The observations of a mature English Lady by her Lackey, Andrew

There has been a young man staying at the manor apparently he is an artist here to paint Lady Sonia. She has been sitting for him in the drawing room and on her horse and in the garden. She keeps changing her mind about what she wants. I think she just wants this good looking man at her beck and call, I suppose she is paying him enough but I’ve seen the sultry looks she keeps giving him and then I get a peek at what’s really going on, the lucky bastard. I have so wanted to suck on those tits of hers and to have Lady Sonia’s hand carressing my cock would be a dream come true.

We hadn’t had any visitors all weekend and Charles, Lady Sonia’s husband was away. As I was walking down the corridor that joined Lady Sonia’s office I could here a buzzing sound, at first I thought it might be a bluebottle caught in the window but as I got closer to her office I could also hear a gentle moaning. I started to tiptoe so as not to alert her of my presence. The door was slightly ajar and I could see into the office. Oh what a sight, she is such a horny woman. Crotchless tights and a vibrator, I should have guessed. I could almost taste the smell of her, I wanted to spread her legs wide and run my tongue over those nylons until she begged me to lick her clit and just as she was cumming shove my ever ready cock inside her.

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Lady Sonia is very particular about her shoes and displays her favourites like ornaments. When she has worn any of them outside she leaves them in the kitchen for me to clean and return to their pride of place in her bedroom.

I was in the kitchen when Lady Sonia rang down and said she would like to see me immediately upstairs and from the tone of her voice I could tell she was not happy. I quickly ran up the stairs, mindful of not keeping her waiting, and knocked on the open bedroom door.

“Where”, she said tartly ”are my strappy red shoes”. I could see the red shoes directly in front of her, shiny patent red strappy sandles. “Why madam” I replied, “are the ones on the shelf in front of you not the ones you require”.

“Do not treat me like an imbecile Andrew” she said, “I want the ones with the metal heel not these”.

“Madam the buckle on that pair was loose so I sent them for repair and they will be ready for collection tomorrow morning” I replied.

“Well these will have to do then. Help me on with them Andrew” she ordered, ” and hurry as I want to go out”. I knelt down in front of her and removed the black shoes from her feet my fingers fumbling as they touched her ankles. As she lifted her feet I caught a glimpse of her thighs clad in nylon, it appeared she only had underwear on under her coat. I took the red patent sandles from the shelf and placed them on her feet. Trying to buckle the straps quickly and not succeeding as my hands were trembling. In the end Lady sonia bent over and did the buckles up then she strode out of the room without a backward glance. Leaving me kneeling on the floor a quivering wreck.

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I had been asked to fetch the picnic gear from the loft to wash and get ready for the coming summer days. On my way across the upstairs landing I was passing Lady Sonia’s bedroom and she was bending down choosing shoes. The sight before me stopped me in my tracks.

I am so glad the carpets on the landing are so thick and she hadn’t heard me approach. I got more than a glimpse of her stretching down naked to the bottom shelf, her legs seem to go on for miles and she has a delicious little mole on her right thigh that I would love to run my tongue over.

From there I would continue down to the sensitive hollow at the back of her knees and then along the inside of her thighs to her arse, gently rimming her arse hole with my tongue.

I have some great pictures of Lady Sonia, click here to see them.

I’m not really complaining but why is it I always seem to catch Lady Sonia in a state of undress. A package had arrived by UPS of cosmetics and I was taking them to Lady Sonia’s dressing room. I did knock and there was no answer so I thought it was safe to enter.

What a sight beheld me. Lady Sonia getting changed, she was just removing her black panties, baring all for me to gaze upon for a fleeting few seconds. The image of her lovely round arse cheeks, her fuck hole and her legs clad in red stockings will be burned into my brain until I have a private moment to recollect it while taking my hard cock out for a long luscious wank. I love this job.

One of my duties is to make sure that there are always fresh fragrant flowers in the rooms that Lady Sonia uses, the gardener usually brings me a selection in the morning but today for some reason he was late which meant of course so was I. I had noticed ealier that the roses in Lady Sonia’s office were starting to go over and I wanted to replace them with some beautifully perfumed lilacs. I had thought Lady Sonia was out shopping as her car wasn’t visible so I carried the flower arrangement into her office.

I don’t know who was more surprised at what I found, me or Lady Sonia. I immediately backed out of the doorway and closed the door mumbling an apology as I went. I could hear her laughing at my embarrassment but I didn’t mind especially after seeing her legs spread wide her panties hardly covering her lovely snatch and some guy worshiping at her feet, lucky bastard.

Although it is bank holiday Monday I’m still working. Lady Sonia had just rang through for coffee in her office although she did say that she would be relaxing today.

When I walked in she wasn’t even dressed, she was wearing lacy underwear hardly covered by a black negligee. She was so engrossed with her diary that she didn’t even notice she was showing her lovely legs off… Or does she show off on purpose to keep me in a state of horniness. Her legs are so perfect, long and smooth I would love to run my hands along the length of them or have them clenched around the back of my neck as she pulled me onto her hairy snatch. Any wonder my hands are trembling as I put the pot of coffee on her desk.

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We had one of the regular riding instructors over yesterday and I must say the sight of Lady Sonia in her tight jodhpurs was very nice, especially as the young man and Lady Sonia rode out together in matching jodhpurs.

They returned about an hour later and I noticed that Lady Sonia had changed some of her outfit taking off her riding jacket and boots, the thing was that she had put on her thigh length boots with the high heels. I knew what was going to happen all that had to be found out was the details. I waited for about 30 minutes before I started to observe what was going on.

Lady Sonia had the young mans cock in her hand and she was sucking it very hard, she was also sitting on his face, oh I wish she would sit on my face especially wearing her jodhpurs.

I found a little video of Lady Sonia in her jodhpurs its very good.

I was doing my usual trick and sneaking around the house in the hope of catching a glimpse of Lady Sonia engaged in some sexual activity, nothing.

I headed back to my office and started to make arrangements for the forthcoming gathering of Lady Sonia’s horse riding friends. Eventually I decided to have some lunch and went to the kitchen by way of the main office belonging to Charles, Lady Sonia’s husband and the door was open.

I went in and had a peek around and soon discovered some pictures. One really got me horny and it looks like Lady Sonia had posed for some picture for Charles. I believe that she does torment him and this picture of her wonderful tits would certainly torment me. I just wish I could hold them and suck her nipples, if only she would let me perform with her, with Charles looking on. 

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You know I think Lady Sonia is a striking looking woman, she keeps fit riding her horses and young studs but during the winter months the stable boys ride the horses most of the time so Lady Sonia exercises other ways and I was lucky enough to catch her.

The music was blasting out of the study and from my position in the hall I could see her jumping around to the music her tits bouncing around hardly being contained by the outfit she was wearing. When she stretched down to touch her toes I had full view of her round peachy arse but how come she doesn’t have trainers on? How can she exercise with those heels on? Does she know about my voyueristic tendencies and hope to catch me out.

I was stroking my hard cock through my trousers, if she saw me hard would she reach in and take my cock out like she does with her young men.