Some Things Change...

[DMB1981]

The formal sound of Anna's words stung, but James knew that it was the truth. The way things were right now, this was the only way they could be together. He looked into Anna's eyes, brushing his fingers lightly across her cheek. Even though he wouldn't say the words, he hoped that she could see in his eyes how he felt about her.

James decided it would be best if they let things cool off for the night. As much as he wanted to have his way with Anna once again, there were just too many emotions flowing. He kissed her again on the lips, this time softly, as if to tell her "Good night" without words.

He pulled her to him again, her head resting against his chest. Before long, he heard her breathing slow and knew that she was asleep. Son after, James slipped into a deep sleep as well.

Some time later, James awoke. The sun was just beginning to peek through the window. As quietly as possible, James eased out of Anna's bed. Standing there, he looked down at her and couldn't get over how beautiful she was. At times like this, he often doubted whether or not he was making the right decision by staying at Fair Oaks.

Pushing the thoughts out of his mind, James crept out of Anna's bedroom. He retrieved his clothes from in front of the fireplace and got dressed. James added some logs to the fire and stoked it until the logs were engulfed in flames before closing the screen. It was a small gesture, but at least Anna would wake to a warm, although empty, house.

James left Anna's house the way he had come, ducking down the back alley to avoid being seen by any of the neighbors. Little did he know that his presence was already known and was making it's way through the grapevine of gossip.

James made his way to the market area to take care of the business that Mrs. Allen had sent him handle. She had told him to be back by noon, and James should have explained to her that he would have to wait for high tide that evening just as he had when he had left the day before. But for whatever reason, he not told her. Perhaps he just wanted to see the look on her face and hear the anger in her voice when he showed up back at Fair Oaks hours after she told him to return.

 

[princesssexci]

When Anna awakened later that morning, she found her house empty yet again. Sighing, she just stared at the ceiling of her house. She was alone once more. It wasn't as if she didn't know this was how things would end. They always ended like this with James returning back to Fair Oaks and Anna staying there, alone.

She had only hoped...

It was foolish to hope though. She'd seen the love in his eyes but his love for her was no match for the love he had for that plantation and Anna knew that until he gained control of it, once more; there would be no real future for the two of them.

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"Those are but rumors Janice.." one of the plantation workers by the name Phillip had said, brushing off what she said. Apparently, his wife had heard her mistress talking about Mister Aultman and his liason with a miss Anna Marie Houston. Apparently, her mistress was Anna's best friend.

"No, I swears ta ya. She saw him walkin in the house next door last night." She insisted.

"PHILLIP!" Came the shrill scream of Clarissa. His mistress was furious..again. It was probably due to the fact that Mister Aultman hadn't returned from the city yet.

"Yes maam." He said as his wife tried to hide behind him while the blonde haired mistress stalked towards them. For a moment, Claire was distracted. "Who is this?" She asked

"Ah, my wife maam? She was just fixin to leave."

"Good, see that she does. Where is James?" Her eyes flicked over the field. She rarely came outside, afraid of getting dirty. Today however was different because without James supervising that meant she was forced to do so and she had no idea how to supervise...farmers.

"He ain't come back, yet maam."

"Probably still with his lover..." Janet giggled. This caused Phillip to glare at his wife and Clarissa to frown.

"His lover hm? I told him to go to town to get supplies for the farm, groceries and he's off dallying?" She scoffed. How dare he enjoy himself while she was trapped on this god forsaken farm! Oh he'd pay...

"You..." She spat at the girl, "should return to your mistress before I have you arrested for property invasion." Her eyes snapped towards Phillip, "And you, when James returns tell him he is to see me immediately."

 

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James finished loading the supplies onto the small boat that he had brought to Charleston and checked his pocket watch for the time. "11 a.m.", he muttered out loud. "Gonna be a few hours before I can leave."

James walked back up the dock, slipping the dockmaster some money to keep an eye on the boat as he passed by. A part of James wanted to go back to Anna's house, but he knew that would only cause more heartache. Instead, he walked down the street to one of the small pubs. It had been ages since he had enjoyed an hour or two of drinking whiskey and shooting the breeze with other men. Sure, he got along well with the workers on the plantation, but they had no knowledge of business or politics or really anything that went on outside of Fair Oaks and the neighboring plantations.

