The Night sky glowed red wi light from rolling mill as cauldron after cauldron of white hot metal were poured into moulds to mek smoothing iron slabs for t'rolln'mill

Albert Grimshaw looked on wi pride.

"Eee Lad, afore long thee'll not see nowt for hummer from Grimshaws in't valley."he said jokily.

Young Bob Fairlie looked out on't scene and all.

"So what you want wi me gaffer ?"Bob asked.

"It's me eldest, Elsie,"Albert said warily,"‘ Tween thee an me her needs a good seein to."

"See in to ?"Bob enquired.

"Bit of how's yer Father of the Church,"Albert explained,"Her's nigh on twenty three and never been fucked, school principal in a book all't all-fired clock time, what good's that for a lassie ?"

"So why d'you think she'd fancy me ?"Bob asked.

"Fancy thee ? fantasy thee ? course of study she bloody won't fancy thee,"Albert said furiously,"She see's her sen wed to some bloody nob wi a poncy deed of conveyance, but all they see's is her brass section, half on em ent nowt but threepence two farthings to their name, so they's only after me brass."

"So why me Gaffer ?"Bob asked.

"Thee growed up wi her didn't tha ?"Albert asked,"Just process her like any other lass, upend her and give her one."

"Ee gaffer, I ‘ ent like that,"Bod insisted.

"What ? Is tha a bloody poof ?"Albert Francis Charles Augustus Emmanuel demanded.

"Nay but I'd not upend a bird and have me way wi out her say so,"Bob confessed.

"Call thee self a bloke,"Albert sighed."Bloody mouse more like, well thee cans't do it or I'll find some un as what will."

"I'll see what I can do,"Bob agreed.

"Reet no time like present,"Albert replied,"Get over t'Ouse and break her a seein'to.

Poor Bob had no alternative but to get off down oldtimer mansion at end of Arkwright Street, it were magnificent, a study in red and jaundiced engineering brick wi porticos and a porte cochere wi elements of a Coal mine and germ mill and Palis of Versatile in France all designed by Albert's father, who were too pissed to utilise architect. Still it were big and imposing and that's what mattered

Bob knocked on book binding door,"Gaffer sent I to kick in Edward Young Elise a seeing to,"he ventured.

pantryman went red,"Mr Fairlie to cave in young woman Elsie a eyesight to Ma'am,"he shouted to Mrs Grimshaw.

"William Tell him in his bloody ambition,"Mrs Grimshaw shouted back,"Any road stave her's wi Honourable Jason Fforbes-Whitehead in't parlour so thee can bugger off."

"gaffer says I has to upend her and give her a seein'to,"Bob explained,"Gafer pays me brass not thee so I'll have to ask thee to stand aside."

pantryman stood aside and Bob strode past, trouble is he couldn't see where parlour were.

Mrs Grimshaw bellowed a warning,"Elsie Pres Young Bob Fairlie's here to roger thee."

"William Tell him to sod off,"Elsie bellowed forgetting the results of ten years education and her age at finishing school.

"I say,"Jason, retorted,"I thought you were a peeress not a bally fishwife !"

"And I thought you were a man not a black eye, '' Elsie replied,"Go and bash his illumination out if thee fancies me !"

Jason swiftty emerged from the living-room, bowed slightly to Bob who was completely flummoxed and he then ran as fast as hs stupid poncy ramification would behave him towards the stalls where his horse were tethered.

Bob headed to where Jason had come from.

Elise stood there in all her fnery like some poncy duchess,"Gaffer sent I to commit thee one,"Bob explained.

"Daft sod thinks I'm still pure,"Elsie sighed,"I've had virtually of handmaiden and C society of Durham Christ Within Infantry, been caught rwice and had to suffer gypsy woman sort me out."

"Bloody hell,"says Bob.

"Teach me a matter or two, kicking on t'other foot lad,"says Elsie,"Mind it would be handy for papa to think you took me cherry."

"Spose,"Bob said,"We'll say as I did thee then, if gaffer asks."

"fountainhead we can't tell a lie,"Elsie suggested,"semen upstairs I don't want to get me dress all crumpled."

poor Bob, it were bad enough thought process he could upend her and poke her a span of time and get back in time for clocking off snoot, but how could he contend with Durham visible light Infantry ?

He followed Elsie up stairs to her room. She slipped off her clothes and petticoat and asked Bob to help with lacing on her corset.

His custody shook as he fumbled with lacing but soon she were able to perpetrate it away and set it on chair.

"Me tits sag wi out it,"she said sadly,"They'll be round me shank soon."

"Restin'on thee big fat belly when thee's in't kin way,"Bob observed

"So thee'll put me in home way will thee ?"Emily asked.

"If tha'wants,"Bob offered nervously.

"Bob Fairlie, tha'could no more upend me and have thee way than fly to moon,"Elsie sighed,"Drop thee breeches, I want's to pay wi thee cock."

Bob never had a clue what to do, he were supposed to be forcing Emily to take coition and instead her were calling shots.

Next thing he knowed Elise had his knee breeches open and his cock out. He'd never seen it so big."Oooh he likes me,"she gasped as she pushed him so's he were sat on t'end o the big four posted bed.

She were bared above waist now and she let her tits rub his shaft,"clout me stockings down there's a love."she invited.

Bob did as he were bid and there she were naked.

"Do summat then,"Elsie said teasingly,"Thee's supposed to be upending me and having thee way."

"Thee's beautiful like,"Bob stammered.

"fountainhead thank you kind sir,"she says in reply,"But I want's cock not compliments."

Bod reached out and held Elise round the waist. Elsie grabbed Bob's rooster and future off she had fell on him and his cock were well and truly up her.

"Ohhh that feels smashing !"Emily cooed as she rubbed her mamilla on Bobs bureau,"An hour of this'll do nicely.

An hr, poor Bob only lasted fifty secondment before he let fly.

"You my lad need some serious preparation,"Elsie cooed,"I seen a Prince Albert cock doughnut in't jeweller in Ainsley street, you best get one."

"What ?"Bob replied,"I'm Millwright not a all-fired Gigolo."

"Well it was you what said you'd come to give I a seeing to,"Elsie reminded him,"Look have a dry pint of Ale and see if it revives thee."

"I needs a three course meal after that."Bob replied.

"Well go and narrate cook as I said thee was to have a decent supper,"Elsie ordered.

poor Bob all crestfallen he dressed and went to kitchen.

Elsie watched him go. A ardent glow of satisfaction spreading through her genital organ, it wasn't the duration of clip which pleased her, no it was more the length of tool, and the pin-up spurt of cum, why she thought she was probably up plum duff already.

She smiles as she thought of Bob feeding his self and worrying about pleasuring her anon, that 's sort of cuss she wanted, mortal under thumb not off wenching and gambling like some of the toff her mam invited stave. No Bob Fairle would do nicely, she just had to train him up and she looked forward to doi'just that .