I was reading quietly by the hearth in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the meter before supper one low temperature dark Feb evening. A knock at the door brought me back from story of derring do to the portray."Come"I directed, but instead of James Cook announcing supper supper it was our governess fille William Carlos Williams who entered and she was in some evident distress.

She had been with us for several years now looking after my son James and daughter Emily since my dear wife departed. Departed with Mr Wilmot the cuckold and all rung scoundrel you understand not departed this mortal coil.

"My nobleman, I must mouth with you,"young lady Hank Williams urged.

I looked at her. In the deep dark cast by the oil lamp I could see that her facial ivory structure was in effect, her heart bulged alluringly enough her waist seemed trim enough and her pegleg were both prospicient and slender, but her strew semblance hair was severely bound into a bun and her human face was blanch as scratch completely devoid of rouge or any decorate, enough to muffle any man's ardour

"Why of course of study Miss Williams,"I agreed to her request.

"It is overlord James sir, I am afraid he is too originate to need a governess now."she explained.

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

"He is a man now sir,"she said,"Eighteen summertime he should be doing manful things sir, not studying."

"Chasing comely serving wenches !"I laughed,"Surely that is manly enough, why I heard him talking to his chum ‘ Chirpy'Allen about ravishing a amah only the early evening."

She looked very uncomfortable.

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

She looked even more uncomfortable.

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

"It is not only young cleaning lady,"she said awkwardly.

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

Her eyes started watering.

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

"No, not suggestions,"she said without being able to appear 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 bring up my nightgown and,"she said falteringly.

"And what ?"I queried.

"Bared me and."she added.

"For promised land sake, did he touch you or what ?"I demanded.

"He lowered his breeches and."she stuttered.

"And ?"I queried.

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

"He rammed himself deep in your sopping willing womb ?"I queried,"Are you the maid 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 severalize his pal the other even, well well well,"I laughed,"So it wasn't a serving maid."

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

"No and hardly a amah either, twenty seven-spot days if I am not mistaken."I surmised,"And you could not defy ?"

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

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

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

"You always resisted my drunken approach,"I reminded her,"Locked the bedroom doorway, kicked me in the phallus a few times."

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

"And had I been sober ?"I queried.

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

"I fear Epistle of James spirit much the same way about you,"I said apologetically,"Simply a womb to pass his seed in."

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

"What else ?"I demanded.

"Everything !"she said,"He possesses me, he makes me twist over and grasps my breast and forces himself."

"In you back side ?"I asked.

"Yes my lord,"she admitted.

"Not just once then ?"I queried.

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

"Ah, until you bled,"I surmised.

"But I haven't my Divine, and each sunrise I feel queasy, I fear."she said pleadingly.

"Oh noble, it does rather fathom like you are with nipper, no wonder James disappeared for London spot haste,"I sighed.

"What am I to do ?"she asked.

"Well I have contact at the working girl home,"I assured her.

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

"Who are adept at having lady of the nighttime become not with child if you take my meaning,"I explained,"I fear married couple to Saint James the Apostle is not an alternative available to us so if the baby can be lost or adopted you can quietly sum up your duties as a governess for some other family some distance away."

"And Emily ?"she asked.

"volition 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 second and asked her"What do you propose ?"

"If I could stick until Emily is of age,"she suggested,"And then if you could purchase me an establishment, a invitee sign or similar, then no one shall know, and I can say my husband died fighting the Gallic ?"

"I have only your Holy Scripture that this took place, you might well be still a Virgin and out to bamboozle me."I insisted.

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

"Then depict me,"I demanded,"climb your bird for me as you do for William James and let me see."

"I can not !"she declared.

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

"No, I don't confidence you to restrain you vile lusts sir,"she insisted.

"Good god girl if you are with child it will make little enough difference if I poke you from now to Michaelmas."I assured her."Now up with the night-robe and let me see."

"No,"she protested.

"show me or this audience is over,"I insisted.

"Oh very well,"she agreed and she bent to hook the hem of her gown. She sat on the edge of the table. Her stockings barely came to her knees, she wore no pantaloons, just a simple petit coat or underskirt. Her thighs were creamy flannel and her mound covered with the finest prosperous down.

