Chloe had been forced to wear flannel nightgowns for over a week now due to the fact that the rather dated heating system of Hawthorn manor had chosen a most inopportune moment to give up the ghost. The flannel nightgowns that she and the other maids now wore at night had been her Mistresses solution to the freezing temperatures that they were all compelled to endure in the ancient rooms of Hawthorne Manor. The battered old auger in the mansions huge kitchen had faithfully supplies gallons of piping hot water and luxurious heating to all the luxurious bedrooms but now until replacement parts arrive they would all have to grin and bear it. Wearing the thick flannel nightgowns instead of the cool crisp cotton victorian style nightdresses was the only measure in place to compensate for the distinct lack of warmth in the old stone house. Chloe still had to wear the same clothes and lingerie as always for work every day.
Once she had managed to extricate herself from between the warm sheets of her luxurious bed Chloe still had to slip into flimsy silky satin lingerie and slips. She shivered as she hooked her elegant nylons into the metal suspenders of the pure silk suspender belt and the decadent silk fabric of the lacy French knickers felt extra cool against the skin above her stocking tops. Despite all the luxury she was clothing herself in she longed to slip back into one of the flannel nightgowns and slide back between the welcoming crisp white sheets. She of course knew much better, insubordination was met with the harshest of punishments at Hawthorn Manor and tardiness of any kind was dealt with on a strict zero tolerance policy. Spurned on by a mixture of loyalty and fear she continued to dress in the cold room shuddering as the pure silk slip edged with pretty delicate feminine lace slid over her matching lingerie set. She smoothed down the slip and stepped into one of the smart neat pencil skirts tucking a crisp white cotton blouse into the waistband before setting off to the mistresses office.What is it about those cosy flannel nightgowns she mused. Then again she realised just how useful they had been whilst the central heating was defunct and she fantasised about the luxury of a day in that warm inviting bed and remembered that it was in fact her day off tomorrow.
Chloe stood in the cold passageway and knocked on the Mistresses office door waiting obediently until the voice on the other side beckoned her enter. As she opened the door a surge of warmth hit her like a comforting wave and she saw that there was a huge coal fire blazing in the hearth. ”Shut the door or you will let all the heat out” chided her employer as Chloe stood in front of the large desk awaiting her instructions for the day. She noticed that as usual her Mistress was looking her over in that now familiar way, checking that she was correctly attired and the usual thin smile of satisfaction lingered only for a moment over the women’s thin red lips. Chloe squirmed involuntarily in the layers of smooth delicate silken lingerie that were cocooning her body layer on layer but her employer continued to appraise her. Chloe knew that she relished the sight of the barely visible satin slip through the semi transparent fabric of the cool crisp white cotton blouse. She also knew full well that the metal suspenders of the silk garter belt could be plainly discerned through the smooth fabric of her neat pencil skirt too. Maybe that was why the Mistresses eyes lingered there for an instant before she looked up again and asked “how are you getting along wearing the flannel nightgowns I supplied? not too uncomfortable I hope she said curtly I wouldn,t want one of my girls to be cold at night would I now she sneered………………………
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