1. Alice The Quiet One


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: GirlyWorld, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    I was traveling through the Cotswolds in the United Kingdom, developing a farming article for one of the national newspapers when this story happened. As a young reporter of twenty-nine, I was just beginning to make a name for myself. So far, I had visited three separate farms. I was staying in a different bed & breakfast each time for a couple of nights while I interviewed the farmers and their workers about the declining government subsidies since the recession. It wasn’t a very glamorous assignment, but somebody had to do it and if it attracted enough attention, it would be another feather in my cap. That evening I was staying at the White Oak Cottage, a little four-bedroom B&B run by a charming landlady in her forties called Ms. Brooks. She had been telling me about how she had divorced and decided to invest in the cottage to make some money while raising her young daughter, Alice. It hadn’t been an easy life, but now that Alice was eighteen and working on the local farm, they had enough revenue for a few extra luxuries. For example, the large screen TV in the living room where we were sitting comfortably in front of an open fire. “Of course, in winter there are fewer guests,” she said. “In fact, there’s only you here until Saturday.” “I see,” I said. “Well, I’m going to make the most of your charming cottage. It’s my last couple of days in the countryside before I head back to the city.” Just as I was finishing my sentence, a young girl wearing a short pale blue summer ...
    dress walked into the room. She was stunning, with gorgeous long wavy blond hair and light blue eyes. She smiled at me before sitting in the armchair opposite. “This is Alice,” said Ms. Brooks, “and this is Mr. Kendall.” “Hello Mr. Kendall,” said Alice. “Would you like another cognac?” Ms. Brooks asked. “Yes please,” I answered. As the landlady stood up to reach for the bottle of cognac, I glanced at Alice. She was twiddling her hair and staring at me in a very alluring manner. I couldn’t tell if she was deliberately teasing me or if it was just innocent curiosity. I had to break away from looking at her and stare at one of the paintings for a few moments. When I looked back at her, she hadn’t moved an inch and was still staring at me. She smiled as though she knew she had caused me to look away, and then shifted in her chair and looked at her mother. “There, Mr. Kendall,” said Ms. Brooks, “that will keep you warm for the night.” “Thank you,” I responded, “it’s just what I need at the end of a long day.” Ms. Brooks and I sat there continuing our earlier conversation while Alice quietly listened in, looking quite bored. Each time I looked at her she smiled shyly and then looked down at her lap. It was very endearing. I had a feeling she would have liked to have joined in the conversation, and I certainly wanted to talk to the beautiful young lady. Her mother was ignoring her as if she wasn’t even in the room. I was just about to ask Alice for her opinion on the previous month’s ...
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