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My summer job with lady Chatterley..added a twist

*My summer job with lady Chatterley..added a twist

.apologies to D.H Lawrence

 

I was sixteen at the time.

I suffered embarrassing erections

Whenever a light breeze passed by my chinos.

I had forgotten about applying for the job at the mansion.

And was sure I ******* up the interview

Because I sporting huge woody.

The severt girl bent down

to pass my tea in a China cup.

Revealing a pair of succulent breast.

And the rest was predictable.

But lady Chatterley seemed not to notice.

I heard that lord Chatterley

got his cobbler's blown off in torbuck or some place.

Fighting Rommel desert rats.

But lady Chatterley had stayed with him

I was going to say through thick and thin.

But I think the long and short of it

was more accurate.

Anyhoo I digress

I got the job as house boy.

I had to serve her

her breakfast in bed.

She wore a flimsy see through negligee.

I spilled her morning tea limping

to her bed with her breakfast tray.

Those houseboy pants

were really too thin and so tight.

I was red as a beetroot

And wondered if I would ever be freed

Of those spontaneous errections.

She just smiled though.

So nice so understanding.

She was beautiful

I was secretly in love with her.

And she became the star of night fantasies

Where I ...well let's not get graphic shall we.

 

Anyhoo I a digressing again

Sorry D H. Don't want to lose the plot here.

One day they went out hunting

The unspeakable chasing the uneatable.

When she got back

I was cleaning her en suite bathroom

She said softly

Jude come out here sweetie.

I obeyed she sounded so ****

Sure enough here was my woody

Right on time.

She said softly

Come here sweetie

I obeyed

Take off my dress

I slowly unbuttoned her dress

It fell to floor like gossamer.

Now unhook my bra sweetie

I unhooked the skimpy garment.

It floated to the bedroom floor.

Now slip off my silk ******* she said.

In a **** throaty voice.

Sweating I slipped her ******* off.

A faint wisp of perfume hit my nostrils

Then she yelled at me.

Right their I ever catch

you wearing my clothes again

You're fired you little *****

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