingerly through the French doors onto the patio

“Oh Gosh!” she exclaimed

“I did say it was a mess; there’s a lot of work there” He said “If you decide not to take the job on, I won’t think any less of you”

“Oh no, I want to do it, but…” she responded

“Ah there’s a but,” he said sardonically

“I’m a carer for my mum” she explained

“She has MS so I can only work a couple of hours at a time and as I’m her carer I can only work in between…. caring”

“That’s not a problem, it will take as long as it takes and if you can’t work every day then that’s ok too” he said “it’s been more than two years since I’ve been out there, and I wasn’t much of a gardener even then”

He manoeuvred himself into a chair and sat down

“Pull up a chair” he said and the floppy hat wearing red head did as requested

“Introductions are in order I think, I’m Adam, Adam Power”

“Lorna Budd” she responded and offered her hand and as he took it and he made an appraisal of the girl.

Lorna was about 5’4 or 5 slim but shapely, long red curly hair, stunning blue eyes but her face was on the attractive side, except when she smiled.

Estimating the age of women was difficult for him so he guessed she was somewhere between 18 and 25, when she was on his doorstep speaking to her feet, he would have pegged her nearer 18 but when he showed her the task in hand, she showed more maturity, so nearer 25.     

“So, Lorna what are you going to charge me?”

“Oh, I don’t know I hadn’t thought that far ahead” she replied uncertainly

“Well would you like an hourly rate or a flat fee?”

“Oh Gosh, I don’t know” she replied “I’m not very good at this I’m afraid”

“Well how about you make a start, and we’ll talk again at the end of the week, he said “Does that work for you”

“Yes, yes” she squealed

“Good I’ll put the kettle on”

“I’ll do it” Lorna said eagerly

 

While the kettle was boiling, he took her into the garage so she could see what tools he had.

“My goodness!” she exclaimed when she saw the array of tools hanging on the walls.

Then when they were satisfied, they had everything required they repaired to the kitchen and when they were seated at the kitchen table with mugs of tea in front of them Lorna said timidly 

“There are a lot of saws and axes,”

“Yes, there are one or two” he agreed

“Are you an axe murderer?” she asked and laughed

“No, you’re quite safe, I’m a Tree Surgeon, my brother and I have our own tree surgery business, Power Brothers, although I'm little help to him at the moment, and won’t be for a while more I suspect” 

“Is that how you hurt your leg?” she asked

“I wish it was”

“Oh?”

“The truth if far more embarrassing” he admitted

“Really?”

“Yes, I was putting the Christmas decorations away in the loft” he explained

“And?”

“My foot slipped and went between the rungs and I broke it in multiple places”  he said and winced “I spent months in hospital, numerous operations and now two years later all I can do is physio to build up the muscles, I had a session today which is why it hurts so bad, but it is getting better, although I doubt I’ll ever get back up a tree”

“That’s really awful” she said sympathetically, “But why is it embarrassing?”

“Well, I’ve spent 20 years climbing 40- and 50-foot trees and I manage to fall off an 8-foot ladder”

“Oh gosh I see what you mean” she said and giggled

She finished her tea and looked at her watch

“I’m sorry I have to go and see to mum”

“Of course, off you go, it was nice to meet you”

“Yes, and you” she responded

“I will see you tomorrow”

“Ok just let yourself in through the side gate” he called

 

Lorna’s mother had MS and she’d been caring for her since she was 12 years old and as a result, even though she had 4 A Levels, a university education was not an option for her although her mother wanted her to go, but such was her sense of duty Lorna would not hear of it.

Her caring duties also curtailed school friendships as she could never attend the cinema, parties or festivals so she stopped being asked and it was a similar story with relationships, boys were attracted to her but she always put her mother first, and that was the reason she was still a virgin at the age of 23, but she had no regrets.

