tolling of the night until the last frenetic cries, and Thomas came, a-pumping up his semen into Mabel's derriere.
The girls, half-swooning then, were led away.
“What was he doing?” Ethel asked again when all three crept into her room.
“You know, so don't pretend,” said Jane. She lay back, head upon a pillow, squashing Ethel to the wall. Her nipples peaked out through her nightdress. Caroline caressed them lightly, all three lying tightly on the bed.
“Her mother said… I wonder what she said,” said Ethel. Her face rested to her sister's neck, their knees and thighs uncovered slowly by the hands of Caroline.
“Whatever it was-and I can guess-she will rue it now.”
“The two of them would soon have been abed with him-lured him into their clutches. Now, darlings, don't be timid-draw your nighties up. Let me attend to you, you dear, sweet things. You two will be more tight than she if you are not teased up a little first,” said Caroline.
“Don't Caroline-it's wicked. Do not say such things,” said Jane. Her words were slurred, though. As her bush was slowly shown, her mouth met Caroline's, who with her free-hand stroked her face and with the other felt her cunnylips. “Delicious, darling. What rolled lips you have! Cock-hungry are you not, by now? You, dear, will have to be the first; you know you will. Open your legs now; learn to show it more.”
“You two! Don't be. so naughty!” Ethel said. Her tongue peeped out and touched her sister's neck as Caroline then bared her quim in turn. The three began to pant. Their fingers searched…
“Go on!” I said to Caroline who told the story far too slowly for my taste.
“What is to tell? I had them with their legs wide open, dearest-tongued them to distraction, and Ethel with one leg over her sister's. It was very sweet. I had them panting till they came, salting my tongue in turn. They came abundantly. I tell you, dearest, when they take the cock…”
“They have not yet?”
“Tush, tush-what do you take them for? They are not wantons; they need schooling still. As to the morning, though-that was the trick of it.”
Indeed it was. Oh, would I had been there-hidden behind the arras or concealed in some dark, friendly alcove. Thomas was up and gone somewhere when all the females rose, yawning and stretching, paddling hands in water, clothed in misty cobwebs of the night.
Mabel, surprised, was found abed, and would have lounged there still had Caroline not surged into her room and got her up, bustling around just as a mother might.
“I slept alone,” said Mabel as she dressed.
“And used two pillows-yes, I see,” said Caroline, then left her to prepare for breakfast which she took alone, the others having eaten, moving silently around.
Bemused, and wondering at the absence of her gallant rider of the night who almost certainly had doused her nest as well, Mabel hastened her repast and took herself to Jane and Ethel in the morning room.
“What a lovely morning it is! What a lovely house! Oh, I shall like it so, I know I will,” said the pert Miss to both and then received the frostiest of stares.
“Ah, Mabel, did you have a pleasant night? A not unrestful one? Papa said to give you something-here,” responded Jane and rose and handed her a sovereign from her palm.
“A s… s… sovereign? What is this for, then?”
“Do you not know? Some service you performed, perhaps? Papa said it would be enough. Quite enough in fact, he said.”
“For my… what? I fail to understand you, Jane. Oh, I have never been so insulted in my life! I shall seek explanations-J shall leave!”
“As to the former, Mabel, do not bother. Papa said that he did not expect to see you again. As to the latter- yes, you may. Our carriage awaits to take you home.”
“Really? Do you understand when I say that I have never been so insulted in my life?” flared Mabel, who clearly could not think of anything else to say.
“Oh, there is still time-I am quite sure of that,” replied Jane coldly. Then the young woman's cloak and gloves were fetched, a bonnet adjusted hastily upon her head, and she was briskly ushered forth.
As to myself, I had meanwhile a different part to play and had delivered stealthily a missive through the letterbox of Esmeralda's house. Penned by Jane in a concealed hand, it read: “Your secret has been uncovered, Mrs. Tompkins-Smith. The enclosed likeness of yourself and your quite virile son is one that you would not want the world to see. If you are not gone before the close of day, and if your house is not put up for sale, similar likenesses will be distributed to your closest friends and dear acquaintances. Beware!”
I rather like that last word-though a touch theatrical.
By evening, Esmeralda and her two offspring were flown. The house stood empty and the shutters closed.
“Cruel but necessary, “Caroline observed. She added thoughtfully, “I have arranged to visit Jane and Ethel, dear, on Friday. Shall you come?”
I answered briskly, of course, that I would. I wished in any event to see how Thomas had taken it. For though we had no word to him, the sudden departure of Esmeralda had been spread about as always in the countryside, and hence we found him in a pensive mood while Jane and Ethel, too, were quiet. The former I managed to draw aside and asked her how things were.
“Oh, he is broody,” she replied, and put on quite a sulky look. I kissed her-felt her bottom and her tits. She squirmed a little but did not resist.
“It is up to you to buck him up,” said I.
“Yes, I suppose. Dear Caroline says that as well. It is not so easy as you think. And Ethel is so backward, too.”
“I have a cure for that, my pet. We only came to pay respects, y'know, and so will not stop long.”
“Oh! I hoped that Caroline might stay and…”
“You must manage things yourself now, Jane. Wait. I will fetch the cure. There is no other that I know of now.”
“But, wait! You do not understand!”
I had not time for arguments, nor had an inclination for. hem then. In the hall I opened a carpetbag that I had brought and produced a bottle from it that I took to her, evading with stealth the drawing room wherein the others quietly talked.
Jane stared at it and ran her tongue along her lips. Her tongue would soon be in another's mouth, I thought.
“It is the same wine that we gave to Esmeralda,” she said thickly, blushed and turned away. I pressed it to her hand. She held the neck of it and stood forlorn, or made that she seemed to do. With woman one can never tell. “We shall all fall asleep,” she said.
“By no means. You will each drink half a glass-no more. Be sure you pour it carefully. Your loins will tingle and your breasts will swell, as then will Ethel's too. You will feel lightness, heat, all three of you. Feeling thus- not caring what you do-you slowly will unclothe, and then…”
“Ah, Jane-I see that you have found the wine!”
I scarcely need say the interjection came from Caroline who entered then. Her voice was raised deliberately and heard by Thomas to the uttermost dismay of Jane who shook her head and motioned Caroline to be quiet. That was not how we had planned it, though. Bottle in hand, the girl was led into the drawing room while Caroline chatted brightly as to her “discovery.” Thomas looked up bemused. Ethel sank down and quickly crossed her legs.
“The dear girl-a very special wine she bought for you, and then mislaid it,” Caroline said to Thomas. “Is it not so, Jane?'
“I… yes… I mean-well,” uttered Jane who in the light of her great debt to us could scarcely say us nay.
“Charming, my dear,” said Thomas, “Shall our guest enjoy it, too?”
“Oh no, no, no-no, we must go. Forgive us, will you not? 'Twas but a passing visit and to see that all was well. All will be now; I am quite sure of that. Why, Jane, what was it that you said? A half glass is enough, you said?” asked Caroline with artfulness.
“I th… th… think so-yes,” Jane murmured, swallowed and studied the carpet with great earnestness.
