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Part Ten
It was supposed to be summer but it was raining when we landed and I felt now that I hated the place. I went home first and was greeted royally by mum and George and they both exclaimed about how well I looked, especially with the suntan I had acquired.
The next morning, after dressing carefully and seeing that my make-up was perfect, took a taxi to Sir Malcolm's office but instead of going up as I had usually done, gave my name to be announced. The reply came straight back down that I was to go up and he was waiting for me outside of the lift when I reached the top floor.
`Magenta. How wonderful you look with that suntan. I take it you've just come from Spain.' I agreed that I had as we went into his office where he opened a bottle of champagne. We had a glass each as he sat down with me and I gave him back his keys and thanked him for the use of the villa, saying that I'd had a marvellous time there.
`Judging by the glow in your cheeks, I gather you met Alexander.' I blushed.
`Yes, and I'm going back out there and I would like your permission to stay in your villa there till I can find a place of my own.'
`You're going back? To him?'
`Yes. I've fallen in love with him and I'm going to get a place close to yours so that he can still look after it for you. Then he can move in with me if he will.'
`You haven't asked him yet then?' he asked.
`No, for I only thought of this on the flight home, but he says he loves me too and I think he really means it,' I said.
`Does he know you are already married? A Countess too?'
`He does now but didn't when he said that he loved me and begged me to stay and marry him. That's when I had to tell him the truth.'
`Does your husband know?'
`No, and I'm not going to tell him. Let sleeping dogs lie I think is right in the circumstances. He's got his man and now I've got mine. The answers no before you ask. I'm not asking or wanting a divorce and Alex is quite happy with that.'
I see,' he said slowly, talking the keys from me and putting them on the table. Magenta, you can stay at the villa as long as you like and I wish you both a lot of happiness. I take it that you've told the agency that you are leaving.'
Not yet. I thought I'd come and see you first to say thank you for the use of the villa. For the ballet, the opera in Milan and especially taking me into the mile high club,' I said with a smile, and for all the times I've known you, you've treated me like a lady and for that I'm very grateful.'
Magenta,' he said, taking my hands in his and I could see a trace of tears in his eyes. When I first saw you, you looked and acted like a lady and always have and now you really are one and I'm sad for myself for not being the marrying kind,' to which we both smiled, but glad for you that you've found love. I'll always remember you and think of you often.' He stood up pulling me up too and took me into his arms and gave me a sweet kiss. Thank you Magenta for the sweet and happy memories you have given me. Go now before I start to cry as you are doing.' I didn't realise I was until I touched my cheeks and found them wet and I gave him another swift kiss on the lips and fled out of his office. I dried my tears and checked my make-up in the lift's mirror and decided that I could rectify that at the agency.
Samantha's face lit up when I entered the office but soon fell when I gave in my notice. I didn't go into detail as to the whys and wherefores but said that I would like to give a luncheon party for all at the agency in the very near future as I would be then travelling abroad. I got her to understand my position that I couldn't really keep on going out with different men who might have connections that could affect Trevor. I used the dressing room there to repair my make-up and then left to make my next stop at a fishmongers and bought a small block of dry ice and had it boxed for me to carry.
The next and final call was at Trevor's studio and I was greeted with a big hug by Rollo and a small hug and a kiss on the cheek from Trevor. They remarked on my suntan and had to admit that they hadn't missed me for the three months I'd been gone which hurt me inside. Nevertheless, with a stiff bracer, a treble gin and tonic I told Trevor exactly why I had come.
`Trevor. I want a baby. I want your child to be the next Earl of Lark.'
Magenta! A...a baby? But...I... oh dear.' His face had gone all red and he looked for help from Rollo who looked as surprised as Trevor was speechless. Magenta. You know me. I can't...I...you know how babies are made. I can't,' he stuttered.
Yes you can,' I said, trying to talk in a business tone of voice. I've just come back from Spain and I have spoken to a clinic there,' I said and also called myself a liar. `They can inseminate me to make me pregnant but I need your sperm for the child I want to be yours.'
`But I can't get it up Magenta,' he wailed.
