The Game Of Lust

The Remedy For Heartbreat

At least I would not be seeing her for a while and hopefully by the time she'd return, she would've forgotten all about that night. I let out a sigh if relief and looked up to find Louie still standing there, “I don't know what what went down last night, but I'm sorry about all of it,” she said, pressing her lips together, I felt something growing in me, something I'd never felt before, Louie was an unbelievable woman.

I couldn't understand why she cared for me or why she was always close by when I needed a friend.

“Come here,” I said, she took off her apron and hung it on the coat rack. She walked to me slowly and carefully. I pulled her closer and leaned my head against her stomach.

“I don't think any of this is your fault.”

“I'm just so tired of everything, ” I uttered in a shaky tone,

“I know just how you feel Sir,” louie answered resting her hands on my shoulders.

“Have you ever just felt like no matter what you do you'll never be enough?” I asked.

She soon reached up and placed her hands on my head, caressing my hair lightly, “I feel like that all the time,”

I looked up and found her eyes pointing down at me, “I'll never be enough for you,” she continue with a tired smile, for some reason I felt the urge to kiss her rosy lips. We'd already been passionate before but I found it difficult to take the first step, she made me nervous somehow.

Suddenly Louie went down on her knees before me, she moved closer and unzipped my fly closely as if waiting for a reaction but I couldn't object. She pulled my c**k out and slid it into her warm mouth, I could feel myself between her lips and surrounded by her tongue. There was a cold feeling her tongue and a warm feeling from her breath. I jerked back as she moved it deeper in her mouth and began to suck on it, holding it up with one hand, she picked up the pace, moving her head back and forth. She traced her tongue down the length and continued. I gripped her hair but maked conscious effort not to hurt her. I braced myself on the chair as I could no longer control the passion traveling through my body. My c**k grew larger and harder, till it began to pulse. She pulled it out of her mouth and stood. Louie kicked off her shoes leaving only her socks on, she lifted up her dress lightly but enough for me to see the lingerie underneath.

She climbed into my thighs, and sat on them. She had a lavender scent on her smooth skin, gripping her warm thighs, I took my tongue to her ear before I could lick she pulled her face away, “No, I'm here to please you,” she whispered, taking her hand to my erect c**k, she gave a body jerking rub, she lifted her body upwards and I grabbed on to her thighs as she slipped my c**k into her warm whole, it was tight but wet, I closed my eyes when she began to rotate her hips passionately,

Clenching on to my shirt, I slid my hands up her waist before reaching her breasts,I caressed them gently with my fingers, I wanted to put them in my mouth, I terribly ached to taste her, whatever part she was willing to offer to me.

She arched her back and moaned softly, grinding harder and pushing me in deeper, I could feel the warm inside her, it overpowered my senses.

I couldn't hardly recall any of the things that transpired the night before. Louie unbuttoned her top of her uniform low enough to see her round breasts, they began to bounce freely. I took her breast into my hand and fondled it gently between my fingers, louie was more amenable than Margret who would not let me touch her but she made me forget all about her, she offered her body so easily and her scent dominanted m.

Louie's ginger hair fell loosely on her shoulders and as she leaned forward they brushing gently around my face, I caught the sweet smell of her shampoo. It all felt like some kind of healing or rather a remedy. The heat between her legs, I braced myself as the pleasure increased and a the bursting sensation began to arise. I grunted out loud and placed head her chest, her breasts were hot and her n*****s red. I pressed my wet tongue on it before proceeding with the rest of my mouth which took in her erect n*****s and began to suck, lick and kiss. She reacted with a moan as she tightened her eyes. Turning her long slender neck about restlessly, Her long lashes were wet from coating the tears that gathered underneath. I stood and lifted her, taking her to the bed where we would continue. She fell on her back with a smile on her, she surrendered herself as she spread her thighs for me to penetrate between them. I peeled off my shirt and crouched over her, I pressed my c**k into her again and this time she whined loudly. I could hardly care if anyone heard us. She closed her eyes feeling my tongue at the back of her neck, my other hand still resting on her breast, caressing passionately.

