5 comments/ 37363 views/ 4 favorites The Grange By: Sirdar This is a story of pure fantasy. It has no basis in fact as far as I am aware and none of the characters are real life characters. But perhaps this is the way in which politicians do react when their wives get more publicity than they do? * Chapter 1 The Decision The Prime Minister was not amused as he threw the weekend newspapers on to the cabinet table at 10 Downing Street saying. "Two more headlines about Ministers wives. One even reported catching a ministers wife caught in the act of sucking cock in the members car park. With a photograph leaving very little to the imagination." There followed a silence as the members of his inner cabinet read the various versions of the press reports. "It would have be an opposition back bencher's cock as well . " Said the Home Secretary facetiously. The resulting glare from the prime minister drove him back to reading the reports in silence. The Prime Minister then went on. "Then there is this report about Lord Soames wife who was apparently a call girl when he married her, not only that but last week you may recall that we had a report from a night club that the Member for Seaforth's wife, danced on a night club table not wearing any underwear. She was the worse for drink and that apparently was not the first time she had done that." The Home Secretary looked up at the prime Ministers angry face. "Prime Minister I thought it was really not the done thing for the leader of the opposition to ask that question last Wednesday relating to the cock sucking incident and asking whether cabinet ministers wives were bringing the government into disrepute and also asking the question what did you intend to do about it?. It also made it worse by his statement that he, had withdrawn the whip from his member for conduct unbecoming to a Member of Parliament." The Home Secretary pointed out "The press have taken this up and they are now suggesting facetiously that the Prime Minister should take the whip to the offending members wives. They are asking what action the Prime Minister proposed taking against the wives concerned, but there is nothing we can do legally." " What can we do? The Prime Minister asked the Lord Chancellor. "If we could get the police to prosecute any of them for lewd behaviour, they would only get a slap on the wrist and we would create more adverse publicity and with our small majority, we could have all this blown out of proportion and that could lose us the bye elections in three weeks time and that in turn could bring the government down and force a general election. If we lose those three seats we are finished, we would no longer have a majority in the house and then we will have to face a full election. " The Foreign Secretary made the point "This does not help our standing in the international community, so we must do something. The French newspapers in particular, are really loving it" The Prime Minister looked at him cynically and said "George we have not mentioned your wife and her despicable behaviour when she grabbed my balls at the Christmas Party last year in front of everyone." "But she has not done it since Prime Minister has she?" " No George, ,I have made sure I don't get near enough to her. But I have had reports that some people have not taken evasive action as I have, or been fast enough on their feet" their was a titter of laughter from the other ministers present. After a lot of discussion it was agreed that the following week as a matter of urgency the Prime Minister would consider possible alternatives to deal with the situation asking members to let him have any ideas. "You must not trust your Secretary's with any notes or Memos. I want it from you all verbally. No leaks are permissible." The Home Secretary stayed behind to speak to the Prime Minister. "I think I have a possible solution worth some thought Prime Minister. I think that you will agree that we must get these women away from the press for the time being." " We can not order them to be shot unfortunately, this country is a democracy and we have the bye elections to think about." The Prime Minister retorted. " I know Prime Minister but how about the Grange." The Prime Minister stopped, looked at him and thought for moment. " "Good idea, let me have the details of how we do it as soon as you have sorted out the logistics ." The Grange was a luxury, but very isolated and very secure country house brought into being during the 'cold war' to house certain suspected persons who could not be prosecuted in the courts, but who could have been an embarrassment to the government if they were allowed their freedom. It had been fitted out sparing no cost. To put them in prison was not legally possible, and it was an ideal place for a government to house awkward people and deny they knew of their whereabouts. Since the end of the cold war it had been fully maintained but never used. The few officials still in service who still knew of its existence were subject to the official secrets act, and were legally obliged to keep their knowledge secret.. It was in a remote area of countryside not far from London, surrounded by a high electric fence and guarded by the Admiralty police. Its upkeep was not a major expense. It was in a lovely location and very secure from prying eyes. Security was tight and well away from the main building, and any prying eyes. The more he thought about it, the more the Prime Minister liked the idea. The only problem was as far as he could see. How could he get them there and keep them there, without causing a scandal much later and who could head up the operation.? The Home Secretary returned to a pile of paperwork at the home Office, but who to put in charge of the Grange still remained a problem and then he happened to pick up a piece of paper from the Director of