 

Lorna was back at Adam Power’s house just after 9 o’clock on Tuesday morning and had made a good start by the time Adam appeared at the back door with two mugs of tea

“Good morning” he said more cheerily than he felt   

“Morning” she called back and walked towards him when she saw the tea

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you arrived” he said “The leg kept me awake”

“I’m sorry to hear that” she said as she took the tea “have you got pain relief”

“I have but I only take it when I absolutely need it” he replied and sat down on a patio chair

“Well, it sounds like you needed it last night” she pointed out  

“That’s what my father said”

“Very wise, is he a tree surgeon as well?” she asked

“Oh no, my mum and dad are both doctors, and they were GPs in the village, they are retired now and live Spain, they check up on me regularly”    

“I remember Dr Power, she diagnosed my mum MS, I liked her very much”

Lorna said

“She wouldn’t be best pleased with me if she could see the garden, it was her pride and joy, especially the roses” he said

“Did your parents live here then?” she asked

“Yes, it was our family home, and when my parents retired, they left the house to my brother and I” Adam explained

“Does he still live here?”

“No, I love my brother very much and he I, but…” he began

“But?”

“We love each other more when we don’t live under the same roof” he explained

“So, as I love living in Oakvale, and I love this house, and as he has no particular feeling about either I bought him out and he lives in Roespring with his wife and children”

Adam put his mug down on the table he moved his leg and winced in pain

“Why don’t you try massage?” Lorna suggested “Mum has one that comes to the house, she’s very good, I can give you her number if you like”

“Yes please, that would be great”

She got it up on her phone and showed it to him and he typed it in his own,

“Thank you, I suppose we should exchange numbers, don’t you think?” he suggested

“Yes, I do” she replied and took his phone and typed in her number and then sent herself a text message “Done”

“Great, now I should let you get on” he said and shakily got to his feet “I have a call to make”

 

It wasn’t the last chat they had sitting on the patio drinking tea in fact it happened several times a day, they both enjoyed the company, but despite that Lorna made good progress by Friday afternoon when they sat down to discuss payment.

Adam was in good spirits because he’d had his second leg massage of the week and was feeling the benefit and he’d booked more to follow his next three physio sessions.

As he put the drinks down on the table he heard her sigh.

“What’s the matter?”

“I still don’t know what to charge”

“Well, I’ve given it some thought” he said “I don’t think a fixed price will work because you don’t know how long the job will take, you don’t even know how long the garden is yet”

Lorna laughed at his joke, but her frown soon returned  

“So, what should I say then?”

“Well, I’ve done some research on the typical hourly rate for a gardener in the UK” he said “And there isn’t one, they range between £14 to £45 per hour depending on experience, location, and the type of work”

“Oh Gosh what does that mean?” she said in despair

“Well, I suggest and hourly rate of £25 while you’re clearing the jungle”

“No that’s too much” she protested

“And £20 when you’re maintaining it” he added

“You want me to stay on as your gardener?”

The thing Lorna was worried about was not seeing him, drinking tea and chatting once the job was done.

“Only if you are agreeable” he said

“Definitely” she exclaimed “Thank you”

“So, in that case here is this week’s money” he said and handed her an envelope of cash

“Oh Gosh” she exclaimed

“I’ll do it straight into your account going forward” he said and smiled

 

Although he couldn’t climb trees or do the manual stuff, he still worked for the business, writing reports, placing orders, quoting for jobs and some accounts work.

He had a good view of the garden when he was sat at his desk in his study which he had found quite depressing when it was a jungle, but now since Lorna had got to grips with it, it was a much more pleasant view, especially when she was busying about, but she was a terrible distraction particularly when she was bending and stretching, which was actually terribly delicious.

 

By the end of June Lorna had reached the end of the garden and was using the woodchipper to deal with the huge pile of shrubbery, it was a bit boring, but it was all part of the job.

 

As she was walking along Church Lane it started to rain so she ran the rest of the way and when she got through the kitchen door, she tripped over her own feet and went sprawling and had Adam no been there, she would have hurt herself.

However Adam reaches out and caught her, but his handholds were problematic, his right hand was on her breast, and his left gripped her buttock, that in itself was less of a problem, it was the fact that her gave both of them a squeeze and his grasp lingered too long to be decent.

“I’m so sorry” he said as he manhandled her to her feet “that was unforgiv…”

Before he could complete his apology, she had thrown her arms around his neck and kissed him vigorously.

 

When the long languorous kiss came to an end she suddenly stepped backwards and he could see that, like many times over the few months since he had known her, she was wearing knee length denim dungarees, pale blue with a fine white vertical pinstripe, over a short sleeved t-shirt, on that day it was a lavender one.

