Summer Story by Sylver

Beginning of the story:


There was something that she said...it was barely a whisper but his ear begged for understanding. He tried to remember.

The grass swayed over his head. He looked straight up. The clouds seemed to make formations that he might have known.

He pulled a stalk and chewed on it. The sun warmed him and he sensed he was the only person for miles. Just him, the grass, and the blue blue sky. He heard a tractor way in the distance but it was like a dream he had had...somnolent and passing.

He got lost in a reverie....

It was three years after the war ended. The war had changed the world and left it's scars everywhere. After all was said and done there were only maybe twelve major cities that survived. The world had become polluted so much that everyone had to retreat under domes to survive. He was a scholar, or journeyman, who visited cities and did research, focusing on new energy sources to run machinery. Thats why he first came to this town. It was said that a merchant family owned a mine with odd crystals within it. It was his job to broker a deal with the family to study the crystals to see if they could be useful.

Travel was somewhat limited, and with the condition of the world, it took some time to get from one dome to the other. He spent three months traveling from his home city to this one. Upon reaching the city he was to meet with his contact and find a place to stay. That wasn't how it happened though. As he exited the bus he saw his name on a board held by a man, his contact. He made his way to him and was told they were heading from there straight to the merchants estate. He had little time as a suit was pushed into his arms and he was rushed from the station, his bags tossed on a carriage. From there he hastily dressed, splashing water in his face and trying to make himself look presentable.

It was not long before they pulled up in front of the house. Upon entering he was taken to the meeting room. His eyes darted around as he tried to take in his surroundings. A well furnished room with wood that had a dark brown gleaming finish. Bookshelves stuffed with books and a desk with a candle lit the area. The chair behind the desk turned and a elderly lady sat before them, her elbows pressed to the desk as she leaned forward. The light showed her silvery strands. Off in the corner was another younger lady with similar features, perhaps a daughter.?

The elder of the two spoke in a soft but firm voice. "Welcome to my home Mr. Jones I do hope your journey was pleasant."  He broke his gaze from the lady in the corner upon hearing the woman before him speak.

"Yes, well as pleasant as you might have expected M'lady. It is a pleasure to meet you. I do apologize for my attire. I had thought I may have time enough to clean up before our meeting."

"That is alright Mr. Jones. This is my daughter Julie.  She will be taking over the family business in the next few years." She motioned over to the woman in the corner, and his eyes followed her gesture. He felt as if he could stare at her for hours.

He managed to bring himself to look away back to Julie's mother as she continued. "I have read over the proposal that your people sent me, and I find it acceptable, However I do have a few conditions. One, you will room here and work for my house, two you will serve as tutor and companion to my daughter, though I suspect you will have no objections to that..... And all communications go through the house in regards to the crystals."

He of course agreed to these terms as there was little reason not to, and a contract had been drafted and signed that night. It was during this signing that he first heard Julie whisper those words that he could barley hear. He was given that week to situate himself within the house and see to the construction of the research area he would need.

The next week he began his work. Each day he would report to the kitchen and bring the Lady Julie her breakfast. She would wake and dress before morning tutoring. Then after that he'd report to his lab to research the crystals, collecting data. Then there was another tutoring session before dinner. It went like this for the first few months.

Then one day things changed slightly. Madam Susan, Julies mother, decided that it was time to hand the house over to her daughter and move to her vacation house. This did take some by surprise but it seems that everybody agreed it was for the best. He remembered that day well because it was that day he was told of the change in attire he would be expected to wear to attend the new lady of the house. He could only blink when it was brought to his attention. It was part of his contract however that the Lady Julie could make such changes at any time she desired. He found himself moved to the room which was adjoined to Lady Julies and he was given a vest and thong to wear.

That first day he appeared before her wearing the vest and thong, and had added pants. He found just how serious she was about it. She had made him remove the pants while laughing lightly at him. He had grown fond of the Lady up to this point but still felt embarrassed by how he was dressed. He stammered through that mornings session. The following night he reported to the room and stripped down to the clothing he was allowed. He could see her smile lightly and give a soft giggle. This, though still embarrassing, gave him some measure of comfort that it pleased her.

"I'm glad you've accepted the new.....uniform," she said with a giggle and motioned for him to come closer as she sat on a sofa. He was about to sit in a chair when she shook her head. She had placed a cushion on the floor beside the sofa and that was where she pointed.

He blushed slightly, seeing her motion. She was wearing a nightgown that fitted well to her curves and as he approached, kneeling down to settle on the cushion, he heard her voice softly, "I'd like to hear more about your travels to get here tonight," she said as she began to play with his hair. This began to be a ritual, the tutoring in the morning, and then the stories he told her at night. As time passed they grew closer and he enjoyed the feeling of her gaze as he served her in a more intimate manner. She was twenty one and he only three years older than him.

Another few months had passed in his time here and his research was baring fruit. He had managed to make a sustainable power source from the crystals. It would take almost a year before it was fully perfected and ready for a test. During that time the soft petting had turned into slow teases, soft kisses, and joy at seeing her every day. The time they spent together made him want to continue. She had started giving him more instructions, and though confused, he would obey her request. It was simple things such as fetching her things, fixing her food, reading her stories, brushing her hair. She took these times to lightly touch and tease him.

About a month ago though these touches and instructions turned even more intimate. Running fingers over his thong and caressing his ass, whispering into his ear. One night he sat at her feet and she tugged his head back kissing his lips before releasing him. She seen the fire that was in his eyes. It was then that she had told him not to touch. "I don't want you to get any pleasure except what I give you," she said. It was so sudden or perhaps not. He couldn't help but laugh a little but agreed. After all, he was kept so busy with his work and serving her there was no time for anyone else. He didn't mind that at all since he found himself falling for the lovely lady. He wanted to please her and continue to be in her service.

Upon agreeing to this, she began to tease him more. A foot would slide up under him as he tried to keep focus on reading. He felt her foot bouncing and rubbing along his thong and he breathed a bit heavily. Even with the soft touches and small scratches, he never tried to push himself on her though her teasing had continued to make him want. He could feel the desire growing deep within him. One night she had gripped his hair and pulled his face up against her sex. He could smell her through those silk panties. How he wanted her. But she pushed him back and grinned telling him to get a shower.

Perhaps all that teasing she was doing had led him to this day. Today he woke and went to speak with her. She was sitting in the study and smiled as he entered and knelt beside her as normal. He felt her hand through his hair and kissed his lips softly "You'll have today off." she said lightly as she leaned in "and you have to answer my question today. When you return you must tell me." She whispered the question again so lightly it tingled on his ear and he arched my head trying to catch it. But she pulled away and went back to work.

He thought and thought on what she had asked, til finally the words came to him. And he heard her clearly. "Will you be mine?"  He had the answer with out thinking and pushed himself from the ground taking up his pack and went straight away to the house. He found her there sitting with a box at the desk. She was tapping it as if she had been waiting there all day. As he approached she looked up and offered a sweet smile even as he knelt down.

"You're late," she said in a teasing manor.

He looked up, drinking in the image of her when his lips parted and he said, "Yes."