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"Jeanne, you really set my husband on fire. He could not keep his hands off of me when I arrived home, even though it was well after midnight. I would have none of it. I told him he had made a total ass of himself over you at luncheon, and shamed himself in front of the servants. I made him sleep in the guest bedroom." We applauded her action.
We rode deeper into the countryside. The rolling hills were green and beautiful. Sue was taking us to their farm, and summer cottage near the River Cam. There were a few servants, but Sue assured us that they would not be there, as they always had Sundays off except for the ones who fed the cattle twice a day, and they would not be back until early evening.
Her staff had made a picnic luncheon for us. The coachman unloaded three baskets and Sue dismissed him until later in the afternoon. We took the three baskets and followed her down a well trod lane toward the river. We were like children let out from school. We sang and laughed and told ribald stories. Under a spreading tree, on a knoll overlooking the river, we spread a blanket and cloth, and laid out the picnic luncheon. The staff had included wine, cheeses, meats, bread and fruit.
We watched an occasional boat or barge slip by headed out to sea. Cambridge had once been a substantial port, but the coming of the railroad had cut into its seaport status. After we had finished Sue led us to a secluded brook that was off the river and hidden by willow trees. We waded into the water and Jeanne was the first to shed her clothes. We all followed suit and the trees hid us from prying eyes. We reveled in the seclusion and swam in a large pool of clear cool water.. We decided not to make love here as someone might happen by. It lifted all our spirits to break the taboos and swim naked in the beautiful brook. We lay on the sand drying afterward.
We went back to the farm, and Sue showed us around the well kept barns and buildings. We took a scenic winding route back to our flat where Sue dismissed the coachman until later that evening.
We went inside and rested for a while from our journey. We talked, and after a time drifted into the bedroom. Clothes disappeared, and today the lovemaking was slow and leisurely. We left the dildos in their case, and just kissed and caressed, using tongues and fingers. I enjoyed making love to Jeanne again. Sue and Betsy made slow and unhurried love beside us. There was none of the passionate group lovemaking of the previous evening.
Much later we dressed, had a light meal and took a walk before darkness set in. Returning, we talked for a long while, till Sue had to return home. She invited Jeanne and Betsy to
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come to her home the next day and visit with her, and they would go shopping.. I had classes so I was unable to join them, much as I would wish to.
Jeanne stayed two more days. The final evening we went to dinner, then came back to gentle lovemaking. Sue and Betsy took Jeanne to the train station the following day and saw her off. Sue promised to go to Paris to visit her, without her husband. One lady visiting another. Betsy said all three shed tears at the parting, and they all promised to write.
This was three years ago. I have since graduated with highest honors from the University. Sues husband invited me to join his company but I declined. Auntie is now much older than the three years time that has elapsed, as it has taken its toll on her fail body. I now administer the estate. I am the sole heir to her estate, and have been instigating ways to hold the estate together. The land is valuable, but we shall not sell off the estate piecemeal.
I have modernized the production of many things on the estate, and we now raise prime Angus beef cattle for sale. Production is up, and every year brings in more profits. Some of the "gentlemen" landholders frowned on a woman running the estate. Women should certainly not be in the unseemly business of breeding cattle, according to them. In the last year, many have come to me for advice on improving their own estates. Others have gone bankrupt, too proud to ask help from a woman whose estate is the example of stellar management techniques.
Betsy still works for me. She is now the head of the household staff. Her investments have paid off handsomely, and she works for me out of loyalty and love. She is a shrewd business woman in her own right, and quite well off financially. Woe to any trades person who tries to shortchange her in household goods, or services. She is strict, but very kind to the household staff, and they all adore her. Her skills as a superb seamstress are still used sparingly by me and several of my friends. She could easily leave me, open her own seamstress business, and make double what I pay her, but she refuses.
Daisy is married, and is now the mother of two sets of twins, beautiful children, two boys, and two girls. Her strong handsome husband, the farrier, is a hardworking man whos services I use when ever I can. They live in a cottage on the estate, and I let them have the house at no cost, as she is still an employee of the estate. Daisy still takes care of Auntie and we could not do with out her.
Betsy and I are still careful, discrete lovers. We live in one wing of the large house, in separate, but connecting rooms, so there is no fear of discovery of our amorous escapades. Daisy
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