Her's hoping that the site lasts long enough to post one last offering. This story is a lot gentler than previous ones but I hope you still enjoy it.
Little Susie.
At Aunty Amelia’s House
My mum, Emily, and I got on fairly well; well there was only the two of us since dad’s car crash. We missed him but were well off as he had both good car and life insurance policies and compensation from the company whose driver had caused the crash had all paid up. Our close relationship had been a bit strained recently as at sixteen I was looking for a part time job but without success. Mum was supportive even to the point of seeing if there were any vacancies where she worked but without luck. One day mum came home looking rather sad.
“What is it mum?” it asked.
“Nothing it’s just I‘ve been offered a great chance to head up the new system.”
“So why are you unhappy? I thought it’s what you wanted.”
“It is but they want me to spend a year in Florida to do it and apparently I can’t take you with me.”
“That’s okay, I’ll look after myself.” She laughed.
“That’ll be the day. You only just survived when I went away for that weekend.” I knew she was right, although I helped around the house mum did most of the shopping and cooking for us.
“I’m sorry mum I know you had your heart set on it. If there is any way I can help I will.” Nothing more was said that evening and I spent a fair time on my computer practicing how to program applications linked to databases, yes I was a bit of a nerd.
The next day I got home late after unsuccessfully going around a number of companies in search of any sort of employment and found mum on the phone. I went into the kitchen to get a hot drink as it was late March and rather cold out. I made mum a drink as she finished her call and joined me.
“Thank you Paul. Please sit down as I want to talk to you” she said as I was about to disappear upstairs, so I sat as she took the chair opposite me. “Paul yesterday you said if you could help in any you would, did you mean it?”
“Of course mum” I answered wondering what this was leading up to.
“Well that was your Aunty Amelia on the phone.” I suppressed any comment as we had not always seen eye to eye on things but that was a few years ago, I hoped I had matured a bit since then. Aunty Amelia was mums sister and lived in a very large house left to her by her late husband in Cornwall. Although they kept in contact we rarely saw each other due to the distance. “I was talking to her and she asked about the job and about you and I explained that you couldn’t find a job and my problem. Well she said that as you didn’t have any ties here would you like to spend a year living with her so I could take the job.” Before I could comment she went on “She’s not really that bad and perhaps it would be a chance for you to get to know her better. I know you had problems last time but you’re more responsible now. Don’t’ make a decision now think about it overnight and let me know in the morning.” She then got on with sorting out tea after which I went to my room to think over mum’s request. It could be worse I suppose, there certainly was lovely countryside around where I could go for walks and as long as I had my laptop I could keep out of my aunt’s way if that was what she wanted. I could even help a little with housework and as mum said it would be a chance to mend the fences between us.
Next morning I came downstairs and was setting up the breakfast things on the table as mum arrived down.
“Mum this job is important to you isn’t it?”
“Yes but not more important than you.”
“I know” I smiled, mum always made me feel important. “If you really want to do this I will go and stay with Aunty Amelia.
“Oh thank you dear” she said coming round to give me a big hug confirming how much she wanted to go. “And it will only be for a year and I’m sure Amelia will look after you well.”
“Just one thing, what about my A levels at college?” I had just finished my first year.
“I will look into it while you’re with Aunty. The project isn’t due to start for a couple of months so you can complete your first year before I have to go.” She actually looked into it immediately and later told me that ‘Apparently my company have some clout and have arranged for you to resume it next year’. I was glad as I knew mum wanted me to have a good education but was right that I couldn’t survive living on my own.
So it was settled, she went to work and accepted the post and contacted Amelia to let her know my decision.
The next couple of months disappeared quickly and the last few weeks were crammed with travel preparations and clothes packing for both of us and getting the house ready as her company were going to rent it out so that the bills could be paid in the UK rather than from the US. I was to travel down by train and Aunty would meet me at the station. The day came and I was up early as I had to get the 7.15 train from Norwich down to London and I kissed mum goodbye as she yet again thanked me for agreeing to stay at Aunty Amelia’s.
The train journey was long if uneventful. I was even able to get a seat with a table for the leg from London to Cornwall so got to do things on my laptop until the battery began to run out. Still, I had taken a couple of novels to help pass the time and finally got to the station around 3 o’clock and lugged my two suitcases and rucksack out to the car park. I looked around to see my aunt exiting a Range Rover and went to meet her. She hadn’t changed much since I had seen her last but she was now only about six inches taller than me now. She smiled saying
“Hello Paul it’s nice to see you, put your cases in the back” which she had opened for me. A short while later we were on the way. We talked mostly about mum and she appreciated what I was doing for her. When we finally arrived at her house I was surprised at it seemed larger than I remembered. We got out of the car and I was surprised to see the front door being opened by a very attractive maid in a rather fancy outfit approach.