Taking a seat in the dimly lit bar, James ordered a whiskey and some lunch. He soon felt right at home, the way he had felt as a younger man before the war. He attended school in the city, and he and his friends would often waste away the hours drinking and throwing darts and trying (usually unsuccessfully) to woo the local debutantes. That was before the War--- before everything changed.

The hours seemed to fly by as James made small-talk with the bartender and various other men who came into the bar. Before he new it, the clock over the bar chimed 3 o'clock. Paying his tab and saying his goodbyes, James made his way reluctantly back to the docks. For a little while, he had felt almost "normal". But now it was time to go back to reality, a reality in which he was forced to answer to a shrew of a woman who owned HIS beloved home.

The trip back to Fair Oaks was uneventful, and by 8pm he had arrived at the plantation's dock. He was greeted immediately by Phillip, one of the hired hands. Taking the rope that James' threw to him and looping it around the post, Phillip hurriedly told James that Mrs. Allen wanted to see him right away. He also warned James that she was in a bad mood, even for her.

"I bet she is," was all James said as he stepped onto the dock. "I'll send somebody down to help you unload this stuff and bring it back to the house." With that, he strolled off towards the house as if he didn't have a care in the world. He had known what he was walking into. In a strange way, he was looking forward to it.

As James neared the house, he saw one of the maids outside sweeping the porch. She dropped her broom and ran inside, and by the time James reached the steps of the house Mrs. Allen came storming out of the front door.

"Evening, ma'am," James said casually, as he didn't know what was coming. "You wanted to see me?"

 

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"Missus Allen, Missus Allen!!!" Called one of Claire's maids as she rushed up the stairs the moment James stepped on the plantation. Claire had been in the bedroom, brushing through her blonde hair. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 3 pm and still no James.

Probably dallying with some cheap whore. "Missus Allen!!!" Marie called.

"What is it?" She snapped, turning abruptly. Her pink flowery dress hugged her curves quite nicely. It showed just a bit of bosom but not overly so to make her look like a common whore.

"Mister Ault--"

"Mister? You talk as if he's some imporantance." Claire scoffed.

"I --I mean, James has returned to the plantation maam.." the girl said looking down.

"Thank you, Marie. You're dismissed." She stood and did a once over in the mirror. She walked downstairs where James was waiting for her.

"You wanted to see me?"

As soon as she reached the bottom, she gave him a cold calculating smile. "Evening? Funny thing you should say that. I believe I told you to come back around 12. It is now..." her eyes flicked towards the clock. "almost 5 pm."

She paused, waiting for some sort of reaction from him. Oh how she missed bitching at him for no apparent reason. Twas always fun to get him all riled up by simply giving orders.

" I've heard a few unseemly rumours about you, James. However, the nice woman that I am. I don't listen to town gossip. I mean, really what sort of girl would actually take you for a lover...unless she was just plain desperate."

And she loved hitting below the belt and her words her definitely below the belt.

 

[DMB1981]

James had to admit, Clarissa's last comment caught him off guard. He had expected her to chastise him and belittle him, but he had not expected her to know where he had been. He had to fight the anger that surged inside him at her insult of Anna, even though she didn't know who Anna was.

Regaining his composure, James replied first to her anger at his late return. "Well, I do apologize for not getting back by noon, but as I explained yesterday high tide is not until later in the afternoon, so I had to wait until it was safe to return."

"As for the rumor you heard, Mrs. Allen, that is quite the juicy bit of gossip. But I must admit, I can't deny its truth." James refused to enable Clarissa to hold anything over his head. She obviously had found out where he was, so all denying it would do is give her the upper hand. "I went to visit a very special friend. You see, men like me have certain needs of a physical nature, and there's just nothing here at Fair Oaks that can satisfy those needs."

He had, in one sentence, managed to take away Clarissa's ammunition against him and, at the same time, insult her by insinuating that she did not possess the charms that other women possessed. James was quite proud of himself, though he knew that he had just dug himself much deeper into a hole.