Of course you can with Rollo's help,' I said, nearly adding that I'd seen it in that state in Rollo's mouth back at the Hall. He stuttered and stammered for a bit with excuses which each and every one of them I shot down. Now all I need is for you to come in a condom that we can seal before it's taken off and then freeze it and if I keep it frozen, the clinic can then do their job and get me pregnant with your sperm.' He looked helplessly at Rollo who wouldn't say one thing or another for which I was grateful for this was a thing between a man and his wife. Trevor blustered on a bit but agreed to let me have a sample in a couple of days time.
No way!' I said, getting up and going over to the drinks trolley and pouring myself out another drink. I am staying here and not leaving till I have it in my hand and after having seen that it is yours and not Rollo's.'
`Now?' he asked incredulously.
`Now. One hour, two hours, it makes no difference but I'm not leaving here without it.' I sat down as the two of them looked at each other. Trevor looked dazed and Rollo just shrugged.
`We can do it,' Rollo said.
`But with Magenta watching? I don't know if I can,' he wailed.
`Well Rollo. It looks like his balls are in your court. Get him up and coming in a condom, I've got all night.' I got up off the bed and pulled a chair over near it and sat down and waited. They didn't move for several minutes before Rollo shrugged his shoulders again and stood up and started to take his clothes off.
`Come on Trevor. Let's do it,' he said.
`I don't know if I can,' he replied but stood up and let Rollo take his clothes off. This then was the first time I saw my husband naked without a lattice screen between us. He didn't look that much when naked so I reckon he must have been a good fuck for Rollo to stay with him this long. Rollo got onto the bed almost dragging Trevor on and I saw that Rollo was already up and ready and Trevor was still limp.
Rollo began by kissing Trevor for a while and then began to kiss him further down till he had the prick in his mouth, Sucking and moving it about with his tongue. I could see that this wasn't working and Rollo gave it up and got Trevor up onto his knees as Rollo then put a condom on and pushed his prick up into Trevor's backside. He crooned away as he slowly fucked the arse off him and during his fucking I saw Trevor's cock start to rise up.
`It starting to work,' I said to Rollo who couldn't see what was happening down below. He kept on moving in and out of Trevor whose face was still red at me witnessing him being fucked in this way.
Get me a condom off the side,' Rollo asked, still moving inside Trevor. Open it and put it on him.'
`I can't do that. He'll probably deflate if I touch him. Here you get it on him somehow,' I said handing the condom which I got out of its wrapper.
It was almost funny to watch as he lay right over Trevor's back as he put both hands round underneath and began to fumble to try and roll the condom on a prick he couldn't see and was only just within his reach.
`Help me Trevor. It's your fucking prick I'm trying to get it on,' Rollo cried out in exasperation. The condom itself was perilously dangling on the end of his prick as he moved underneath.
Stay where you are then,' Trevor gasped as he lifted himself up, Rollo holding him round the waist and by a shoulder as Trevor quickly rolled it down on his erection and fell forward again onto his hands. It's on,' he grunted and I could see sweat now dripping off his chin. `Keep going, don't stop.'
It was awkward for Rollo having to lean over to one side and use his hand to work on Trevor's tool while still maintaining a steady rhythm of fucking him. There were many grunts and groans and I saw the sweat now pouring off of Rollo as he tried to do both these things at once.
It was fascinating to watch this but it didn't turn me on as I got turned by watching the video of myself being fucked. Rollo was moving slowly in and out of Trevor's bum as his hand was moving up and down it, wanking him is the term I believe and I think he was grateful when Trevor gasped that he was nearly there. Rollo redoubled his efforts and moved his hand faster on the sheathed prick and we finally heard Trevor give out a strangled cry and began to jerk himself as Rollo held on to his shaft as I leaned in closer to see the sperm come out into the little bulbous end of the condom. He jerked three or four times before gasping that he'd finished.
I quickly got off the chair and went to the bed and took hold of Trevor's prick and pulled the end of the condom clear of the head and twisted it round before whipping the whole thing off and tying it with a strong knot.
Thank you gentlemen,' I said as I went and opened the box with the ice in and popped the condom inside and then sealed the box. You might as well finish the job Rollo, though he looks fucked already. I'll be in touch later and tell you what arrangements I've made with the clinic.'
