Thread: Maid for You [Prince of Smut & YellowSmoke]

IMG150x112 La Lavoisier Yes, he is very nice, muttered La in response to Ellie's comment. In truth, she had thought the man a little overly delighted in greeting Ellie and it stirred some concern. Her sister was so young and no doubt naive about men and how horribly they could behave. La had much to teach her. While Monsieur Guillory had never been improper with her, she distrusted him much as she did most other men. La had led her sister back to their room and was laying out her new uniform on a bed. Since they were similar in size, La hoped that one of her uniforms would fit Ellie without much tailoring. The short-sleeved black dress was classic in style, ending at the knees. The neckline was cut fairly conservatively, baring a bit of chest but demurely hiding cleavage. A white apron was belted around the front that was paired with a matching bonnet for the head. Finally, La laid out a set of silk stockings. The sheer, black fabric was light in her hands and La glanced at Ellie as she placed them on the bed. I doubt you've worn stockings much yet, but these have elastic around the top. If your thighs are too narrow, I have garters and even a belt you can use, La said as she studied her younger sister' slender form. Her legs, indeed, might be too thin and the extra items required. The idea of her in adult underclothes was a little unsettling, but she had to get over the lingering view of Ellie as a child. Ellie was 17 and very much a young woman now, with a body that was ripe and developing curves. No wonder Monsieur Guillory had given her such a lascivious look. La would have to talk with Ellie about men sooner rather than later. Girard's entrance briefly disrupted them. The old butler had been less than thrilled about hiring Ellie, no doubt because the part-time maids were all friends of his wife, but he wasn't petty and La doubted he'd hold a grudge. He was near retirement and more than anything simply desired capable help that wouldn't make him to do any extra work or require tedious oversight. A few polite greetings and he was gone. Don't fret about him, he's more interested in making sure he can depart on time every day than anything else, said La with a grin at Ellie. He'll leave us both alone if he thinks we are doing a good job. Which we will be. Now, let's get you dressed in your uniform. We can get it tailored in town tomorrow if anything is off! La smiled and made a gesture towards Ellie to urge her to take off her sundress. She wasn't sure why, but she felt a strange anticipation and sudden urge to see her sister undress. It wasn't exactly an improper thought, no nothing like that of course! Perhaps it was a desire to have the intimacy they'd enjoyed when they were young, when nudity or being in your underclothes had never been a thought between them. A feeling of casual closeness with another person that she'd been missing these last five years. IMG150x178 Florent Guillory Florent entered their bedroom humming lightly to himself. It was a new song he'd heard on the radio at a cafe in town, something popular with the younger generation with typical risque lyrics. Youth could be so beguiling at times, he wondered to himself as he loosened his tie. Of course, despondent Miriame only reminded Florent of his own true age. The sight of her, sitting in her chair again and staring out at their grounds irked him suddenly like it never had before. She'd always liked that chair, but only recently had she seemed to sit in it for hours. Like some old lady counting off the days until her death. Miriame, he said as he took his jacket off and began unbuttoning his shirt. Whatever has gotten into you. You didn't even say hello to the new staff downstairs. Tossing his shirt onto the chair, Florent stepped out of his loafers and began unbuckling his pants. This mood can't be just from the de Limousin's horrible party. I know you've been lonely since Thrse left, but the girl is only an hour away. Really, I've found it quite a drag to have you moping around like this when I return. We have the lawn party coming up in less than a week, shouldn't you be excited about that? Florent asked as he started to redress his lean frame in a casual pair of slacks and a half-buttoned silk shirt. The lawn party had always been one of their big early summer social events. A 'who's who' of Brezins society and out of town guests, Florent always felt like he was holding court at his summer palace during the fete.