 

[princesssexci]

A special friend?

Huh. Sounded more like a common whore to Claire. However, she felt like she had shot him enough. Claire saw the brief flash of anger which was pleasing enough. Howver, his words had hit below the belt...or skirts in this case when he basically insinuated that she was nothing more than an old widow.

She remained as calm as possible (at least as calm as she thought which wasnt much)

"I see..."

Of course, she couldn't just let him get away with such words. "Well, since you were gone for sooo long and Phillip had to do both his job and yours..." Whatever the hell that was, "then from today on out, Phillip will be directing you on what to do." She smirked.

Yes, it was a foolish move. Phillip was nothing but a farm hand and probably knew less than she did. However, it was the perfect revenge. No one here at Fair Oaks, indeed!

 

[DMB1981]

James stood in silence for a few seconds before nodding his head slightly in compliance. "Whatever you say, Mrs. Allen. I'll inform Phillip right away that he is now my supervisor." he said before turning to walk away. He had to hold back his laughter as he headed back down to the dock to inform Phillip of his promotion.

Regardless of what Clarissa told him, Phillip would never imagine being the boss of James. What she didn't understand was that, among those employees who had stayed at Fair Oaks after the war, James was still the rightful owner of the plantation. Mr. Allen, Clarissa's deceased husband, had been a good man and had quickly earned the respect of James. Because they saw the respect that James held for Mr. Allen, the workers also respected him.

That respect, however, was not transferred to Clarissa. In the mind of the workers, she was simply a spoiled lady who they were forced to work for until the day that Fair Oaks was once again returned to the rightful owners, the Aultman family.

Reaching the docks, James told Phillip of the recent turn of events. "So, I guess I'll be answering to you from now on... sir," James told him without the least bit of sarcasm in his voice. A look of panic and worry spread over Phillip's face at the news. In all honesty, Phillip knew more about Fair Oaks than anybody except James. He was perfectly capable of running the day to day operations. But Phillip was not educated. He knew nothing of the business or politics that played such an important role in managing a large plantation. James was responsible for forming relationships with suppliers and purchasers, brokering deals, making sure he received the best prices and wasn't cheated... all things which Phillip was incapable of.

Finally, after letting Phillip suffer long enough, James broke out in laughter. "Don't worry, Old Man. I'll be right there beside you if you have any questions." James had grown up calling Phillip by the name Old Man. It was a term of endearment. It wouldn't have been proper for a master of the house, no matter what age, to call a worker "Sir" of "Mister", but James parents had instilled in him a sense of respect for those people who made it possible for Fair Oaks to thrive. Calling him Old Man was almost like calling Phillip "Uncle".

A look of pure relief washed over Phillip's face as he realized that James intended to follow Mrs. Allen's order in appearances only. He smiled back at James before joking, "OK, then James. Come over here and unload these supplies from this here boat." James laughed again at the look of discomfort on Old Man's face as he called James by his first name for the first time. Like it or not, he would have to pretend to be James' boss whenever Mrs. Allen or any of her housekeepers were around. They were, after all, her employees and held no allegiance to the Aultman family.

As James and Phillip set about unloading the boat, James thought back on the previous night. Images of Anna laying before him, her nude body his for the taking, her eyes full of lust. He imagined a day when he could bring her to live at Fair Oaks as his wife. He imagined a day when he could take her fully, to be inside her warm, wet tunnel. Visions of them making love in his bed, Anna on top of him, riding his cock as orgasm after orgasm shook her body.

And then suddenly, his visions of Anna were gone. She was replaced by.... Clarissa!!! His boss was riding him, her breasts bouncing and swaying as she called out his name. He pictured himself on his knees in front of her, lapping at her cunt with his tongue while he plunged his fingers into her. He pictured himself laying on a blanket on the bank of the creek behind his cabin, Clarissa on her knees taking him into her mouth, sucking him until he exploded, letting her swallow his seed.

"That's the last of it, Mr. James." James was shocked back to reality by Phillips voice.

