''Alice, I have to talk to you,'' Philip said. ''You are beautiful and the most seductive lady I have ever seen. But I am not in love with you. What you and my brother did together is still fresh in my mind, and I find myself unable to touch you. I do no mean to be cruel or unkind, but those are my feelings, and, until they change I will not be able to touch you, let alone make love to you.''
''My Lord is wise, and I bow to your superior knowledge in matters of the heart. I understand, and I hope one day you will come to see me as I really am. Not a woman of a promiscuous nature, but a woman who is kind and loving and who can make you happy. You will come to love me, and one day you will desire me. I will wait for you patiently until that day.''
They slept in the same bed but did not touch each other. Alice didn't cry. She had cried all she could in the last weeks, and now it was time to stop and concentrate on her marriage and future happiness.
*****
Alice started her married life in Winthorpe Hall, the Duke's summer residence. The Duke owned three houses in all. A summer residence, or rather palace, a winter residence in London, and a house in Scotland that he used to entertain guests during the shooting season.
Winthorpe Hall was a massive house. Far larger than Stanley Hall, or any house Alice had ever been in. It reminded Alice of pictures she had seen of the Palace of Versailles. It had a beautiful raised terrace at the rear and a large ornamental garden.
Georgina and Sophia came to stay, and they had looked with open mouths at the opulence of the place. During their stay they had talked of old times and the future. Alice had been very sad to see them go, but she was a Duchess now, and she had responsibilities. Her husband still hadn't touched her, but she had a household to run and to a small degree it took her mind off the Duke's stubbornness. The household she reigned over included thirteen maids, six footmen, five gardeners, four coachmen, a cook, and innumerable kitchen hands.
The summer was drawing to a close, and Alice had decided what she wanted to do. When Philip came onto the terrace and sat next to her, she opened the conversation.
''It is time for me to reconcile my differences with your brother.'' Philip raised his eyebrows at her suggestion before she continued. ''It was just a moment of lust and silliness, and I really feel it is time to put it behind us. What do you say?''
''It would indeed be a step in the right direction, but it will never take away the fact that you did something very hurtful to our families.''
''Yes, my Lord, you are right. I realize I may never win your trust, but I would like to do all I can to do so.''
''So what do you propose?''
''I would like to invite you, and your brother, to Stanley Hall for a picnic by the lake. We will sit, talk, relax and eat to our hearts content. It is a lovely place and it will be a great opportunity to smooth things over. I will invite Georgina and Sophia. They will be most agreeable company for your brother, and, who knows, he may even take one as his wife.''
''Excellent idea. Yes, splendid, let's get him married off. It's more than time.''
*****
It was a lovely late summer’s day when Alice, the Duke, Reymond, Georgina and Sophia walked over the lawn, to the specially erected tent at the edge of the lake. The tent was open at the front and faced the lake. It was full of large cushions that they could lie on, and a thick carpet. Thomas had arranged for the champagne to be put on ice, and the food delivered when Alice gave him the signal.
''Isn't this lovely, everybody?'' Alice said. ''Thank you all for coming. It means a great deal to me. As you all know, Reymond and I got off on the wrong foot, and managed to cause a bit of scandal. I would like to use today to put that right.'' She glanced at the others as they stared at her.'' I want to make a toast if you would charge your glasses.''
Alice waited until everyone had a full glass. ''I want to toast Reymond and say how sorry I am that things happened as they did. To Reymond.''
The others lifted their glasses and toasted the Duke's brother. Alice looked at him. He still had those shining blue eyes and strong looking body, and he was still very handsome.
After they had eaten and finished the Champagne, most of them snoozed a little. Alice remained wide awake and looked over the lake. It was the place she knew and loved, and a place that had never let her down. Here, she felt at home.
''Oh, I see everyone is awake, why don't you take Reymond for a walk, you two,'' Alice said as she looked at Georgina and Sophia.
