Lady Elaine was the 7th story I wrote. It was a story I wrote for an English lady who used to be from nobility but her family lost their status due to a scandal. She fantasized about the estate she would have lived on as she passed by it every day. I miss you Elaine!
"I love you. I need you. But I can never marry you."
I had been working on the estate since early March. In late spring, I had whipped the grounds into shape somewhat, but there was still plenty to do after a decade of disrepair. Lady Elaine was kind enough to allow me to reside in a small cottage at the rear of the property as part of my wages. Times had been hard on me and I was grateful for the opportunity to work again and to have a solitary place to lay my head without having to share a room.
It was the first really hot day of the spring season and I was perspiring quite nicely in the mid day sun. I was laying some stone around the flower bed I installed at the rear patio so as to keep the soil from running down the hill when it rained into the beautiful meadow below. Lady Elaine was out to inspect the progress that day and to see all of the flowers in bloom.
"It's coming along quite nicely Robbie. When do you think you will have it finished?"
"Oh, I imagine late today or early tomorrow morning Milady."
"Very good Robbie. You seem to be working up quite a sweat. Aren't you uncomfortable in that work shirt?"
"Well I am Milady but..."
"Nonsense. Take you shirt off if it will help. I won't be offended. Would you care for some fresh lemonade to help quench your thirst Robbie?"
I nodded my head to say yes as I unbuttoned my damp shirt. I had seen Lady Elaine many times before but I never LOOKED at her before. She was quite elegant in a simple way. She seemed very genuine and down to earth compared to most aristocrats I had worked for in my years. She was a modest beauty and a delight to look upon. I just couldn't take my eyes off of her while I took my shirt off. She poured the lemonade herself which I'm sure was unheard of for a lady of her stature. All the more reason for my amazement I suppose.
"Here you go Robbie. Enjoy."
I drank the sweet lemonade and savored my good fortune that day to be here in the first place. Could this get any better you suppose? When I finished the glass, I turned to thank my host only to find her staring this time. Her eyes were riveted to my chest. I looked down to see if I had spilled some of my drink, but there was just the glistening sweat from a hot spring day. I had built some muscles in the few months of work here and it showed now. I turned back and said, "Thank you Milady. That was quite refreshing."
"Yes. Yes it was, wasn't it?", she said with a slightly puzzled look on her face.
Although I went back to my work, I kept catching myself looking for her to see what she was doing. Mostly she was watching me. Occasionally she would turn to survey the grounds which gave me the chance to take in her charms. She was wearing a thin flowered dress. If the sun caught her just right, I could see the silhouette of her body under her dress. She didn't have large breasts but they were very shapely and quite nice. The roundness of her firm bottom was a delight to my lonely eyes. I must say, it was an arousing day of work filled with moments where I had to turn away to conceal my pleasure of the view. At one point, I'm sure she caught me looking at her bum. I wonder, did she see me blush? Did she blush? Was that a smile I caught on her face as she turned?
Part 2
The next morning, I was up at the break of down so that I could get the stone wall finished. The sun had been up for about a ½ hour before I hear my name being called. I looked up to see Lady Elaine on her bedroom balcony waving in my direction.
"Robbie, do you have a minute you could spare to take a look at these dismal plants?"
I nodded and proceeded to the house. I had never been in much of the house so I carefully found my way upstairs and down the hall where I though her room must have been. I only saw one door open and from the hall, I saw her motion to come in. The view of the estate was breathtaking from this vantage point and I took as much of it in as I could.
"Robbie, do you even know what this plant is?"
"No Milady. I surely don't"
"All of these plants are looking quite dreadful. The flowers are wilting and seem to have lost a lot of their luster. Is there something we can do with them sort of ripping them out and starting over? I water them every morning."
"Well that may be part of the problem Milady. Some plants don't need much watering. It takes the nutrients out of the soil. I'm sure I can find some fertilizer that could help and you mustn't water them so often."
