Providencia Ch. 04

The breakup

Then came the shock. Not more than a year after Jaime's death, Fran left Annalisa. And worse, she was leaving Annalisa to get married with a man from her home town down south. Something the family had arranged. For Fran it was practical - a way to settle into something more stable and ultimately more sustainable than living as a lesbian lover to an older spinster. Fran was not very sentimental about it, which made Annalisa both angry and crushed. She had definitely not seen this coming.

And it all happened so quickly, from the matter of factual announcement one spring evening in October and until Fran had packed her belongings and left. This was such a deep blow and Annalisa could hardly make sense of it all and could barely resume her regular life. How could this possibly be?

After the shock, Annalisa sought comfort with Annamaria, and they shared in different ways their sorrow for their lost loves. Everyday for many weeks Annalisa sat in Annamarias kitchen sobbing and complaining, as Annamarie had sat in Annalisa's and Fran's kitchen in their appartment one year before to share her dispair over Jaime's premature passing. Gertrude also took part in comforting Annalisa in her grief, although as always somewhat detached and in her own not very sentimental way.

It was clear that the two foster sisters were as close as ever, despite their misfortunes. They confided in each other and shared their griefs and darkest fears.

Annamaria eventually told Annalisa about her frustrations with Carlos, her younger lover. In reality he was not much of a lover, she confided. Too timid and possibly too afraid of Annamaria and her status to seriously arouse her. Perhaps Carlos needed to see Annamaria as less of a saint and more of a carnal being.

Annamaria also told Annalisa that she worried deeply about the loss of a father figure, role model and male teacher to the twins. As they had both now turned eighteen it should have been the time for them to seek closer confidentiality with their father and learn from him the things that young men cannot possibly learn from their mothers.

A thought had ruminated with Annamaria. It was part selfish, part desperate. She dared not share it. So it felt like almost a miracle that Annalisa herself began to make suggestions to the same effect.

Annalisa was broken and badly needed a change. To do something entirely different and completely leave her previous life behind for a while. There was ample room at the mansion, Annamaria mentioned. And maybe, Annalisa suggested, she could be of use in adressing Annamaria's frustrations. Both with her limpid lover and with the boys' education?

Annamaria accutely knew how skilled Annalisa was and what she could be able to provide of practical knowledge of certain things so very difficult for a mother the impart on her sons, and something she did not seem able to impart on her younger lover. In the end it was Annalisa herself that suggested it.

Why didn't she leave her disappointing life behind, move in with Annamaria and her sons and lover for the foreseeable future and teach her lover to become a proper lover and the boys to become proper men?

It was Annamaria who then found it right to make sure Annalisa did indeed sever her ties with her present life out of fear of falling back into the new loneliness and misery too soon. And to make firmly sure that Annalisa remained until the various challenges had been met.

Annamaria referred to the arrangement as a free use agreement. Annalisa instantly appreciated it. Annalisa would be an instrument for her lover and for the twin boys to use for whatever and whenever they desired sexually. Annalisa did not really hesitate. She needed a break and to immerse herself completely into a new and useful role. She had no qualms and no reservations. She loved her sister and loved that she was there to give her this opportunity. And she wanted so eagerly to help her and what remained of her family.

The Providencia mansion

It was decided that Annalisa would move into Annamaria's and the twins' home in Providencia at once. She would live in the three floors facing the closed expansive garden. This had been the private quarters of Annamaria until recently when she took over the business and moved into the front of the mansion, which was even more spacious and where the boys also had their private studies and bedrooms on the top floor above the master bedrooms.

There were three sitting rooms en suite at ground floor, the middle one with a double door opening onto the garden with a few steps down to a small path cirkeling a small pond and then disappearing into the rugged wooded far end of the mansion's garden.

On the first floor was a small study in one end and a long library in the other end. A grand piano and a small assembly of chairs were in the middle facing the large windows from which you could see eye to eye with the tree tops and nothing else.

The top floor was one large bedroom with the large bed in one end and rows of built in closets along the inner walls. A roomy bathroom with a large ornate porcelain bath and toilet was at the other end.

