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He had been kissed! "Oh my dear thank you. I can't express how much That makes me feel."
Professor edgeways turned his hands over and extended them. He wanted to please this young woman.
 
Samantha smiled seeing the prince come back in and sit back down. Since Karen und Josephine were busy and she couldn’t really tease them with her body she decideds to try and cheer the prince back up a bit and walks over to him.

She leans close to him only a brush away from his body as she whispers in his ear her hot breath dancing over his earlobe.

“Would you like something to drink Sir?!”

She asked teasingly as his eyes watched Josephine and Karen. She thought it was also a wonderful idea with the portrait of Karen thou so many naughty thoughts came to Samantha’s mind of which one he could do of her.

She had a cloth in her hand to always be able to wipe anything away if she made a mess while pouring as it slips from her hand and lays half under Gussie’s chair. She smirks and kneels down putting one hand on his thigh as she goes to pick it back up with the other looking up at him to see his reaction.
 
Proposition



“I’m afraid I won't be able to stay in the area past the end of next week,” Tom explained. “Of course, I could have the finished work, or photos of the work in progress, delivered to you after that time.”

“That simply won’t do,” Josephine replied. Now that Karen had turned 18, Josephine thought it would do her well to spend time with a handsome young man like this artist. It might get her over her current infatuation with her uncle. Not that silly social taboos like incest bothered Josephine, but a nubile girl like Karen deserved a virile young buck between her thighs, not a man easily old enough to have sired her. “Rather, Mr. Avery, let me ask you: How long would you take to complete a portrait in oils, say three feet by four feet, if Karen sat for you several hours each day?”



 
Considering a Proposition

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“I’m afraid I won't be able to stay in the area past the end of next week,” Tom explained. “Of course, I could have the finished work, or photos of the work in progress, delivered to you after that time.”

“That simply won’t do,” Josephine replied. [. . .]

“Rather, Mr. Avery, let me ask you: How long would you take to complete a portrait in oils, say three feet by four feet, if Karen sat for you several hours each day?”
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Tom felt he had an inkling of where Josephine might be going with her question. If he was right, it could at least mean a much needed break from the weekly grind of travelling the arts fair circuit. Working with oils would mean even more time with the sweet young heiress than he had anticipated. He felt no need to exaggerate with his answer; whatever time he could spend near Karen was already a bonus.

Having seen that Karen's school outfit was complete beneath the blazer, with a short pleated grey skirt and matching knee socks, Tom's eyes had strayed her way often as she made her way from one guest to another seeking kisses. Tom felt another warm pang of appreciation, watching her kneel beside the professor. How would he ever keep the professional distance necessary to finish the work if she decided to . . . . to what? Tom avoided speculating about future challenges to his concentration. The present ones were enough. He looked back to Josephine.

"Well . . . it's hard for me to say. Oils are wonderful for subtle skin tones. It's not my usual medium, so I need to work rather slowly to get the best results. There's also the fact that with oils you sometimes need to wait a few days to let the paint dry sufficiently before continuing. And . . . I must be honest with you -- I have some doubts that Karen would wish to sit idly for several hours every day.

So . . . I'm guessing I would need at least two or three weeks to complete it, assuming the young lady was able to pose for, . . . say, a few hours every couple of days or so. And assuming I could arrange reliable transportation here, or wherever we meet for the sittings. Unfortunately, I don't have a car of my own.

But . . . I couldn't guarantee that the time needed wouldn't be double that, possibly even more."
 
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Carl kept his cool as Samantha poured his coffee then when she casually dropped her linen cloth below his chair and bent down to pick it up he kept a neutral look on his face.

Everyone else seemed to be captivated with either Karen's bold movements around the table to get her birthday kisses, or Josephines discussion with the artist about Karen's portrait.

When he felt her hand grab his thigh and saw her cheeky smile from below the table, he glanced down and gave her one back, covering her hand with his and easing it up slightly to where a growing bulge along his leg could be felt.

"I do believe you have found the item you have been searching for my dear." He said in a jovial conversational tone. "It may need washing later though. You know how those things get when they are handled like that."
 
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When it occurred to Professor Edgeways what Karen offered, he leaned forward and accepted her kiss, which lingered on his lips.

"Oh my, Dear!" he sighed afterward. He turned his hands over and extended them. "Thank you. I can't express how much that makes me feel."

