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all?’
    ‘Any way you want me. But don’t think I’ll be so foolish as to let you trick me like you did this time.’ He kissed her cheek lightly, even lovingly, Gael thought. Had he genuinely been making love to her before? Her body trembled at the exchange. He’d accepted her challenge. Now she must be very careful to keep control. There was no way she was going to let the gardener get the best of her, in or out of bed, even though he had become virtually irresistible. But she knew she must have him soon – and fully – but on her own terms. She couldn’t stand this cat-and-mouse affair much longer.
    She pulled away from him. ‘You’re on, Mr Flanders. I’ll catch you unawares and have you in whatever way I choose. So – be careful.’
    Still stripped below the waist, with her T-shirt up to expose her breasts, Sophie was standing by the scullery door. Her eyes were wide as she listened to the exchange.
    Flanders half turned, looked at her and then at Gael. His penis was fully hard again, Gael assumed from the stimulation of her challenge. She saw a fleeting glint of lust in his cold blue eyes.
    ‘Come here,’ he growled, pointing to the table.
    Sophie came obediently.
    ‘Bend over,’ he hissed.
    She bent, her breasts against the scrubbed-wood surface as she stretched her arms out.
    ‘Open your legs wide so I can see all of your pussy.’ He looked triumphantly at Gael as the housemaid did as he bid. The redhead pushed her feet apart as widely as she could. Now her sexual lips stood out from the stretched membranes of her loins, the opening between them gaping at the triumphant man.
    He moved behind her, his eyes still fixed on Gael’s. He slapped the redhead’s bottom hard then sank his penis into her open cleft.
    Gael sprang forward. She tried to pull him off her, but he was too strong and too determined. He simply grinned at her as he buried his cock deep inside Sophie’s moist channel.
    ‘What’s the matter, miss?’ he joked. ‘Do you want to take her place?’
    Gael slapped him hard across the head but it seemed not to deter him. Then she glowered as Sophie began to moan, ‘Oh yes. Oh yes. Do me, Todd. Do me hard.’
    Gael stepped back and glared.
    Flanders spread the housemaid’s labia with his thumbs and pumped himself into her strongly, a wide grin on his face.
    ‘See, miss. She’s still my loyal slave.’ He slapped Sophie’s leg.
    Gael glowered as the girl pushed out her vulva and sheathed his whole shaft with a sigh of deep-felt pleasure. As she pushed back at him, his testes jolted between her thighs, and she cried, ‘Yes. Oh yes. Fuck me, you bastard – fuck me.’
    He took her steadily, making her jolt against the table, her nipples sliding on the wood. At the extremity of his stroke he thrust so deeply into the girl that her buttocks bulged out around his buried member.
    Gael turned and strode away just as the girl let out another cry of ‘Yes’, and shuddered violently as she climaxed for a second time.
    Gael couldn’t stop herself from turning at the doorway. As she fixed her eyes on Flanders’ face, he pulled out of the redhead, aimed his phallus at Gael and spurted into the air. It was a gesture of defiance as well as one of triumph and served to show her just how potent he was.
    She slammed the kitchen door and stormed along thepassage. At that moment she knew that she had become jealous of Sophie. She guessed that he knew it too. His brashness and his strength and that subtle hint of romance had caught her off guard. But why was she resisting the temptation? She knew why. He’d taken her for granted and he’d challenged her. To drop her knickers and bend over the table for him to have her like Sophie would only feed his ego, and she would lose face. No – she would make him work hard for what she wanted him to do with her.
    ‘My God,’ she whispered to herself as she scampered up the stairs. ‘What the hell have I started now?’

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The Voyeur
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