They were both like a frozen tableau since I'd pulled off the condom and they were still looking at me without moving, their mouths open as I blew them a kiss before leaving the studio. I chuckled with glee and mentally hugged myself as I went down the stairs and out into the street and hailed a taxi. I had it take me home where I put the box into the freezer and then went off to the pub and met up with Mum and George and pleased everybody there by shouting out for drinks all round.
`Are you sure Magenta?' the landlord asked me looking round at at least forty odd people there in the bar.
`Yes I'm sure. It's all a bit of a lark,' I said with a grin. It took a minute for the joke to sink in for he knew that I was really the Countess of Lark. When the penny finally dropped, he roared out with laughter and shouted out that the Countess herself was buying everybody a drink. There were cheers and shouts of approval and I was served up with the first drinks for our table and many people stopped by with their drink in hand to thank me.
I was bubbling over and it didn't matter how much I drank that night, I didn't get drunk, also, that was the night I stopped taking the pill. Next day I went to the agency office and had the secretary phone everybody up to tell them that I was throwing a farewell bash the next day at lunchtime. Meeting at the agency at twelve and going on from there. I then booked a flight to Spain for the following day.
I took all the agency people that included Violet, Ralph Davinia and Jackie dressed in their dresses as well as many others and Samantha and her secretary of course. I made Samantha put on the answering service so that she could eat and drink with me. It was a local restaurant that we went too and I think that they all had a good time. I got a kiss from everybody when the party broke up and they were a few tears as well. When Ralph kissed me, he whispered in my ear that he was very happy for me and would watch our video for many years to come and so would never forget me. It brought tears to my eyes and I knew I would never forget any of them.
Next day I kissed mum and George goodbye and at the airport got them to send a telex to Malcolm's villa that I knew the number of for Malcolm used it to pre-warn Alex when he might be visiting. I just hoped that Alex would see the blinking red light to indicate a message received and be there at the airport to meet me.
I fidgeted for the whole flight for I was returning to the man I loved and had to keep rubbing my breasts for my nipples were really aching in anticipation of having him sucking upon them once again. I couldn't really scratch my groin like men do and that's why I moved about so much for I also had an itch there that only a stiff prick would be able to soothe. it's a good job I was in business class for I had more room to do this and didn't disturb the person sitting next to me.
I found also that when my passport was ever looked at now, I would get a small salute from the official as it was handed back to me and either wished a pleasant trip or one of welcome depending on which way I was travelling. My bag was almost the first one off the carousel and I was soon through passport control to that salute and my heart leapt when I saw Alex waving at me from the crowd of people waiting for other passengers.
He hurriedly pushed his way through and swept me into his arms as he lifted me off my feet as he kissed me more than once before setting me down, us getting many amused looks from those waiting for others.
Magenta my darling,' he said breathlessly. I went over the sun, the moon and saw the stars when I read the telex.' He whirled me around again and then had to apologise for nearly knocking two people over. `Come, come, let's get to the car and beat the others to the motorway.' He took my case and almost ran me to the car.
`What's the hurry? This is Spain. We've got all day,' I said out of breath when we reached the car.
`I can't wait to get you to the villa to show you how much I've missed you,' he said, taking me into his arms again to kiss me, pressing himself up against my front so that I could feel what he wanted to show me.
Having felt that, I too was now most anxious to get there but had to tell him to slow down on that mountain road for it did have some sharp bends and rather a long drop if you missed one. We slithered in the gravel of the villa's entrance under an hour from leaving the airport and he was quickly helping me out the car.
`Leave the bag till later,' he said, almost dragging me inside and straight through to the bedroom where we feverishly began to strip each other, him kissing and sucking my breasts before my blouse was even off but then, I was down on my knees to suck on his throbbing erection while he tried to get his feet out of trousers. He groaned as I had as I raked his shaft with my teeth.
No Magenta,' he groaned as I did so. No,' and pulled me up off of him as he got free of his trousers and with a quick pull, had my skirt down which I tripped on as I staggered to the bed and fell on it with him trying to kiss me everywhere at once. We were like excited teenagers as we moved and fumbled about trying to get our bodies and legs in the right places. His eagerness had been transmitted to me and I couldn't get on my back with my legs open quick enough and then he was there! I didn't even have time to cry out at his entry it was so swift. One minute empty and then instantly I was filled with a hard throbbing and pulsating piece of hot flesh. What a joy it was to have it there and I pulled him down so that I had his full weight on me, squashing my breasts so that I could rub the aching nipples against the hairs on his chest. I was in exquisite agony both top and bottom and now starting to be soothed at both ends at once. He was moving his hips and I'm sure his toes were digging deep into the mattress to give himself extra purchase as he kept thrusting himself in and out of me, pushing hard and really pounding away and all too soon he cried out and came inside me before I'd even reached my peak, but it was enough to have satisfied him and held him tight as he gasped for breath.
