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against a chair, her jodhpurs and hacking jacket lay in a heap in a corner of the room and a trail of underwear led from the burgundy coloured damask curtains at the head of her bed to the adjoining bathroom.
    Tania however was looking immaculate. Crispian’s heart started to pound loudly in his ears as he took in the sight of her. She was clad from head to toe in an olive-green figure-hugging bodysuit that totally covered her legs and trunk but left bare her arms and an inviting semicircle of creamy white flesh at the base of her neck. Matching three-quarters length silk gloves and very high-heeled shoes completed the outfit, while her auburn hair had been gelled and teased into exciting disarray.
    She was lying across her bed, her full lips pouting provocatively, and he started to unbutton his check shirt. ‘Leave it,’ she said sharply. ‘I’m in charge today.’
    Crispian swallowed hard and swept his long fair hair back off his forehead. When she behaved like this he always had an overwhelming urge to take her by force, and sometimes he did, but looking at her almost cat-like eyes he knew today it would be best to do as she said.
    She slid off her bed and walked over to him, standing on tiptoe so that she could reach his top button. His breath quickened at the brush of her gloved hands against his chin as she struggled to unfasten the button; he stared down at her.
    Tania moistened her lips with her tongue and slowly unfastened all his buttons. To his surprise she didn’t remove the shirt but instead walked round behind him and pressed her silk-clad body against him, letting her hands wander round until the silk gloves reached his bare midriff. She pressed down lightly with her fingertips and he sighed softly.
    For several minutes she let her fingers move up and down his chest and he thought he’d go out of his mind if she didn’t do something more. She moved round to the front of him and unfastened his brushed cord trousers. Easing them over his hips she drew them down until they reached the floor and then stood up again.
    She stared into his eyes and he saw the gleam of sexual arousal flickering deep in their depths. Slowly her arms reached up and she pressed on his shoulders until he at last gave in to her and sank slowly to the floor. Once he was prone at her feet she removed his shoes and socks and then finally his cords. ‘Bend your knees up,’ she whispered.
    Again he obeyed, his excitement now so great that his erection was straining against the waistband of his boxer shorts. Tania stepped carefully over him, then lowered herself onto his body and leant back against his legs. The caress of her bodysuit against the naked patches of his skin was all the more arousing for being intermittent, and Crispian reached up to grab her by the waist.
    ‘Don’t touch me!’ snapped Tania. ‘If you do I shall stop.’
    Crispian muffled a curse and felt the points of her high heels touch the cheeks of his bottom through his boxer shorts. At this reminder of her absolute control his penis swelled yet more and he thrust upwards against her body.
    With a tiny laugh Tania turned herself around so that he could no longer see her face, and her gloved hands lifted the constricting waistband so that his engorged glans was at last free. For several seconds she let her gloved fingers tease it, watching with interest as clear fluid filled the tiny slit in the top and began to seep over the purple head and down the sides.
    ‘What an eager boy,’ she murmured, then she bent her head and flicked her tongue delicately at the fluid, until it was all gone.
    Crispian felt a tightness in his testicles and the end of his penis started to tingle. He ran his hands over Tania’s small, firm buttocks and let them stray against the material that covered the cleft there.
    At once Tania stood up. ‘I said, don’t touch me!’ she reminded him. ‘Now you’ve spoilt it. You’ll have to wait until tonight.’
    To his amazement she started