Some Things Change...

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James waded out of the cold water, feeling much more refreshed. He wasn't sure of the time, but he knew that it was well after midnight. He had barely slept over the last few nights, first because he was with Anne, and then the next night because he couldn't get Claire out of his mind.

He entered his cabin and collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion. Much to his surprise and relief, he quickly drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep. The next thing James knew, morning had come. The bright sun was streaming through his windows, and he could tell that he had slept later than normal.

James dressed quickly and headed towards the barn to see if the other workers had left him anything for breakfast. His growling stomach reminded him that he had eaten very little over the past two days. Fortunately, the house maid who brought breakfast to the men every morning had managed to save James some food, and he hungrily shoveled it down.

"My my, you sho are hungry, Mr. Aultman," the maid said with a bit of teasing in her voice. James had expected word to get out that Ms. Anna Houston had come to visit him the night before, so he wasn't surprised at the knowing tone of her voice. What she didn't know, however, was that the rumor of Anna's visit paled in comparison to what had actually happened. If the maids knew what their boss had been doing just hours earlier, they likely would have fainted from shock.

James suddenly realized that the thought of Claire had not crossed his mind until that moment. In his haste to join the other workers in the days tasks he hadn't even remembered everything that happened. Even thinking back on it, he almost felt like the entire night had been some sort of weird dream.

James thanked the maid for breakfast before hurrying off toward the dock. He knew that Phillip was still in Charleston, and there was no one else to assign the men their day's work. Of course, they all knew what needed to be done, so he felt sure they were doing ok.

Then James remembered his promise to Phillip that he didn't need to worry about being in trouble with Claire for going to Charleston without permission. Fair Oaks was nearly as important to Phillip as it was to him, so James decided that he would have to go explain things to Claire right away. And besides, he was curious to see how she would act towards him. He set off towards the house, a sly smile once again on his face.

 

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After her refreshing bath, Claire stepped out of the tub and after having bathed herself she felt less like a ....whore. Part of her could not help wondering what James was thinking at the moment. Silly as it was, those were her thoughts. Shaking her head, she started for the kitchen.

It was naught more but a rendezvous. He needed it, she needed it. Once they'd finished there was nothing more to say about the matter. One of the kitchen maids hurried in as Claire took a seat at the kitchen table and set a glass of orange juice in front of her eggs, bacon, and toast.

"Marie!" She snapped, "Why did that simpleton give me...toast. You know I detest..."

"Toast...yes'm I know. I'll make sure it's fixed right away." Marie said, finishing her sentence and then lowering her eyes submissively.

However, she just stood there...doing nothing. This was the perfect distraction from James. It always made Clarissa happy to make others lives miserable.

"Well...do it....now!" Claire said, slowly as if her personal maid had a hard time speaking english.

 

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James reached the house and walked up the front steps, letting himself into the house just as he had done a few hours earlier. He heard Claire scolding one of her maids and followed the sound of her voice into the dining room. "I see you're in a wonderful mood this morning," James interrupted. The maid quickly left the room, taking advantage of the distraction that James provided.

"I just wanted to let you know that Phillip had to go to town on an errand. He'll be back as soon as he can." Without waiting for Claire to respond, James turned and started walking towards the door. Just as he was about to leave the room, he stopped and smiled before turning back to face Claire. "Is there anything that you require of me today? Any special jobs that you need me to perform?" James smiled at Claire, making the double meaning of his words very clear.

 

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Claire visibly stiffened at the sound of James' voice. Swallowing hard, she allowed herself to relax and then glanced over at him with a nonchalant look, as though nothing had happened between the two. She noticed that Marie had scurried off when he arrived and made a note to fuss at her about excusing herself without Claire's approval.

She opened her mouth to ask him when Phillip would return, thankful that he was still keeping a level head about what happened between the two. However, he didn't let her speak..instead he asked if there was anything more she would like him to do for her.

Images, ghastly dirty images crawled through the recesses of her mind. She squeezed her legs together tightly, trying to supress that small bit of desire that tried to sneak up on her.

