Serving at Her Pleasure (BBW MMF bisex menage Downton Abbey erotica)

Angeline has reached a difficult time in her life: she's bored with being Lady Shottsford, her young son is off at boarding school, and her husband barely acknowledges her. A far cry from the delights of her first married days! Has she become too complacent? Too old? Too fat?

Having taken to lonely walks around the Shottsford Manor estate, Angeline comes across a strange and compelling sight: two of the house's servants--both male!--engaged in some definitely illicit activities. Angeline is strangely aroused at the sight of them, too.

She takes advantage of her position, and of the two men; having finished them both off, she feels a growing desire for more. First she arranges another meeting with the two. Next, she demands they find her more toys to play with, and they comply, bringing along the young and virile son of the gamekeeper.

But as Angeline’s sexual desires grow, her husband begins to sense something is different about her. And just as she sets up the most daring encounter of all, her husband decides he wants to see more of her too...

Note: This erotic novella includes all four parts of the Serving At Her Pleasure series, and is filled with explicit descriptions of sex and debauchery. It is intended for 18+ audiences only.

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Excerpt:

Angeline carefully approached the clearing, the end of the path clearly silhouetted against the bright light of the clearing. Barely able to draw breath, she finally reached the opening, and looked to see the source of the noise.

It was not a man, or not just one man; it was two. One, with blond hair, a taut and lean body, his muscles brightly lit by the afternoon sun, was standing; the other, larger, swarthier and dark-haired, with broad, powerful shoulders, was on his knees before him. Both were quite naked; Angeline vaguely noted two piles of clothing strewn on either side of the two. And the fairer of the two had his cock deep within the other's mouth.

The leaner man was the source of the sounds she'd heard before, as well. He had quieted a little since Angeline began watching, although he showed no sign of spying her there, and indeed she was still shrouded in the path's shadows. But he had begun to stroke the other man's hair, speaking slowly and quietly. "That's marvellous," he remarked, just loudly enough that Angeline could hear him. She covered her mouth with her hand in time to catch herself from laughing; he sounded like he was regarding some well-executed painting, rather than -- this.

He rocked his narrow but muscular hips back and forth, and the sight of his member entering and then withdrawing from the other's mouth entranced her utterly. It had occurred to her to try this with her husband, back when they were first married, but he had shown no sign of wanting it, and she was unsure of how he might react; after he had put a child inside her, she was almost never in a position to try it out.

She wished now that she had had the opportunity; the thought of the velvety skin of a man's organ pressing between her lips and running against her tongue was only too wonderful, now that she had an opportunity to witness it.

And this was two gentlemen, at that, not a man and a lady. Surely that increased the frisson of pleasure she felt now, the warmth that had begun between her thighs and was now spreading deliciously through her body.

The frequency with which the blond man's piston stroked in and out of the other was increasing steadily, and the pleasure and desire between them seemed to fill the air. Angeline wanted to touch herself in that forbidden, wanton way she used to do, but how could she do so with all of her skirts and petticoats in the way? Oh, to be as naked as these two...