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I was tragically orphaned at the age of eighteen, yet despite this I managed to finish my examinations, which I hoped would get me entry to a university hospital to study medicine I was very fortunate that I was given temporary accommodation by my Godparents and their two highly attractive daughters.
Sarah was a contemporary of mine and we had been good friends for a long time, both before and after leaving school, but her sister Rita was two years older and at twenty was very much more interested in men and immediately on joining the household I was left in little doubt that I was her next victim. Both girls were highly attractive, tall willowy blondes, but Rita in particular favoured short skirts masses of make-up and all the latest fashions.
I really fancied both girls, but because I was a guest in the house I thought it strictly inappropriate to make a move on either of the girls. Their parents Ralph and Joan were really nice people and had given me the 'granny flat' which was completely self contained and had its own private entrance. It gave me a measure of freedom, but I did however, eat with the family and mix with them on a daily basis.
Rita made every effort to corner me when her parents were not around, with great success on most occasions. She would pin me in corners, grope me under the table at meal times and generally take every possible opportunity to be with me when her parents were not around. Even locking my bedroom door at night did not completely deter her. She found a spare key, and would join me in my bedroom when the family had retired for the night, but I was totally responsible and we never got past the snogging stage and when one day in desperation, knowing full well that I was losing my self control and seeking some respite, I bolted the door, then I found that the next day she had removed the bolt. I resisted all temptations to go as far as she wanted out of respect for her parents and their kindness towards me and I steadfastly refused to go past the heavy petting stage. She would then retire to bed in a huff. I would lie there totally frustrated and calling myself a fool.
One day Ralph suggested that I might like to help out at his law firm, which would give me a chance to study the law relating to medical ethics when things were quiet. I accepted this gratefully. The job would fill the vacation, but above all, it would get me away from his nymphomaniac daughter, at least I thought during the day times. Never since, have I come across a woman so single minded, in her search of sexual gratification.
It was therefore, with great relief that her father had offered me this temporary post, but alas I had not been told, or bargained on the fact that I would be the only male clerk, in a totally female oriented establishment. Now, despite my reservations about Rita, I really enjoyed female company, both socially, and to work with. Under normal circumstances, for me to work with all these delightful
females was something like giving an alcoholic a job in a brewery. But on this occasion I had the added stress of having to keep Rita at arms length, so I began to feel a little desperate. The girls though, were delightful and very kind to me in almost every way.
From the very beginning I was treated well, even pampered, but I soon began to realise that this was the period, when the female of the species, were juggling for position. I soon became overwhelmed by their kindness, but it did not take me long to realise that these girls were very sexually aware, and that each one of them in their own inimitable way was weighing me up as a possible victim for their next amorous adventure. I heard at a later date that one of the girls ran a book on who would be the first to get me.
It was not long before I began to wish (well sometimes) that I had stayed at home with Rita. One I could cope with, but now I had five more, whose burning desire seemed to me, to get me into bed at the first opportunity. I had seriously begun to wonder whether it was something in the water which was causing the problem, or whether my cloistered education, and limited exposure to society had not prepared me for the female dominated environment in which I now seemed to find myself.
At first I even considered joining a monastery, but the thought of absolute abstinence was an even worse fate. Then I considered very briefly, announcing to the world that I was gay, but the idea that I might have to flutter my eyelids at any passing half attractive male, to make the role more convincing also had its drawbacks, even dangers, and might well land me in even more trouble.
A well meaning friend suggested that I go to stay in America until my examination results came through. A solution that I considered seriously, and which had its attractions, especially when he
convinced me that all American women were known for their gentility and sportsman like behaviour, and always gave their menfolk at least ten yards start.
This idea was knocked on the head when another friend pointed out that this rule only applied in a remote corner of Idaho, and that only the thirty second day of each month. The rest of American womanhood was even more demanding and rapacious than their English cousins and that was why most American men looked so "knackered" most of the time. Well that is what he told me!.
In the end, I concluded that the only course of action was for me was to submit to one of the girls; throw myself on her mercy, let her have her wicked way with me, if she insisted and perhaps, if I was very good she would protect me from the wiles of her colleagues. Having made my decision on a Friday, I rested all day Saturday and Sunday. Took all my vitamins, ate plenty of steaks, said my prayers, kept away from Rita (fortunately it was the right time of the month and she was strangely subdued ) and on the Monday morning duly presented myself for work unusually refreshed.
Now during my brief period of employment, I had heard much about Diana. The girl who had been away on vacation with her boyfriend in Vegas for three weeks, but who was now returning at last to work. Now when Diana walked into the office that Monday morning I was literally "gob smacked". She was a real vision of loveliness; her long blonde hair contrasted with the bronze tan of her skin, hung down her back almost to her waist. Her red silk blouse barely covering her prominent
bosom, rippled seductively as she moved; her short black skirt emphasised her perfect legs and thighs, encased in black silk stockings.
She looked at me with her dazzling blue eyes, and I felt my knees turn to water as she smiled, yet her eyes were serious in their intensity, as they weighed me up, just lingering on my crotch briefly, to determine what effect, if any, that she was having on me. Then the smile spread to her eyes.
