An Invitation to Afternoon Tea by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

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Luv Karen

Another “We regret to inform you that your application has been unsuccessful but we wish you luck in finding another course.”  Gee thanks.  As I added it to my growing pile my mobile beeped, Carolyn, I was surprised as I didn’t move in Carolyn’s set.  I mentally reviewed all the things she might want of me but nothing came to mind.  Caro, as she liked to be called, was frivolous, fashionable, bouncy, friendly, moneyed, and beautiful and although she wasn’t top of the class she wasn’t stupid either.  Me, I’m just me, boys seek me out as a last resort when they’re having problems with their maths or physics homework and I like to read a lot.

“Val I’m desperate, my aunt’s coming to tea and she always gives me the third degree over the most innocent things so I wondered if you’d come to my rescue and distract her.”  The guys have never been known to resist a request from Caro, and it is hard to say no to her.  I wondered what she’d been up to recently or what she was scheming.  Surely the little incident at the bridge hadn’t come to her Aunt’s attention?  I agreed.  “Oh could you wear your prettiest dress for me.”  “Sure.”  I have one good dress, all purpose weddings, summer fetes, you know the sort of thing and I like to think I look good in it.  Well if you have to think about good points then mine are my legs, they go on forever and a mid thigh dress shows them off just nicely besides I recently added my tiny bit of lace to the cuffs, all three months hard work.

I sat across from Caro’s aunt sipping a cup of china tea.  Caro’s large single family home was elegant to say the least but in my prettiest dress I didn’t look too out of place.  We made small talk and she commented on my lace cuffs recognising them as Honiton lace which led into a discussion of bobbins and whether a sheet of polystyrene or a drum was the best for holding the pins when lace making.  It was only after she rose and said how nice it was to meet me and she hadn’t realised that Caroline had such sensible friends before that I realised that ever so politely I’d been skilfully interrogated.  Caro saw her to the door then came back as I was looking down at my thumbs.  “Anything wrong?”  “No I was just checking to see if she’d taken her thumb screws with her.”  “She is a bit like that isn’t she?” Caro wrinkled her nose up as she spoke.  “But I think you won the day.”  I looked at Caro and wondered what was coming next, I could feel in my bones some sort of scheme was about to emerge.  “Won the day?”  “Well it was your air of respectability that did it really.  Have I mentioned her son to you, Edwin?”  “Well it’s been delightful having tea but I think it’s time for me to leave.”  “She’s very protective of Edwin but I like him and I’m hoping to have a birthday party here for him to which you’re invited.  Come down to the basement and you can see what I had in mind.”  Foolishly I followed and Caro had transformed the entire basement into a night club.  As she hit the light switch the disco balls lit up, and the laser light patterns danced over the floor.  “She’d never let me take him clubbing but thinks an innocent birthday party at my house would be acceptable, especially if you were present.”  “I have to wash my hair.”  “I haven’t even told you which day yet.” She laughed “Well which ever day it is I’ll need to wash my hair on that very day.”  She cocked her head at me “You baby sit sometimes?”  “Yes.”  “$2,000 for your college fund just to attend.”  “Why?”  “So I can say to my aunt with a straight face that not all my friends who’ll be there are frivolous.”  “I don’t have anything to wear.”  I was weakening and she moved in for the kill.

She took my hand and led me up to her room.  Her walk in closet was bigger than my entire room and it was packed with fabulous clothes.  “Friday night sleep over here, come over for tea and we’ll sort you something out.  It’ll be fun just for once.”  I was so tempted, I gave in.

“Sleep over?  You aren’t expecting to invite them back in return are you?” Queried mom in a worried tone of voice.  “No mom I don’t think we have room, but it will be fun to do it just once.”  “Fine by me.”

Caro’s family had gone away for the week end so tea was whatever we could find in the kitchen.  Caro looked on in amazement as I threw together a scratch meal from left-overs in the fridge with mash potato.  “Remind me to take you with me if ever I get stranded on a desert island.  I was going to order up a takeout but this is nice.”

I washed my hair and had a soak on the en suite bath of my guest room and wrapped myself in a big fluffy towel before returning to Caro’s room where Caro sat me down at her dressing table where she blow dried and brushed my hair until it was dry and gleaming.  “Think I could get a job as a hair dresser then?”  She asked lightly as she cocked her head.

