Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2012 19:58:59 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Lady Bentley. Part Eleven.

    This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

    Part Eleven

     It had been ten months almost since I'd left after the funeral of Sir
William and arriving unannounced cause quite a flurry amongst the
staff. Guessing rightly as it turned out, that Trevor hadn't been to the
Hall either in that time and so I told the maids and staff that I was
taking over Sir William's old suite. It wasn't the best, for all of them
were of the same size, but it was the most central of suites and it
overlooked the main entrance to the Hall.

     I had Alex put in the suite where I had slept previously and informed
the staff that he had been hired to research the family's history and feel
free to tell him all that they knew but to remember that he was to be
treated as a guest.

     I was firm and imperious but spoke kindly when I had the maids change
all the linen for fresh ones in both the suites and expected it all to be
done within the hour so that I could have a bath and get change from
travelling clothes before dinner.

    They jumped to it as I took Alex downstairs and got us both a drink and
then took him, with our drinks into the library. He was already in awe of
the place and at my taking such a commanding stance and was gob smacked
when he saw what the library contained. It was one massive room that was
absolutely full to bursting with books from modern to ancient, or so they
seemed to look at them. Plus cupboards full of papers that I don't think
had been touched for a century.

     `Well as a historian,' and I winked at him with a smile, `how long do
you think it would take you to go through this lot in doing your research?'

     `How long is a piece of string?' he replied. `It's only in a public
library that I've seen so many books. You say that the cupboards are full
of papers?'

     `Yes, and that's where you should start, but not for a couple of
days. Let's wait till Trevor and his bed mate arrive and get that little
problem out of the way before we start. Don't look so dismayed! I'll give
you a hand in sorting things out, well to start with anyway.'

     He hadn't said of how long it would take him but to me it looked at
least two to three years before he'd get to the bottom of what was
there. When the hour was up, we went back upstairs where I found an anxious
maid waiting and I complimented her on what she'd achieved and asked her to
run my bath which she hurried off to do.

     I'd not been in this bedroom since I fled it in panic at thinking that
I'd killed William and oddly enough I felt quite at ease in there as I
surveyed the room. I undressed and put on a robe as the maid announced that
all was ready and so dismissed her and went and luxuriated in a hot and
scented bath.

     I'd already unlocked the connecting doors and had told Alex to come
through when he'd had his bath. He was rather quick with his for I was
still in my bath when he came in and sat on the edge and offered to wash my
back for me. This I let him do and lay back for him to then wash my breasts
for me which I think he enjoyed. I started to get randy at this but
controlled myself for I wanted our first night here to be a good one, in
bed and not in the bathroom. I wouldn't let him wash the other parts of me
for I might have given in and had him there on the floor.

     Dried and dressed, we went down to the family lounge which was the
room next to the yellow room for a drink before dinner. I'd just got my
drink when Stanford, our major domo came in.

     `Sorry to disturb you m'lady, but could I have a private word with
you?' he asked.

     `Certainly,' I said, getting up. `We'll go into the study. Please
excuse us Alex. I won't be long.' I then went to the study which was the
room next the library and a quarter of the size but still appeared to be
full of bookcases and cupboards as well as a drinks cabinet. Making my
position quite clear to Stanford that I was the Countess and in charge of
the place, went and sat down behind the big desk and asked him to sit down.

     `Thank you m'lady but I'd rather stand,' he replied. I then had a
premonition that this was going to be serious and business and so I
probably spoke rather more curtly than I would have done.

     `Sit!' I said which was more like a command to a dog for it was said
with some force and he complied immediately and sat down. `Okay, that's
better, now what did you want to say to me?'

     He fidgeted in his chair and took a moment to gather his thoughts
before speaking.

     `I...I am now speaking as head butler here and on behalf of the staff
of the Hall and wish you to know of the dire straits we are now finding
ourselves in.'

     `Explain please,' I said, giving him a warm smile to give him courage
for what was looking to be a difficult thing for him to come out with.

