Promptly I got on to her and drove my prick home up her cunt, then clasping each other closely, we set to work and fucked each other deliciously, till we both spent in delirious transports of pleasure which heightened Fanny’s blushes, as with humid eyes she watched us in wondering astonishment and secret delight.
After exchanging ardent kisses we rose. ‘Come Fanny, we must dress and be off, I didn’t know it was so late!’ exclaimed Alice. Off the girls went together to Alice’s alcove while I retired to mine. I was delighted that their departure should be thus hurried as it would obviate the possible awkwardness of a more formal leave taking. Soon we all were dressed. I called a taxi and put the girls into it, their faces discreetly veiled, and as they drove off, I felt that the afternoon had not been wasted!
Four
Two days after this memorable afternoon I received the following letter from Alice:
MY DARLING JACK-I must write and tell you the sequel to yesterday’s lovely afternoon at the Snuggery.
Fanny didn’t say a word on the way home, but was evidently deeply thinking and getting more and more angry. She went straight to her room and I to mine. I did not expect she would resume her duties, in fact I rather anticipated she would come in to say she was going away at once! But in about ten minutes she came in as usual and proceeded to do her work just as if nothing had happened, only she wouldn’t speak unless it was absolutely necessary.
At eight o’clock she brought me the dinner menu as usual for my orders. I told her I felt too tired to dress and go down, so would dine in my own room, and that she must dine with me, as she was looking so tired and upset generally. She looked surprised, and I think she hesitated about accepting my invitation, but did so.
At dinner of course she had to talk. I saw she had refreshing and appetising food and she made a good dinner. I also induced her to drink a little Burgundy, which seemed to do her a lot of good, and she gradually became less sulky.
When the table was cleared she was going away, but I asked her to stay and rest comfortably if she had done her work for the day. To my surprise she seemed glad to do so. I installed her in a comfortable chair and made her chat with me about things in general, carefully avoiding anything that might recall the events of the afternoon!
After some little time so passed, she rose and stood before me in a most respectful attitude and said: ‘Miss Alice, you’ve always been a very kind mistress to me; you’ve treated me with every consideration, you’ve paid me well, you’ve given me light work. Would you mind telling me why you were so awfully cruel to me this afternoon?’
I was very surprised, but fortunately ideas came!
‘Certainly I will, Fanny,’ I replied, ‘I think you are entitled to know. Come and sit by me here and we can talk it over nicely.’
I was then on the little sofa with padded back and ends, which you know just holds two nicely. Fanny hesitated for a moment and then sat down.
‘I’ve always tried to be a good mistress to you, Fanny,’ I said gravely, ‘because you have been a very good maid to me. But of late there has been something wrong with you; your temper has been so queer that, though you have never disobeyed me, you have made your obedience very unpleasant; and I found myself wondering whether I had not better send you away. But I didn’t want to lose you and I liked you for yourself very much’ (here she half moved towards me) ‘and so thought I’d talk the case over with Mr Jack, who is one of my best friends and always helps me in all troublesome matters. He said something must be wrong with you, and there undoubtedly is-and you must presently tell me what it is-and advised that he should give you a good shock-which he has done!’
‘My God! yes, Miss Alice!’ Fanny replied almost tearfully.
‘But there is a second reason, Fanny,’ I continued, ‘which I will explain to you, as to why you were forced to submit yourself to me and to Mr Jack. Am I wrong in guessing that your queer temper has been caused by your not being able to satisfy certain sexual cravings and desires? Tell me frankly!’
‘Yes!’ she whispered bashfully.
‘We felt sure of it!’ I continued. ‘Mr Jack said to me: “Look here, Alice, isn’t it absurd that you two girls should be living in such close relations as mistress and maid, and yet should go on suffering from stifled natural sexual functions when you could and should so easily soothe each other?” Then he explained to me how!’
I gently took her hand; she yielded it to me without hesitation. ‘Now Fanny, do you understand? Shall we not agree to help each other, to make life pleasanter and more healthy for us both? We tried each other this afternoon, Fanny! Do you like me sufficiently?’
She blushed deeply, then glanced shyly but lovingly at me. I took the hint. I slipped my arm round her, she yielded to my pressure. I drew her to me and kissed her fondly, whispering: ‘Shall we be sweethearts, Fanny?’
She sank into my arms murmuring: ‘Oh, Miss Alice!’ her eyes shining with love! Our lips met, we sealed our compact with kisses!
Just then ten o’clock struck: ‘Now we’ll have a night-cap and go to bed,’ I said to her. ‘Will you get the whisky and siphon, dear, and mix my allowance and also one for yourself, as it will do you good.’ Fanny rose and served me with the ‘grog’ as I call it, and when we had finished we turned out the lights and went to my bedroom.
After she had done my hair and prepared me for bed as usual I said to her softly: ‘Now go and undress, dear, and come back!’ and significantly kissed her. She blushed sweetly and withdrew. I undressed.
Presently there was a timid tap on the door, and Fanny came in shyly in her ‘nightie’. ‘Take it off, dear, please,’ I said softly, ‘I want to see you, I was too excited to do so this afternoon!’ Bashfully and with pretty blushes she complied. I made her lie on my bed naked and had a good look at her all over, back, front, everywhere! Jack! she is a little beauty! When I kissed her after I had thoroughly examined her, she put her arms round my neck and whispered: ‘May I look at you, miss?’ So in turn I lay down naked and she looked me all over and played with me, kissed me here and there, till the touch of her lips and hands set my blood on fire. ‘Come, darling!’ I whispered. In a moment she was on the bed by me with parted legs; I got between them and on her, and in each other’s arms we lay spending, she sometimes on me, I oftener on her, till we fell asleep still clasped against each other! Oh, Jack, you don’t know what a good turn you did us yesterday afternoon!
Today Fanny is another person, so sweet and gentle and loving! An indescribable thrill comes over me when I think that I have this delicious girl at my command whenever I feel I’d like to be-naughty! You must come and see us soon, and have some tea-and my maid and me!
Your loving sweetheart,
ALICE
P.S.-I cross-questioned Fanny last night as to her experiences of the afternoon. I must tell you someday how she described what she went through, it will fetch you! But one thing I must tell you now! She says that she never felt anything so delicious as her sensations when in your arms, after you had got into her! I then asked her if she would go to you, some afternoon, if you wanted a change from me? She blushed sweetly and whispered: ‘Yes, miss, if you didn’t mind!’
Five
Among our friends was a very pretty lady, Connie Blunt, a young widow whose husband had died within a few weeks of their marriage. She had been left comfortably off and had no children.
She was a lovely golden-haired girl of about twenty-two years, slight, tall and beautifully formed, a blue-eyed beauty, with a dazzling skin and pure complexion.
She and Alice were great friends, and she was Alice’s pet chaperone. The two were constantly together, Alice generally passing the night at Mrs Blunt’s flat when they had been to a ball or any late entertainment; and I suppose that the sweet familiarity that exists between girl friends enabled Alice to see a good deal of her friend’s physical charms, with the result that she fell in love with her. But hint as delicately and as diplomatically as Alice dared of the pleasures tasted by girl sweethearts, Mrs Blunt never by word or deed or look gave her any encouragement-in fact, she seemed ignorant that such a state of affection could or did exist.
I used to tease Alice about her ill-success, and she took my chaff very good-naturedly; but I could see that she was secretly suffering from the ‘pangs of unrequited love’, and had it not been for the genuine affection that existed between her and her maid Fanny, which enabled Alice to satisfy with the help of Fanny’s cunt the desires provoked by Mrs Blunt, things might have fared badly with Alice.