"Maybe we can kiss some more some other time," Karen whispered as she took his hands and pressed her lips to each one in turn. Then she stood and announced, "That's still just five!"

The artist stood between the Professor and Josephine, discussing with her the details of a painting. Karen stepped around the wheelchair and tapped Tom on his left shoulder.






 
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The artist stood between the Professor and Josephine, discussing with her the details of a painting. Karen stepped around the wheelchair and tapped Tom on his left shoulder.
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Tom turned around at the tap on his shoulder. "Hello," he said, smiling at the petite blonde. He extended his hand and smiled. "I'm Tom Avery. Happy Birhday!"

Tom recalled that when Josephine had called Karen a "minx," there was some humor in her voice. But there had also been considerable affection for her heir. Now he could see why. Looking into her eyes he sensed there was more to her than merely impudence or flirtatiousness. Intelligence, for one thing.
 
"I'm Tom Avery" the artist said. "Happy Birthday!"

Karen simply smiled, wrapped her arms gently around his neck, and pressed her lips to his, opening hers invitingly as she did so.
 
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"I'm Tom Avery" the artist said. "Happy Birthday!"

Karen simply smiled, wrapped her arms gently around his neck, and pressed her lips to his, opening hers invitingly as she did so.
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Tom had expected Karen to offer a kiss in fairly short order, but she did more than offer. His reaction surprized him, but with her arms around him, there was simply no way to resist responding as he felt about her. He pressed his lips into hers, drew her close to him with both arms around her, then sought her tongue with his own.
 
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Karen allowed Tom's tongue easy access to her lips, her teeth, then her own tongue, which slid across and swirled around his before slipping into his mouth to tease and tickle his hard palate. During the prolonged kiss, her right hand slowly caressed down his back, stopped to squeeze and fondle his buns, wandered around to stroke the front of his left thigh, and then, ever so slowly, Karen broke the kiss, backed away and announced, "That's six!"








 
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Karen allowed Tom's tongue easy access to her lips, her teeth, then her own tongue, which slid across and swirled around his before slipping into his mouth to tease and tickle his hard palate. During the prolonged kiss, her right hand slowly caressed down his back, stopped to squeeze and fondle his buns, wandered around to stroke the front of his left thigh, and then, ever so slowly, Karen broke the kiss, backed away and announced, "That's six!"
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Tom reluctantly watched Karen back away, out of his arms. He was hot and hard for her, but smiling with admiration -- at how casually she had taken the kiss and how easily she left him panting with desire for her.
 

Karen walked around the back of Josephine's chair and knelt at its right side. Looking up at her mentor, her inspiration, well-nigh her mother, Karen spoke in a deep tone.

"May I have the honor of your kiss, m'Lady?"

 
Nostalgia



“May I have the honor of your kiss, m'Lady?” Karen requested from her knees next to Josephine’s chair.

“Of course, my Darling,” Josephine replied. “Here, climb up on my lap, like you used to do.”


 
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The professor knelt. "May I pay homage when your heir finishes to you both?
The empress has chosen well Even the young womens breathing was erotic.
 
Samantha smiled feeling his hand pull hers gently upwards so she may feel what his thoughts were all about. Feeling how hard he already was made her nibble on her lips.

His voice was erotic teasingly but also kind and gentle at the same time.

“Yes Sir I believe I have….I would be honoured to wash IT”

She said when she slowly started to rub him softly before standing back up making sure thou that her breasts brushed over his hand as she stood with a bend over upper body to tease as much as she could before she removed her hand between his legs.

“Coffee is all you wish Sir or may I bring you something else?!”

Samantha couldn’t help it she felt so playful at the moment thou she had held Karen always in the corner of her eyes to watch where and what she was doing to be able to read from her eyes if she needed anything. Seeing her by Josephine and wanting her next kiss she knew she had a few more mins before Karen would move on to the Prince and then Samantha wouldn’t be the tease in that moment and didn’t want to get in the way.
 
“Here,” Josephine invited Karen when she asked for a birthday kiss. “Climb up on my lap, like you used to do.”

Karen knew exactly to what she referred. As a child, Karen took every opportunity to snuggle up in Josephine's lap. She always smelled so good, and she would take time to read to Karen. She did not read dumb children's books either. She introduced Karen to Tolkien, Rowling, and Burroughs, and read to her all of Heinlein's juveniles, Asimov's Foundation Triliogy, and To Kill a Mockingbird and Lord of the Flies. Other times they would watch movies together like Casablanca, The Sound of Music, or The Wizard of Oz.