     `Well,' he began, looking down at the floor but finally looked up at
me. `It's been ten months since the old Earl died and we, the staff haven't
received any wages since then. We are beginning to be refused credit in the
village and...and...'

     `Say no more Stanford for I quite understand the embarrassment this
has caused you to bring this to my notice,' I said as I pressed the bell on
the desk, `But I will see that that is rectified as quickly as I can.'

     The door opened and a footman came in and stood there.

     `Please instruct a maid,' I said to him, `to bring down my purse from
my bedroom at once.'

     `Yes m'lady,' he replied and immediately withdrew and shut the door.

     `I'm sorry about this Stanford but I thought my husband would have
dealt with this long before now, but it looks as if I will have to.' I said
a few more words in a placatory way until a maid knocked at the door and
came in and handed me my bag. I thanked her and opened it and took out my
cheque book and wrote out a cheque and passed it across to him.

     `This is drawn on my own personal account and I'm afraid it is still
in my maiden name for I haven't got round to seeing to this side of things
myself. Have two of the staff present it at the bank for immediate payment
first thing in the morning. It's for cash and I want the money paid over
straight away. I will phone my bank and tell them to see that it's honoured
right away. If the men you send have any problems to ring me immediately
for me to sort out. The cheque is for forty thousand pounds. I don't care
if it clears the bank of money, tell them I want cash and will pay any
charges to have it cleared at once. If they don't have sufficient money
there, I would like promissory notes issued and given to whoever we owe
money to but keeping enough cash to see that the staff are paid.

     I would also like to see all the bills and invoices since the passing
of the late Earl for it seems that I am to take over from the incumbent. Is
that it Stanford?'

     `Ye..ye..yes m'lady,' he stammered as he stood up holding the
cheque. `Thank you. I...'

     `Stanford,' I said, rising myself. `No. It's I who should be thanking
you for bringing this to my notice and I want you to thank the staff on my
behalf for bearing this long without pay. You might add that there will be
an extra bonus this Christmas for the loyalty they have shown by suffering
this long without recompense.'

     `Th...thank you m'lady,' he stammered again as he bowed on his way out
of the study.

     You shit Trevor, I said to myself and picked up the phone and rang his
studio.

    `Hello?' came Trevor's voice over the wire.

     `Trevor? It's Magenta,' I said.

     `Oh, hello dear. Where are you speaking from?'

     `The Hall. I just arrived this afternoon.'

     `Oh good. Did you have a nice trip?'

     `Fuck the trip Trevor. The place here is in deep shit! No wages for
the staff, suppliers starting to refuse us credit.'

     `Oh dear. I'd better sort something out then,' he replied in a small
voice.

     `I've sorted things out for the moment but you'd better get your arse
up here and help.'

    `I can't at the moment. I'm in the middle of an important shoot.'

     `Fuck your shoot! We're in the middle of a cash crisis here and you'd
better get onto the bank to release some funds for I've used my own to tide
us over this immediate crisis but I need more money.'

    `I'll speak to the bank tomorrow. How are you and our baby?'

     `We are doing fine as long as I can feed myself, the baby will
survive. Now when are you coming to the Hall?'

     `I think I'll be able to finish this in a week's time. Then I'll come
up with Rollo...'That's when I slammed the phone down on him. What's good
for the gander is good for the goose I said to myself as I left the study
and went back to the lounge to be with Alex.

     `Sorry to be so long,' I said to him as I went and poured myself out a
large gin and tonic. He looked at his watch.

     `Only twenty minutes,' he said.

     `It seems like an hour or so,' I said taking a big gulp of my drink
and told him of how I'd just averted a walk out of staff and us starving.

     `Did you tell, er, Trevor that I was here?' Alex asked.

     `No. I was just bawling him out for letting things here slip. When he
said he would be coming up with Rollo was when I slammed the phone
down. Besides, he won't be here for a week he said. In the meantime, you
and I have got a lot of work to do. You digging into the past, me seeing to
the future.' I didn't add any more because Stanford came in then and
announced that dinner was ready.