''I'd love to walk with Reymond,'' said Georgina
''Yes let's,'' said Sophia enthusiastically.
''Well, if you ladies insist, then who am I to refuse. It will be a pleasure to walk around the lake, with not just one, but two beauties,'' Reymond said.
''Then let's go,'' said Georgina and she got up.
''Don't forget to show Reymond the wood, will you girls? You know, where we used to climb trees when we were young.''
''Now, excellent idea,'' said Sophia. ''I would very much like to be in the woods with Reymond.'' Reymond looked at her and smiled. It seemed to be his lucky day.
The Duke and Alice sat and watched as the three made their way around the lake. Alice jumped as the Duke took her hand. ''Thank you for today. It has been lovely, and the girls seem to like my brother. It was most thoughtful of you to introduce them.''
''It was my pleasure.''
The Duke held her hand for longer than he had ever held it, and watched his brother and the two ladies disappear into the wood.
''It really is idyllic here. Did you spent a lot of time here as a child?'' he asked.
''All of it. I was never away from here. When I think of a home, I think of this place.''
''I would like you one day to feel........'' Philip was stopped in mid-sentence by a horrible scream. ''What on earth?'' He jumped to his feet. Alice got to her feet as well.
''In the wood,'' Alice said.
Charles had been on a lot of training exercises in recent weeks and he was more than a match for Reymond. He'd appeared from behind a tree and knocked him clean off his feet. Reymond was strong and had fought back, but Charles hit him in the groin with a savage blow. The pain was so great, Reymond had passed out. While Charles sat on him, Eleanor appeared from behind another tree, with a pair of scissors. Georgina and Sophia ran to her and stood patiently as she made an incision in the breast area of each dress. When she'd done that, she put her hand inside the hole and ripped the muslin material down and away from their breasts.
When Georgina appeared from the wood, the Duke and Alice were half way between her and the tent. When she saw them, she screamed, ''help, please help, he's gone mad. You have to help Sophia. He'll rape her.''
As they got closer, the Duke was horrified to see Georgina standing in a ripped dress with her breasts exposed. ''Cover her up,'' he said to Alice as he ran along the path and into the wood.
When he arrived at the scene, he was deeply shocked. In front of him on the path lay his brother with a man on top of him. To the right, Sophia bent over a tree with her breasts hanging out and her skirt raised.''
''Who are you may I ask?'' the Duke said to Charles.
''Charles Argyle. I am a neighbor. Half of this wood belongs to my property. I was enjoying a stroll after lunch when I saw this man assault two women. It was the most savage attack, and I apprehended him.'' He looked across at Sophia and gestured towards her. ''Just in time by the look of it.''
''Wait here,'' Alice said to Georgina. ''I'm going to finish this now.'' Alice ran into the wood and stopped next to the Duke. She surveyed the scene, and ran to Sophia. She put her arm around her, and spoke loudly, so that Philip could hear her.
''Oh my dear Sophia, I am so sorry. Please forgive me, I didn't think he would do this again after what happened to me. Will you ever forgive me?''
Sophia nodded. She was extremely embarrassed that the two gentlemen could see her breasts, but she had agreed to do it for the sake of her friend.
As Alice was helping Sophia, Elea
nor appeared. ''Please excuse me, my Lord. I am a maid at Stanley Hall, and on Sunday afternoons, I walk in the woods. I saw this gentleman attack two ladies,'' she said pointing at Reymond. ''I was so afraid, I ran and hid behind a tree. It is only now that I dare come out of hiding. If it hadn't been for brave Mr Argyle, I dread to think what would have happened.''
*****
It was late when the Duke arrived back at Stanley Hall. Alice had arranged from them to stay there after the picnic, before traveling back to Winthrop Hall the next day. Alice was lying in her night gown when the Duke came into the bedroom. Alice didn't say anything, she could feel he wanted to unburden his heart.
