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|Anieszka is liberated (ff:sex at work, 7371 words)|
|Author: JenniGee||Added: Mar 27 2014||Views/Reads: 5852/4579 [78%]||Story vote: 9.12 (16 votes)|
|From the east she was shocked by the freedom and the morals. Anieszka learned fast - maybe too fast - and lost her innocence|
Agnieszka ensured that every speck of dust was removed from the furniture. Hers would be the best, most efficient cleaning. That way she would soon climb to the top. Her parents' sacrifices were not enough to send her to university. In her home country girls were taught that effort and diligence bring rewards. So with a heavy heart and much trepidation, at the age of twenty-one, she left for the West. This was Agnes' (she now used the anglicised version of her name) third day at the sumptuous home of Mrs. Danvers-Wright, a very well-to-do woman. The first two days had her working under a supervisor but now that she had proven her diligence she was allowed on the upper floors. Six bedrooms or suites as they were called occupied the first floor of what her English language dictionary called a mansion. Each suite contained a large room in which was a bed and furniture normally found in a living-room. En suite was a lavish bathroom complete with bath, shower and even a bidet. Agnes cleaned them all very carefully but quickly. Finally she came to the last suite, that of Mrs. Danvers-Wright. This one contained another door. Agnes drew a deep breath of surprise and wonderment when she opened that door. Bright lights switched on automatically and she was faced with a large space full to brimming with the woman's clothes, shoes and bags, and everything necessary to make her look glamorous. At various places large mirrors had been fixed allowing a person standing there to see themselves from every angle all at the same time. There was even a chair to sit on when applying makeup. In those mirrors Agnes realised just how cheaply and how drably she was dressed. When she had left her homeland she had brought only the cheap clothes that she and her parents could afford. Now looking around this place she suddenly grew envious - she blushed with guilt at such a sin. Agnes busied herself tidying and cleaning until the temptation proved too much. Looking guiltily around in case she wasn't alone she slid out a purpose-made open-fronted drawer in which she could see bras. Not the cheap ones that she, herself had brought with her. Her fingers fluttered over the material of the bras. Bras of every colour and design. What size were they? Dare she... Agnes picked up a bra, it seemed brand new and unworn - if only ... A voice called her name and she guiltily returned the garment to its place. *** Throughout the following days Agnes pictured that room full of wonderful clothes. How would she look when, as she was determined to do, she had an income to allow her to dress finely - not as fine as Mrs Danvers-Wright maybe because she was so obviously rich. The dream started to take on the proportions of an obsession. Each night in her tiny bedsit room Agnes stripped off her clothes then redressed in fresh linen imagining that each garment was on that day shop bought and of designer quality and design. This satisfied her for the first few days then, having redressed she carefully returned the clothes to storage - other than panties as she had to wear each combination of clothes for two days - she had not the means to afford a launderette. The first day she wore one set then the next day another. The third day the first set was worn again to be followed by the second set on the fourth day. Agnes prayed that on the second time of wearing that the clothes were not odorous even though she showered twice a day. Then Agnes tarried at the stage that found her naked. A strict upbringing that had taught her that she should not remain naked for long and to never take pride in the state of nakedness caused Agnes a frisson of shame and stress as she studied her naked body on the full length mirror attached to the door of the ancient wardrobe. But hers was a beautiful body - after all, she had seen such described in the women's magazines so openly on sale in this country. Some of the content of those magazines had caused her to blush when she had first opened one in a dentist's waiting room. But she was intrigued. Openly discussed there, were subjects that she would have difficulty discussing with a doctor and then only in the presence of her mother.
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