The castle Part 1 - Sex Stories

The castle Part 1

I was working hard in 2000, Cutting down trees, building paths, showing visitors around a historical site and generally having the time of my life. I was as lean and fit as a thirty year old tends to be and always regretted there were only 24 hours in a day. I had a long term partner who I'd been with for five years, but we lived apart during the week as I had secured a job some 120 miles away from our home where I had accommodation in the outbuildings of a mansion house in the north of England. Visitors would come and stay in the house for a couple of weeks or so and part of my job was to interpret the history of the gardens, wildlife and buildings to the visitors and make sure they felt welcome and looked after. With summer at an end and the leaves falling onto frosty ground, a group of twenty student visitors from Maryland in the USA arrived to spend a week at the house. I was instructed to show them around the grounds and after an enjoyable walk with this intelligent group of early twenties students a small group stayed behind to chat and play with my dogs. The two females Sarah and Nicole kept me talking way too long after my five o'clock finish and at a quarter to six We made arrangements to carry on the conversation at the local pub on the Sunday evening as I was travelling home for the weekend. I kept thinking about Sarah in particular all weekend while I was home. Sarah was twenty one, about 5 foot seven and very slim .She had dark brown, almost black hair and the ...

... most alluring brown eyes. I'd checked her bum out a couple of times as she was playing tug with my Doberman Henry, and the memory of her ass came into my mind as I came over my partners back in bed on Saturday night. Even I felt slightly ashamed of myself! Just after a pleasant lunch with my beloved on the Sunday, I hopped into my pickup and felt unusually excited about returning home (Normally I would dread this and stay until late in the afternoon!)I Put some good tunes on and sang along with Henry on the back seat. Three hours later I climbed out of the very uncomfortable vehicle, walked the dog and made a very quick salad tea before washing my aching body in the shower , donning a freshly laundered shirt and jeans and jumping on my bicycle, pedalling like mad to make the pub for six thirty. Thankfully as I pushed open the heavy oak door, I could hear Sarah's distinctive laugh and peered around the corner just in time to see the cue ball disappear down a pocket on the pool table. Nicole began to chuckle and the two American guys they were with were clearly enjoying the Scottish pub atmosphere as well. Hiiyyaa!! ! came the shout as they recognised me and we gathered at the bar so I could hear about all the day trips etc. they had made. Then we played pool....Singing along with all kinds of tunes on the jukebox, drinking pints of lager and the odd shot of Malt whiskey. Time whizzed by ,and out of nowhere the landlord seemed to be kicking us out WAY too soon. Nicole climbed on ...