"No, thank you." She said, meaning for it to come out harsher than it actually had. Instead of looking him in the eye, she averted them to stare at her full glass of orange juice.

 

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"Very well," James responded. "If anything changes and you suddenly need me, I believe you know where to find me." He turned and left the room, thoroughly pleased with himself. He knew that his words would remind Claire of what she had seen at his cabin the night before.

James left the house and set out to find the other workers. The hours passed uneventfully as he focused on the day to day workings of the plantation. Phillip returned from Charleston, but neither he nor James mentioned the trip or why it was required. Before they knew it, the sun was setting and the work day was over.

After eating dinner with the other men, James returned to his cabin. As he always did, he headed down to the creek behind his house where he stripped out of his clothes and waded into the water. Even before the war when James' family owned Fair Oaks, he still preferred bathing in the creek as opposed to in a tub. He relaxed in the cool water, and for the first time in hours, he let his mind drift to thoughts of what had happened the night before. It didn't take long for the images in his head to cause James' body to react. He reached his hand down under the water and felt his cock growing hard. Absentmindedly, he began to stroke it slowly as his body slipped into a state of deep relaxation.

 

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Claire swallowed hard at his last words to her, before closing her eyes and willing herself not to beg him to take her right there on the table. No! That was just highly unacceptable. Despite the fact that James was a suitable lover, he was still a servant.

Claire needed to get out. That was her problem, she stayed cooped up in the stupid farm, not really socializing with anyone. This was why she relied on the help to.....help her with her needs.

Throughout the day, Clarissa went about driving the housemaids crazy with her demands. That evening, she had no idea what she was to do. With the maids gone for the evening, she was left alone...once more. Only now, she had time to dwell on fantasies she should not have been having about a certain servant.

"This is madness!" She grumbled. Standing up, she was determined to find something to do. Anything! As long as it didn't involve anything to do with James, it would at the very least be something. Knitting, this is what plantation females did, yes?

It was far from the lavish parties she was used to attending but...at least it was something. After a few moments of knitting, Claire found it boring and moved on to reading a Jane Austen novel. It was sufficient...for now.

 

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James was awakened from his trance by a rumble of thunder in the distance. He looked towards the south-east and saw storm clouds being illuminated by lightning. It was pretty common for thunderstorms to roll off of the ocean this time of year, and the fields needed the rain anyway.

James had almost forgotten what he had been doing until he realized that his hand was still wrapped around his hard shaft. He laughed to himself as he walked towards the bank. Within the last 24 hours, James had fucked 2 women, one of whom was his boss. And yet there he was playing with himself as though he hadn't had sex in months.

James wondered how Anna was doing--- he felt bad about the way things had ended with her. And he wondered how much time Claire had spent thinking about the previous night. He hoped that she was driving herself crazy thinking about him, wishing he would come back to her room again and give her what she had been thinking of all day.

James returned to his cabin, half way expecting Claire to be there waiting for him, begging him to fuck her. But she wasn't there... just his tiny, empty cabin with it's small table and bed and two windows. Meanwhile, Claire was in his house, the large, beautiful mansion that had been in James' family for generations. The mere thought made James blood boil. He scolded himself for almost forgetting how much he detested Claire. She was the enemy, and what had happened the night before was merely a way to prove to Claire that he ran Fair Oaks, not her.

James stood in the doorway of his cabin, staring up at the white house in the distance. The air had cooled and he could feel the electricity of the impending storm. The flashes of lightning were almost constant, and the rumble of the thunder shook the windows of his cabin. The first heavy drops of rain fell, splashing against James' still nude body, but he didn't move. He just stared at the house, trying to focus on his hatred of Claire. His still hard cock standing straight out in front of him, however, revealed his lust for her.

 

[princesssexci]

Pride and Prejudice was a fantastic novel. It was very well written, with many ups and downs in the...okay, to be honest Clarissa was not particularly caring for her book at the moment. She'd read it plenty of times to know every single line of the book and having passed her favorite scene, where Mr. Darcy finds Elizabeth in a bookstore and they banter with one another; she was feeling rather...bored.

