Mrs Hughes gently took hold of his hand encircling it in hers, affectionately she toyed with his fingers fondly almost asking for permission, for control, in one placid and trusting motion she boldly guided his hand upon her breast.
'Touch me' she whispered softly.
Mr Carson searching her face in adoration, even though they had gone so far tonight he still was careful, he didnt want to take his beloved out of her comfort zone, gently assuring her he stated sweetly;
'Mrs Hughes we don't have to...'
Mrs Hughes cut him off briskly before he could finish his sentence by placing a tender finger upon his lips;
'Oh but we do' she replied in a much deeper sensual tone.
And they did need each other tonight, have needed each other for many years, they both new this, Elsie was not going to let this opportunity go, not when it felt so right.
Mr Carson looked at her slightly worried always the Gentleman;
'But you don't understand… I wouldn't like to take advantage…'
Mrs Hughes raised her eyebrow provocatively;
'Wouldn't you?'
Mr Carson smirked back at her knowingly.
'Well maybe just a little…'
She knew him better than he thought she did, read like a book.
He smiled back at her in outrageous sexual tension.
'But you see I wouldn't like to, how should I put this…lead you astray'
Her lips opened ever so slightly;
He was flirting back at her just as hard, playing her at her own game;
Mrs Hughes, having none of this pushed herself closer towards him more boldly than ever before, with her lips barely touching his ear and with a forwardness boiling inside her she responded matching his commendable statement;
'And what if I wanted you to…how should I put this, lead me astray' she sighed as she circled her finger upon his shoulder, mimicking his last sentence in shocking valance.
The tension was electric. Even Elsie was surprising herself with how confident she was.
Mr Carson swallowed in anticipation, but with clear clarity continued;
'Then as any obedient Butler, I would simply have to oblige Mrs Hughes, I am here for your every wish, your every want and desire.'
Mrs Hughes legs became weak at his sensual words, the utter daring, she licked her lips at the sheer thought of what was ahead. They were both being so naughty.
She knew she wasn't only doing this for herself, seeing the longing in his face, the hunger, the want for her only made her want to please him even more, it was giving her the strength she needed to carry on.
She took his hand once more in hers and brought it gently up to her mouth, kissing every finger slowly and placidly as if it were a new born babies head, treasuring every moment, she closed her eyes in pleasure of him, savouring every sensation, every smell, every taste, she wanted these hands upon her, these protective and wanton hands, unable to control herself any longer she whispered in a much more serious and hushed tone.
'Undress me Mr Carson.'
Mr Carson, slightly shocked but hypnotised by for her gentle Scottish tones kissed the top of her head gently in response, unable to restrain any more he gradually pulled her in for a deep and passionate kiss, deeper than ever before.
Mrs Hughes drew into him in desperate need.
After some time breathlessly she pulled back slightly from the heavy embrace, smiling up at him passion exploding from her every bone, she uncharacteristically bit his bottom lip and gave him a mischievous grin.
A small moment of silence followed as she closed her eyes and whispered poignantly;
'Be with me tonight.'
Mr Carson drew her in avidly once more as they gave into their deepest desires.
'Mrs Hughes what on earth have you done to me, you wicked woman.'
And that guys is where I am leaving it, they deserve their privacy now ;-p
