Mad Sex Depraved Woman.

The log box and bucket were completely empty this morning and needed ten baskets full to fill them. I was on around the sixth basket when Lady Alex met me at the bottom of the back stairs, I like to kid myself that she was practising the lowering of her stands in preparation for when I take over her well being LOL! Anyway she said not to disappear after I got finished as she needed to see me in the kitchen. Well dreamt I as I lugged up the remaining baskets, the kitchen is as good a place as any, on the TV I’ve seen many a romantic situation entered into over a kitchen table although on this occasion I knew in reality that this kitchen table was not the right place due to the fact that it was the centre of all manner of tails and gossip so I could only assume that Lady Alex wanted me for work – darn it!

When I entered she was just telling the others what needed to be done after his lordships visit, for me she had the list of seeds she would like me to grow and said for me to take a look through it and let her know of any problems and then tomorrow we were to go to see Mr Fenwick in town and get him to make up the order. Also she asked me to remove some roses that weren’t growing properly for some reason as she is going to replace them with some more. She then sent me for the stepladders from the pantry as there was light bulb that needed replacing in her bathroom so I went off and got the ladders and followed her up the stairs, one eye on her beautiful bottom which today was clad tightly in black leggings, the other eye was carefully watching that the ladders didn’t go through any portraits of what are presumably family members watching seemingly with disgust at the garden boy entering the lady’s chamber. One woman in particular looked quite venomous, I’m sure she knows something.

So far all the interaction had been formal and continued this way except I noticed she showed concern about me climbing the ladder and said to be careful. When she tried the new bulb nothing happened, I could tell the lady was not amused. I think I was so pleased to see her after all the time apart I didn’t realise until then that she did seem quite stressed. She turned and left to look for a different bulb telling me to wait there. I didn’t exactly stay right there on the spot, I wanted to take a look in her bedroom, I just wanted to look and take in as much as I could as you never know if you will pick up a weapon for use against the enemy another time. I noticed her bed was not made, presumably Angela or someone does that. I did notice too that there was like a long T-shirt on the pillow, which makes me think that is what she sleeps in, and again it was refreshing to note that it wasn’t anything fancy or real expensive. I could afford to buy that sort of kit, although thinking about it maybe that would be a bad investment as in her case less would definitely be more if you get my drift. I would probably have picked it up to hold but something more interesting took my eye, or at least the lack of it did, I couldn’t see any evidence that his lordship had been there. Surely he wouldn’t clear all his stuff away before leaving early this morning. So I went back in to the bathroom looking for evidence of his presence in there. My hopes were building now, could it be they didn’t sleep together, I can’t believe a guy would have a wife like Lady Alex and not sleep with her but then again I find it hard to believe he can live in London for days on end without seeing her. I have too go without seeing her for days but he doesn’t. I could see nothing in the bathroom to say that he had been there either and was just about to open a cabinet when I noticed the linen basket. It was a wicker one like snake charmers have and I got to thinking maybe he put his stuff in there. The lid was on the floor by the bath so I could see there was plenty of things in there, also there was something red/orange hanging over the side. I never got to look closely at the contents because on closer inspection I saw that the red garment was a pair of lady’s underwear. My heart suddenly started doing that pounding thing again and my hands trembled a little as I checked if the coast was clear before picking up the panties for a closer look. My cock went instantly solid at the sight before me. I don’t have a name for their style other than they looked more like boxer shorts than the normal lady’s panty design. For those who don’t like a lot of information you had better skip to the final paragraph of this post now.

I held the panties to my face and took in deep breaths of my lady’s beautiful scent, it was nothing short of intoxicating. I wanted to keep them and even thought about it I’m ashamed to say but in the end decided not to risk it so after one more fix I put them back in the basket and good thing too as I only just returned to the cabinet by the sink when the bedroom door opened and my sweet heart walked in. I didn’t really pay attention to her as I was trying to get my cock settled in a more presentable position. It was sure going to need a workout before anything could be done in the garden. I did notice her throw something on the bed, and I mean throw and not just gently tossed. I assumed it was the old light bulb or a book or something. She had a look on her face like I hadn’t seen in her before. She looked angry about something or at least a bad mood so I didn’t say anything and waited for her to say something which she did while removing the bulb from the box,

‘Sorry I was gone so long but I had to call his lordships office as he’s left his phone on the kitchen worktop of all places’.

‘That’s a pain’ I replied trying to sympathetic.

‘It’s more than a dam pain’ she said in a ruthful tone before adding, ‘Here, try this one then Jake’.

She now faced me and I immediately saw a change in her, she was now more like her usual self but different somehow. I took hold of the bulb at the same time being transfixed by her gaze. As I took the bulb she sort of held on to it, not enough to stop me taking it but it didn’t leave her hand willingly either if you know what I mean. Whatever it was she did it set my cock off again, it had hardly calmed down from the panty play. I quickly turned to the ladder so as not to embarrass myself. Thankfully this bulb worked, I say thankfully because the ladder seemed a little more unsteady when in possession of a rampant hard on.

I wasn’t aware that my lady had moved back to the ladder as I climbed down and almost stood on her as my right foot left the last step. By the time the left foot left the same step I was nearly hitting the ceiling again but this time without the aid of the ladder. The very hand that only two weeks ago I had been afraid to squeeze too hard for fear of damaging it was now like a vice of steel clamped around my bollocks but not only that her left hand was gripping my upper left arm and her whole body was pressing against the left side of my back causing me to rely heavily on the steps for support. I thought that if a woman ever got you by the bollocks it would be painful and something to be avoided at all costs but not so, this was pure pleasure and my only reason for crying out initially was out of surprise.

