I ran my hand through my silver hair as I sat in a small chamber in the red keep, locked away from my mother, my wife, my children, my grandfather the hand of anyone who wanted anything from me, just me alone with my wine watching the grass below the keep.
I just need something to take my mind off this shit- the wine was admittedly helping,
I glanced out across the courtyard seeing the various lines of laundry hung around to dry in the wind from the sea, I saw a girl down there.
I had seen her a few times in passing, she knelt on the grass in her lace-up boots, a maid dress with the typical white apron around her, Her hair braided and pinned up around her head, her bottom lip between her teeth, in her hands the sheets as she scrubbed and washed them in the bucket in front of her. Water had soaked her hands and her apron and dress making it cling to her far more than it would normally, and as she was scrubbing these sheets up and down a washboard her breasts slightly bounced or at least shifted as she moved, far more noticeable when usual.
I looked at her for a while just watching her wash and scrub away, biting my lip a little as I watched her,
She looked up and we briefly made eye contact I didn't even bother to look away and try to pretend that I wasn't looking, at her. She saw me, she knew.
She briefly playfully giggled and went back to her work, I continued to watch her and she would often meet my eyes making a point to give me a very wicked look with raised eyebrows but I simply gave her a look back with a sly smile, She rolled her eyes and continued her work almost ignoring me and I had to admit it made me kinda... I guess jealous, it made me want her to look at me, want her to notice me, but I knew she was just teasing me.
She got up to hang the sheet she had been washing on the line standing up and pegging it on the line beside her, She briefly made eye contact and I raised my eyebrow a little questionably she checked around the courtyard doing her best to glance around and check no one would see her. she dried her hands on her dress as she moved away from the sheet on the line, she giggled and made eye contact she grabbed her dress in her hand and lifted the hem of her dress all the way up to her waist exposing her almost knee high lace up black boots, her bare slightly paler skin where her legs never see the sun, her bare knees, her bare thighs, her hips and of course her mound and pussy.
I took in every single inch of her, rather amused by her willingness, She's beautiful, alluring and somehow even with her pussy exposed to me rather mysterious, as she stands there exposed with a wicked and get still innocent smile, fluttering her eyes to only make brief eye contact,
I bit my lip harder taking in every inch of her feeling myself get hard for her forcing me to shift a little where sitting was now uncomfortable thanks to the throbbing erection in my trousers, which she noticed and giggled dropping her dress she took her now empty basket in hand setting it on her hip.
She smiled put her palm to her lips kissed it and blew me the kiss, I smirked and blew her a kiss back before then using my hand to curl my finger to beckon her up to my little room she curtsied and nodded before she headed inside leaving me only to wait and see if she really would come up and keep me company.
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