Her dungarees had two buttons on either side of the waistband and when they gaped, he was often able catch a glimpse of her underwear, but that day he hadn’t at that point had an opportunity to look.

Lorna kicked off her shoes and then she surprised him by unbuttoning the side buttons and slipping the braces of her dungarees off her shoulders, so they fell quickly to the ground where they settled around her ankles before she kicked them away.

Then she stood motionless, proud and confident in front of him as he appraised her in her purple knickers, but suddenly she lost her nerve under his lustful gaze and ran back into his arms.

Adam kissed the top of her head and led her by the hand all the way upstairs and into his bedroom.

She quickly crossed to the other side of the room and drew the curtains before walking to the bed where she stood with her back to him, removed her T-shirt and bra which she discarded and quickly scrambled under the covers.

Under the duvet Lorna removed her knickers and dropped them on the floor, followed by her socks, and then her eyes peered at him over the top of the duvet as he did the same and then as he slipped under the duvet, she cuddled up close to him.

“I’ve never done this before” she said

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve never done “this” before” she said quietly “I’ve never done “it””

“That’s perfect” he responded and kissed her lips softly.

As the kiss continued it grew in intensity and as their tongues entwined, his hand, which had been on her hip, slid down and fondled her plump buttock and explored her curves for the first time.

While his hand was occupied with her bum Lorna’s hand went straight to his cock and a minute or two later, he rolled her gently onto her back and they stopped kissing and he looked down on her in the half light and admired her cute body.

Her breasts were beautiful and surmounted by rose pink nipples, which seemed to invite him to suck on them, so he did, but gently, and Lorna emitted a soft melodic murmur of approval, so he sucked it some more.

Reluctantly he left her erect swollen nipple, wet with his saliva and watched her serene face as his hand drifted across her belly to her luxuriant curly ginger bush and as he toyed with her curls she murmured softly and as his hand came to rest on her mound she held her breath in anticipation of its progress.

Adam continued watching her lying there with her eyes shut and her tongue periodically moistening her lips and after a few moments his finger parted her labia, and it was instantly immersed in her hot creamy sauce.

He looked down again and she was biting her lip, and her murmurs had become soft moans of pleasure in response to his diligent fingering of her creamy pussy and Lorna was beginning to become more vociferous in response to his attention.

He didn’t know it at the time, but she was on the brink of climax, and she was frantic tugging on his cock and then his fingers brought her to a face contorting climax and her thighs closed on his hand.

Adam looked at her as her face was still contorted with ecstasy and then she opened her eyes, looked up at him and smiled, so he leant down and kissed her and as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, he caressed her breast and he prepared to mount her gorgeous body.

As Adam carefully positioned himself between her milky white thighs, he stopped kissing her and was looking into her eyes as he entered her.

Lorna sighed at the instance of penetration and then closed her eyes as she leant her head back into the pillow and sucked in air through her teeth as he continued caressing her beautiful breast as he withdrew and entered again and again.

Lorna began to writhe a little beneath him and lick her lips as he entered again and he had to work so hard to control the urge to up the tempo, and suppressed his animal urges, he wanted her first time to be a tender affair, longer in duration and more sensual.

She squirmed beneath him as she reached that ecstatic point, the hinterland between being rooted to the ground and the gravity defying release of orgasm and she looked up at him as she softly moaned and writhed beneath him and then she came with a deliciously sweet utterance that spurred Adam on to his own climax and she cried out

“Oh Gosh” and he kissed her hot panting mouth.

“That was wonderful,” she panted.

He kissed her again, and as he withdrew, she let out a rather smug self-satisfied sigh and when he climbed off her she cuddled up to him and they lay entwined beneath the duvet in the afterglow feeling very pleased with themselves.

 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (599) The Bucket List (Part 2)

 

At the Old Barn on Stone Bridge Lane in the village of Oakvale-On-Roe, 55-year-old retired architect Matt Wiseman and former colleague and friend Alisha Beckwith, fifteen-years his junior, slept entwined in each other’s arms after finally consummating their 20-year lust.

When Matt woke up, he became instantly aware of two things, firstly that the earlier spring sunshine had been replaced by sleety rain spattering on the window and secondly that someone was sucking on his cock.

