A ghost form the past ( closed for Evayla)

At the front door Jon was let in. Nobody offered to help him lift. He was the wood worker, he could lift the damn thing.
How little was thought of the working class! Even within that same working class there clearly was a steady hierarchy.

On the top of that hierarchy: miss Margareth, who watched the tub go up with a frown on her face. She did not approve of such things in a room where she could not keep an eye on things. Olivia's bedroom was so far her own territory!

Still...it had been approved. It should be delivered. She said nothing and let him pass before going back to her other duties, making sure the maids did not spoil the sheets again by using too much soap!

Olivia heard a familiar -even if muffled- voice and her heart jumped. "Yes! I am coming!" In case miss Margareth was around the corner the girl quickly donned her evening robe over her night gown before opening the door.

"Thank you so much. Could you put it in the far corner? That way I shan't upset my bed linen." She smiled sweetly. A quick peek around the door once he walked inside confirmed there was in fact no one else in the hallway! A secret idea played in her mind. What if she could invite him to stay for the night? What if no one noticed! She'd still have to have her bath, of course, or it would be odd.

She flushed.
Such a daring idea!

"Would you also help with filling the tub?" She asked with a beaming smile. The more often he walked in and out, the less anyone would count!
 
Jon was shocked by the question, as he didn't think of that. His old house had a hand pump that they used to a tared funnel to direct the water into... Jon smiled and said "Yes glad to." With a clear bit of joy in his hushed tone. It was clear Jon was trying to keep his voice down to a normal talking tone, but was excited. Jon smiled and winked while saying "I will be back", with that he left the room. To go down stairs. Jon talked to a few of the maids and he pitched the idea that he starts the tub with hot water, and they can come up finishing it. The maids where glad for the help to let Jon haul the buckets up the steps for the most part...... With the maids handing Jon the buckets when Miss Magareth noticed him heading up the stairs with the bucket. The maids backed him in he was just helping out.... She had nothing to say as he was doing some of the heavy lifting while the maids did there job getting the soap and what not together. Jon hauled two buckets up the stairs, to fill the tub a bit faster then the maids could from there long taxing day of manual labor.

Jon got up to Olivia's door hoping it was still open or cracked with a small gap anyways.
 
Olivia sat down on the bed. Highly. HIGHLY irregular to sit here while the bath was being filled, but it looked like for once they were lucky with miss Margareth chiding the washing women.

Of course she kept her door open. It would be ludicrous to close it when she expected buckets filled with water! Admiring eyes moved over the man as he hauled the water inside. Such strength he had! The girl felt giddy all over, beaming at him.

"So fast! You must be very strong indeed!"
 
With Jon hearing"So fast! You must be very strong indeed!" he smirks and says "I am very good with my hands and got just as strong back for lots of activity." Jon knew that comment was about work but the second meaning should anyone look for it would get that message too. Jon was sure she would get both of then with him saying such a basic thing..... As the two secret loves would be looking for any hidden meaning.... Jon says " Right this should be the last one, then the ladys can finish. I will leave one down stairs and bring one more up"...

Jon plans to leave one down stairs so they can bring it as they need to, and his bucket is the key for him to get back up here, where he plans to slip under the bed next trip.
 
Again Olivia flushed. Oh god, that man! The things he was doing to her and her poor heart. "One more, very well. I will...wait." She almost giggled, but that might have given the ploy away.

Once the man came back up, she quickly closed the door behind him. "Quickly!" A peck on his cheek -oh goodness, how she dared!- and she pointed him to the space under the bed, like before when they had just met. She could not chance him being found while people were still awake.

"Please forgive me, I will need to take that bath or it will spoil our plan." She sounded very apologetic indeed, not quite sure how he'd react to it.
 
Jon smiled and as soon as Olivia had pointed to the side of the bed. Jon knew what she was going to say. As she asked for forgiveness. He was on his back getting into a spot to slide under the bed while saying "Do what you must, as you would if I was not here." Jon winked before slipping his head under the bed out of sight from the room.... Jon could only peak out the small gap of the the blankets and the floor as he watched and waited for her to take a bath along with the rest of her night time things..... Jon's heart want mind is racing as he lays still under the bed.
 
