The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 29: A Footjob Under The Table

Dear Adal Alexandrus,

It was a pleasure having you at our ball last week. Fancy coming over for a family dinner tonight? My wife has been dying to meet the man whom we have invested our money in.

Leonard Everstone

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The next morning, Adal read through his mail and found an invitation from Leonard Everstone.

At first, he was sceptical.

A family dinner. Could that not get awkward, if Juliette and her husband are there?

Well, I can’t just turn it down. Besides, it will be a way to pass the time whilst I wait for a response from Opal.

So with that, the library was only open until evening, after which he closed up, and headed out.

Adal was dressed in the same black suit that he wore to the ball. It was now his nicest piece of clothing, as he did not have the money to buy more.

It would have to wait until he officially released his novel.

Once inside a hired chariot, Adal was taken deeper into the city, heading towards the Everstone estate.

The city was quiet, as people had started heading home for the day.

Eventually, he arrived at the small estate gardens. It was lavish, and located on a street where plenty of other noble estates were.

Adal felt out of place, despite wearing a suit, riding a carriage, and being the owner of a library.

After he was let through the gates leading into the Everstone Garden, Adal noticed a chariot already resting inside.

It was being manned and guarded by a dozen knights. It was a snow white colour, with red velvet seats and golden lining along the edges.

The men wore white suits of armour, with the symbol of a golden thunderbolt on the chest.

It took Adal a moment to notice who it belonged to.

Two men stepped out of the building.

One was the tall, loud Leonard Everstone, laughing as he slapped a hand down on the elegantly dressed man beside him.

And that man was none other than Prince George Wellington.

What is he doing here?

As the duo laid eyes on Adal, their eyes lit up.

"Adal, lad! We were just talking about your novel. You didn’t tell me that you had managed to convince even the Prince to read a copy?" Leonard’s voice boomed.

Adal made his way over and greeted the men respectfully.

"It seems you are both enjoying the novel?" He asked with a smile.

"More than that, my good man." Prince George spoke, as he flicked golden hair from his face. "I must ask, when are you publishing this?. The Torn Kingdom deserve to read this. I, as a member of the royal family, will spread word of its splendour myself."

Adal appreciated the praise, but as the king spoke, a single thought entered his mind.

His deal with Opal and the Iglantis Kingdom.

If King Elios heard and accepted his offer, Adal would have to get rid of the royal family.

The Wellingtons would exist no more.

Adal hurried to finish the conversation, telling them that a release date had not been set yet.

Afterwards, the Prince had to leave as he had other matters to attend to.

That left Leonard Everstone to lead Adal into the house.

It was a beautiful place, not too large to get lost in.

They walked along red carpets and past beautiful paintings before eventually reaching a large dining table, packed with all sorts of foods.

The long table already had a few people sitting there.

Adal immediately took note of their identities.

Juliette sat beautifully, with her brown hair in curls. Beside her was her husband, John Pearlington, who was dressed in a vibrant green suit.

At the far end of the table was a woman in her forties, with a bust that could hardly be contained by her velvet dress. Her hair was brown like her daughter’s, and somehow, her face was not wrinkled, despite her age.

On Earth, she would have been called a MILF.

Vanessa Everstone, mother of Juliette, and husband of Leonard.

Shouldn’t such a woman be wearing a bra? I can see her erect nipples through the dress.

Apologies, Leonard. I promise not to look.

Finally, two more figures sat at the table. They were young and also looked similar to Juliette. A boy and a girl, twins.

I did not know that Juliette had siblings.

As he entered the room, Leonard introduced him to the family.

When Juliette saw him, she blushed bright red, but tried to hide it from her husband, John.

"Ah, you. The librarian, correct? Why are you wearing the same suit that you wore to the ball?" John spoke.

Awkward silence hung in the air for the moment, as Adal took his seat across the table from the couple.

Taking shots already, are we?

"Forgive me for my husband’s bluntness." Juliette apologised, acting as though she and Adal were not already deeply acquainted.

"Yeah brother John," the young, female twin said. "That’s rude. Not everyone is rich like us."

"What?" John shrugged. "It was just an observation."

Adal smiled and waved his hand, showing that it did not bother him.

"No worries, I am sure John meant no disrespect. But if you must know, yes, it is the same—"

Adal’s words suddenly caught in his throat for a moment.

Something soft, pressed against his crotch.

"Mister Alexandrus, is something wrong?"

Vanessa, the Mother, noticed his abrupt pause.

Adal managed to hold himself together, despite the fact that whatever was on his cock was now working backwards and forwards.

"N-no, I am just extremely hungry." He managed.

"No worries at all, Lad." Leonard’s voice bellowed as he clasped his hands together, ready to pray to the Mother and bless the food. "Let us eat."

As the family closed their eyes to thank the Holy Mother for their food, Adal opened his and looked down.

A smooth foot, covered by snow white socks were curled around his bulge. It was an experience he had never had before.

He looked up across the table.

Juliette was staring at him, with a sly smile tugging at her lips.

She was about to give him a footjob under the table, right beneath her family and husband’s eyes.