Suddenly he was wide awake and realised it was Alisha that was performing the very delicious act on him, this was confirmed when his eyes focused on the caramel coloured buttock and the hairless pussy only inches away so he probed her creamy wetness with his fingers and his touch elicited moans of pleasure as she slurped on his shaft.
After a few minutes of fingering he coerced and cajoled her to clamber onto his chest which she achieved without disengaging her mouth from his swollen member to settle her pussy on his face.

He kissed and nibbled the flesh of her labia making her moan and gasp.
“This is on my bucket list” he said and tasted her juicy nectar.
Alisha came quickly with her fanny farting in hoarse whispers and then she could wait no longer and clambered off him and Matt admired her body as she climbed off him, especially her incredible tits, that he had coveted for so many years and then she impaled her eager nonny on his waiting shaft and began pumping on it like a piston.

He watched her tits jiggle uncontrollably as she pumped on him and as she neared Shangri-La she was tiring and rested her head on his chest.

“None of that” he said listing her head “I want to see your face when you cum”

She smiled weakly and reach up and grabbed the headboard with both hands and staring at him intently, she bucked and thrashed wildly, moaning like an animal as she rode on him like until she screamed in orgasm and then collapsed on his chest.

As he lay there beneath her panting carcass his cock was still deep inside her and after he twitched involuntarily, she opened one eye and asked.

“Are you still hard?”

“Yes, I didn’t cum yet” he replied and kissed the top of her head

“Do you want me to finish you off honey?” she asked lifting her head

“Oh no” he replied and rolled her onto her back with his cock still inside her

“I want to finish inside you again”

 

It was a short congress as a deep throated kiss would have made her cum at that point and he was already on the brink when she collapsed on him

So, when he fucked her to their mutual conclusion and he exploded inside her quivering quim her cunny spasmed and she screamed.

 

As they lay entwinned in the afterglow his arm around her and Alisha’s head on his chest she smiled and said

“Nothing else on my bucket list will get even close to this”

“I’m glad” he said and kissed her head, but then her smile faded and she said

“But you know we can’t do this again”

“I know” he replied sadly then after a few minutes of silence he asked

“What time do you have to go?”

Alisha looked at her phone and replied

“I’ve got plenty of time for some more cuddling and a shower”

“Why don’t we shower together to save time” he suggested

“I’m not sure about your logic” she giggled “but it might be nice”

“I can help you wash” he added

“Yes, and I know what bits of me you’ll be washing most thoroughly” Alisha said

 

As Alisha suspected, the two of them showering together wasn’t a time saver as they lasted about two minutes before cleanliness gave way to lust and Alisha decided to clean his cock with her mouth and Cunnilingus followed fellatio before they made love for the third time that day against the tiled walls of the cubicle.

 

Their bathroom antics meant that Alisha was in danger of being late to pick up her son, so she frantically raced around finding her discarded clothes and Matt sat on the bed as she quickly pulled up her pink drawers, which he thought were much sexier now than before

“Very nice” he said

“That’s not what you said earlier” she retorted with a crooked smile

“I hadn’t been introduced to their contents at the time” he said

and then he watched her pull her jeggings up.

Alisha sat beside him on the bed and put her socks and boots on and he stared at her swing tits

“Anything I can assist you with”

“No” she barked

“I’m just trying to be helpful” he said innocently

“It’s your helpfulness that made me late” she retorted “I can’t risk anymore “help”, no matter how nice it might be”

She gave him a quick kiss and picked up her sweater and shook it

“Oh God, where’s my bra gone?”

“You took it off downstairs when you were seducing me” he replied

“Oh yes I remember” she said and rushed downstairs and he followed on behind

“And it wasn’t much of a seduction I just had to show you my bra and you were mine to command”

When she was fully dressed for the outdoors, they shared a long lingering goodbye kiss by the front door and parted without speaking.

 

Despite Alisha’s statement that it couldn’t happen again, they did do it again on the evening of his wife Connie’s funeral when she appeared on his doorstep in her funerial attire with the full silk regalia beneath her black dress.