From the top windows you looked down on the tree tops stretching all the way to the windowless back wall of the neighbouring building in the distance. A dim mist from surrounding woods would regularly obscure the view in that direction.

All three floors in that part of the mansion were independently connected via a small winding staircase in each end including into the bathroom.

The only connection to the front house was the massive double door into the main hall at ground level facing the exit to the garden. The decor in the entire house was mainly dark wood with white or light drapes and carpets.

Annalisa and Annamarie agreed the details of the arrangement from the start. Annalisa would stay confined to this her own spacy part of the house and would have all needs met without having to leave at all.

All meals would be prepared and served for her in the ground level sitting rooms and all amenities provided as she would please. Gertrude would provide regular cleaning and the regular to and fro and do Annalisas errands. The only other role would be the family doctor who would agree to come on house calls and tend to any ailments of Annalisa's and would in due course be made familiar with the unfamiliar arrangement.

As for clothes and clothes washing, there would be no need. The agreement was that Annalisa would not wear any clothes during her stay, except for jewelry, socks or stockings, and the occasional headscarf. And shoes or boots for walking in the enclosed garden. The nudity was crucial for the arrangement and Annalisa agreed without any hesitation.

Annalisa would move in immediately without leaving even to collect anything and whatever few personal belongings she needed would be fetched by Gertrude from the appartment the same afternoon.

Annamaria would arrange for Annalisa's appartment to be subletted. They both felt that an important decision had been made and that any hesitation might jeopardise the delicate understanding and resolve. But probably the speed was as much an expression of their shared impatience than of any uncertainty.

Gertrude led Annalisa downstairs from the front office where the two sisters had agreed over tea and through the double doors into Annalisas new living quarters. It was telling that Gertrude already seemed to know exactly what was going to happen even though Annalisa did not notice any kind of instructions being given from Annamaria.

Gertrude led Annalisa through the sitting rooms and onto the winding stairs briefly explaining the layout of the back house.

Two floors up they entered her new bedroom and now was the time for Annalisa to undress for the last time in a very long time. She did not know for how long at that point, but it would end up more than a year. Had she known, she might have found the event more solemn.

Gertrude did not make any motions as to leave but only stood there waiting. As Annalisa sat down on the bed, Gertrude helped her pull of the longshafted, shiny black leather boots that were so in fashion at the time. Her crispy white stockings appeared and her long muscular calves showed. Annalisa undid her hair pins releasing her dark hair to fall down on her shoulders.

Gertrude laid her hands on Annalisas hips and began gently pulling up her copper green dress with the wide, multilayered fabric. Annalisa instinctively raised her arms and let the dress pass over her head. Gertrude took it off of her and arranged it neatly hanging over an armchair facing the window.

Annalisa was now in her undergarments - a simple white silk top over an ornate white brazier. A couple of low cut silk panties above the white silk stockings that ended on her mid thigh held up by a white girtle.

Gertrude stood still and waited as she observed Annalisa without giving away any emotions. Annalisa loosened the girtle and rolled down first one stocking and then the other and placed them beside her on the bed. Gertrude picked them up and put them in the front pocket of her apron.

Annalisa hesitated slightly, but then continued pulling the top over her head and placing it on the bed beside her as well. Gertrude picked that up too.

Then Annalisa removed her brazier and out sprang her two beautiful breasts. She felt a little aroused already.

Still no sign of any emotion from Gertrude. But why should she be vexed in any way? She was a professional and she used to work for their father and had tended to the two sisters in ages. She had seen Annalisa naked more times than anyone would be able to count.

Then Annalisa took of her silk panties and revealed herself completely. Gertrude took the panties from Annalisas hand and put them in her apron pocket.

Annalise stood up, now completely naked, facing the windows to the garden where the curtains were parted and allowing her to see the beautiful park-like expanse.

"No one can see you from here," Gertrude said. "There is no possible view into the garden from the outside. The neighbouring mansion is some distance away, is tall and it only has windows facing the street. The hedges and trees surrounding the garden in the two other directions are tall and obscure any view from those directions. Similarly, no one has any view into this part of the mansion no matter where you stand." She smiled kindly. "Even if you press those beautiful breasts of yours firmly onto the window only the birds and game in the garden will enjoy them." She smiled a bit more teasingly.

