of her ass. It was as though he was on the brink of exploding, and was forcing himself to calm down so he could last a little longer.
By the time he filled her with his cum, the parking area was deserted. The other cars had gone, the men disappeared into the night, and it was just the three of us alone.
He came with a sharp hiss of breath and a sudden roar. I saw Alicia clench her fists, and I imagined the muscles of her pussy going into spasms as they clenched and milked at his hard shaft. Then he was spent. The energy went from him as if a switch had been flicked, and he collapsed over the girl’s prone body, gasping and exhausted.
I turned the car’s headlights off and the parking area became impossibly dark. I never saw the man leave. I never heard a sound.
When Alicia climbed back into the car, her pussy leaked warm cum over the upholstery. I smiled and kissed her cheek.
“You passed,” I confirmed. “But when we get home you’re going to have to clean that seat, otherwise Alistair will have a proper fit.”
Friday
It was the final day; Alicia’s final test. I was excited.
I hadn’t been sure until late last night that the test I had imagined would even go ahead.
During the week, unbeknown to Alicia, Alistair had been working frantically behind the scenes, making phone calls, sending emails, and negotiating.
It was only because of Alistair’s skills of persuasion that I would get to see Alicia face her greatest challenge.
It would earn the old manservant a nice little ‘thank you’ bonus from me… and it would be a day we would all remember.
I met Alicia in the kitchen and we ate breakfast together. We chatted about small things. I was in no hurry.
At 10am, Alistair appeared. He fussed around the kitchen making a cup of tea, and cleaned away the breakfast dishes.
“There may be a little noise during the day, madam,” he said. “I have a chap here to fix the wardrobe in one of the upstairs bedrooms.”
I smiled. He was a crafty old fox, my Alistair. So discreet and subtle.
“I see,” I said, picking up my queue “Is he here now?”
“Yes, madam,” Alistair said. “He arrived thirty minutes ago. I had him park his vehicle behind the garages.”
I nodded, and then frowned thoughtfully. “We might go and say hello.”
I led Alicia up the big staircase to the top floor of th e house, pausing in my own bedroom to throw a short denim skirt and a white blouse over my bra and panties. Alistair had dressed Alicia in a short, bright yellow sundress. Set against her brown skin and blonde hair, she looked sexy… but in a sweet, wholesome kind of way.
I took her hand and led her down the corridor. I could hear the sounds of hammering and I led Alicia towards the noise.
I stopped outside the bedroom door, and turned to face Alicia. She had a curious, confused expression. I eased her up against the wall and leaned close to whisper. It probably wasn’t necessary; the noise coming from the bedroom beyond was loud enough to wake the dead.
“You are going to seduce the tradesman in this bedroom, Alicia. That is your challenge for the day.”
Alicia frowned. “Is that all?”
“Yes,” I smiled. “You simply need to convince this man to have sex with you.”
“Um… does he have a deformity or something?”
I chuckled. “I don’t know sweetie! I’ve never even seen the man before.”
“Oh… okay…”
“The bed in this room is massive, and it’s very soft. You will be left completely alone, and you have until 4pm. There are security cameras discreetly placed around the room. Naturally I will be watching throughout the day to see if you pass this test and earn the right to live here for as long as you want.”
“It’s that simple?”
“Sweetie,” I said seriously, “it’s never that simple!”
I grabbed Alicia’s hand and led her into the bedroom. There was a man on a small stepladder. He had his back to us. He was unfastening screws
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