After enjoying the evening’s repast and sitting through the dull conversations of a number of visiting nobles, I returned to my bedchamber after a long day. I laid myself on the bed and closed my eyes, weary with the day’s trivialities. What my grandnephew gets to look forward to, I thought.
Someone knocked upon the chamber door.
“Enter.”
The door swung open and Lady Catherine, still in her burgundy dress with white lace trim, slipped into the room. She closed the door and walked over to me as I lay on my four-poster bed.
“My Lord,” she said. “You summoned me?”
“Have you collected the coin from the Exchequer and sent it on to your father?”
“I have, my Lord.” She paused. “I was wondering how you wanted me to pay the debt for you.”
“You shall start working it off tonight,” I said. “As to when you will be done working off the debt, I will let you know. It may take you some time.”
“How shall I begin?” Catherine asked.
“You can begin my removing your dress,” I commanded.
“Sir?”
“You heard me.” Nodding dumbly, Catherine unbuttoned the bodice of her dress. She pulled her arms out of the sleeves and then pushed the dress down off her hips to the floor where it puddled around her feet. Catherine stood there shivering in a white thigh-length silk chemise.
“Remove that as well.” She slipped the straps off of her shoulders and the chemise fell on top of her dress. Fully undressed, Catherine stood with her youthful breasts standing at attention.
I stood out of my bed and stepped behind the noblewoman. I reached around her, taking her firm breasts in my hand, feeling them swell at my touch. I slowly kneaded them, discerning the quickened breathing of the woman. I stroked her stiffened nipples and heard Catherine take in a sharp breath. Gently, I slid one hand down her silky skin to her womanhood. I began to caress her lips and fondle her clit. Soon, I was rewarded with a soft moan from Catherine’s mouth.
“I have been alone for so long,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re in for a long night.”
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