     We sat down to eat and were served a lovely meal by Stanford and even
remembered that I liked my red wine slightly chilled.

     `That was a lovely meal Stanford,' I said when he pulled my chair back
for me to stand up. `Please tell the cook that, and we'll have our coffee
in the lounge.'

      He bowed his head and we went back to the lounge where I poured us
both out a brandy before the coffee arrived.

     `You've surprised me Magenta by showing me that you really are a
lady,' Alex said as our hands touched when I passed him his glass. I was
about to tell him that in bed I could be rather a slut, but Stanford came
in with the coffee so the moment passed. We didn't linger in the lounge for
it had been a long day and I wanted to finish it in proper style by having
a Royce ride in a Bentley.

     We went up stairs and I caught the morning maid and told her that I
wanted a pot of coffee, not tea, put into the sitting room between our two
bedrooms and just knock on the doors when she delivered it. Nothing else,
for we would then come out and help ourselves.

     I don't know who was kidding who here but at least it couldn't be
proved if she followed her instructions as to whether we were actually
sleeping together or not. With her leaving the room, I pulled Alex by the
hand into my bedroom and quickly got undressed and into bed with him close
behind to take me into his arms and kiss me. There I proved I was more of a
slut than a lady by going straight down on him, sucking on his erection and
treating it like a lollipop. Licking my way up his shaft before sampling
that pearly dew that came out, that nectar that is so clear it looked just
like a raindrop but tasted like honey. I only wished that the sperm had
that exquisite taste.

     Of course that while I was gobbling him, I was astride and upside down
having him chew and suck on me as well as sticking his tongue inside me, to
rouse me which didn't take long as I wanted him pretty badly.

     When I could take no more of his tongue and mouth, I rolled off and
turned round in the bed and opened my arms and legs and had the pleasure
and thrill of him covering and entering me and giving me a bloody good
fucking.

     We both cried out at our release and I pulled him down onto my chest
and smothered his face in kisses, squeezing his shaft still inside me with
my inner muscles and loved to feel him twitch it in response apart from the
steady throbbing beat it gave out while still there.

     `I love you Alexander Royce,' I whispered into his mouth, `and I hope
that our son grows up to be as strong as you are.'

     `What if it's a girl?' he asked, kissing me back in the same fervoured
way.

    `Then she'll be doubly blessed by having my beauty and brains,' I said
with a giggle. He gave out a laugh and wriggled his body on mine and almost
drove me wild again with what his tool was doing to my insides at this
movement of his.

     `Oh Alex,' I said as I started to cry. `I do love you so,' and held
him even tighter to me as I cried in how happy I felt at that moment.

     We eventually parted when he slipped out of me and then I had the
pleasure of him kissing and stroking my breasts as he kissed them
alternately as well as doing the same to my facial lips. Then within an
hour after me taking him into my mouth again, raking him with my teeth,
sucking and having his balls in my mouth, he was upstanding again, though
it really was hard but lying up on his stomach. I moved over him and got
astride and held his erection upright and sank down onto it until I sat on
his thighs. I pulled his hands up to hold my breasts and I began to fuck
myself for the second time until he cried out that he was coming and
orgasmed at the same time and let him have the pleasure this time of having
my juices soak him.

     We were woken in the morning by a knocking of the bedroom door and we
gave it a few minutes of kissing each other before we ventured out into the
sitting room for that welcome cup of morning coffee.

     `This is more of a public place than a bedroom,' I said as I looked at
his wonderful brown naked body, `so I think you'd better put on a robe
while we're here in the sitting room. While you're in your bedroom, you'd
better mess up the bed as though you've slept in it.'

     `Yes, you're right,' he said, drinking down half of his cup before
going into his own bedroom and wasn't gone long before coming back but
fully dressed.

     `No bath or shower?' I asked.

     `No,' he grinned. `I want to open my shirt during the day and smell
you.'

     `Well you're going to have to wait for me,' I laughed, `for I'm having
a bath.'

