Yorkshire, England, a effective few twelvemonth ago.

A Small Service.

I were working in office at pit head that morning, sun were shining gold on sens from steam boiler mansion, shuttlecock was coughing, it hadn't rained for two daytime solidness, and that's officially a drought in Yorkshire.

Any road round of drinks I were minding me own beeswax when boss comes in. Blagthorpe. Sommat were wrong. He weren't all bolshy like common. He were almost nervous.

"Ah Whitney Young Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen,"he says, all friendly like, like when he wants accounting fiddled."I wonder if thee coud do me a religious service ?"

"I will if I can gaffer,"I says,"Whats going off ?"

"Now thees a good lad, not a whore chaser nor nothing, no young girl at home, no lass up duff ?"he asked.

"No, I ent had no girl friend at all as it happens,"I says,"Why did thee ask ?"

"I needs thee to do me a minuscule serve,"he says,"I need a lad as is pure."

"bugger that for a meadowlark, no offence Mr Blagthorpe sir, but I ent doing thee no little service nor any other bloke neither I ent queer."I insisted,"I'd rather have carrier bag than do that !"

"Don't be so damn impertinent, its not for me you twat, nor no other bloke,"he snapped,"What sort of colossus do you think I am ?"he asked and then quickly added,"Don't answer that !"

"So what is it thee desire's ?"I asked.

"Geraldine me youngest,"he said.

Me cock twitched, she were a smash, all golden ringlets and clean-cut waistline and squeezable melons.

I waited.

"She were out on Moor and fell in wi Gypsies."he said sadly,"Took her honour."

"Reet ?"I answered.

"affair is,"he said awkwardly,"Now she had it she wants it, her uses candles but her can't get no release."

"Poor jeune fille,"I says.

"Hers like bitch on heat,"he says,"So her needs a lad."

"And you want me to ?"I asked.

"Sort her out, word is you're quite the lad where cricket's concerned, good staying power,"he explained,"Well that's what her needs."

"And what does her think ?"I asked.

"Her thinks her's going to wed some nob,"he replied,"fountainhead her can think on, her should have kneed the gyppos in testicle not spread her branch for ‘ em."

"Reet,"says I,"Is this like overtime ?"

"Overtime be buggered,"says he,"I'm offer me vernal, thee should be paying she !"

"Well, it's very beneficial of you to think on me,"says I.

"Reet, reet, I'll pay overtime,"he says,"I knew tha was canny lad, but I'll be buggered thees'more bloody tight fisted than what I am."

"So when does I start,"says I.

"open thee desk and get up house,"he says,"Sooner her's sated sooner the married woman can stop fretting."

I took me time and sautered up boss's situation. It stood high up valley side away from where Occident lead blew smoke to. It were blooming big, second biggest shoes in village after church and workhouse.

"Ee young Alan, what you do'in here,"Mrs Blagthorpe says when I knocks door.

"The skipper sent me missus,"I says.

"What for ?"says she.

"Why to hump Whitney Moore Young Jr. Geraldine, didn't sea captain tell on ?"says I.

"I told him to get a Gigolo or 2nd Battalion east Yorkshire Regiment, not some strip of a lad."she grumbled,"You'll not be a damn of use."

She showed me in,"Geraldine, Cy Young Allan's here to sleep together thee,"she shouted up the stairs.

"piss off our mam I'm exquisitely wi me cd,"Geraldine shouts back.

"I'll be off back down pit,"I says.

"Nay lad, get up stairs and suck her teat or summat,"she said,"Its one-third on left."

I went up, third was inside bog, I were veridical imprint, all brass and shining poreclein. Her was next door.

Her lay on bed, branch spread head wi her nightdress up and a big red standard candle oceanic abyss in her whatsit.

Me cock stood up like a fucking broomstick, me knees wobbled.

"What you lookin'at, never seen a cunt afore ?"she asked.

Well I hadn't and that's a fact."Bloody hell thee hasn't,"Geraldine laughed.

"No, thee faither place me."I explained awkwardly,"He said as you needed a estimable seeing to."

"I told him I want's to marry a nob,"she said,"I want's a big mansion not stuck in one up one down wi 12 kids."

"So does I as it happens,"I said,"But it ‘ ent going to happen."

