Lady of the Manor

OVER EIGHTEENS ONLY

Since her father had been imprisoned for fraud Mary has had to be the lady of the Manor, which on its own would not have been a bad thing but the estate is remote, in the North of England. Life is becoming a drudgery until her good friend from London visits.

She has a great weekend with Penelope and when it came time for her to leave her friend has a surprise for her she'd be leaving two of her servants behind to help Mary out.

It's not long before she discovers the petite little maid and the strapping black stable hand are not like other servants and they have been left to attend to her every need. Needs she hadn't even know she had. EXCERT

Mary lay in her bed re-reading parts of the book this time there was no shock just curiosity the nice feeling in her belly, in fact a nice feeling all over returned as she ran her finger across the pages tracing the words the way a child does.

Her mind kept wandering back to earlier, her bath time. The new maid had drawn her bath in front of the fire here in the bedroom when she'd stepped in the girl had insisted on washing her. She wasn't sure why, perhaps it was the memory of the book fresh in her mind from her first reading, but she allowed the girl to clean her.

She closed her eyes let the book fall on the blanket and relived the bath time second by second. The hot water swam around her like a loving blanket, the girl had started at their feet sponging and soaping each of her toes.

She wasn't sure if it was the warmth of the water but she felt a glow spread from the light touch of the sponge right at her belly along her spine and to the hairs on the back of her neck.

When the girl had finished with her feet she'd bathed each of her legs taking time to reach every part. The girls dainty little fingers had brushed her vagina several times making her breathe in a little sharply each time.

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Contains explicit language and scenes of a sexual nature strictly for over eighteens only