Astronomy 5 - Syzygy
... conclusion to Astronomy 1 - Eclipsus; Astronomy 2 - Flagrante; Astronomy 3 - Delicto; and Astronomy 4 - Domine
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Patrick looked up and smiled welcomingly as Julie breezed into his workshop. She looked good, indeed, he could not help but feel, she looked really rather scrumptious, temptingly so. Aside from her delightful cameo as a frighteningly seductive witch in the morality play she and her staff put on at the fete, he had never really seen her in Headmistress mode - even at the occasional dinner at the Rectory, or a village committee, she always seemed somehow dressed for duty: sensible skirts and jackets, hair pulled back, blouse done up, thighs and sexuality hidden. Yet, despite all that there was something mischievous and sexy about her. Maybe it was the sparkle in her eyes, maybe the natural rosy-flush in her apple-round cheeks, maybe the sultry huskiness in her voice, or maybe the trace of playfulness in her ready smile. Or maybe, Patrick had to accept, there was something in him that found curvaceous women a turn on.
- hello you, Julie smiled familiarly
- hello yourself, Patrick replied without moving from the bench where he was making the frame for a small lute
- er, Jane said I could 'come on down', she cooed, like a game-show host, she's, er ... Rosemary seems to need her for something, she added with a deliberate hint of innuendo that Patrick knew well enough to ignore
- you look ...
- ... cheap?
- what, no, I wasn't ... no, I might have said different, or I might have said relaxed, but actually I think I was going for happy
- oh, right, well, yeah, I guess so ... I mean, no more school for six weeks, it's a beautiful Sunday afternoon and, er ... yeah, I felt in the mood to wear this outfit I got in that cheap teen shop in Brighton ... nothing over a fiver ... well, save one thing which, Patrick, she said flintily, you ought not to be able to see
Patrick returned her playful wink of the eye and watched her as she wandered over to look at a couple of half finished guitars smiling inwardly at the contrast between Rosemary's apparent penchant for attending church underwear-free and Julie's equally feminine choice to spend, it would seem, more on her panties than her skirt. Then again, Julie's skirt was a very short and delightfully flared navy-blue polka dot thing which danced high around her athletically sculptured thighs, so a certain modesty was called for. With it she wore what seemed to be a tight white vest beneath a loose white shirt tied tightly into her waist to emphasise the outline of her voluptuous bosom and the dramatic curves of her hips and bottom. For the first time in his experience she wore her blond wavy hair loose, which suited her, tumbling down onto her shoulders in a chaos of curls and ringlets. Admiring her wonderfully shapely body with unashamed intensity Patrick guessed that, despite the weighty attractiveness of her breasts Julie had chosen not to waste her cash on an expensive bra ...
- well, you look very attractive Julie, Patrick smiled without a trace of embarrassment for such forwardness
- thank you, Julie smiled, perhaps just a little surprised and unnerved by his confident eye-contact and playful mood, er, well, she said seeking to reclaim control over the exchange, I was rather hoping that I might be able, she cooed coquettishly with a finger pressed lightly into the dimple in her chin, to, er, persuade you to help us get ready for this year's Christmas concert
- but, it's summer, Patrick smiled with mock incredulity
- I know that, Julie reciprocated with mock indulgence for his simplicity, but we can't plan until we know what instruments we'll have to play with
- and what have you got
- not much
- I see
Patrick looked at Julie in silence for a few moments. He didn't mean to, it was not in his nature to, but he could not stop himself wondering how good she must look in the nude, could not help wondering just how irresistible were her breasts, her nipples, her thighs, her buttocks, her sex, could not help imagining her as a gorgeous nude nereid by Rubens, could not help the stiffening of his penis inside his clean boxers and shorts.
For her part, Julie felt momentarily intimidated. She had dressed with every intention of teasing and flirting with Patrick - and indeed Jane, given the inference one of her teachers, Heather, had drawn from seeing her and Helen shopping on Friday - to get her own way. But now, she wondered whether she really would be able to control the situation. Control had always been very important to her, professionally and privately. The aura of order and command she seemed to have had landed her, at just 28, the job of Headmistress of one of the best schools in the county, against fierce competition. In her private life also she had always been very organized, nurturing with care a small circle of close friends. Though never promiscuous or needy, she had enjoyed a number of sexual partners of both sexes, exploiting the tenderness and fulfilment available while the relationship was hot and then ending it the moment the magic ran out. Since learning of Heather's suspicions and then meeting Jane in the village yesterday she had slowly obsessed on the idea that today, her thirtieth birthday, might be the day for a liaison dangerous and delicious. Now was no time for second thoughts, she chided herself. Maintaining their increasingly intimate eye-contact she wandered over to a high stool in front of Patrick's work bench and stepped up and onto it with graceful elegance, keeping her eyes locked on his while letting her skirt, which had billowed up as she sat down, slowly come to rest on her thighs. As his stoicism deserted him, as his eyes fell to catch the final glimpse of her fabulously sexy turquoise lace panties, she leaned forward to reveal plenty of her ample cleavage and cooed, so, what could I do to persuade you to help us out a little. She was momentarily confused to hear Patrick reply, well, without moving his lips.