“Good afternoon ma’am, I see Paul arrived on time.”
“Yes Tabitha, do you think you could help him with his cases?” she asked opening the back door. To my surprise she picked them both up as if they weighed nothing. Aunty smiled when she saw my surprise. “Tabitha says its technique but I reckon she works out in private in her free time”
“What free time?” responded Tabitha and they both laughed, it was obviously a well-known joke between them.
“Shall I take these straight up to his room?” asked Tabitha and at a nod from Aunty she disappeared. “Come into the kitchen it’s a bit cosier in there and we can have a chat and I need a cup of tea.” We went in and Aunty put the kettle on and we sat down. “So Paul, have you made any plans for what you are going to do this year?” I had but I also had something I wanted to say first.
“Before we get to that I wanted to apologise.”
“Why what are you planning?” Aunty asked guardedly.
“Not for what I am going to do but for the way I acted in the past. I was hoping that if you would accept my apology that we could start our relationship on a better footing.”
“My my” said Amelia “your mother said you have grown up a lot and matured somewhat in the last couple of years and it seems she was right. Of course I accept your apology and look forward to a pleasant time together” she answered with a warm smile getting up and making me a coffee and tea for herself. I for one was very grateful, a year with an angry aunt would not be much fun.
“As to what I am going to do I thought I would look for a job to help pay for your hospitality and perhaps help around the house” I offered tentatively. Her laughter was a surprise.
“Paul with that attitude I am sure we will get along fine. However I shouldn’t worry about a job, firstly because I don’t need any financial help, Uncle Patrick left me very well off, although I appreciate the sentiment but secondly because jobs around here are scarcer than in Norfolk. As to helping around the house well as well as Tabitha I have a couple of other maids who come in three days a week, so keeping the house clean is no problem. Still I am sure we can find things for you to do but I expect you would like a shower before the evening meal, let me show you to your room.” With that she got up and I followed her.
I was slightly surprised at the décor of the room as it was slightly more feminine than I was expecting. “You must excuse the décor but since my husband died I have only had female visitors and the room you stayed in last time is now used for storage. However this one has the advantage of having its own en-suite. I looked through the open door to see a bathroom about the size of the one at home but it was in keeping with the large bedroom which had a queen sized bed in it and plenty of room besides.
“It’s fine Aunty thank you.”
“Right I’ll leave you to it and Tabitha will call you when dinner’s ready, so after your shower relax.”
“Thank you Aunty Amelia.” A quick search revealed that in the short time since I arrived Tabitha had managed to unload my suitcases and put all my clothes away and put my toiletries in the bathroom.
After a most welcome shower I put on my bathrobe and sat on the bed. I must have been more tired than I knew as the next moment I was being awoken by Tabitha as I must have fallen asleep.
“Paul you need to get dressed as dinner will be in fifteen minutes. Can you manage or would you like me to help you?” Whilst I would have loved having her help me, my embarrassment at the offer turned me beet red and without saying anything else she left smiling. Once composed I dressed smartly and went to find my aunt who it turned out was already in the dining room. She was seated at the head of the table and I sat next to her at one of the two other places that had been laid.
“Did you have a nice sleep?” She asked grinning.
“Yes thank you” I replied realising that she had spoken to Tabitha.
“Didn’t you want her to help you dress? She helps me occasionally it’s very nice being pampered.”
“I did but I was too embarrassed and afraid I might get an unwanted reaction.”
“She is very pretty, I know you like her, I saw the look on your face when she came to the car when we arrived. It’s true isn’t it?”
“Yes aunty she is very pretty especially in her maids outfit, she’s gorgeous.”
“Why thank you Paul” said Tabitha who was obviously standing behind me. I was shocked and embarrassed and my first reaction was to run away but aunty laid her hand on mine.
“I’m sorry dear I couldn’t resist it when I realised that you didn’t know Tabitha had come in the room. Please forgive me.”
“Of course.”
Tabitha said nothing further as she served the meal before joining us at the table. I was surprised as in previous visits the staff never ate with us.
“I can see that you’re surprised that Tabitha eats with us” said Amelia. “It’s just as there is only the two of us well three now it seems silly to stand on ceremony especially as while Tabitha is still the maid she has also become quite a friend and anyway it was more your uncle who insisted on it.” I said nothing as it was her house. That evening we chatted about various things until I began to yawn and decided to head for bed. I returned to my room and having finished in the bathroom I returned to the main bedroom to find Tabitha turning down the bedclothes, she had also laid out my pyjamas for me.
“Thank you” I said but instead of leaving she came over and said
“It’s me who should be thanking you for your nice comments about me.” She came across kissed me on the cheek then before leaving added “see you in the morning.”
Seeing her was enough to start a stirring in my trousers, the kiss and smell of her perfume and I was profoundly stiff. I must get a grip otherwise I might do something regrettable. Slipping in to the satin sheets was not helping very much but I finally went to sleep.
