It had been two days since I had deflowered my cousin Grace under the expert tuition of the Lady Amanda Montague. Two days of thinking what had happened and what I had felt. Mandy had invited us back to her home for dinner but we had to tell her that we were unable to go since Grace's parents were waiting for us to return for supper.
So we now shared a secret and a stolen kiss or two wanting to use those valuable lessons that Mandy had taught us. However with the chaperone's of her mother, father or any of her brothers and sisters there was little time alone for either of us. Despairing I had wondered if there was any way we could have organised another flower picking expedition but I thought that Grace's mother in particular had suspicions about what had happened that day and had determined to keep us under surveillance. However I had not considered our friend Mandy's determination to teach us about the art of lovemaking about which we were to find her an encyclopedic source.
"Well my lad you seem to be moving in august company, Grace and yourself have been invited to a weekend soirée at the Lady Amanda Montague's house," my Uncle remarked in a bluff manner as he looked up from the paper. Seeing my confusion he nodded to the table and a letter unopened at my seat and a jubilant looking Grace nibbling at some toast.
Taking the envelope I opened it and read the invitation. My Aunt looked at me curiously and I felt that I must offer some sort of explanation.
"Yes we met her when we went flower picking she kindly showed us where the best flowers were."
"I don't think you mentioned this Paul," my Aunt chimed in quickly.
"Oh Mama , we did not think we would see her again," Grace remarked ingeniously and then continued," Please let us go. There is so little to do here and we will be introduced to some of the best people from around the shire."
My Aunt pursued her lips in a disapproving manner but before she could talk my Uncle spoke.
"Of course you shall go. Don't want to upset the local nobility do we my dear."
"As long as their are no shenanigans on offer but the Lady has a blameless if eccentric reputation," my Aunt replied.
Realising there was only a day before the weekend gathering Grace rushed to her room to begin packing and preparing for the three days and two nights from beneath the eagle gaze of my Aunt. So we were very excited when my Uncle drove the family's chaise to Mandy's house. It was a much larger house than my uncles with at least twenty main rooms and separate servants quarters. It was set in beautifully appointed settings that were very private. After our luggage had been removed and sent to our rooms we bade goodbye to my Uncle and walked to the front door which opened smoothly before us.
"My dear young lovers how are you," Mandy's voice greeted us as she swept down the staircase.
We looked up the staircase as Mandy swept down the imposing cedar staircase. Unlike the last time we had seen the woman she was modestly clothed, however one look into her face showed the same playful mischievousness there. Then she was with us and kissed both Grace and myself on the cheek. As she did so with me she squeezed my cock gently through my trousers.
"I am very pleased you could join me," Mandy trilled excitedly. Then she continued," Both of you have been in my thoughts often. I have invited another guest who I think will be informative in our mutual studies."
" Studies?" I asked.
"Did you think I would leave you only half-educated Paul?" she asked me rhetorically. Again she continued," I have taught Grace how to please you and she still has much to learn but you must learn how to please her my dear."
From a dark corner the butler arrived and Mandy ushered us into an informal tour of the house. Though smaller than many great country houses I found the residence large and very well furnished. We wandered through well tended gardens that suited the house to a tee, every now and again we would come across small fountains or statues. Near to the house we could see the wood that we had first met. Then we were taken to our rooms, I was surprised to see that we were in separate room. My expectation must have shown for I found Mandy's arm through mine and she laughed softly.
"Don't worry my dears you will spend some time in the same bed as I know how you wish to."
Once settled we wandered back to the drawing room and a light afternoon tea. In the room was a suited gentlemen who jumped up to greet our hostess with obvious delight. He was a small dapper man with a shiny waxed moustache that he twirled continually, his mannerisms were almost comic though there seemed something about him that also made you think of immense dignity. He also touched Mandy with an intimacy that made me wonder who this man was.
