Twice a year Erin visited her old friend Sharon for a week. She had known Sharon since childhood but after university Sharon had taken a job at the other end of the country. They had not lost touch though hence the visits. Erin called Charlotte into the study 'this week is my week away at Sharon's as you know', she smiled 'it has been nearly a year since I last went and think it is time', Charlotte agreed that Mistress needs time away. He knew Sharon and liked her but it had been around two years since she was last down here, who knows what she would think if she could see him now. It had not occurred that Erin had kept her friend fully informed. 'While I am away Mother is in control, her orders are my orders, you obey her as you would me', Erin knew that already happened but she just wanted to reinforce the point. Charlotte curtsied 'yes Mistress'.
Later in the day as goodbyes were said to Erin Charlotte without prompting knelt, then crouched and kissed each of Mistress Erin's feet, Erin smiled at her Mother and said nothing, this was a new and voluntary act. She then rose and opened the passenger door of the car for Erin to get in followed by the driver's door for Emma who was driving Erin to the station. As the car pulled away Charlotte heard 'lovely uniform today dear', Charlotte turned and curtseyed 'thank you Mrs Bailey' and headed inside wondering what the old bat wanted. Charlotte had been told to treat Mrs Bailey as a superior which outwardly Charlotte did even if she detested the woman. Miss Emma's house was in the other end of the same village as the old house next door to Mrs Bailey but Charlotte had hoped far enough away to avoid Mrs Bailey.
Charlotte had barely closed the door when the knocker sounded, it was of course Mrs Bailey. Charlotte curtseyed 'my apologies Madame I did not realise you were visiting', Charlotte thought of her as 'the old bat' but in fact she was no older than Miss Emma and was reasonably good looking. She was divorced from a philandering husband who it is said played around just to get away from her. She was most certainly a gossip and rumour had it that she had a shrewish tongue at times but to be fair Charlotte had never heard it. Charlotte stood aside to let her in and closed the door after. Much as she would like to be rude to Mrs Bailey she knew that it would not be tolerated by either Mistress or Miss Emma. She escorted Mrs Bailey to the lounge 'Miss Emma won't be long, may I get you tea or coffee Madame?' To Mrs Bailey 'madame' sounded a bit old fashioned and she felt there was condescension there, 'tea please Charlotte and call me either Mrs Bailey or Miss Claire' she said to Charlotte. Charlotte curtseyed 'of course Miss Claire'. As Charlotte disappeared to make the tea Claire allowed herself a smile and decided she liked the deference. Charlotte as Charles never hid the fact that he didn't like her, now here was Charlotte curtseying, it was very satisfying and she felt a tingle in the pit of her stomach. Charlotte knew from the expression Claire's face that there would be no let up if she did not come up with something to diffuse the situation. Charlotte went down to her knees and kissed each of Claire's shoes 'I humbly apologise about any hurt and stress I may have caused you Miss Claire', kissing each again. As Charlotte came up from the crouch Miss Claire parted her legs showing pink silk panties, Charlotte had not thought of her as either a silk or pink person. 'You need not stop there Charlotte', she said slowly. 'Again my apologies Miss but I dare not without express permission from Mistress Erin or Miss Emma'. Claire was clearly disappointed but said she understood, she was trying to build bridges and was not about to jeopardise that. 'Miss Emma will be back soon Miss Claire.
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FantasíaCharles was an average man with one weakness, he could not refuse his wife Erin anything. She would lead him down a path that he could not escape.