He must have been saving it up for I'd only been gone a week, but he was a strong man for he was up and ready within an hour and this time I had my climax for he was able to last that much longer. We didn't shower afterwards but went out and dived into the pool and played about in there like children.
I had expected him to go to work that evening but he said he wasn't going and so he cooked me a lovely meal that we ate out on the patio with flickering candles on the table. As half of the meal was finger food, we sat together and licked each other's fingers when they needed cleaning. There was much hand touching and an almost permanent smile on our faces as we could see the flickering light dance in each other's eyes.
As if reading each other's mind, we got up from the table at the same time and hand in hand, leaving the dishes, we went to bed and it was a long slow loving we had together. Having had another orgasm and sucking on him after he had come inside me, we lay back to sleep. I lay there and mused over the foolish panic I had had at Gatwick. While waiting for my flight to be called, I'd gone into the chemist's there and spoke to the pharmacist and asked him about the effects of the birth control pills.
`Well when going onto the pill, it doesn't take long for the drug to enter the system to prevent fertilisation, less than a week, but coming off is a different matter. It is dependent on your age, height and weight but that would only be a rough calculation for there are other internal organs that have to rid themselves of the pills effects before the woman can possibly conceive. It could be anywhere between two to three weeks but I always say give it four.' I thanked him and then had my panic attack because I'd forgotten that I'd left Trevor's sperm in the box in the freezer.
Then I had to laugh to myself for I wasn't go to use it anyway. I knew whose child I wanted and that was going to be Alex's. When marrying Trevor I had thought this over and though I like Ralph very much I had to discount him for look at the bloody fuss that would have caused and no way could I have passed off a black child as being Trevor's. The other option would have been Sir Malcolm, but then he might have looked upon it as a subtle form of blackmail and I'd rather have kept his friendship without that hanging about in the background. It was the meeting of Alex that decided me as to what I was going to do.
I was awake first the next morning and finding him with his morning erection which in a man is always at its hardest, made the most of it. He wasn't fully awake as I got astride of him and holding his penis upright, inserted in myself and sank down on it. That really woke him up as I settled on his thighs with his cock deep up inside me. I rode him and saw the delight on his face as he watched my breasts move up and down in time to my other movements. His hands came up and massaged them as I kept going till I came and kept on going till he erupted inside me. Even then with us both having come, I still couldn't lie flat on him for my legs were still astride of him and it took me a few moments to move them so I could slowly fall forward onto his chest and have him hold me and tell me how much he loved me.
We stayed naked as I made a mess of cooking breakfast, only just saving one of the eggs from falling on the floor. Both yolks were broken and the fried potatoes black on one side and half cooked on the other. The toast was alright for the machine did that for me.
We played around for the rest of the day and also kept topping up our suntan in the late summer sun and then had an early dinner and we went off to the pub for him to serve behind the bar while I sat there and watched him. Loving every movement he made in mixing cocktails or even just pouring out a beer. Alonso came in during the evening and sat down with me and bought me a beer and asked if Violet was with me. His face fell when I told him no, but he muttered something in Spanish and finished his beer and left.
That night in bed after a very satisfactory love making session, I sat on Alex's chest and brushed my nipples across his lips.
Alex. What would you say to me saying that I want to have your baby?' I asked and then before he could speak, I pushed a tit into his mouth. I had to crane my neck down to look at him from the position I was in. Hear me out first. I want a baby and I would like it to be yours, though they will be one snag to this.' He gave out a gurgle round the nipple in his mouth. `I think you're saying that there's more than one, true, but this is what I've been thinking about. You give me a baby that Trevor will think is his and then it would be your son that would be next in line to be the Earl of Lark. You would never be able to acknowledge him as your son but we would know and that's the main thing.' Alex then forcibly pushed me up so that my tit came free from his mouth, his face a bit red and he took a great big deep breath before he could speak.
