Dinner Party

Snake and the Marshall entered the Mayor's home. Snake was properly introduced to the Mayor and his daughter, Amy. Snake had not really observed what a beauty Miss Amy Reilly was. She had a fine, slender figure with nice round breasts - not too large - a good handful, Snake found himself thinking. Her hair was the color of corn tassels at harvest - the girl not wore it in a simple tie that dropped half-way down her back. She worn an elegant white dress and simple slippers made of leather and lace.

The Mayor and his wife, Mary, sat together at one end of the elegant table. Snake was seated next to teh Mayor. The Marshall sat at the other end, opposite the Mayor. Amy served dinner and then sat across from Snake.

"So, Robert," the Mayor smiled at the young deputy, "the Marshall tells me you are a fine man. I owe you a very personal debt for saving my daughter from harm this afternoon. You'll find that I can be very generous to my friends."

Snake smiled uncomfortably. He was trying not to squirm in his soft chair. Amy obviously had eased off her slipper and was rubbing her soft foot up and down Snake's thigh. His cock was rock hard.

"What about the scum that attacked my daughter, Marshall," the Mayor looked across the table.

"It's all settled, John," the Marshall gave his host a wide smile. "We gave them a choice of risking the hangman with a trial or taking three years in the state prison. They'll be shipped out to Rock Hill in a couple of day."

"Good! No trial; no ugly publicity." The Mayor began talking politics with the Marshall.

Amy stood and began clearing the table. "Father, why don't you and Mother take Marshall Pittman into the study. You'll be more comfortable there. I'm sure Mr. Jackson would help me remove the dishes.

Mrs. Reilly began to protest and scold her daughter about not making guests work, but Snake quickly offered to assist. Amy's parents and the Marshall moved off into the study. Snake picked up a serving tray and followed Amy into the kitchen.

As soon as the two entered the kitchen, Amy set her dishes down, turned and wrapped her arms around Snake. She pulled him close and kissed him long and hard - her tongue explored the young man's mouth. Her soft, delicate hand slid up Snake's leg until it found the semi-hard mass between his legs.

"This is just a sample!" Amy released the deputy. "I'll thank you properly later on tonight. Meet me in the stable out back about 1:00 AM."

Snake stood in the kitchen dumbfounded.

"Here," Amy handed the young man a tray, "take the coffee out into the study."