MI5, requesting permission to retain and reassign Chief Superintendent Pat Noble seconded from the Metropolitan Police, rather than to return her to police duties. All assignments of senior officers had to have his personal approval and both the police and MI5 wanted to retain her services. He knew a lot about her background and it occurred to him that she would be the ideal person for the job. She was bright and was well known for using her initiative in a crisis. He decided then, that he would assign her to The Grange project. Later that day , the Prime Minister gave a press conference he said. " We regret certain reports of lewd behaviour in the press have not been to the credit of this government recently. But it must be noted that the reports relate to the wives of certain Ministers, not the Ministers conduct themselves. It does not in any way affect the efficiency of them as Ministers of the Crown in carrying out their duties. However, I have asked all members of the party to talk to their wives and immediate families to try to ensure that they act in a more socially becoming way in future as becomes their station in the community." Meanwhile in Farnway prison, Tony Nash was considering his future. At 26 he was halfway into a three year sentence for embezzlement. He had been told by his lawyer that an application for parole and an appeal was underway on the basis of new evidence. He knew however,. that he could not practice as an accountant again, until he had been cleared by the courts. After qualifying he had got the position of senior accountant at a small firm of chartered accountants. His boss was in his fifties and was a man very set in his ways, and very much a stickler for protocol. Strangely and what seemed to be completely out of character for such a man ,he had a very attractive and lively young wife Eva, about the same age as Tony, who on her various visits to the office started flirting openly with Tony at every opportunity. Tony although still single and unattached, did not respond but kept the situation friendly, so she never got offended with him. One day after he had been at the company for about six months he had very little work, that he could get on with, because his Secretary was allegedly off sick, and she had also completed a lot of the work on the project and he would be in danger of duplicating it. He was quite angry because he was almost certain that his Secretary a woman the same age as his boss was away with the boss, having a long running , but ill concealed affair, and her absence was holding up completion of the project. He was therefore considering going for a round of golf with a client and was just about to ring the client when Eva the bosses wife breezed into his office. She was a beautiful sexy slim blonde lady not very tall and as usual, she looked radiant and in her usual bouncy manner plonked herself on his lap virtually demanded that Tony take her to lunch. In his present mood, he did not take a lot of persuading and it was a lunch in which they both consumed more wine than they should have done and ended up with Tony spending a very enjoyable afternoon in the bosses bed with his bosses wife. This was the first of several months of passionate sexual encounters which he thought had been carried out with total discretion, so it was much to Tony's surprise, when one day his boss called him in and fired him for alleged fraud. He was handed over to the police and charged. The trial was based on totally manufactured evidence which seemed to implicate him totally, and now after eighteen months and very much to his relief, his solicitor had told him only yesterday, that they could now prove the evidence had been planted by his secretary at his bosses request. Apparently they had a confession that the boss had planted the evidence as revenge having found out about his wife's affair with Tony." Tony had just finished lunch when the Governor sent for him. The Governor had a lady visitor who had asked to speak with Tony privately, she was a quite attractive brunette in her mid thirties and after the Governor had left the room, she started by saying. "My name is Pat Noble. I am a police officer attached to the home office. We have looked at your case papers and as we now have an admission of guilt from your ex secretary, and also from your ex boss who has been arrested and is out on bail. However, there has been a new development which means that unfortunately your appeal will have to be delayed for some little time. There are bigger implications which are linked with your case, and to hear your appeal now would jeopardize an important ongoing investigation. We know you are innocent, but unfortunately we can not give you a full pardon at present, because of certain confidential enquiries not affecting you. However, we do have an option for you, which is a sort of compensation if you like, we will release you on long term conditional parole to carry out certain specific tasks which really involves escorting and entertaining some sexually active young married ladies, in a secure environment You will be paid very handsomely and your sentence will certainly be squashed by the time the task is completed. " "Why me?" Tony asked. "Well Mr. Nash you have a certain past reputation with the ladies, even before your recent affair with your bosses wife which led to your conviction. We also know that you are a man of integrity, and your ex mistress, who was the cause of your conviction and incarceration has created quite a stir through her father who is an MP. Her husband kicked her out, after your court case, and she has been fighting you corner and maintains you have been treated badly. She insists, she wants you out on parole and is prepared to go to the high court to get it, until the case can be reheard. She has also informed the police about a