Indiscretion(13)

“Ah, and here she comes now your majesty. Tell me is she not the most beautiful specimen? I hear tell she learned plenty at the French court.”

“Oh really?” I looked towards the young woman and had to admit she did possess a rare beauty. Her golden locks, unlike the other women’s, were worn in loose fat curls with barely a bit of lace ribbon holding it in place.

She moved with a certain grace that drew the eye and she was rather beautiful of form. I felt a strange sensation down my spine and turned my head slightly to see my brother’s widow Cecile following my gaze before returning her eyes to me, then looking quickly away.

What was that look on her face just then? Surely it could not be what I thought it to be. I returned my attention to Percy, but something had gone out of the evening. I should just take her and be done with it. Maybe then this raging need would cease and I can find peace of mind again.

I felt the moment she left the room and silently scolded myself for being fanciful. There was no use dwelling on my sister in law, there was no way I would ever defile her.

“Here she comes your majesty.” I turned just in time to see the young woman in question dance by on the arm of some young nabob. Her laugh when it rang out was almost as beautiful as she and I had to agree she was very fare to look at. But nowhere near…I cut my thoughts off.

Georgina and her suitor danced by again. She made eye contact over the shoulder of the young man who seemed to be valiantly trying to win her favor. But I knew from the look she gave me that she wasn’t hearing a word he said.



I can’t say I was surprised to find her awaiting me in my bed later that evening when the festivities were at an end.

“Milady?” I dismissed my man who had been waiting to get me ready for bed, before I closed and secured the door, as I made my way towards the chair in the corner, to remove my boots.

She said not a word just followed me with her eyes as I stood to drop my breeches. I disrobed leaving my garments on the floor as I walked towards her supine form on the bed.

She was naked and ready for me, one leg bent at the knee, the other laying spread wide so that I could easily see the wild honey gold bush that grew there. Her pink cunny peeped out from between her folds as she ran her finger sensuously along her thigh.

I covered her body neither of us uttering a word as my lips covered hers. I realized for the first time since my youth that I wasn’t in the mood.

The realization jolted me but not as much as my reasons. Cecile. Ever since she became free she has plagued my mind, my every thought morning noon and night.

I shook my head to clear it of the images forming there as I pushed my hand between the thighs of the warm willing woman beneath me. Her fingers wrapped around my rod and tugged gently before gaining in pressure and speed.

I left her lips and pulled out of her hand, moving up her body until my cock rested against her lips. She opened her mouth like a baby bird and with her eyes looking into mine, licked my juices from the tip of my rod.

My hand around her throat got her to open up and I pushed more of my cock flesh into her mouth until she gagged. I didn’t stop even when she was in danger of losing her breath.

I was angry. Angry at her, at myself, because she wasn’t who I wanted. But I could never have what I wanted, will never know this with her. So why shouldn’t I enjoy the offerings of this young beauty?

I couldn’t get her face out of my head. That last look she sent my way once she caught me watching the beautiful Georgina. What did it mean? And why did it feel as if I were betraying her?

The nails digging into my flesh brought me back to the present and I realized I was choking her. I had driven my cock too far down her neck. I pulled out and fucked her mouth gently. “My apologies milady.”

I eased out of her mouth and made my way back down her body until my head was between her legs. Her cunny had the scent of flowers and the taste of spices. Her hands took hold of my head as she lifted her legs and begged me to fuck her tight cunny.

Unlike my usual conquests, I had no interest in prolonging this particular coupling, so I gave her what she wanted. Moving up her body once more and driving into her without care until she cried out. “Oh your majesty.”

The harder I fucked her the more she wanted. She threw her cunny up at me wildly and took my cock like a well-trained paramour.

Maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe I had grown tired of the ease with which most women came to my bed, obviously in hopes of gaining some boon.

Cecile was so pure in my eyes. Even in her grief she hadn’t turned to me for anything. I fucked into the cunny I was currently held snugly in, but the face in my head belonged to someone else.

I found no pleasure in the nails dragging themselves down my back. No prowess in the groans that came from her as her body erupted. Nothing at all when my seed burst forth from me.