Back in Service by Rosanna Challis Page A

then became aware of a strange longing that seemed to come out of nowhere and filled her with a peculiar sense of regret…
    And the truth suddenly revealed itself to her with a shock. She wanted to go into town with Jane as well as with Leo. She wanted Jane to see her dressed as George, to admire the fine figure she cut and become enamoured of her.
    ‘Hetty, you have gone very quiet. Is something wrong?’
    ‘No, Leo, I am fine,’ she replied with false brightness. ‘When shall we go?’
    ‘I thought tomorrow afternoon would be lovely.’
    ‘Tomorrow afternoon it shall be, then.’
    But as they settled down for a quiet nap together, she felt the same wistful longing fill her soul. She moved restlessly against him, desiring his body even while she thought of Jane’s. He began caressing her sleepily, and soon his ardour grew.
    ‘My love, remove your outer garments,’ he whispered.
    She did as she was told, and soon his eager hands were fondling her breasts, making her nipples peak with desire. Her hips moved all the more energetically against his, and soon his hands were parting her thighs, seeking the soft dampness of her sex.
    ‘You are ready for me,’ he observed. ‘Alas, I wish I could say the same about my own useless organ. It is as washed out as the rest of me, I fear.’
    ‘Then find other ways to pleasure me,’ she begged softly. ‘I am hovering on the brink and it will not take much.’
    He obliged her by gently parting the lips of her labia with his fingers while caressing the sensitive swell of her clitoris with his thumb. She could feel her juices flowing as he rubbed her firmly in the spot guaranteed to afford her the keenest sensation, and she moaned as she felt the rapid rise towards ultimate bliss carrying her away on it. She arched her back so her mons was thrust firmly against his wrist, and with practiced ease repeatedly circled her hips feeling a hot tingling surging through her lower body. Frigging her clit hard with the tips of his rigid fingers, from time to time he stopped and thrust them into her, filling up her cunny with as much of his hand as he could. Then he pulled them out again and resumed his concentrated caressing of her feminine seed, bringing her nearer to bursting with fulfilment each time, and at last she felt the first exultant waves of a climax cresting through her pelvis. ‘Now, my love,’ she gasped, ‘put them inside me now!’
    He penetrated her with his bunched fingers again and she groaned aloud as an orgasm blinded her with an intense, stabbing rapture. ‘Oh Leo,’ she sighed, as the wonderful feelings slowly faded and left her flesh glowing like a candle. ‘I have not felt like that in such a long time…’
    He held her close. ‘I am sorry, Hetty. I know I have neglected you. I could plead overwork, and it is true I have been very tired after so much manual labour, but there is another reason.’
    She opened her eyes and stared at him in concern. ‘What reason, Leo?’
    ‘I do not know if it is because of what happened in Paris, or whether it is because I have lost the urge for some other reason, but my appetite for love has been very low ever since we returned to Longton. That side of life has been quite out of my mind.’
    ‘Perhaps it is because we are living with your father and mother, Leo. It must be strange to be married and yet still under the same roof where you lived as a child.’
    ‘There may be something in that. You are wise in the affairs of the heart, Hetty, but we shall see how we get on tomorrow on our shopping spree. Perhaps the return of dear George will prove my salvation. After all, he used to help me a great deal when I was last at Longton.’
Chapter 6
    Messrs. Atkinson and Broadbent stood on the corner of the main square in the little market town nearest to Longton Hall. The men in Leo’s family had shopped there for generations, and he was welcomed kindly by old Mr Broadbent and his young assistant, Roger.
    After the usual