''Alice, I have been a foolish man. Everything I assumed about you was wrong. He raped you on that evening, didn't he?''
Alice nodded.
''Oh Lord, help me,'' he whispered as his head sank into his hands. After he'd composed himself, he spoke again. ''In the last weeks, I have come to admire you. Not just your beauty, but your kindness and your undying faith that, one day, I would come to love you. Despite what I have done to you, you have remained resolute. You will never forgive me, I know, but I was trying to do the best for everyone under the circumstances, as I thought them to be. Why didn't you tell me, or your parents, what he did to you?''
''Because he is a gentleman, and I a mere woman. Whose word would everyone believe?''
''You are right. Oh Alice, please forgive me. I will never be cold or unpleasant to you ever again.''
''And what have you done with Reymond?''
''He is in the police station in Northampton.''
''And what will happen to him?''
''I assume he will go to prison. Mr Argyle and Miss Eleanor will surely bear witness to the attack.''
''Yes, they most certainly will,'' Emily said, knowing full well what she had agreed with them.
''Then he will indeed be sentenced. Four witnesses against his word. I suppose a few years in prison will do him good. And it won't be easy for him. Men in prison don't like people who attack women.''
''So that's it, then. We can now live our lives together.''
''Yes, we can.'' He looked at her in her nightgown and for the first time felt his desire for her overwhelm him. ''My dear, do you think I could perhaps......''
''Is it cold outside?'' she asked.
''No, why?''
''Come with me.'' Alice got up from the bed, took his hand and crept downstairs. As quietly as she could, she opened the doors to the terrace and led him to the tent at the side of the lake.
''They won't take this down until tomorrow. Make love to me here. Take two cushions and lay them down here. I want to feel you inside me as I look at the stars.''
He walked into the tent and took two of the largest cushions, and laid them down right at the edge of the water.
He looked at her as she pulled her nightgown over her head. When he saw her naked, he felt his manhood becoming hard. He pulled her to him and kissed her. It was a kiss of such deep longing, that Alice gasped when he let go. She gasped more when he dropped to his knees and pulled her pubic area to his face. As his tongue slipped between her legs, she opened them wider and threw back her head. His tongue probed and delved into every fold, before settling on her clitoris. When he took the tiny bud into his mouth Alice's legs almost gave way. She pulled away and lay down on the cushions.
As he opened her legs and put his mouth on her again, Alice glanced over the lake. It was calm, just like she felt. He stopped licking her and took off his waistcoat, shirt and trousers. In just an undergarment, Alice could see that he was fully erect and ready for her. With her feet, she encouraged him to take off the remaining garment, which he did. She gasped when she saw how long his penis was.
He wasn't finished with his mouth though, and again he knelt between her open legs. He liked up and down the length of her wetness and then around her entrance. Suddenly she arched her back and dug her nails into the cushion as his mouth sucked her clitoris. He continued to suck and flick his tongue over her until he felt her explode on him. She rolled her head from side to side and stretched her legs out straight as one huge spasm engulfed her. It was several minutes until she stopped trembling.
The Duke held her and kissed her until her orgasm subsided. When she had recovered, he flipped her onto her belly, lifted her hips from the cushions and entered her. As he thrust into her, she knelt in front of him and looked over the lake. Somewhere a bird squawked and the sound echoed in the silence of the night. It was more erotic than she could have imagined. Being taken in this way as she looked over the place that was her home.
He quickened his rhythm, and his hips began to slap hard against her buttocks. The vibrations brought her to another orgasm. She threw her head back and looked at the sky as her muscles tensed and waves flew from her vagina.
Suddenly she pulled away from him and walked into the lake. ''What are you doing?'' he asked
''Isn't it obvious? Come in and make love to me in the water.''
The Duke followed her in and wished he hadn't because it was quite cold. ''My God, Alice, I'm not sure I can make love to you in this cold. You know what cold does to muscles, it makes them contract.''