They continued to see each other periodically over the following few years, more frequently after she and Louis divorced but it wasn’t until her Son Danny joined the army, when he was eighteen, that they became a proper couple.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (598) The Bucket List (Part 1)

 

The village of Oakvale-On-Roe is in the north of the relatively small English county of Downshire, situated between the old market Town of Nettlebridge, and their more affluent neighbour Roespring, and in a converted barn on Stone Bridge Lane, unimaginatively named “The Old Barn”, retired architect Matt Wiseman was expecting to spend a quiet day at home after doing some laundry.

He took early retirement soon after his fiftieth birthday when his wife Connie was first taken ill, in order to help her battle the cancer, and now five years later she was in the Waterside Hospice in Roespring and the battle was nearing its end, which was partly why he was home alone doing laundry.

His wife Connie was immensely popular and had a lot of friends, long term friends from her youth, work mates and the whole congregation from St Nicholas and as she was coming to the end of her fight many of them wanted to say goodbye, but she tired easily so her sister Ruth managed the flow, which meant Matt only went to the Hospice every other day.

He still retained a forty percent share of Chubb, Owen and Wiseman which was not inconsiderable as they had branches all over the county, he still helped out, when necessary, but those occasions had become fewer and farther between.

It was at Chubb, Owen and Wiseman where he first met Alisha Beckwith, she was an office junior in the Nettlefield office, joining straight from university, with caramel coloured skin, long dark brown hair and a smile so radiant it could rival the sun and there were definite sparks.

He was already married with children when they first met and she was engaged so although there was an attraction, despite a fifteen-year age gap, they never acted on it, but if she was feeling sad or needed a lift she always went to him for a hug and on office lunches she always sat next to him.

Now twenty years later she was married to her childhood sweetheart, Lewis, with a twelve-year-old son, Danny, and he was a soon to be widowed grandfather.

He had seen her since retiring as she had become a family friend over the years, but in the past few months it seemed like the only time they attended the same social events it was at funerals.

So, when he was interrupted during his laundry sorting by a knock on the door, he was surprised to see it was Alisha standing in his porch.

“Hello” he said brightly “This is a nice surprise, no work today”

“Hi, day off” she retorted flatly

“Danny is on a trip to Stonehenge, and Louis is in Germany for work”

Then she pushed past him with her chin set at a determined angle and walked into the lounge.

Although it was a gloriously sunny morning in late March, winter was determinedly hanging on so she stood in the middle of the room as she removed her gloves, hat, scarf and coat and discarded them on an armchair, he didn’t say anything he just waited for her then she took a deep breath.

“I’ve been to four funerals this year already, one was younger than me and one was the same age as you, so I’ve decided that life is too short and I can’t keep denying myself” she said as she looked intently at him

“So I’m going to let you do what we’ve both wanted for twenty years” And then she reached up under her sweater and unhooked her bra and he watched on as her breasts rearranged themselves beneath the wool and then she did that magical thing that girls do, pulling one arm inside her jumper, and following a brief rummage, finished by pulling her pink bra out down her other sleeve and then she turned her back on him and stared through the window at the sunny garden.

“You’re on my bucket list” she said then added over her shoulder

“This is all you’re getting though; I only came here so you to fondle my breasts”

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Matt asked as he put his hands on her hips and breathed in her exotic perfume.

“Yes, and I’m sure it’s what you want too” she said and a moment later she gasped as his fingers made contact with her skin.

As his palms caressed her soft belly she leant back against him and he could smell the coconut in her hair.

Alisha was a well-endowed girl and he was a big man with hands like shovels and she had often fantasied about him cupping her tits with his big hands and as they progressed upward she trembled as her fantasy was becoming a reality, but would it live up to her expectations, would it match the moments that got her fingers wet in the dark.

Matt felt guilty as his hands traversed her soft skin, but she was right he had always wanted too, and more, but for now…

Neither of them were disappointed when his shovel sized hands cupped her bulbous breasts.

Admittedly they were no longer as firm as they were when he first met her, but they were still magnificent and as he caressed them and toyed with her huge stiff teats, she concurred, his touch was every bit as good as her fantasy and better and she had no need of her fingers to feel her wetness.

Alisha was murmuring as he fondled her and the effect on him was a sizable election which she could feel against the plumpness of her buttocks.