She looked at me quite cutthroat,"Appen thee's reet,"she said,"Shut bloody door and put thunderbolt across."

I did as she said."Now get thee trouser off,"she says.

Me finger trembled as I undid me belt and that I were so scared. I weren't like I imagined, all loved or or drunk, she just wanted cock. Any tool. I would feature been put out if I hadn't been so retain to get laid.

She stared at me stopcock."Not bad, not bad at all,"she says,"Do you visualize me or is faither paying you ?"

"Both,"I says,"It'll be a ambition to fuck thee, thee's so far out me league."

"Tha'ash gray tongued fawn, I bet faither told thee to say that."she says.

"No,"I says as I peels me bring up off and chucked me pant and pants on a chair.

I undid me shirt as well and peeled it off.

"Not bad,"she said,"Come here and vex it in me."She pulled the candle out and held her cunt rim wide-eyed for me.

I hopped up on bed. Stuck me knees between her thigh and slid down till she could get hold of me pecker and direct him in her.

"Do summat,"she protested. It was heaven, her tremendous slippery cunt wi brawn which caressed and squeezed me shaft from root to knob end.

"Oh fuck, this is star, I think I loves yer,"I exclaimed.

"bang up and shoot your load,"she chided.

whoosh, I started to cum. bally cloudburst of spunk gushed along me shaft and flooded her parts.

"Ooohhh, that's so all-fired good,"she cooed,"Oh god is that just,"she continued.

I stopped spunking and me thingy shrank.

"Right, thanks for that,"she says,"I feels a lot better now, thee can bugger off now. I needs a kip."

"That were wondrous,"I says as I got dressed,"Thank thee like."

"Yeah, whatever, now cut little talk, Tha's done it now so end off,"she says and she turns on her side of meat and tries to catch some Z's. worry is she looks like an backer and me thingy won't go back in me pants.

"What's up, why you staring at me ?"she asked.

"You're so beautiful, and I can't get me thingy back in me drawers,"I says.

"Yer as bad as bloody gyppos,"she said,"Just clear off all reet ?"

face of an angel, voice of a fishwife, I felt sorry for her, no purity, no posh manners, no toff going to want to wed her wi out a throw encumbrance of brass as dower, and Blagthorpe weren't known for unselfishness, in fact he were rumoured to be tightest fisted sodomite as ever lived.

I wrestled me thingy back in me drawers somehow and went downstairs.

"How is she ?"Mr Blagthorpe asked.

"Trying to get some kip,"I says.

"That's good,"she says,"Let's hope its cured her !"I must bear looked foiled."You look disappointed young Gracie ?"she adds.

"Yes, I ‘ ent never done it afore, I never even kissed her nor nix,"I explained,"My thingy's all stiff still."

"So take a frigidity bathtub !"she laughed,"Now get gone, me husband don't pay thee to puddle idle chit chat."

I went back to work. My thingy sort of shrank as I walked down into vale, but all I could think on were Geraldine.

fracture ended at 6, Mr Blagthorpe were a good employer in some ways,"dozen hours a day down pit is enough,"he always said,"And they can always put in a few hours of a Sunday to earn time up."

I stopped in office writing up books, one for tax man, one for Blagthorpe and one for me in case he ever saw fit to plunder me.

Next morning sun were barely peeking over t'moor when I set Forth for work. I liked to get in too soon before rush.

I hadn't been in more then ten arcminute when Blagthorpe's bloke from big house turned up.

"Mr Blagthorpe said to inform you that your services are required forthwith at his residence."he says all pompous like.

"‘ Am bloody busybodied,"I says,"What's going off ?"

"Miss Geraldine requires your assistance with an, ahem, personal affair,"he says.

"Oh well, I'll come straight person way then,"I says and I grabs me pelage. I didn't want no indorsement bidding.

Sun were shining as I hurried up hill, making layer of dope play like gold between hillsides. fowl was coughing, Pit head word wheels was whizzing round like silver gray orbs as gent plummeted down mine shafts in cages into Acherontic profoundness below.

Blagthorpe and Mrs Blagthorpe was waiting.

"What in't t'ell did you do to our Geraldine ? Blagthorpe demanded.

"I dunno gaffer, I never done it afore,"I says.

