British Babe Fantasy

You're housesitting a friends cottage in the English countryside- it's pissing down outside, the phoneline has been blown down in the gale, but... the heatings on, the fridge is well stocked and your pal's left you a fine selection of booze.

It's close to midnight and your sat in front of the fire, thoroughly contented, when there's a knock at the door.

"Who's that?" you wonder, the rain is lashing down against the outside of the cottage.

You are a little to open the door, until you hear the girl's voice...

You let her in immediately.

She's soaked right through and not dressed for the storm.

"My car's broken down! And my bloody mobiles packed up! Can you help me?" She begs.

You tell her the telephone in the house is out, but offer to drive her to the next village five miles away.

She says that there's no way she'd want you to go out in that weather. Would you mind if she could stay until morning?

"Of course", you say, "get out of those wet clothes", you tell her, "run yourself a hot bath, I'll find you some clothes..."

She grins and tells you she'd give you a hug but she's so wet- and then you both giggle and she blushes and you realise who it is, who this beautiful girl is...

"Could you bring me up a brandy?" she asks running upstairs to the bathroom.

You stand there open mouthed, it's...