1. Wind of Change (Circa 1975)


    Date: 2/19/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    persuasive hand gesture, more in the way of a command than an invitation. “I’m sorry but my secretary, Julie Reid has been delayed due to the severe weather conditions,” he said, pointing a finger of disapproval at his shoes bleeding snow on the floor. “After you’ve wiped your shoes I’ll take you to see Caroline Spencer. She’s one of the teachers at the school. Caroline will show you around the premises,” he volunteered, fiddling with a plastic card hanging from a silver chain around his neck, displaying his name and photograph. “My name is Mathew Grainger,” he announced, in a refined ‘I’m-In-Charge voice,’ proudly lifting the card. “I’m the Head of school,” he added, extending his hand. Caroline Spencer greeted him with a soft voice, friendly smile and a business like handshake. The slightest touch from a beautiful woman with dark eyes, firm breasts, slender figure and insanely long legs blossoming from a pair of heels and finishing somewhere under her arms was enough to spark a swelling inside his pants. The feasibility study and the endless meetings with The Headmaster, The Chair of School Governor’s and members of the delegated Parents Group proved to be more extensive than he had anticipated, but the architectural fees were very attractive, so his employers didn’t complain about his time or his input as long as he satisfied their client’s objectives. He made any excuse to visit the school. The meetings and surveys a pretence to see Caroline. And even though their ...
    acquaintances were sometimes only brief, it wasn’t long before he worked his charm and she eventually agreed to have dinner with him. It wasn’t going to be easy getting Caroline into bed. After their first date he quickly discovered that if he wanted to get between her legs he would have to be patient. Even after their fourth date things hadn’t improved, the routine predictable and frustrating, dinner at a restaurant, a few drinks and then back to his flat. And although she appeared to be extremely sexually aroused at his advances and even interacted in brief exchanges of foreplay, when it came to sexual intercourse she always managed to control her emotions. At first he was a little frustrated with her denial, but there were positive signs and he knew it was only a matter of time before she would surrender to the natural forces of human sexual response and welcome him into her body. Her mother and father always left the country during the cold winter months, a peaceful cruise on a luxury ship somewhere in the Caribbean. Caroline didn’t mind. She had the house to herself. Buckingham Palace was the last time he had seen metal gates that were so impressive. Snowflakes danced in silent pirouettes from the early morning sky, floating in whispers of white feathers before settling on the ground like a butterfly resting on a flower. The car tyres crunched in the fresh snow, the windscreen wipers squeaking a painful tune across the glass, the splendour of the tree line drive and the endless ...
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