A Family Saga Ch. 02

Janet felt strange as Diana pushed her full white slip free of her shoulders and pulled it to the ground. Again, Janet stepped out of it.

Suddenly Janet began to panic as she felt the shoulder strap of her lacy blue bra being eased down by Diana.

"Nooo..." she cried but her protest was stifled by a passionate and very sensual kiss by Margaret. The touch of Margaret's soft and moist lips had a paralysing effect. It stimulated a pleasure Janet had not felt for a long time. So much so that when her wonderful breasts were gently cupped by Diana's hands she gave a slight pleasurable moan. More than this though was the fact that Diana, who had worn a one piece outfit was now naked, having worn nothing underneath.

The warmth of Diana's soft against her own excited Janet. The kiss on Janet's shoulder by Diana was almost like a vampire trapping its prey. Janet was eased to her bed and Diana mounted her. Margaret slid Janet's knickers down before she undressed.

Janet was intoxicated by Diana's passionate kissing while Margaret eased Janet's smooth legs apart and tended to her pussy. Soon, all three were consumed by lesbian lust.

It was not the first time Janet had indulged in lesbian sex but for her this was the most pleasurable she had ever had. Her moans and that of her companions confirmed that.

They orgasmed together. For Janet, it had been one of the biggest she had ever experienced.

Margaret and Diana got up and dressed. They departed, leaving Janet to her thoughts. Exhausted, she fell rapidly asleep.

***

The sun had already risen when Janet awoke. Being naked reminded her of her wonderful lesbian experience with the two maids the previous night. What really intrigued Janet though was that she remembered falling asleep on bed clothes yet, when she awoke she had covered by the bed clothes. Janet blushed. Someone had tucked her in while she was asleep.

She got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Janet was tempted to have another bath but opted for the shower instead. While the warm water cascaded around her, Janet couldn't get of her mind the images of herself and the young maids engrossed in unbridled sex. As she closed her eyes Janet began to imagine what it would be like with the three of them in the shower. 'A little crowded but exciting,' she thought. While she was drying her hair Janet looked out her window and for the first time saw the size of the estate. Since she would not meet Bill Stedman until mid morning she thought she'd stroll around the grounds. She dressed in a casual tee shirt, jeans and ankle boots she had brought with her for that very purpose.

There was a gentle knock at the door and Catherine entered. "Ah, I see Madam is already dressed. Breakfast will be served shortly. If you'd to follow me?" she said formally but respectfully.

"Did Madam enjoy her first night?" asked Catherine.

"Err, yes," responded Janet, wondering what the hell the girl meant by that.

No more was said and Catherine was ushered into the dining room. There was a tall handsome young man in his early twenties talking to the butler. He was clearly dressed for horse riding.

The butler turned to Janet and cleared his throat. "Good morning Madam. This is Master Robert, Master William's son."

The young man stepped forward and extended his hand. "Hi," he said amiably. "It's good to meet you at last," he continued. He turned to the butler. "Ok, McCloud, we'll have breakfast now," he said to the man.

"Very good, sir," replied McCloud, giving a slight bow.

"Gosh, I hope you weren't waiting on me?" said Janet apologetically.

"Not at all," responded Robert as he politely pulled out a chair from the table for Janet before sitting down.

Janet found Robert very polite and friendly.

"So you're the lady with the contract for Dad?" he asked.

"Yes, I am," responded Janet.

"Well he just phoned. He won't be back until this afternoon, some sort of trouble with his plane," said Robert.

"Oh," replied Janet, sounding disappointed.

"Don't worry. Dad's is as keen to get the contract signed as much as you are. It just means you have morning to kill. What would you like to do?" asked Robert keenly.

"Well, I'd love to see around the estate," responded Janet enthusiastically.

"Can you ride a horse?" asked Robert enquiringly.

"Passably. I don't have any gear with me though," responded Janet.

"That's no problem," replied Robert encouragingly and looked up at McCloud.

"McCloud?"

"I'll see to it at once," he replied before leaving the room.

At the stable Robert picked out a black stallion and had him saddled for Janet.

"Oh he's beautiful," Janet said, patted the animal on the nose.

McCloud came up to them. "If I may sir? The weather forecast is for heavy showers. I think you would be well advised not to wander too far," he continued with concern in his voice.

