Room 2D

The story from Blushes Supplement 27 continues… Not Meadowcroft Road or Mr Philpot. Not today at least. Today it is Beechwood Road. A house called  Fairview . A gentleman called Mr Viney. This girl called Jill Maxby, this still very new Buzee-Bee, tries to concentrate on the road, watch where she is going, and not think about anything else. Well, crashing the poor Mini would be worse, wouldn’t it? Worse even than… She is a still new Buzee-Bee because it is Thursday and Mr Philpot was Wednesday. Yesterday. This is only her second assignment. But of course there is an awful lot of difference between your first Buzee-Bee assignment and your second. The first one… opens a girl’s eyes. She pretty much knows the score now. As she also knows the score regarding ideas about refusing, leaving, making complaints. Forget all that, Mrs James said, smiling her nice smile. Just be a sensible girl. Think of what you’re earning, Jill. And what

The story from Blushes Supplement 27 continues… There  is  hoovering to be done. Buzee-Bee work. In here the sitting room and out in the hallway for a start, Mr Philpot says. After that… a non-committal grunt that could imply anything. Jill, the Buzee-Bee, is anyway not conjecturing. Her head is crammed with what has happened already. There is too much in that pretty blonde head to consider what  else  may be in store. She reaches down to turn on the switch. Bending is not easy in this skirt, she has to bend at the knees. The skirt of Mr Philpot’s uniform. Skin-tight. Slinky black silk. Moulding her slim-waisted but otherwise not-so-slim form. Short (above the knees) and a very tight fit — the result of Mr Philpot’s perspiration-producing manipulations with that tape measure. The dress is  too  tight: Mr Philpot quite likely has only a certain range of sizes and has chosen to err on the side of tightness. Unless of course it is