''Nonsense. Swim with me and you'll warm up.''
They swam to the middle of the lake, almost to the point where she had been with her friends a few weeks earlier. Alice stopped and pulled him to her. He looked delicious with wet hair and she instantly wrapped her legs around his torso. ''Thrust into me,'' she ordered. He did and it sent shock after shock over her. It was hard work for him as he had to keep them afloat, and thrust at the same time. But soon he found a technique which worked. The water lapped around them and soon he was grunting with the effort. When Alice reached down and cupped his balls he groaned and thrust into her harder.
''Tell me when you come,'' she requested.
When he was almost there, he said, ''Now.''
She pushed him from her, and dived under the water. She found his penis, put her mouth over him and sucked. When he ejaculated into her mouth, he screamed.
''I love you, Alice,'' rang over the lake. Alice didn't hear him, but it was already obvious to her what he now felt.
Amish Bonus Stories
Amish: An Unexpected Gift
Though she had been through alot in the past few months, nothing could prepare her for how she felt now. Yoder was going to be her new last name, and she hated it. She felt like she was going to have to become a different person. And her new first name, Sarah? It just sounded so old-fashioned. Her entire life was about to be old-fashioned.
She thought back at the events that lead her to this. They made her so angry. She was determined to give her father an earful during the drive. Or could she really call it a drive. A horse and a buggy can drive right? Sarah couldn’t even believe what was going through her mind. As she got ready to leave, she picked out the most plain clothes that she could so she would look like the rest of the Amish. She looked at herself in the mirror. At the age of sixteen, Sarah was old enough to know that she was attractive and desired by guys. It is what made her popular at school. But would Amish guys care about stuff like that? Weren’t they just interested in a person’s character? The thought of her appearance not being important made her cringe.
“Honey, are you ready, we have to leave now if are to get there before dark,” yelled Sarah’s father.
“I will be right down,” she said. Sarah took one last look at her room. She feared that she would never see it again. “Alright I am coming.” She looked at her father and laughed to herself. He was wearing the most drab and plain garments that she had ever seen. This is going to be an absolute joke.
“Do you have your Bible?” Asked Sarah’s father. His name was now Jacob. It was formally Lance. But Lance was much too cool of a name. It promoted vanity.
“No I don’t have my Bible, I don’t even know where it is,” replied Sarah. She couldn’t remember the last time she had read it.
“Well you
know that you have to carry your Bible around. At least I think that’s what they do. Remember these people are very somber and super religious,” explained Jacob.
Sarah had always hated religion. It wasn’t that she hated God so much. She would talk to him on occasion. If he existed that is. But she hated the hypocrisy within religious circles. Thou shalt not commit adultery says the pastor as he is thinking about his many affairs. “I know, I am well prepared to put on a false facade that will make the Amish like me. I can pretend, father. I am a good fake.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” said her father under his breath.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing, I am just...nevermind. This is going to be a big adjustment for everybody,” said Jacob, as he was clearly frustrated.
Sarah was angry. “Yes it is, and we wouldn’t have to be making this adjustment if it weren’t for you.” She had planned to speak her mind. If she regretted it later so be it. She would regret not speaking her mind more.
“And you don’t think I feel bad about it?” Her father looked like he was about to explode in anger and frustration, but then restrained himself. “We can talk on the way there, let’s go.”
Sarah had never been in a buggy before, and she was determined from the get go to hate it. But now that they were under way she realized that her fears were all founded in truth. It really was horrible. It was slow and bumpy and pulled by a horse that stunk. “Do you even know how to drive a buggy?” She asked her father.
“Do I know how to drive a buggy? Of course, I learned in auto shop in high school,” he replied sarcastically. “I don’t know anything about buggies other than a quick video I watched on them. I am just winging it.”
“Just like you do everything else,” said Sarah.
“Sarah, are you ever going to forgive me?” He thought probably not. What he had done was hardly forgivable.
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