"We'll be alright, McCloud. If anything goes wrong we'll just head for Crotty's barn," replied Robert as he helped Janet up onto her horse.

It had been a few years since Janet had been on a horse. Robert couldn't help but admire her in her riding boots, white jodhpurs and black jacket. McCloud looked on as Robert and Janet trotted off together.

After several miles Robert slowed down and Janet followed his lead.

"So what do you think of Dad's estate?" he asked as Janet drew up beside him.

"Your father owns all this?" responded Janet in awe at the seemingly endless landscape.

"He does indeed," replied Robert, proudly.

"It's absolutely breathtaking," was Janet's response as she viewed the large lake from the top of the hill where they had halted.

"It's wonderful on a summer's day," said Robert. Then he looked to his left. "That damned Scotsman had to be right," he said as he saw the dark cloud rapidly approaching.

"We should urn back," said an anxious Janet.

"It's too late. We'll never make it. We'll head for Crotty's barn. Follow me," Replied Robert as he veered his horse and turned right at the gallop. Janet followed him close behind.

There was a bright flash and then a roll of thunder. Janet thought the ground was going to give way. Initially her horse panicked but she managed to calm him. The rain began to fall and as the moments passed by it became heavy and torrential. Soon both horse and rider were completely soaked.

From the high field Janet spied a barn in the next field. There was another flash, followed by an even louder peal of thunder as the torrential rain continued to fall.

At last they reached the gate of the next field.

"Just copy exactly what I do Jan," instructed Robert as he steadied his horse and then leapt over the gate with expert ease.

Janet nervously followed his example and the horse cleared the gate.

"Are you alright?" asked Robert with concern.

Janet nodded and they made their way to the barn.

Having settled the horses Robert lit the stove.

"Does someone live here?" asked Janet observing a bed in the corner and a small kitchen opposite.

"This is where Shelby, our gamekeeper lives. He's away at the moment," responded Robert.

It was a strange setup in Janet's mind but she asked no more questions. She shivered as she felt her wet clothes rubbing against her body.

Robert opened a large cupboard and brought back some towels and blankets. "We better get out of these wet things. We can dry them on the stove." he said as he handed Janet some of the towels and blankets.

Janet took the largest towel and used it as a shield as she remover her wet blouse and bra. After drying herself from her waist up she sat on a bale of hay and tried, unsuccessfully, to remove her boot.

Robert was not so modest or shy as he stripped to the waist and dried himself. Janet couldn't help but admire Robert's well toned body and general physique. She even felt a tinge of lust.

"Here, let me help you," said Robert as he reached out and heaved the boot from Janet's leg. After removing her other boot he put them near the stove next to his own.

Janet sneezed.

"Come on, up to the stove," said Peter as he took Janet's hand. He searched the pocket of his coat and produced a small flask.

"Here, drink this," he insisted as he handed it to Janet.

"Uugh," cried Janet when she sipped from the flask. She winced when she felt the burning feeling in her chest as she swallowed the liquid.

"Good brandy, eh?" laughed Peter before sipping from the flask.

"It's a bit strong for me," replied an embarrassed Janet.

Robert set up a line over the stove and they hung up their wet garments. They sat on a bale of hay and waited patiently, engaging in small talk to kill time.

Janet couldn't help admire this handsome young man. She fought her urges and tried to suppress her desires. Robert too, struggled with his lust. In the end they turned to each other and kissed passionately. Robert pushed Janet down onto the bed and continued kissing her.

For a moment Janet wanted to totally surrender to her passions. There was one final roll of thunder and it seemed to at like a spur to Janet as she pushed Robert off her.

"No Robert, please, we mustn't do this," she pleaded as she got up and went to where her clothes were drying.

"I'm sorry," responded Robert apologetically.

"It's not your fault, Robert. Please forgive me," replied Janet as she shook her head. "They're just about dry," she continued as she took blouse and put it on.

The rain had turned into a light drizzle and they both decided to make their way back to the mansion.

Arriving back at the mansion without further incident, Robert and Janet found McCloud waiting in the hallway.

"I'm very glad to see you are both safe and well, Master Robert," said the Scotsman.

"Thank you, McCloud," replied Robert.

McCloud turned to Janet. "Mrs Lomax, Master William would like to see you now," he said.

Janet was shocked. "Now? But..."

Robert came to her rescue. "Go up and get changed. I'll stall him," he said with a slight laugh.