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

"No, you can see if I hold myself,"she offered and she moved to hold her womb lip aside so I might see down inside her.

"No, I can not see,"I lied as I saw nil but a mystifying, ping, moist, cavern disappearing into her innards.

"I must find, so perk up yourself."

I reached forward and eased a finger into her expansion slot. She shuddered delightfully as I gently pressed him in to the strong moist vacancy. Desire built in my loins. My extremity was active. One finger then Two fingers and then a ovolo, she was certainly no virgin.

"One close bank check,"I declared and I dropped my breeches.

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

"Oh yes !"I challenged, and I stepped forward and pressed my member at her slot.

She screamed briefly as I pressed inside her.

The subject door opened, Mrs Bridges my rather portly and aged cook stood there in her proscenium staring incredulously"What in the in effect lords belief is going on ?"

"Patently obvious I would suffer thought,"I declared,"I am giving miss Sir Bernard Williams an internal examination ”.

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

"You and her ?"misfire Willams squealed.

"Only up me ass mind, no babies,"Mrs Harry Bridges smirked,"I'll wish you serious Nox,"and she slammed the doorway behind her.

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

"Hush,"I whispered,"Live for the present moment, let us love the ease X and Eve enjoyed, let us assuage each others needs."

"You said you needed to check,"she reminded me but I was enjoying her delectation far too much to care aboutb such details.

The oil lamp flickered, the wick needed trimmimg, but I needed no ignitor to make up one's mind how often she needed me. moisture was leaking from her. Her teat were so hardened I could palpate them through both her nightdress and my clothing and then she started moaning with pleasure.

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

I wiped my member on her petticoat as I withdrew,"I fear this is not the place for criminal conversation, shall we put out to my bedroom ?"I queried.

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

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

"And if I refuse ?"she enquired.

"There is always the Workhouse."I replied,"seminal fluid to bed, Katherine, it is Katherine is it not, sweet Katherine."

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

With apparrent reluctance 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 preserve out the man. I slipped off my shirt and breeches and slipped shivering beneath the covers.

I heard rather than saw her disrobe and then her lithe slender physical structure was slipping down under the cover song beside me. My psyche went back to my wife and my honey and consideration for her. condition and abstention but for Friday evenings when she clearly wanted nothing more than a rampant throb or three every evening and sunrise. I decided there and then that this one would not miss me so easily.

We embraced like lovers more for warmth than rage but in a import my penis responded.

I kissed her cheek, she grasped my member

"I should refuse but I am a unaccented and the harm is already done,"she explained as she sought out my now sway toilsome phallus 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 direct many mo to realise she just needed a honest solid hammering as she wrapped her leg around me and pulled me down so my thorax pressed downwards onto her boob. She wanted my lip 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 hair bun and cast it aside so her pilus fell down, straggling across the pillows in the darkness. It felt so practiced. A slender new body beneath mine, even if she bore my grand child I cared not and as my excitement reached a orgasm so she gasped"Sate me please satiate me !"she cried and at once my seed burst onward sating her desires as she asked.

I was sated and exhausted, she went to leave. I stopped her."This is your bed now madam,"I whispered, move your affair tomorrow but for now log Z's beside me."

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

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That evening I was reading quietly by the hearth in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the meter before supper one cold dark February evening. A roast at the room access brought me back from tales of derring do to the present."Come"I directed. misfire Ted Williams who entered and she was in some discernible distress.

"My Lord, I must speak with you,"Miss Ted Williams urged.

I looked at her and smiled in prediction of bedding her once more. Her bosom bulged alluringly enough and her straw colour fuzz was now open around her shoulders while her aspect was flushed and her lips reddened.

"Why of line Miss Bernard Arthur Owen Williams,"I agreed to her request.

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

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

She came to sit on my lap.

"Oh and incidentally my lawyer informs me that as my lamb married woman has now been gone Seven years and a day it seems I might reasonably divorce her and marry you if you will take in me. ”