     This I did and got dressed while he waited and we went down for
breakfast. As mentioned before, this meal was self service and we soon
tucked in and afterwards, we went off to the library. We went in and stood
there and looked at all the books and only then did it really dawn on me
the task I had set him, but the longer it took, the longer I could keep him
with me at the Hall.

     `I don't really know where to begin not having done this kind of thing
before,' he said.

     `Well why not start at the far end by the window and catalogue the
books by name, author, publisher and what the contents of the book is
about? That way we can then rearrange the shelves into either authors,
subject matter and those of no consequence.'

     I had to laugh at the look on his face at the task I was
suggesting. `Don't worry, I'll come and help once I get the finances of the
Hall straight. Then we can tackle all the cupboards.'

     `Did you say two years?' he groaned.

     `Well let's see if we can stretch it to four children,' I said smiling
at him.

    `Four? I'm looking at a tribe here!' I had to laugh again and it was
nice to have him laugh with me and I gave him a kiss and told him that I
would be in the study next door if he really had something important to
say, otherwise, I would leave him till it was time for lunch.

     I went through to the study and found that Stanford had dumped a sheaf
of bills and invoices on the desk and I began to wade through them. I'd
only been at it an hour before a phone call was put through to me from the
bank in the village.

     The manager told me of all the reasons why he couldn't comply with my
cheque and I let him go on till he'd finished and then laid into
him. First, had my bank confirmed that I had money to cover what I'd asked
for? Yes, but a small branch bank as his didn't carry that amount of
cash. Fine, I understood that, then therefore, give me notes so that I
could satisfy our creditors that they will be paid when he had sufficient
funds.

     I was on the phone for half an hour and finally said that if he didn't
do what I wanted, I would buy a piece of property down there in the village
and open my own bank and run all of the Hall's business through that and
leave him to tell his superior's as to how he lost our account.

     `Now Mr Bank manager, just how much money can you give me without
hindering other valued customers?' I asked sweetly.

     `Er, fifteen thousand. I shouldn't really tell you this,' he
stammered.

     `Okay. Let me have that amount and against that cheque I sent in and
will you promise me that you will honour all cheques that are presented to
you by suppliers to us within the balance, that you will credit their
accounts.'

     `Er...er, yes, er, yes. I think we could do that,' he finally managed
to say.

     `Fine. I'm sorry to have pushed you on this but I've been out of the
country ever since Sir William was laid to rest and didn't know that things
had been left to drift as it were, but now I'm here and soon things will be
back to normal and I will see that all accounts are settled and that we can
continue in a business like fashion. Oh, by the way, I do hope you will
accept the invitation I will be sending out to come to the Hall sometime
over the Christmas period?' He stammered his thanks and I put the phone
down and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

     I carried on then to sort out all the bills and with a quick break for
lunch with Alex, was back and had sorted them all out into order and then
put them into another order of priority to be paid.

     I didn't realise at how exhausting it could be just sitting at a desk
and get more despondent with every invoice that I checked. But I finally
got them into an order that I could handle and called it a day and went
through into the library.

     Alex was up on a moveable ladder of sorts and I called out that it was
enough for the first day.

     `Thank Christ for that,' he exclaimed as he came down the steps. `Did
I say two years or ten? I've only got as far as the first bookcase and
that's only the titles and authors!'

     `Darling,' I said as I kissed him as he reached floor level. `I hope
it takes you years and years and that we can grow old together while you're
still looking through these dusty old books. In the meantime, you can give
me lots and lots of babies who will eventually take over the task and maybe
finish what we have started.'

     `Magenta, Magenta, Magenta,' he crooned. `I do really believe what you
are saying.' He held me in my arms and kissed me and I felt myself curling
up inside with my love and need of him. But I controlled myself and we went
upstairs and had our shower and dressed for dinner.

     We had a drink before going in to eat and the meal was served by
Stanford with a big smile on his face and it made me wonder if whoever he
had sent down to the bank had been there during my phone call. If they had
then it would certainly explain the big smile on his face for they would
have without a doubt, have told him of what had been said. I decided to
test him as he served us our dessert.

