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Chapter 5 by mally01 mally01

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Dreaming.

#Charlotte looked on and saw a brunette woman with her back to her standing at a sink washing dishes. She was dressed in a traditional maids smock and woollen pantyhose on her legs. Her feet were encased in a pair of flat black shoes which had scuffed toes and scuffed heels where they had been levered off with the other foot. The scene shifted to the same woman on her hands and knees scrubbing the tiled floor of the main hall with a little scrub brush and a voice in the background telling the woman to hurry up. Again the scene shifted to the same woman using a feather duster to clean dust from the shelves and ornaments in the lounge. The woman’s face never came into focus always remaining a blur.#

Charlotte tossed and turned on the bed as she dreamt her dream her lingerie creasing and her pantyhose slipping down her legs. Rosa knocked on the door and when Charlotte gruffly answered she announced dinner was ready. Charlotte told her she would be down shortly. Charlotte got up and walked to her en suite shower and bathroom and disrobed. She turned on the shower and waited until it was warm enough and then stepped in letting the water cascade over her head and body. She took the rose-scented soap and cleansed her body letting the water wash away the lather.

Once she had washed she stepped from the shower and dried herself with the soft expensive towels. She discarded the towels on the floor and went to her walk-in wardrobe and selected a Versace black knee-length dress and black heels. She returned to the bedroom and took a fresh La Perla black brassiere and panty set and some black pantyhose. She pulled the panties up her legs and when they sat where they should she let the waistband snap against her skin. She then squeezed her breast’s into the brassiere and reached around and did the hooks and eyes pulling the brassiere closed.

She then eased the pantyhose up her legs and let them rest on her hips as she stepped into the dress and pulled up the zip. She had become practised at pulling the zip all the way to the top without help. Lastly, she stepped into the black high heeled shoes and then went to the mirror and brushed her hair through. She left her jewellery in the box on the dressing table then went downstairs.__

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