"Well, I want you to be perfectly happy in this job," Bradly said. "And if you're lonely, I can do something about it."
"What do you mean, Bradly?" Angeline asked.
He walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders.
"I mean, you're a normal, healthy young woman," he said gently. "And you're not meant to be alone. Above all, you need a man in your life. I'd be glad to help out."
Angeline still didn't understand what he was getting to-until he leaned down and kissed her. She wasn't expecting it, and he took her off guard. His strong arms slipped around her, almost lifting her off her feet, and his big hot tongue slid into her mouth, exploring sensuously.
Angeline was so ashamed of her response. She felt a dizzying rush of lust that turned her knees to rubber. She slumped against Bradly, and he slid his hands down to cup her ass through her nightgown and pull her even tighter against him. Their bodies were pressed hard together.
"Unnnhhh!" Angeline moaned.
She pushed weakly at Bradly's shoulders, but she couldn't break his powerful hold. As he worked his tongue in her mouth, his hands strayed over her body, and she wished desperately that she'd worn something under her nightgown. He could feel every curve, every contour.
When Angeline espies her employers rutting away in the swimming out back, it sends her into a deliciously sensual spiral of lust; voyeuristically taking in all of Mr Woodlong vigorously taking his wife. For our widowed maid is young and experienced and unknowing of the pleasures a man can bring upon a woman, or a woman upon a woman for that matter. And so she fantasizes about Bradley and Nicola while living under their roof, and cooking their meals, and washing their sundries.
But how will our young woman react when one, then the other, of couple start making advances towards her, whispering lewd suggestions in her ear in attempt to bend her to their will? Does husband know that the wife is taking liberties with the help, and what grand orgiastic display will result when the truth comes out?
A graphically written tale of one woman's sexual awakening in the hands of a particular lewd and lascivious couple. Three is most definitely not a crowd at the Woodlongs'.
"What do you mean, Bradly?" Angeline asked.
He walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders.
"I mean, you're a normal, healthy young woman," he said gently. "And you're not meant to be alone. Above all, you need a man in your life. I'd be glad to help out."
Angeline still didn't understand what he was getting to-until he leaned down and kissed her. She wasn't expecting it, and he took her off guard. His strong arms slipped around her, almost lifting her off her feet, and his big hot tongue slid into her mouth, exploring sensuously.
Angeline was so ashamed of her response. She felt a dizzying rush of lust that turned her knees to rubber. She slumped against Bradly, and he slid his hands down to cup her ass through her nightgown and pull her even tighter against him. Their bodies were pressed hard together.
"Unnnhhh!" Angeline moaned.
She pushed weakly at Bradly's shoulders, but she couldn't break his powerful hold. As he worked his tongue in her mouth, his hands strayed over her body, and she wished desperately that she'd worn something under her nightgown. He could feel every curve, every contour.
When Angeline espies her employers rutting away in the swimming out back, it sends her into a deliciously sensual spiral of lust; voyeuristically taking in all of Mr Woodlong vigorously taking his wife. For our widowed maid is young and experienced and unknowing of the pleasures a man can bring upon a woman, or a woman upon a woman for that matter. And so she fantasizes about Bradley and Nicola while living under their roof, and cooking their meals, and washing their sundries.
But how will our young woman react when one, then the other, of couple start making advances towards her, whispering lewd suggestions in her ear in attempt to bend her to their will? Does husband know that the wife is taking liberties with the help, and what grand orgiastic display will result when the truth comes out?
A graphically written tale of one woman's sexual awakening in the hands of a particular lewd and lascivious couple. Three is most definitely not a crowd at the Woodlongs'.
