The Governess- 2

The day dawned bright and clear. The girls were in high spirits as they sat on
the cane chairs of the veranda adjoining the dining room. Diane was helping
herself to more coffee from the silver tray, which the maid had placed on the
cane table in front of them. Diane was wearing a white silk shirt. The material
was almost transparent, even the doubled material of the pockets did little to
conceal the dark aureole and nipple of each breast. She had unbuttoned the shirt
down to the middle of her cleavage and as she leaned forward, her breasts were
completely exposed. Her dark blue skirt was made with a buttoned slit, which ran
from the waist down to the knee length hem. Diane had unbuttoned these so that
the smooth Sea Island cotton material fell either side of her tanned thighs.
‘I think we chose the right outfits, don’t you?’ Diane turned to her friend and
smiled. ‘I don’t suppose there is a chastisement outfit.’ Veronica laughed.
‘Have you decided what to beat him with yet?’ Veronica leaned back as she spoke
and unbuttoned her thin cotton shirt to the waist exposing her large rounded
breasts to the sun’s morning rays.
‘That looks pretty.’ Diane said, observing Veronica’s brown nipples, which stood
out quite splendidly from the tips of her firm breasts.
Veronica shifted in her chair placing her feet on the cane table. She was
wearing a wide skirt that came to just above the knee. She pulled the skirt up
until the hem lay across her hips, exposing her long brown legs. She smoothed
her hands over her thighs lazily. ‘I’m looking forward to today, he has such a
lovely body for a boy.’ Veronica spoke softly, turning her face to the sun. ‘He
is graceful and not too muscular, perfectly proportioned really.’
Diane nodded to her friend in agreement. ‘I think he is most unusual and
special, let’s hope mother can do something for him.’
‘Look,’ said Veronica.’ My nipples have gone stiff.’ Diane laughed, reaching
over and tweaked the tip of Veronica’s right breast with her fingernail, before
cupping the firm flesh with her hand. Leaning forward in her chair she brought
her mouth over the nipple and nibbled gently with her even white teeth.
‘Oooh don’t start that now or we’ll never get through the day.’ Veronica
laughed.