Sighing exasperatedly, she stood and walked towards her balcony. Since it was raining, she decided not to stand out there. She was in no mood to get wet. Squinting her eyes, she saw something though.

Frowning, she stepped outside if only for a few moments to see what it was. Her eyes widened and her heart stopped at the sight of James standing in the rain. From the master bedroom, pretty much everything could be seen. Meanwhile, her white night gown was getting wetter and wetter clinging tightly to her body.

Catching herself as her gaze slowly slid down his body to where he stood at full attention, Claire felt her body tingle as she remembered the night before, how good it felt to have his cum all over her.

What was happening to her?!

Shaking her head, she hurried back inside to dry off.

 

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James stood in the rain, staring at the house for what seemed like hours. Finally, he decided to go into his cabin and try to get some sleep. But just as he turned to go inside, something caught his eyes. Someone was on the balcony of the house, and it could only be one person. None of the maids would be upstairs at night--- it was Claire! James could only make out her silhouette because of the light coming from the fireplace inside the room. But then the lightning flashed, and he could see her clearly.

Claire was soaking wet, standing in the rain just like he was. Her thin gown clung to every curve of her body. From such a distance, James couldn't make any details, but his mind filled in what his eyes couldn't see. He imagined her firm breasts and hard nipples pressing against the fabric, begging to be licked and sucked. He imagined the curve of her ass as the material hugged it. And he imagine her sweet pussy, even wetter than the rest of her body, aching to be fucked again.

But what was she doing standing in the rain? Could she see him?!?! Surely she couldn't... it was incredibly dark around his cabin, and he had no lantern or candles burning inside. But the lightning... the lightning lit up the sky almost constantly. Perhaps she could see him standing there, his hard cock throbbing, jutting out from his hips.

And then Claire turned and disappeared back into her room. James guessed that she hadn't seen him after all. He went inside his own cabin, quickly drying himself before collapsing onto his bed. He found himself unable to get Claire out of his mind, her wet body calling to him. He wished that Anna was there to take his mind off of her, although he doubted she could help him.

 

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Anna paced back and forth knowing she should just go to bed. After all, it was raining and she was already soaking wet. However the light from the thunder and lightning made it easy for her to see how hard James was and it only sent naughty naughty images to mind.

Images of him taking her as he had done the night before swam through her mind constantly. It was all she could seem to think about. Growling from frustration and sexual tension, she flopped onto the bed as ungracefully as possible, not really caring at the moment.

She desperately wanted to walk to his cabin, let him have her again but she couldn't seem to do so. It was raining and she would catch a cold. Besides, it was better this way and it wasn't like he knew she'd been staring at him.

After hours of debating with herself, she finally drifted off to sleep. The next morning, she was even bitchier than she normally was. Sexual tension was to blame. Anyone who crossed her path got bitched at for one reason or another and when she was at least 98 % sure that James wasn't paying any heed to her, she would watch him from the window..

 

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James tossed and turned all night, frequently waking up to find his cock still throbbing and aching. His dreams were filled with images of Claire--- kissing, sucking, fucking him every way imaginable. She had surprised James with her willingness to please; he had expected her to simply lay still and stare at the ceiling. Now all he could do was wonder what other things she was willing to do. Would she suck him until he exploded in her mouth and then swallow his seed? Would she scream his name if he get her away from the house and out of earshot of the maids? Would she take him in her ass the way Anna had taken him?

Hour after hour James tried to slip, having very little success. Finally, the sun began to rise. He was glad that morning had come because he hoped that the day's chores would take his mind off of Claire. He had to find a way to focus on other thing. If he didn't, he was going to drive himself crazy and she was going to have total control over him.

Throughout the day, James fought to push Claire from his mind. But it seemed that every time he turned around he saw her. First she was standing on her balcony and he could have sworn she was watching him, but she quickly turned away when he looked at her. Then she was out walking in the rose garden near the house. Then she was sitting on the front porch, sipping a drink. James couldn't remember a day since CLaire had come to Fair Oaks that she had spent so much time outside. She hated the outdoors, the heat, the humidity--- was she trying to spy on him? Or was James trying to make something of nothing?