I awoke the next morning disturbing dreams disappearing as I came to. The result however was not so easily dealt with. I could not believe that at the age of sixteen nearly seventeen that I had had a wet dream, something that hadn’t happened since I was thirteen.
I quickly undressed leaving my pyjamas to deal with later and quickly dressed as I knew breakfast was usually at nine, trying to act as if nothing had happened. After breakfast as Aunty was working in the library I decided to go for a long walk and clear my head, it was a bit chilly but brisk walking kept me warm enough. It was not until half an hour out that I remembered my pyjamas but continued my walk deciding to sort them out on my return. It was after a two hour walk that I got back and decided to clear up the mess and have a shower before lunch. On entering my room I found my bed made and my pyjamas missing. I was mortified that Tabitha had witnessed my apparent lack of control but it was too late to do anything about it now.
Over lunch I chatted with my aunt to discover that she was starting to catalogue all the books in the library. The problem was how to doing it in a way that would be useful, by title, author, date or position in the library. I saw a chance to help my aunt.
“Aunty, I could write a program which could store all that information so that you could look up books by any of those categories.”
“Well I ‘m not sure I would be able to use such a system it sounds a bit complicated.”
“Not at all. You won’t need to know anything about how it works; I’ll design a screen for entering the data and lookup screens for finding it again and even develop some reports. I tell you what I will make a prototype and you can have a look. If you don’t want it no problem but let’s face it you use other computer programs and you might find it useful.”
“Well okay but I don’t want to put you to too much trouble.”
“Aunty if the weather forecast for the next few days is anything to go by walks will be out of the question so it will keep me busy and anyway I like doing it.” And so it was settled and by the evening meal I had completed the first stage.
After tea I got ready for bed and settled down to read for a while and about ten o’clock was surprised by a knock on my door.
“Come in.” It was Tabitha.
“Is everything okay Paul?”
“Yes I was just a bit tired and decided to read in bed for a bit.”
“Well if you don’t need anything I’ll say goodnight.” Although she had left, her perfume still lingered. I tried to ignore it and after reading for a little longer I settled down to sleep.
The following morning I got up and having finished in the en-suite returned to the main bed room naked and was shocked to find Tabitha there. Before I could even think to cover myself up she approached and hugged me, her lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss, Still holding me with one arm her other snaked between us and began to stroke my hard manhood before long causing me to come and could feel the stickiness between me and her uniform. I broke the kiss and looked in her eyes wondering why she had done it.
“Paul” she said “Paul… Paul...” I felt someone shaking my shoulder as I came too finding Tabitha standing by my bed. It was all a dream except for the sticky mess that I could feel in my pyjamas. I blushed bright red remembering my dream as she stood there now. “Time to get up sleepyhead, breakfast is ready.” Fortunately she left allowing me to get up without exposing the wet patch on my pyjamas. I took a quick shower trying to come to terms with having had a wet dream about the maid. She was very attractive but surely I was past wet dreams. I made my bed and then folded my pyjamas in such a way as to allow them to dry of without it being seen by anyone entering my room. I went to join them for breakfast and apart from a smile from Tabitha no mention was made of me oversleeping.
I spent the morning tweaking the prototype of the system for my aunt and then showed her how to use it leaving her to play around with it and come up with any changes she wanted. I left her to it and watched some athletics program until lunch time. After lunch aunty Amelia asked to see me. I joined her in the Library.
“I’m very impressed with this program” she said. “It will make cataloguing all these books much easier than writing out those cards and very much easier to find a specific book.” Aunty then outlined a few minor tweaks, asking if they were possible which they were. I spent the rest of the afternoon helping her and realised what a massive job this was going to be. “I should have done this long ago but I kept on putting it off.”
“Well I can help out with some of the work if you want.”
“Would you that would be a help? Oh while I think of it the day after tomorrow I have to go in to town and will be away all day.”
After the evening meal I decided on an early night and to read for a while. That night I determined to try my hardest to control myself and think of something or anything to avoid a recurrence. I was in bed just about to switch the bedroom light off when there was a soft tap at the door and Tabitha entered and came over to my bedside and as I moved over to give her more room she got in beside me, her petticoats rustling softly.
“What are…”She placed a finger over my lips.
“Shhh” she said “poor little Paul has been having some problems hasn’t he? Well I am here to help.” That said I felt her hand slide under the covers gently releasing my pen-is which had been hardening since here arrival and I felt her wrap it in silky folds gently stroking and as I shuddered in release she gently kissed me on the cheek. As I came down from the high point Tabitha replaced my now soft organ back in to my pyjamas then left. I was stunned. It was certainly no dream this time. So confused but relaxed I drifted off in to a deep peaceful sleep.