     `Did you get to hear of what went on with the bank this morning?' I
asked of him.

     `Yes m'lady and we were very proud of the way you stood up to him and
got him to do as you wished.'

     The money that they had got had been brought into me and I had put it
away safe and said at the time, that I would see to the wages the next
day. The two men had left with big smiles on their faces which gave me a
boost and so all the staff knew by now that they would be getting quite a
substantial amount of their back pay tomorrow.

     I think I was the tiredest of us two and I really had to drag myself
up to bed that evening, but I still had the strength to open my arms and
legs for Alex to come in between them and pleasure me as he pleasured
himself. I can't remember much of that night but it was good, that I can
assure you, but soon fell asleep through pure tiredness.

     It was nice to wake up with a very stiff male penis trying to nudge
its way into me and I sighed and allowed the entry and hugged the man I
loved on top of me as he fucked me. That I didn't climax was of no
consequence for I was giving him what he wanted and that to me is what love
is always about, giving and not always getting what you want. My body was
his as his was mine, and if you could derive the pleasure of the both
coming together, so be it.

     I was happy in spite of the Hall's immediate problems. I was pregnant,
made so by the man I loved, and wanted him more and more as time went on. I
don't know how many times I asked him at how much did he love me for I had
this malignant thought in the back of my mind that this man that I really
loved wasn't my husband and would never be and was maybe having second
thoughts. He might be the father of my child and more if I could contrive
it that way, but I still had these nagging fears that because we were not
man and wife, he might suddenly desert me. I think I was having the fear
that many women go through at the thought of ever losing the one you
love. It didn't even have to be by choice. It could be from an accident,
heart attack, cancer or some other form that would take your loved one away
from you. This was the most annoying thought that came creeping into one's
mind when you felt at your most happiest and it was very unsettling to say
the least.

     But keeping these morbid thoughts at bay, I was determined to enjoy
every day as it came and to hell with the rest.

     Next day, with the help of Stanford, had each member of staff come
into the study and I gave them their back dated pay. To each of them, I
gave them my thanks for being loyal and staying on in this change and
assured them that as long as I was there, it wouldn't happen again.

     With the last person being paid, it only left Stanford. We'd already
gone over everybody's wages, each not really knowing what the other earned
as it was only I and Stanford who knew that. I then counted out his
accumulated wages and placed it on the desk, and deliberately counted out
another two hundred pounds to put on his small pile of notes.

     `Madam!' he exclaimed.

     `Stanford. You are the keystone of Lark Hall. You kept this place
going with me being unaware of the straits it was in, but that has now been
resolved and it's due to you. So without you, the keystone, the whole
edifice would've collapsed. I thank you Stanford and I will see that you
are suitably rewarded in the near future.'

     I saw many emotions cross his features as he sought for something to
say in reply and waited till he'd thought what he wanted to speak.

    `I...I thank you m'lady,' he said, giving a little bow of the head. `If
you would please excuse my presumption, but I think that the late Earl
would be have been most pleased that you have taken up the reins of Lark
Hall.' He bowed his way out of the study but didn't know how much he had
lifted my heart with those few words. I couldn't have had a better nor ever
had, such a compliment paid to me and it gave me a more determined purpose
to see that William, if he could see me, a damn good reason to be proud of
me in keeping Lark Hall going. Though he might have had reservations at my
subterfuge in keeping the line going.

     `Forgive me William.' I whispered to myself, `but I think it's for the
best.'

     With the staff now happy that they'd been paid, there were smiles all
round and I was now firmly holding the reins of Lark Hall. While Alex
carried on in the library, I ploughed through the estates finances and it
slowly began to make sense to me and started to get things up to date,
writing letters to the people we supplied with produce who had as yet not
paid and quite clearly told them that the estate was in new hands and we
wouldn't allow more than thirty days to pass before payment. Letters along
that line and by the end of the day I was quite exhausted, but not to the
extent where I couldn't enjoy my nightly romp with Alex.

