Fliss is busy on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor with a stiff brush and bucket of soapy water, Tammy walks over her clean floor, 'Oi look out, watch my nice clean floor Tammy!..'
'What's this I hear bout you having relations with the guests?', word certainly gets around quick in such a small village.
Tammy flushes with embarrassment, 'it was just a kiss!'
Fliss smiles, 'just be careful..', Fliss knows how strict the inn keeper is and lifting her apron, dress and many underskirt layers, shows Tammy where he had disciplined her with a riding crop!
Fliss orders Tammy to finish off the floor while she goes and prepares food, she has ideas above her station.
The daughter of the local Trollop, Fliss was the result of a lustful coupling with the Lord of the Manor himself.
Later that evening after all their work is complete, Fliss and Tammy go up to their servant quarters in a tiny attic room, looking out the small window, the big imposing Manor house overlooking the village is lit up, it's grand entrance and many ornate windows light up the dusk evening sky.
'I should be a Lady of the manor, living up there!'
Tammy mocks, 'oh stop it Fliss, you know that's just a rumour, your mother went with every man in the village!'
Fliss takes off her apron, 'I'll make you my Lady in waiting, here you should be doing this...'
Fliss turns and indicates to Tammy to undo her bodice, in the dim candle light, Tammy slowly peels off the many layers covering Fliss, until her wonderful soft skin and firm plump breasts are revealed.
Tammy blushes, 'they're bigger than mine....'
Fliss takes a moment to look into Tammy's eyes, she sees innocence, a lost soul, she wants to mentor and protect from the many men in the village who will take advantage of her....
'You can touch them if you want.....' xx
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