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Evening had fallen and Harold was happily embracing his wife in bed. The dapper fellow was feeling optimistic after taking down a large deer in the woods. Business was going swimmingly with his newest and most valuable client too. He cheerfully sighed as a river of silky black hair fell across his strong and bare shoulder. Meena was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Her skin was color of chocolate and he had never seen such enchanting eyes before. The was a phenomenal cook, very clever, and her smile made the world around him seem much brighter. Lately her smile was nowhere to be found. ‘Perhaps she was still fearful of The Earl of Phantomhive,’ he thought.
“Dear, why was the door blocked?” Harold asked as he wrapped his muscular arms around his wife smooth lower back. “Oh,” she replied with her arms locked over his shoulders, “I saw a mouse and was frightened.”
“Really?,” he chuckled then placed a kiss upon on her upon neck. “Quite a lot of fuss to make over a mere rodent my dear.” Staring lovingly into her soft eyes he began to stroke the supple plane of her back. The girl buried her head into his the crook of his neck enjoying the tender affection.
“Dearest, I have a proposal,” the exotic woman cooed.
“And what would that be?,” he said in rather excited. Perhaps his darling was up for something a bit more athletic between the sheets now that her ankle was feeling better. The Kama Sutra was a most marvelous book indeed, had she not insisted on him procuring a copy before they left India he would have certainly regretted his lack of good judgement.
The exotic beauty pulled away from his embrace revealing a sly and tempting expression. “Oh, I know that look my dear, you are planning something aren’t you?” his voice dipped into a husky tone.
“The maid, Hannah. I would like her company,” the sultry woman grinned.
Harold’s face turned beet red, he was not expecting his wife to proposition him with a ménage à trois. The man detested the Victorian normalcy of a woman forgoing her own sexual desire for the concept of purity and virtue. It was partly why he couldn’t stand the idea of being wed to a simple English lady. So when he took Meena as his bride his family was shocked. English women were oh so delicate and tame, most were ignorant of the ways of man and woman. Boring without a thought or concept of self and constantly doting upon his affection, but Meena unlike this. She earthy, mysterious, a realist who hid her true intellect. An intellect that would daunt even the most astute of English men. She was someone who could challenge him mentally and yet comfort him emotionally.
Meena continued while her husband’s mind swirled with licentious thoughts. “Hannah is the only maidservant the Earl has for I have seen no other. She must know some secret the Earl keeps.” The imaginative gentlemen blinked when he realized what his wife really meant; to associate with the help for information. “Plus the Earl is said to have dealings with the Queen herself. If I was to befriend her and gain her trust…”
“I see,” Harold remarked with a cunning look up his face, “imagine what we stand to gain if we should have knowledge of the Queen’s doings! You truly are clever a woman Mrs. West.“ He then smothered his lady’s skin with kisses pausing only once to speak. “Very well I will ask the Earl come morning,” that being spoken he then flipped his wife on her back, “but until then I should like nothing more than your company all to myself.”
~*~
The next morning after a discussion of when shipments of Darjeeling white tea were to be sent to his Lordship’s estate, Alois Trancy and Harold West found themselves engaged in formidable game of table tennis in the parlor. The fourth match ended with a tie of ten to ten. The older gentlemen took a relaxed stance and briefly examined his paddle. When he was done he with his inspection he spoke to the young master.
“My gracious Earl I thank you for hospitality and kindness. If I might ask you for a favor. All this busy work over the last week has left me little time to Mrs. West. My wife is quite the social butterfly and she has grown terribly lonely being cooped up in her room with nothing to do. I think it would cheer her spirit to find comfort in the company of another woman. Would it be alright if your maid were to see to my wife’s entertainment until our business is done?”
Alois looked at the man questioningly; he was surprised that anyone would want to find company with his trollop of a maid. Thinking it over for a second he smiled and tossed a small ball in his hand. “My maid is rather dull and slow witted, but I suppose if your wife has need of her companionship then it would be of no harm. Now then how about another match?”
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