The Governess- 11

Diane stroked her hands softly over Annette’s bottom while she recovered and
then gently turned her over. She cupped her hand delicately over the girl’s
pubis.
“What a lovely little pussy you have, and so sensitive too.” Annette looked up
at her Mistress.
“Thankyou Miss.” Her lips were trembling.
“I think you have two admirers.” Veronica laughed.
“How about some lunch, do you think you can manage that Annette.”
Annette got up quickly. “Oh yes Miss, right away Miss.”
“You may both dress before I call Richard in from his swim.”
Wendy looked at her Mistress. “Oh thank you Miss.”
Veronica leaned across to Diane as the maids dressed. Gently she placed her hand
on her friends tummy and slid her fingers down inside her bikini bottom until
her fingers found the crease of Diane’s vagina.
“Just as I thought, you’re all wet.” She whispered into her ear.
“I know I can never help myself.” She laughed and lay back down, rolling over on
to her tummy. Veronica’s trapped hand lay beneath her as she clenched her
buttocks , pressing her pubis against the gentle fingers.
“Not now, later.” She whispered to Veronica as she released the pressure of her
hips.
“Why did you let them get dressed” Veronica asked Diane.
“Because my dear friend, it will increase Wendy’s shame when I make her take it
all off again for her smack bottom.”
“You do plan your entertainment well.” Veronica laughed. “Can I have my hand
back now,” It was Diane’s turn to laugh. She released her friend’s hand and
rolled over on to her back.
“Why don’t you go and get Richard out of the water and dry him off, I’m just to
hot and lazy to move.”
Veronica got up and picked up a large towel. She walked down to the water’s
edge, her long lithe body moving sensously.
Richard was enjoying himself tremendously as he swam through the cool water. As
he turned in the water he could see Wendy and Annette laying out food on the
Picnic table and Veronica walking toward the water with a towel. He started to
turn back toward the deeper water when he heard her call.
“Richard, time for lunch.”
He swam toward the shallow water, floating on his stomach until he felt the
gravel of the lake bed touch his knees. He knelt forward in the water and
covered his groin with one hand while he stood up. Hesitantly he walked toward
the waiting girl. As he climbed the bank he placed his other hand to his groin.
“Come on Richard, its time for Lunch.” She stepped forward and put the towel
around his shoulders. “Follow me and I’ll dry you off.” Veronica turned and
walked back to her chair while the boy followed. Once seated she beckoned
Richard to stand nearer to her, opening her legs so that he could stand close to
the chair. He could not take his eyes off her beautiful body as he stood
shivering, his hands pressed tightly to his groin.
Veronica reached around and pulled the towel from his shoulders. She began to
dry his chest and arms.
“Turn around” She pushed at the boy until he was stood with his back to her. She
dried his shoulders and back and then moved the towel down over his buttock.
Such a lovely bottom she thought as she pressed the towel to his cheeks.
“Bend forward.” She pushed at the small of his back. “Open your legs.” Richard
obeyed spreading his legs. His hands tightly clutched over his penis and
testicles. He blushed as he felt her hand part his buttocks and the towel being
rubbed up and down between them.
“Turn around again.” Once more she pushed his hips until he stood facing her.
“Did you enjoy your swim.” She asked looking him in the eye.
“Yes thank you Miss.”
“Take your hands away and stand with your legs astride.” Veronica looked into
his eyes as she spoke, watching him colour up as it dawned on him what she had
said. She gently took hold of his wrists and pulled his hands away from his
groin. Richard averted his eyes from her gaze and shuffled his feet apart.
Slowly and deliberately Veronica lifted the boy’s testicles so they were laid in
her hand and began to dry his penis as it lay on top. She dabbed at it gently as
she gently caressed his testicles, drawing them forward from his groin. Richard
bit his lower lip as she took hold of the tip of his penis and pulled the
foreskin back, wrapping the towel around the shaft. Richard trembled as she
rubbed the towel over the sensitive rim. “There that should do for now.”
Richard sighed with relief as she stopped rubbing. She let the towel drop to the
floor, but instead of letting go of his penis she pulled him forward and pushed
her hand between his legs and into the crease of his bottom.