The Governess- 18

At eleven-o-clock precisely Annette entered with a small tea tray which she
placed on the desk in front of Jane. She removed a glass of orange juice from
amongst the pot and jugs and placed it in front of Richard. She smiled at the
boy and turned to Jane. “Will there be anything else Miss?” Jane shook her head.
“No Thankyou Annette, that will be all for now.” She watched the girl leave and
turned to Richard who was still writing. “You may have a little break and drink
your orange juice if you like. Or sip it as you work if you would prefer.”
Richard looked across his desk at Jane. “He could not help dropping his eyes in
embarrassment as her she fixed her eyes on his. Her beauty overwhelmed him.
“er.. Thankyou Miss.” Richard drank from the glass and then looked down once
more at his books.
They worked through the day breaking for lunch in the smaller of the two dining
rooms. Jane ate lunch alone with the boy watching him intently. She noticed
that Richard avoided her gaze when ever possible. She was aware the effect she
had on him. Once out of the corner of her eye during the morning she had seen
him glance at her as she had leaned back in her chair. She had deliberately
stretched her shoulders back feeling the tightness of the silk against her
nipples as her breasts thrust forward. She noticed that he had coloured up
immediately and bent his head back down to his work. Jane had planned her
strategy carefully avoiding all physical contact until late in the afternoon.
She walked got up from her desk and moved behind him. Carefully she leaned over
him. Her breasts pressed against him as she bent over and placed her cheek next
to his. “Right Richard let me see what you have written.” She flipped over the
pages of his book to the start of his essay. She could feel the heat from his
cheeks as he blushed profusely. She placed her cool delicate finger tips on the
nape of his neck stroking his hair gently as she began to the read through his
work. Richard was in turmoil, he felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment as
she leaned against him. Her fingers were cool and gentle against his neck, her
perfume intoxicating his senses as she whispered softly to him. “You are a
clever boy, you seem to understand the characterisation perfectly and you have
written so much.. what a lovely boy you are.” Her voice was low and sensual as
she moved her cheek against his. Richard began to tremble unable to control his
emotions. Her proximity and the intimate way she touched him destroyed his
equilibrium. Her low sensuous voice flattering and praising him was just too
much. Jane sensed his agitation at once. She knew exactly the effect she was
having on him. Gently she withdrew her face from his and delicately placed a
small kiss on his burning cheek. She stood up taking his book from the desk. “I
will read this through to correct any small mistakes you might have made and let
you have it back in the morning. She moved to the side of the desk and stood
with her legs astride. “You may get up now and go and play outside if you like
as long as you are ready for dinner at seven. If you would like some tea you can
go and see Rachael or Claire in the kitchens.” She noticed Richard was
studiously avoiding eye contact with her. She also knew that unless she was
mistaken he would have an erection. “Come along then up you get, you really have
done wonderfully well today.” She could see the boy’s absolute anguish as he
pushed his chair back. She smiled as he turned his body away from her to get up
from the far side and walk around the back of the chair. She watched with
delight as he furiously tried to adjust his trousers while his back was turned
toward her. “Come along Richard, don’t you want to go out to play.” Her voice
was light and cheerful.” Richard turned toward the door trying not to look at
her. There was a bulge in his trousers which he could not conceal. His head was
throbbing as he stumbled toward the door. Her voice made him stop in his tracks.
“Come here Richard and stand in front of me.” Richard quaked as he heard her
instruction. Shame-faced he turned and stood in front of her looking down at his
feet. Jane examined him closely as he stood before her. It was with delight that
she saw the shape of his penis pushing hard against the material of his trouser
leg. He had obviously not been able to adjust his penis upwards or to the side.
It must be quite painful she thought pointing downward like that while it was
obviously so hard. She took Richard’s face between the palm of her hands. Her
fingers cool against his burning cheeks. She raised his head and looked into his
eyes. “It is normal manners Richard to turn toward ones teacher and ask
permission before one leaves the room.” Jane felt a thrill inside her as she saw
the helpless look of supplication in his eyes. “I’m sorry Miss he stammered.”
Richard was near to fainting as Jane let go of him and turned him toward the
door. “Off you go and play. Richard turned the handle of the door and stumbled
out. His face was burning and his head pounding as he walked along the hallway
and up the wide staircase toward his room.