number of money laundering matters involving her husband , his business and your ex secretary ,she wants revenge on her husband and her husband is not yet aware that she is prepared to talk. It was her recommendation and her testimony as to your er personal qualities which caused me to seriously consider you for this job. Its all very hush hush. I can tell you no more than that." Tony did not take long to consider his answer, anything was better than long term unemployment, he had no savings and the job sounded interesting. " Right tomorrow legally you will be let out on licence, but as far as other inmates are concerned you are being transferred to another prison. It will in fact be a type of prison, but not for you. It is important that you are not released into circulation, we want certain people to believe that you are still in prison. But I will be taking you to your new place of employment instead. A car will be waiting outside the gate for you. Oh by the way I will be your new boss" Pat herself had been seconded to MI5 from New Scotland Yard because she could speak Russian fluently and was an expert with firearms and had worked undercover in Moscow for three long years. She had managed to escape capture, until just before the end of the cold war when she had been captured and held prisoner by the KGB. She had undergone days of torture, sexual abuse and humiliation, but had never cracked. She had later been exchanged for a Russian agent, but after her debriefing she had never spoken to anyone about her ordeal, She was a very private person, never revealing her true feelings about anything, but she was highly dedicated to her work. Next day Tony left the prison and was escorted to a large long black limousine. Pat Noble was waiting for him and the car sped away towards London and The Grange. They talked a little on the way but Pat added very little to their previous conversation. It was dusk by the time they got to their destination and she led the way into the house. To his surprise a warm meal was waiting for them, and the house was ready for occupation. He was pleasantly surprised, when he saw the accommodation and after a prison bunk a King size bed a Jacuzzi and a home cinema and many other benefits were an absolute luxury. It was clean and warm and completely en-suite and looked out over an illuminated swimming pool. " Its almost good enough to sleep in" He told Pat cynically. "Well Tony she said , you might get to sleep in it occasionally alone, but if this job works out, we will have no complaints if the you keep the bed pretty busy." She told him. Pat suggested that after dinner they had several drinks and relaxed and got to know one another. Pat knew a lot about Tony but she needed to be sure how far he could be trusted.. They got on quite well and they were both able to relax. It was not long before to her surprise she found herself in Tonys arms and kissing passionately. They stayed snogging for a long time as she gradually relaxed. For a time she was in a sense of panic, but as Tony began unbuttoning his shirt, their lips never parting. She found herself slipping out of her blouse and dropping it on the floor behind her. Tony brought his arms up to pull her into him, his hands rising to reach the clasp on her brassiere. She gasped slightly as he unhooked it, pulling back and helping her wriggle out of it. She pushed him back on the couch as she recommenced their kissing. Her hard nipples pressed against his chest. Tony picked her up in his arms and carried her into the adjoining bedroom of his apartment. She hugged him tightly kissing his neck as he carried her. The fact that he was gentle with her helped her relax and overcome her inherent latent fears from her imprisonment. She was feeling more relaxed than she had for over the past three years since her captivity. The exotic smell of her perfume and the feel of her soft hair on his shoulders and back were like an aphrodisiac to Tony. It had been a long time since he had slept with a woman.. Gently he lowered her to the bed. In a few moments they had divested themselves of the rest of their clothes. Tony sensed her inhibitions and was aware of her bodily tensions. He fondled her gently ensuring that she was ready for the next step in their love making. It was a long exhausting but fulfilling night. Over breakfast she told him "That must never happen again. There is much about me you don't know and must never know, but I can not afford to get involved in long term personal relationships at the present time. I am sorry but we both have a difficult job to do, so. we dare not get emotionally involved. " Later that morning Tony was put fully in the picture of what was going to happen and what his duties were, afterwards he was asked to sign the "Official Secrets Act.". He was introduced to Felicity the West Indian cook and housekeeper ,a pretty 23 year old who had been caught smuggling cocaine in condoms which she had swallowed, but later she had turned Queens evidence. She had been given this job at the Grange for her own security after her sentence had been quashed. Tony was told that none of them except Pat would be allowed to leave the grounds until after the job was finished, for security reasons. Pat had told him quite clearly. "Your job is to entertain the ladies in the fullest possible manner. In other words our job is to keep them here and keep them happy. They are all guilty of being naughty girls sexually and being caught by the press. They have caused the government a lot of embarrassment and the Prime Minister has made it clear that they must stay here for the next few weeks, until after the bye elections. The press will be told that the ladies who come here, are away on holiday, which of course they will be." Pat left the Grange mid afternoon. She told Tony she would be returning some time the