"What the hell!?!?" James screamed in his mind. "What is wrong with me? How could I even think about being with that horrible bitch?!?!" He tried to shake the thoughts from his mind. He told himself that he was really thinking about Anna but his argument with Clarissa had played tricks with his mind. But deep down inside James knew the truth--- he wanted her.

 

[princesssexci]

Claire watched with pure and unadulterated satisfaction as James walked out with an almost forelorn look on his face. It served him right. She thought as she calmly walked towards the window to watch the display. Her eyebrow furrowed as Phillip and he laughed.

She didn't see what was so funny about taking orders from a mere slave.

However, he seemed to be taking things better than she assumed he would and hadn't disobeyed her in any way, shape or form. She growled and clenched her fists angrily.

What in the hell was wrong with him?!

It was frustrating, extremely frustrating! Furious, she stormed up the stairs and into her bedroom, slamming the door shut. Though she seemed upset because of James' compliancy, she knew that wasn't the real reason she was angry.

Clarissa found it unfair that James could go dally about in the town while she was trapped there on the stupid farm with the stupid slaves...with no companionship. And she'd rather kill herself than go to town herself and find herself a lover. No, no that wasn't the reason either, not completely.

" You see, men like me have certain needs of a physical nature, and there's just nothing here at Fair Oaks that can satisfy those needs."

Those words rang in her head, especially the last part. It hurt her pride, her self confidence in herself. In New York, she was considered one of the many beauty's in the city. Men in the city knew she was a find and would have done anything to make her their mistress after her husband died.

To have some country bumpkin basically tell her that she was nothing to look at, hurt..badly. Tears began forming in her eyes as she pursed her lips, trying to hold them back.

She hated it here and she wanted to go home!

 

[DMB1981]

James bid Phillip a good night and made his way to his cabin. It had been a long couple of days, and he was beyond tired. But, unfortunately, sleep did not come to him right away. Instead, more thoughts of Clarissa filled his mind. He tried to think of Anna, but he found himself wishing that Clarissa would come sneaking through his door. He imagined her walking silently to his bed, letting her night dress fall to the floor. She placed her finger over his lips as he began to speak, and then she crawled onto the bed. She raised herself above him, straddling him, lowering her already dripping pussy down to his mouth. He imagined the taste of her, the warmth on his tongue.

Without even realizing he was doing it, James slid his hand down to his cock. He wrapped his hand around it, groaning out loud as he began to stroke himself. He imagined Clarissa turning her body around, leaning down and swallowing him into her mouth as she ground her clit into his lips.

Without warning, James was suddenly overcome by a powerful orgasm. He moaned loudly and stroked his cock furiously as his cum shot into the air and splashed against his stomach. Spasm after spasm rocked his body, and it seemed that his orgasm would never end.

Finally, his body began to calm as his hand slowed its motion on his dick. He laid in bed panting, trying to catch his breath. He looked down at himself, the faint light from a single candle flickering over the cum that coated his skin. Shaking his head in shame at what he had just done, James got out of bed and walked outside. He knew that everyone else would be asleep, so he didn't bother putting on any clothes. Instead, he walked the short distance to the creek and plunged into the water. He needed to clean himself of the mess that he had made. But more importantly, he hoped the frigid water would clear his head of his thoughts of Clarissa.

 

[princesssexci]

The whole irony of the situation was while James was fantasizing about Claire, she found herself doing the exact same thing, fantasizing about him. She wasn't even certain where such fantasies had emerged from. She pictured him with his own controlling personality taking advantage of her in many many risque ways.

She pictured him running his hands through her blonde hair while she pleasured his cock with her mouth. Though, it was unseemly in the south...girls in the city seemed more familiar with such sexual ways.

In her fantasies, James was pushing her head further down his cock, guiding her the way a woman should be guided in such things. Her fingers aimlessly wandered down to her honey nest, tickling it with her fingers. Before long, Claire had cum with thoughts of him pounding his cock into her.

'Whos the master now?' he'd say to her.

