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[ She doesn't need some muscle bound guy. What Alfred's got feels pretty nice to her. She anticipates getting to see it later on in the evening.

A little gasp leaves her lips, reacting to both his thumb against her clit and the words he says. Her heart starts to beat a little faster. ]

I guess you'd better take my panties off then.

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Why? Maybe I want them to get so wet they stick to you like a second skin.

[He purrs softly as his thumb starts to rub her clit in firm circles.]

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[ Midge huffs a little breath of frustration and squirms against him. ]

You're going to do this your way, aren't you?

[ It's not like Midge to relinquish control, but it seems like that's what Alfred wants her to do. Honestly? It's kind of hot. She's so used to telling men what to do that's it's nice to maybe finally get one who knows what to do without having to be told. He found her clit pretty easily after all.

Speaking of, the way he's touching her draws a moan from her, and a gentle rocking of her hips back against his hand. ]

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It's not about my way or yours.

[He reminds her with a quick, sweet kiss.]

It's about making you come as many times as I can, tonight.

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I'd say you're well on your way to the first one...

[ Her eyes flutter closed as she feels her pleasure start to rise steadily. Midge digs a hand in his hair. ]

Oh God... please don't stop.

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I wouldn't dare.

[He says with a smile and keeps the pressure on her clit, rubbing and circling as he kisses down her throat.]

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Alfred...

[ She whispers his name like a prayer as she feels her pleasure peak. Midge inhales sharply and then softly moans out her satisfaction as the waves of her orgasm wash over her. It's an appetizer, a teaser compared to what she's sure he can do if she were naked or if he used his mouth.

Sure enough, her panties are soaked now. ]

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[When he's sure she is hitting her peak he lets up on the pressure on her clit, not wanting to over stimulate her and cause it to slip into irritation and as she moans and sighs he kisses down to the upper swell of her breasts.]

Yes, luv?

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Cheeky...

[ Her voice is breathless, her chest rising and falling as she comes down from her orgasm. Midge's fingers thread through his hair again, tugging at it lightly as he kisses her skin. ]

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Mmmm always.

[He kisses her fluttering chest as his hand moves away from her clit and up to her panty line, hooking a finger into the elastic so he can slide it down and off her.]

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[ Midge lifts her hips so that Alfred can pull her underwear over them, down her legs and off. She tilts his chin up so that she can kiss his mouth properly again, showing her gratitude for his hands and how good he is with them. ]

I like it when a man knows what he's doing.

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And I like a woman who isn't shy about her own pleasure.

[He counters after returning the kiss.]

I've never understood being coy about it, especially not when you birds can have so many.

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Not all women know that they can.

[ She could get into a discussion of why she thinks that is, but now isn’t really the time for philosophical discussion. Midge gathers the material of her nightgown around her hips, giving him an unobstructed view of the lower half of her body. ]

Do you find American women to be more or less bold than English women?

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[He pauses to think about the question for a moment, his hands sliding up her body to caress her breasts as he does so.]

Well it depends on the woman but in general, more so. Must be all that freedom of speech you have over here.

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[ Midge tries to keep up their conversation as normal, despite the fact that he’s cupping her breasts. ]

There’s no freedom of speech in Britain?

We’re bold, but we’re also prude, since we were founded by Puritans. Then again, the Puritans came from your country.

Not my ancestors though.

[ She’s a Russian Jew. No Puritanism to be found here. ]

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Yes and no, like you said the Puritans came from my side of the pond and then you add on top of that years and years of monarchy influence and the strange insistence at always being polite...

[He's rambling as he shifts his body down to kiss her nipples through the silky nightgown.]

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[ Midge moans softly when she feels his mouth on her hard nipples. ]

Well, this doesn’t seem very polite. Not that you should stop doing it.

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I would think that stopping would be the ruder thing to do....

[He counters and goes back to mouthing at her nipples, his hands moving up to help push the straps of her nightgown down.]

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You’re absolutely right.

[ Midge lets him push the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders and push the fabric away. Her breasts are relatively big for her frame, perky and round, with perfect pink nipples that happen to be hardened to stiff peaks at the moment. ]

You sure you’re not feeling too overdressed?

[ He’s wearing a mock turtleneck sweater, which gives her nothing to undo or untie. Instead, she puts a hand on his chest and allows it to drift down to the hem of the sweater. ]

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[Alfred looks up from her breasts, lifting both his eyebrows at her.]

I suppose I could do with losing a layer or two, seems only fair.

[He places a kiss between her breasts and then moves back enough to strip off the tight turtleneck sweater, revealing his bare chest which has pale skin and scars here and there.]

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[ He’s well-built. Midge expects an Englishman to be pale, and the scars make sense based on his line of work. She runs her hand down his bare chest. She has some questions, but those can wait. For all intents and purposes, he’s got her naked in his lap, and whatever he’s planning takes precedence to conversation. ]

Better.

[ Midge guides his head back down to hers so that she can kiss him again. ]

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[He kisses her back, full and deep, before making his way back down to her bare breasts where he gently laps at her pert nipples before sucking one into his mouth.]

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[ She returns the depth of his kiss, sucking gently on his bottom lip until he pulls away to move further down her body. His lips close around one of her nipples and Midge inhales sharply, before exhaling a light moan. His mission seems to be to work her into a frenzy, and Midge cannot, in good faith, try to stop him from doing so. ]

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[Not only is Alfred a gentleman but he is also a man of his word and when he told Midge that he was going to give her as many orgasms as he could tonight he meant it. With that intent in mind and after he has lavished a nice amount of attention on her breasts he begins to slowly kiss his way further south. Sliding his slim body between her legs.]

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[ Midge opens her legs to make room for him as he moves down between them. She lifts the nightgown up and over her head, tossing it on the floor next to her underwear and Alfred’s shirt. Her thighs part, an invitation that he should continue the exploration with his mouth. Her pulse increases and she reaches down to brush back his hair. Midge can’t take her eyes off of him. ]