Lady Elaine

Lady Elaine was the 7th story I wrote. It was a story I wrote for an English lady who used to be from nobility but her family lost their status due to a scandal. She fantasized about the estate she would have lived on as she passed by it every day. I miss you Elaine!

"I love you. I need you. But I can never marry you."

I had been working on the estate since early March. In late spring, I had whipped the grounds into shape somewhat, but there was still plenty to do after a decade of disrepair. Lady Elaine was kind enough to allow me to reside in a small cottage at the rear of the property as part of my wages. Times had been hard on me and I was grateful for the opportunity to work again and to have a solitary place to lay my head without having to share a room.

It was the first really hot day of the spring season and I was perspiring quite nicely in the mid day sun. I was laying some stone around the flower bed I installed at the rear patio so as to keep the soil from running down the hill when it rained into the beautiful meadow below. Lady Elaine was out to inspect the progress that day and to see all of the flowers in bloom.

"It's coming along quite nicely Robbie. When do you think you will have it finished?"

"Oh, I imagine late today or early tomorrow morning Milady."

"Very good Robbie. You seem to be working up quite a sweat. Aren't you uncomfortable in that work shirt?"

"Well I am Milady but..."

"Nonsense. Take you shirt off if it will help. I won't be offended. Would you care for some fresh lemonade to help quench your thirst Robbie?"

I nodded my head to say yes as I unbuttoned my damp shirt. I had seen Lady Elaine many times before but I never LOOKED at her before. She was quite elegant in a simple way. She seemed very genuine and down to earth compared to most aristocrats I had worked for in my years. She was a modest beauty and a delight to look upon. I just couldn't take my eyes off of her while I took my shirt off. She poured the lemonade herself which I'm sure was unheard of for a lady of her stature. All the more reason for my amazement I suppose.

"Here you go Robbie. Enjoy."

I drank the sweet lemonade and savored my good fortune that day to be here in the first place. Could this get any better you suppose? When I finished the glass, I turned to thank my host only to find her staring this time. Her eyes were riveted to my chest. I looked down to see if I had spilled some of my drink, but there was just the glistening sweat from a hot spring day. I had built some muscles in the few months of work here and it showed now. I turned back and said, "Thank you Milady. That was quite refreshing."

"Yes. Yes it was, wasn't it?", she said with a slightly puzzled look on her face.

Although I went back to my work, I kept catching myself looking for her to see what she was doing. Mostly she was watching me. Occasionally she would turn to survey the grounds which gave me the chance to take in her charms. She was wearing a thin flowered dress. If the sun caught her just right, I could see the silhouette of her body under her dress. She didn't have large breasts but they were very shapely and quite nice. The roundness of her firm bottom was a delight to my lonely eyes. I must say, it was an arousing day of work filled with moments where I had to turn away to conceal my pleasure of the view. At one point, I'm sure she caught me looking at her bum. I wonder, did she see me blush? Did she blush? Was that a smile I caught on her face as she turned?

Part 2

The next morning, I was up at the break of down so that I could get the stone wall finished. The sun had been up for about a ½ hour before I hear my name being called. I looked up to see Lady Elaine on her bedroom balcony waving in my direction.

"Robbie, do you have a minute you could spare to take a look at these dismal plants?"

I nodded and proceeded to the house. I had never been in much of the house so I carefully found my way upstairs and down the hall where I though her room must have been. I only saw one door open and from the hall, I saw her motion to come in. The view of the estate was breathtaking from this vantage point and I took as much of it in as I could.

"Robbie, do you even know what this plant is?"

"No Milady. I surely don't"

"All of these plants are looking quite dreadful. The flowers are wilting and seem to have lost a lot of their luster. Is there something we can do with them sort of ripping them out and starting over? I water them every morning."

"Well that may be part of the problem Milady. Some plants don't need much watering. It takes the nutrients out of the soil. I'm sure I can find some fertilizer that could help and you mustn't water them so often."

"Well I do sometimes obsess about thing and I just want to..."

