Weekend at Wilderhope Manor (7 page)

Gasping, Jenny then quickly dipped her head to Stephanie's pussy, returning the
favour.
Stephanie was so wrapped up in Jenny and her pleasure she didn't notice the
clock in the hallway chime midnight. Nor did she realise right away they were being
watched. The barely-there figure in the corner of the room remained mostly unnoticed,
looking like something from a costume party, her hand shoved up her skirt and moving
in a telltale fashion.

Only when they eventually fell apart, dropping onto their backs with exhaustion,
did Stephanie give any thought to the figure she spotted out of the corner of her eye.

She snapped her head in that direction, but now, there was nothing there.
And, in all honesty, as she pulled the heavy duvet over herself and an exhausted
Jenny, she really couldn't care less. Halloween or not, nothing was going to stop her
from making love to her beautiful girl.

They were asleep in seconds and stayed that way until morning.

* * *

The first of November dawned bright and sunny, and Stephanie and Jenny
packed their cases, scrambling around the room checking for stray underwear and sex
toys. The last thing Stephanie wanted was a telephone call from Wilderhope Manor to
collect some rather embarrassing lost property.

As the Fiesta made the return journey down the gravel drive, Jenny twisted in

her seat to look back at the beautiful building. Then, as they rounded the bend, which
rendered the manor out of sight, she faced forward again. Opening her mouth, she
summed up their weekend in four short words. "Well. That was interesting."