She beamed again. Oh, he was just so darn precious! "I will pretend! But I will know you are here. I am so glad you are here!" She whispered, then moved to the tub and started to undress, no longer caring whether he could see her or not. If her plans worked out they would live a life together. So why would she be embarrassed about how she looked?

The robe and the gown were shed easily. Olivia bound her hair up into a sloppy bun as not to get it too wet and then gently stepped into the tub, easing into the water. She let out a sigh of relief as the warm water enveloped her. If only those were Jon's arms...but she would get that chance this night if all went well.

She hummed a little tune to herself after a few minutes of just relaxing and started to sponge herself off, lifting one leg, then the other, before moving to her arms and her upper body. Slow moves, enjoying the water, enjoying the feel of luxury and the idea of being able to sleep in the sweet man's arms.
 
Jon was half expecting to see nothing but her back. Her movment turning to the side caught him off guard. Jon's eyes widen in shock and excitement with the view of her side as her robe and night gown both come off quickly. Jon takes a silent gulp as he feels his cock hardening at view of the nude woman who he loves so much.

Jon couldn't help but to admire her thick and sexy body as she put her hair in the bun before stepping into the tub.Jon couldn't help but to be turned on by the woman he loved so much he moved to the far side of the world for and gave up the next 7 years of his life to work for. As she dose her thing unknowly teasing her love.. The tight fit under the bed stopping him from stroking his cock to try and easy the tension a bit..
 
Olivia did not know what exactly she was putting him through, but she did want him to know she enjoyed him being there. Her moves were slow, deliberate, enjoying her bath and the warmth she could almost feel radiating from under the bed.

It felt funny through her body, between her legs, a kind of added warmth as she was so aware of the extra presence in the room. The brunette did not dare talk for fear of being found out, but she did stay in the tub longer than she would normally have done.

When the water cooled, she got out, rising from the surface like a sword from a certain lake. How she loved those stories. And now she had her own knight in shining armour under the bed!

"Are you alright?" She dared whisper as she wrapped the towel around her.
 
Jon could only lay on his back and watch the slow and deliberate movements as she was enjoying her self. Jon was very much turned on. Jon's eyes fallowed her movements. His eyes moving up and down over her legs and arms. As his mind tried to remember all that he is seeing for the first time.

As she washed Jon was able to get control of his mouth back so it wasn't hanging open in awe from what he was seeing... That was untill the time she got up to dry off.. The his mouth fell open again as his eyes fallow the movement around her chest and hips as she wraps up in the towel...

Jon hears her ask him "Are you alright?", but tat that moment Jon's mind was over loaded.. He did not know the words to express the bliss he was in at that moment.
 
There was another knock on the door. "Are you alright, Olivia? I was detained. One second. I will come help you with your hair."

Olivia blinked and flushed, quickly straightening herself. "NO no, I did my hair. I am fine! Thank you, Senna!"

The maid was not deterred and opened the door anyway. She looked as content as the proverbial cat who ate the equally proverbial canary. "Of course you are fine! But I will be chastised if I let you work this out all by yourself. Oh, hey, there's still a bucket here! How sloppy! I must tell that man tomorrow. He's fine looking, isn't he? That guy who came back with you? Wouldn't mind a piece of that!"

Chattering away and helping Olivia dry off Senna was blissfully unaware of the object of her adoration being hidden under the bed. "You think he's here for a new start or something? A criminal?"

Olivia gasped. "No no! He is most honorable! He came here to further his skill as a woodworker and help father finish the house."

"Ooooooh?" Senna wiggled her eyebrows. "So you already know him?"

"Yes, of course, he was in the shop when I went with father on his business talk."

"Well now, maybe he followed YOU here, then..." Senna giggled handing Olivia her nightgown.

The girl quickly took the cloth to hide her face. Ohhhhh if only Senna knew!

"What's this then? A little excited at the possibility?" The maid noticed Olivia's nipples standing firm.

"What?"
 
(just a update... have been keeping up with my co-writer.. we will pick this up in time but right now life has thrown us both a curve ball... this has not been forgotten) Will remove this when we get back to posting!
 
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