Somewhere between looking at her potted plants and listening to her voice, I somehow found I was staring at her breast. Her silk nightgown was just sheer enough to make out the color and size of her aureole and nipple. I could faintly see the round fullness of her breast. She was not overly endowed but rather pleasantly shaped. It was a quite pleasant sight. I was mesmerized by how they jiggled and swayed as she moved. I lost track of time and only realized what I was doing when her breasts stopped jiggling. Then a sudden dread came over me. She knew I was staring. Hot shame and fear gripped me from the depths of my stomach and I immediately turned my head to view the grounds again. I was nervous and expecting to be fired any second now. Her silence seemed an eternity before she spoke.

"Did you like what you saw Mr. Robbie?"

I couldn't speak a word and just hung my head in shame. Things were going so good for me here in spite of a tough year. Now it seemed at an end and her questions mere torture.

"Tell me Robbie. What did you think when you were looking at my breasts?"

With a quivering voice I said, "I...I'm so sorry Milady. I didn't mean to stare at..."

"Nonsense", she interrupted. "I won't have you be sorry for that."

"It's just that it's been so long since I've been with a woman. I'm afraid my weakness got the better of me."

"Robbie. It's been far too long since anyone looked at me that way. I noticed you looking at me on the patio yesterday and it made me feel good. I usually despise men looking at women with desire in their eyes. But your eyes were kind, appreciative. I really didn't expect you to look at me that way again but now that you have, I'm glad. I really didn't bring you up here to stare at my body you know."

"No Milady. Likewise for me."

We stood there in an awkward silence for a minute. Then she turned and walked to the hall door to show me out. I paused, took a deep breath to relieve my tension, then walked in the room behind her. She stood facing away from me while holding the door open. She seemed uneasy about something which surprised me as she seemed to take my indiscretion very well.

"Robbie!," she blurted out hurriedly. Her nervousness was very obvious and I though she would have a change of heart about letting me off so easy. She hung her head and said, "It HAS been a long time for me Robbie and I don't know if I care to have it continue that way."

I didn't know what to say at this point. She caught me completely off guard and with the events of the morning, I was quite sure I was unprepared for what came next.

"What if you had me to yourself for a while. What would you do with me?"

Well I was dumbfounded to say the least. Never would a woman of any stature in life say something like that to me, least of all Lady Elaine. I couldn't speak. My heart pounded in my ears and my palms began to sweat. Not to mention that my work pants were now a bit tighter that they were when I entered her bedroom and she seemed to notice that. My body betrayed my better judgment. I believe Lady Elaine took my excitement as a confirmation that I was indeed ready and willing. But I wasn't.

She closed the door in front of her and stood there with her back to me. Her form was so sensual. The lines of her body were shaping her white nightgown in a most flattering way. I couldn't help but stare at her and wonder what she must look like underneath that thin fabric that separated us from each other.

"Do I arouse you Robbie? Would you ever just take a woman that you were attracted to? Would you take me here and now and have your way with me?", she said in a low quivering voice.

I know she heard me swallow hard as I tried to answer, "But Milady I..."

"No Robbie. Not Milady or Lady Elaine or any other title you may have in mind. Not when we're alone behind closed doors. Just call me Elaine or Miss or something innocuous. Here I'm just a woman and you a man. I need you to be a man for me Robbie. I'll do anything you want. You can do to me whatever pleases you. I just ask that you do NOT hurt me, you will be discreet and that you will respect me and my title."

Well, there it was. Most men's dream and I suspect a few women's too. I could have my way with little restrictions. The problem was, I had no idea what I wanted. I suspected she had something in mind and I didn't want to disappoint her but where to start?

She asks me, "If you were in complete control of a woman and she was submissive to your every whim, what would you tell her to do?"

I think for a moment and then blurt out something in order not to offend her.

"Stand spread eagle against the wall."

She says, "Do you mean like this?", and goes over to the door, locks it then puts her hands against the trim with her feet spread. The silence is deafening. I can hear my heart pounding.

"Yes", I finally eek out.

"Then what?"

I say, "Take your clothes off", with a lump in my throat.

She stands there motionless for a few seconds which seems like an hour. Then she lowers her arms to her shoulders, pulls the straps of her nightgown to the outside then lets her nightgown drop to her waist. She still has her legs spread which catches her gown just below the top of her hips. Her bum is exposed to about 2 inches down her crack. I can't breathe.

