Note- I do not know much of the islands of Antigua and Barbuda, except the devastation after Hurricane Irma. It's just an excuse to hang a story on. Neither do I suppose to know of Kate Middleton's personal life and views. It's all fiction.
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London, January 2020.
Like most American females, Meghan Markle will have grown up dreaming of being a Princess and residing in a fairy tale castle. So it came as something of a shock when she married Prince Harry that the reality being a modern day Princess was a lot more mundane.
Visiting civic centres and schools were not what she had imagined at all, and the English weather left a lot to be desired.
Instead of jetting off to the Bahamas or New York City to watch a game of tennis or sunbathe was not on the agenda and this fact was brought home by the other unexpected thing in her new life. Her sister in law, Kate Middleton.
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Now more than ever Kate was THE jewel in the Queen's crown and Meghan and Harry had reluctantly decided to walk away from royal duties. Kate and husband Prince William were now in the assent and wallowed in the moment.
Besides being labeled dull, boring and negative Kate could not put a foot wrong now. She was always professional in her dealings with the press, something Meghan had failed miserably at, and the Duchess of Cambridge had changed into a graceful and confident mother of three and quite rightly had risen to be Her Majesty's favourite. And she intended to stay there.
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Kate was aware of the island of St. Bart's as her sister Pippa and her husband had owned an hotel that had been severely damaged in 2017. Hurricane Irma had wreaked havoc in the Caribbean as it blew through Anguilla, St. Martin and Barbuda. Antigua and Barbuda still remain members of the British Commonwealth and Her Majesty, Elizabeth II is the country's Queen and head of state.
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In their advanced roles in State duties Kate and William played hosts to delegates of the damaged islands, in particular Barbuda which remained uninhabited since the hurricane. Their were three bones of contention in the country's government and the continuing disagreement had led to a complete deadlock. Eager to please Her Majesty, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge wanted to support the Queen in light of Harry's decision to step back and help strengthen national and international unity.
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So, the Prime Minister of the islands had sent two of his parliamentarian emissaries to London to hash out the necessary steps to inhabit Barbuda again and raise the £150 million to restore it. The royal couple had asked the Queen if they might spend a day and night with the visitors in an attempt to sway opinion. Her Majesty had agreed heartily, especially in the light of Harry and Meghan retreating from royal duties which had occurred immediately. x
Kate and her family resided in Apartment 1A in their London home of Kensington Palace. It had twenty rooms in four storeys, and in addition, five reception rooms and bedrooms.
"Welcome to our home." Said Kate with that radiant smile of hers.
As Mister John Nelson and Mister Vivian Bailey arrived they were ushered into one of the reception rooms where they were given a warm welcome with an impressive spread.
Sandwiches, cake and fruit lined a wooden table in the room which had been decorated with Kate's approval. It was a sophisticated cream colour scheme, with gold accents and floral prints.
"Do help yourself, gentlemen. I want to see a clear table before we're done."
Kate spread her hands and sat on one of two matching sofas. She looked resplendent in a simple summer dress and knee high Saint Laurent black boots. Her glossy long hair hung loose and fell about her shoulders in teased waves.
"This is all very pleasant. Thank you, ma'am." Said Bailey with a light bow.
"We're simply delighted to receive you, and we shall do our utmost to try to unify our special relationship."
William sat beside his attractive wife and accepted a cup of tea from one of the waiters.
"With respect, Sir. we must expedite matters in order to rehouse those unfortunate citizens who were forced to abandon their homes, and indeed the island of Barbuda."
Although English speaking they both had the slightest of accents. John Nelson was at least six feet five with a receding hairline and six o'clock shadow. He appeared to be at least forty in Kate's estimation, perhaps a little older than Vivian Bailey who had a more robust presence and thicker hair. Both were obviously of African descent and had the darkest complexions Kate had ever seen. They looked stiff and uncomfortable in their black suits and crisp white shirts as they helped themselves to sandwiches.
"Indeed, most unfortunate circumstances I'm sure." Said Kate in a sympathetic tone. "Why my own sister and her husband have had rotten luck on the island of St. Bart's."