"Nevertheless," she pointed towards Annalisas sex. "You should look presentable down there as this is now your only dress." She smiled kindly again.

Annalisa looked down and noticed that her black public hair had indeed grown slightly unkept. She usually had it trimmed in straight lines and shaped into a very narrow triangle, her fashion dating back to they way Gertrude had kept it for her in Maipo and Valparaiso in her youth. But she had let go recently, because of her distress over the breakup.

"I will help you," Gertrude said, as if they were discussing the complex pruning of a fruit tree. " In fact," Gertrude said, "Let's pour you a nice bath and make sure you feel comfortable from the beginning."

The bath was elaborate, and Gertrude very actively involved. It was almost a ritual and as if Annalisa was a little girl being rescued again from the desert.

First, Gertrude clipped Annalisas toe nails and finger nails. She was very meticulous and made sure all the nails were perfectly and identically shaped and she polished the nails as well.

She then opened the taps to fill the bath and found a small razor knife in the cupboard by the wash basin.

Annalisa was placed on the edge of the bath tub and Gertrude knelt down in front of Annalisa and gently parted her knees so that her sex was now wide open for inspection.

Gertrude took a small rectangular wash cloth and soaked it in the bath water, to which she had now added various aromatic oils and salts. She gently dabbed Annalisa's public hair with the cloth and massaged some soap into the curly black hair.

She gently used the razor knife to shape a narrow triangle from the black hair making sure to keep the area moist with the cloth at all times.

Gertrude also gently stretched Annalisas skin on the now shaved areas to remove the smallest stubbles and make the shaving as smooth as possible. She also removed all the public hairs on her outer labia.

Much more than she herself used to remove. Annalisa assumed that if she had lifted up Annamarias dress and peaked beneath her panties she would have seen the same public hair style shaped in Annamarias blonder hair done by the same pubic hair stylist now kneeling in front of her pussy, eye to eye with her dark and wet opening.

Gertrude was very absorbed by the task and kept going on and on for what seemed like hours to Annalisa. Annalisa felt warm and increasingly horny.

At some point, a long string of moisture extended from her labia and onto the floor. Definitely not bathing water and definitely not something Gertrude would be able to miss noticing. But she did not bother.

Gertrude motioned to Annalisa to edge forward to provide access further down. Gertrude did a little gentle trimming of the small hairs that had appeared around her other hole, but the angle was wrong and she told Annalisa to get on all four presenting her round bottom to Gertrude as a baboon.

Gertrude gently pushed Annalisas upper body towards the floor so that her behind pointed upwards towards Gertrude. Gertrude carefully soaped between Annalisas bottocks and even massaged a little foam a few milimeters into her opening.

Then she carefully shaved around Annalisas anus all the while telling her to relax and she shaved and shaved over and over. By now, Annalisa felt her pussy was dripping its juices like a leaky faucet.

Finally the shaving was over and Annalisa was shown a mirror to marvel at the result. It was very obvious to everyone that her pussy lips were engorged and glistening. Gertrude simply washed it all away. The bath had been filled and the taps turned off for long by now.

Gertrude led Annalisa into the bath by the hand. She poured warm water on Annalisas hair and massaged a flowery shampoo into he locks very thoroughly building up foam and then rinsing, repeating over and over.

She massaged Annalisas feet and made sure all nooks and spaces were properly washed. She also foamed in every inch of Annaliasa body, including the ample breasts and her bottocks and also again her two holes. This with a determination as if to make sure that all dust and travails of her previous life be washed off of her thoroughly.

Annalisa was so relaxed when she had left the bath and had been dried. Again, she had done nothing herself except to follow Gertrudes instructions and motionings.

Now Gertrude folded out a sturdy massage table and silently motioned Annalisa to lie down. She then progressed to massage oil into every inch of her skin. It felt so good and Annalisa felt so soft and as if she was melting. Her crouch was burning hot and wet but she had resigned that she would have to take care of this herself if she wanted to do something about it.