following day, so Tony spent the rest of the day looking over the equipment and facilities that would be available for sports and recreation. Felicity meanwhile suggested to Tony that as she had to cook for them both, they might as well eat together, if he had no objection . An idea that pleased him and he suggested they eat in his apartment as it was more relaxing. Felicity was a good cook and they also consumed a couple of bottles of expensive wine with an exquisite meal. After a time of talking and as the wine took effect, they gradually got closer together and eventually Tony reached out to her and kissed her, wrapping his arms round her holding her gently. The passion grew quickly as she in turn swirled her tongue around his. Her lips were just as soft as he had imagined. Felicity was a very passionate woman and had not been with a man for some months as she had been in protective custody, she kissed his neck and ears with enthusiasm, while his hands got busy pulling her blouse free from her skirt. She was wearing a lovely white lace bra, which just about contained her straining black boobs and contrasted delightfully with her skin colour. As he unhooked the bra her boobs came free. They were big and beautiful and as he fondled them, he could see from her positive reaction that she was indeed very sensitive to his fondling. It was a long time since he had seen such beautiful boobs in the flesh. They were firm, with huge dark nipples that sat proudly in the centre. He touched them gingerly at first and Felicity shivered, as though an electric shock had rippled through her. She lay back on the bed and opened her arms to him. "Come here honey Felicity needs you real bad, she gonna fuck your brains out tonight." Part 2 Follows * Chapter 2 Cynthia Forbes was the wife of a senior Home Office Minister. She was a highly attractive, highly intelligent and very slim sexy blonde. Her hair reached her shoulders and would bounce sexily on her shoulders as she walked. She was a little unique, in the sense that she never seemed to spend a lot of money on clothes jewellery or cars. She never wore stockings or tights. She would rarely carry a handbag, or use very much make-up, she would normally carry any money or credit cards she needed in her tightly belted fawn raincoat pocket. To the casual onlooker, she gave the impression that she had no clothes on underneath her raincoat, giving the erotic effect that she had possibly just crawled out of bed and was probably wearing little or nothing except the raincoat itself. The Grange She would normally wear plain black leather court shoes with heels of about 1.½ to 2"in height. On formal occasions she would usually be seen in a tight fitting body hugging black dress, black evening shoes with a minimum of jewellery. Women hated her because they could not compete with her sensuous beauty, and men longed to get into bed with her. The problem was that a few claimed they had succeeded which got her unwarranted bad headlines in the gutter press. She never spoke to the press about her personal life, despite continuous hounding and never ever attempted to refute the bad publicity. One day a knock came on the door and two very persuasive men flaunting MI5 identity badges and a women who introduced herself as Pat, entered and suggested for her own safety and peace of mind that she should pack a bag as they wanted to take her on a government sponsored holiday. They said it was entirely up to her, but insisted it was for her own security, to get her away from the pestering of the press and they confirmed she would be joined by other wives of prominent politicians in a secluded luxury safe house. She was assured that her husband knew all about it and may possibly join her later. They were very persistent and Pat was very persuasive. Cynthia no coward, was in no doubt that it was in her best interest to obey. The procedure was friendly, but highly insistent and they maintained completely for her own safety and peace of mind. Cynthia eventually agreed, she hated her husband, and the thought of getting away from him for a few days was highly attractive and within two hours they were on the way to The Grange. She had married her husband a Juntor Minister in the Home Office thirty years her senior, because she considered that one day, she could be the Prime Ministers wife. He had been known as a high flyer, but in the past three years she realised that he was not ever going to get a cabinet post, yet alone reach Downing Street. They would never have children, because her husband did not want children. They rarely had sex and she soon realised, that all she was to him, was a decoration on his arm at official events. As far as she was concerned the marriage was finished, now she was just looking for a way out without embarrassing him too much. Meanwhile in Ealing the following day Lady Jane Soames viewed the prospect of another boring day ahead of her. Her social contacts had virtually dried up, since the press had exposed her previous occupation as a high class call girl. She had always, when working operated from her own premises and never worked the streets. She had married her husband ten years her senior and she was now in her early thirties. She was an attractive brunette with strong features and a good figure. She had a good marriage and her husband had been one of her regular clients before they had married. So he knew all about her background. Jane herself came from a good family and had a good education having graduated with a degree in social sciences She was attractive, both in looks and in personality, but after university and working as a social worker for a time, a job which she found boring, she became friendly with and became influenced by one of her clients. This girl showed her how she could earn between five hundred and a thousand pounds