Lady's Alyssa's Sensual Bath
Read from the private journal of one Lady Alyssa, betrothed to Sir Angus, who had been called away on a three month mission.
Tonight I enjoyed a nice long soak in the baths. However, I enjoyed it a bit more than I had first anticipated. I was completely alone and was therefore able to relax and enjoy the feel of the warm water enveloping my body. Lord Angus has been gone for several weeks and the loneliness was taking it�s toll on me. After all, even a Lady has needs! I am not even sure if it is Sir Angus per say that I miss, or just that comfortable presence of a man doting on me. I have grown rather tired of waiting for him to announce our betrothal. Serves him right for what happened tonight!
As I lay there soaking, enjoying the tranquility of the moment and the fragrance of my lavender soap, I could not resist gliding my fingers over my wet skin. I had allowed myself a glass of wine before entering the baths, and I could not deny this little ache that was creeping up on me. My eyes were closed with my head resting against a soft, fluffy towel as my fingers began to travel over my inner thighs�dancing dangerously close to secret treasures. A soft whimper escaped my ruby lips.
It was at that very moment when I knew I was no longer alone! My eyes flew open and there stood the handsome new serving lad, dillon. He had stripped down and was about to slip into another section of the baths when he must have heard my whimper, and paused. I blushed several shades of pink and red, and he smiled devilishly. Twas difficult to divert my gaze away from his hard, muscular body.
�Enjoying Your bath, m�Lady?� he held his towel nonchalantly over his manhood but stood there completely uninhibited, otherwise.
I stammered and stuttered and tried to utter an intelligent sentence, but in seconds he had eased into the water next to me. Before I even had time to realize his intentions, he leaned in for a passionate kiss.
Of course I protested at first. Twas the proper thing to do! What kind of Lady would I be if I had simply surrendered to him immediately without a wee struggle first? A SLUT like Lady Gwynne, that�s what kind!
So, I struggled and murmered nooooooooooooooo, but he saw right through my protests and took me in his arms, pressing me tightly against the wall of the bath. I was utterly amazed at the hardness of his desire for me.
Feelings that I have NEVER felt with Sir Angus washed over me, transforming me into a wild animal in heat. My arms went around his neck and my long legs wrapped around his waist as our naked bodies met, and he took me right then and there. Several times he had to stifle my loud moans with deep, hot, soul kisses. The encounter left me weak in the knees but OH so satisfied!
Now, as I write this, I cannot believe I took a chance like that in the public baths! We could have been discovered at any time. And I must confess�tis what made the encounter so delicious!