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Author's Note:
Part 4 for you! Turns out there will be part 5!! I thought I could
conclude it with this one, but there wasn't enough room to elaborate on
Rachel's character and conclude the story.
The Duchess: Part 4: Plain Old Rachel
by Hazel M
It was a cold morning. There was a chill in the air and dark clouds in
the sky. The old manor house was quiet. A chill gust came in through the
open second story window. Rachel woke to the slight discomfort from the
cold. She sighed with pleasure and pulled the silk sheets off. She sat
up and stretched. She felt an odd tugging on her chest, reminding her of
her newly acquired assets. She had only got them enlarged yesterday and
hadn't got used to them yet. Her thin white nylon nightgown felt soft on
her large, sensitive breasts and her nipples were hard from the cold.
She ran a hand over her wide hips and tight, round ass. Those were about
a month old and the extra weight on her hips was beginning to feel more
natural now. She reached down and gently caressed her crotch through the
nylon briefs. The panties and the sheets underneath were damp from her
juices. The soft silk and nylon sliding over her soft, supple curves all
night always turned her on. She always found time to rub one out in the
mornings.
She sighed wistfully. No time to release her pent up frustration today
though. She had a very busy day ahead of her. She got up and walked into
the bathroom and the door closed behind her. Ten minutes later, the
shower could be heard running. Ten minutes after that, she emerged from
the shower with her hair wrapped in a towel and another towel barely
covering up her lovely curves. She stood before the mirror for a moment
and struck a few suggestive poses. She playfully sucked on her index
finger. "Mmph, mphoo, mwhahahahaha." She burst into a fit of giggles
that turned into a full hearty laugh. She was really loving her hot new
body. She simply had to do something about her plain old face though.
Well, no matter, that would change real soon.
She stopped admiring herself and got to work. First, she untied her hair
and dried it. She quickly brushed it down and tucked it into a tight bun
on her head. Next, she dropped the towel on the bed and pulled out an
elastic bandage from a dresser drawer. It was a real shame to cover them
up, but her new chest would be very noticeable if she didn't take care
and people would wonder what plain jane Rachel was doing with porn tits.
She quickly and deftly wrapped them up with the bandage and stapled it
close. She added a layer of duct tape for extra security. It now looked
like she had her normal, more modest sized chest. Her secret hidden, she
put on a pair of plain cotton panties and a wireless cotton bra. Next,
she pulled on a plain full slip. She put on a baggy dark brown
turtleneck sweater that reached below her hips and a plain tweed skirt
that ended below her knees. A pair of thick woolen socks and calf length
riding boots added just a splash of style to her plain getup. She put on
her horn rimmed glasses with the fake lenses to complete her look. It
was designed to pass beneath anyones notice and boy did it work. She
picked up the notepad and pen from the side table and left for work.
Being secretary to the most powerful and demanding woman in the kingdom
may be a stressful job, but it had it's perks. She got to live in one of
the nicer rooms in the house. She also got to eat the best food cooked
by the world class chef employed by John and Olivia. But the biggest
perk by far was unfettered access to Olivia. She got to learn from the
best. At least, that was the excuse she had given her employer three
years ago, when she had commented on Rachel's strong resume. The real
reason was because it gave her the freedom to move about the house as
needed, while keeping tabs on her target from up close.
She walked to the Duchess' bedroom. She walked into the ante chamber
without knocking. She knocked on the inner door and received a soft
cough. She walked in to see Olivia still in bed. The Duchess wasn't
looking at all healthy. Her skin was pale and there were bags under her
eyes. However, her doctor assured Rachel that she was recovering and
made weekly visits to check up on her. Rachel walked to the bedside and
curtsied. "Ah, Rachel, I'm sorry dear, but I'm really not feeling up to
it today. Cancel all my meetings. You can take the day off," Olivia
whispered weekly. Rachel curtsied again and left without a word. Just as
she opened the door to the ante chamber, the outer door opened and
Michelle walked in. She saw Rachel and smirked. "Hello Rachel," she said
disdainfully. "Just bringing her breakfast." Rachel nodded and adjusted
her glasses. The bitch thought she was hot stuff. She always looked at
Rachel with a mixture of pity and scorn. Well, that would change soon
enough, Rachel thought. She left the ante chamber and walked back to her
room. She had a lot of work to do by this evening.
Michelle sat at a stool in the bar. She sipped her martini and looked
around the place. Tonight was her night off from her job and the Duke
was out of town. She had been bored out of her skull at the boring old
house. She had come to this night club on a whim, but it wasn't proving
up the challenge. So she just sat there, wearing her expensive blue
dress and matching six inch pumps and looking like a million bucks. So
far, no one had caught her eye. That's what she got for agreeing to take
Monday as her weekly night off day. She squirmed on the bar stool. Her
cock was hard, or, at least, as hard as it could get in its silicone
trap. She hadn't broken character since she got to the old house. That
didn't bother her much, since she could still get off like a normal girl
would. But the Duke being out of town had left her horny as a teenager.
She was hoping to relieve some of that pressure tonight. She cursed
under her breath. She shot back her drink and put the glass on the bar,
along with enough money to cover her drinks and the tip. She was just
turning to go, when she spotted the brunette.