a day tax free as a high class escort or call girl. After some long consideration she had set up on her own and had soon got a steady stream of wealthy clients from all walks of life. Her present husband had been one of her favorite clients and that eventually had led to her marriage. Since her marriage she had been totally faithful to her husband concentrating on being a good wife, until the vicious and unwarranted press reports dried up her social contacts. She then had considered out of sheer boredom considered taking one or two clients. She had not gone beyond considering, and had remained a totally faithful wife. A fact which her husband believed She was not too surprised when the callers from the Home Office had suggested she might like to go with them for a holiday as her husband had hinted at the possibility and he had sent a note with Pat asking her to co-operate with the move, explaining it was to get her out of the eye of the gutter press. It was late night at when Cynthia arrived at the Grange. Pat introduced her to Tony who shook hands with her and led the way to her apartment. He was initially very intrigued by this beautiful lady. But said nothing of any significance until he got to her apartment. He could see that she was impressed by the accommodation, and the facilities provided for her. He ordered dinner for her from Felicity and waited until it arrived and introduced Felicity to Cynthia. She asked him to stop for a glass of wine, while she ate. "And what is your function here? She asked Tony eventually." after Felicity had departed. "Whatever you and the other ladies want it to be madam. I am here to do anything ,or provide anything which will make your stay more comfortable" "You sound like a hotel manager." Tony laughed. "Well in a way I suppose I am, but my terms of reference say "Anything which is in your power to do or to provide. I must provide." Cynthia looked up at him "So if I ask you to get your pants off and fuck me, you must do it" "Yes if that's what you really want " Tony replied quietly with the hint of a smile. " This is a new one on me. I have never hired a male whore yet and I will not start now" Tony was angry at her tone of voice he stood up. " I am here because it was that, or stay in prison for something I did not do. I am not a whore, and would not go with a whore at any time and I don't propose to start now, so that probably lets you out , if the newspaper report are right? If you want anything press the bell and I am sure Felicity will attend you Goodnight " With that, Tony stormed out the room leaving Cynthia looking very bewildered. It was about .8.30am when Tony, after an early morning swim and his morning run made his way to the dining room. He passed Pat on her way out. "Cynthia is in their - you must make peace with her now and that is an order." He made his way into the dining room, to sit at the next table to Cynthia who looked up and gave him a little smile - he smiled back.. Felicity came and poured his coffee and took his order making a big fuss of him as she did. He smiled wryly, Felicity had left his bed reluctantly at 6.0 clock that morning and was very happy at the way in which their relationship was going. However, Cynthia looked lovely this morning, she was wearing a very flimsy housecoat over her nightdress which left very little to the imagination.. To his surprise she stood up, picked up her coffee and moved to sit down opposite Tony at his table. "I would like to apologise to you for my silly comments last night." she said with a whimsical smile. "I was tired and I guess we are both kind of prisoners in this luxury gaol together". Tony laughed "Its I who should be apologizing because I should have not lost my temper." She held out her hand "Friends?" "How could I refuse such a beautiful lady " Tony said with a laugh. " Well then can I ask you to take me for a walk round the grounds after breakfast, so that we can get to know each other better ." "I would love to." Tony said. She was back in less than five minutes in her raincoat and had another cup of coffee with Tony while he finished his breakfast. They walked slowly away from the house, her arm tucked possessively in his. Then Tony said, "You called this a prison and you are right in a way. Because we are all here because we are an embarrassment to the government in some way or another." "Yes and I will probably be an even bigger embarrassment after I get out" Cynthia promised. "Although it is a relief to get way from my husband. I hate his big fat guts." Tony looked down at her "Is that why you have been playing at being a naughty girl." "Who was playing?- The press just don't believe the truth. Or if they do, they do not want to print it " She chuckled. " I had three dates with different men, but I was not unfaithful to my husband ,much as I wanted to. I think they were all rather frightened of getting too much bad publicity if they shacked up with me." They sat for a long time in the morning sunlight under a tree just talking, the mood between them had changed considerably, suddenly Tony just put his arms round her and kissed her fully on the lips. To his surprise Cynthia returned the kiss with some passion. "Why now, that took you a long time?" she said with a smile. "Something about you appeals to me, and I just felt that I wanted to kiss you. I was hoping you would not slap my face for being presumptuous" He told her. Standing up she put her hands out to pull Tony to his feet. After another kiss, she said "You have really started something . I want much more than just a kiss now" They were soon back in her apartment. "This a nice situation for me, now you just have to do what I want and say, because I am the customer here." she said rubbing his cock through his trousers. " Oh God." She murmured. Feeling her hand rubbing his cock he knew he