She hears me gasp then says in a soft voice, "Calm down Robbie. What's next?"

"Let it fall to the floor," I said in a near whisper. She moved her legs together and her gown slipped effortlessly to the floor around her ankles. She was beautiful. I know that it had been a while since I gazed upon a woman's body but she was absolutely stunning to me. She had a perfectly rounded bottom that tapered down to her shapely legs. I wanted her. I needed her. But was this a dream? Was my mind playing tricks on me?

She parted her legs again and struck the pose again. It felt like gravity was pulling me toward her and I didn't want to resist. I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled myself close to her warm body. I could smell yesterdays perfume mixed with her own womanly scent. It was intoxicating to a man of me needs. I brushed my cheek against her neck and kissed her as I kissed her shoulder. She shuddered as I kissed the back of her neck. I repeated my kisses all around the spot I found and had her cooing like a lovebird.

It was then I noticed a very uncomfortable feeling in the front of my pants. I found myself grinding my body against her soft buns.

"Take it out for me Robbie. I want to feel it against me," she said.

It was such a relief to have the pressure off of my male member and up against her soft creamy skin. Her buns felt like a warm hand around my cock. I pulled myself tight against her and in the process, my cock slid through her open legs up against her very moist pussy. The natural motion of two bodies in lust took over and we both found ourselves moving back and forth in a mock sexual intercourse. After just a couple of strokes, I found my hard cock very slippery with her excitement.

She took one hand off of the door and reached between her legs to press my hardness against her womanhood. A soft lingering moan escaped her lips as she pressed the head of my cock against her clitoris. Her fingers became wet as well as my cock and suddenly I felt a flush feeling come over me. It had been too long without the slick feel of a woman on my cock. The combination of her wet fingers and the hot pink of her pussy was too much for me. The sensation turned to tingling as I felt my semen shoot in an uncontrollable spurt into her cupped fingers around my head. It just kept on spurting and squirting all over her hand and swollen pussy.

I felt such relief but as she began to orgasm herself, I realized I had blew it with her. She convulsed with one hand against the door and the other stimulating my cock and her clit. She writhed uncontrolled as she moaned in complete delight of her body. With her body shuddering against mine, I felt as if my cock would drive me insane. My cock was so sensitive at this point. We panted like two dogs who had run all the way home from a romp in the forest. I pulled her even closer to me and hugged her as if to never let her go.

"I'm sorry Milady."

"Elaine!," she gasped breathlessly.

"I didn't mean to cum so soon. I just couldn't help it. You are too beautiful for me."

"Nonsense. I was right behind you wasn't I? There will be plenty of time for us to do this right my sweet Robbie. Plenty of time."

With that, I pulled away and tried to catch my breath so I could get back to work. As I pulled my shrinking cock from between Elaine's legs, I noticed how wet her cheeks were from my cock sliding by. It was a beautiful sight. I don't know why but the thought of her wet from our juices pleased me tremendously. It was especially noticeable when she bent over to slide her nightgown back up. Umm, what a delightful sight. Her gown was quite spotted from my errant emission.

She finally turned to me and said, "I suppose I'll have to go back to bed for a short while so that my clothes will have time to dry. I can't very well go to breakfast with wet spots from semen all over my clothes now can I? Hard to explain to the staff."

I pulled her close to me and kissed her on the lips. It didn't take long to find her mouth open and eager for my tongue to enter. With heavy breathing once again, I felt it was time for me to go.

"Thank you Mila...I mean Elaine. You are beautiful and I am grateful to you for what you have given me today."

"Robbie, it is I who thank you for being a gentleman and indulging this lonely woman. I'll be seeing you soon I hope."

"Indeed Milady, indeed."

Part 3

"Nature abhors a vacuum." As a young man, I overheard a Gentleman say those words in polite conversation of a scientific nature. He said that the idea went back to the ancient Greeks or so it was thought. I didn't understand what it mean so naturally I was intrigued. Over time, I developed my own understanding of this philosophy. If you have a piece of freshly tilled ground and do nothing with it, soon things will grow. If your lucky enough to get some grass or perhaps a tree to start, so much the better. Unless you plan on starting a garden. But without fail, the first plants to sprout are weeds. Lots of them! It is almost inescapable.

