door. I
heard her use the night vase, and then she opened my door, at once
coming to my bed side. Seeing me awake and quite flushed, she kissed
me, and whispered--
"Have you not been to sleep, Charles?"
"No, ma'am," I answered, in the same subdued tone, "I could not sleep."
"Why, dear boy?"
"Because I was going to sleep with you."
Her lips pressed mine, and her soft hand, thrust under the clothes;
sought for and caressed my stiff-standing prick--it was as hard as iron.
"Poor boy, I am afraid you have been suffering. How long has it been in
this state?"
"All the evening, ma'am, and I did think you were such a long time in
coming."
"Well, Charles, I could not come sooner without causing suspicion--I
thought Miss Evelyn was suspicious, so I pretended to have no desire to
go to bed; and even when she showed evident symptoms of drowsiness
after her long ride, I rallied her upon it, and begged her to sit up
with me yet a little; until at last she could hold out no longer, and
begged me to let her retire. I grumblingly complied, and she is thrown
completely off any scent on our account, as she could never suppose I
was impatient as you to come here. I shall undress as fast as possible,
and then do my best to relieve you of this painful stiffness. Get up,
shut this door, and come to my bed. My room has an inner baize door,
and we shall there be certain of not being overheard."
I instantly complied, and she commenced undressing. Every detail of her
charming toilet was devoured by my greedy eyes. Her smooth, glossy, and
abundant hair, arranged in braids, was neatly fastened in under a
coquettish lace cap with pretty blue ribbons. Her _chemise de nuit_ of
the finest, almost transparent cambric was edged with fine openwork.
She looked devine. The drawers of the commode contained scent bags of
that peculiar odour which is generally found to perfume the persons of
the most seductive women. In another moment she was in bed, clasping me
in her arms.
"Now, Charles, you must be a good boy, and make no noise, and allow me
to teach you your first love lesson, see I will lay myself down on my
back, thus--do you place yourself on your knees between my out-spread
thighs--there, that is a darling--now let me lay hold of your dear
instrument. Now lay yourself down on me."
I placed myself on her beautiful smooth and white belly and pressed
against the hair of her mount. With her long taper fingers she guided
my prick--I
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