couldn't have stopped now if he wanted. He grabbed her and kissed her with another long passionate kiss. She responded with equal passion . She took off her raincoat revealing she was wearing just panties and a bra. "You are the only man apart from my husband who knows the real truth. I hate wearing too many clothes" She said with a smile. Before he knew what was happening they were both nude and lying on the bed. They, kissed and enjoyed the feel of each others bodies for a long time they both knew there was no hurry . Eventually she started working her way down his body. Cynthia started running her tongue over his cock. "Hmmm," she said. "We're rather big, in this department, bigger than most, aren't we?" Tony smiled at her, "Too big perhaps and you want to change your mind?" "Oh no," she said wickedly. "The bigger the better. I can take it all, or at least I can try" She plunged her mouth down over his cock. Her long blonde hair tickling his thighs as her head bobbed up and down. It was a fantastic feeling. She sucked and licked and stroked him until he thought he was going crazy. "Oh stop. I'm going to cum." he pleaded. "Can you get hard again afterwards?" she asked . "Well yes I'm pretty sure I can." Tony said and she plunged back onto his cock . Before he knew it , he was spurting and moaning. She slowly milked the last of his orgasm from him as his breathing slowed. he lay completely drained. he slowly opened my eyes to her a smiling face. "Did that feel good Tony?" He laughed "You mean you could not tell." He replied pulling her down next to him. "Am I forgiven for last night now? She asked. "I shall never forgive you if this is what you do when you seek to make amends." He told her laughing . She sat up and started punching him playfully and they pummeled each other for a few moments .After a while they rested as he enjoyed running his fingers through her soft blonde hair. Resting as they both regained their strength in the afterglow of a mind-blowing orgasm. He was not sure how long they were like that. But Cynthia started to nuzzle his neck. Her lips were magical and he felt the blood start to flow again. He turned to her and they kissed a long sensuous kiss. he turned her onto her back and started to run his tongue over her neck and down to her breasts. He stopped there for a bit licking, nipping and sucking, nipping her hard bullet like nipples, as her body started to twist and turn beneath him. Her moans were getting louder and more persistent until suddenly she grabbed his head and pulled it forcefully into her crotch. He stuck out his tongue and buried it into her. He started rapidly sucking and licking her labia and clitoris. he could feel and taste her juices running freely. She was bucking up against him. He could sense she was building towards her climax he stopped. Turning he straddled her as her hands came down and gently guided his cock into the entrance of her love tunnel . He settled down gently enjoying the wonderful sensation of the walls of her love tunnel slowly encasing him. Gradually he pushed deeper and deeper into her, until he could go no farther. He started moving in and out as she too joined in the rhythm of sex. Her moans and rhythm getting more fierce as they gradually built towards a climax. Gradually the pace increased and then she hugged him round the neck and they rolled over until she was on top without breaking their rhythm for more than a second. He looked up and her beautiful face, her eyes were closed and he could see that she was putting everything into what they were doing. Perspiration was running down her body between her breasts as they both gasped for air . "Oh GOD, I'm cumming!" she screamed. He felt her contract around his cock and felt his own contractions as he exploded for the second time. Their motions slowed and finally subsided. She collapsed and lay on top of him as she ran her hands through his hair and gave him a long passionate kiss. " Thank you Tony dear . I wish I had met you before all this mess " She giggled and she rolled off him, they lay for long time just enjoying the feel of each other. He could feel her soft warmth against his body.. Tony started to laugh. "What?" she asked. "I was just thinking how we fought last night and how close we came to missing this." He said still chuckling. " * Chapter 3 Lady Soames Just then the telephone rang and Pat told Tony that Lady Jane Soames was waiting for him in reception. He kissed Cynthia good-bye, after he quickly showered and dressed. Within ten minutes he was in reception .Lady Jane Soames was talking to Pat as he entered and Pat introduced Tony to her. He had read about her in the press, but was totally surprised at the appearance of the attractive lady that waited him. She greeted him with a warm smile and shook his hand. She had short dark hair with a fringe and nice strong features. She was very tastefully dressed, in fact she was totally opposite to the press description of her and what he expected . She seemed very nervous and Tony took her bag and asked her to follow him. Pat told Tony ,she had to leave in about half an hour, she wanted to seen him before she left and if everything went according to schedule they should be having a further guest later that day. Lady Jane did not seem to want to talk. When he got to her apartment he showed her around and immediately called Felicity to arrange some food and refreshment for her and then he called Cynthia to see whether she could come to the apartment to meet the new arrival and put her at ease. When Cynthia arrived they shook hands and did admit that knew each other reasonably well from the political party conferences. Tony asked Cynthia to fill Lady Jane on the setup here. "Sure Tony, but I need to see you later, can I call at your apartment? " Tony agreed and left for his meeting with Pat. Fiona was