The Witches' Sabbath Ch 4
By Astropirate
A few days later Cathy Reynolds stopped by the King residence on her way home from work. The fact that there were no cars in the driveway told her that Alex and Janet were still at work.
Cathy was a successful saleslady for a cosmetics firm. Janet had often called over not just for a chat but to talk about the latest goods on offer. It had been a month since Janet had last visited Cathy and she had grown concerned about her friend. She was also worried that she may have said something to annoy or upset Janet and she was hoping to find out what. It was to her frustration than that when she arrived the driveway was empty. Undeterred, Cathy took out her notebook and began to write. She simply asked Janet to give her a call to possibly arrange a visit. Putting the note in a small envelope, Cathy got out of the car and approached the door. She was about to push the note through the letterbox when it suddenly opened, and a towering woman dressed in black stood before her.
Cathy found the experience startling and somewhat intimidating. After all, she was only five feet five whereas this dominating looking woman towered over six feet. It wasn't just that though. There was something about the woman's eyes that Cathy was uncomfortable with.
"May I help you?" asked the woman in a friendly but firm manner.
"Err, yes. My name is Cathy Reynolds. I'm a friend of Janet's. I.."
"Oh yes, Mrs King did mention you. I'm Cornelia, the new Housekeeper. Won't you come in?" interrupted Cornelia.
"Well, I.."
Again, Cornelia interrupted. "Oh, but I insist," she said with a smile and Cathy soon learned why she was so uncomfortable with the older woman's eyes as found herself reluctantly making her way through the hall that led to the living room.
"May I take your jacket?" asked Cornelia and despite her better judgement the twenty-nine year old mother of two removed the pink jacket that matched the colour of her skirt that was just above her knees and handed it to Cornelia who hung it on the banister of the stairs.
"You're very beautiful," declared the housekeeper in a lustful sounding voice, licking her pursed lips as she gazed at the young woman who stood helplessly in her white short sleeved blouse with her shoulder length hair of gold gleaming as the sun's rays beamed through the living room window.
Terrified and finding herself unable to move, Cathy had the strangest feeling her entire body was being scanned by this woman. She tried to protest but found she was unable to utter a word.
"Please, take a seat. I'll bring in the tea," instructed Cornelia. Cathy obeyed and sat without a word.
It was only a few moments later but it seemed like hours to Cathy before Cornelia returned with the tray. She poured the tea and handed the cup to Cathy before taking her own and sipping.
"So, do you know Mrs King a long time?" asked Cornelia.
"Mrs King? Oh, Janet? Yes... Err, yes," responded Cathy confused and unsure of herself.
"Well, Janet and my sister, Mary, were good friends in school. Janet just looked on me as the little sister she never had," continued Cathy.
"Oh, that's very sweet. I know she's very fond of you," said Cornelia smiling.
"Well,I'm very fond of her too," answered Cathy as she gulped the tea uneasily, blushing as she did so.
"There's no need to be nervous, Cathy," said Cornelia as she moved and sat beside the younger woman on the sofa.
"I-I'm not. Look, I must go," a panicked Cathy said, as she looked at her watch.
"Relax, Cathy. You know Janet loves you. Don't you?" asked Cornelia lustfully as she stroked the young woman's golden hair.
"Yes, as a little sister," responded Cathy in shock.
"Oh no, my dear. It's much stronger than that. Let me show you," replied Cornelia as her lips moved forward to meet Cathy's.
Cathy moved back but try as she might she could not break away from Cornelia's gaze. Indeed, as each millisecond passed the older woman's hold got stronger. Finally, as their lips met Cathy felt an inner explosion of lust and desire sweeping through her entire body.
Cornelia broke the kiss and stood up before leading the young woman helplessly to the housekeeper's bedroom.
In the bedroom Cornelia smiled as she moved forward and as before Cathy was neither willing nor able to move. Just like Janet before Cornelia's head swooped down and her lips seized their stricken prey as they met Cathy's moist lips causing yet another surge of lust and desire inside the younger woman.