The Mrs. Swanson series started in 2010. I have re-read some of it and apoligize for the lame editing. Hopefully this continuation of a chapter started in 2011 is a little better. If this is your first exposure to Mrs. Swanson's ideas please consider reading at least chapter 8 before proceeding. Mrs. Swanson is a strong willed woman. Some men appreciate that, if you don't please move on and don't waste your time.
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The young candidates for assistant housekeeper quickly dressed in the nightwear that Miss Bridgeway had left for them and reported to the kitchen.
"Let me get a good look at you." Miss Bridgeway scrutinized their appearance. "Please untie the ribbons under your chin."
The nightgowns had a ruffled collar and a slit that extended to the middle of their sternum, conveniently midway between their firm young breasts. Miss Bridgeway inspected their chests. "This will never do ladies." She announced sternly.
"I'm sorry, Miss Bridgeway, what seems to be the problem?" LaToya asked sheepishly.
"The night clothes I provided for you to wear when tending to our young men do not include bras!" She admonished. "Please remove them immediately."
"Why is this appropriate? Latoya inquired. "Isn't going braless immodest?"
"During the day, yes, without a doubt." Miss Bridgeway explained patiently. "But in the evening, just before bedtime it is one way to tease our gentlemen. Mrs. Swanson
believes that the sight of a lady's ankle or the possibility of just a fleeting glimpse of the swell of her breast should be all it takes to arouse a gentleman."
Miss Conrad sighed as she considered Mrs. Swanson's theory. "But what about all the men's magazines that are available? I've seen some and they leave nothing to the imagination."
Miss Bridgeway frowned, "Those magazines are an abomination! Full of pictures of sluts and whores who allow their pictures to be used to sell products. They are forbidden in this house and in the household of every member of The Sisterhood. Always remember our goal is to condition these young men to desire just one woman. The woman who ultimately guides him and helps him in all things!"
As Miss Bridgeway spoke Carol, whose skin was creamy vanilla blushed as she let her nightgown drop to the floor and removed her bra. Latoya whose skin was milk chockolate also blushed but one would ever know it! Miss Bridgeway gazed at their perfect young bodies approvingly, "I see you are wearing the appropriate panties; you may put your nightgowns back on but leave them untied."
"Won't the boys be able to see our tits?" Carol challenged.
"Not if you are careful." Miss Bridgeway snapped, "And we don't call them boys; they are young men soon to be doctors and worthy of your respect."
"But they are naked and we are not!" Latoya interrupted, "It is difficult for me to imagine respecting men who prance around naked."
"I think you will find they never prance!" She scolded again. "It is your job to condition these young men to a life of devotion to one woman." Miss Ridgeway reminded them. "Forbidding masturbation and helping them when they are distracted is Mrs. Swanson's tried and true method of achieving these ends. I remind you that nearly twenty housekeepers have chosen one of our young men as their husband and life partner. Also, there has never been a divorce."
"Enough of that. As you can see there are two trays that I have prepared for you. In the future, if you are fortunate to be chosen, you will prepare your own trays since I, of course, will be enjoying my day off." On each tray was a cookie for each of the young men, and a glass for milk. Also on the tray was a thermos for the milk.
"Why do we need the thermos?" Carol wanted to know.
"May I answer that Miss Bridgeway?"
"Please do, Miss Williams."
"Since we cannot know if one or more of the young men will require our help the thermos will keep the milk warm until it is needed."
"Very well said, Miss Williams."
Just then the clock chimed the quarter hour. "It is time for you to get your charges ready for bed."
"Miss Williams?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"What is the bedtime procedure?"
"We announce ourselves, give them five minutes to conclude any reading or writing they may be involved with ask them if they need any help before bed and if not give them their cookie and milk to enjoy as they wrap up their studies. Then have them brush their teeth and use the necessary room if need be."
"That is correct, Miss Williams. What should you be doing while they are preparing for bed, Miss Conrad?"
"We should turn down their bedding and collect their laundry inspecting both for any spotting."
"That is also correct. These young men have been with us long enough that I doubt there will be any spotting but on the off chance there is some, what should you do?
The two young ladies looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.
"You shame them and if it is in their bedding instruct them to get fresh linens from the closet."
"Watch as they make their own bed and then take them to the small room at the head of the back stairs where you will masturbate them in privacy."
"Even if they haven't asked for help?"
"In this case yes! Impress upon them how disappointed you are. You should do this as quickly as possible so that they realize they have failed and you are not happy about having to report to Mrs. Swanson that you have failed. In short lay a guilt trip on them!"
Miss Bridgeway glance up at the clock. "My how time flies. Before you go upstairs here are your aprons. You'll be glad you wore them if one of them needs your help." She handed each of them a freshly washed and ironed white bib apron. "These will have to do. If you are chosen you will, of course, be fitted for your own personalized apron."