Suddenly she moved her left hand up under her sweater and pulled his right hand from her breast and moved it down to where she had pulled her jeggings away from her belly with her other hand. 

“I thought you just wanted me to play with your lovely tits” he said

“I did, but now I want it all” she replied as she turned to look at him “Don’t you want it?” she asked as she rubbed her buttocks against his erection, so he slipped his hand down the front of her jeggings and into her knickers and she had her answer.

“We shouldn’t” he said but his hand proceeded anyway and his fingers brushed the soft smooth waxed skin of her pubic triangle   before parting her meaty lips and they were awash in her creamy gash, and she moaned loudly.

After that it didn’t take long to make her cum, and he had to support her weight when she did, when she stopped trembling, she quickly turned and kissed him hotly and wetly on the mouth and when she was done, she begged

“Take me to bed”

“I didn’t know that was on the bucket list” he replied

“It’s at the top” Alisha retorted

“How long for?”

“Twenty years” she replied and blushed deeply

“Come on then” he said and led her up the wooden staircase.

In his bedroom she sat on the stool at Connies dressing table and unzipped her boots and once they were off, she walked over to the bed and after a quick glance over her shoulder she pulled her jeggings down to her knees and he spied her round buttocks clad in Pink “comfortable” knickers.

“I was expecting to see you in something less utilitarian” he said

“Well, when I got dressed this morning, I wasn’t expecting to end up in your bedroom” she replied and tugged her pink pants over her plump shapely caramel buttocks and down her thighs to join her jeggings below her knees.

Then in an untidy fashion she extricated herself from her lower garments in a motion that could only be described as having the appearance of someone treading grapes before she kicked them aside.

Matt smiled when she knelt on the bed as she was only wearing one sock.

He was already naked by the time she pulled the sweater off over her head and Alisha leant forward on her elbows and presented him with a great view of her round arse and ease of access to her lips, so he slipped his fingers between her treacly lips and Alisha moaned in acquiesce.

“Did I mention that I’m ready” she panted

“Just be patient” he retorted slapping her buttock with his spare hand “I’ve been waiting a long time for this”

Then when he was ready, as she glanced back at him pleadingly, he reached forward and cupped her weighty globes and slowly penetrated her satisfyingly from behind and as she received him, she let out the loudest moan of pleasure

“Oh God Matt” She moaned, “It’s so big”.

He went in deeper, and she moaned again.

“That feels…… so so good”

He partially withdrew, then penetrated her again.

“More of that please” she begged wistfully.

 

After they had grunted and moaned their way to a mutually ecstatic conclusion, he stood behind her for a few moments caressing her great round buttocks as she sighed contentedly and when he withdrew, she fell forwards in an exhausted sweaty heap.

 

As she lay with her head on his chest in the afterglow, he said

“So, you can tick that off your bucket list”

“Yes, I can, a big tick” she responded and giggled as she added

“A big tick for a big dick”

“Very amusing” he said then when the giggles had passed, she said

“I didn’t know it would be big”

“It’s not that big” he replied modestly

“Well, I don’t have much to compare it to, it’s only the second one I’ve ever had”

“Really?”

“Yes, until today I’d only been with Lou” she explained

“I hope you’re not disappointed”

“Absolutely not” she purred and then they both fell asleep.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (597) The Student Landlord – The Threesome

 

In the early evening HMO landlord Chris Baker was spooning with Jade Norman, in her bed, they had already made love that morning, but as they spooned, they were anticipating what was to come.

“I’ve never done this before” he admitted

“It’s also my first time” she confessed

“And it’s hers too” he pointed out and as the door opened, second year music student Saffron Wigston was wearing a dressing gown and standing by the door.

“Are you ready for me?” she asked

“Yes Saffy” Jade replied and smiled

Then Saffron slipped off her robe to reveal her nakedness and Jade gasped.

Although she had made love to her before that day it was in the darkness of her bedroom so had not seen her naked and as she looked at the beautiful naked young girl, Jade pushed Chris’s hand down to her wet pussy and he obligingly wet his finger.

“Beautiful” she said and lifted the duvet so she could slip inside “Come on sweetie”

Saffron scooted over and got as close to Jade as she could get until they were nose to nose and without another word they were kissing.

