By Dan57 with characters from Jill York
Mr Gupta organizes a charity for Edward
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Elizabeth was standing on a podium towering above the assistance. Many people were disappointed when Elizabeth had walked up the staircase. They had thought they would have a fair view of her legs and maybe her knickers but she had put on a very elegant and very long ball dress. They may not have been able to see her thighs but in exchange, they could get over it by concentrating on her cleavage, proudly exhibited by her low cut dress. In the front, it finished by a metallic ring encircling her navel with just a small chain just under her tits preventing her dress from gaping open when she bent down. On the back, the view was even better : the back of the dress just covered her buttocks and left her whole back bare. All the spectators could be sure that Elizabeth had not bothered with a bra and that her breasts were naked under her dress.
The auction had now reached unexpected levels. Mr Gupta had taken the role of the auctioneer and Elizabeth was the prize of the auction that was aired on two local radios and a public TV channel. Edward was at her side, smiling to the TV. Some people had objected to the vicar's wife offering herself at a public auction but Edward had pointed out that the winner of the auction would just have the honor of being the partner of Elizabeth for a charity dinner. The price proposed would help build a boarding school for homeless and very poor children! The deep cleavage of the dress was a simple way to increase the interest of the auction for prospective bidders. A man in the back ground held up the hand
- One thousand pounds!
There were applauses in the public as the bids had reached that level. Many people would never have dreamed that such a high price would be offered for sharing dinner with Elizabeth and accompanying her to a public ball. Elizabeth may be quite pretty, slender and buxom but she was 43, no more in her blossoming years. Of course, many men would have killed to have their hands in her knickers but she was the wife of the local vicar, certainly not the kind of girls who wanted to dally with a total stranger!
- Eleven hundred pounds!
The few people who had had the opportunity to explore Elizabeth's body such as Mr Thorpe, the man who regularly fucked her, never would have recognized her : she had completely changed her hair style with a long wig that was much darker than her normal hair. Her make up had also been completely altered with self tanning cream, kohl, mascara and eye shadow. Even Susan, her daughter, had had trouble recognizing her!
- Twelve hundred!
Edward had told her he would be quite happy if she netted one thousand pounds. She would prove her husband she was much more valuable than that. She paced the podium, bending at the waist to enhance the curves of her bottom, pushing her huge boobs forward and caving her belly as deep as she could. It was a very common trick she used when she was in her role of whore in the trains and it always worked! These provincial people weren't blasΓ©! The bids rose with the reduction of her waist line. She had thought that this spandex close fitting dress would be quite adequate! Even when she sucked in her belly, there was no slack in the material. She shrugged : she had lost the level of the bidding. Someone took her out of her dream by yelling :
- Two thousand pounds!
That had been her personal target : double the estimation of her husband! She knew she should have paraded somewhat on the podium but now she had reached her target level, she was anxious to discover how things turned. Next month, there would be another auction for her and she could give herself higher targets! Mr Gupta was closing the deal :
- Two thousand pounds! Going, going, gone! If you have regrets now, you will have to wait a full month for another similar auction. Ladies, please remember that the auction is not limited to Elizabeth. You may enter your name and I will check personally whether you can be entered in our lottery : you must be pretty, of course, attractive, funny and well learned as you'll have to entertain your partner for the whole evening!
Mr Gupta spoke to the winner of the auction :
- May I have your name, Sir?
- Harry Melborne!
- Come and meet me, Mr Melborne. We will arrange your payment while Elizabeth restores her make up and smooths her dress with the help of her husband. Then she'll be totally yours for the dinner and the ball!
Elizabeth assessed Mr Melborne before following her husband in the back stage. When they were out of ear shot, she told Edward.
- Darling, this Mr Melborne is just gorgeous. He is tall, with a square chin and bulging muscles. He certainly exercises daily. Most women would kill for a date with such a handsome guy! I think I'm going to really enjoy the evening! Would you help me by pulling down my knickers? I think it would be wiser : they could come in the way of my partner!
Edward grinned salaciously : he had gotten accustomed to such quite explicit comments from his wife. She was a real slut under her haughty look! A beautician girl was waiting for Elizabeth in the back stage : it was her participation for the charity! She chatted with Edward's wife as she puffed her nose and rearranged her eye shadow.
- Congratulations, Elizabeth. You looked magnificent during the auction! Most men were mesmerized while you were on stage! And the highest bid reached two thousand pounds. I would never have dreamed that a man would pay so much money to have dinner with me and then accompany me to a ball! It's a great success! I've been told that four women have already proposed to offer themselves for auction in the same conditions.
- There are a few conditions to be enrolled, Emma! Do you know who the candidates are?
- Just Lady Furham, the mayor's wife and Mrs Nottingham,... I don't have a clue for the other ones
- Mrs Nottingham, the wife of the solicitor?
- Exactly! She is very involved in charities and she was quite interested by your husband's idea! It was something quite new! And many women are thrilled to be offered at auction like slaves of ancient time! Helping for a good cause is the appropriate pretext they looked for but becoming a whore is a quite frequent fantasy for many women and the reverend offers it to us with a safe line : just a dinner and a ball with the perfect excuse for our husbands : they may come and pick us up when we decide to leave! It'll be just like when I was at college! If I join, I wish my hubby will propose me to join him in the back of the car and if he doesn't, I'll offer it to my dance partner with no regrets!
- It's not so new, Emma : US celebrities often propose to have dinner or patronize an event to collect money for a good cause! One of them recently offered for auction a kiss but I'm married to a vicar and I must keep to modesty! What are people's reactions?
- Quite positive : they praise you for your devotion and your courage... Here it is, Lady Elizabeth. Mr Melborne will be entranced!
- Thank you, Emma! Don't forget to enroll if you want to make a visit to the back seat of a car!
Emma giggled and nodded quite eagerly. Elizabeth left and returned to the stage where the winner of the auction was waiting with her husband.
- Look, Harry! I told you my wife doesn't dawdle when someone is waiting for her!
Mr Melborne smiled when he saw her perfect and very slender figure. He presented her his arm in a very gentlemanly fashion. Elizabeth put her arm under his after a small curtsey. Edward bade them farewell! Mr Melborne left for the best restaurant in the town. They had special suites for such occasions. The maitre d' greeted them and led them to the room. It was completely decorated in the eighteenth century fashion. Two girls were waiting for Elizabeth and her escort. They were wearing rather unusual outfits : typical French eighteenth Century dresses that would have seemed totally normal to Queen Marie Antoinette. Mr Melborne thought he had been transported at Versailles, just before the French Revolution! He turned toward Elizabeth :