She was a little on the short side, but the white six inch heeled
sandals more than made up for it. She was graceful on them too, her walk
drawing attention to the full, wide hips and the perfect, round ass. If
one could keep ones eyes off that graceful sway, they would be drawn
over the narrow waist hidden by the tight white minidress and the large
breasts barely contained by the halter. The white of the dress made her
soft, rich skin look a shade darker. Her oval face and pouty lips looked
inviting. Her eyes were dark brown, matching the curly hair that hung
down to below her shoulders. Michelle stared at the woman's bountiful
bosom until she noticed that the object of her attention was walking
towards her. She looked up and managed to close her mouth. The woman
walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "Hi, I'm Jessica. I thought I
would come over and say hi. You looked like you could use some
excitement." Michelle's cock twitched in agreement. She knew her night
was about to brighten up.
The door to the apartment slammed open and two girls burst into the
room. One of them had never been to the apartment in question, but
neither had time to look around. The shorter brunette in the white dress
was locked in a tight, passionate embrace with the taller blonde in
blue. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, their soft, smooth
legs rubbing over each others. Michelle broke the kiss for a moment and
looked around. She barely had time to notice that the apartment looked
expensive and well appointed, before Jessica pulled her back down. Their
breasts touched through the two layers of thin fabric. She felt
Jessica's hips grinding into her. She felt her back to another door,
before that one gave way too and she noted the scenery had changed to a
bedroom in her peripheral vision. She felt Jessica pull down the zipper
of her dress. She felt the dress slide down her body and a cool breeze
on her bare breasts.
Jessica broke the kiss pushed her down on the bed. She lay back, wearing
just her blue thong and the heels and watched as Jessica unzipped her
own dress, before sliding out of it. Her breasts were as wondrous as
Michelle's own. Jessica pulled the skimpy thong down to reveal her clean
shaven crotch. The panties and Jessica's thighs glistened with moisture.
Jessica climbed into the bed and hooked her hands in Michelle's thong
and pulled it down. Michelle meekly complied and lifted her hips to
help. Jessica pulled the wet thong up to her nose and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmm, you smell nice," she said. She placed one hand on each of
Michelle's thighs and gently pushed them apart. Michelle felt her tongue
gently caress the lips of her pussy and she moaned with pleasure. She
placed a hand on the back of Jessica's head and caressed her lover. She
squeezed her own breast with the other hand. She felt Jessica's warm,
wet tongue sliding up and down her pussy. She felt the warm, gentle
sensation probe deeper into her pussy. "Ooh, keep going," she moaned.
She felt the tongue probe deeper and wondered for a moment whether she
was in bed with a lizard, but Jessica stopped and her tongue reached
upwards. Michelle felt a shiver go through her body as Jessica began
licking at her g-spot. She bit her lower lip and moaned louder and
louder. "Oooh, oh, Ah." she arched her back in rhythm and her hands
clenched on the sheets. She felt she would explode. Her whole body was
filled with pleasure. "Uhhh," she moaned one last time, before her cock
twitched and released squirt after squirt. She lay back, breathing
heavily. She felt Jessica getting up off of her. She didn't bother
looking up. She heard Jessica moving around. "You look ready for round
two!" Jessica said cheerfully from the bedside. Michelle opened her eyes
and saw Jessica by an
open drawer. There was a shiny purple dildo in the shape of a right
angle in her hand. Michelle smiled back without a word. This was going
to be the best night off she had ever had.
The cell phone alarm began blaring at 6AM. Two naked, sweaty, sticky
girls looked over. They looked at each other and broke into a fit of
giggles. It took them a while to recover. "I'm sorry you didn't get any
sleep last night," Jessica whispered. "Mm hmm, I bet you are. I'm just
sorry we can't make a day out of this," Michelle replied as she got up
off the bed, "but I really need to get back. I have to be ready for work
by 7." Jessica watched her get into the bathroom to freshen up before
getting up herself. She wrapped her loveliness in a dressing gown and
walked out to the kitchen. Michelle walked back in and closed the
bathroom door behind her. "Feel free to borrow my clothes," she heard
Jessica yell from the kitchen. She pulled on her own thong and dress
anyway and walked out carrying her heels. "Though I'm glad you didn't,"
Jessica replied walking out of the kitchen and admiring her new friend
in the tight dress. Michelle walked up to her and kissed her on the
lips. "Although, if you had borrowed my stuff, you would have to come
back, and I would like that very much," Jessica said. Michelle grinned
at her and replied, "Oh, you don't have to worry about that dear. I'll
be back anyway." She turned and walked to the door. She quickly pulled
on her heels and gave Jessica one last smile and walked outside. She
would definitely be seeing more of Jessica.
As the door closed behind Michelle, Rachel sat back down at the dining
table and sipped her coffee. She rubbed at her face and ran her fingers
through her hair. It would take a while to get used to the mask. She
pulled her sticky hand away and wiped it on a cotton swab. She got out a
plastic bag and dumped the swab in. It would take her a few hours to
collect samples from the sheets and from various parts of her own body,
but she thought she could piece together enough material for a dna test.
She smiled with satisfaction. A 6 hour sex marathon was tiring, but it
was worth it. This was just what she needed to let off a little steam.
Getting to know who Michelle really was was just an added bonus.
To be concluded
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