Shuddering and cumming hard, Claire slowly sat up and decided she needed to get cleaned up. She grabbed her silky nightrobe and ventured downstairs and out of the house. She silently chastised herself for fantasizing such things about that asshole of a man. She blamed it on the fact that it had been sooo long since she'd had sex and not just sex with any man. It had been decades it seemed that she had sex with someone closer to her age.

Though her husband had been a generous lover that didn't take away from his age and how easily he'd gotten tired. Finally, making it to the lake she shivered as the cold breeze whipped through her shoulder length blonde hair. She paused in her steps, blushing furiously and turning away. It was James...in the nude. This was something she definitely didn't need. "Don't you know it's indecent to be going about with...no clothes on." she snapped, her back turned while her heart hammered against her chest. He was even more handsome, nude in real life than in her fantasies.

 

[DMB1981]

James relaxed in the cool water, thoughts of Mrs. Allen finally leaving his mind. At last, he felt that he might be able to go to sleep without thinking of her. He made his way towards the bank, the full moon lighting his way. Suddenly, he was shocked out of his relaxed state by a woman's voice.

"Don't you know it's indecent to be going about with...no clothes on."

It was Clarissa! What the fuck was she doing all the way down by his cabinet at this time of night?!?!

"Oh shit!" James blurted out. He had already made it almost all the way to the bank, and the water only came up to his knees. There was no way to hide, and James made no attempt to conceal himself. Rather than being embarrassed or ashamed, James was instead furious. "Why are you here?!?! You didn't get your fill of yelling at me and belittling me earlier, so you had to come down here in the middle of the night to do it some more?"

James should have exercised more constraint, especially since Clarissa was his boss. But that fact seemed to escape him as he made his way towards her. "You may own this plantation, but that doesn't give you the right to invade my privacy whenever you please. I work for you, but I sure as hell don't belong to you."

James had made his way onto the bank and was standing just a few feet away from Clarissa. He made no attempt to grab his clothes. "Explain yourself," he commanded her. "You came all the way down here for a reason--- tell me why you're here. And turn around and face me. Are you afraid you can't handle what you'll see?"

 

[princesssexci]

Claire hadn't even realized she had wandered so far either. She was silent for a moment, unsure of why she had wandered so far herself. It wasn't like she didn't know where his cabin was and even now, she could see it in the distance. Clarissa opened her mouth and then shut it.

"Do you really think I'd waste my time yelling at you in the middle of the night?" She snapped, finally able to say something. When he ordered her to turn around challenging her on her bravery, she visibly stiffened.

"No, it isn't that..." Her voice was soft, almost...submissive but only for a moment as she gathered her thoughts, "I'd rather not gag at the sight of your naked form. It's rude. As for why I'm here. I don't see why its any of your business but I wanted to take a walk outside. I wandered a little too far, quite obviously. But please don't flatter yourself. It had nothin to do with you."

She still was unable to turn around though.

 

[DMB1981]

For the first time since James had met Mrs. Allen, he heard her voice soften. The normally demanding tone now had a shakiness to it. She was out of her element. He had just stood up to her, and she caved, if only for a moment.

Quickly, she tried to regain the upper hand by insulting him. But it was too late. James had heard the insecurity in her voice. She had, for a brief moment, sounded like a shy young woman instead of the spoiled snob he had come to know. James knew that this was an opportunity to gain an advantage on her. He stepped closer behind her until he was nearly touching her.

"Well if you're so certain that you would find my body so disgusting," he said softly, "Then I guess you should run along back to your big warm bed where you'll be safe from a brute like me. Certainly a refined lady like you has no desires for a working man's body... no desire to feel such rough, strong hands all over you... I'm sure that would be a horrible experience for someone of your kind."

 

[princesssexci]

Claire bit her lip as she heard him moving ever so closer to her. She closed her eyes for a moment, cursing the fact that she was frozen. She felt his hot breath against her ear and nearly caved, nearly. She didn't though as he spoke. Her breath caught in her throat as she pictured everything he was describing to her and her body visibly trembled.

She would not be weak though.

"You are so right, Mister Aultman." She said, moving away from him. "Just like you wouldn't know how to pleasure a refined lady. Oh wait, no I believe your exact words today were there was nothing here at Fair Oaks for you."

