Passionate Muriel

he lingered around for a month hovering between life and death, until at last he showed signs of recovery. I sympathized with him, when evever he would mentioned his lost wife.

'Our mutual grief drew us close together. The only other servant was a cook, so we never met anyone in the house and were often alone in the library reading for hours. He would sometimes read aloud and I would do the same. He allowed me to read any of his many books which liberty I took advantage of, and soon I had acquired quite a self education.

'Day by day we understood each other better, and I was falling in love with this wonderful man.

I would do anything to be near him, when he was away I worried about him. I was always fearful that something might happen to him. Had anyone accused me of this love I would have denied it, but, it was true as I later learned.

'One day, about six months after Mrs. Morris' death, he came into the library highly elated about a business deal and proceeded to explain it, as he reached the climax of the tale he threw his arms about me and huged me to him; as he did so he stopped talking and looking at me earnestly said:

' 'Martha, do you know you are a very pretty girl V 'I laughed at this and felt somewhat embarrased, he continued:

' 'If you were a few shades lighter, I could really fall in love with you.' 'He all (this while retained his arms about me; instead of making an effort to free myself, and know10 ing I was doing wrong, I just stood still, the feel of him sent thrill after thrill through my body, and for the first time love was really dawning on me, and I recognized it.

'As he held me close to him he drew my face to his and kissed me, I was in a paradise at this act, he led me to a couch and seatig himself drew me to his side; his arms were again around me and fiercly, each kiss I returned. I did not realize where this would lead, but my first intimation was when his hand slipped into my dress and he started to fondle my breasts. As he touched the sensitive nipples a sensation of longing overcame me and I could feel the parts between my legs start to itch and burn.

'I askd him to stop, but, I suppose, in such a weak manner that he only covered my mouth with his and opened my waist and exposed my breasts to his gaze.

He leaned over them and sucked at each nipple, this act sealed my doom, for from now on he could do me as he liked. I was just so much clay in his hands to be moulded to his fancy.

'He arose and lay me on the couch and knelt by my side, covering my face, neck and breasts with hot kisses, which seemed to fire my very soul. His hands started their wanderings again and he was soon gently feeling my thighs. He did not hesitate there long and continued up until his long fingers were knocking for entry at my now moist and longing sex.

'He found his way in and at a cry of pain from me, he knew I was a virgin by the obstruction he encountered there. When he felt this he became frantic and opening my thighs fell upon me. What happened next was lost to me in a series off stabbing pains.

I could not help sobbing at his merciless attack on my virgin parts. I don't remember anything but intense pain connected with this first indiscretion with my lover, but. from his actions and sighs he we having intense pleasure ravishing my person.

'As he finished, I was still in agony of excrutiating pain. He arose and looked at me and told me to lie perfectly still. He left soon to return with water and towels and he bathed my poor, stretched, bleeding cunt, as he finished he leaned over and kissed it gently and asked me to rise; he helped me to my room.

'Even after this brutal rape my love for him was if anything stronger than ever; I blame it all on his abstinence and my virgin innocence that he acted as he did.

'I will not bore you with accounts of our meetings on occasions too numerous to mention, but let me tell you that after that first time, I did not have my usual monthly sickness until after my girls were born.

'When he saw this and my swelling, he swore he would provide for me and any of his children as long as he lived. He always kind and generous, and I now returned my love with the same intensity with which I gave it.

'We lived secretly as husband and wife until his death, which was a sad blow to me. He left me comfortably fixed for life and I think proved this by the wedding gift that I gave Beatrice.

'Now Mr. Frank, if you will be careful of my baby, I will appreciate it very much.'

The strange tale of Martha's was over; I curiously asked her some questions: 'Did you ever have any proposals of marriage?'

'Yes, but my love for Charles always won out, I loved him and everything he did; I never missed an opportunity to show him my live. I would do everything I could to make him happy, as some of the thoughts of these things we did run through my mind I wish I could live them over again.'

'What, for instance?' asked Frank.

She smiled and answered: 'The way in which we fucked and sucked each other; every position you can imagine we used, and I had his cock in every

opening of my body where it would fit.

'I remember, one of our diversions was for him to lay his tool between my breasts and I would take the head of of it in my mouth and sucked it as he worked it up and down. I held my breasts tight about him, As he became more excited I would allow more and more to enter my mouth, until I felt that he was about to come and then I would take all my mouth would hold and I would suck the sweet essence of his soul from him.'

Her tale was now having an erotic effect on the three of us, and I suggested that she show us, using ourselves as models, some of their favorite games.

She laughed at this and after a bit of coaxing agreed, saying she had not been tempted so much since her lover's last appeasment of her hot nature.

I won't here try and tell of all things that transpired in that room that day, but we did have enjoyment to its fill and we did not cease until Frank and I both tasted joy at the three shrines of her body and had placed our liquid offerings into her mouth. Her luscious cunt and her handsome tight ass-hole, all of which she enjoyed as much in taking as we did in giving, and when she did leave Frank vand I both welcomed the sleep into which we fell.