"fountainhead thee's done it now, hapless bitch is calling out for thee,"he explained.

I thunk fast,"What a bit of"Hows your faither ?"

"Yes, how's yer bloody faither,"he says,"But no slackin'head, get it done and straight down pit."

"I'll be bloody knackered,"I says,"I'll need a lie down after."

"No thee won't,"he says,"Nice bit o'fresh air on walk back to pit will liven up thee up."

"But Norman, what if she want's it twice ?"the missus chips in.

"I'll probably die of warmness failure,"I suggested,"Knackered me out it did."

"Take thee time then but think on, hang a kip an'I'll dock thee sleeping sentence,"he offered.

"Sorry, I can't endangerment it, If I falls a kip I'll be our of air hole. I need the cash,"I ventured."I'll compliments thee good day,"

"All reet, I'll pay double for metre on job but I'll still dock sleeping time,"he offered.

"That's not fair !"I protested.

"life story ent fair,"the missus said wistfully,"He were strapping youthful lad when he were young, now look at him."

"Am in me prime,"he snapped.

Just then Geraldine appeared in her nightdress, a huge great sack of a matter,"What's goin'off ?"she demanded.

"Little financial deal dearest,"Blagthorpe apologised.

"You payin'him to fuck me ?"she demanded,"Oh bloody perdition, it's bad enough paying t'Ostler to sleep together me mam !"

Mrs Blagthorpe blushed crimson.

"It's not that miss, he want's to bob me wages,"I apologised.

"Too bloody right,"Geraldine replied,"Thee should pay me for privillege, like Gyppos do."

"You said they forced you !"Mrs Blagthorpe protested.

"Er, well, it were a bit hazy,"Geraldine insisted,"Anyroad round I needs a seeing to so get up them stair young Allen, and driblet thee strides."

"Do as she says lad,"Blagthorpe ordered,"I'll see thee right."

I followed Geraldine upstairs. In bedroom she chucked her nightdress off and showed me her underwear. French breeches we nowt between ramification, all sleek and sleek, like some high class who'er.

Me cock were stickin'up like pit prop and then her bent grass at waist and said,"Get on wi it."

I couldn't dip me pants fast adequate. Her twat were all red and moist where she been wanking like so me pecker could slide compensate in.

"Me twat not me ass kettle of fish,"she said insistently.

"Of course,"I agreed as I slid him in for a couple of minute of bliss.

She gasped as me puppet filled her,"That's lovely,"she said,"Just a few more strokes, thee could induce out thee lovemaking me, if thee felt able ?"

"Much as I can do not to shoot me load straight off,"I admitted,"Thee's too far out me league."

"And don't thee forget it,"she insisted,"Thee can shoot thi'load now, and fumble me teat next time."

I come like a bloody fountain."Ohhhh that's lovely,"she says,"wax light's all reet but it don't cum."

"Yeah,"I says,"taper needs hollowing out wi's a valve and plunger so's you can fill it wi'warm pee and make it shoot up thee."I said as I pulled out and looked for summat to wipe me cock on,"Then I wouldn't have to classify thee out and could get me work done. ”.

"Bloody hell our Allen, tha's a bloody brainiac,"she cried,"Nice governance piston chamber covered wi wax, piston like steam engine, valve like condom valve, decent mahogany boss for operating rod, I reckon we coud make em for two bob and sell em for a Guinea !"

"By heck, thee's Blagthorpe's daughter all reet,"I sighed,"Banging on about Tarawa'brass before I even finished fucking thee."

"What about you ? you're meaner than me faither ! ”,"she said but there was a gleaming in her eye that looked like pound signaling."Thee's a clever bloke, thoughtful like,"she thought out tawdry,"W. C. Handy in bedroom, I reckon you got summat there wi'tha wanking thingy."

She looked so beautiful. Too beautiful. Me peter reared again.

"We could get pit worshops to make ‘ em,"she suggested,"Posh ones and."

She saw me prick were o'nt climb again and she laid back on bed and spread her legs again.

"If tha'gets me in family line way thee'll have to marry me tha'knows."she warned.

"I'd marry thee wi out,"I said,"I reckon I loves thee !"

And we kissed.

"What's thee at young Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen ?"Blagthorpe yelled up stairs.

We never took no heed of him. We was in love .