“Now let’s start with the basics.” she dived in her drawers and came out with an unopened set of lingerie not underwear you understand but lingerie.  “Yes I know that no one will see it but it will give you confidence.”  I ran my fingers over the fine white silk, “It does seem a shame that it won’t be on display doesn’t it?”  I rolled on Dior silk stockings for the first time in my life.  Caro helped with the clips.  There were three pairs of panties of slightly different sizes and I wondered if my hair might need trimming but was relieved to find they were of a respectable size and the middle size just covered me nicely.

The bra wasn’t respectable at all.  I was coaxed into wearing a shelf bra, I’ve never really thought about my breasts, shall we simply say I’m not over endowed in that area so the shelf bra offered enough support but felt a bit risqué as well.  They looked very good in the mirror and as Caro pointed out it was underwear so the dress would cover it anyway.  As I was admiring myself in the full length mirror Caro was digging in her top drawer.  “I haven’t seen this for ages.” She held a plastic covered bullet in her hand.  “Ever tried one out?”  She handed it to me and I examined it carefully.  “No what is it.”  “Oh you wear it under your panties, makes you feel sexy.  Want to try?”  I looked at her suspiciously, “Oh an extra thousand if you wear it.”  She eased my panties down and slipped it in between my lips then pulled them up again.  “See you get a slight sensation when you walk.”  I walked across the room, nothing I couldn’t ignore and a thousand was a thousand after all.  She sat me down and took out her makeup, I agreed to a touch of mascara, and some lipstick and she applied a touch of rouge to my exposed nipples.  “I’ve always wanted to try that, it looks good on you.”  Maybe but not really the essential me but I went along with it as she seemed to be enjoying herself and she is difficult to resist.

The silk clubbing dress plunged there is no other word for it.  My bra showed slightly in the middle but didn’t look too bad.  The skirt was flared and rather shorter than my stocking tops but as Caro said the disco lighting wasn’t that bright.  Clubbing shoes, well high heeled platform shoes aren’t something I’d normally consider but as Caro said if you’ve got it flaunt it and I’d never really thought about my height that way before.  I admired myself in the three full length mirrors a definite disco queen but not what I wanted to wear in public.  She placated me with a large shawl to put round my shoulders that practically covered my knees, then I felt more comfortable.

We descended to the basement where the sound of music could be heard.  A troupe of professional dancers were practising their routines and making marks on the floor, compared to my silk their outfits where positively flimsy.  After being assured that everything was under control we returned to the family room where eventually four other girls were gathered.  “Edwin is a bit reserved and has had a very sheltered life, my aunt is very protective of him but tonight on his birthday I’d like him to have a bit of fun so bonus bribery time, $500 for a kiss, and $500 for a friendly grope of his butt or rod.”  Christina, a bottle blonde, chirped in with “If we get as far as a hand job?”  “I honestly would be very surprised if you manage it, another $500 if he gropes you, a $1,000 for a hand job, $5,000 if your lips reach his rod and $10,000 if you manage to get it up between your thighs.”  Well I was going to stay with my $3,000 thank you very much I’d leave the bonuses to the others.  Two or three guys arrived, of the sort that you won’t hesitate to introduce to your grandmother never mind your mother before the guest of honour arrived and was carried off down to the basement.  I was fleetingly introduced but managed to find a corner away from the others.

There was a finger food buffet and once we had arrived the dance troupe started their routine.  They were good, very good and at the end they all selected partners and dragged them to the floor.  I was surprised to see Edwin sitting the first dance out but as I watched one of the dancers appeared besides me.  “Sara and Paige will soon lift him out onto the dance floor.”  It seemed an odd thing to say to me but the first number came to an end and one of the dancers appeared in front of Edwin and coyly mimed she might be induced to dance if he stood up.  Two female dancers appeared either side of him and hoisted under the arms until he was up right when the third girl coyly offered her hand.  I giggled and when Edwin looked at me I just broke up with laughter. 

The dance was going smoothly, I was out classed by the dancers so stayed in my corner people watching.  It’s one of my favourite pastimes.  Caro’s chosen maidens were doing their best to give Edwin a night to remember.  He certainly had his four kisses and gropes then the dancing troupe took a hand and each kissed him on the cheek adding happy birthday each time.

Caro came up behind me and whipped my nice shawl away from me with the words “I’m sure you must be warm now.” and disappeared into the night.  I carried on listening to the music swaying to the beat when I glance at my refection in the wall mirror and was horrified.  My white lingerie was clearly visible in the black light, it was as if my dress was nonexistent, not only that but my lips and nipples had obviously been covered in something that stood out visibly under the UV lamps.  I didn’t know what to do.  I’d agreed to stay until midnight, I glimpsed Edwin to the side so dashed over to him and wrapping my arms around his neck pressed my body against his, “Let’s dance.” I hissed in his ear, at least this way my front was respectable.  “Why?”  “Look at my back in the mirror behind.”  “Oh, I see, setup by Caro?”  “Yes.”  “And the front?”  I backed away from him so only he could see.  He gulped then pulled me back into his body.  “I think we’d better stay on the dance floor.”