"Unfortunately our parliament is split in two as many are of the view that the island of Barbuda is totally beyond repair, myself included."
The government had thrashed out a step by step recovery plan that had divided parliament. In particular the first three steps needed to progress further.
"Is there really no way you can agree on any of the three steps?" Asked William genuinely concerned.
"No, Sir. It would take a very wily fox to change my view."
Or vixen, thought Kate wistfully. After an hour of conversation and discourse William called for a break and summoned aides to show the two men their personal rooms for the night.
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"We must do everything we can to settle this dispute. It would be a huge feather in our cap in Grand Mama's eyes."
William and Kate had gone to the bedroom of the Prince and were putting their heads together as the clock ticked.
"Agreed. Now Harry and that American strumpet have left for Canada we need to impress Her Majesty at the earliest convenience."
William sighed and nodded. Relations between his younger brother and he were at an all time low and their bond had still not recovered from the moment Meghan had entered the picture.
Kate brushed her hair in front of the mirror and frowned.
"These two are certainly stubborn. I'm at a loss as to how to persuade one or the other."
Kate turned to her husband with a twinkle in her brown eyes.
"Maybe we can have them both agree at the same time, but separately."
"I don't follow, darling."
"I have an idea. I'll visit each fellow individually and negotiate on a one to one basis. Then I'll relay the updates as and when they occur and inform the other."
"You, Kate?"
"Do you not approve?"
The Duchess stood to her full height of five feet nine and showed off her waspish figure.
"Darling, I have some reservations about this," said William.
"Don't worry about a thing. What we need is the gentle touch."
She fluffed up her hair and straightened her dress.
"I think that I can persuade them."
With a wink and a grin and a wiggle of her bottom Kate left William alone. He raised his eyes to the ceiling as if to say, here we go again.
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Kate walked down to the narrow corridor where the two guest rooms were. She greeted the security agent who stood to attention.
"Evening, Jeremy. As you were. I cannot stress how important it is that we welcome these emissaries warmly. I intend to negotiate with each in turn and I need you to make yourself scarce for an hour. Do I make myself clear? I am not to be disturbed at any time."
"Totally understood, ma'am."
The tall figure excused himself with a bow and Kate knocked on the door of Nelson's room and waited until he opened the door.
"My Lady?"
"Good evening, may I come in!"
"But of course. I was just checking my messages."
Kate made a note of the time. Ten. She gave herself an hour to do the deed. Nelson was still in his suit as Kate entered and she sat down in one of the plush armchairs. The room was studious besides having a twin bed and had dark wooden furniture and drawn curtains.
"How may I be of assistance?"
"I must confess that I am lacking in the skill of diplomacy but I came here in the hope of persuading you and Mister Bailey to come to an amicable agreement."
"I don't really see how that may come to be, ma'am."
"Do you find me attractive, Mister Nelson?"
The ebony skinned man looked horrified at the forthright and unexpected question and wiped his brow.
"I don't understand."
"Oh, it's just me. i have this fascination with men of a darker complexion as it were. May I be frank?"
"Please do."
"I would very much like to suck your cock. There, I've said it. If you wish me to leave then I shall."
"You, you would do that?"
"Gladly. On one condition."
"Oh?"
"That you give some consideration for agreeing to step number one of the proposal."
Kate got up from the seat and came over to where Nelson was seated. As she began to unbuckle the belt of his trousers butterflies crept up his stomach.
"My, my. This is a very stuffed fly."
Nelson felt the full gamut of emotions. Panic, guilt, fear and arousal. Kate tugged his trousers down his long shanks and fished inside his underpants for his organ.
"But the Prince! Is he aware?"
"Don't concern yourself with my husband. Are you married?"
'Yes," he gulped.
"Your wife is a very lucky woman then."
Kate tilted her head and her loose waves curled around her face. She leaned in close as she went down onto her haunches and studied the man's erection. The bumps and veins seemed to pulse on the dark surface as she came even closer. Swollen and throbbing in her face the Duchess grinned in approval as she squeezed the midnight black shaft.
"Such big balls too."