Just saying the words made her want to cry. "Enjoy your...bath and good evening."

 

[DMB1981]

James had to fight with every bit of his will-power not to reach out and grab Clarissa as she stormed away. He wanted to pull her to him, to kiss her like she had probably never been kissed in her life. He wanted to carry her to his cabin, rip off her clothes and have his way with her. He wanted to show her what is was like to be fucked good and hard by a real man, not some wealthy "gentleman" who was more than twice her age.

But James did not grab Clarissa. Instead, he watched her storm away toward the main house. He laughed out loud, knowing that his laughter would cut straight to her core. He wasn't worried about any sort of ramifications for his insolence towards her. He knew that a refined lady such as Clarissa wouldn't dare tell anyone what had happened.

As James finally turned to pick up his clothes and go to his cabin, he realized that his cock had, at some point, become fully aroused. He wasn't sure if it was during his yelling at her, or when he was so close to her, or when the almost overwhelming urge to grab her had come over him, but his body had definitely reacted to something. Cursing himself at having such a reaction, James went into his cabin and dropped roughly onto the bed. He knew that there would be no restful sleep that night.

 

[princesssexci]

Clarissa had returned back to the main house safe and soundly. However, her mind swirled with many different thoughts, even worse than before. All of those thoughts involved James in some shape or form. And for the life of her, she couldn't understand why she was so tempted to let James do everything he'd described but that was dangerous.

She already had a hard time with the slaves as it was, but to be involved with one them. Granted, she knew James wasn't actually a slave, he wouldn't be as smart as he was if he had been.

Walking up the steps into her bedroom, Claire collapsed on her bed, fingering herself as she thought of James. She'd seen him if only for a brief moment, she'd seen him nude and could almost imagine just how he would feel thrusting into her, playing with her tits. She could feel his tongue lashing against her pussy eating her out.

A few moments later, she'd cum on her hand again but thought against going to clean up after what had happened. She'd just do so in the morning.

 

[DMB1981]

James finally managed to fall asleep, but it was a fitful sleep full of dreams of Clarissa. He woke as the sun poured through his window and found himself coated in a thin sheen of sweat and his cock as hard as it had been the night before. Groaning in frustration, James muttered to himself, "This is just what I need! All I want is to get rid of this lady, and now all I can think about is fucking her!"

He wanted to wrap his hand around his cock and stroke it until he came again, but he refused. He felt like he would be giving into Clarissa, even though she would never know that he was doing it. Besides, there was work to be done, and he had already overslept.

He set about beginning his day, washing his face in a basin beside his bed before dressing and heading towards the barn. He saw Phillip down by the dock, and went down to find out what was going on. Phillip told him that Mrs. Allen had sent word for him to go back into Charleston for more supplies, and she had specifically forbid James from going with him.

"That arrogant..." James began before stopping himself. Although he knew how Phillip felt about Mrs. Allen, it wouldn't be prudent for James to openly insult her. He didn't want to drag Phillip into his troubles. And then, James had a thought.

"I'll be right back!" he shouted to Phillip as he ran back towards his cabin. He knew that there was just enough tide left for Phillip to be able to make his way to Charleston if he left soon. He grabbed a pen and paper from the small desk that he kept in his cabin and, after hurriedly jotting something down, ran back to give the message to Phillip.

"Take this to Mrs. Anna Houston. Hand it directly to her, not one of her helpers. Then go handle whatever business Mrs. Allen had sent you on. Before you leave, go back to Mrs. Houston's house. Regardless of what happens, you can't let anyone find out about any of this. And please, try to make it back on this afternoon's tide."

With that, James left Phillip to go to the barn to assign that days tasks to the other workers as Phillip left for Charleston. James knew he could trust Phillip to do exactly as he had requested.

 

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The letter:

Dearest Anna,

I regret leaving you in such a haste yesterday. I must tell you that my need for you was far from quenched. I want to see you again. I NEED to see you again.

Please come with Philip back to Fair Oaks. He will see you to my cabin after darkness falls.


