Afternoon Delight

details of their encounter. Even if they did tell their friends what they did, it wouldn’t be the same. To experience a pleasure like that with Alexandra was something no man could put into words. There were only a handful of men who knew Alexandra’s naked body. Alexandra didn’t sleep with any man who had interest in her. Alexandra handpicked them herself. When Alexandra wanted something, she got it. Or there were terrible consequences to come with refusing her.

  It never happened so everyone was happy.

  The Williamson Manors’ doors opened to Alexandra, Rose, Lilly and Daisy. While holding their dresses in place they walked into the spacious main lobby in awe at all the polished marble shinning its brightest. They were taken back at how many paintings hung on the wall in different shapes and sizes, but it did not seem too overcrowded. The chandeliers sparkled with the intensity of a thousand diamonds placed under the sun.

  Alexandra couldn’t help but let her jaw drop at the beauty of the place. She knew the beauties of her life and this place was one of them. It took so long to be built and furnished, but Alexandra now knew why. After recovering from her shock she nodded in appreciation.

  Duke Jake Williamson came up behind her at that moment with his wife Duchess Claire Williamson. “Beautiful, isn’t it,” he said.

  Alexandra straightened up and put on her best smile before she turned around. Holding her dress up at one side she bowed to the Duke and Duchess. Rose, Lilly and Daisy all followed suit behind her.

  The Duke and Duchess lived in a much smaller manor previously, but the Duke’s oil company had hit it big and the Williamson Manor was a result of their great compensation gain. They had always been family friends and the Duke and Duchess of Williamson knew Alexandra since she was a baby, but never suspected she was anything less than a polite young woman. Alexandra and Duchess Claire had grown up together. They even took the same etiquette classes that their mothers had forced them into.

  “It is absolutely lovely. I couldn’t have arranged it better myself,” Alexandra managed to say while getting up from her curtsey.

  The Duke was forty-five years old. Twenty years older than his beautiful bride. Duchess Claire was twenty-five. A mere three years older than Alexandra and her friends. She was excited about her new home just as much as they were. “May I show them around, love?” she asked the Duke.

  “Of course, my dear. But be back soon. There are many guests to acknowledge and greet.”

  “As you wish,” she bowed and grabbed Alexandra’s hand and squeezed it, almost running down the hall.

  Alexandra made a head motion for her three minions to join her wherever the Duchess was taking her. The girls had to hike up their dresses and run behind Alexandra to keep up. Their heels echoed the tapping noise on the marble floor.

  The Duchess took them into the massive parlour just behind where they were standing. It was even more spectacular than the room they were just in. It had high walls and windows where you could see for miles. It was breathtaking. No one was there yet. The doors would not open until later on when tea and biscuits were served.

  “I had to bring you in here first. I knew you would love it,” Duchess Claire said as she made a circle in the middle of the room, taking in the sun from the windows.

  “And I do. It is fabulous. I truly am gravely jealous,” Alexandra said as a matter-of-factly. She wasn’t afraid to let Claire know how she felt.

  “Oh, come now! You live in a house just as beautiful as this one. Maybe not as grand,” she winked, “but just as nice.”

  Alexandra ignored the comment since she knew she didn’t live in a house nearly as nice or as grand as this one. Her mother had passed when she was young and her father had enough money to support them. She had enough money to make her happy for three lives. But she didn’t rub it in.

  Rose, Lilly and Daisy stood by the doors with their best posture not saying a word. It was what they did best. They were not there to converse. They were merely there for the show and to speak when spoken to. They knew where they stood.

  “I must show you the guest bedrooms!”

  The Duchess showed them all over the manor. Every part was just as beautiful as the other. She showed them the lavishing master bedroom, the washrooms, the closets. She showed them the cozy guest bedrooms which each had a fireplace with a lit fire burning non-stop. The garden view from the bedrooms was spectacular.

  By the time the Duchess was done showing them around, it was tea time. The doors were about to open.

  “Oh no! I think I took up too much of your time. I have to get back now! I have guests to greet. Ta!” Claire said as she ran off to the side of the Duke and planting a kiss on his cheek to distract him from how long she had actually been gone.

