Chapter 27

Ailene called Muriol and asked her to set Isobel up in a spare bedroom. "Do you have any clothes, any night clothes at all with you?" Ailene asked Isobel.

"No. He didn't allow me to take anything but the clothes on my back," Isobel tearfully said. "I think he would have sent me out naked if Frang didn't shame him into letting me take these."

"Muriol, take her up to my room and let her take a selection of older things to wear. They may be a little large for her, but we can assign some maids to make alterations tomorrow until she gets her own things."

"Aye, Lady Cameron. It will be done as you say," Muriol said.

Isobel grabbed Ailene and hugged her fiercely, surprising Ailene with the intensity of it.

"I don't know how I will ever thank you," Isobel said, still crying.

"Don't worry, lass. We women have to stick together," Ailene said.

While the two ladies were talking, so were the three brothers.

"What are you going to do with Isobel, Frang?" Thorburn asked.

"I don't know. Just wanted to get her out of there. She's a cute thing, but kind of timid, really. Jumps at the smallest sound. I raised my hand to attract your attention when I saw you leave the widow Mackintosh's house and she cringed. She thought I was going to strike her. Ailene will tell us what to do," Frang replied.

"Speaking of Ailene, Stuart. Is there a possibility that you could let her stay for a little while after we're all done?" Thorburn said. "Lady Mackintosh was rather bold in her pursuit of me and got me a wee bit aroused. I could use some relief."

Stuart laughed. "I thought you liked being the hunter and not the hunted?"

"Aye," Thorburn said. "Didn't mean I was immune to her charms."

"What's the Lady Mackintosh like then?" Frang asked. "I heard a lot about her at the card game."

"Pretty," said Stuart. "Brazen," said Thorburn. "Hungry," they both said together, laughing.

"Hungry?" asked Frang.

"Well," said Stuart. "I think she's looking for a new husband, and our Thorburn," he patted his arm, "looks good enough to eat."

"Aye, that's what I felt like, a big chunk of meat on a starving man's plate," Thorburn said. "She was pretty bold, dressed up in finery that put all her assets out there, not hiding much. She made a point of brushing against me frequently, bending down to show me almost all of her breasts. They were a sight to see. Nice and soft; big stiff nipples she had. It's almost as though she wanted me to fuck her right there. Might have taken her up on it if the lad and his wife wasn't there. If I visit her alone sometime, I may take her up on her unspoken offer."

"I'll ask Ailene if she can stay awhile," Stuart said.

Frang hit Thorburn in the arm. "Lucky man," he said.

Just then, Ailene called Muriol and arranged for her to set up a room for Isobel.

"I guess that answers the question of what we're going to do with Isobel," said Stuart. "It appears she'll be staying here for the time being."

"Aye. Having another lass about won't be too bad," Frang said.

*****

After the hubbub was over and all but Stuart, Thorburn and Ailene were gone, Stuart walked up to Ailene and whispered, "Thorburn was wondering if you and he could stay down here for a little while? He's feeling over stimulated from the tea this afternoon. Lady Mackintosh left him in a bit of a state."

Ailene glanced at Thorburn, sitting there awaiting her decision, arms resting over his knees, a wee bit of a tent at the front of his kilt.

She looked at Stuart and asked, "Is this what you want?"

"I'll be waiting upstairs for you when you're done." He turned and left.

Ailene stuck out her arm and Thorburn got up and took it.

"Not in the kitchen," Ailene said. "It's too open. Let's go in the pantry."

They went in and closed the door. There was no bar to the door and Ailene asked that he make it quick, as she didn't want anyone coming down and discovering them. Thorburn almost ripped off his kilt, his cock standing at attention, as thick and sturdy as always.

"Will we be needing any butter this time? Or maybe jam?" Ailene asked.

"I don't think it will take that long, Lady Cameron. I've been a wee bit excited for some time now."

With that he picked her up and turned her upside down. She gave a quick whoop with the suddenness of the move, quickly squelching herself not to give themselves away, her skirts falling down to the bottom of her stays, baring her legs and sex to his hungry gaze.

"Odin's spear! I'm hungry for this," as his lips and tongue attacked her slit.

Aside from her initial start at the surprising speed of his attack, she was unafraid that he would drop her. She felt as secure in his arms as she would standing on the floor. Her legs were kind of waving around with no place to go, so she locked them about his head and neck, his beard tickling her thighs and chafing her sex as he nuzzled against her moist folds, already starting to leak her fluids. She was kept in such a state of sexual stimulation most of the time, it didn't take long for her to start leaking with any type of motivation and Thorburn licking and sucking her labial lips and clitoris was more than sufficient stimulation. She gathered that she was supposed to do something with his imposing stalk wagging about, poking at her head. She opened her mouth and captured the beast as it passed by, before it stabbed her in the eye again. She felt him start to raise and lower her on his ardent prick, all the while, keeping his attention on the liquid honey flowing from between her legs.

It took but a few moments, but soon his prick was tickling the back of her throat and she opened her throat to his huge tool. This was made much easier with the excitement he was creating in her, both from his skilled attack on her sex and the blood rushing to her head from being held upside down. He was right, this would not take long, at least on her part, as her breathing rapidly increased and her breasts and cunt flushed with blood. His tongue was driving her mad and the little bites and nips he made on her little nub were sending sparks pinwheeling throughout her body. Just when she felt her dam burst from the pleasure and her orgasm overtook her, she felt Thorburn's cock swell in her mouth and great gouts of his white cream painted her tongue and throat with liquid heat. As she was inverted, and gravity was against all her attempts to swallow, rivulets of his cum dripped from her mouth, over his still spurting cock and down to the floor. Unfortunately, some also ran down her face and into her hair.

Her own cream was eagerly lapped up by his busy tongue, keeping her orgasmic spasms from settling quickly, tiny tremors continuing to infuse her body well after it's momentous onset. When Thorburn felt his organ begin to shrink and fall from her still sucking mouth and her own pulsations stilled, he slowly set her upright.

"Sorry, but that was building up awhile," Thorburn nervously grinned. "I just didn't want to take the time to get you undressed. This seemed the most expedient way to handle things."

"It was a bit sudden," she said. "You certainly know how to show a lass a good time, and maybe a new trick or two, but I don't think this is one I plan to share with anyone anytime soon."