Courting Lydia
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Thomas glanced over his shoulder, a bit surprised to find Abby holding the box of chocolates still unopened in her lap. ‘I didn’t spike them, if that’s what you’re worried about,’ he assured her while he kicked off his pants.
‘Oh, I wasn’t worried,’ said Abby, suppressing a grin. ‘I just didn’t want to miss watching you undress.’
‘Ah!’ Thomas climbed onto the bed. ‘And are you going to return the favor?’ he asked in a low voice, leaning so close it made the girl shrink back and blush.
For a moment Abby wondered whether he could actually see anything, staring down her nightgown like that. She quickly opened the box to distract him. ‘Here, you should have one too,’ she said.
Thomas peered down. ‘Which one has any liquor, do you suppose?’ he asked.
‘The oval one, I think,’ she answered.
Just when Thomas reached out his hand, Abby pulled away the box. ‘Wait!’ she cried, remembering he had just scaled the wall again. ‘Wash your hands first.’ She nodded at the washing table next to the door.
For a moment the young man was stunned, but he chuckled when he moved away. ‘Yes, ma’am.’
Abby was amused to see Thomas cross the room in his bare buttocks. She thought he looked innocent enough, standing at the washing table she had grown up sharing with her sisters. ‘You’re the first boy to visit this room,’ she explained when he cast her a curious glance, ‘and you’ll probably remain the only one, judging from the way things are going.’
‘I’m honored,’ replied Thomas, ‘although I really am a man by anyone’s definition.’ He flexed his muscles to illustrate his point.
Abby suppressed a giggle. ‘Perhaps,’ she teased in a skeptical tone.
‘Perhaps?’ echoed Thomas with mock indignation. ‘Oh, but surely Abby Greene would never allow an immature boy into her room.’ He climbed back onto the bed with a mischievous grin on his face. ‘A mere boy would never be allowed to kiss her… and touch her… all over her beautiful body.’
Abby closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations while Thomas followed his words with actions. ‘You’ve got that right,’ she said with a smile.
All of a sudden Thomas paused. ‘We’ll share one,’ he said, taking one of the chocolates from the box. ‘You bite the other half.’ He straightened his back and placed the candy between his teeth.
Abby sat upright to follow his suggestion, but the liquor spilled out when she did so and it subsequently traveled down her throat to disappear under her collar.
‘Interesting,’ said Thomas with a grin. His kisses followed the liquid trail across her skin.
Abby pulled down her nightgown to accommodate him. ‘You knew perfectly well this would happen,’ she accused him, feeling like a proper hussy.
‘My love, you overestimate me,’ protested Thomas. ‘Calculating the trajectory of any possible spillage is quite beyond me.’
‘True enough,’ reckoned Abby. She noticed the molten chocolate on Thomas’ fingers and decided to get back at him. She took his hand and brought it to her mouth.
‘My love!’ exclaimed Thomas when she started licking his finger tips. ‘How you tease me!’
‘How so?’ asked Abby, feigning ignorance. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. ‘I thought this was teasing.’ She wrapped her lips around his fingers and sucked on them.
Thomas swallowed hard. ‘That’s teasing me more,’ he said. He could not stop himself from wondering how far she would go. ‘I don’t suppose if I’d melt any chocolate on my…’ He broke off the sentence when Abby frowned at him. ‘Or on you,’ he suggested instead. ‘Somewhere? Anywhere?’
Abby’s frown deepened. ‘No, Thomas,’ she said, ‘I was taught not to play with my food.’
The young man shrugged. ‘So was I,’ he replied, ‘but all’s fair in love and war.’
His words amused the girl. ‘So what’s this?’ she asked him. ‘Love or war?’
‘Hm, the battle of the sexes,’ mused Thomas. Then he grinned. ‘I do carry something of a weapon, a rather versatile one. It can stab or shoot according to the situation.’
Abby stood aghast at the analogy. She folded her arms across her chest and tried to look stern. ‘And is there any way I might defend myself against such an onslaught?’ she asked.
‘Nature did not design a defense for women,’ answered Thomas in a solemn voice.
‘That’s hardly fair,’ said Abby, ‘considering a woman has no weapons of her own.’
‘I beg to differ,’ said Thomas. ‘A woman’s weapon is her charm, and I daresay yours is quite effective.’
Abby’s mouth curled into a grin. ‘Do you speak from experience?’
‘I do,’ confirmed Thomas. ‘I must admit I am entirely under your spell. You have bewitched me quite completely.’
‘And quite by accident, I assure you,’ added Abby.
Thomas blinked at her. ‘Do you regret it?’ he asked her, unable to hide his disappointment.
Abby almost wished she could take back her words. She had meant it as a jest even though it was the truth. ‘No, I don’t regret it,’ she assured him. ‘I regret nothing we did in Northfair.’ She paused for a moment. ‘But I do regret being so mean to you after the dance. Please forget the things I said.’
‘No,’ said Thomas, ‘I deserved all of that.’ He gave her a pout. ‘Don’t you regret hitting me with that bucket though?’
‘That was warranted!’ cried Abby. Before she knew it, she grabbed her pillow and used it to hit him on the head.
‘Ow! Pillow fight!’ cried Thomas. ‘Mercy, milady!’
