A Strange Relationship

Joan Smith was a very independant woman who lived by herself in a small cottage, with a large garden, in an English village. Joan had seen life and was now in her midfifties, she had been married twice and had 3 grown up children who had settled down into their own lifestyles. She no longer had to work and was quite happy on her income, which was moderate but sufficient . She was well respected in the village and had a few firm friends, and enough hobbies to fill her time and make life worth living. Infact it could be said that she was quite happy and rolled along enjoying life, not expecting too much, but satisfied with her lot in general.

Joan had no man troubles as she knew how to handle the male species by long experience. Not that she disliked men, infact she enjoyed male company, but she was always pleased to call her home her own.
This happy state had gone on now for 5yrs when a slight problem arose to which this tale relates.
A youngman called Alan who worked in the village became very friendly with Joan through his mother Mrs Lambert, who worked in the post office .

'My Alan will do that for you Joan, he won't mind at all he can come up after he finishes at 5. Alan duly called and moved two heavy barrels of earth in the back garden. " Its most kind of you do come inside and have a drink and let me pay you for your trouble, ' said Joan .'Its no trouble Maam I'm always willing to do any small jobs you need doing,' he looked briefly at her then down at the ground. Before he stepped inside he removed his shoes and sheepishly followed Joan into the sittingroom .Alan was a tall dark slim but well built lad of 19, he spoke in soft tones and seemed rather shy.

"Well what do I owe you youngman ?' she smillingly asked the lad as he sipped his tea. " I would not dream of taking anything from a lady like yourself , only too glad to help infact,' he resumed his tea .
This was the start of a string of events involving the boy which eventually led to some uneasy thoughts in Joans mind. The lad seemed to turn up whenever he had the oppotunity and he offered to do all sorts of odd jobs. At first Joan was pleased, but soon it became obvious that he was a strange boy who seemed to like being around her . This puzzled Joan and she thought that maybe he had a crush on her, being well aware that young lads often did get such crushes . He was always over polite often calling her Maam and he rarely looked her. She resoved to have a quiet little chat with his mum to see if she could throw any light on the matter .

" Oh thats typical of Alan ,' said Mrs Lambert" He just helps everyone ."
'He takes poor old Mrs Kennedy out in her wheelchair every weekend when its fine ."
" Has he not got a girl-friend?" said Joan
" Lord bless you no he says he will stay and look after me when I'm old ." and she roared with laughter .
At the end of the week Joan recieved a handwritten note popped in the door which read as follows:

Dear Mrs Smith ,
I will be on holiday next week and hence available to do any jobs you may require in the daytime. I will be happy to oblige you in any way possible and can turn my hand to most things. Please do not hesitate to ask, whatever you require; nothing is too much. I will call on you on monday to see what you may want doing at about 10am .
yours sincerely Alan Lambert

This letter convinced Joan the boy had a serious crush on her, and she decided to approach him discreetly and see if this was the case. He was a strange lad and she could not make him out completely so she would have a chat and see what exactly he was upto, if anything.
She duly invited him in for a coffee and sat down to chat ." Its very nice of you to offer such help but I feel I would be taking advantage of your good will especially as you won't accept any payment.' Thats ok Maam I'm only to glad to be of service I will try not to be any trouble if you wish to go out or anything.' The youngman flushed slightly and looked down at the carpet he was obviously nervous and wanted to make a good impression. "I want to be frank with you Alan tell me the truth do you find me attractive ?' Alan blushed to the roots of his hair and stammered 'Yes but please don't get the wrong idea Maam I do know that you are much older than me and I would not dream of making any advances on you Im sorry please forgive me. '

'Now listen Alan you and I can have a little chat between ourselves and no one else will ever get to hear of it do you understand ?'
Joan felt quite flattered by the youngmans admission, but she still sensed a stangeness in the situation and she was determined to get to the bottom of it.
'Would you like to have an affair with me Alan? ' she looked at him and smiled.
He blushed deeply again and there was a long silence. " No Maam but I would love to serve you in any way you liked. '
" I see you mean you want to be my servant and me your mistress ? ' It was becoming very clear to Joan what the boy desired and she grew more curious about his character.
'We need to be very frank with each other Alan these are unatural desires Im sure you know that don't you ?' she looked hard at him and he looked away embarrassed by her direct look. 'Im not the sort of lady who enjoys that sort of relationship with a man, and really you should try to get yourself a girl of your own age for a normal relationship. '

There was silence again and suddenly Alan threw himself onto the floor infront of Joan and began to kiss the shoes on her feet. 'Please don't send me away,' he cried " I only want to serve you I adore you ,' and he showered her shoes with kisses.
This was the begining of a strange relationship; she did not have the heart to reject the boy so she allowed him to stay and gave him some jobs to do.
'Now listen Alan ' she said 'I don't mind playing a little game with you but you must not take it seriously do you understand me ?'

