The Housekeeper.

It was an average evening. I live alone but for a few retainer you understand. I had been to my club, I had a few drinks, I played a few rhythm of carte and then I came home. It took barely five proceedings by hansom Cab, so I was prepare for my bed well before one of the clock after the mid night.

I had a new amah. Very odoriferous, sinless. maidservant. Upstairs maid. The finally one had to depart, fat with child. Probably mine, but this one was a peach. And chaste, well chased but thus far she had eluded me.

Ruby lips, swan neck, lithe. I would possess had her but for the beef of a Housekeeper I had inherited when I bought this townhouse. Miss bloody Twelvetrees. Every meter I came within an ace of snaring my maid the damned Twelvetrees was there.

I had dismissed her three sentence but she insisted on working her notice and never actually left.

Bitch. She was ancient, damned near as old as I, thirty five going on 90. Frosty, why Captain McNair could get used her for arctic preparation, throw her in the sea and she would have grown an crisphead lettuce. A chap doesn't pauperism this. Mama was bad enough,"You must wed or citizenry will think you're a bachelor-at-arms !"she wailed. Damn it, I've had more wenches than I can remember. A feller just want's the quiver of the chase, bit of fun and then commit the effect to the orphanage. No harm done. No bloody mansion wide-cut of bawling brats.

I was feeling nice and warm, pleasantly fuzzy, not pissed you understand definitely not rat assed, just tipsy, jolly, up for a bit of how's your father.

I had the maid roused on some pretext and after supping my supper of a heart pie and a quart or two of ale I pounced.

She eluded me. I chased her, along the corridor, up the handmaiden stairs onto the handmaid landing. My appendage was rearing and with my knock ready loosened my pant were slipping over my buttocks as I ran Even with her ankle joint length smock she eluded me, but as she wrenched open the door to her room I caught her wrist.

Suddenly everything went dark. Miss bloody Twelvetrees and struck me over the head with a statue of bully Uncle Horace, or aunt Maud, or some racehorse or former but suffice to say it was heavy.

I went out like a luminousness. I came to presently."composure yourself sir,"misfire Twelvetrees whispered.

She was holding me. Standing behind me, my head against her shoulder. I felt her breath on my ear, and more to the point her manus was down my trousers, holding my member. Not just holding but caressing, arousing and fondling.

"What in god's public figure ?"I demanded.

"You have evil itch, we must expel the poison,"she explained,"Before another maid is ruined.

"You bitch I shall go blind !"I protested.

"well I doubt that, I am sure this is not the inaugural time,"she replied impudently.

"halt, stop it I say !"I insisted, but my phallus had former ideas.

Before I knew it my phallus was twitching, the moment was on me and do you sleep together what that bitch did ?

She released my member, tucked him under my shirt and fastened my trouser so I fouled my shirt and my under pants as I expelled.

"You bloody bitch."I exclaimed.

"You need subject area sir,"she cautioned,"Next time you have evil urges I shall use the birch not gentle encouragement."

"Get thee gone Old Nick,"I cursed and I loosened my belt and lowered my trousers to discover the inert mess."You are truly evil."

"Don't be so childish."she chided,"When I was at the nobleman Delamere's home we used to milk the stableman regularly and use his emission to starch dog collar and cuffs, I doubt it will do any real harm."She helped me remove my trousers and proceeded to clean me with my discarded under- trousers.

I stood there in the corridor while she attended me and do you know that bloody virgin maid had the audaciousness to return and laugh at me. It was no surprise really, my appendage was curled up like a Gallic escargot at the time but instantly began to rise.

"Oh for heaven's rice beer,"Miss Twelvetrees chided,"You sir ask a cold bath."

"On the contrary madam, I need a nice tender fuck,"I corrected her.

She grasped my member and twisted him cruelly. The pain was intense. Instantly he shrank in fear.

"Go girl, beetle off your door,"the old squawk cried. The amah scuttled away in terror.

"You evil bitch, you have wounded me severely, '' I protested,"I shall never have a go at it again !"

She stroked my member gently. He grew again."Don't be so childish."she chided.

"Then desist 50 I go blind, ‘ tis not the done thing for a valet de chambre to splatter his seed uselessly,"I explained,"I need a uterus, I need a woman."

"Exactly, A fair sex not a teddy of a girl."the old gripe agreed as she continued to caress my member.

"Desist,"I ordered.

"Why, does it not delight you ?"she asked.

"No, it is not good !"I protested.

"You seem proud of enough,"she replied.

"I'll ram it in your puckered useless barren womb if you don't desist."I warned.

"I think not,"she replied.

"Up your buttocks then,"I advised.

"Really, does your imagination have no limits,"she enquired but her breathing was becoming ragged..

"Miss Twelvetrees, are you becoming roused because if so may I say I would not violate you if you were the finis woman on earth,"I assured her.

She grasped my member firmly and used it like a dog leash or rein to pull me through the door to my bed chamber,"I am greatly relieved to bang that,"she assured me.

She closed the room access behind us, picked up the bedchamber pot and expertly milked my member until I expelled copiously therein.

"Now that was much Thomas More hygienic, was it not,"she explained.

A deft rub with a cloth and she was helping me claim my jerkin and shirt off.

She trailed a finger down my arm,"Lovely smooth peel like a baby !"she laughed.

"tinker's dam it woman what do you want with me ?"I demanded.

