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by Cristiano Caffieri

Wally Fitzhugh had been brought up with a silver spoon in his mouth, he’d wanted for nothing. He went to the best schools, went on frequent expensive vacations and had never done a stroke of work until his father died. Suddenly he was in charge of a vast estate with tenanted farms and cottages spread over miles of picturesque hills in Northern England.

Being away at school most of the time he knew little about the estate and even less about his father. He also in the process of studying for the Church and that was a far cry from dealing with tenants and managing accounts. And he was in for a real shock when he started to rummage through his father’s papers. Much to his chagrin, he discovered that his old dad was a bit of a tyrant. He charged his renters top dollar and did as little as he could in the way of improvements or maintenance.

Wally spent his first days as Lord of the Manor by going from farm to farm, cottage to cottage listening to all their grievances and by the end of each day, he was worn out and depressed. His mother told him not to be so sentimental and appeared to be on his late father’s side.

On the third day of his rounds, he called on Rose Cottage, a delightful little place standing all on its own by a small stream, and as the name suggested it was covered in rambling roses. The tenant turned out to be a very attractive young woman about his own age and he was a little mystified why she was living alone in an isolated spot like that.
Her named turned out to be Lisbeth, which he thought was a pretty name for a pretty woman. She was a little flustered when she opened the door but once she calmed down, and introductions had been made, she invited him for a cup of tea.

The house inside was just as well kept as the outside, in fact, he wondered where on earth she got the money to furnish it so expensively. Even the tea service was of the finest china.

She offered him a piece of Seed Cake, which he declined and then he got down to business.

“I’ve come to talk about the rent and whether there are things that need fixing,” he began.

“I never paid rent when your father was alive,” she sniffled and then broke down sobbing uncontrollably.

Wally was felt quite uncomfortable sitting there as she tried to speak between sobs.

“I’m upset about your father,” she managed to say, having a job to catch her breath.

Wally was shocked, none of the other tenants seemed to care a fuck, most of them seemed glad he’d gone.

“I don’t know how to tell you this but – I was his mistress,” she said.

“The lucky old fucker,” he thought to himself. It was hard to believe that his bombastic fifty-year-old father could land a chick like her.

“So you paid no rent.”

“Nor utilities,” she added, “He looked after all my needs and I looked after his.”

Wally was scared to think about his father’s needs and he was hoping his mother wouldn’t hear about any of it.

“I don’t want to betray your father’s memory,” she continued, “But I could offer you the same arrangement.”

He was shocked by the suggestion but he was having quite a battle to keep his imagination under control as he looked at her cleavage heaving up and down.

“I don’t think that would be very ethical,” he replied, “I don’t think men should demand favors from a lady in exchange for things like rent, or anything for that matter.”

“You’re quite old-fashioned aren’t you,” she smiled, “I like that in a man.”

“It’s not a matter of being old-fashioned, it doesn’t seem right.”

“You think I’m a whore don’t you,” she blubbered, completely changing her demeanor, “You think I’m unclean.”

“No, no, no!” he cried, “I think you’re a very sweet and a very lovely person but…”

“You don’t fancy fucking me.”

“You are putting words in my mouth,” he stammered, “I would love to fuck you it’s just that…” his words faded out as she had gotten up from her chair and was now standing behind him with her cheek next to his. Her perfumed was intoxicating and he felt his dick pressing hard against his pants.

“Why don’t we go upstairs and make love – just so that you can appreciate what I have to offer,” she whispered in his ear, “Or are you afraid.”

Wally didn’t want her to think he was intimidated by her so he agreed to go upstairs but only to examine the ceiling for any leakage. As he followed her slowly up the steps he could see right up her short dress, all the way to her white briefs. Her legs were long and slender just like his Nanny’s were when he was a child. Wally often fantasized about her and once stole one of her bras and slept with it under his pillow. He even thought he might still have it somewhere.

When they entered the bedroom it took his breath away. It was more like what you’d see in a harem than a cottage. His father, who never threw anything away that could be patched, had treated his mistress like royalty.

Lisbeth kicked off her shoes and flopped onto the bed, her skirt rode up so her panties were exposed and Wally was beginning to perspire.

“Come and lie here and try it out it’s so comfortable – it cost your father a fortune,” she said.

He didn’t see any point in resisting her charms anymore and so he kicked off his shoes and joined her. The large lump in his pants attracted her immediate attention and she started to stroke it.

Feeling he was betraying all his principles but not caring a fuck, he quickly slipped out of his pants and underwear. She very sensually wiggled out of her dress and panties, causing her unfettered breasts to bounce around in the most provocative manner.

Once they were both naked she began to whisper sweet things in his ear as her fingers gently caressed his balls. At one point she bent over and released a big gob of spit on the end of his cock and then rubbed the end with the palm of her hand.

Wally body was a taught as a cross bow and ready to shoot a bolt, then with a faint smile on her face she straddled his dick and lowered herself down on it. When all of it was engorged in her hairy twat she moved slowly up and down, and taking his hands she placed them on her beautiful perky tits.

He didn’t want to hurt her but he squeezed them hard as she began to ride him like a cavalry officer, with a straight back and a look of determination on her face. It started off as a walk, developed into a trot and then into an all out charge as she crashed her ass against his groin.

Wally squeezed harder and harder on those tits as he felt his cum moving upwards and he let out a yell as shot his load into her hot wet cavity. She didn’t stop right away but when he released her tits she eased off.

Getting up from the bed she quickly went into the bathroom while he lay there panting with his knob still dripping cum. When she reappeared she announced that it was all cleaned up and he could lick her out if he wanted to. He wanted to.

Lisbeth sat on his face with the lips of her cunt squashed against his mouth. He worked his tongue around the juicy pink folds as she kept repeating, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” As she got more and more emotional he reached up and grasped those tits again and then increased his sucking and licking until she screamed.

As soon as she’d stopped bouncing and twitching from her orgasm she flopped beside him and whispered, “Fuck me, please fuck me.”

Wally rammed it into her with a great deal of force and then like a wild man he pounded her pussy until he blew a monster load deep inside of her. She went hysterical for a few minutes but then, when she had quietened down, she asked if they could keep the agreement his father had with her.

He felt as guilty as hell fucking his late father’s mistress but he couldn’t resist her, as his father obviously couldn’t.

“OK we have a deal,” he said.

Lisbeth gave him a hug and told him he could come around any day but Wednesday.

“Why not Wednesday?” he asked, a little suspicious.

“That’s the day I look after your mother’s needs,” she replied. THE END
Copyright 2015 Cristiano Caffieri

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