of a
lady waving her hand to me from a gig coming down the road which our
summer house commanded. In an instant I recognised Mrs. Vincent. To run
down the hillock, unbolt the private door, and welcome her to our
house, was the work of a moment. I begged her to get out and walk to
the house through the grounds, her servant could drive round to the
stables and wait there. She did so at once. I never said a word of all
being absent until I had her safe in the summer house. Without a word I
seized her round the waist, and pressing her back on the couch, quickly
unbuttoned my trousers, and pulling up her petticoats, was pushing my
stiff prick against her belly before she was almost aware of my
intentions.

"My dear Charlie," she cried, "what are you at? We shall be discovered,
and it will be my ruin."

"Oh, no, my ever loved Mrs. Vincent; they are all away to town, and we
have nothing to fear."

She loved me too well to make further resistance; on the contrary,
seconding me with all her accustomed art, we both quickly sunk in all
the voluptuous raptures of satisfied desire. I would not quit my
position, but kissing her rapturously, I shoved my tongue into her
mouth, and stopped her remonstrances. The excitement of meeting her
after a two months' separation stimulated my passions to the utmost,
and with hardly bated breath I began a fresh career, but with more
moderation and greater pains to make her a perfect participant in the
raptures I myself was receiving. She thoroughly enjoyed it, and being
relieved from any fear of surprise, after my informing her of the
absence of all the family, she gave way to all the force of her ardent
amorous propensities, enjoyed our delicious fuck thoroughly, and spent
at the same time as myself with screams of satiated passion. After this
I withdrew. She kissed me most tenderly, and said I was as bad and wild
a boy as ever, that she loved me too tenderly ever to refuse me
anything I desired, and begged me to sit by her side and talk of old
times.

"No," I said, "on the contrary, tell me all about yourself; I have not
seen you since your marriage day, and I want to know how the after-part
went off. I was in dread lest our embracings should have left traces
that would make your husband suspect you were not all he had
anticipated."

"You are a strange boy, my dear Charlie, and more of a man in every way
than many ten years older than yourself. Who would have thought such
ideas would hav