The new business thrives, and Tilly continues her relationship with Harry.
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The management team of Henri, Margaret, Tilly, and Violet decided to modify the name of their new property to "Bagnigge Wells Gardens." There were four parts to the business. First, the elaborate gardens would be maintained and open to the public for walking and picnics. This would be good public relations. Second, the health spa which incorporated several of the mineral springs. Third, the large house would be used for prostitution. Entry would be for members only and the exterior would give no sign of its purpose. Fourth was the stand- alone pub, which would be open to the public for food and drink. It would also serve liquor in the House. The proximity to London made it very popular with middle class merchants.
John quickly proved his worth with the pub. He had contacts in the area, and it opened almost immediately. It was his idea to have "take away" available for the garden crowd. They were busy every night. A cook came in over the weekend to help with the increase in food orders. He hired Harry as a full-time gofer and it eased John's workload. He and Violet lived together and had an active sex life.
Violet also quickly settled into her role as the Madam. A natural, strong leader, she avoided drama, while maintaining discipline. She had known most of the girls for years and they accepted her as the boss. To increase business quickly she spread the word to cabbies and hotel bellmen that if their name was mentioned by a new customer, they would receive a tip.
Tilly's role as general manager was certainly in her wheelhouse. She supervised John and Violet. Other responsibilities included the gardens and health spa. She hired an experienced gardener away from another private garden. He hired and supervised the ground crew. Spa resorts in the early 19
th
century needed to meet he eccentricities and glamour of their Georgian visitors. Tilly hired the manager of the spa in Cheltenham that the Royal family attended. He didn't bring the Monarch's business, but many clients did follow him to Bagnigge.
The relocation and opening of each of the businesses took great effort on everyone's part. Tilly maintained a room on the fourth floor of Bagnigge Wells House because of the long hours she was putting in the business. It was the largest of only two suites on the top floor. Violet and Jack lived in the other.
About a month after everything was functional, Tilly set aside some time to spend with Harry. He had been dutifully making his deposit every other day, but they had not again engaged in oral ecstasies. When Harry arrived that night, she had a hot bath waiting.
"Let me undress you," she requested, as she closed the door.
"Sure. I told my mother I would be working late. So, I can stay as long as you want."
Tilly smiled at the idea of keeping him overnight. She unbuttoned his work shirt and pulled it out of the pants. He tried to help, but she play-slapped his hand. She tossed the newly removed shirt on a chair. Next, she untied the waistband of his pants. They slid off his hips and puddled at his feet. She took his hand and helped him step out of them. The pants' puddle joined the shirt on the chair. He was clearly hard causing a large bulge in his underwear. Reaching down to 'adjust' himself, resulted in another slap to his hand.
Harry was embarrassed about his cock sticking out almost straight away from his body. This feeling was exacerbated when Tilly stepped back to fully observe how the cloth was holding his manhood from going vertical. She reached out and ran a finger along his length. He shivered from the gentle stimulation. She grasped him in her fist and stroked rapidly through the cloth. He went up on his toes and thought he might cum right then. But Tilly stopped after only a few seconds. She released his cock and pulled the underwear down. He stepped out of them and waited to see what she wanted him to do.
Tilly was hungry and thought about taking him right then. His cock was stone hard and pointing at the ceiling. There was a cute little dollop of precum on the tip. What she had planned for later was the only thing that kept her from ravishing him now.
"Now I want you to undress me. Take your time and ask if you have any questions."
"I will. Where should I start?"
"Why don't you take off my boots and stockings."
Tilly was wearing a two-piece dress in royal blue. The boned corset top featured piping, a decorative ribbon, and 'look-at-me' lace along the neckline. The matching skirt was scandalously short for the time. She wore tasseled kidskin boots and silk stockings held up by garters. She moved to a settee and stretched her legs out. She felt it was incredibly erotic to watch Harry's cock sway as he walked and kneeled to remove her boots. After the first one was off, he began working on the buckle of the second. She used her silk stockinged foot to gently poke his balls and cock. He kept trying to move out of the way.
"Be still. You know you love it."
"I do but I'm afraid I'll cum too early. It feels extremely good."
She stopped but asked, "What's the most times you've cum in an evening."
She knew immediately she had jogged a memory because Harry's face turned a bright red.
"Tell me. I know you thought of something."
Harry couldn't understand how she knew what he was thinking even as his nose almost glowed red.
"I couldn't. It's too embarrassing. You'll laugh."
"I won't laugh. I want to hear about it. It's sexy to share."
"Oh, alright. I'll tell you. But if you laugh, I won't finish."
"That's fair, but I promise I'm not going to laugh."
"Well, OK. This was several years ago, before I started working for John. A young woman lived next door. She didn't have a tub and used ours every couple of weeks. My room shared a thin wall with the washroom. There was, uh, a crack in the wall... anyway I could see through... see the tub. I had never seen a woman and so... uh, I decided to look. She undressed... had huge tits and uh I came quickly. I pulled up my pants and sat on my bed. She uh, she was humming and well, I went back to look some more."
While he was talking, he finished with the second boot. Tilly pulled up her dress and pointed at the garters. She showed him how to roll the stockings down. He worked on that while continuing to tell the story.
"So, I watched for a while and got hard again. I took off my pants and after a few minutes I came again. Anyhow, I think she knew I was there. She was staring right at me and then she started playing with her coochie."
Tilly smiled at his slang term for vagina. She had never heard it before.
"Wait, you promised you wouldn't laugh."
"I haven't laughed. I'm just smiling because I am enjoying your story. Please continue."
"Oh, just... never mind. So, she spread her legs and showed me everything. After a while she was breathing really fast, but she never took her eyes off me. Then she kinda squealed a little bit and jerked, which made some water splash on the floor. I came for the third time and then went limp quick. I pulled my pants up and went outside. When she finished and went home, she walked by me and winked. So, I knew, she knew."
"That's a really good story. So tonight, we'll try and get you off four times. Would you like that?"
"Yes, I would. But what about you? You should do it too."
