I was reading quietly by the fireside in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the time before supper one frigidness dark February evening. A rap at the doorway brought me back from tales of derring do to the submit."seminal fluid"I directed, but instead of James Cook announcing supper supper it was our governess young lady Williams who entered and she was in some evident distress.

She had been with us for various years now looking after my son Henry James and girl Emily since my lamb wife departed. Departed with Mr Wilmot the cuckold and all troll scoundrel you understand not departed this somebody coil.

"My Godhead, I must speak with you,"young woman Williams urged.

I looked at her. In the deep shadow cast of characters by the oil lamp I could see that her facial bone bodily structure was safe, her bosoms bulged alluringly enough her waist seemed trim enough and her wooden leg were both long and slender, but her straw colouring hair was severely bound into a bun and her face was wan as dough completely devoid of rouge or any ornament, decent to tone down any man's elan

"Why of course miss Roger Williams,"I agreed to her request.

"It is passkey James II sir, I am afraid he is too grown to need a governess now."she explained.

"Quite possibly,"I agreed,"But what am I to do about it while Emily is still a nestling ?"

"He is a man now sir,"she said,"Eighteen Summers he should be doing manly affair sir, not studying."

"Chasing comely serving skirt !"I laughed,"Surely that is manly enough, why I heard him talking to his pal ‘ Chirpy'Allen about ravishing a housemaid only the other evening."

She looked very uncomfortable.

"I apologise I am embarrassing you,"I admitted,"Is that what is troubling you ? That he is concern in young women ?"

She looked even more uncomfortable.

"What is it young lady Williams ?"I asked gently.

"It is not only young women,"she said awkwardly.

"Oh lock your grannie away King James is on the prowl !"I laughed,"Or are you trying to say he is a sodomist ? ”.

Her eyes started watering.

"Oh spit it out girl, does he cavort with men, has he made improper mesmerism to you ?"I demanded,"What is it ? ”.

"No, not suggestions,"she said without being able to calculate me in the eye.

"Then what ?"I demanded.

"He ravished me."she said awkwardly.

"What, touched you improperly, kissed you, what ?"I demanded.

"He pushed me down and wind my surgical gown and,"she said falteringly.

"And what ?"I queried.

"Bared me and."she added.

"For nirvana sake, did he bear on you or what ?"I demanded.

"He lowered his breech and."she stuttered.

"And ?"I queried.

"His manhood, it was all swollen and purple headed, I tried to fend honestly I did but I could not and."she stopped again.

"He rammed himself abstruse in your sopping willing womb ?"I queried,"Are you the maidservant he spoke of. Were you were as he said"Gagging"for it am I right ?"

"He told you ?"she said in horror.

"No I heard him severalise his chum the other evening, well well well,"I laughed,"So it wasn't a serving maid."

She shook her head,"I did not advance him,"she pleaded.

"No and hardly a housemaid either, Twenty Seven years if I am not mistaken."I surmised,"And you could not resist ?"

"No sir."she declared,"He forced himself."

"In to your dry unwilling uterus, it must have been agony, |"I taunted,"So why was the entire sign not roused by your screech ?"

"I didn't want to make a ado,"she insisted

"You always resisted my drunken progress,"I reminded her,"Locked the chamber door, kicked me in the member a few times."

"That was different you were drunk."she insisted.

"And had I been sober ?"I queried.

"You would have behaved with propriety,"she declared,"It was because you were drunk, you didn't desire me, any dame would take sated your needs."

"I fear James feeling much the Lapplander way about you,"I said apologetically,"Simply a womb to spend his seed in."

"Not just my womb, my lord."she added.

"What else ?"I demanded.

"Everything !"she said,"He possesses me, he makes me crouch over and get the picture my boob and effect himself."

"In you back side ?"I asked.

"Yes my lord,"she admitted.

"Not just once then ?"I queried.

"Almost every night for a month,"she admitted.

"Ah, until you bled,"I surmised.

"But I haven't my Almighty, and each morning time I feel sick, I fear."she said pleadingly.

"Oh noble, it does rather fathom like you are with fry, no wonder Saint James disappeared for John Griffith Chaney Emily Post haste,"I sighed.

"What am I to do ?"she asked.

"well I have contacts at the lady of pleasure menage,"I assured her.

"No I can not be a whore !"she exclaimed.

"Who are adept at having Lady of the night become not with child if you take my meaning,"I explained,"I fear marriage to James I is not an option available to us so if the child can be lost or adopted you can quietly restart your duties as a governess for some other home some distance away."

"And Emily ?"she asked.

"testament presumably be quite safe away from your influences,"I declared.

"But safe from James ?"she queried.

"Ah,"I agreed,"That could be awkward."

I thought a instant and asked her"What do you offer ?"

"If I could stay until Emily is of age,"she suggested,"And then if you could buy me an validation, a guest house or similar, then no one shall have it away, and I can say my husband died fighting the Gallic ?"

"I have only your word that this took shoes, you might well be still a virgin and out to bamboozle me."I insisted.

"I assure you sir I am not !"she blustered, her cheeks reddenning.

"Then designate me,"I demanded,"Rise your skirts for me as you do for James and let me see."

"I can not !"she declared.

"Why not, am I so repulsive ?"I queried.

"No, I don't corporate trust you to restrain you vile lecherousness sir,"she insisted.

"commodity god girl if you are with child it will take a crap little enough difference of opinion if I poke you from now to Michaelmas."I assured her."Now up with the gown and let me see."

"No,"she protested.

"display me or this interview is over,"I insisted.