Yours,

James

 

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Anna Houston

It was around midmorning that Anna received the letter from her beloved James Aultman. She quickly scanned the letter once, twice, then a third time to make sure she was reading it correctly. A small smile formed across her lips. She had been heartbroken when he'd left so abruptly.

Now, knowing that he hadn't left because of her words sent her to cloud 9, so to speak. She followed Phillip around...or rather was followed around by Phillip as he did his errands and was soon off to Fair Oaks by noon and had arrived at darkness to his cabin.


Claire


Clarissa had indeed ordered Phillip not to allow James to return to the city. Apparently there was a woman there whom he'd been smitten with. She wasn't sure where this jealousy fit came into play. It was unseemly and she didn't like feeling jealous over some whore from the town.

His words from the evening rang in her head. However, if she couldn't be satisfied why should he be able to be satisfied. Throughout the day, she'd kept an eye on James from a distance. He'd seemed anxious and it seemed fitting because ...it just did!!

That night however, she had this inkling to go back down to the river. Why she wasn't sure. Freshening up her hair, she made sure she looked pretty but not so pretty that it looked obvious that she was trying to gain his attention. It was lucky he thought her a vain woman anyways.

 

[DMB1981]

James could barely concentrate on his work throughout the day. The events of the previous night had left him anxious and bothered. He need some form of release. He had to have it or he felt like he would go crazy.

Finally, the workday was done. After sitting down for supper with the workers at the barn, James hurried off to his cabin. He grabbed some clean clothes and then went down to the creek to wash off the dirt and grime from a day of hard work. James had a tub in his cabin, but he preferred the cool water of the creek rather than lugging buckets of water from the well to fill the tub.

He tried to focus on Anna, but he couldn't keep thoughts of Claire out of his mind. He grew hard thinking of her, and he hoped that Anna would arrive soon. He knew that Phillip would be careful not to let her be seen as he snuck her to James' cabin.

As the sun set and the sky grew dark, James made his way back to the cabin. Opening the door, he was surprised and elated to see Anne waiting for him on his bed. He went straight to her, pulling her against him and kissing her deeply, all thoughts of Mrs. Allen gone from his mind.

James' didn't bother holding back his lust for Anna. He had made it clear in his letter what his intentions were, and the fact that she had agreed to come to Fair Oaks let him know that she needed him just as badly. He tore at her clothes, trying to get them off of her as fast as he could without ruining them. He wished that she wore the thin cotton night gown that she had worn when he had been at her house.

Anna's fingers replaced James' as she skillfully and quickly worked free the buttons and ties of her clothing. James took the opportunity to tear off his own clothing. He felt as though his cock would rip his pants open if he didn't free it, and at last he worked the buttons free and slid his pants to the ground. He groaned as his throbbing shaft was set free. He couldn't last any longer. He had to feel Anna.

"Your mouth..." James moaned into Anna's ear. "I need to feel your mouth on me... so badly!" James pleaded as his hands moved to Anna's shoulders, gently and firmly urging her down to sit on the edge of his bed.

 

[princesssexci]

Anna was elated and surprised as James came in and immediately kissed her. He certainly wasn't joking when he said he'd needed her and she needed him as well. She moaned into the kiss, returning it with the equal need that it deserved.

Soon he pulled away from the kiss, practically begging her to suck his cock. Normally, had they been in her house she would have put up some sort of resistance saying that it wasn't lady like however, they weren't in town.

She had nothing to worry about. There were no nosy neighbors about. Getting on her knees she bent forward taking his cock in her mouth, sliding her wet slick mouth down his cock taking him in all the way.

Claire

Clarissa had managed to sneak downstairs after dinner. She had to think this plan through. James would probably be highly upset with her for not allowing him to go to town.

Therefore, she'd decided to call a truce. It wasn't until she reached his cabin that she regretted that. From the outside, though she couldn't be seen, she could hear moans coming from inside. Not just male moans, but female ones as well.

Her fists clenched angrily. She could've easily burst in and ruined the whole party, but she couldn't bring herself to do so as she leaned against the cabin silently listening.

