The Governess- 8

He awoke from a faint to see the pretty young secretary looking down at him, her
soft eyes smiling. “You fainted, it was just all too much for you wasn’t it.”
She stroked a hand over his chest. “Do you think you can sit up, I’ve brought
you a cup of sweet tea.”
Richard slowly began to sit up, his legs had been freed from the stirrups and he
swung them over the edge of the table. The young girl put her arm around his
shoulders and handed him the cup. Richard sipped the sweet tea and looked
around. The committee room was empty except for Annette who was stood at the end
of the table. The secretary rested her hand on the boy’s knee.
“It’s all over now, I am just waiting for the transport to take you to your new
home. The committee passed you both fit.” Richard became acutely aware of his
nakedness again as the secretary moved her hand gently over his thigh.
“I’ll take your cup and you can both wait here while I fetch you something to
wear.” She took the cup and patted his knee.
“Don’t worry everything will be all right now.” She looked into his eyes, and
smiled reassuringly. Richard looked at the naked girl as the secretary left. She
stood upright with her hands by her sides, making no effort to cover her
nakedness. She spoke as soon as the secretary had left the room.
“It is better to do as they say. For me it is a big opportunity and I think for
you also.” Richard nodded. The girl spoke with very little trace of accent to
her voice.
“It just embarrasses me so.” Richard looked down at his hands covering his lap
as he spoke.
“I feel sorry for you for what they do, but for me it was the same. The woman
was very rough.”
“I felt sorry for you too.” Richard looked at the girl once more as she spoke.
“If we both do as we are told I think we will be all right.” The girl smiled.
Richard had not seen her smile. Her teeth were white and even and her pretty
eyes sparkled beneath her long eyelashes. The door opened and the secretary came
through pushing a trolley. On top of the trolley was a pile of clothes. She
wheeled it up to the examination table and reached underneath for a packet of
moist tissues. She stood in front of Richard as he sat on the edge of the table.
She pushed his knees apart gently and took hold of his hands, moving them to his
sides. Deliberately her fingers encircled his soft penis. Carefully she pushed
back the foreskin to reveal the glans.
“I’ll have to clean you up a little bit before you can get dressed. I hope the
clothes you have been sent fit you both.” Richard blushed in pure anguish, he
felt utterly humiliated as the girl pushed back the foreskin and wiped around
the rim of his penis.
“Just stand up and bend over so I can wipe your bottom.” Richard stood and bent
over the table. Gently the girl parted the cheeks of his bottom and wiped away
the excess of cream from around the sphincter. She tapped his bottom.
“OK you can stand up now.” She looked at his blushing features. She softly
stroked her hand down the side of his cheek. “My you have been through it today
haven’t you.” She looked kindly at him, her eyes dropping to his penis which had
began to stiffen.
“Come here Annette and put this on” She took a white garment from on top of the
pile. Annette looked at the garment and then put it on over her head, her full
breasts jutting forward as she moved her arms through the sleeves. It was a
simple shift that came to mid thigh. Her olive skin looked darker against the
white of the dress.
“Now you Richard.” She handed him a white T shirt, which he put on drawing it
over his head. It fitted his slim body well. The secretary looked down at the
boy’s penis as it hung below the shirt. She handed him a pair of white shorts.
He quickly put them on, happy to cover himself. The shorts also fitted well,
they were of a good material and felt so much smoother than anything he had ever
worn before. A world apart from the baggy flannel trousers the orphanage has
provided.
“I am afraid there are no under-clothes at the moment, but I am sure Lady
Rawlings will see to you both when you get there.” She handed the girl a pair of
canvas slip-on sandals and passed Richard a pair of white socks and white
training shoes. Richard kneeled down and put on the socks and shoes. They felt
really wonderful. He could not remember ever having put on new clothes before.
“If you will both follow me please.” The secretary turned and moved toward the
door. Richard began to follow with Annette at his side. She whispered to him.
“This dress is very good material, I bet it cost a lot.” Richard looked at her
and smiled back as he saw her pleased expression. They followed the secretary to
the lift and then down to the Lobby. A large car was waiting outside the main
doors.
“Follow me.” The girl turned her head back toward them as she lead them through
the large glass doors to a waiting car. She opened the rear door and motioned
for the girl to get in. Annette stepped into the car and slid over to the far
side of the back seat, her skirt riding high showing her slim brown thighs.
“In you go Richard.” Richard moved himself to the middle of the seat as the
secretary got in beside him. The driver was a woman of about forty years. She
turned back to the occupants. “Are you all in?” The Secretary nodded to the
driver and turned to Richard and the girl. “I know I probably don’t have to say
this, but I do want you to be on your best behaviour.” She placed her hand on
the boy’s knee. “Are you looking forward to your new home.”
“Yes miss.”
“And how about you Annette.”
“Oh yes miss.”
“Good well just do as you are told when we get there, both of you.” They both
nodded. Richard looked down as she stroked over his bare thigh, tracing her
fingers up to the hem of his short trousers. “I know you have had an
embarrassing day Richard, but Lady Rawlings may want to have a quick look at you
after she has read the medical report. Please try and not be shy if I have to
take your trousers down.” Richard’s face turned beetroot red as he heard the
words. She looked at his face, her pretty eyes noting his blushes.