The last of the servants has finally left for the fair in Thirsk and Charles has slipped down to the kitchen for sandwiches and a large portion of Mrs. Patmore's apple tart. He is walking past her parlor when he hears a low contented sigh and is surprised she didn't go with the others. Tiptoeing up behind her settee, his is startled to find that she has removed her skirt and blouse and is sitting in the dark in her shift and stockings, trying to keep cool in the summer heat. What happens next?
Charles froze in the doorway, his mouth devoid of moisture. He scanned her body with hungry eyes, finally settling on her heaving chest. Her ample breasts plainly visible beneath her thin shift. He was shaken out of his thoughts however, when a soft Scottish voice spoke to him.
"My eyes are up here Mr Carson, I thought you knew that," Charles met Elsie's eyes that were twinkling in the little light seeping past him from the hallway. He noticed with a shock that her the twinkle in her eyes was not angry, but teasing.
Of course I know that Mrs Hughes, but I am a man, and any man would appreciate those breasts," Charles cursed inwardly at how horse his voice was, but the blush that crept onto Elsie's face more than made up for it.
"Well, Mr Carson. If you are indeed a man as you claim. Why are you standing in the doorway looking gormless," Elsie stated dryly.
"Because, Mrs Carson," Charles grinned, walking forward." I was shocked that you were lying there were anyone can see you. I don't want to have to remind you of the implications of impropriety do I?"
By this time he had pulled Elsie to him and she was lying on top of him her hands tucked behind his head.
"Well, Mr Carson. Only you are here at the moment, and you do love the implications of impropriety," Elsie smirked.
"Well Mrs Carson-" Charles began, but was cut off by Elsie's lips covering his.
"I suggest you be a man, Charles, before I get rid of your 'manhood' in more ways than one," Elsie growled. Charles grinned, and then proceeded to show Elsie exactly one his 'manhood' could do.