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Tara was having the time
of her life luxuriating in the warm water. She reveled in how the water flowed
around her naked body. She felt so free! She did not hear the footsteps
coming down the staircase, the sound of a robe and towel being
discarded on a bench or the soft footsteps nearing the pool.
“Good morning, Miss Sweetman,” Lord Summerisle called out
cheerfully.
Tara gave a little cry of
surprise and waded to the side of the pool red faced and flustered. She
looked up at Iolanthe’s father.
Lord Summerisle was completely naked. His body was lean
and muscular. He had a lot of hair on his legs and body, including a golden
bush around a large and heavy looking cock. Lord Summerisle’s stomach and
chest showed evidence of his active lifestyle. Tara knew her mouth was
open at the sight.
He smiled at the young girl, “When one says ‘Good Morning’
it is only polite to reply, Tara.”
“S-sorry,” Tara
stammered. Her joyful feelings of freedom gave way to familiar
feelings of shame and embarrassment. “G-good morning your
L-lordship.”
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
“N-no, I mean yes, I mean n..
God, I’m so sorry!”
Lord Summerisle smiled and gestured as if to ward off Tara’s apology. “Nonsense,” he said. “Come on out you
get.” He held his hand out to Tara.
Tara climbed from the
pool and stood with her hands hiding her cunt and nipples. “You’ll not hide your body
from me Tara!” Lord Summerisle said in a conversational manner. Nevertheless
Tara obeyed
it as the command it was. She dropped her arms to her side.
Lord Summerisle stepped closer. Tara
could feel the warmth radiating from his body. Tara
hadn’t been this close to Iolanthe’s father before,
she realized her head only came to just below his chest. She was surprised at
just how tall he was.
The man reached down and stroked Tara’s
damp hair. Tara let her head drop so her
gaze was upon Lord Summerisle’s prick. She was transfixed.
Lord Summerisle cupped Tara’s
chin in his hand and gently
brought her face up so that she was staring into his eyes. He
held her gaze for a moment before he said, “You’re a beautiful girl Tara.
Come have a seat.”
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