The three of them lay beneath the duvet, the two girls with foreheads touching, eyes closed and moaning softly in each other’s faces as Chris’s finger busily frigged between Jade’s lips and hers did the same between Saffy’s.

Suddenly the tone of their moaning changed, and Saffy cried out

“I’m Cumming Jade”

And she replied “So am I sweetie”

When Saffy and Jade came in each other’s face they kissed, and he took his cue to get more involved.

 

Jade stroked his cock to full erection and watched as Saffron straddled him and lowered her tight young pussy on to his shaft and saw the ecstasy spread across her face after which she warmed to her task, and while she admired the view she sat on Chris’s face.

 

When Saffy had juddered and shuddered her way to orgasm, she smugly dismounted and Jade, who was being noshed towards her climax fell forward and took Chris’s cum soaked cock in her mouth. 

After expertly reviving his manhood while Chris noshed on her cunt, she lowered her hot pussy onto his waiting cock and Saffy settled her dark juicy hairy treasure on his face.

 

It wasn’t to be the last time the three of them shared a bed, but it had to remain a secret between them because although Simone was comfortable with him nailing her friends Michelle and Saffron, she was certainly not going to be happy he was getting inside Jade and a threesome would have blown her mind and Simone Stephens was his pussy of choice, and he was looking forward fucking her time and time again.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (596) The Student Landlord – The Student Task

 

After an exhausting New Years Eve liaison with his assistant Jade Norman, HMO landlord Chris Baker slept late so it wasn’t until late afternoon, with the light fading, that he crossed the road to go and do Simone’s bidding and bed her house mate Saffron Wigston.

He let himself in the front door and stepped inside and the moment he closed the door Saffy appeared from her room

Dressed in her familiar guise, midnight blue pinafore dress, paler blue long-sleeved blouse, black tights and unusually for her, no baseball shoes, and her long brunette hair was in plaits.

“Hello Saffron” he said

“Hello Mr Baker” she responded and pushed her thick black framed glasses up her nose.

“I assume you were expecting me” he said

“Yes, Simone told me you would be coming” she replied

“And did she tell you why?”

“Yes, she said you were going to …. have me” Saffy said

“What did she say exactly?”

“That I should let you do things to me, and that I would really like it”

“And is that what you want?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never done it before, so I don’t know what to expect” she replied quietly

“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to” Chris said

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to” she corrected him

“So what then?”

“Well I know you’ve had Simone and Michelle” she explained

“But I’m not like them”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t want you to be disappointed”

“Why would I be disappointed?”

“Simone and Michelle are really gorgeous and I’m frumpy”

She said and added

“You’ll be disappointed because I’m not sexy”

Chris had closed the distance between them while they were talking and when they were face to face, he said

“I’ll be the judge of that”

Then he took hold of her hand and led her back into her bedroom and stood her in front of her wardrobe or more precisely in front of the full-length mirror.

Chris stood behind her and placed his hands on her hips and quietly said

“Are you ready?”

“Yes?” she gasped

“Only if you want to” he said

“Yes, I’m sure” Saffy replied pleadingly

Chris unfastened the buttons on her waistband and moved his hands up to her shoulders and pushed the straps of her pinafore off her shoulders so the whole garment fell to the floor, where without being asked Saffy used her tiny feet to kick it away, and he was delighted to see that what he believed to have been tights were actually long black knee socks.

As she was the smallest of the three girls he could look down on her as she leant against him, but he chose to keep eye contact with Saffron’s reflection and began to unbutton her blouse, which he did slowly and deliberately, and he could feel her tremble, then when he undid the final button, he pulled it open and she broke eye contact for the first time.

He slipped the blouse off her trembling shoulders and threw it on the floor, and he could see her cute young figure in matching pink bra and pants, and Saffy was still looking away.

Chris unhooked the back of her bra, so it hung loosely on her breasts then he slipped the slender straps off her shoulders, and it fell to the floor.

He took a moment to admire her lovely tits before he said

“Look at yourself, look at your lovely sexy body”

Saffron slowly complied and when he had her full attention he settled his hands over her perfect plump little tits, and she gasped as he began to caress their pliant form and toy with her nipples which were suddenly magnificently erect, and ultra-sensitive because she winced to his touch and sucked in air through her teeth.