  The main lobby was packed with people.

  The doors to the parlous opened. People poured in.

  “Ladies, let the fun begin.”

  Tea time couldn’t be fun without a little mischievous game to go along with. Alexandra didn’t plan on playing any pranks on anyone today though. She planned on finding a lover for the night. She was getting tired and lonely of hearing stories of the twins’ escapades and wanted another lover to add to her short list. It was her minions’ duties to find her the perfect man. He had to be one that she had not seen before and hadn’t slept with either. Of course they had to be discreet about it as well. With so many people watching, they had to be on their best behaviours.

  Rose, Lilly and Daisy all roamed around, talking to family members and guests. Alexandra sat on one of the lavish chairs and drank her tea with one of the older ladies. She knew that the older ladies loved to talk and didn’t care if the other person was listening, as long as they were in the same presence. Alexandra nodded every few seconds with each sip of her tea she took, while at the same time she scanned the crowd for her next partner.

  It was getting late and her minions returned with news that they had not found anyone. Alexandra wasn’t mad because she hadn’t seen anyone either.

  They were about to leave but at that moment there was a latecomer. A man in the blackest and fresh pressed suit Alexandra had ever seen. On his arm he had a fine female companion but that had never stopped Alexandra before from getting what she wanted.

  The minions saw the exact thing that Alexandra had seen and got to work immediately. They didn’t even have to wait for their orders. They knew Alexandra that well by now and did what they knew she wanted done.

  They put on their fake excitement for new bait. They ran over to the new mistress and pulled her away from the man. They giggled as they did this to make it not suspicious. The three of them made comments as they picked at every aspect of the new girl:

  “What is your name?”

  “Where are you from?”

  “We have not seen you here before.”

  “I love your dress.”

  “I love your hair.”

  “Your jewellery is beautiful.”

  “How do you get your hair so shinny?”

  “How do you get your skin so smooth?”

  “Are you staying in town for long?”

  The girls had enough questions to last hours, and that is what they planned on doing for as long as it took.

  After the Duke and Duchess were done greeting the new man, Alexandra made her way nonchalantly in his direction. She was about to walk past him but fake tripped and made the new man grab her from falling. She feigned a hurt ankle and made him take her to a room that she only knew was there because of the tour. She knew it was there and she also knew it would be empty. He walked her there, looking back to his fiancé, making sure she was alright. He smiled at the fact she was easily making friends. He brought Alexandra to sit on a chair and took a look at her ankle.

  “It looks fine to me.”

  “I just twisted it funny. I am sure it will be alright soon. I am a strong woman. I just need to walk it off,” Alexandra sad with a bat of her eyelashes.

  “Well then, I will let you be,” he said as
he stood up from crouching on the ground.

  Alexandra stood up. “My name is Alexandra. It is a pleasure to meet you,” she stuck out her hand for him.

  The man dropped his head and covered his eyes in embarrassment. “Sorry, where are my manners? My name is Tristan. The pleasure is all mine,” he grabbed her gloved hand and kissed it.

  Alexandra smiled. He will be mine.

  “I have never seen you in town before. You just move, or visiting?” Alexandra said, fanning herself.

  “I am just visiting a cousin. I brought my fiancé with me. You should meet her.”

  Visiting? Perfect. No ties. Fiancé? That is fine. I can make him forget her in five minutes.

  Alexandra kept fanning herself.

  “Are you alright?” Tristan asked with true concern.

  “Yes. I am sure I will be fine. It is just a little bit hot in here. Would you mind walking me to my bedroom? I think I need to lie down for a bit.”

  “I would be glad to. Let me just tell my fiancé where I am going and I will be right back to take you.”

  Before he could turn around, Alexandra grabbed his hand and said with a sad voice, “I am afraid I will faint if you leave. Please help me. It will only take two minutes to help me up the stairs.”

  He hesitated a moment and reluctantly nodded his head in agreement. He gave in, just like Alexandra knew he would.

  Alexandra made him bring her to one of the guest bedrooms that she knew no one would enter. He walked her over to the bed and she sat down on the foot of it, not