Anonymous - A Stately English Mansion

Of Bella's acquaintances, Caroline and Jonathan, it must be said that they-newlyweds this past three months- dwelt pro tern in the household of Caroline's mother, Edwina, and with results that the erstwhile innocent young husband had never counted upon. For Edwina had become a widow a year before, when Caroline was but twenty-two, and found her bed as lonely as any lively female might, as she had at first tactfully (and with a few theatrical tears) conveyed to her daughter.

'I do not wish you to feel lonely, Mama. Jonathan and I will both be here to comfort you', Caroline had said.

'Ah yes, my pet, but how pleasant it would now be to live life to the full', her parent had replied, making thereby oblique reference to the somewhat stringent routines they had been forced to follow under the prim guidance of her late husband.

'Indeed', Caroline had echoed with a sigh, for she perceived then that her Mama had something special to say and which needed to be approached delicately at first. For there were two circumstances of which Caroline could not but be aware. The first was that her Mama frequently cast soulful looks at the hopefully virile Jonathan who was not unflattered by her attentions and found a certain excitement in the voluptuous presence of the lady who had preserved both her figure and her late husband's wealth with equal care.

On the other hand, there was the ever more frequent attendance upon Edwina and her daughter of Colonel Stamp-ton-a one-time friend of the deceased-whose manner towards Caroline was at one moment quasi-paternal and, at another, flirtatious. He it was-as well as Jonathan-to whom Edwina referred during her curious conversation with Caroline when she said, 'It becomes us to do our duty towards the males who are protective of us, dear, and who will be immediately about us. Indeed, the more we perform our duties, the more protective they will become. Do you understand, Caroline?'

'Yes, I believe so, Mama', her comely daughter had replied, for Caroline was not quite the innocent that Jonathan believed her to be and this Edwina not only knew but had encouraged.

In the most timely way, this conversation was then interrupted (or, it might be said, was forwarded) by the arrival of the Colonel who was delighted to find them together and alone, and so much so that upon entering the drawing room he clasped both their waists and drew them to him, one on either side of his manly figure.

'How then are my two angels?' he had asked, to titters from both. So speaking, he had dropped both hands from their hips and passed his palms around their bottoms, of which each became aware and blushed a little.

'We are well, dear', answered Edwina, much as she might have spoken to her late husband, though the Colonel was the better-looking and some five years younger than her former bed-companion had been.

'Let us rejoice for such, then, with a kiss', replied he boldly, keeping his fingers well under their bottoms so that neither moved while Edwina-being the first to turn her face fully to his-received his lips upon her own and brought them to linger there while Caroline knew not where to look. For long seconds she heard the movements of their mouths which presaged rather more than a casual caress of greeting, and then her own warm, moist lips were captured in turn while her nether cheeks continued to bulb into the encouraging palm that moved sensuously over the silky surfaces to be felt beneath her gown.

Whether Caroline parted her lips of a purpose will never be known. Certain it is that a meeting of tongues occurred which caused her head to swim, for she had never been in a position of naughtiness when anyone else was present save for her immediate partner, and the fact that it was her own Mama-whose bottom continued to be freely fondled- added to her inherent excitement.

'What exquisite lips!' ventured the Colonel when the rather prolonged kiss came to an end, he adding hastily, 'Which is to say, my dears, that you both have. What a pretty game it is to play-and, by jove, I know several such'.

'The servants, though, dear', interjected Edwina who was trembling a little at this audacious realisation of her plans.

'Of course, Edwina-we must not be indiscreet. Better perhaps that we retire upstairs?' the Colonel asked, though putting the question in such a manner as is called rhetorical, so that the pair found themselves being guided into the hall in a jocular but firm manner, and there taking the stairs towards Edwina's boudoir.

'Oh, Mama, what are we at?' Caroline endeavoured to whisper while the door to that luxurious (and somewhat over-furnished) abode was being closed.

'Why, have you not heard of triple kissing?' asked the Colonel, as if it were the latest thing being talked about in rural Society.-'In India, it is much done", he continued, persuading the two towards the bed where, biting their lips and finding themselves much more self-conscious in each other's company, they behaved momentarily as two uncertain schoolgirls, being so manoeuvred by the Colonel's guiding hands that they finally sat on the side of the bed with a foot of space between them.

'Wh… what is done in India?' asked Edwina, as much to find something to say as anything.

Before replying, the Colonel divested himself of his coat and waistcoat, and removed his tie while Caroline stared nervously into her hands which were neatly placed together in her lap. Something very wicked was about to occur, she knew, and she felt quite breathless.

'The training of young girls, m'dear-those whose divine young figures are becoming fruitful and hence are ready to be inducted into the pleasures of life. Their ayah-which is to say, their female nurse and companion all in one-is reputed to bring them to a condition of such warm acquiescence that they cannot finally refuse the mastering cock'.

'Oh, really!' exclaimed Edwina in apparent dismay, though her eyes twinkled and encouraged the Colonel to advance towards them.

'A spade being a spade, Edwina, how else can a chap put it, eh?-It is done thus. Lie back, my dears and clasp your hands together above your heads. You must promise not to move them at all until you are so bidden'.

'Oh, Mama!' had come then from Caroline who with apparent reluctance, and while receiving an assenting murmur from that lady, obeyed in concert with her so that the two stared up in some surmise at the brooding and somewhat authoritarian figure who brooded over them so closely mat his knees touched their own.

“The girls' eyes are covered thus', said then the Colonel, producing from his trouser pocket two black cloths which he folded and laid gently over the eyes of the pair, making of them two blindfolds which he tied at the backs of their heads.

'We cannot see!' uttered Edwina in a monumental expression of the obvious.

'It is felt best that young ladies who have not yet been put to their trials should not, during the initial stages of drill, that is. They are persuaded by their ayah that it is but a delightful game, which indeed you will soon know it to be. Now, move apart a trifle more-a matter of inches, my dears-that I might accommodate myself between you. In order to balance myself, I shall-as does the ayah-place a hand up beneath your skirts to take gentle purchase on your thighs. Legs apart, please!'

'Oooh-wah!' uttered Caroline as the said deed was performed, she feeling, as did Edwina, the insidious caressing of the Colonel's fingers above her stocking tops where the creamy flesh of her thighs expanded.

Positioning himself thus, face down, he sternly urged the legs of both apart more, their knees already being uncovered by the upsweeping of their skirts. Both swallowed and ran their tongues over their lips. The large bed squeaked a little and then was quiet again. Three faces were together, with two all agog.