Chris relinquished hold of her right breast, and his hand moved purposely across her soft smooth belly to the waistband of her pretty pink panties and her breathing became erratic with anticipation and intensified once his fingers were combing through her lush whiskers.

“Oh Mr Baker” she exclaimed as his finger parted her moist lips.     

Her breathing was shallow and rasping as he fondled her plump little tit with one hand while he fingered between her labia with the other,

He looked at her reflection in the mirror, eyes closed, trembling and panting as his fingers probed at her juicy minge and his skilful digits rubbed and worked on her and Saffy’s cunny responded with liquid acquiescence as his ministrations elicited some wonderfully pleasurable moans from her, and she was chewing her lip and within moments he brought her to a satisfying knee trembling climax, and she came, hard.

Chris held her tight against him, supporting her weight and watched her quivering young body in the mirror, having just experienced her first orgasm of the evening and observed her rhythmic panting, she didn’t speak because she was still enjoying the aftereffects.

 

After a few minutes of enjoying the view of a young girl benefitting from the joys of his handywork which resulted in a nice knee trembling climax, he decided it was time for her to get more so he steered her towards the bed and sat her down

“You made me cum hard” Saffy sighed

“I did”

“I really liked it” she said

“I could tell” he said, “So do you feel sexy yet?”

“A little bit sexy” she replied

“Well I think we can do better than that” he retorted

“So what now?” she asked

“First” he said, pushing her back so he could pull her panties off

“We get rid of these”

And then as he undressed, he looked at her naked young body with her plump tits and her very hairy fanny on display, but she was beyond caring.

He unbuckled his belt, before quickly slipping his trousers and pants down his thighs, which released his engorged cock and at that moment her eyes were transfixed on his swollen member as he completed undressing.

He took hold of his shaft and tugged the skin back to expose the purple head, and as the purple crown emerged from its pink cocoon Saffy’s eyes widened in delight.

“Do I get that now?” she asked

“If you want it”

“I want it so bad” she moaned

Chris knelt down in front of her and gently adjusted her position, so her buttocks were on the edge of the bed and Saffy’s cunny was presented to him at the perfect height, so he wasted no time at all in spearing her and she moaned as he broke her hymen.

She was in a frenzy, moaning coarsely as Chris continued penetrating  her juicy cunny, while his hands fondled her plump titties

He fucked her harder and harder, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm,

“Oh Mr Baker” she moaned “Oh Chris”

As he continued frigging and her divine moans filled her bedroom and then she came.

 

“I thought I was a lesbian” she said about ten minutes after he'd spaffed in her hole and withdrawn from her and they were laying on the bed

“Why?”

“Because I did it with Miss Norman and I really liked it” she admitted

“Well it’s possible to enjoy both, Jade does”

“Really?”

“So you don’t think she’ll mind if I have her and this” she asked as she took hold of his sticky shaft

“Not at all, as long as you don’t mind Jade, Simone and Michelle sharing it” he said

“I don’t mind” she said

“But could I have you and Jade at the same time?”

“You want a threesome?” he asked

“Yes” she replied as she absentmindedly fondled his cock

“That’s very greedy” he said

“I know, but can I?”

“It’s ok by me but you’d need to ask Jade”

“Ok I’ll call her tomorrow” She said as his cock swelled in her hand

“Until then can I have this now?”

“You want it again?”

“Yes please”

“Ok but you need to work for it” he said

“What do you mean?” she asked with a puzzled expression

“You need to be on top”

“Ok” she said and immediately straddled him and then with intense concentration lowered herself on to his waiting shaft until she had enveloped every inch of his cock and then rose and fell on him, withdrawing off him to the very tip of him on the up stroke and using every inch of his shaft on the way back, making wonderfully dirty sounds as she did.

She rode him with consummate skill considering the fact she had been a virgin less than an hour earlier, she was obvious no stranger to squatting on a dildo or some other sex toy because she was warming to her task pumping on his shaft like a piston, and she rode him moaning like a beast before she screamed out in orgasm and Chris  exploded inside her and she collapsed on top of him with his cock still twitching inside her cunny and she was wearing a broad smile.