Finally, the work day ended and James and the other men gathered near the barn under the shade of the oak trees for supper. When he had finished eating, James said goodnight to the others and headed off towards his cabin. As he did every evening, James slipped down to the creek behind his cabin, stripped out of his clothes, and waded out into the cool water.

 

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Finally, evening came and Claire knew exactly where James had gone. It was like a habit, he was at the creek. Despite the fact that she knew she shouldn't go there; she couldn't help but want to go there. Her body had ached for him all day. It was like whenever her father had gotten intoxicated with alcohol and couldn't seem to stop.

That was how she had begun to feel about James, after only one night! It amazed her how one night could change how you viewed someone. Oh, she still believed him to be as common as any of the .... farm workers there, however now he at least had some sort of appeal to him.

As soon as her maid had left for the evening, Clarissa had decided that she would take this moment to go to him, while she still had the courage. Otherwise, she'd remain in the house, longing for him as she'd done the night before.

And it was pointless to do so, especially when it was clear he was at least slightly attracted to her. No man could get hard with a woman and not be slightly attracted to her, at least thats what she told herself. Slowly, she grabbed her shall to cover her scantily clad body towards the creek. It was a far walk and if she wanted to see him before morning fell, she would have to hurry.

 

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After what might have been 30 minutes or so of relaxing in the cool water of the creek, James decided that he should try to get some sleep. He had been thinking of Claire the entire time he had been in the water, and his semi-hard manhood arched out in front of him as he waded towards the bank.

James slowly made his way over to his clothes where he grabbed his towel and began to dry himself off. He was careful to avoid his cock, afraid that if he touched it at all then he wouldn't be able to resist wrapping his hand around it and stroking it. And if he allowed himself to do that, James doubted he would be able to resist the powerful urge he felt to sneak once again into Claire's bedroom. He felt certain that she wouldn't resist him. But he would be giving in to her if he went to her, and then she would hold the power again.

As James dried his body, his mind drifted to Claire again. He couldn't stop picturing her incredible body and her beautiful face. The image of her taking him into her mouth, stroking his shaft with her hand as she sucked him flooded James' head. Without realizing it, James' hand moved to his cock, his fingers wrapped around it and he began to slowly stroke, back and forth, over and over. He dropped the towel to the ground and gave in to the urge, his hand pumping his swollen rod faster and faster as he lost control of himself.

 

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Claire continued making her way towards the creek. Part of her felt nervous. It was as though after that one night, he had total and complete control over her. Yes, she had tried to ignore the urge to see him, to brush it off. She'd tried to tell herself that it was because she hadn't had sex at all, since the death of her husband.

However, she knew the truth.

She just refused to admit it to herself. Making it closer to the creek, she swallowed hard and quickly hid behind the trees. It was James and he was...stroking himself again. He hadn't seemed to notice her though. Peeking from behind the tree, she noticed that his eyes were...closed.

W-was he ...thinking about her? Her heart thumped quickly at the mere thought fo him fantasizing about her. At least, she knew she wasn't alone then. That is, IF he was actually fantasizing about her.

 

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James finally let his hand fall from his shaft. Pleasuring himself wasn't what he wanted... what he needed. He wanted Claire. He wanted to kiss her, fill her body pressed against his. He needed to fill her wetness on his fingers and taste her on his tongue. He wanted to hear her moan his name as she flooded his mouth with her juices. He needed to feel her lips wrapped around his cock and her tongue bathing him with her saliva. He needed to bury himself inside her, to fuck her, pound her, thrust his cock into her until he exploded.

In frustration, James snatched his clothes and towel from the ground, but he did not get dressed or even bother to cover himself with the towel. He turned towards his cabin and began to walk towards the trees that hid his private spot from the rest of the plantation. Suddenly, James heard a sound from behind a large oak. He turned in time to see a figure disappearing into the darkness and he knew immediately who it was.

"Claire!!!! Stop!!!" he commanded. "Turn around and face me!!!"

 

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He was leaving, which meant that it was time for Claire to depart. He hadn't cum so she guessed that it obviously was enough and though she wanted to go to him, to let him have his way with her, her pride would not allow it. Therefore, she headed back towards the mansion. Her first step was on a twig, making a snapping sound.

