This is the tenth episode in the Mrs. Wentworth series of stories. It follows after Mrs. Wentworth and Stephen. I'm sorry for the long break between this and the last episode. I got busy and I'm still trying to figure out exactly where to take the characters. I am always grateful for ideas and suggestions and comments and I reply to anyone who uses the feedback function and leaves an email address to reply to. I hope you enjoy Mrs. Wentworth as much as I do.
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What started out as something annoying had changed my life. When my mom made me stay with Mrs. Wentworth while she went off to some meeting, I was originally annoyed that no one trusted me enough to stay by myself. I was almost 19 and didn't need to be babysat by some old lady who had been my teacher. It turned out she wasn't as old as I thought and she was really nice. And then, well read the first nine chapters and you can see how well we got along. I realized that I loved staying there and didn't want it to end.
I was amazed when Mrs. Wentworth had my on my knees after dinner out the other night. But I don't want you to think our life together was one sexual thing after another. There was a lot of time when we just enjoyed each other. In fact, she was often two different people. In the mornings she much more like the person she was when I first got there. She was more quiet and more proper I guess. In the beginning she almost seemed like two different people because at night, or at least some nights, she became like the person she pretended to be on our first pretend date. She had me call her Lana in front of people and she was wilder and everything.
But for the next few days she was mostly like the morning person. We spend the next few days just living mostly. We did a lot of things together at her house and didn't leave the house at all almost but nothing really sexual happened.
A few days later we had breakfast and after we ate and cleaned up Mrs. Wentworth asked me "are you worried at all that no one has called?" When I looked like I didn't know what she was talking abut she added, "you know, remember the woman who dropped you off here? Its been a while since she called. Are you okay with that?"
I laughed. I had almost forgotten about my mom and she hadn't called in a few days but I didn't care I guess. So I said, "No, I'm not worried. I guess I don't care if she calls or not."
That made her happy. I guess because I was happy or didn't care. I'm not really sure why actually. Anyway, she grabbed me and said "come on, let's get ready." I had forgotten her friends were coming over again.
She had tea or lunch with a few of her friends every few days or least while I was there she did. An she liked me to act like a waiter or butler or something like that. It was really the only she ever asked of me so I didn't really mind. Besides it as fun to wait on three or four women as they slowly drank more and told each other stories.
As we walked into her bedroom, she told me that I needed to wear the tight shorts she got me before. "I don't think we can trust your friend not poke out and expose himself," she laughed. "It's important to make a good impression for people. Anyway, since you'll be in black, I'll wear white today." She tossed me the black shorts that she had bought a week before to hold me in and then she went into her closet.
When she came out I had my shorts on and had tucked myself down the one leg in case I got bigger and was slipping the pants on over the shorts. It was a good thing I tucked in because she came out wearing just a white bra and panties. The panties were these thin white silky ones that were very tight. She thought there were too small but said she liked the way they looked. I know I really liked the way they looked. On top she had a white lace and silk bra. The panties weren't small. They had a full back and covered a lot even though they were tight. The bra wasn't tiny. It covered a lot. But they were really sexy together. They were very feminine and elegant and nice.
She saw me staring but didn't get mad or cover up. She started rubbing the front of her panties like it was a natural thing and said, "I know what you're thinking. They're small, right? And they are so thin and silky that they seem fragile like if I'm not careful they would just rip and fall right off. Is that what you think?" I didn't want to tell her what I was thinking so I just nodded.
"Don't worry, Stevie, dear. It is nice of you to be concerned about my comfort but I'll be very careful. I'm slipping on these thigh highs that don't need a garter just to be careful. That should avoid chances for ripping. And I'm going to wear this long cotton dress to cover up everything. As she started to put it on, she looked thoughtful and stopped. "I think for now, I'll leave it off so we can clean and set the table. I want to be careful with white and it's only right I help you set up."
With that she walked slowly away, heels in one hand and dress in the other while I quickly dressed to catch up.
We spent the whole next hour getting everything ready and Mrs. Wentworth wore her underwear the whole time and didn't put her dress on. It was killing me. It was almost like a slow tease but she acted like it was perfectly natural and nothing was unusual. Every time she bent over it stretched those tight panties even tighter across her butt. I stopped what I was doing and stared. It seemed like she had to bend over a lot. Then I watched her as she crawled around on the floor of her dining room and her living room. She said it helped her find things to pick up to be at that level. It drove me crazy but I couldn't show it or she'd be offended or think I was a pervert or something.
By the time her friends got there I was as hard as a telephone pole and of course the stupid waiter's uniform and the tight underwear didn't hide it. Sure the shorts kept it in place down my leg but between the tight spandex shorts, even with a loose leg pouch, and the tighter pants you could see if you were looking for it.
When the doorbell rang, Mrs. Wentworth almost answered it then ran off to the laundry room because she forgot her dress. "Stephen, please get the door. I almost forgot. That would have been terrible and what would people have thought! I'll be right out." Close call I guess but I was happy to get the door and do my butler act.
I opened the door for Janine and Kim, just the two of them today, and said, "Good afternoon, Madam. Mrs. Wentworth will be right with you. Please come in." I was like a guy playing a butler on TV and I think they were impressed and also thought it was funny. Kim gave me a nice hug. Though when it was Janine's turn she gave me a hug and reached down to grab at my crotch and whisper "someone's glad to see me. This makes me hungry."
I turned a little red but actually liked it. Janine let me go though as Mrs. Wentworth walked in. She greeted them each with a kiss on the cheek and we all went into the dining room. The three of them all sat down and Mrs. Wentworth said "you may serve." I started by moving to each one of them with a plate and placing some of the food on their plate. It was a chicken and salad dish so it was easy. Kim was nice and Janine managed to touch my bulge while I served her. Mrs. Wentworth pretended not to notice anything.
When they all had some food, Mrs. Wentworth said "let's start with the wine and skip the tea." I served her first and they all drank pretty fast though.
I stayed and ate too but they talked mostly to each other. Kim told Mrs. Wentworth she liked her dress but Janine started early. "It's nice and white and boring. Is it show you can show Stevie here how boring you are? It's like you're saying hi stevie, I'm boring and even my clothes have no color. I bet he's been bored the whole time he's been here. Have you even gone out at night or does she make you stay here and just be bored?" With that she looked at me but Mrs. Wentworth interrupted.
"Don't be ridiculous Janine. I'm a lot of fun and Stephen is enjoying himself and learning new things."
Janine rolled her eyes and said, "yeah, I'm sure he is. When was the last time you even went out when he wasn't here?"
Mrs. Wentworth wasn't offended but she said "Remember the charity event I told you about and also I took Stephen to the opera so that's a full social life."
Janine almost laughed. "I'm sure the opera was very exciting for a man like our Stevie. Everything he dreamed of." She was being very sarcastic but she was more right then she knew. She added, "oh and I hate to tell you that a charity event by yourself is thrilling. Did you make a late night of it?" When Mrs. Wentworth told her she had been home by 9, Janine actually laughed but no one seemed offended.
They had finished the bottle of wine so I went to the kitchen for another. Janine never realized I could hear everything said when I was out of the room. I heard her saying, "So what do you say we take your houseguest and lay him on the table and have him for dessert."
Kim laughed and told Janine she was naughty. I thought Mrs. Wentworth would be offended but she just laughed too.