Sandy

[afternooner]

Jack

Following Jerry upstairs in notice the spendour of this house Huge portaits with gold frames adorn the walls, pictures from the past they seem to watch us as we pass not in sharp judgemental looks but kind benevolent protective, yet courious sensual looks too as if they are expecting us to give them some erotic entertainment.Low lighed lamps give an aura of quiet tender sensation.

I shiver feeling an arousal not even knowing where it comes from.

In the guest bedroom I am greated by brightly painted cherubs, naked adorned with wings some of them with bow and arrow others female,sofly rounded breasts and buttoxes smiling, beguilingly at me from virtually everywhere. Again the massive pictures but pastoral and wooded scenes instead of portraits. I feel a sense of peacefull excitement her I look at Sandy what is she thinking I wonder.

 

[ARaynes]

"This is BEAUTIFUL!" I look around the angel filled room in awe. This is more than I had ever thought.

"Who sleeps here? If it is not taken I would love to have this room."

I walk over to the cherubs, my hand running along the line of the breast ...."This is amazing artistry. Hours and hours of work is in this. Someone must be very proud."

I look over at the men. "So, what do you thinK?"

 

[afternooner]

Jack

Sandys enthusium excites me and I can't help but respond

Why it's fit for an angel....and obviously thats you.

I look at her wistfully I could easily worship this lovely vison. but then I hear Magda downstairs bustling about and know that she's the mistress of this house and that we must serve her....but... if I had a few stollen moments with this Angel.... just a few....

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry beamed broadly. The tasteful splendour of the Mistress's house often affected people like this. When his father had shown him some of the houses of the British nobles he had soon realised most of the rich had the aesthetic taste of a slug. Mistress Magda was different.

"This, sir, ma'am, is one of the four bedrooms currently available for guests. If you wish, I would be happy to assist you in settling in once we have ensured all of the windows are set for the storm. Meanwhile, as you appreciate this room so much, ma'am," he reached inside his pocket and removed a key from a large keyring, " this is a key for the room. Please feel free to take this room as yours. And sir, if you wish to accompany me, I will show you the other rooms."

 

[afternooner]

Jack

Reluctanty Jack leaves Sandy and follows Jerry down the hall again he sees the massive portraits and the shaded ornate lamps The floor is soundless under their step, the plushest carpet jack has ever seen like walking on a cloud he thought. They turned into the next room and Jack immediately noticed a door obviously connecting Sandys room to this one trying not to be over anxious he said I'll take this one. Thank you jerry do you think the mistress is ready for us downstairs? Or do I have time to freshen up a bit?

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry noticed Jack's glance at the connecting door and grinned to himself. Yes, he had been right about the looks those two had been passing each other all afternoon. Of course, the door had two locks - one controlled by each room's key and they both needed unlocking before anyone could use the door. That way, should either want to, they could avoid the other. He heard Jack's question and responded.

"The Mistress is very understanding with her guests, sir. If sir wishes to freshen up, sir has the time. Now, with sir's permission I will return to the Mistress and ensure everything is ready for the evening."

With consent rapidly given, Jerry returned to quickly checking on the upstairs and then went back down.

 

[ARaynes]

I watch as the men leave to put the windows down and head downstaires. Time for me to spend with Magda.

 

[Merelan]

I sit waiting, sipping a glass of wine. Straigh from Australia, a hidden vineyard we had found on one of our trips. The tension in the air was building and soon it would all break free.

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry was the first to get downstairs and find the Mistress sitting in her den, drinking wine. He had to force his eyes not to dwell on her cleavage, as he noticed that already there was a slight parting. Tonight was going to be difficult. Although his father had taught him the need for a butler to be able to assist a naked lady or gentlemen without becoming aroused, and had even given him some training in that, it was a whole lot more difficult when it was Mistress Magda. He forced his eyes back up to her face, glad she had not noticed his lustful gaze.

"Ma'am, may I get you anything?" he asked. No, his father was right, it wasn't worth losing a job you loved, with an employer you adored, just for a moment's titilation.

 

[Merelan]

Was there something I needed? Yes. Him, himself.

"No Jerry, yes." Changing my mind. Could you bring me a robe, change into one yourself, if you like. Get comfortable, please." Meeting his eyes and pleading with him, just this once to let go.

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

"Very well, Mistress, I shall return in a few minutes."

Jerry went back upstairs, first to his own room to undress and put on his robe and shorts. Then to hers to get her sebsual black silk robe. All the time, he thought about the look on her face when she'd spoken. It was like she wanted something but would not say. Jerry found himself wishing it was him, but rebuked himself for that. She had given no sign that she felt that way about him. It was enough to serve. He returned to the lounge.

 

[ARaynes]

Sandy walked into the living area and watched Jerry leave. "Magda, it is a wonderful thing you do here. And such a wonderful home. I may never want to leave."