Her breath was hot against my ear as she whipered my name, “Alfred..”

I continued to press deeper and with every stroke I felt a burst of excitement, my entire body was throbbing from the reawakening of my dying passion. I couldn't stop myself.

Richardson may have been a successful writer, he had my wife between his fingers and the had the confidence I had lost over the passing months but he didn't have Louie and in some sick, twisted way I felt pride in the fortune I found in louie, a woman I knew almost nothing about, besides how she walked on her toes without heels, how she tapped her fingers on every surface she stood beside as if waiting impatiently for something when there nothing to wait for, and how she enjoyed to swim naked when no one was watching. This woman was certainly a mystery, there was more to her that I ached to discover, I wanted to know the story behind the scar on her pelvis, from the looks of it, it must have been a really bad accident. I wanted to know everything.

Immediately after it was over, louie sat up and move to the edge, I quickly took her by the arm and pulled her back into the bed, “Stay with me a little bit,” I muttered. Louie peered around and finally relaxed herself next to me. I was never one to ccuddle a woman after s*x but I was open to the idea as long as it kept her beside me. “I make your job a lot harder, don't I ?” I asked, she turned to me and her eyes crinkled into a smile, “Nothing I can't handle,” she chuckled. “What job did you do before working here? ”

She paused for a moment before answering, “I was … a waitress and before that I was a sale's clark.”

“And before that? ” I laughed

“I was a nanny.”

“You work so hard I admire that about you.”

“Well I've got siblings take care of and my father's depts to pay off, so I can't afford to stop now or ever.” she said in a wistful tone, and her face fell. “ My father worked with Mr Hamish for thirty years, we literally owe him everything. And that's why I'm here, to pay of what my father owes the Hamishs.”

Hearing her reason for working with Hamishs I felt a sort of guilt and sympathy for her, she had to put the needs of her family before her's.

“I had no idea you had to deal with all this pressure on your own,” I said, she sat up and moved closer to me, “How can I be alone when you're here,” she smiled and her lips came closer to mine, it was apparent to me that she wanted to kiss me, truthfully I had forgotten all about my "no kissing rule" but for some reason I still flinched when her lips drew closer.

“I'm sorry I wasn't…”

“ Oh no, it's alright … I can be too forward something's ”

“That's not what I meant” I quickly stated, louie was sitting on my stomach, giving me a closer look at the scar on her stomach. “What Happened? ” I asked placing my thumb on the spot, she jumped a bit.

“I'm really sensitive to touch, ” she smiled. “it's really embarrassing,”

“It's okay, you can tell me anything.”

“I think I was ten years old when it happened, my sister and I were playing in the living room while my dad hosted so friends in his study, he was supposed to keep an eye on us while my mom was out, ” she continued, “ We jumping from surface to surface, acting like there was lava on the floor. I was a really restless child, I liked to think of myself as a Spy or Ninja.” Louie chuckled “ I tried to jump over the glass table to the couch on the other side but I wasn't fast enough so I crashed into the glass table and broke my arm amongst other things.”

I laughed boisterously at her tale knowing I had similar ones myself.

“Reminds me something my brother and I use to do as children.”

“You talk about him a lot, you must have been really close.”

“We were like Bonnie and Clyde if both of them were men and siblings,” I replied and Louie's lips parted into a smile and then a snorting chuckle.

“You know, he was a doctor but he really wanted to be a film maker, so Anna … Anna was our governess in a way. She bought him a camera and a stand, on his sixteenth birthday. Eddy started making stop motion videos of whatever he could find, and tormented the rest of us with his movies,” I said, I felt something growing in my heart as I recalled my childhood, it wasn't nostalgia rather it was anger, “ I remember he made me a movie once, it was just things moving around, our toys, our socks and school uniforms, pictures and even the flowers from our garden.”

“That must have been a great movie.”

“It was, and the instrumental he added to it made it wholesome. Unfortunately Mother hid his equipments and forced him to focus his studies, instead of wasting good time on childish fantasies. ”

Louie laid next to me and wrapped her arms around me.