It’s difficult not to become aroused when slow dancing with someone as your nipples rub against his chest especially when he smelt so nice.  Our legs parted slightly and soon his was between mine and mine between his which didn’t help.  “We could go upstairs.”  He whispered in my ear, I gave him a look of reproach, “I was thinking of the family room I don’t recall your dress fading away in the normal light.”  We scurried up to the family room and I curled up on his lap, well at least that way his eyes wouldn’t be undressing me even if they didn’t mean to and we talked.  I told him how Caro had put a price on his head for a kiss, and a grope.  He laughed at that and said typical Caro, so I confessed about being paid to stay until midnight to appease Caro’s fear of his mother.  Then we talked about other things, lots and lots of things and just as I was feeling safe in his arms he bent forward and kissed me.

It was almost midnight, “You know if we slipped back now I could kiss you again and earn $500 for your college fund.”  I slipped my arm round his neck and pulled him back down, I didn’t want to wait that long for another kiss.  “Brazen hussy.”  He picked me up in his arms and carried me towards the door I wiggled and he eventually put me down and I held his hand until we reached the dance floor and started to slow dance once again brushing myself up against his hard on. As Edwin kissed me Caro came by and slipped something into Edwin’s hand.  A moment later I felt a vibration deep inside me.  It took me a moment to realise exactly what it was and hiss “Turn it off!” into Edwin’s ear.  I was furious with Caro, really really furious, and I was determined to at least shock her.  I turned my back on Edwin and brought his hands up to keep my fluorescing nipples covered.  I put my hand behind and unzipped him then guided his hard rod under my flared skirt between my thighs.  The extra height of the platform shoes helped.  I caught Caro’s eye then her hand and guided it under my skirt so she could feel his hardness there.  She looked wide eyed and shocked but having shocked her I swirled round on my knees, kissed his rod before tucking it away in his slacks and dashing off to my room.

The next morning I hid under the bed clothes as Caro came in with a tray carrying mug of coffee and a money belt over her shoulder.  “Good morning sleepy head.  You’ve got a letter.”  A letter here and not at home?  I snuck my hand out from under the covers to look at the letter.  Why did they always such small writing?  Not bothering to look for my glasses I brought it closer to my eyes.  A course offer in my name, I looked at the address, rather an up market University I hadn’t even bothered to apply for, not only that I wouldn’t be able to live at home so no way could I afford it.  Caro laid a money belt on my bed.  “$2,000 for attending, $1,000 for the bead, $500 for the kiss, $10,000 since you managed to get his rod between your thighs though not quite what I meant I suppose, $5,000 for the kiss as you tucked him back inside, I gave up counting at that point and just rounded it up to $20,000.”  “This offer I can’t accept it, I can’t afford to live away from home.”  “Oh I’ve arranged a job for you that should cover your living expenses.”  “And just what are the duties of this job?”  “Making sure Edwin has a good breakfast each morning, his mother worries about him you understand.  Here’s the keys to the apartment.”  She passed me a set of keys.  I prickled “And I’m supposed to share his bed as well am I?”  “Well no, that’s a bit awkward you see he hasn’t got one yet.” She dropped another money belt on the bed.  “Here’s $100,000 from his mother, could you sort out a bit of furniture for him as well?”

I was missing something here.  “What’s wrong with him and why is his mother so paranoid?”  “Well he’s from the side of the family with money.  His trust account has two billion in it and so far he’s been privately educated at home but I like him and wanted him to see a bit of the world but his mother wanted to make sure some dumb gold digger didn’t get her claws into him.  She was impressed with you by the way so has decreed Edwin can go to University provided you go with him.  So if you turn him down then he doesn’t get to go at all.”  “And the offer?”  She handed me a printed press release with the morning’s date on it announcing the new science block would be known as Valerie’s science block.  “What?”  “Daddy wanted some research done and we wanted to get Edwin admitted as well.  We daren’t put Edwin’s name on it since it would draw too much attention to him.  I thought it was rather a nice touch somehow.  Besides you can hardly refuse when they’ve named a science block after you can you?”  As I mentioned before it’s hard to say no to Caro.