French Epic (by Ailsa Craig)

  

SCENE  

At the corporate Headquarters of Superior Designs the chief executive is in the final 
stages of singing up a contract to restore a chateau in the south of France.  His head of 
interior design, Julia is running through the final project plan. All seem impressed 
with her planning, and the customer, the Count von Rodetski, compliments her on 
the attention to detail. A date is set for the contract to begin, in one months time. 



THE CHATEAU de RODETSKI

The team to work on the chateau consisted of Julia and her two project managers 
Laurette and Anton. It had been decided to hire local labour to do the actual work.
The Count let them have the use of the domestic quarters during their stay, the total 
job had been planned to last 6 weeks.
The journey down through France had been fairly uneventful. While Anton had been 
driving Julia and Laurette had been going over a few details of the project. 
The Count was at the chateau to met them. It was certainly impressive and set in three 
hundred acres with its own vineyard. The main part of the restoration would be the 
redecorating of the ballroom and adjoining dining area. The rest of the work was 
outside the scope of Superior Designs work. After a quick tour of the work area the 
Count left them to settle in and invited them to dine later that evening. 
As the domestic staff were not in residence the Count said he would be doing the 
cooking for them. Julia offered to help and the offer was gladly taken up by the 
Count. The three rooms for them were in the upper part of the chateau, all were quite 
small but adequate, the only thing that nagged Anton was having to share a bathroom 
with the others. Leaving the others to settle in Julia decided to get changed and head 
off down to the kitchens. Slipping on her jeans and T-shirt she tried to find the 
kitchen area. After a bit of a search she came across the Count in a large flag stone 
area with all anyone would ever need to cook a banquet. The meal was to be fairly 
simple, just a good soup followed by a pasta dish. As they both prepared the meal 
they were chatting about the project. It suddenly came to Julia that she did not now 
the counts first name as she had always been formal during the discussions on the 
task. The Count said just call me Rod. They chatted away as the meal was sorted out, 
Julia still had at the back of her mind that he was the customer. Julia had become 
aware that the Count tended to brush lightly against her when they near each other, 
she did not mind as she found the count quite attractive. With the meal cooking away 
the Count said he was going off to change for dinner, Julia went back up to her room 
to do likewise. 
	A she entered her room she could hear Anton and Laurette talking next door. 
Julia thought semi formal would be best for dinner. She went next door to tell the 
others dinner would be ready in half an hour. Without knocking she opened Anton’s 
door, before her was Laurette on her knees, her upper body resting on the bed with 
Anton behind her. 
They were so occupied that they were unaware of her presence as she stared at the 
erect penis being thrust into Laurette. Closing the door quietly she went back to her 
own room. 
The sight she had just witnessed brought a flush to her body that spread all 
over. Sitting naked on her bed before dressing, she almost subconsciously began to 
stroke between her legs, her fingers becoming damp with her desire.  Laying back on 
the bed she started to delve deeper into herself, while listening to Laurette cry out for 
Anton to fill her with cum. With great self control Julia stopped what she was doing 
and began to get dressed, there was a silence from next door, one party filled and one 
drained she thought to herself. 
Her desire to have her pussy filled by someone, at that moment she did not 
care by whom or with what, influenced her choice of clothes. Stockings were always 
worn she just had to decide on which ones, Julia never wore underwear, only a dress 
to choose.  There were only two dresses she considered short enough, she had already 
set her mind on a short dress. The choice was the deep blood red strapless, or the jade 
green high neck, both would expose her firm thighs and any thing else she wished.
Quickly she put on the red dress. Siting on the bed she rolled on her black silk 
stockings, the feel of the silk on her legs turned her on., she finished off with her 
matching red stilettos. 
As she stood before the mirror and smoothed her dress over thighs she decided to 
lengthen her suspenders so that the dark tops of her stockings could bee seen. 
Feeling hot and horny she set of for dinner. Anton and Laurette were already seated 
when she arrived, a slight flush was on Laurette’s face. Julia had just sat down when 
the Count came in with the meal.  There was the usual chit chat during the meal, 
which was of a high standard. The Count suggested they move into the drawing room 
for a drink, to which they all agreed. There was a great log fire ablaze, which created 
a sense of relaxation and warmth in the room. Julia and Laurette sat next to each 
other while the men poured the finest of French brandy for them. Both the Count and 
Anton had been seen by Julia staring at her legs, to which she had respond by inching 
her dress up slightly as she sat down. The glow of the brandy spread over her and any 
feeling of being professional in front of the client was rapidly disappearing. 
As the Count approached her to refill her brandy she leaned forward to offer her glass, 
ensuring he had a good view of her breasts swing freely beneath her dress, the nipples 
erect, as they had been for some time. The count seemed to take a long time filling 
her glass. Julia could sense that he was more than just interested, she was going to 
get shafted after all. Something was needed to break the ice. This was provided by the 
slightly drunk Laurette.  She walked right up to Anton and grabbed him by his crotch 
and proceeded to unzip him. Taking him in her mouth she produced an erection which 
she then released from her mouth and began to stroke slowly up and down. Anton’s 
erection gleamed in the firelight from Laurette’s saliva still coated all over it. The 
Count was entranced by the sight of Laurette stroking Anton’s rod and did not notice 
that Julia had slipped out of her dress. Laurette released Anton from her grasp and 
they both undressed, clothes landing in a mess on the floor. As the Count turned 
round he saw Julia standing before him dressed only her black stockings and red 
stiletto’s. She was standing with her feet apart, one hand on her hip, the other 
stroking her wet throbbing slit, well, are you going to do anything about this or not 
she said. 
The Counts suit seemed to disappear and he knelt before her. 
 Grabbing his head Julia thrust herself onto his face, feeling his tongue probe the 
insides of a now throbbing pussy.
 The count began to lick at her fully exposed clit and the sensation sent a tingling up 
and down Julia’s spine. Pushing him down onto the floor Julia pulled her lips apart 
and impaled herself on the rampant cock beneath her.  Grasping her breasts tightly 
she began to rotate and grind herself on the counts hot cock. As she rose and plunged 
on the Count she was in a world of ecstasy. Laurette and Anton came across to where 
Julia and the Count were performing. Laurette proceeded to sit on the Counts face, 
while Anton stood next to all three. Julia reached out and pulled Anton’s cock into 
her mouth as she rode up and down on the rod within her.  Julia could feel Laurette’s 
face next to hers as Laurette licked at Anton’s heavy balls. As Anton let out a moan 
Julia felt his cock fill her waiting mouth with cum, some of it flowing down her chin 
and onto her breasts. Feeling herself approach her own orgasm she ground hard down 
onto the Count beneath her. As her body shook with her own coming she had to lean 
on Laurette for support. It was all to much for the count and Julia felt him spray her 
insides with his hot sperm. As she released the Count from her pussy she watched 
herself flow all over him.