One Fall Afternoon

Christine was excited. It was her first outing in over two weeks, and she was felt as if she were floating on air. Raoul had invited her to his family estate for brunch and tennis that afternoon. Christine hadn't seen Raoul's home in over ten years.

Raoul greeted Christine's carriage at the front entrance and bid the coach-men to take it to the stables. Raoul helped Christine down and she smiled at him. "I hope the journey wasn't taxing." Raoul said. He was wearing a sliver and white frock coat with very tight white pants and polished shoes.

Christine blushed as she replied, "Oh no, it was very pleasant. Thank you for inviting me." Raoul took her hand and led her to the courtyard. His home was large, and it wasn't the only one he had. Phillipe often stayed in their home in London, while his sister's controlled the house in the western part of France.

This house was mainly for Raoul's use. It was three stories high, with a private guest house and stable, and over twenty acres of land with gardens and a large fountain. Raoul led Christine to the patio, where a small table was laid out with brunch.

"Did you enjoy the scenery?" Raoul asked as his servant poured them tea. Christine nodded, 'It's been so long since I've been up here. I forgot how wonderful the trees are in fall." Raoul smiled. "Yes, the trees are ablaze this year. Very beautiful."

He dismissed the servant and Christine drank her tea. She was still a bit nervous, but this was her old friend and she felt foolish. She tried to relax and Raoul asked, "Is something troubleing you dear?" Christine picked up a plate and said, "No, I suppose I'm just a bit anxious."

Raoul reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. "Nothing here could make you anxious. I hope the Opera isn't irritating you?" Christine nodded no. The truth was, she was thinking of how she had not told her Angel she was coming to Raoul's, and she felt frightend at how her Angel would react when he found out.

She cleared her head and ate her biscuts. "Did you enjoy that novel I recommended?" Raoul asked as he cut up his kippers. "Oh yes, it was lovely." Christine replied. "I always enjoyed when the hero came in at chapter four." Raoul said. Christine placed some grapes on her plate and said, "I liked when the lady decided to leave and set sail for America."

Raoul smiled and said. "That was sad." Christine replied, "I thought it was brave. Over all the novel was very emotional and sweet." Together they talked as they ate their brunch, and when they were finished Raoul had his servants clean it up as he took Christine's hand and led her into the gardens.

Christine smiled at all the flowers and vegitables, and Raoul talked merrily with her. Soon Christine asked, "Is that old swing we used to play on still here?" Raoul scratched his chin and replied, "I do believe it is." He brought Christine to an older part of the yard where a large oak stood with a swing attached to it.

Christine smiled shyly as she asked, "Could you push me Raoul?" Raoul smiled back and said, "I'd be delighted to dear." She sat down and Raoul began to push her. Christine sailed into the air as Raoul gently pushed. They giggled together as Christine slowed down. "Oh Raoul, I forgot how much fun we used to have."

Raoul placed his hand around Christine's waist as he whispered, "I never forgot you Christine." She turned her face and Raoul kissed her forhead. Christine felt a shiver run down her spine and she stood up. Together they walked past the oak tree and into a field of clovers. Raoul suddenly bent down and picked something up. "It's a four-leaf clover dear." He said to Christine.

She took it from him and replied, "So it is, make a wish." She held it out and Raoul pretended to make a wish, then he turned to her and asked. "Has it come true?" Christine smiled and said, 'Depends on what you wished for." Raoul shyly moved up towards Christine and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

She stepped back startled and Raoul backed down. "I'm sorry dear, was that too bold?" He asked. Christine twirled her finger through her hair as she thought of how delightful that small kiss had been. "Not bold enough!" She exclaimed as she kissed him more passionatly, and then took off running in the field of clovers.

Raoul chased after her laughing. "I'll catch you soon!" He called after her. Christine slowed down a bit to let Raoul gain, and then ran again. Soon Raoul caught Christine and they swung out together with their arms. Raoul pulled Christine in for an intense and passonate kiss, and Christine sighed as she ran her hands along Raoul's back.

