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Eloise - Prequel (ff, teen)
by Hadley V. Baxendale (HadleyVBax@aol.com)
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This story is copyright 1994 by Hadley V. Baxendale. The author expressly
grants permission for this story to be redistributed electronically as long
as the text is not altered.
NOTE: "Nora" is a prequel to a previous story I posted here entitled
"Eloise." Several readers asked me to write about Eloise's lover Nora. So
here it is...
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A Prequel to "Eloise"
by Hadley V. Baxendale
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A whisper in the darkness. "Nora? Are you there?"
From the bedroom a young female voice quietly answered. "Yes, Lucy, please
come in. Shut the door. Quickly, now."
Ever so careful not to wake the household, Lucy closed the bedroom door
behind her.
From across the room, fourteen year-old Nora, blond, blue-eyed, sat up in
her bed. It was late. In the darkness of the room she could see Lucy
approach her draped bed.
"Oh Lucy, I'm so happy to see you. Please come to me," Nora whispered.
Approaching Nora's bed, Lucy shed the blanket that had been wrapped around
her. A naked teenaged body was revealed. Nora could make out Lucy's shapely
curves in the darkness. Pulling back the quilt on her bed, Nora reached
out, guiding her young lover to her side.
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At fifteen, Lucy was the youngest servant in the Spencer household. She had
dark brown hair and eyes. Her Italian skin was a lovely olive. Along with
her mother, she worked for Nora's parents.
It was an easy trip up from the first floor servant's quarters to Nora's
bedroom. Ever since the day that Lucy had come to live and work at the
Spencer estate, she had had intimate feelings for young Nora. Nora was
beautiful and intelligent. Quite divine, she thought. How she longed to get
closer to this exquisite female!
As the weeks passed in the Spencer home, Lucy would spend more time with
Nora. They eventually became best friends. Mrs. Spencer would sometimes
admonish Nora for keeping Lucy from her work. But in the evening, after her
chores, Lucy would sit in Nora's room and listen as she read stories to
her. It was a time Lucy looked forward to quite often.
It was a strange friendship. Both girls were from completely different
worlds. Nora came from a wealthy and established New York family.
Well-tutored and properly mannered, she secretly longed for something more
then this upright and stiff upbringing.
Lucy, on the other hand, was the daughter of Italian immigrants. Her father
drove taxis and her mother was a maid. She only saw her father on Sundays
when they had the day off to attend church. Most of Lucy's chores involved
dusting the house, grocery shopping and heating up water for the baths.
Life was comfortable working for the Spencers. Indeed, the family was very
kind to Lucy and her parents.
On one very hot summer afternoon day, when all of the adults were out of
the house, Nora and Lucy became lovers. It began quite innocently, really.
Lucy was giving Nora a bath. As she rubbed Nora's skin with a sponge, her
fingers inadvertently brushed against the other girl's nipples. Suddenly,
Nora splashed Lucy with bathwater soaking the upper half of her maid's
uniform. Lucy splashed back. Both girls erupted in laughter. Just then,
Nora reached out from her bubble bath to caress Lucy's chest. Through
Lucy's wet maids uniform, Nora could feel two large breasts. She patted
them gently with her hand. Lucy closed her eyes. At that moment she felt a
pair of moist soft lips touch her own. The feeling was exquisite.
"Tah, tah. You're all wet, Ms. Lucy!" Nora declared jokingly.
"Yes, I can see that," Lucy answered back.
"You'd better dry off before Mother comes home," Nora said as she toyed
with the buttons on Lucy's blouse.
Lucy proceeded to unbutton her blouse. As she did so, Nora playfully
splashed Lucy with more water.
"Stop it, you rascal!" Lucy said.
Nora laughed.
Lucy's heart beat quickly. This was strange, undressing in Nora's bedroom.
But somehow it made her feel tingly inside. Of course, she had taken the
liberty, at times, when the household was empty, of trying on Nora's
expensive dresses. But this time, Nora was present. As she undid the last
button of her blouse, Lucy pulled it open, exposing a white camisole. From
there she proceeded to unbutton the camisole revealing two large and firm
breasts. Scooping up a handful of bubbles, Nora placed them on Lucy's bare
chest.
"You look ridiculous," Nora said with a smile.
"No thanks to you, my little tyrant!" Lucy exclaimed.
Rising to her feet, Lucy took off her blouse and camisole. Folding them
carefully, she placed them on top of Nora's dresser.
"I'll go downstairs and get some dry clothing Nora."
"Not yet. Come over by me, precious," Nora said gently as she rose in the
bathtub.
As Lucy approached, Nora held out her arms. The two girls embraced. Again,
Nora's lips met Lucy's. They kissed. Suddenly, Nora pulled Lucy into the
tub with her. Whoosh! The bathwater splashed onto the floor. The two girls
erupted in laughter.
"Now look what you've done, Ms. Nora!" Lucy giggled as she splashed water
into Nora's face.
"Let me up... you!" Nora let go of Lucy. Sitting on the edge of the
bathtub, Lucy proceeded to pull off her skirt and drawers. Tossing them
across the room the clothes landed on the floor with a flop. Nora then
helped Lucy pull her shoes and stockings off. Lucy knew what this was
leading to and she was excited. Without hesitation, she clamored back into
the tub with Nora. As Nora rested her head on Lucy's shoulder, the girls
caressed each other with the warm bath water.
"Do you know that boy, Winfield? 'Winnie' I think they call him?" Nora
asked as she played with the water.
"You mean that dreadful young man with the horrid lisp? The one clerking
for your father?" Lucy replied.
"Yes. And I think... he fancies me," Nora said as she burst out laughing.
"My gracious, he is such a dandy. Please Nora, do me the favor. Stay away
from that blockhead!"
"You are quite right, my dear," Nora said as she kissed Lucy's hand.
Just then, Nora felt Lucy's hand slid down her stomach to the place between
her legs. "Oooh, that feels delightful," Nora said.
"I know. I like to touch myself here too," Lucy said softly as she caressed
Nora's womanhood.
After some time, Lucy reminded Nora that they ought to get dressed soon.
Helping Lucy out of the tub, Nora quickly wrapped a towel around her
newfound lover. From behind, she towel-dried Lucy's hair and then gave her
a kiss on the check. Lucy smiled and took Nora's hand. Leading her to the
bed, Lucy pulled back the silky curtains surrounding it.
"Let's rest for a while, my love," Lucy said.
Both of the girls then laid down on Nora's bed. With their arms and legs
entwined, they drifted off to sleep. Outside the bedroom window, birds
chirped in the late afternoon.
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Lucy climbed quickly into bed with Nora. It was the middle of winter. The
warmth of Nora's bed was very welcoming indeed.
Ever since their little episode with the bath, the girls had grown more
willing to explore each other's bodies. On various evenings, Lucy would
sneak upstairs to Nora's bedroom. There the two girls would probe one
another under the sheets. Fingers and tongues exploring. Touching. Licking.
Kissing. This was their special secret.
As the girls rubbed their mounds together, Nora's bed would creak. Lucy
gave a soft whimper. She could feel Nora's wetness drip down her leg. How
wonderful her friend felt. Taking Nora's nipple into her mouth, Lucy let
her tongue circle around its fleshy hardness. Passion abounded in the
bedroom as the girls reached orgasms. Shuttering with mutual delight they
collapsed into each other's warm sweaty arms.
Before the sun came up, Lucy would kiss her sleeping mistress and quietly
sneak back downstairs to the servant's quarters. Putting on her nightgown,
she climbed into her bed. She fell asleep with the scent of Nora on her
skin.