Adult read. Explicit age play erotic story. From the # 1Erotic Short Story Best Selling Author Jessie Carr. As the eldest of three girls Emily had been aware from an early age that she was To The Manor Born. She has been a good girl her entire life. Her grandmother has been her greatest influence, teaching her not only independence and right from wrong but above all how to be generous, compassionate and to follow her heart no matter the consequences. When her Grandmother dies she is left with the responsibility of her estate and businesses. She travels halfway across the country to take up her new position as the Lady of the manor. As well as the usual upheaval she finds herself embroiled in the politics of the local town, which with her grandmother's steel she handles well or so she thinks. As if life is not complicated enough she finds herself drawn to her handmaid, just this would be enough for her life to be ruined let alone the fact that her new intimate friend is black. Regardless of her grandmother's excellent preparation she is ill prepared for the journey ahead. TASTER: I feel and smell her sweet breath as her face comes right in front of mine then her dark brown lips touch my cheek, it’s the touch of a butterfly wing, she holds for a second and then pulls away. I gulp down air as she stands off the bed, I rub my eyes as if to clean the thoughts in my head. ‘Let's get you undressed and ready for bed Miss.” She says matter of fact. I stand up in front of her not daring to question my own actions, she tells me to turn around and I do, she puts her hands on my shoulders, she slides one hand under my hair and pulls it to the side draping it across my shoulder it hangs down over my right breast. I feel her lips again, this time on the back of my neck, not the delicate touch of before but still quite light, then my spine shivers, her hot wet tongue strokes thickly across my skin I can hardly breathe. Her hands drop to my side and onto my hips, 'tell me to stop' she dares I say nothing, knowing I should tell her to go away, but her touch is like nothing I’ve ever known, it has me frozen to the spot, needing it to last. She stands back and releases me. It's all I can do to stop myself from collapsing.