     I think that the ruse of having the coffee left in the sitting room
and his bed rumpled up fooled no one, but the charade went on.

     We'd been in the Hall a week before Trevor and Rollo turned up. I was
alerted by Stanford that a vehicle was approaching the Hall, being notified
for it was not at a time when he expected deliveries to be made and so I
was out there on the steps with Alex a step behind me and Stanford one step
further back.

     Rollo had been driving and Trevor was first out of the car and came up
the steps and we kissed each other on both cheeks in the Gallic fashion.

     `Welcome home Trevor,' I said.

     `Welcome home to you too. How are you feeling?' he asked, a look of
concern on his face.

     `Fine, perfectly fine. Hello Rollo,' I added as he came up behind
Trevor. `Let me introduce you to Mr Royce. He's my personal secretary and a
historian that's going to sort out the family's history. Alex, this is my
husband Trevor, Earl of Lark and his friend Roland.'

     `How do you do sir, Lady Magenta has told me a lot about you and I
hope that we can get along well,' he said coming forward and shaking hands
with both of them. I saw the look on Trevor's face as he took in the youth
of Alex, his suntanned features like mine and I knew that was seriously
thinking that he was my lover.

     `Pleasure to meet you Alex,' he said and turned to me. `Private
secretary? Do you need one?'

     `If you had paid more attention to the estate Trevor, you would have
found that the staff hadn't received any wages for nearly ten months. That
I've taken care of from my own money and we must get together and get these
mundane things out of the way but I'm not going to discuss them on the
steps here. We'll talk later.' I turned on my heel and walked into the
Hall, making him follow me instead of the other way round. I gave a nod to
Stanford and he gave me a smile back as he followed behind the four of us
and the two men carrying the bags from the car.

     `Let's finish for the day Alex,' I said over my shoulder. `We'll be in
the lounge having a drink when you've freshened up from your journey
Trevor,' I said over the other and swept on in and went straight to the
lounge followed by Alex while the other two went upstairs.

     `Well, I don't think you made quite a catch there,' Alex said as he
poured out our drinks.

     `You don't huh? My house in London is a two up and two down terraced
house. Here I've got I don't know how many rooms and hundreds of acres of
land and servants who will now bend over backwards for me. That's my
catch. As a man? There you are right for he isn't one. He's the woman in
Rollo's life. That's why I'm glad that I met you,' I said as I stroked his
cheek. `You are all man and I love you for it,' and then kissed him.

     We were sitting down when the other two came in and Rollo went and
poured out their drinks. Trevor sat down and accepted the glass from Rollo.

     `Well Alex, oh you don't mind me calling you Alex do you?' he asked
and I could detect the sarcasm in his voice.

     `Not as long as you don't mind me calling you Trevor.'

     `Ho, spunk! I like that,' he replied.

     `That we are well aware of Trevor,' I said, my sarcasm quite
evident. `Okay,' I said, getting up and facing the others. `Let's clear the
air and lay it all out on the table. Alex knows that you and Rollo are
homosexuals and lovers and that Alex is now mine. Before you ask, he became
my lover after the insemination and I knew I was pregnant with your child,
so you can set your mind at rest on that score. You knew damn well that
this was a marriage of convenience for the sake of your father and that I
would continue to have a man now and then getting what you like the same as
me. So let us cut out the crap and innuendoes and live together in
harmony. The staff think of Alex as a historian and is delving into the
past in the library to build up the family tree and that's the way it's
going to be. Now if you don't like it, you can both bugger off back to
London and carry on buggering each other, for I'm staying here, with Alex
until your child is born.  Here it's going to be born and if you have any
problems with that, as soon as the child is born, we'll leave. Have I made
myself clear?' I was by then standing over Trevor and really shaking and he
was a rather shade of pale.

     `Yes Magenta, you have made it quite clear,' he said in a quiet
voice. `I accept what you say and will go along with it, but what if you
find you would like another child later?'

