Free A Chamber of Delights by Katrina Young

whispered. ‘Lie on the table.’ She pushed him gently back.
    In a moment, she had him laid back on the table, his legs apart, his eyes still closed. He raised his hips as she ringed his shaft and began to masturbate him slowly. She sucked his glans and licked his balls. She lifted them aside and ran her tongue between his scrotum and his inner thigh.
    Now he rested on his elbows grinning down at her. ‘You tease. You’ve done this before, haven’t you?’
    She gave him a little smirk and licked his balls. ‘So, now do you think I’m so naïve?’
    He reached for her breast but she pushed him down.‘Lie still. I want to enjoy you more before you have me, Mr Flanders. I want you as big as I can get you before you fill that “tight little slit” between my legs.’
    He moaned as she plucked his nipples with her lips. She nuzzled up to him and whispered in his ear, ‘I want to sit on top of you.’ She took his cock and squeezed. ‘And I want to feel this in my quim. But please don’t look as I undress.’
    ‘Why not?’
    ‘Because I’m very shy. Close your eyes.’
    He pretended to close his eyes but she saw the lids flutter.
    She slapped his arm playfully and tied a tea towel around his head and pulled it tight. ‘Now lie still and don’t you dare move a muscle.’ Her lips reached his mouth. She kissed him gently and withdrew, just as he’d done to her.
    ‘Don’t be long,’ he growled. ‘And don’t try to run away. I’ll chase you and catch you if you do. Then I’ll spread you out on this table and tease you until you scream for me to make you come.’
    She whispered back as she nipped his earlobe, ‘Promises like that will get you nothing, Mr Flanders. Remember, I’m your mistress. You do exactly as I want you to or you find another job.’
    He smiled wryly. ‘Don’t threaten me, you vixen. Now get your clothes off or I’ll strip them for you.’
    She rubbed his penis slowly and made him sigh, smiling widely as she kissed the tip. She went quickly to the door and beckoned. Sophie was at the sink in the kitchen. Then she put her finger to her lips to tell Sophie not to make a sound as she whispered in her ear, ‘Do you want to get your revenge on Todd Flanders for the way he treated you last night?’
    Sophie put her head on one side. Then she nodded, clearly puzzled by Gael’s behaviour.
    Gael drew the girl into the scullery, and put her handover the open mouth as Sophie spotted Flanders lying naked on the table, his eyes bound by the tea towel. She looked at Gael with astonishment as Gael raised his penis and sucked slowly on the glans. ‘I’ve taken all my clothes off, Mr Flanders,’ she said brightly, ‘but you’ll have to imagine what I look like naked. Perhaps if you’re very good, I’ll let you take the blindfold off later.’ She licked his testes. ‘Now I’m going to sit on top of you. I want to feel you slip inside me very slowly. Lie still.’
    He sighed.
    Gael slipped Sophie’s skirt off quickly, skimming the fair-skinned buttocks with her palm. She wanted to stroke the mons with its mass of ginger hair, but there was no time for that.
    The nonplussed maid stood in her T-shirt, naked below the waist, her prominent mons pushed out as she swayed her hips.
    Gael signed to her to get up on the table. Sophie caught on quickly to the game. Gael swallowed hard as the girl knelt over the gardener’s hips, the swelling vulva plainly visible between her legs. Its lips were already moist, the inner lining of her cleft a dark pink against the paleness of her thighs. Gael wanted to put her mouth to it and run her tongue deep between the lips. But Sophie spread her legs and lowered herself on to the man as she yanked his cock up hard. How Gael wanted to strip herself and press her own purse over that cock. She needed to feel its heat.
    Sophie looked down between her legs. She grasped the girth of his shaft in both her hands and stroked it to make it harder. She held it, taut and