the wife of a Junior but very high profile minister in the Department of Defence. She was 30 years old,, highly attractive, slim built and with a good figure. She had that colour hair frequently called dirty blonde hair and she dressed simply but well. She was a nymphomaniac, that was the way she thought of herself and described herself to her closest friends. She could never get enough sex and that had led to her problems. With the press. She was suffering now because, she had made a big mistake in letting herself get talked into the cocksucking affair in the House of Commons car park. She had been set up by the opposition press, all for the sake of a stupid bet when she had drunk too many whiskies. The whole scene had been cynically planned to discredit her and through her the Government. Now she was almost completely ostracized by her friends, and was continually having lewd suggestions made to her by taxi drivers and the general public when she was recognised. Two nights ago she had been forced to call the police, as six drunken youths stood on the pavement outside her London home with their cocks hanging out and calling her name. But now in hindsight she had to admit she had been an easy target to set up, and she had fallen for flattery and a few free drinks. Now she was paying for it. Her marriage was near enough a failure and if it had not been for the imminence of the coming election she was sure that they would be contemplating divorce. Like many MP's wives she suffered from long boring days and lonely nights when the House of Commons was sitting late. She lay back in her arm chair contemplating how she would spend the day and whether it would do her any good to assume some sort of disguise. The security service had visited her and warned her about attempts at blackmail by people probably acting for foreign powers . They assured her of immunity and discretion if she approached them with details of any unusual contacts. At about 10.00 am that morning there was a knock on the door, she checked through a window to see if it was a genuine call and she saw two men and a lady. She opened the door and they showed her their identity passes. " Madam your safety is at risk the lady assured her . Your husband has agreed that we take you to a place of safety in common with several other ministers wives. She thought for a moment "Can I check with my husband? She asked. The lady smiled and said. Just ask him if you agree that you should spend a short break with Pat." Fiona smiled "I think you have just given me all the assurance I need. I will pack a bag." While Fiona was packing Pat looked out the window at the small band of pressmen waiting outside. She had a chat to the senior of her two escorts and he rang the Home Secretary's office. Just as they were about to leave the house, two police cars arrived and after a heated conversation the press corps were made to leave. This was what Pat had wanted and it allowed them to slip out of the house unnoticed. The next morning at the Grange saw a full house at breakfast . Fiona Lady Jane, and Cynthia all knew each other from the party conferences in the past. They had also read about each other in the press. Pat had made it clear to all of them that they were in a high security home. "Their is no way out and no way in." She went on." You have all, because of your positions of being married to high profile government ministers embarrassed the government with the help of the press. So the Prime Minister is asking for your co-operation in keeping out of sight for the time being. You are all going to receive a generous compensation package for your co-operation, and we have attempted to provide you with every form of entertainment or recreation that is possible. If we do not have it, we will attempt to get it for you if that is at all possible. Are their any questions?" Fiona said "I have a question looking across at Tony. "How is one cock going to go round five women" "Four women "Lady Jane said. " You always were a choosy bitch." Fiona responded nastily. Lady Jane said. " No, its quite simple, I was a call girl before I married George ,but I have always been faithful to my husband and I will remain faithful as long as we are married" Cynthia said quietly " Good for you Jane, but I have no intention of being faithful, but I do intend to divorce my husband as soon as I get out of here." She looked across at Tony as she spoke " I have met someone else who is much nicer, and who interests me now and I could not go back to the marriage I had before." Fiona said. "It looks as though one of our squad is cutting the rest of us out from our supply of cock then." The Grange Just then Pat came in the door, the expression on her face stopped the conversation. "It looks as though none of us will be here for very long. The press seem to be getting close to our hiding place. It seems as though there is more interest by the press in finding us than in the forthcoming elections. I do not know what your reaction is. As far as the government is concerned they arranged this as protection for you as well as for them" Cynthia said. " I was glad to get away from the press and I will certainly tell them I came here for a vacation." The feeling was unanimous as both Jane and Cynthia echoed the same sentiments. Then Pat said." I am a Police Superintendent and I was asked to take this job as a vacation from some arduous and very dangerous security duties in which I nearly died. I am not really here as a police officer, but this is a sort of rest job for me. Now ladies there is a nice warm swimming pool, a tennis court and even a small putting Green waiting for you. The press can not get past our security easily and I can only thank you for your support. Cynthia looked at Tony . "Are you free?" "Probably in a few moments, I will get the ladies here fixed up