"Thank you," responded Janet as she dashed upstairs. She met Catherine, the maid, on her way and the young woman helped Janet to remove her tight boots before hitting the shower.

In the shower she couldn't help thinking about what had happened at the barn.

Janet dressed in her grey business suit. She checked herself in the mirror and when she was satisfied that she was presentable she took the relevant papers from the briefcase and headed downstairs where McCloud was waiting.

"If you will follow me, Madam," he said formally.

It seemed strange to Janet. They didn't seem to be heading for an office or study. Instead they arrived at a door at the end of a long corridor.

McCloud gave a slight knock on the door.

"Come," came a voice from behind the door.

McCloud pushed the door open and stood in front of Janet, blocking her view. "Mrs Lomax, Master William," said the butler respectfully, giving a slight bow as he did so.

When he stepped aside Janet was stunned at what she saw next.

"Ah, Mrs Lomax," said a man in his mid fifties who was relaxing in the Jacuzzi. "Thank you, McCloud," he said before dismissing the butler.

"Mr Stedman, my brother-in-law entrusted me with these papers for your signature," Janet stuttered.

"I see, well you had better let me have a look at them," responded Stedman.

Janet was puzzled. The Jacuzzi was large and circular with no room to move around it and Stedman was at the far end. He looked up at Janet. Well, what are you waiting for? Get in." he said.

"I beg your pardon?" Janet once again stuttered.

"Well, I'm hardly going to get out, am I?" laughed Stedman.

"But..." was all Janet could stammer.

"Oh come on, Fiona. You weren't this shy when you ditched your clothes for the guys," grinned Stedman.

Janet was horrified. Fiona was her professional name when she worked in the porn industry. She thought she had left it all behind when she married Brian.

"Oh you're surprised I know who you are? Well, you worked at my studio," laughed Stedman as he picked up a remote control.

The sound of familiar Middle Eastern music made Janet turn around. There was a huge screen on the wall. It showed Janet in a harem girl costume of pink pantaloons and a jewelled, low cut bra. She began to perform a striptease for a man in an Arab costume.

"I have to hand it to you Fee, you were one of our best girls," said Stedman.

"But I'm..."

"Don't give me the 'I'm a married woman routine', especially after what you've been up to." said Stedman with impatience in his voice.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Janet anxiously, thinking he was referring to what had happened with herself and Robert at the barn.

Stedman did not reply. Instead he reached for the remote again and the sound of deep female moaning came from behind Janet. Once again she looked up at the screen and put her hands to her mouth when she saw herself in the throes of deep lesbian passion with Margaret and Diana, the two young maids from the previous night.

"I have to say Fee, you are still very beautiful," said Stedman with a sly laugh.

'The bastard secretly filmed us,' thought Janet.

"I guess I better phone Ted and tell him the deal is off," said Stedman disappointedly.

Alarm bells sounded in Janet's head. "Get that contract, Janet or you and your husband are on skid row,' it was as if Edward was standing beside her.

Stedman began to dial his mobile phone.

"No, wait!" cried Janet desperately.

Stedman closed his mobile phone and looked up at Janet with a beaming smile.

Janet was about to undress when Stedman interrupted her. "Come on Fee. You were a professional. You know how to do it," he said as the sexy Middle Eastern music once again played in the background.

There was no doubt in Janet's mind what Stedman wanted. Her past had come back to haunt her big time and there was nothing she could do about it. She paused for a moment, waiting for the right note. She stood in front of Stedman and began to swing her hips. Slowly, she unbuttoned her grey Jacket and swinging around she slid it from her shoulders and allowed it to fall to the floor, revealing her white short sleeved blouse. The straps of her bra were visible through her blouse.

With her back still towards Stedman, Janet slowly pulled the zipper of her short skirt down. As she did so, she turned her head, showing a forced smile at Stedman, who was clearly enjoying the show. As soon as her skirt floated to the floor Janet swung around and faced Stedman, still showing her forced smile. She teasingly unbuttoned her blouse. When she opened the last button Janet did not open wide at once. Instead she just opened one side revealing the left side of her low cut lace bra and then hid it. She did the same with her right.

Stedman licked his lips and Janet, although reluctant, was pleased she hadn't lost her touch.