Magenta! First, it's crazy. We're not married and Trevor would know it's not his. Second, it's crazy because I don't know how you would get away with it. Third, it's crazy. No, you're crazy for thinking of this. Fourth, I'm crazy for wanting to give you a child. Fifth, we're both crazy for I think that that is what we are going to do in spite of what I've said,' he laughed. But we cannot go on living together like this without him knowing and guessing the truth.'
Shut up and listen. I've heard what you've said and now I'll tell you the rest as you've agreed to the main part. Shut up!' I said as I stuffed my tit back into his mouth. Trevor thinks I've come to Spain to go into a clinic for insemination. I took a sample of his sperm in London and he thinks that is what is being used to make me pregnant. So when I do announce that fact, he will believe that the child I would be carrying is his, now do you understand?' I looked down at him and saw his face was now a very deep red in colour so I eased back and pulled my breast from his mouth.
`Phew! You sure know a way to stop a man speaking,' he said, gasping for breath.
`Well, isn't that the way a man stops his wife from speaking for five minutes by shoving his dick in her mouth?' I asked with a laugh. He laughed and managed to heave me up off of him.
Okay Magenta,' he began, leaning up on his elbow and looked down at me. Now let's talk sense now. You want me to give you babies...'
`Babies? It's plural now is it?' I interrupted with a grin.
`Shut up or do you want my dick put in your mouth to do it?'
`Promises, promises,' I muttered with a smile but shut up and let him have his say.
`You're a married woman and you want me to give you a child.'
`Son. It's got to be a son,' I said.
`What if it's a girl?'
`We keep on trying,' I grinned.
Okay,' he grinned back. You say that you've got a sperm sample from Trevor for this insemination, where is it?'
I forgot to bring it. It doesn't matter.' I hastily added, I wasn't going to use it anyway. All I was going to do was send him a cable saying that I'd booked myself into this clinic in Spain and then have to wait to hear the results. In the meantime,' and I gave him a shy smile, `you do the er, insemination instead of the clinic.'
`So I get you pregnant darling, and then what do we do?'
Er, that bit I haven't worked out yet,' I admitted, but I've got some ideas.'
Well it's hare-brained,' he said as he gave a breast a rub, but I like the insemination part.'
`Let's practice,' I said with a smile as I pulled him on top of me and so we did .
Next day he took me to the post office in the port for that was the only place I could send a telegram from. It was to Trevor and I made it short. " Booked into clinic. Two weeks rest before they start. Love Magenta."
`Is that it?' Alex asked as he handed it over the desk and paid the cost.
`That's it. Now back to the villa, or should I say clinic to begin the insemination process,' I said.
`I thought babies were produced by an act of love between two loving persons?' he said.
`That's right. I love you and you love me so let's get loving and produce the lovely baby that I would love to have from my love that loves me. How's that?'
`What a lovely way of putting it,' he laughed.
`Well it sounds better than saying let's go and have a fuck!' But that's what we did, and carried on for days on end, three sometimes four I would have him inside me, planting his seed every time and with me laying there hoping that at least one little bugger would survive to do the job.
Alex had at last given up the idea that I might divorce Trevor and turned his thoughts of how should we be able to stay together at later stages in the expected pregnancy and afterwards. To which I expounded the idea that I had and now presented it to him and to see just how bad it was.
`Can you write?' I asked of him.
If you're asking can I join up letters of the alphabet so that others can understand, yes.' He got a slap for that. What do you think? Course I can write but it depends on what exactly you mean by writing. If you were to be more explicit in what you're aiming at I might be able to give you a better answer,' he said in an exasperated tone of voice.
`Okay, okay. Now let's say that I found you here in Spain and I have hired you to come to Lark Hall to go through all the books and letters, manuscripts and whatnot, of which there are plenty, to draw up a family tree and write a history of the Bentley family. There's so much material there it would take you at least three years just to plough through the stuff.'
`Trevor, your husband will see through that scheme straight away. What then?'
`I'll tell him outright that you are my lover and that while I'm, er, with you, I will be on the pill. He's got his own lover so why can't I?' That shut him up for he had no answer to that, and so that was the proposal and he accepted it. Now I was happy for I now had my cake and could eat it too.