 

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James let out a much-too-loud groan as Anna took him into her mouth. Although his cabin was separated from those of the other workers, anyone walking nearby would have definitely heard him. At the moment, he didn't care about such things.

He worked his fingers into Anna's hair, urging her to take him deeper. He was normally very considerate and took things slowly with Anna, not wanting her to feel forced into anything. But this night was different. His lust was controlling him. He rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting himself into Anna's warm mouth. James leaned down slightly, his fingers going back to the final ribbon which held her undergarment in place. Untieing it, he pushed the thin cloth of of Anna's shoulders, groaning as her breasts were exposed to his view.

Within minutes, James could feel his orgasm building. He fought the urge to spill his release into Anna's mouth--- he had never done such a thing with her. Mustering up all of his will, he pulled away from her, using his hand in her hair to tilt her face up to him. He kissed her roughly on the lips before pulling back and looking into her eyes.

"I want you," he told her, and then slipping his hand between her legs, he plunged two fingers into her pussy. "I want you here!" James pulled Anna to her feet and turned her around so she faced the bed. He urged her onto the bed and onto her hands and knees. He had only taken her pussy twice before, and both times she had begun to cry as she looked into his eyes. But this time, there would be no staring into each other's eyes, no kissing each other's lips. Anna could bury her face in the pillow and think of her beloved husband as James took her.

 

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Anna continued working James' cock after hearing his loud groan of pleasure. It sent chills down her spine and only encouraged her to keep going. She managed to push her mouth almost fully down her throat, but not quite. However, that didn't seem to be good enough, tonight.

It actually sort of frightened yet excited her when he pushed her mouth even further down his cock making her take him in more. He normally never did such things, instead gave her comforting words. It only proved to show her how aroused he was at the moment.

She made gurgling noises as he began thrusting into her mouth deeply. She nearly choked but wanted to please him! This apparently pleased him because suddenly he pulled out of her mouth and plunged two fingers into her dripping pussy declaring he wanted to take her there.

Her eyes widened because she'd never allowed him to take her there. It had only been the first two times they'd begun their little affair. It had made her cry because she'd only ever been with her husband in such an intimate way and having James there made her think of the love she and her husband shared.

"I..." she stammered unable to say anything

Outside the cabin

Claire heard the loud groans coming from the cabin. She bit her lip and couldn't resist leaning against the cabin brushing her finger across her mound through her silken dress. She shivered and could only hear muffled voices. She needed more than muffled voices though!

She wondered if there was a way to see him..them through the window. Glancing around her, scared one of the other servants might come out. Sneaking up to the window, she could see the woman was bent over so she couldn't see through the window. She moved away from the window with fear that she might be seen and then looked once more.

 

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James could hear the hesitation in Anna's voice, but he could also hear the desire. Moving behind her, he teased the head of his cock up and down her wet slit, making himself moan in the process. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw something move at the window. But when he looked, there was nothing there. Maybe a bird had flown by the window. He really didn't care.

Continuing to rub himself against Anna's slippery folds, Jason began to question himself. His lust had taken control of him, and he had been more forceful with Anna than he had ever been before. He didn't want to cause her pain or sadness. But he wanted so badly to feel her warm, wet pussy enveloping his cock. That damn Clarissa had driven him to the verge of losing his mind over the past two days!

 

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Anna couldn't help but moan as he teased her slit with the head of his cock. Her body instinctively moved back toward him, as if her body knew of what she wanted more so than Anna knew herself.

"Okay, but just...please..." she whimpered, her begging was broken. Her head faced the pillow and she buried her head deep within the pillow awaiting James to take her. She wanted him so much and wanted to please him in any way she could, even if that meant giving him any and everything he wanted.

Claire

Claire let out a small sigh of relief, he didn't seem to notice her. Thank goodness! If he noticed her that would be the end of everything. She moved towards the window again, trying to get a glimpse. From the window she could see the girl still bent over.

Not to mention, his manhood.

It was hard and standing at attention as he rubbed it against the womans slit. Her hand moved under her dress and she moved back against the cabin, moaning as she teased her own slit.