     `Same rules. After the birth of this one,' I put my hand over my
stomach at this, `I will go on the pill until we decide one way or another
if we want another. Don't worry, the clinic have kept quite an amount of
your sperm on ice if we feel that we would like another child and then
we'll go through the whole process again. So while we are all living here,
let's be a happy family and get on with running this estate and the
heritage of our children.' I realised what I had said then and knew that I
would be having more than one child but that would be dependent on our
feelings at a later date.

     At least the air had been cleared and went into dinner and it was
better than I thought it would be in terms of that we got on and the
relationships had been accepted. So after dinner and the after coffee and
drinks, we went upstairs and Trevor kept to the same sleeping arrangements
and we parted at my sitting room and Alex and I went in and Trevor and
Rollo went off to theirs.

     `I'm sorry about putting everything so bluntly downstairs but it had
to be said,' I told him as I held him and kissed his lips. `Now you can
take me to bed and make love to me with a clear conscience.'

     `You're a strong woman Magenta, but I love you,' he said as he bent me
over and picked me up and carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the
bed. I let him undress me and when I was naked, I went into the same pose I
had been in for Sir Malcolm.

     `Does this remind you of anything,' I asked with a smile.

     `Well we've just had dinner so it's not that, so I'll say "The Naked
Maja" from the painting by Goya.'

     `Full marks! You win first prize,' I said as I opened my legs to show
him what he'd won. He clothes came off in double quick time and he was soon
on the bed and put his arms up under my thighs and was just able to reach
the lips of my sex with his fingers to open them fully to his questing
tongue and I lay back and gave out a groan of pleasure as his tongue began
to please me. I was as hungry for him as he was for me and begged him to
moved round so that I could do the same for him.

     He quickly turned round but I rolled him over so that I was on top for
I got more control as I now had my fanny over his mouth as I held his hard
prick upright in my hand and loved taking it in my mouth to gently chew and
nibble on his cock head and shaft in between sucking on him. I even took
his balls into my mouth to roll around and have his throbbing cock hard up
against my cheek as I did so. I sucked and used my hand until he gasped out
from underneath me.

     `Enough Magenta. I can't hold out much longer.' I quickly turned round
and rolled over onto my back as he came over me and I had his weight come
on top and had the thrill of feeling his hard cock start to slide up into
me. As he had said, he wasn't far from coming but then neither was I and so
we came together in an explosion of a mutual climax and held each other
tight as we bucked in the throes of our orgasm.

     I'm sure my eyes glowed as much as his did as we looked at each other,
our faces just inches apart, close enough to kiss which we did and I loved
him squashing my breasts as we hugged each other in our mutual pleasure of
coming together. He fucked me again before we snuggled down to sleep, the
whole air above the bed reeking of the smell of sex which was like a
perfume to my nose.

     Next day after breakfast, I had Trevor in the study with me to show
him the mess that the accounts had got into and he agreed that I took over
and I phoned the family solicitors in London and had them promise to visit
us the following day.

     With him in the study, we thrashed out the legal positions and I
finished up as a signatory to all cheques and full power of attorney over
the estate. Christ, was I knackered after that day's session, but after
that, everything went smoothly.

     I now had control of the estate and I let Trevor get on with being
fucked by Rollo while I was getting fucked by Alex. The two of them stayed
ten days in all before going back to London and I then only had Alex. My
Alex, the father to be of my child who, who, when born, would then become
heir to Lark Hall in the future.

     Christmas came and went and all was well with the world as far as Lark
Hall was concerned. As summer loomed closer, I got bigger, expecting to
drop the baby sometime in June and that was the day I was now looking
forward to for my sex life had been curtailed a little though I now tended
to go down on him and have the pleasure of taking his sperm into my mouth
and swallowing it which he wasn't averse to.

     So June is approaching fast and we are now just waiting, waiting to
see what our child would look like and what sex it would be for with the
scans I'd had, I didn't want to know until the day the child was born.

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  (Ed: Don't miss the third story of this trilogy, `The Countess of Lark'
following very soon.)

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