Maybe he hadn't heard it? No such luck.

"Claire!!!! Stop!!!" he commanded. "Turn around and face me!!!"

Clarissa froze in midstep, closed her eyes in shame; for she'd been caught once more. This time however, there was no other female about to distract him. Slowly, Clarissa turned with her head held high, trying not to show any sort of embarrassment. Instead, she acted as though she'd done nothing wrong.

Her eyes roamed down his body before making full eye contact with him. "Yes?" Came her soft, sweet voice.

 

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James should have been furious that Claire was spying on him again. But he couldn't bring himself to be angry, not now at least. Claire stood looking at him as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. She acted as though she hadn't just been hiding and watching him stroke himself.

James closed the distance between them slowly; he wasn't sure what he was going to do when he reached her. He drew nearer, his throbbing manhood leading the way as if it was drawn to her by some sort of magnet. When he reached her, James moved so close to Claire that he could smell her perfume and feel her breath on his chest as he looked down at her. He grabbed her hand, forcing it to his cock and barely managing to stifle a groan as her fingers closed around him.

In a voice somewhere between threatening and pleading, James managed to utter, "Is this what you're searching for?!?!"

 

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Claire swallowed hard as he slowly began approaching her. She bit her lip, but made it a point not to lose eye contact with him. She was the boss, he was just a mere servant when it all came down to it. He was nothing, absolutely nothing.

Finally he reached her, she only stood up to the height of his chest. Her gentle breathes lightly caressed his chest as he grabbed her hand and led it down to his already rigid cock.

"Is this what you're searching for?!?!"

That prideful part of her wanted to say no, but as soon as her delicate fingers wrapped around his manhood, she found that she couldn't say no. "I..." she stammered, blushing a bright red, "Yes."

 

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"Yes," Claire admitted. She sounded defeated, as though she was giving in. The truth was, so was James. He dropped his head and captured Claire's lips with his own as he pressed her back against the oak tree she had been hiding behind. His hands immediately assaulted her body, finding her firm breasts, squeezing and massaging them in his strong hands. He pumped his cock into her soft hand without thinking as he drove his tongue into her mouth.

James pushed the wrap that Claire wore off of her shoulders and tore at the flimsy gown underneath. It took little effort to rip the thin cotton fabric open, exposing her smooth pale breasts to the cool air. James dipped his head lower and found one of Claire's hard nipples with his mouth. He sucked it between his lips and tugged at it roughly. He found her other nipple with his fingers and teased it, pinching and rolling it until Claire whimpered.

At the same time, James' other hand slid down Claire's body and found her ass, cupping the firm flesh and pulling her against him. The precum leaking from his cock had coated Claire's hand and James pumped his slippery shaft harder and harder between her fingers. James' fingers worked at the cotton gown, pulling it higher and higher up her thighs until he felt her bare skin. He lifted her leg to wrap it around his waist, opening her up to him in the process. With Claire pinned against the tree and balancing on one leg, James had complete control over her.

 

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Claire moaned softly as James suddenly began kissing her. She hadn't expected that at all. She'd expected him to taunt her for being so weak. Though, she had to admit, she was greatful that he wasn't taunting but doing something to alleviate both of their problems which at the moment was the strong sexual tension for which they both carried for one another.

She eagerly began responding to the kiss as her back was pushed against the oak tree right behind her, causing her to moan. Her back arched as he began massaging her breasts and went immediately back to work at stroking his cock when she felt him thrusting in her hands.

With quick movements, James had removed her wrap and then tore her sheer night gown. The cold night air brushed against her body, causing her nipples to harden. Her lips parted as James found her nipple and began playing with it. "Oh god, James..."

She hadn't stopped stroking him, if anything her forefinger lightly teased the head for awhile then she stroked the full length once more. As he worked her night gown up, she felt precum on her hand, let go of his cock and began licking it off her hand. She watched with interest as he lifted her leg around his waist. There was nowhere to turn now. She was trapped and god help her but she wanted to be trapped by him.