Steve jumped into the future, to attempt to stop Angel's mother from being killed by the Rogue Storm Trooper.
To be precise, the Storm Trooper had already killed Angel's mother.
Steve was going to try and change history, to erase her death.
The British Temporal Organisation; that effectively controlled Time Travel frowned upon this.
He would have to keep out of the way of any of their Time Agents, during his mission.
He had set the co-ordinates for Angel's mother's house and had expected to materialise underground, as most of the population of Britain lived below the surface.
This was nothing to do with War or defence; it was simply that the British had decided to allow the surface to revert to its original wildness complete with Deer, Wolves and Boars etc.
The British Government could afford to do this, due to the fact that they received massive revenue from selling their Oil to the world.
Or again to be precise, by selling Saudi Arabia's Oil to the world.
The Israeli's had nuked most of the Arab countries in self-defence, however it was discovered that the blasts had disturbed the ground strata, and the Oil fields dried up.
Great Britain, using its secret Time travelling ability, had gone back in time before the Arab's knew about oil.
The British were now drilling for it in the past, and transporting it to 26th Century Britain.
Some of the more influential Arabs had discovered this theft, and had attempted to kidnap the King of Britain.
They had planned to hold him for ransom so they could share in their own oil again.
They had used a damaged Storm Trooper, who in the process had killed six British Aristocrats.
One of these had been Lady Gloria Black, Handmaiden to the King and Angel's mother.
Instead of materialising underground, Steve found himself standing on a well-kept lawn that had a small lake at its centre.
He had jumped to a time the day before the death of Gloria; this was to give himself a chance to acclimatise to the 26th Century.
Swimming in the crystal clear water of the lake was a naked woman; Steve was close enough to see it was Lady Gloria Black.
She was every bit as beautiful as her hologram.
She stopped swimming as she caught sight of him, and just stared at him warily.
'Can I help you?' she enquired politely in a well bred melodious accent.
'Lady Gloria Black?' asked Steve, ' I am a friend of your daughter Angel, my name is Steve.'
'You are a friend of Angela? How strange she has never mentioned you to me. I can see why, you are certainly a fine figure of a man, she was probably trying to keep you for herself the greedy girl.'
Without further ado Gloria swam to the bank nearest Steve, and climbed out of the lake.
As he watched transfixed like a rabbit caught in headlights, she undulated towards him.
Angel was very sexy; her Mother was pure Sex on legs.
He had never seen any woman walk like Gloria, she reminded him of a Tigress as she walked towards him.
Every part of her beautiful naked body; was moving in a blatantly sexual way.
Her large breasts swung delightfully her nipples were sticking out from the effects of the cold lake water, and he could see her naked labia rubbing against each other as her hips swayed.
Tearing his eyes away from her groin, he looked up into brilliant green eyes.
They were staring up at him in a predatory way, common to hunting cats and women in heat.
She stopped inches from him and smiled up at him, she was about a foot shorter than Steve but her confidence in herself was immense.
'There is a towel over there Steve,' she said pointing to a heap to his side.
As well as the towel, there were her clothes scattered about as if she had stripped off as she ran towards the lake.
'Please fetch it for me.'
Wanting to make a good impression on Angel's mum, Steve fetched the large fluffy towel and offered it to her.
'No No dear boy, I need you to dry me please,' she said lifting her arms out from her sides in invitation.
This had the effect of lifting her large firm breasts, not that they needed lifting as like Angels they were firm and natural.
Steve's mouth had gone dry, but he went round behind her and began to rub her back and shoulders with the towel.
'Muuuummmmmmmm, that feels wonderful Steve, but I am sure that my back is dry now' she purred, turning around so his hands were resting on her prominent breasts.
'Make sure I am dry under my breasts, or I might get sore' she instructed looking up at him with a feline smile.
Trying to control his rebellious cock, Steve dried the front of her body, lifting up each firm breast so he could rub underneath it.
'One last bit and I'm all done,' she whispered. 'I'll make it easy for you.'
So saying she turned her back on him and opening her legs, bent forward exposing her naked bottom and pubes to his eyes.
'Be quick Steve, I can't stay like this for too long or I'll get dizzy.'
Steve gently rubbed the towel over her bottom, and between her open legs.
Like her daughter Gloria had no extraneous hair on her body, and therefore her neat little vagina was displayed perfectly for him.
'Make sure all my bits are dry please Steve,' she said looking between her legs at him.
Seeing her bent over naked, and looking up at him from between her legs made Steve smile.
He suddenly found this situation amusing, and decided to play along with this sexy little kitten.
He gently parted her sweet little bum cheeks, and slowly drew the towel down the crease of her bottom.
He then continued between her legs, spreading her labia with his fingers to ensure that the towel dried every bit of her private places.
'Ohhhhh that was so naughty of you Steve, I ask you to dry me down there and now you have made me all wet,' she scolded pouting at him.
'A thousand apologies Lady Black, I stand corrected,' he said contritely.
'I can see you are standing proudly,' she contradicted looking pointedly at his swelling groin.
Her little game over, she seemed to ignore him as she dressed herself in front of his eyes.
He did notice that she took every opportunity to display her breasts and private parts, as she slowly dressed herself.
When she was finished, she stood before him and offered him her hand.
'Pleased to meet you I'm sure, you may call me Gloria; I will call you Steve. Walk with me to the house and tell me how you come to know my daughter.'
Steve accompanied her on the long walk to the large stately home that Gloria referred to as the house.