This dear reader was Joans mistake , an understandable one but none the less a mistake, and one which would cost her some heartache in the future.
Over the next few weeks Alan came to the house and did whatever he was asked, and after he had completed the work Joan would allow him to kiss and fondle her feet ; indeed she got so used to this that she began to quite enjoy the foot service. She would often raise her foot and he would lick contentedly at her sole ; it did feel good . They had very little conversation and Alan continued to call her Maam. Being inquisitive she began to search the internet to see just what male submissives were and what sort of things they did. Some of it was deeply shocking and it opened her eyes to the underworld of sexuality that lurked beneath the surface of so called man woman relationships . About this time she felt herself getting aroused when Alan lay at her feet ; not with a dersire to beat him or tread on him but with a dersire to have him make love to her properly as she would put it. Alan for his part began to look longingly at her legs and often carressed her ankles and lower legs and she stroked his head gently as he did this.

One day his kisses worked their way upto her knees and she placed her feet on his shoulders stroking his head and smiling at him. He blushed deeply and continued his ardent kissing and licking her knees while kneading her calf muscles with his smooth firm hands. Joan began to feel her juices flow and she became quite weak almost as if she were giving way to impuses she had not felt for some time. Alan must have sensed this for he pushed his head gently under her skirt and moved up towards her thighs .He caught the fragrance of her fanny and it overwhelmed his self control, he throbbed with passion and pushed his nose up towards her crotch rubbing it on her, breathing in her odour ." Wait' she said pushing him gently off " Let me remove my things ,' and she pulled off her tights and panties . 'Now darling boy " she whispered holding his head between her hands ,'You can eat me, ' and she replaced her long legs over his shoulders and pushed his willing head into her maidenhood.

After this first time the same thing happened every week and Alan learn't just how to please the lady of the house. He was enraptured with this and just loved to bring his lady to a climax; he learnt all about her fanny the inner and outer lips and the swollen clitoris which made her grip and buck when he flipped it with his tongue.

Joan had an idea that the darling boy would become a lover and get over his perverted desire to serve only; she wanted him to become her lover, and take an equal position in the glorious sensual sessions that they enjoyed. Towards this end she made him sit next to her and put his arm around her, pulled him towards her and kissed him on the lips,whispered in his ear stroked his hair,but all to no avail. She tried to engage him in conversation told him to call her Joan but all failed; he seemed to have a built in submissiveness which made him usless as a normal lover.The tragedy of this state of affairs was that she loved the lad in her way.He was tall and well made with a fine physic ; strong, young, full of the active energy of youth.One day she made him lay on the floor and she inserted his errect penis into her wet and willing pussy; he groaned and moaned twisted and gyrated his hips but it was all her doing if only he would initiate sex,take her, and have her.

Basically Joan was one of the old school she believed that a man should chase and conquer a woman ; yes there could be play but in the end the man must be the driving force that pushes the sexual act to its climax. She could not conceive that there were men who did not want to do this at all, she believed they were pretending if they submitted to the woman.

Whereas Alan knew no other feeling, he was submissive he did not wish to drive a relationship, he enjoyed being used for a ladies pleasure it was his ultimate thrill; he was not a fucker looking to see who he could fuck; he was a slave looking to see who he could serve, such was his nature, he was not assertive.The reason he often fantasized about older ladies was he associated them with domination,they would, he believed rule him and oh how he longed to be ruled. He wanted no responsibility he wanted to hand himself over to his Misstress,to be used or even abused, just as she pleased. So in this strange couple we had a total incompatibility, each wanting the other to be something that they could never be. How often is this the case among couples? ah indeed very often our expectations are dashed in reality Often too the mental fantasy is never fullfilled -- how can it be by real flesh and blood. A pair of worn panties can be all you want them to be,but a real woman has her own agenda, she will not be manipulated for your whims, she is alive.

So what happened ? The relationship slowly fell apart, and when Joan met a lively male nearer to her own age she began to drop poor Alan.Those jobs he did so willingly to serve his lady were done by a new man, a man who wanted to fuck , a man who wooed and conquered, a man who romped in the bed. So poor Alan was destined to search for a new Misstress.You and I can speculate will he ever find one? or just another compromise . Is the Mistress in his mind findable or just like so many sexual desires a figment of his imagination? Is he destined to a lifetimes search ?