Bedtime Confessions (The Chambermaid's Tales - Short Stories) by Sarah Michelle Lynch
Authors: Sarah Michelle Lynch
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The Master Who Haunts Me
I dreamt a dream one night that seemed so real, yet impossible. I shan't consider this woman to be me, even though, she is…
The sun blazed high in the sky as she lay on the ground; her body cushioned by the long, green grass. With her legs crossed and an arm flopped over her eyes, her other arm sprawled lazily at her side, wafting through the cool stems of life sprouting from the earth. She felt totally at peace. Her sandals had been tossed to the side, while her white summer dress felt wonderful on her body ‒ light and airy, and sensual. She wore no undergarments.
“ Hello,” she heard him say, as he hovered above.
Though her eyes were shaded, his form eclip sed the sun when its hot, orange streaks stopped reaching those parts of her which were uncovered.
He knelt by her side and she smiled. He held his large palm at her cheek and absorbed some of the warmth that had sunk deep into her skin.
“You look lovely,” he said. “It was hard to find you. You must be in the most hidden part of this park.”
“ I know.”
He reached down to whisper, “Naughty girl.”
Her smile turned into a giggle and he silenced her with a kiss. His mouth touched her top lip, which shivered in response and turned instantly submissive. His scent was recognisable and arousing. Her smile softened but her arm remained, blocking the sunlight trying to blind her eyes, since he had moved down by her side and no longer protected her from its glare.
He lay next to her on his side and her arm instinctively wrapped around his shoulder. He moved close and kissed the skin surrounding her ear.
“ Umm,” he whispered.
She bit her lip in response and encouraged him closer. He moved so that his groin pressed tight against her hip and his arms threaded beneath hers. She moved her hands into his thick, blonde hair and moaned. He pressed his mouth to hers and they fell together into the beginnings of desire. Her stomach bolted at the sensation of his satin-soft lips on hers, and then, a gush of fluid flooded her pussy with the first caress of his tongue.
She turned her head and opened her mouth for him, taking everything he had to offer. They kissed long and hard, mouths open and tussling. She pulled him on top and her feet touched his bare calves as she took him within her grasp; her summer dress riding up her legs as she wrapped herself around him.
“ What if someone sees?” she said.
“ You would like that wouldn't you?”
“ Yes.”
He took the straps of her dress down and kissed her sun-kissed shoulders, freckled with the heat of a day's bathing under the sky. Her eyes remained shut. She had not yet opened them since he arrived.
His hands were at her sides as he searched for some way in. He found a zip and pulled on it gently. They both shuddered as they listened to it crack open a little. He kissed the swell of one semi-exposed breast, while fondling the shape of the other over her dress.
“ I love you,” she said.
He moaned in response and gave away his own ardency. He tugged the material until it gave way and released one, fully naked breast. He took a nipple between his lips and she cried out. He moved back on top of her, pressing her into the ground with his weight purposely trapping her. He held her cheeks and kissed her deeply. She reached beneath and yanked open the top button of his shorts. She forcefully ripped the zip down.
His kisses turned frantic and he laid bare her other breast, rampantly suckling her bullet-hard nipples. She started tugging at the layers of her dress to draw it up and when she felt her thigh touch his shorts, she grew desperate and forced his clothing down with a foot, pushing the shorts along with his boxers. She quickly grabbed his heavy, solid shaft and stuffed it between her legs, aching for his entry.
He waited there and demanded, “Charlotte, look at me.”
She looked and saw his green eyes sparkling. His skin was flush and shining. He seemed
I dreamt a dream one night that seemed so real, yet impossible. I shan't consider this woman to be me, even though, she is…
The sun blazed high in the sky as she lay on the ground; her body cushioned by the long, green grass. With her legs crossed and an arm flopped over her eyes, her other arm sprawled lazily at her side, wafting through the cool stems of life sprouting from the earth. She felt totally at peace. Her sandals had been tossed to the side, while her white summer dress felt wonderful on her body ‒ light and airy, and sensual. She wore no undergarments.
“ Hello,” she heard him say, as he hovered above.
Though her eyes were shaded, his form eclip sed the sun when its hot, orange streaks stopped reaching those parts of her which were uncovered.
He knelt by her side and she smiled. He held his large palm at her cheek and absorbed some of the warmth that had sunk deep into her skin.
“You look lovely,” he said. “It was hard to find you. You must be in the most hidden part of this park.”
“ I know.”
He reached down to whisper, “Naughty girl.”
Her smile turned into a giggle and he silenced her with a kiss. His mouth touched her top lip, which shivered in response and turned instantly submissive. His scent was recognisable and arousing. Her smile softened but her arm remained, blocking the sunlight trying to blind her eyes, since he had moved down by her side and no longer protected her from its glare.
He lay next to her on his side and her arm instinctively wrapped around his shoulder. He moved close and kissed the skin surrounding her ear.
“ Umm,” he whispered.
She bit her lip in response and encouraged him closer. He moved so that his groin pressed tight against her hip and his arms threaded beneath hers. She moved her hands into his thick, blonde hair and moaned. He pressed his mouth to hers and they fell together into the beginnings of desire. Her stomach bolted at the sensation of his satin-soft lips on hers, and then, a gush of fluid flooded her pussy with the first caress of his tongue.
She turned her head and opened her mouth for him, taking everything he had to offer. They kissed long and hard, mouths open and tussling. She pulled him on top and her feet touched his bare calves as she took him within her grasp; her summer dress riding up her legs as she wrapped herself around him.
“ What if someone sees?” she said.
“ You would like that wouldn't you?”
“ Yes.”
He took the straps of her dress down and kissed her sun-kissed shoulders, freckled with the heat of a day's bathing under the sky. Her eyes remained shut. She had not yet opened them since he arrived.
His hands were at her sides as he searched for some way in. He found a zip and pulled on it gently. They both shuddered as they listened to it crack open a little. He kissed the swell of one semi-exposed breast, while fondling the shape of the other over her dress.
“ I love you,” she said.
He moaned in response and gave away his own ardency. He tugged the material until it gave way and released one, fully naked breast. He took a nipple between his lips and she cried out. He moved back on top of her, pressing her into the ground with his weight purposely trapping her. He held her cheeks and kissed her deeply. She reached beneath and yanked open the top button of his shorts. She forcefully ripped the zip down.
His kisses turned frantic and he laid bare her other breast, rampantly suckling her bullet-hard nipples. She started tugging at the layers of her dress to draw it up and when she felt her thigh touch his shorts, she grew desperate and forced his clothing down with a foot, pushing the shorts along with his boxers. She quickly grabbed his heavy, solid shaft and stuffed it between her legs, aching for his entry.
He waited there and demanded, “Charlotte, look at me.”
She looked and saw his green eyes sparkling. His skin was flush and shining. He seemed
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