Chapter 36
1225words
As she descended the stairs to the dining table, the host automatically stood up to welcome her. Martha smiled, never had anybody stood for her since she came here. Truly how you dressed and how you comport yourself matters but she had always known that. As she finally came down the last fleet of stairs, Philip kept looking, unable to take his eye off her. They all feel into a comfortable silence in the dining after Martha took her seat. "you look beautiful this morning" the host complimented her "oh thank you very much" the color of her dress was emerald green and it matched with her skin tone and made it pop, it also hugged to all the right curves but modest and simple. She began to eat breakfast completely ignoring Philip for the rest of it.
Martha few hours after breakfast decided that it would be nice for her to go horse riding, this was the one time she could choose to do what she wants before she goes back to the Winston's mansion. Martha with determination walked to the stable in her riding clothes, she was not going back the same way. If she was going to commit an abomination to escape then so be it. Martha reached the stable as her eyes scanned round to pick out the right horse and her eyes settled on the white horse; she remembered the previous day when the horse rode. Something about the horse screamed powerful and strong it was like they shared a connection. She smiled as she opened the segment of the stable it was kept at stroking its majestic long hair. Soon she was out in the field, she did not want any help this time she wanted to do this on her own. After much attempt, she was able to ride the comfortably, the horse jumped up and she maintained her balance with a determined look on her face as she griped tightly to the reigns. Soon the horse walked around in a very slow pace making it comfortable for Martha as she straightened up.
Meanwhile Philip has been gone for a while, he entered the pub going straight to the waiter behind the bar "please I need a drink"
"which do you want" the waiter behind the bar said
"give me your strongest one" as Philip slapped the money on the counter not bothering to take his change. He soon received his drink and gulped down, he just wanted to forget and if the drink would help so be it. Philip could not believe what was happening, how could he feel this way for his own step sister? Life must be cruel and heavens must hate him. How was this going to end up? When he slept at night she was all he dreamt about, was it because he has not been with a woman for so long? Yes, perhaps that was the reason why.
Just as he thought about it he felt a lady's hand moving around his shoulder "hey there handsome" a lady whispered in his ears, "looking for a distraction tonight?" Philip ignored her taking another sip of his drink from his cup. If this had happened some months prior, he would have gotten her hands off his shoulders but for some reason he was tolerating it at his best.
He got up from his chair walking as he instructed the lady "follow me" the lady needed no further invitation as she followed him upstairs to one of the empty rooms. Just looking at him she knew he had a lot of money to spend and she had no wish to stop him this night, besides he was young and handsome compared to the other men she had been with.
She let her dark hair lose as she let her fingers run through his button. Philip drank from his bottle as he sat on the bed loosely, then he set his drink down on the floor roughly as he let her do as she wanted. Imagining it was Mary soon his short was off as she took her time just touching him on his chest, as he closed his eyes, he could feel himself getting hard "oh Mary" he moaned, the lady on top of him raised an eyebrow so this man here is thinking of someone else she said to herself.
She, made no move to correct him if this was what she would have to do to get him so be it. She didn't say a word as she kissed his neck and her hand fumbled through his trousers and he felt himself getting harder and harder and he still did nothing just basking in the moment as she stripped off her gown letting it hang on her waist exposing her breast. She took his hand and placed it on one of her breast as her firm nipples teased him as he squeezed her hard, slight moans filled the room as she could feel his erection bulge from beneath his trousers on her skin. She began to tease him through his clothes.
Philip could feel his emotions going all around and one thing Philip had was good self-control but around Mary he seemed to have none, he allowed his mind to be deceived that it was Mary for the moment. In a few minutes the lady was naked, now that was between her was his erection beneath his trousers.
Just as she was about to pull his trousers down she said "call me Mary all night" her thick accent broke the spell in the room. Philip furrowed his brows as he realized how far this has gone. This was not Mary, swiftly he grabbed her waist putting her at the side of the bed, she looked in surprise realizing her mistake, she shouldn't have spoken but he was grateful that she did.
He quickly reached for his shirt on the floor and reached into his pocket to retrieve an amount of money he did not bother to count and tossed it on the table for her. Without a word he walked out, she did not care to check the amount because she knew it was more than what she made in a week but the only thing she regretted was not being able to go all through with him, For some reason she wanted this particular man badly. A sigh of frustration left her as she let her hand drift in-between her legs to finish what she started.
