Please, may I sit down? I have a delicate matter to discuss with you.
Of course, Emily sat on the moth eaten sofa, and stared at the empty fireplace.
Sir John, I come on the most delicate of missions. I want to apologize to you. I have been rude and inconsiderate toward you. When you visited my house the other evening, I sent you away. I now regret having done so. Will you please accept my apology.
Naturally. Please don't speak of it.
But I feel so bad. Please let me make it up to you. My husband will once again spend the night in London, and I will be alone. I would like you to come and visit me this evening. Come to dinner, Emily smiled at him.
That would be lovely. Thank you.
And after dinner, please do not feel in any hurry to go home. I will have all the time in the world for you. If you understand me, Emily tried to look as seductive as possible in her winter coat and hat.
Yes, I understand perfectly. May I ask what has brought about your change of heart towards me?
You are a very attractive man, and you were correct when you told me my husband treated me badly. He only has eyes for Miss Pemberly. I feel so alone, and I have found my thoughts turning to you more and more often. Please, Sir John, help me to feel a man's desire again.
My dear lady, of course I will do as you ask.
Alright then, I'll be off. I look forward to seeing you this evening.
Emily whistled and the dogs came running from different corners of the garden. When she was out of view of the house, she leaned against a fence and began to cry. Milly came to her and put her head against her leg in a comforting gesture. When she felt able, Emily walked back through the village and up the lane to Sedgefield Hall.
Before dinner, Mary was surprised when Emily asked her to get out a summer dress. It was the most revealing dress Emily possessed. It had no back and a décolleté that just covered her nipples. The bottom half of the dress clung to her buttocks and thighs, showing of her feminine shape. Are you sure, my lady? Mary asked.
Quite sure, Mary, Emily replied.
When Sir John knocked on the door, the dogs barked and Joesph opened it. When he showed Sir John into the room, Sir John stared at Emily's over flowing bust. Joesph tried not to, but he found it impossible.
Joseph, please bring us a whiskey each. I told cook we'll be eating a little later this evening. I want to enjoy a drink or two first.
Yes, my lady. I see, Joseph said as he headed off to get the drinks.
When he returned, Emily lifted her glass and downed her drink in one. Sir John raised an eyebrow, and not wanting to feel left out, did the same.
Simply delicious whiskey, Emily remarked. Let's have another. In all Joseph walked backwards and forwards six times before dinner.
No Sir John, don't sit down at the end of the table, I want you here next to me, Emily said.
When Sir John sat down, Emily noticed he was a little unsteady on his feet. Emily leaned over, and took his napkin. As she did so, Sir John was able to see her bust in all its glory. When she put the napkin over his lap, she noticed something in his trousers twitch.
Joseph poured red wine and Emily once again downed hers in one. Sir John, not wishing to be outdone by a lady, did the same. During the meal they had three glasses of wine each.
When they had finished eating, Emily put her hand on Sir John's and smiled at him. We'll take coffee and brandy in the drawing room, please Joseph, Emily instructed. When Sir John got up, he rocked back and only saved himself from falling by holding onto the back of his chair.
In the drawing room, Emily polished off three brandies. Sir John wasn't able to finish the last one. Emily sat next to him and pulled his drunken head to her bust. “Sir John, before I allow you to have your way with me, I would like to know if you can do something for me?
Anything, he slurred.
Tell me how I can be rid of my loathsome husband, that I may be united with you?
Sir John glanced into Emily’s eyes. Ah, I have just the plan. I have already decided what I will do with him.
Then please, tell me when this will be, for I cannot wait to feel your arms around me as my new husband.
I will execute my plan on Sunday this week, he said as he hiccupped.
Then let's drink to it, Emily said.
Joseph brought another brandy. After downing it in one, Emily pulled Sir John to her and pushed his head into her cleavage. As he inhaled her scent his desire was unable to keep him awake, and he fell asleep between her breasts.
When she'd thrown him off her, Emily called Joseph. Joseph thank you so much for your assistance. I have no idea how you made all those fruit juices look like whiskey, brandy and wine but you did a quite splendid job. Now as I explained, we will execute the second part of the plan now. Take him upstairs take his clothes off and put him in to my bed.
Joseph did as he was instructed and when he was finished, Emily went upstairs to the bedroom. She looked at him lying under the covers in her bed and almost vomited. She drank a glass of water, and composed herself. Next, she changed into her night gown and sat in the arm chair.