Sex with the Servant

Alexandra glanced furtively up and down the hall before lifting her skirts and ducking down the servants stairwell.

At the sharp turn, midway down the stairs, she tilted the hoops in her skirt so she could get around the bend. Some days she wished for the smaller dresses of the servants, if only to get places easier.

At the bottom of the stairs she paused again.

Silence.

There should be no one in the bedrooms at this hour of the day, all the servants should be busy with their appointed tasks, but it always paid to check. If she were caught before she reached Bertram’s room she could always claim fury at one ill-finished job or another, but if they saw her entering then all was lost.

She bustled along the corridor, much narrower than the grand halls in the rest of the house, peeking about her again before sneaking into Bertram’s room.

It was tiny. Her own bed wouldn’t even fit in this space, and yet Bertram had a bed, and a table, and a chest for his few belongings. He stood as she entered, closing the door behind her and then turning to pull her into an embrace.

There was no time for words. Bertram was permitted only a short time for lunch, and if he was found missing from his post beyond that time her husband would have him dismissed.

Luckily her husband filled his particularly large stomach with an early lunch, and was napping at this hour of the day.

Alexandra loosened the strings on her dress as Bertram lifted her skirts, his hands squeezing up beneath to fabric to grab her breasts, kneading them as he tasted her earlobe, her neck, her collar bone.

He fumbled with his trousers, releasing his cock. She couldn’t see it, but she knew what it looked like, thick and long and veiny. Far more satisfying than her husbands tiny pecker, though from experience Alexandra knew it wasn’t the size of the thing that mattered so much, more the way it was used.

And Bertram certainly knew how to use his.

He spun her around to drop her onto the bed, and she spread her legs, heat already rising in her chest at the anticipation of what was to come.

“Fuck me, Bertram. Fuck me now.”

He didn’t need the order, his cock already pressed against her opening, but as she said the words he pushed inside, his cock slipping between her drenched folds.

He shifted slightly, changing the angle of his cock so it rubbed against her inner wall as he slid in and out.

“Oooh.” Alexandra’s eyes rolled back in her head. She grabbed his shoulders, arching her back to allow him to press deeper. His thumb found her clit and he rubbed, sending wave after wave of pleasure cycling through her body.

She groaned again, gripping him, begging him to just fuck her, hard, but as always he took his time, bringing her to climax before withdrawing, and lining his cock up with her arsehole.

She gripped him again as he eased his way inside the tiny back hole. This was how she prevented an unexpected pregnancy, and hid her relationship from her uncaring husband.

For a moment there was nothing but the creaking of the bed and their grunts and groans and gasps as they thrust together, clinging to one another.

Bertram came, and Alexandra with him, saggin back onto the bed as he withdrew.

“Let me clean you,” she said, pulling on his hand so he knelt on the bed. She arched her neck, taking as much of his cock as she could, licking and sucking, the taste of their mingled juices turning her on, making her wish there was time for more.

“Oh, Bertram.” She sorted her clothes, as he sorted his. “You know exactly how to make my days worth living.”

His gaze held hers, his eyes filled with such love and desire. “You know I’m here for you, Alexandra, my love. Anytime you need me. I’ll always be here.”

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