I could feel the heat of her body as it pressed against me and I think it was her cheek that brushed my ear as she spoke words that made me think that some other mad sex depraved woman had snuck in to the room when I wasn’t looking.

‘Don’t you dare tell me that you’re fuckin’ gay or I will pull them off (extra tight squeeze) and make you eat them’ she said in a voice that was half way between a growl and a whisper.

It felt like my cock was bursting out of its skin.

‘Fuck, no miss, definitely not’, is all I could spit out as a reply. I was having trouble breathing and now she was rolling my balls round and round in her hand.

‘You’re a horny young fuck Jake’ she said this time with not so much venom in a voice that still possessed menace.

‘I’m not usually this way miss, I can’t help it when you’re around’.

She was now alternating the round and round thing with rubbing and pulling like my balls were one of those executive toys for relieving stress. I thought she looked stressed but fuckin’ hell! (NOTE) I must stress her ladyship out more often.

‘Do you think you’re man enough to handle a real woman then or would you rather do more time with the girlies’ she asked and then to add to the pleasure/torment she did something totally amazing in my ear before nipping the lobe.

I couldn’t speak anymore other than to say that I wasn’t sure but I would love more than anything to try. My head was on my arm which was on one of the steps of the ladder. Since the first question I had been fighting to hold back the sap. It was like – only more intense – when you needed to sneeze but don’t want to draw attention to yourself. The more you fight it the more you think about it building inside you and so the more you needed to do it. I was afraid to do it because I’ve heard that women don’t like you to go shooting off quick like. I wanted to please her more than anything. I wanted to be a man for her and not some kid who couldn’t control himself. But that tongue thing and the voice, god – and the accent all together would make me cum let alone what she was doing with my bollocks.

Then she said, ‘come on then darling, show me how much you want me’. And did the ear thing again.

That was it, I couldn’t hold it.

‘Come on sweetie, let me have it, you will feel so much better for it’.

This woman wasn’t just fuckin with my mind or fuckin my cock, she was doing my whole being, she took my whole body with just her words.

My whole body was trembling and for some reason I started sobbing, I think because when the cum came from me in a rapid series of pulses it like took with it all the pent up emotions of the past two weeks, there was no hiding place in my thoughts any more, also as I say I was terrible afraid I let her down and was embarrassed by that.

‘That’s it fuckin g-o-o-d boy’ she was saying in a soft whisper almost like she was purring as my cock started firing off like it was demented.

I could feel myself flooding my underpants and still she was doing me both with her hand and her voice. Her hand was rubbing and squeezing like she was trying to squeeze the last drops of juice from an orange and her voice kept on encouraging to the same end.

‘Let me have it Jake, show me how much you want me’.

I had no choice, she just took everything and more while all the time encouraging me. Even after I got done and she released me from my duties she kept on saying stuff while caressing my back. She drained my whole body and not just my cock and balls, I wasn’t even sure I could stand without the aid of the steps and still there was this feeling of guilt that I didn’t hold on longer. I tried to say I was sorry for not being able to hold back.

‘Jake, of all the times I’ve wanted you to talk to me this is not one of them. What you just did says more to me than any words ever can, now shut up and kiss me’.

This was said almost like she was telling me off and as she pulled at my left shoulder to indicate for me to face her. She wasn’t angry though, she was smiling and wiped my face with her sleeve. Huh! Some knight I was turning out to be, I was supposed to be the one to wipe away her tears.

I was trying to think how you kiss a woman like this, I’ve kissed my aunt and gran and stuff but I knew that sort of kiss was not for my dear lady. I tried to think how they did it on TV but my mind was still a blank when her hands got the sides of my face and pulled my lips to hers. I thought I was going to let go another shot as our lips touched and I tasted her breath and felt the softness. Her body once again pressed tightly to me like she was trying to make them as one. Then it was over as quickly as it started.

‘I think we need to practise a little more on the kissing don’t you Jake’ she said with the most wicked grin on her face.

I must admit I am quite surprised at how lucid I was, this time two weeks ago I would most certainly be in intensive care if not worse but I was able to quip back an answer that seemed to please her no end.

‘I just hope you are a patient woman miss as I can be quite slow to pick things up at times’.

‘You’d better be getting off now, go by the back stairs and don’t hang around, without meaning to be unkind you look like shit’ she said.

She was right of course, we’d been 30 minutes changing a light bulb although 10 of those minutes had been spent waiting for her while she made the phone call. As I walked past with the ladders she got hold of my arm and gave me one of her melting looks as she said, ‘I feel it too you know Jake, pleased tell me that I can trust you’.

I took her other hand with my free one and looked in to her eyes so she could see the truth and told her, ‘Of course miss, I want to be the one to defend your honour and integrity all of my life, I would rather die than fail in that duty’.

Her knight might need practise at kissing and a few other thinks but he has learnt fast how to reassure and make his lady smile.

‘Oh Jake you’re such a smoothie’ she said teasingly, then went on to point out that I needed to pull my top down a little to hide the big wet patch on the front of my trousers then she said. ‘GO’!

That’s two times that I know of that my lady has come to me with a frown and left with a smile, that makes me feel so good. In fact I felt absolutely brill all day, I mean that’s it isn’t it, no more hiding of feelings, no more wondering if its possible, no more turning back either. I of all people have captured my lady’s heart, now I have to make sure and show her that she can trust me to look after it for her. To this end I left the house by the fuel tank passage having seen or heard no one during my exit. The fuel tank passage is hidden from the house and exits in to the stable block. It’s more important than ever that I operate with stealth. I know that nothing like that must ever happen again in the house and I am going to insist my lady understands this because it’s for her own sake and the sake of our future happiness together.