Naturally, not long after turning ten, Karen decided she had grown too old for laps. Now, almost eight years later, she had to refrain from literally jumping into Josephine's lap when invited. Instead, she slowly stood, turned around, and carefully sat across Josephine's thighs, facing to her right. She turned her face toward Josephine and softly wrapped her arms around her neck.

“I miss this,” she admitted.
 
Carl leaned in closely to Samantha's ear on the pretense of looking at Karen and Josephine and let his hand snake between her legs unseen below table level.

"Well I would like a drink from this my dear, but I am sure this is not the time or the place. Perhaps some other time though when you are free," he grinned. "I know you have a prior engagement tonight," he said glancing at the rough looking groundsman still standing quietly by the kitchen door, "but maybe some other time while I am here?"

He twirled his fingers inside her a little more then casually sat back in his chair with a look of contentment on his face and then took a sip of coffee. Then catching her eye he delicately licked his fingers clean.
 
Samantha bite her lip as she listened to his whisper. Her fingers also kept up there dutie on his bulge as if trying to get him also wild in thoughts like she was now with the feeling of his hand between her legs swirling his fingers in her she almost moaned out. Nodding she slowly stood rubbing her thighs ever so slightly against each other and trying not to let someone notice her excitement at this point.

She glanced over to Gus and smirked some hoping he hadn’t played with her and wasn’t going to keep his promise, thou thinking of it, it wouldn’t be that bad if so she would just go and see if the prince then would need something and offer herself for him if he wouldn’t be busy with someone else if she didn’t get the chance to take that drink with Gus.

Samantha walked teasingly very close by Gus heading to the counter to set the bottle and coffee back on it to stand behind Karen’s chair waiting for a new task or wait for someone else needing something of her while she watched Karen on her Kissing tour.
 
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Karen carefully sat across Josephine’s thighs, facing to her right. She turned her face toward Josephine and softly wrapped her arms around her neck.

“I miss this,” she said, referring back to how she, as a child, took every opportunity to snuggle up in Josephine's lap.

“Me too, Dear, but now that you’re an adult, being in my lap can have a whole new significance.” As she began passionately French kissing Karen, Josephine set her right hand ever so gently on Karen’s bare right thigh, just below the hem of her short pleated skirt.

 
“I miss this,” Karen said, referring back to how she, as a child, took every opportunity to snuggle up in Josephine's lap.

“Me too, Dear,” Josephine agreed. “But now that you’re an adult, being in my lap can have a whole new significance.”

As she began passionately French kissing Karen, Josephine set her right hand ever so gently on Karen’s bare right thigh, just below the hem of her short pleated skirt.

Karen moaned softly and parted her legs slightly, just enough to open a three inch gap between her thighs.
 
Tickling Her Fancy



As she began passionately French kissing Karen, Josephine set her right hand ever so gently on Karen’s bare right thigh, just below the hem of her short pleated skirt. Karen moaned softly and parted her legs slightly, just enough to open a three inch gap between her thighs. Letting her hand slide down to caress the inside of Karen’s right thigh, Josephine then slipped it up under Karen’s skirt. Not terribly surprised to discover she wore no underwear, Josephine used her index fingertip to softly stroke the slit of Karen’s womanhood.

 
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Professor edgeways knew young karen was being crowned by this act.
Mere sexuallity had a much deeper and nobler movement.
The mistress rubbed and thrusted and he was allowed to watch.
Thank the Gods he could their them Breathing. The lungs were an erotic intersment.
He knelt at both their feet his twisted body paying homage completly
 

Karen moaned audibly when Josephine stroked her womanhood. The fact that she did it under the table with all their guests around them turned her on all the more. She plunged her tongue deeply into Josephine mouth and slid it around to tickle.

 
Tickle Witness

A quick glance around the room showed Tom that all eyes were on the two women at the head of the table.

It hadn't taken long for Karen to get Tom's cock growing rapidly when she kissed him. It continued to grow now as he watched her sit in Josephine's lap. As he was still standing near the end of the table, Tom heard Karen moan and watched Josephine's hand moving slowly between the girl's legs as their tongues met. He folded his hands in front of the tight bulge in his jeans, and imagined being in Josephine's place.
 
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Karen moaned audibly. Hearing that, Michele had no doubt what the Mistress had done. She could not wait until her turn to give Karen her birthday kiss.

 
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