him. Go into a decline or do something so scandalous I will be
banished from the Ton, and go to live in the country and become a happy old
maid."
"Some would say what you're proposing is
scandal enough to be banished," Jane pointed out. "Seducing a man,
asking for all manner of things considered to be wrong, and all before you're betrothed."
"It'll be too late then."
"True.
Sometimes I wonder if I did you a disservice telling everything, well almost
everything, Stephen and I have enjoyed."
Susanna hugged her friend. "Not
at all. Remember I was all for telling your Mama that you had rope marks
on your wrists and couldn't sit on a cushion without wincing. And that was
before you told me how it was to experience the hardness of a man's cock in
your cunt."
Jane colored and sniggered. "True enough. And I
tell you, Susi, it gets better and better. I can only hope if you do persuade
Tony 'tis for you, you enjoy it as much as I. Stephen and I talk, as you know.
And he tells me Tony excels with wax play. Stephen hopes to learn more, to try
it on me."
"Wax play?” That interested Susanna, She'd
meant to quiz Jane about it after Tony had mentioned it was something he'd like
to do to her. "Candles? Tony spoke of this to me,
but didn’t elaborate."
"On his sub's skin. In
patterns."
"I want
that."
"Might it not be an idea to become proficient
at fucking first?"
"Oh I will," Susanna said, and grinned. "Starting tonight. And you're going to help me."
Chapter
Five
"Bloody Dramas. Who in Hades decided
we should like some long-winded implausible epic poem made into an interminable
play? About some idiot who falls for his half-sister, and then lets her die in
the end… Stupid story." Tony grumbled as he stood
behind his companion's chair and waited to seat her.
"Do I take from that you're not a fan of Lord
Byron?" Susanna asked as she settled herself and shook out her silks. He
seated their respective Mamas, who had positioned their chairs several feet
away, and sat down next to Susanna in the box at Drury Lane. As he bent his
head toward Susanna, both mothers looked on in complacent glee.
"Only if I don't have to
listen to his mad ramblings." Tony smiled at her. As ever,
when he let his eyes linger on her milky white skin, his body responded with a rush
of heat. "Though, of course the company makes it all worthwhile."
She gave him a glowering look and he grinned. What
was it about this lady who made him tease? Apart from the fact if his Mama
thought he was interested in her, she'd stop parading all the other hopefuls in
front of him.
"Oh stop it, and watch the stage." Susanna
turned away from him pointedly, and he laughed.
"Beware of annoying your Mama."
"Oh, I do that anyway. Now, shh …It's about to begin."
Tony crossed his legs at the ankles and prepared to
be bored.
"I thought Mr. Keane a fine actor,"
Susanna said an hour or so later. "And The
Bride of Abydos is considered to be one of Lord Byron's greatest epics."
Behind her he heard his Mama wittering on about stage presence, and commanding performances.
"Admit it," Tony said and glanced at
Susanna from under lowered lids. "You yawned. And I swear Mama
snored."
She giggled. "Just a bit. It does go on, I admit. However, now we have a break before the second
half."
He sighed. Sitting next to Susanna, her light floral
scent in the air, and her bosoms pert under the low cut of her dress, his cock
was half erect and willing to go the whole way. Instead he had to make polite
conversation and be aware of their respective Mamas. A knock on the door made
him look up. Saved by
the knock.
"Refreshments," he said as a footman wheeled
a covered trolley inside. "I though we might enjoy them here rather than
in the melee outside."
As soon as the footman left, his Mama stood up.
"How kind, dear boy, but we are going for some air. You stay and entertain
Susanna. It is perfectly convenable, as you are in full view of the rest of the
theatre." The dowagers sailed out
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