She sat next to Magda. She wondered if she would ever be as pretty as her.

 

[Merelan]

"Come sit here Sandy." Patting the arm of the chair next to her. "The view is clearer. For we are in for a storm tonight. A wild, wicked storm. I love them, don't you? They make me feel alive and crazy. ready to do anything.

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry returned to the lounge, with the Mistress's robe over his arm. He smiled at Sandy, nodding in respect, before turning back to Magda.


"Your robe, ma'am." he said, holding it for her as she stood to get into it. "Would you require anything else?"

 

[ARaynes]

I walked over to the arm of the chair and sat down. "I do love storms. I do have a problem with them though. I find them very erotic." I said, blushing while I did.

 

[Merelan]

"I do love storms. I do have a problem with them though. I find them very erotic." I had stood and let Jerry cover me with the robe. Listening to her.

"Yes, the power of the storm can be erotic." I turn to him.

"Yes Jerry. Stay with us here. Please. I set up stuff for a snacky kinda night. And have everything else put away. Can't you stay here with Sandy and I?" I had laid my hand on his arm, and found myself stroking it. Meeting his eyes at the last.

 

[afternooner]

Jack

Jack went to the french doors that led to the deck outside his room and opening them stepped out into the fresh air.

The wind was coming up and breakers were starting to broach the beach, white caps just starting. The sky on the horizon was an strang almost erotic blue-black with flecks of red streaked through it, the reminents of the sun already deep below the sea.

He faced the wind and smelling it's pungent aroma, shivered a little feeling a slow and steady arousal begin in his loins and move about his body.

Abruptly he turned and closed the doors. He had a sense that he was needed downstairs. What for, he wasn't sure, just a feeling that somehow, was connected to his arousal and the storm that would soon be here.

The portraits on the walls smilled as he passed showing their approval and urging him on. At the top of the stairs he looked down.

The beautiful Magda was seated like a queen on a throne and seated at her left, her princess Sandy looking at her expectantly... waiting. Jerry was standing in front of her and as Magda rose he slipped her robe around her. Jack knew where he was needed and quickly and quietly so as not to disturb the connection that this regal pair were engaged in, he stepped to Magda's right and then taking her hand raised it to his lips and kissed it.

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry looked at the hand caressing his arm and shivered. He found himself wishing, once more, that there could be more than just a working relationship between himself and Mistress Magda. However, he knew that she was always affectionate, and to presume the touch was any more than that would be ridiculous.

"Certainly, Ma'am," he said, nodding as he took a seat next to the voluptuous woman who employed him. "It will be my pleasure."

 

[Merelan]

I jumped as Jack was suddenly there. Taking my hand and kissing it. Blushing I welcomed him and then sat down, pulling Jerry with me. He was forced to sit next to me ont he loveseat, for I still clung to his hand.

"It's going to be a honey of a storm."

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry couldn't help but smile. The way the Mistress felt about storms was just one of the many ways she showed her strength. Even the weather could not dominate her. She was like a goddess to him, and it was his good fortune to be sitting with her through the tumult that was coming.

 

[afternooner]

Jack

I watch Magda and jerry softly engage in sexual foreplay knowing and feeling the tension build between them even as the storm builds outside.

I move behind Magda kissing her softly on her neck, as I step to stand behind Sandy seated next to her . My hands go forward to gather in her soft hair and seeing her reflexion in the morror across the room capture her gaze. She appears as a nymph-like fairy to me. We remain visually locked and then as one begin to smile and then relax as even though the storm gathers strength outside we feel a sense of unity along with Jerry and Magda.

He hands come up to join mine on her shoulders and I feel a tingle of excitement run through my body.

 

[Merelan]

Jack's kiss surprised me, but I settled back, leaning into Jerry. Taking his hand. Knowing how he saw me, as a Goddess, a Mistress. Wanting him to see me as a woman, a lover. But maybe I needed to make him see that, by being the bold one. For I did not think it was in his nature.
He was sweet, and shy. Tonight, I would try tonight.

 

[BadForm]

Jeremiah "Jerry" Fforbes

Jerry held the Mistress gently in his arm, the touch wholly non-sexual. Her warmth against him was intoxicating and he knew tonight would be the hardest job he had ever had, stopping his raging hormones from offending her. Thankfully, his father had taught him well. If only she wanted him. Oh well.

 

[Merelan]

A streak of lightening suddenly flew across the sky, lighting the room up. I jumped, my hand landing again on Jerry's leg,but closer to his crtch. Then another and anohter, then the rumble. You could feel it all in the air. I arched my back, my nipples hard, my body racing with the power it could feel. Gripping his leg as yet another rumble filled our ears.

 

[ARaynes]

I feel Jack's hands on my body, and lean over his way, wanting him to touch me, but not leaving Magda's side.

"This is so fun." I giggle, watching the storm scratch the sky.