"Oh very well,"she agreed and she bent to plagiarise the hem of her robe. She sat on the edge of the table. Her stockings barely came to her stifle, she wore no pantaloons, just a simple petit coating or underskirt. Her second joint were creamy Patrick White and her mound covered with the hunky-dory favorable down.

"I need to feel for a maid head,"I said as I stood and moved towards her.

"No, you can see if I hold myself,"she offered and she moved to halt her uterus back talk aside so I might see down inside her.

"No, I can not see,"I lied as I saw nothing but a late, pink, moist, cavern out disappearing into her innards.

"I must feel, so brace yourself."

I reached forward and eased a finger's breadth into her slot. She shuddered delightfully as I gently pressed him in to the fond moist nihility. Desire built in my loin. My appendage was alert. One finger then Two fingers and then a thumb, she was certainly no virgin.

"One last check,"I declared and I dropped my breeches.

"Oh no not that !"she gasped as my appendage sprang free.

"Oh yes !"I challenged, and I stepped forward and compress my penis at her slot.

She screamed briefly as I pressed inside her.

The study door opened, Mrs Bridges my rather portly and aged Captain Cook stood there in her aprons staring incredulously"What in the trade good lords whimsey is going on ?"

"Patently obvious I would have thought,"I declared,"I am giving Miss Williams an intragroup examination ”.

"Oh thank the lord,"Mrs Bridges declared,"I just about had enough of you buggering me senseless of a Night, its about time you found someone younger to poke."

"You and her ?"missy Willams squealed.

"Only up me ass mind, no babies,"Mrs bridge deck smirked,"I'll wish you good night,"and she slammed the room access behind her.

"Oh I am undone, every one will know now, she gossips like a fishwife,"Miss Sir Bernard Williams insisted.

"Hush,"I whispered,"Live for the instant, let us enjoy the comfort Adam and Eve enjoyed, let us assuage each others needs."

"You said you needed to crack,"she reminded me but I was enjoying her delights far too much to manage aboutb such details.

The oil lamp flickered, the taper needed trimmimg, but I needed no light to determine how a good deal she needed me. moisture was leaking from her. Her teats were so hardened I could feel them through both her gown and my wear and then she started moaning with pleasure.

It was too lots. My appendage exploded with pent up emotion shooting my seed deep inside her. She gasped and squealed with pleasure. It was all over too soon, far too soon.

I wiped my fellow member on her half-slip as I withdrew,"I fear this is not the place for fornication, shall we bed to my bedroom ?"I queried.

"No, I am not a whore,"she blustered.

"No I agree, I should certainly not pay for a lustreless fornication such as that,"I opined somewhat unfairly,"I declare you are more like a bitch in heat needing a good shafting than a whore, so arrive to my bed and let me try to dampen your fires."

"And if I refuse ?"she enquired.

"There is always the Workhouse."I replied,"come to bed, Katherine, it is Katherine is it not, scented Katherine."

"I have always strived to be a unspoiled chaste fille, this is not of my choosing,"she exclaimed rather lamely for someone so despairing for a good pounding.

With apparrent hesitation she came with me to my bed chamber. It was cold so we climbed into my big four posted bed and pulled the curtains shut to maintain out the universe. I slipped off my shirt and rear of tube and slipped shivering beneath the covers.

I heard rather than saw her disrobe and then her lithe slender body was slipping down under the masking beside me. My mind went back to my wife and my love and condition for her. circumstance and abstinence but for Fri evenings when she clearly wanted nothing more than than a rampant pounding or three every eventide and morning. I decided there and then that this one would not escape me so easily.

We embraced like buff more for affectionateness than passion but in a moment my fellow member responded.

I kissed her cheek, she grasped my extremity

"I should refuse but I am a washy and the trauma is already done,"she explained as she sought out my now rock hard member and guided me into her womb once more.

"You must tell me what excites you,"I whispered,"I wish to hear you scream with ecstasy."

I did not look at many moments to clear she just needed a skilful solid state pounding as she wrapped her stage around me and pulled me down so my chest pressed downwards onto her breasts. She wanted my sassing on hers, I don't think she cared much who was pounding her she just needed release.

"Yes,"she said,"Kiss me. Take me. Devour me for I am on fire !"

I pulled the pin from her haircloth bun and cast it aside so her hair fell down, straggling across the pillows in the shadow. It felt so good. A lithe young body beneath mine, even if she bore my grand piano tike I cared not and as my fervour reached a climax so she gasped"Sate me please replete me !"she cried and at once my seed burst Forth River sating her desires as she asked.

I was sated and exhausted, she went to impart. I stopped her."This is your bed now madam,"I whispered, be active your thing tomorrow but for now kip beside me."

She was gone when I woke, I lay abed until nigh on midday well satisfied with my lot and when I did originate I sought out my Lawer Mr Ravensworth.

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That evening I was reading quietly by the fireside in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the time before supper one cold wickedness February evening. A whang at the door brought me back from narrative of derring do to the salute."Come"I directed. miss Williams who entered and she was in some observable hurt.

"My Creator, I must talk with you,"misfire Tennessee Williams urged.

I looked at her and smiled in anticipation of bedding her once more. Her knocker bulged alluringly enough and her straw colour tomentum was now loose around her articulatio humeri while her face was flushed and her lips reddened.

"Why of course miss Hiram King Williams,"I agreed to her request.

"I am bleeding, it was all a ugly mistake,"she explained,"Can you forgive me ?"

"Of trend, now come and suck my cock, for the moment. Don't despair, we shall have you with child soon enough, '' I assured her."But first kiss me on the oral fissure, and we shall play at being lovers."

She came to sit on my lap.

"Oh and incidentally my attorney informs me that as my dear wife has now been gone Seven years and a day it seems I might reasonably disassociate her and marry you if you will ingest me. ”