Janet swung around again and with her back to Stedman, eased her blouse from her shoulders, allowing it to join her other discarded garments on the floor. As the sensual music continued Janet slid the shoulder strap of her black bra down and then the other. She unsnapped the bra and then swung around to face Stedman, holding her bra and then releasing it. For a second Janet hid her breasts with her hand but then uncovered them as her hands went to her skin coloured tights. She rolled her tights and knickers down together. When she stood naked in her full glory she put her hands on her hips. Janet could see the lust in Stedman's eyes.

She eased herself into the jecuzzi and took the papers with her, taking extra care not to get them wet.

To Janet's astonishment Stedman took them in his wet hands. He pretended to peruse over them and then put them on the floor of the room. "I'll study them later," he said. Suddenly he grabbed Janet and pulled her towards him. "We have more important business," he said, before he kissed her passionately.

Janet desperately wanted to resist but was too afraid. She could feel his hard cock as it rubbed against her.

Stedman began to lick and suck Janet's wet but firm medium breasts.

"Oooh," she moaned involuntarily as he continued.

Finally, Stedman lifted Janet up slightly and drove his cock deep inside her pussy.

Janet gripped Stedman's neck with her arms as his hands squeezed her arse cheeks and began to push her in and out.

"Oh my God," repeated Janet several times as her excitement built.

Stedman too, grunted as his actions gathered pace.

Finally, as both Janet and Stedman orgasmed together they both released sighs of relief and satisfaction. After several moments Janet and Stedman made their way to the edge of the jecuzzi. Janet turned to Stedman.

"Will you sign the contract then?" she asked him.

"Let me review it tonight," he responded. Seeing the anxiety in Janet's eyes, Stedman continued. "Don't worry Fee. I guarantee everything will be in order for you," he said with a kindly smile.

Janet felt relieved that at least she had achieved her goal. As she lifted herself from the jecuzzi Stedman slapped her bare arse.

"I still say you were one of our best girls," he said with a hearty laugh.

Although she blushed Janet couldn't help but smile at his "compliment". She dried off and after dressing in her blouse and skirt she hurried to her room and showered.

***

The following morning being Sunday Janet decided not to get up too early. It was to her surprise then when there was a gentle knock on the door and the young maid, Catherine entered with a tray. "Mr Stedman missed you at breakfast, Madam and suggested I bring you something," she said as she laid the tray on the bed.

"Thank you Catherine," replied Janet with surprise in her voice.

"You're very welcome, Madam," was the young woman's response as she opened the curtains and the morning sun beamed through, almost blindingly.

After breakfast Janet showered and dressed casually in jeans and tee shirt. She went downstairs and made her way along the very long hall. Suddenly, one of the doors in the hall opened and Robert appeared startling Janet.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. Would you like to come for a walk?" he asked with a friendly smile.

"Ok," responded Janet nervously.

They didn't walk far when Janet realised they were heading for the stables.

"Robert, why have we come here?" asked Janet, trying to act surprised, already knowing in heart what the answer was.

"To finish what we started," he replied, pointing to the blankets in the straw. He had clearly planned it.

Janet turned her back. "No Robert. Please, we mustn't do this," she cried, trying to sound strong.

Robert stood behind Janet and put his hands on her shoulder. It made her shiver.

"I saw the way you looked at me in the barn. You can't deny it," he said in a matter of fact tone.

"Please, Robert. You must forget that," responded Janet, her voice shaking.

Robert swung Janet around. "I don't want to forget it and nor do you," he said defiantly.

"But..." Janet was prevented from saying anything else because Robert planted a deep passionate kiss on her lips. For Janet, the effect was startling. The touch of Robert's lips was electrifying. It was as if she had been injected with lust and this, in turn, drove out her remaining inhibitions.

They undressed each other garment for garment. Robert eased Janet onto the made up bed and gently mounted. Janet simply submitted to her own desires.

Robert kissed her first and then began to work his way down her naked, smooth body, kissing and licking as he went.

Janet moaned softly as Robert continued his movements. In contrast to his father, Robert's gentleness excited Janet. When he gently eased his cock into her pussy she placed her hands on his hips as if to guide him. They finally settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm.

Finally engulfed in the throes wild passionate sex, Janet moaned even louder, not caring who heard. She hadn't enjoyed fiery passion like this for many years and she was determined to prolong the wonderful sensation for as long as was humanly possible.