They parted breathless, and Raoul kissed Christine's ear. "You make my heart stop dearest." He whispered in her ear. Christine felt a small tingle shoot up through her spine, and she moaned. Raoul kissed her ear again, and encouraged he began to nibble on her earlobe. They both pulled each other in and kissed deeply.

Christine felt her leg lift a bit in the air and her foot popped. Raoul began to feel his desire and he pulled back. He looked at Christine shyly and asked, "Perhaps we should head back to the Tennis Courts?"

Christine twirled her fingers in her hair and said quietly, "I was actually rather enjoying myself." Raoul took Christine's hand and smiled. "As was I." He said as they kissed again, this time Raoul leaned Christine back romanticly but lost his footing. Christine fell down on her back and Raoul tumbled on top of her.

"My dear Forgive me!" He cried out, but Christine was laughing. "It's quite all right Raoul." She chuckled as she ran her fingers down his cheek. "Are you all right?" He asked. Christine replied by kissing him deep and soft. He kissed her back and ran his hands down her waist.

Christine pulled the ribbon out of Raoul's hair and ran her fingers through it. They kissed and caressed each other for a few moments, each one's desire peaking until they were ardourus with passion. Raoul moved his hands across Christine's chest and she did not protest.

She sat up and Raoul kneaded her shoulders with his hands. He moved to her back and began to untie the lacing on her bodice. Christine moaned as Raoul began to kiss her neck, and he pulled her bodice loose. She pulled the rest of it off and Raoul began to kiss her open shoulders.

Christine moaned as Raoul's lips traced a path down her chest to her breasts, and he began to suck at them gently. Christine pulled at Raoul's frock coat and he shrugged it off as Christine began to unbutton his shirt.

He leaned his head back as Christine began to kiss his chest and pull off his shirt. Slowly he pushed his legs back and pulled Christine on top of him. She came to his lips and kissed him deeply. Raoul's arousal pressed against his tight pants and he rubbed himself against Christine's thigh to relieve the pressure.

She responded by moving her hands down to his bulge and gently squeezing it. Raoul moaned and Christine asked, "Do you like that?" He said quietly, "Yes." Christine began to unbutton his pants as Raoul pulled up her skirt and many petticoats. She gently pulled his pants off and was surprised to see he wasn't wearing any under-garments.

Raoul moaned louder as Christine began to rub her hands against his manhood. She leaned down and softly kissed the tip as Raoul passionatly said, "Please, do that again." She kissed the tip again and he moaned. Slowly she began to kiss his stomach and his chest as Raoul ran his fingers across her thighs under her skirt.

He rolled her her over on her side and began to kiss her waist as Christine moaned. He pulled her skirt and petticoats off and then laid atop of her. Christine smiled as Raoul leaned in to kiss her, and he gently pushed inside.

Christine gasped and Raoul stopped. "Dearest, does it hurt?" He asked concerned. "Please don't stop." Christine replied. Raoul started to thrust gently as he felt Christine's maidenhead break. His desire surged through his body as Christine began to push her hips upwards.

Raoul bent down and kissed Christine as together they rocked gently. Raoul started to thrust faster as Christine's body enveloped him in a warm embrace.

Christine moaned as her body tingled with passion she had never known existed, and she placed her hands on Raoul's back as he pushed deep within her. Raoul felt his desire ebb and sway as his warm manhood pulsed within Christine.

He ran his fingers through her hair and pressed his body tight against hers. They were both thrusting together and caressing each other's bodies as their passion's swelled. Christine began to cry out as she felt a sudden, intense pleasure grip her body.

She screamed, "Raoul!" as her body convulsed with passion, and Raoul responded, "Christine!" as he felt his warm life surge with desire into Christine. He kissed her deep and intense as his passion subsided, and Christine laid her head in the grass smiling.

Raoul caressed her flushed cheeks and smiled back. Together they lay folded within each other's arms as the soft fall wind whispered through the air. A few moments later and Christine and Raoul began to dress.

They held hands as they walked out of the clover field and back to his home. Christine got into her carriage and Raoul asked, "Can I see you later tonight, after the performance." Christine smiled as she said, "Please have dinner with me." He kissed her hand gently and waved goodbye to the Coachman. Christine waved her handkerchief out of the carriage window as she went back to the Opera House.