‘What need have you for mercy when your skull is made of concrete?’ asked Abby, but she put down her pillow anyway.
‘Well, yes, but the hair!’ cried Thomas. He tried to rearrange it, but only seemed to worsen the static.
Abby suppressed her laughter. ‘Don’t worry about your hair,’ she said. ‘Your father still has all of his, and so does Robert.’
Thomas chuckled at the idea. ‘That’s no guarantee though,’ he argued, but he did not stop her from ruffling it up some more. ‘Would you still love me if I grew bald?’ he asked instead.
Abby pursed her lips. Thomas was not supposed to have overheard her confession. She needed to punish him for this. ‘What if I said ‘no’?’ she asked him in turn.
The young man could not stop himself from pouting. ‘I suppose if you said ‘no’ then you wouldn’t really love me,’ he answered, ‘in which case it would be best to leave things at this and simply be friends.’
‘Oh?’ Abby cocked an eyebrow at him. ‘But I’m willing to go all the way with you,’ she reminded him. ‘I thought you’d be eager for that.’
Thomas cringed. ‘Well, yes,’ he admitted, ‘I’m quite desperate actually, but that’s no reason for you to do it. You need a reason of your own or you’ll end up feeling used.’
‘I could do it out of curiosity,’ suggested Abby, ‘because I’m tired of being a virgin.’
Thomas frowned. ‘Surely you didn’t wait this long only to lose it because of that,’ he replied.
‘That’s true,’ the girl confirmed. ‘Perhaps I’m just feeling all hot because my period is coming up.’
‘Hormones can be quite bothersome,’ the young man agreed, ‘but it’s nothing I can’t help you with the usual way.’ He moved his hand up her thigh.
Abby leaned back to allow Thomas to play with her, but he did not continue. She realized he was still waiting for her to give him a reason. Her mind raced to think of one. It did not dawn on her until she looked into his eyes. Then a smile crept across the girl’s face. ‘I do love you, Thomas,’ she said, ‘because you’re you,’ she explained, ‘wonderfully, uniquely you. I love everything I know about you and I want to get to know you more.’
Thomas could hardly believe his ears. ‘A-Abby…!’ he stammered. ‘My love…!’ He wanted to say something equally heartfelt in turn, but instead he only found himself falling down into her welcoming arms.
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Here's another piece of literature brought to you by the underwear manufacturers of the world, because I hope you ruin them while reading this hot, sexy thing. If it illegal in your jurisdiction to read erotic materials such as this, please don't read this. I reserve all non- electronic and all commercial rights to this work. The name 'Brett Lynn' is a pen name, and I am not connected in any form with anyone with the above name. Now that the legalese is done, let's get...
This continues the Mrs Denver Prelude series, but is a spin-off. Elizabeth and Emma Carson, mum and daughter, are regularly spanked and caned under the various disciplinary systems introduced by Headmistress Mrs Denver. There is a change in who dispenses that discipline. 24-year-old Miss Hannah Bentner, a teacher at Emma’s school. This is how she takes over disciplining Emma. Elizabeth and Emma sat in the living room chatting. Miss Bentner had offered to give 17-year-old Emma private lessons at...
SpankingHello, fair fans, and welcome to another one of my literary orgies of wild, unbridled sex. If you want to read more of my stuff after reading this, please visit my website. I reserve all commercial and all non-electronic rights to this work. If you are not permitted to read this work in your legal jurisdiction, please don't read it. So, without further ado, let's get on with the show. THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: CAJUN HEAT ? by: Brett Lynn "Hey, show us your...
The song ‘Jackson’ had turned into a fifteen-minute jam-session between Ashley, Dave, the backup singers, and each member of the band. Everyone in the entourage was onstage at the Mississippi Coliseum. The others in the large arena were fifteen-thousand fans of Ashley – a sell-out crowd. They were wild, and they LOVED Ashley. There were signs, t-shirts, banners, and a hundred other ways they expressed that love besides making one helluva lot of noise after every song she sang. Dave was...
Stephanie, Miss Jamieson, the school secretary pressed the intercom. “Hullo, Headmistress. Miss Curtis, the School Inspector, is here to see you.”“Send her in please,” The Headmistress, Miss Simons, replied.The School Inspector listened to the exchange and afterwards said curtly, “The meeting will take about an hour. Please hold everything else until I come back out.”Miss Jamieson looked up at the School Inspector. She was surprised to find she was so young, and no more than twenty-five she...
SpankingTegan bit her lip MISS PRATT?S PUNDIT July 2, 1982 The two girls walked carefully, attempting to avoid the rusty cans and general litter on the grounds of the Craddock-Childress Greens Mobile Home Village. The taller girl, a pretty redhead in a bikini carried a boom-box, which was emanating Boy George's sordid screams. The smaller girl had short, ratty hair, and wore thick glasses and lugged a copy of "War and Peace" bouncing against her soggy one-piece swimsuit. "Goddamn if...
Miss Trottle was a teacher in a high school in Bristol, Connecticut. It was the end of a particularly hard few weeks because as the summer holidays approach the workload for the teacher doubled, with parent’s evenings, thousands of reports, after school events and end of year exams Miss Trottle was glad of the fact that it was now Friday. The school bell had rung for the last time before the summer holidays and as the sound of the bell echoed around the empty corridors and deserted grounds of...