with what they want to do and then I will join you." 00000000000 Meanwhile in Fleet St London the Editor in Chief Mark Haley of the Sunday News looked at the draft copy on his desk. "You mean to say these three women have disappeared all at the same time and no-one knows where they have gone. Eddie Haines one of his best reporters said. " They all disappeared the same way in a big black limousine, with three people who looked like policemen. According to the car number the car belongs to the Home Office" "They have sent them into hiding , so that they can not talk to us. Damn them. I wonder what they hiding.?" "Eddie said I don't think they are hiding anything. They just want to keep them off the front pages, of the newspapers, which means the government is worried about the bye elections." Right Mark said "We run the headline. What has happened to the government whores.? Splash it all over the front page with full photographs, of them and their husbands and print what we know and do your best to find them." Eddie thought about this problem and had to admit that he did not know where to start looking for the missing ladies. He mentioned this to Jean his wife who looked rather thoughtful. She rang her father who had worked in the Home Office before he retired. "Daddy did you not tell me that the government had a secret place for spies or something during the cold war? " " Yes honey why?" "Would you speak to Eddie and tell him the story it might just help him." She called Eddie to the phone "Daddy wants to speak to you." Eddie came away from the phone. He kissed his wife. "You little darling. I think I know where to start looking." Next morning he fetched the newspapers ordinance survey maps and spent an hour or so studying them. He then made a telephone call to a helicopter hire company that the newspaper always used.. Later That Morning The Prime Minister was furious ." He said to the Home Secretary "I wonder whether we have made a big mistake, hiding the girls away? This has now started a nationwide hunt.. The papers are not fools and if they find those girls we can expect a real big storm and a scandal we can never live down." "What happens if they find the Grange then Prime Minister.? The Home Secretary asked " They can not enter without breaking the law, that is a secure area." "If they break the law, then we throw the book at them whatever the cost" The Prime Minister retorted. "We must brief Pat on what to do. But they can not, as far as I know get through the security cordon anyway. To be sure I will put them on high alert " Said the Home Secretary. Meanwhile Tony and Cynthia had spent the morning walking in the grounds , While they had not known each other for more that a few days they had made a sort of commitment to each other. Provisionally Cynthia had agreed to move in with Tony in his apartment in Ealing and she intended asking her husband for a divorce. Tony told her "Darling I must spend more time with the other ladies, otherwise there could be problems. I hope you understand?" Cynthia reluctantly agreed to let him go. Tony made his way to the swimming pool spending a little time chatting with Lady Jane before a very subdued Fiona approached him. The ladies were all swimming and enjoying the summer sunshine with an ample supply of drinks supplied by Felicity. "I am here to apologise Tony for my remarks the other day. I recognise that you and Cynthia have something good going for you and I hope that at least I will get an invite to the wedding." "That's a promise." Tony said. As he spoke his attention was drawn to the noise of a hovering helicopter which had come in very low and seemed to be preparing for a landing on the tennis court. Pat came out of the house and called to Tony "Get inside Tony we do not want you to be recognised.." Tony dashed and got into the house quite quickly and watched proceedings from the lounge window. Pat waited for the engines to stop before she approached the two men who had jumped down from the helicopter. Before she could speak the one man said. " I am Eddie Haines, we are from the Sunday News and I am here to interview your guests " In reply Pat said. "I am Superintendent Pat Noble of the Metropolitan Police and seconded to the security services . You are all under arrest for unlawfully entering a prescribed area . I am arresting you and anything you say will be taken down and may be used in evidence. I assume you are working under orders from you employer and so they will also be vicariously liable for your intrusion and may face charges. The police will be here shortly to escort you away and the RAF will impound your helicopter at RAF Didshaw" A press release from the home office the following day gave the short announcement . A privately owned Helicopter carrying a pilot and two reporters of the Sunday News violated the air space over a prescribed security area of Southern England. The civil aviation authority maintain that they did not approve and would not have approved a flight plan allowing the plane to go into that area. All three people on board have been arrested and are being questioned by MI5 at a London police station with a view to prosecution. It was three months later when the new Prime Minister looked around the cabinet room at 10 Downing Street. He had a smile on his face as this was his first cabinet meeting of the new government. I suppose ladies and gentleman that the first order of business is to ensure that our spouses do not make the same mistakes as our predecessors. * Epilogue It was some months later that Cynthia knocked on the door of an apartment in Ealing. She had a large suitcase with her. Tony opened the door and he opened his arms to welcome his fiancé into his home. "Welcome to your new home and new life darling." They were kissing passionately as he kicked the door shut behind them. The End