She read the notice in the Kansas City Herald and wired Nathan immediately. Her wire read:
Applying for Bride position. I’ve never been married and don’t want the emotional encumbrances of the usual domestic situation. My doctor states that I am fit and healthy and fertile. In addition, I’ve been told that my shape is pleasing to men. My name is Victoria Manning. Waiting for your reply.
Chapter Two
On the same day that Nathan received Victoria’s wire, Nathan’s secretary, Henrietta Donnelly, entertained Artimis Gordon.
Henrietta should have taught grade school. She had a child’s innocence and trust. Men liked her. She had a fine figure, tending toward generosity in her bust and hip and frugality in her waist topped by a pleasant smile.
She leaned on his bony chest. “We’re going to share a bed today aren’t we? It’s alright, as long as we get married, and we’re getting married fairly quickly. You said we would.”
Artimis had few discernable or available emotions. Victoria and Nathan kept their emotions in reserve. Artimis simply didn’t have any. He put his arms around Henrietta and said, “Next Tuesday is the day. By the way, you’re wearing far too many clothes if we’re to do anything physical.” He remembered to jack his mouth into a smile when he said it.
“Oh Artimis, you’re so naughty. Just stand there and I’ll get rid of these clothes.”
Artimis hated the word ‘naughty’. It sounded silly and weak to him. He knew his business, however, and needed the temporary help of someone like Henrietta. He just wished she was a little less like Henrietta and a little more like someone else. Preferably, a deaf/mute.
Henrietta stepped back from Artimis. “Stand there. I’ve been practicing this.”
She wore very little which Artimis appreciated because her attempt at a strip tease didn’t work. It didn’t matter when she’d taken all her clothes off. Her body was good enough to stoke his fires.
He stripped and took Henrietta in his arms for a long kiss. He counted the seconds in his mind. When his internal voice reached ten, he broke the kiss and pushed her to her knees in front of him.
It had taken some time to persuade Henrietta to give oral sex and more to teach her how to do it. She’d learned to use her tongue effectively and how to add more stimulation with her hands. She made a great deal of noise. Artimis had heard hogs at a trough that made fewer slurping and wetly, sucking sounds. It didn’t matter. Today was the final day.
He pulled her off her knees and stood her upright. He made his voice gentle and tender. “That was wonderful, dear. Now let me touch you for a few minutes. I do so enjoy it.”
He turned her around. Artimis wished she were taller. He liked to place his erection in the cleft in a woman’s posterior and move it up and down. Her rump was too low for him to use.
He buried his mouth in her soft, delicious neck and brought one hand around to hold and stimulate her left breast and slid the other between her legs. Thankfully, she wasn’t coy. No games for Henrietta. She loved being touched and showed it.
Artimis worked her body like a contractor building a structure. He rolled the little button between her legs and twisted and pulled the little bud on her breast until he felt her hips scrubbing against his finger and the nipple get hard and pointed like a tent. A few seconds later, she dropped her head back on his shoulder and moaned. He said, “Let’s slip into bed. It’s much more comfortable there.”
Once between the sheets, he positioned her on her back and laid down next to her. He gave her a kiss that lasted thirty seconds and stimulated the other breast. He put his hand to work between her legs and added a finger inside her sheath.
She always found his erection with her right hand at this point. Her soft hand was quite pleasant.
He stayed with the same procedure until her legs fell open and she began to writhe on the bed then he boosted himself between her legs and introduced the head of his cock to the opening of her sheath. He checked to make sure her eyes were closed then pushed his hips forward slowly. She liked the initial thrust. It seemed to affect her more than anything he did, and he wanted her relaxed and happy afterwards. He had a question for her that meant a great deal of money, and she had to be too exhausted to notice its importance.
She arched her back and groaned as the head of his cock expanded her opening. She gasped twice as his cock sank inside her and her entrance contracted around him.
He penetrated her slowly, but relentlessly, until he filled her completely.
She went through all of the way-points he needed to insure her arousal. Her chest reddened, and her hips lifted searching for more of his erection. Her eyes stayed half-closed, and she wasn’t looking through them.