- well, Jane sighed seductively over Julie's shoulder, maybe a little more thigh would help, eh Patrick
- maybe, Patrick smiled lecherously as his wife slid her palms lightly over Julie's hips and down her thighs before then dragging her fingertips back up to the hem of the short polka-dot skirt
- hmm, lovely thighs Julie, Jane breathed
- t-thanks, Julie stuttered, eh, Jane ... I was only ...
- teasing?, Jane whispered
- er, um, Julie muttered, her heart pounding furiously now as she watched Jane's fingers playing with the hem of her skirt
- teasing is OK, Jane whispered seductively, I mean, we all like to do be teased a little, don't we?
- I guess, Julie agreed while watching as Jane slowly, almost imperceptibly but nonetheless definitively, lifted the hem of her skirt from her thighs
- and of course, Jane continued, doing the teasing can be so-o exciting, can't it, she cooed while easing Julie's skirt up towards her hips
- y-yes, Julie agreed
- I suspect Patrick's excited, aren't you my darling
- wonderfully so, Patrick replied confidently, his eyes now devouring the sight of Julie's thick blond bush through the open weave of her lace panties
- and I feel a little excited myself, Jane admitted, how about you Julie?
- er, well, I guess, a little, Julie muttered while watching Patrick unashamedly staring at her sex
- would you like me to excite you a little more, Jane whispered, while teasing a finger up the crease of Julie's vulva
- hmm, Julie sighed involuntarily
- now then, Jane breathed sexily whilst gently pressing her fingertip against Julie's swelling clitoris, what were you hoping to persuade Patrick to do?
- ah, Julie panted weakly, I thought ... perhaps help us get a few new instruments, perhaps let us have a couple of old guitars or something ...
- I see, Jane replied pensively, as if weighting the pros and cons of something of mega significance, Patrick's guitars are normally very expensive, aren't they my darling
- they are, Patrick agreed, playing his straight-man part with simple efficiency while enjoying immensely such an up-close view of his wife's ability to seduce, so it would seem, any woman she chose
- so I think, Jane sighed to signal the enormity of Julie's aspiration, that quite a bit of persuasion will be needed, don't you?
- well, I suppose ...
- quite a bit of persuasion, Jane repeated while carefully laying the hem of Julie's skirt across her hips, leaving several inches of her sexy panties and expectant pussy on show for Patrick while she untied her shirt, hmm, Jane sighed lasciviously while drawing her hands up close beneath Julie's magnificent bosom caressed tightly by her white vest, you have the most beautiful breasts ...
- t-thank y-you, Julie stuttered appreciative of the compliment and Jane's gentle touch
- ... hmm, Jane cooed whilst unashamedly caressing Julie's fleshy bosom, quite delicious, I'd love to come over them
- y-you w-would, Julie replied with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty in her voice
- very much, Jane cooed while carefully easing Julie's shirt off her shoulders and down her arms, very much, she repeated while tossing the shirt onto an adjacent stool and returning her hands to the warm fleshy largeness of Julie's breasts, hmm, her nipples feel so good, she breathed to Patrick
- do they baby? Patrick asked
- hmm, very, Jane replied while hooking her fingers between Julie's smooth belly and her tight vest, and then calmly, slowly, inexorably easing it up, over her superb bosom, over her head and off
- hmm, lovely, Patrick smiled
- indeed, Jane cooed, her fingers now coiling around Julie's immense nipples, hmm, she sighed, maybe you'll persuade us yet ...
- maybe? Julie smiled uncertainly, still unable quite to grasp what was happening to her or indeed why she could not find it within herself to resist in any way Jane's flagrant exploitation of her body
- maybe, Jane repeated, feeling Julie's massive nipples narrow, tighten and harden with excitement, is that nice, she whispered
- yes, Julie admitted simply
- good, Jane sighed, it's very nice for me also ... hmm, you really do have fabulously gorgeous breasts ...
