The Girl In The Black Dress
It was the midsummers Eve Ball and Luke Martin was enjoying an illicit cigar on the East Terrace of the great hall.
The reason he chose that particular place to smoke was because it was the furthest from the ballroom and therefore the furthest away from his wife’s disapproving eye.
But that wasn’t the only reason he always sought out that spot.
He also went there to be alone because he rarely saw another soul, he liked that, he liked the solitude, and he liked to enjoy his smoke in peace.
He looked up at the hunter’s moon hanging in the clear night sky as he exhaled the mellow smoke long and slow.
Which was when his peace was broken by the clip clop of stiletto heels on the flagstones.
He was just about to lambast the intruder for invading his retreat but when he turned to look at the source of his annoyance.
He saw it was the girl in the black dress or more precisely Lady Samantha Lyndon-Sanders.
The black dress in question was a full length evening dress which fitted her every contour and even in the moonlight it was patently obvious that she was completely naked beneath it.
“Hello Luke” she said “I thought I’d find you here”
“And you were looking for me why?” he said impatiently
“Oh I just fancied a smoke” Samantha replied falsely
“I’d like to know where you have your cigarettes hidden” he said
“I don’t have any” she replied “but that’s alright I’ll share yours”
And Lady Samantha stood very close to him as she took the cigar from his hand and took a long drag on it which Luke found strangely arousing.
They stood on the terrace in the moonlight together and smoked the stogey to a stub and Luke flicked it into the night.
“Well what do we do now?” she said “The night is young”
But before Luke could answer she began kissing him passionately on the mouth which he instantly reciprocated while Lady Samantha Lyndon-Sanders pulled down his zip fly and expertly extracted the evidence of his arousal and her evening gloved hand proceeded to tug on his shaft.
“Wow” he said as he zipped up his fly “That was the best smoke I ever had”
“Wait until next time” Lady Samantha said getting to her feet and brushed the dirt off her knees.
“When there’s no cotton mouse in the way”
“I’ll look forward to it” he said
“And so you should” she responded and clip clopped back to the Ball.