"Merely that you behave like a grown up, a gentleman, not a spoiled brat."she insisted.

She pushed me onto my bed and pulled the bedding over me.

"Who the hell do you think you are ? My female parent ?"I demanded.

"If you behave like a sister I shall regale you like a sister,"she insisted.

Her ample embrace was right there before my optic,"Then sister will suck your teats !"I replied and I grasped her gown firmly and wrenched it apart. Except the uncouth fabric did not even cringe."tinker's dam you !"I protested.

I threw back the bed clothes and rounded on her, she was caught off balance and fell backwards onto the bed. She floundered for the consequence I needed to best up her night-robe from the hem and bared her breast but for her underthings which I rapidly tore open.

Ample mounds confronted me, large womanly appendages with, to my surprise some well roused mamilla. I chose the left one and clamped my lips around it and commenced to suckle.

"Let me go !"she protested from beneath the mound of clothing thrown over her head.

I could not answer, not until I released the go away teat to move to the right one,"Be quiet,"I insisted.

It was very pleasant really, but of course of action being as she was bared apart from silk pantaloon my curiosity overcame me and I eased said pantaloon down to expose her woman's parts.

I say expose, there was more undergrowth than the average out forest down there but my digit soon identified her nub and the rail line of her slot. I traced the slot with a finger. It was becoming moist.

I eased a finger inside, the virginal membrane was obvious, so I speared it with my index and torus it open so I could ease two then three finger's breadth inside her.

"No, let me up, break it,"she wailed. I had her Pantaloon off and her slipper and as I reluctantly released her teat I eased my now rampant member within her slot.

She tried to resist but the deed was done. I was sheathed entirely and it was by no means unpleasant. My clump were evacuate, drained so the moment was a long time coming, a lot of clock time gently humping her, luxuriating in the wetness of her sopping Virgo the Virgin parts.

Finally I expelled, just a keepsake you understand, my formal were vacate but found a few spoonfulls of seed from somewhere to cool her ardour. Suddenly it was done.

I eased from her.

"You are evil you will rot in Scheol,"she muttered from under the cumulus of clothes.

I was tired of her complaining so I wrenched the entirely mickle of fabric high over her heading to break her tear streaked face.

"There,"I informed her,"That is the penalisation for depriving me of my housemaid."

She tried to put her gown back on but I grabbed her wrist,"No madam, my maids remain until morning to sate my morning urges."

"You sir have had your one and only conjunctive with me, I shall leave 1st thing in the morning,"she inform me.

I grabbed her scrubs, he slippers and her pantaloons and strode to the window and threw them out."Really ?"I enquired,"Now admit the inevitable and come to bed."

She looked all around but somehow the temptingness of my lovely big flabby four bill bed overcame her resolve.

"Very well,"she agreed,"But I shall forget in the morning and may slit your throat in the night."

She lay as far away from me as she could in the magnanimous bed. Her back to me. She trembled and shook occasionally.

My pathetic empty balls ached, but it was a satisfy ache, and soon I had entered the delicate abysm of sleep.

She woke me by searching for something to wear. I sprang from the bed, she was looking in a chest by the windowpane, I came up behind her and grasped her breasts.

"flexure from the waist, I wish to fuck you from behind so I do not need to look at your disapprovingly ugly face.

"Then your indirect request will be denied,"she retorted, but her mamilla were stiffening, her expansion slot moistening set up to take my rampant member.

I simply aimed him at the slot and he slid in as sugariness as into any rampant whore,"See you are no more capable to control your urge than I am,"I chortled,"I shall let you twice before breakfast and depending on my humour perhaps once again before lunch."

"I shall be gone foresighted before lunch,"she insisted

"I'll stakes you will not, you enjoy my member too much,"I chuckled,"But I own it is pleasant to conjoin with a mature woman, not some silly gaucherie of a maid who believes I am in honey with her."

"That heartens me greatly,"she replied.

"I do trust I shall devote portion of this forenoon teaching you how to pleasure yourself with a rolling pin,"I suggested.

"I should prefer you to countenance me to throng,"she replied.

My moment was not far away, I thrust harder,"Do you like that,"I asked as I stole my fingers to her nub as I pushed ever thick within her.

She whimpered, she had lost control, her first moment was un her, her first ever second of raptus and I expertly brought her to her peak even as I expelled my seed.

"Oh, oh lord no,"she protested,"Ohhhhhh."

"I do believe I took you to heaven then Miss Twelvetrees,"I whispered,"Shall I take you there again this morning and perhaps after tiffin and tomorrow as well ? Shall you become my lady of pleasure Miss Twelvetrees. ?"

"Never,"she said.

"No Sir Thomas More pantaloon, I wish your division to be uncommitted to me at an moment's notice."I added.

"You are deluded sir, quite deluded."she replied.

I took her by the shoulders and gyrate her round, caught unawares she had no time to prevent me from grasping her Kuki-Chin and kissing her upon the lips.

Suddenly she didn't look quite so ugly,"Wait here I'll remember your wearing apparel,"I offered and donning my own garb I retrieved her gown from the garden.

That was a year ago. Since then she has been most attentive, she has to be, she has no status and I can swan her out on a whimsey. But why would I ? She serves my indigence, except for an periodic hungriness for a son and heir. I dare say given time she will even grow one of those. It is just a disgrace she's so curse ugly or I do trust I would get married her .