At the right time, we went to the post office again for me to send another cable to Trevor, it read, "Clinic work done. Have to wait to find if successful. Love Magenta."
You know that if it is successful,' he said with a mournful look on his face, that we'll be going back to England.'
`I know, and I'm going to be as heartbroken as you at leaving here. But, think. We can say that later after you've made many notes, you need the sunshine of Spain to write up what you have collated into a proper sequence, or something along those lines.'
He reluctantly agreed and so it was settled that if I was indeed pregnant, we would go back to England and Lark Hall and he would be with me until the child was born and after that, well, it was left in the air for the time being.
I really loved being in bed with my lover. He was strong and virile and a very good swimmer as he proved in the pool. I just loved to sink down and watch him swim over me, his penis and balls swinging from side to side with every stroke and I would sometimes upset his rhythm by grabbing him as he went past.
He would shout out and try and catch me in the water where I would be helpless but sometimes I managed to get out of the pool and have him chase we round and through the villa and wherever it was he caught me, that was where he took me. Both of us panting as he would wrestle me to the ground, tile, bed or path, though that place I didn't like, and then he would get on top of me and screw me to whatever I lay on.
By God his prick would be up and hard and loved this pseudo rape and would fight him to make it more exciting. Having his hard cock forced into me and for me to feel every vein of his shaft as it entered me till our stomachs met and only when he was fully inside would I give in and lift my legs up high and let him go on and fuck me till we both had an exciting climax.
Sometimes when he was on a lounger by the pool would I kneel over him and take his limp penis into my mouth to suck and tongue it up to an erection and then begin to use my hand while I sucked to bring him up to explode in my mouth and then have the pleasure of swilling his come round before swallowing it. Neither did I stop him from going down on me while I held open the lips of my sex for him to lick, suck and eat me to an orgasm and have him suck and slurp away till he'd licked me clean. It was heaven!
It was the second week of October that I woke up nauseous and scrambled out of bed and threw up in the toilet. At first I thought it was the curry from the previous night but then as I rinsed my mouth and washed my face did I see myself in the mirror break into a big smile for I was now sure that I was indeed pregnant.
I was throwing up every morning for a fortnight before this period passed and it was then that we had to make our decisions about upping sticks and moving back to England. A cable was sent off saying, "Congratulations. You about to be a father. Two more weeks for check ups before returning. Love Magenta."
Two weeks! Two weeks of the late summer sunshine. Two weeks of the pool and sex and tapas. I made a pig of myself with all three. Alex was exhausted and I thought he was now ready to go back to England for the rest from my sexual depredations.
With the date set for our departure, Alex telexed Sir Malcolm to tell him what was happening and asked what should he do in respect of the villa's security and upkeep. Malcolm hadn't been backward and guessed that with me being there he was going to run up to this problem some-time in the future and had already spoken to estate agents in Spain about key holding and pool maintenance.
He'd phoned back and spoke to Alex for an hour giving him all the details of whom to contact and pass the keys onto. He also said that he regretted Alex leaving but it was to be expected in time and that he and myself would still be welcome to use the villa whenever we wanted too, which I thought was very decent of him considering that I was stealing his handyman away.
The owners of the bar where he worked were dismayed when we told them that he would be leaving but it had been expected after they had seen me. They were surprised that he had stayed so long with them for they said that they nearly always used to have a change of bar staff every year.
We had a lovely last night at the bar and in the villa and the next morning, dropped the keys off and had the car garaged before we took a taxi to the airport.
The airline operators didn't appear to have a first class section on these what they called short haul flights and so it was business class again. Still, it was better than the cramped economy section. I just loved the small salute at passport control when my title had been noted and had no compunction at using it now to get what I wanted. Even to the point of talking to an official and having a porter summoned to take our bags off the carousel and take them right through for him to load into a taxi.
I know I should really have gone home first to tell mum the news but I didn't want to spring Alex on them at that moment in time. So I directed the taxi driver to a modest hotel in Knights-bridge where we spent the night before hiring a car next morning to take us to Lark Hall. I deliberately didn't go to Trevor's studio for I wanted Alex to already be in the Hall and ensconced in his task when Trevor, and no doubt Rollo, would arrive later.