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Publisher Description

Bethany Fitzwilliam is a classical Victorian lady; heir to a great fortune, desired by all the bachelors of London, she takes great pains always to conduct herself with complete propriety and dignity.  At least in public that's the case; and, when horny young aristocrat the Hon Bertie Thomas comes to pay a visit to her in private, what fun and games does she have in store for him?


Warning: This peek underneath the Victorian veneer contains some 6,300 words of erotic enjoyment, and includes light bondage, bisexual themes, tortuous tease and denial, extended footplay, and a cup of tea.



Excerpt:


Lady Bethany giggled again.  “Come now!” she said, chiding me gently.  “I thought that after our previous encounter, you would know that you needn't be ashamed of yourself around me...”


I nodded, but I continued to keep my legs crossed, concealing the tell-tale bulge in my trousers. 


“Force of habit, Lady Bethany”, I said.


“I see.”  She patted the fabric of her furniture.  “Maybe it would help you relax to sit here?  And then you can tell me all about why you're really here.”


I gulped slightly as I rose and crossed the room.  Lady Bethany lifted her legs to permit me access to the chaise longue - and, when I sat down, even though I'd been preparing myself for her to do something, it still made me close my eyes, look heavenwards, and gasp slightly when she rested her ankles gently in my lap.


“You're a beautiful man, Bertie”, she said casually.  “Did I mention that at all?”


“...No, Lady Bethany”, I said.


“Well, now I have.”  She shifted her position slightly, and as she did so, one of her naked heels brushed gently across my hardness. 


“Pray, tell me your story.”


I gulped.  “Well...”  For a moment I was racked with indecision.  Could I really trust her?  She seemed to have been discreet once, but getting involved with her had already led to societal death for her previous beau.


And I couldn't risk that.  I need a comfortable life.  I couldn't go to India, or Canada, or Australia.   I need to shiver against the wind, complain about the train service from Waterloo, spend an improving night at the theatre.


“I'm sorry, am I distracting you?” said Lady Bethany; and then her foot began to move gently against the front of my trousers.  Pleasure shot up my spine, exploded in my brain; and it dispelled completely the fickle, unworthy doubts I was having about her trustworthiness.


“Well, Lady Bethany”, I said in slightly strained tones.  “It's just...I can't find anyone that I'm, ah, compatible with.”


“Really?” she said, applying slightly more pressure to my rapidly hardening prick.  “Well, I'm surprised by that.  Surely even you aren't too big for all the ladies of London?”


The look in her eyes!  Ladies weren't supposed to look like that, think like that, talk like that.  That I had been taught as an absolute iron clad rule throughout my childhood, and had it confirmed in my adolescence.  And now, stepping outside the boundaries of those rules, even slightly.  That was such an amazing aphrodisiac.

GENRE
Fiction & Literature
RELEASED
2013
October 1
LANGUAGE
EN
English
LENGTH
31
Pages
PUBLISHER
Sapphire Rush
SELLER
Draft2Digital, LLC
SIZE
177
KB

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