After the thorough massage, Gertrude left and took all Annalisas clothes with her. Annalisa browsed through the closets in the bedroom and there was only a very large variety of socks and stockings in all imaginable lengths and colours. All of them very beautiful and soft and in beautiful materials and designs. There were also some small scarves large enough to bind into her hair, but by far to small to cover herself up.

Another closet had racks of shoes and boots. Similarly beautiful and in a variety of lengths and styles. She was indeed completely without the means to cover up her breasts, her sex, or her bottom, even if she wanted it.

It was an extraordinary preparation of her lodging given that she had only just this afternoon agreed to the naked free use arrangement. Annamaria evidently knew her sister better than Annalisa knew herself.

But she did not want to cover herself up. She was very happy with the prospect of being naked for the long foreseeable future. She was relieved actually, giving up the binding confines of clothing in exchange for the luxurious confines of her new home. She very much needed the peace and quiet. Without the need to get dressed, Annalisa lay down and fell asleep on her bed and felt as relaxed as she had not been for many years.

The sister

In the evening, Annamarie joined her for dinner in the ground floor sitting room. Annalisa was of course naked. Annamaria was dressed very beautifully in an elaborate dress almost as if to underline the difference in this respect between the two sisters. Annalisa positively beamed with renewed energy and her cheeks and breasts looked warm and slightly glistening.

"How are you finding your new quarters, sister?" Annamaria asked between two spoons of soups that she was blowing on to cool before each mouthfull.

"Very satisfying, sister," Annalisa answered. "Gertrude treated me to a very soothing bath and it has been long since I have felt as relaxed."

"I can imagine," Annamaria smiled. She looked over her sister's beaming face and body. So beautiful and radiant, she thought to herself.

"I am very happy for our arrangement. It feels so right for me after what I've been through lately. The issue of clothes - such a right decision. In fact, I have asked Gertrude to make sure that all my clothes from the appartment will be collected and given away to charity. I cannot see how I will possibly need them for the foreseeable future. I am sure my many dresses and robes will make someone else very happy rather than me."

"A wise decision," Annamaria said. " I must say, you seem very commited to our arrangement. At least the nudity. I would also have been a little surprised if you hadn't. Although I wonder..." she began.

"Although you wonder what?" Annalisa asked.

Annamaria paused, but kept on blowing on the soup before eating, spoon by spoon.

"Well I just wanted to discuss whether you are truly ready to embark on the education of Carlos and your nephews as we have agreed?" Annamaria said.

"Well, certainly I have though about that," Annalisa responded. "I am very curious about it, I must say. But also full of lessons to impart. But I was wondering what you can tell me about them. If you know vaguely how much my nephews know? And have you actually prepared them for what it is they can and should learn from me?"

"Well," Annamaria put down her spoon and looked into Annalisas eyes. But she could not help herself from looking at Annalisa full breasts from time to time. They looked so alert with their pointy nipples.

"As for the twins, I think they have heard the basics. I think they might have seen photos or drawings. I think they speak about it a lot between themselves and their young friends. I know they have seen me naked in glimpses from time to time, by accident of course." Annamaria looked into the distance.

"They are quite handsome boys," Annamaria continued. "I have seen how some of the girls look at them. And I perfectly understand them. I really do."

"I agree," Annalisa said with a wicked smile. "Even an older woman like me can see what a young girl would see in the both of them."

"Tosh," Annamaria said. "We are still young. You are just bitter because of Fran. But I'm sure her vagina will dry out on her wedding night with that awful man."

There was a short pain in Annalisa's heart at the mentioning of Fran, so she did not answer her sister.

"As for Carlos," Annamaria said, "he is a mystery. I was attracted to him because he on the one hand is bright and talented with the business. Almost as Jaime. And on the other hand, as one of the only men at the company, he did not seem to be intimidated by me. Respectful of me, as with other women, but not afraid of me."

Annalisa again fell silent and looked into an imaginary distance. "But in bed he is a little too respectful, if you know what I mean. The sex is... pedestrian."

