Family Tensions - Sex Stories

Family Tensions

... work in the vineyard’s office. She was a buyer of the bottles and corks, along with arranging the printing of labels and stock taking. There were occasions when he would see her in the garden, the sun in her blonde hair. She would be seen wearing a pair of shorts that flattered her slender legs, a cotton cami-top revealing the firmness of pert breasts and toned, tanned, arms. On other occasions, he would glimpse her by the swimming pool as he tended to the grass cutting; but as the summer days grew longer, and hotter, the need for that lessened.

The sight of her, at times, made him regret that there were no girls, or young women, amongst the group of workers to distract him from aberrant thoughts…of him going with her, all thoughts of Margaux being his aunt dispelled by the sight of a vibrant woman in her bikini, sunning herself by the pool. It was a sight that aroused in him and he often felt the gnaw of longing for her, the press of his hardening prick in his shorts.

At supper, they would talk of inconsequential things and Louis would direct proceedings, even when guests were around or came to stay. Then, her attention would be diverted away from him and she would offer soft words of apology that they had no time to themselves to talk or work together, a concern that he had not heard Margaux express before.

To wake in the course of the night, and to find that he had been dreaming of her had its destructive effects upon him until Louis announced that he had been ...

... called away to some EU event or other, that he was to attend a conference that meant he would be gone for two, maybe three days.

He exulted at the news and could not believe what he was hearing when Louis said that he would rely on him to help Margaux in every way necessary, in administrative tasks, while he was gone.

‘Really?’ he had blurted out. ‘Are you sure?’

‘I wouldn’t have asked it of you, better still told you how it’s to be! You are doing a business degree aren’t you, so you should know about taking orders and processing accounts and money claims from suppliers?’

‘Yes…some.’

‘Then you’ll learn a whole lot more from Margaux. Now, stop doubting yourself and get to work!’

He remembered meeting Margaux’s soft smile and thinking how he would be able to endure being in the house alone with her, knowing that he lusted after her and that he felt a teenager’s crush on the woman that she was seen to be. All of that had evolved into an emotion so much deeper and what her summer clothes modestly, but surely, revealed to his gaze. The effect that she had on him might yet find full expression and he would learn of it with her.

Margaux, disappointingly, failed to say anything about her husband’s trip and the chance for them to be together, when they had a moment to themselves. Her restrained ways only made him hunger for the woman more strongly and he wondered if she sensed that from his behaviour, or the stealing of glance towards her whenever the opportunity ...