"Well I do sometimes obsess about thing and I just want to..."
Somewhere between looking at her potted plants and listening to her voice, I somehow found I was staring at her breast. Her silk nightgown was just sheer enough to make out the color and size of her aureole and nipple. I could faintly see the round fullness of her breast. She was not overly endowed but rather pleasantly shaped. It was a quite pleasant sight. I was mesmerized by how they jiggled and swayed as she moved. I lost track of time and only realized what I was doing when her breasts stopped jiggling. Then a sudden dread came over me. She knew I was staring. Hot shame and fear gripped me from the depths of my stomach and I immediately turned my head to view the grounds again. I was nervous and expecting to be fired any second now. Her silence seemed an eternity before she spoke.
"Did you like what you saw Mr. Robbie?"
I couldn't speak a word and just hung my head in shame. Things were going so good for me here in spite of a tough year. Now it seemed at an end and her questions mere torture.
"Tell me Robbie. What did you think when you were looking at my breasts?"
With a quivering voice I said, "I...I'm so sorry Milady. I didn't mean to stare at..."
"Nonsense", she interrupted. "I won't have you be sorry for that."
"It's just that it's been so long since I've been with a woman. I'm afraid my weakness got the better of me."
"Robbie. It's been far too long since anyone looked at me that way. I noticed you looking at me on the patio yesterday and it made me feel good. I usually despise men looking at women with desire in their eyes. But your eyes were kind, appreciative. I really didn't expect you to look at me that way again but now that you have, I'm glad. I really didn't bring you up here to stare at my body you know."
"No Milady. Likewise for me."
We stood there in an awkward silence for a minute. Then she turned and walked to the hall door to show me out. I paused, took a deep breath to relieve my tension, then walked in the room behind her. She stood facing away from me while holding the door open. She seemed uneasy about something which surprised me as she seemed to take my indiscretion very well.
"Robbie!," she blurted out hurriedly. Her nervousness was very obvious and I though she would have a change of heart about letting me off so easy. She hung her head and said, "It HAS been a long time for me Robbie and I don't know if I care to have it continue that way."
I didn't know what to say at this point. She caught me completely off guard and with the events of the morning, I was quite sure I was unprepared for what came next.
"What if you had me to yourself for a while. What would you do with me?"
Well I was dumbfounded to say the least. Never would a woman of any stature in life say something like that to me, least of all Lady Elaine. I couldn't speak. My heart pounded in my ears and my palms began to sweat. Not to mention that my work pants were now a bit tighter that they were when I entered her bedroom and she seemed to notice that. My body betrayed my better judgment. I believe Lady Elaine took my excitement as a confirmation that I was indeed ready and willing. But I wasn't.
She closed the door in front of her and stood there with her back to me. Her form was so sensual. The lines of her body were shaping her white nightgown in a most flattering way. I couldn't help but stare at her and wonder what she must look like underneath that thin fabric that separated us from each other.
"Do I arouse you Robbie? Would you ever just take a woman that you were attracted to? Would you take me here and now and have your way with me?", she said in a low quivering voice.
I know she heard me swallow hard as I tried to answer, "But Milady I..."
"No Robbie. Not Milady or Lady Elaine or any other title you may have in mind. Not when we're alone behind closed doors. Just call me Elaine or Miss or something innocuous. Here I'm just a woman and you a man. I need you to be a man for me Robbie. I'll do anything you want. You can do to me whatever pleases you. I just ask that you do NOT hurt me, you will be discreet and that you will respect me and my title."
Well, there it was. Most men's dream and I suspect a few women's too. I could have my way with little restrictions. The problem was, I had no idea what I wanted. I suspected she had something in mind and I didn't want to disappoint her but where to start?
She asks me, "If you were in complete control of a woman and she was submissive to your every whim, what would you tell her to do?"
I think for a moment and then blurt out something in order not to offend her.