I've also come to understand that the human mind is much like nature itself. It can't stand not to know important things that have been left out of our experiences and missing from our conversations. The mind makes up scenarios of what if, and could this be so, or does this mean and so on. The list is as large as the imagination that occupies the mind. More often than not, these thoughts are as prolific as weeds in our freshly tilled minds.

I was grateful for the solitude I was given the rest of the day, alone with my thoughts, work on the wall, I was able to try at least to make some sense of what had happened that day. I couldn't have been good company anyway. I was consumed with endless reasons for what happened and scenarios for the future of my employ. At first it was quite pleasant but as the weeds made their way in, the shadows grew darker in my head. Quite strange on such a sunny day. I worked hard but found I would at times drift off into thought and wake up staring at the ground or some stone out of place. I suppose I was distracted.

I tossed and turned for hours. Physically I was tired but my mind wouldn't stop reeling. Sleep finally came with the chill of the night air through my window. Sometime after midnight, I awoke to a soft voice and a kiss on my cheek. It was her.

"My Robbie," she whispered through a smile. "I missed you. Things were busy today and I didn't get to see your wall until late. I like what you've done with it."

"Milady, you came down here in the night to tell me you liked my wall?"

"No I didn't and it's Elaine, not Milady. The door IS CLOSED you see."

She never stopped smiling that little girl smile. She also looked quite lovely in the moonlight. I couldn't help but touch her hair and brush her cheek.

"I need more Robbie, much more you see."

And with that, she kissed me. Was this just a poor man's dream or was she really here? The question's importance faded quickly as she pulled the covers aside and climbed on top of me to continue her smoldering kisses. Once again I had my hands around her body only this time, they were steady and more sure of themselves. Her breathing pick up as my hands found their way to her bottom. How nice it felt to have a woman's body against mine like this again.

She sat up and slid both of her hands down my chest. She paused for a moment while she stared into my eyes. I thought she would leave me now. Instead, she reached for the hem of her gown, the same one from this morning. I watched eagerly as she slowly pulled it up and over her head only to drop it on my floor.

"Elaine!"

She slid down to kiss me again I thought, but it was also to position herself in order to mount me like her prize steed. She gently lifted her lower body and with one hand, had me inside of her in a second. She was warm and wet inside. So wet that there was little effort sliding inside of her even though she was tight around my manhood. With her knees bent at my side, she slowly rode me up and down, feeling every inch of me and I of her. There was no hurry, no mad dash to the finish lie or need to cum. There was just the two of us connected, feeling, enjoying each other.

When the time came to consummate this relationship, Lady Elaine picked up her pace and began to play with herself with one hand while holding on to the wall with the other. Her sighs and moans drove me to thrust up against her. This ignited the flame that she now wanted to burn brightly and soon let out a deep moan as she tightened her leg muscles around me. Her contortions led me to my own orgasm right inside of her as I called out her name.

But she wasn't done yet. She picked up the pace with her fingers as I fondled her breasts. My seed leaked out onto her fingers and made for quite a squishy sound around her clitoris. Her breathing intensified and in a moment, she turned into a quivering body of naked pleasure. She happily collapsed on top of me where she stayed for hours.

Once again I awoke to the sound of a soft voice and a sweet kiss. I could tell that the moon had faded and that dawn was soon approaching. She still had that little girl smile on her face. We kissed again.

"I must go now Robbie, before the day finds me out. I do so enjoy being with you."

And with that, a final kiss and a treat. I got to watch her shimmy into that silk gown. I loved the way it slid over her curves. Then she turned to smile and was gone.

Part 4

Spring had passed into summer and for the next few weeks, Lady Elaine and I would meet discreetly for some kissing and fondling whenever we could steal a moment or two without the chance of being seen. On two more occasions, my late night visitor returned for more passion by moonlight. I could tell though that she wanted more than just a quickie feel and a short sleepover. Then she hit me with this when we were alone behind the stable: