Lady Dorset (revisited 4)

   ''Dear Camilla
          After the way I acted towards you i thought I should stay in Africa forever but I miss you so much, I love you so much, I decided to come back.   I am ashamed that I have not written to you ever since my quick departure.   I hope that you will accept me again in your heart and in your home.  For the moment I am staying at my good friends, Lord Jason and Lady Ashley Blair's residence in London.  You might remember them from that symposium at the  Scientific Society a few years ago.  I will stay here as their guest until return mail, hoping that it will bring a positive answer from you. If the answer is negative, then I  shall  disappear from your life forever.
                 Your loving husband, Paul''.
     Lady Dorset was shocked.  She had lived in peace and tranquility, lived the life of a widow with the  sole company of her lover Amanda.  A decision would have to imply her.  As she put the letter on the table  next to her,  Amanda walked in the library.
   ''You look trobled, dear''
    '' I am.  Paul is alive and well and wants to come back.  If we both agree''
   Amanda, non-plussed, picked up the letter,  read it and paused.
     ''What do you think?''
     ''Well, it would be nice to have a man around the house.  People are starting to talk.  True, there was the brief courship from Lord Harrington, but since then.....we don't need the police to  start nosing  around''.
      ''You are right.  I shall write to him immediately.

    It was two weeks later, after a long , difficult and always dangerous  journey across the countryside, always  aware of the possibility of getting robbed by bandits of all sorts that Lord Dorset made that final stretch from Bath.
    Servants took his luggages and his first and only kiss was for lady Dorset.  As for Amanda, just as they entered the hall and rounded the corner, he drew her close and gently squeezed a breast.
    ''I missed you a lot, darling''
     ''Me too, dear'',
     After going upstairs to refresh himself and change his clothes, he and his wife met for a good repast during which she wanted to know about his travels in Africa.
      ''I was able to get on a ship going to South Africa, but I got sick on board and the captain deciced it was best to leave me behind in Casablanca.  I was then placed in the care of a wonderful Berber family.  Lovely people and I was quite lucky.  As for you, what happened of note while I was gone?''
     She told him of the dreadful events with Lord Harrington but she did not mention that he'd been looking to court her, adding  also that his son had decided to come back.
     They finished their meal, enjoyed a quiet time in the library, reminiscing over good times and later went up to their respective rooms.  But not for long.
     He came to her, held he close, kissed her throat, was made welcome to her bed where he feasted on her  superb breasts, slowly kissing, nibbling, caressing, down to her belly, totally immersed in his toughts, thoughts of the equally gorgeous Lady Blair, who he always spent time with when visiting London. He did not hear Amada as she walked in, disrobed, approached them and fed lady Dorset a nipple.
   They had a terrific reunion indeed, all was back in order.....for the time being.