But soon the conversation moved on and they talked a lot more and it was late before Annalisa went upstairs to retire. Gertrude had already turned off the light and only a few candles lit the upper floors and the staircase. The house already felt familiar. Her bare feet padding on the wooden floors and the winding stairs. She felt the tapestries and the railings with her hand. She opened the windows and let the cool night air in to caress her body. She felt her own nakedness. Her nipples hardened. The whisks of air touching and slightly tussling her hair. She closed the windows and fell asleep on top of her bed.

When she woke again, it must have been in the middle of the night. It was unusually dark and then she realised her eyes were covered with something that felt like fine stockings. She tried to move, but then realised that she was tied firmly to the bed. Both ancles and both wrists. Her legs were spread wide apart and she could not move them. Someone else was in the room - she could hear him or her moving carefully about the room. She was not afraid. Strangely enough. She suspected she knew who was there.

She spoke but there was no answer. Only a reassuring hand that found and held her, and Annalisa relaxed and stopped trying to move. Fingertips gently caressed her arms and neck and thighs for ages. She felt warm and safe. After a while the fingertips stopped. She heard the person stand up to undress and she heard the sound of one large piece of clothe slide to the floor.

Then she felt a tongue caress her skin in much the same pattern as the fingertips. She also felt naked body parts touch her as the person moved around the bed to reach different parts of her body fixed to the bed. Smooth and curvy. And feminine, of course. Now also her earlobes were licked gently and slowly. And the soles of her feet. And her toes.

Then the fingertips returned to gently caress her breasts. Annalisa had the feeling her nipples were poking holes in the ceiling. She was feeling warmer and began to sweat.

Then she felt gentle blows of air on her exposed crotch. Her sex was obviously being closely studied and she felt the inhaling and exhaling just outside her opening.

She was very wet by now, her labia swolen and slowly opening up as a flower welcoming something eagerly awaited. There was a carefully probing finger that glides gently along the lips of her pussy.

She grew wetter and it felt like she was leaking her juices in small pulses as the person was still inhaling and exhaling deeply so near her sex.

Then came the tongue. At first a soft tip simply marking her lips and clit. Then the tongue went broader and covered her opening with more demanding laps alternating between gentle and greedy. Then the tongue went hard like a little finger and forced its way in between the soaking walls of her pussy. She could still not move her legs or arms, but she had some room to raise and lower her hips and she found that she did so rythmically in sync with the tongue and its accompanying arms and hands that had now wedged in below Annalisa's buttocks.

Annalisa panted and felt like she was leaking juices by the bucket. A pinky finger made its way into her opening and she involuntarily clasped around it and felt she pushed out another cup full of fluids in one go.

The tongue eagerly lapped it up like a kitten drinking milk. Then came another finger slowly and probing, and after a while a third finger. Now Annalisa was slowly being finger fucked and she was slowly approaching a climax. Then the fingers slowed their pumping and were removed.

The tongue eagerly found her butt hole and again alternated between gently marking with its soft tip, eagerly broad lapping on the thin skin and then a hard tip drilling into her bottom hole. Mark, lick, penetrate, repeat. Annalisa was electric and jerked her hips a few centimeters up and down, up and down, as much as her bondage allowed her.

Then she exploded. It felt like she had passed out, and the tongue was back on her pussy. Her red, swolen lips glistening and pulsating. There came the fingers again while the tongue was still at it. One, two, three fingers for a long while. Then came the fourth and the last. Slowly, slowly the whole hand edged further and further into her canal.

The feeling was excruciating as if she was being split open while unable to move. In sank the knuckles and the root of the thumb as the tongue kept licking and licking her clit as if to incite or pry her open. Slowly now the hand moved in and out, and Annalisa was stretched in full.

Her juices made wet noices and coated the moving hand in wetness. It was as if the hand was venturing longer and longer into her insides and she felt like the arm was up until the elbow, which it was surely not.

Her previous orgasm kept her going for long now and the hand and tongue did not relent. But kept going on and on. Then she suddenly exploded for the second time. And then the third, and so on, untill she lost consciousness.