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Friday morning I awoke with less of a hangover than I deserved. Glancing
at the clock I saw that I had awoken at my normal time without the aid
of the alarm just like any other day. The beer can next to the clock
told me that I should feel much worse than I did.
My room mate Todd and I having no real social life, generally drink six
or seven beers after work, but a can in the bedroom was proof that I had
probably had more than usual. Spotting the bags from Frederick?s of
Hollywood on the floor of my closet and the maid?s uniform hanging
neatly above them brought the memory of why I had drank more than usual
crashing back. Tonight was the night I completed the biggest practical
joke ever conceived on Todd!
Without repeating all the details, I had convinced Todd to pay me to be
our maid. For the past week I had been busting his chops almost daily
with the threat that I was really going to dress as a maid and clean the
house. I even had him believing that I would perform the special "perks"
that he had said a good maid would do. Tonight was the night that the
joke ended.
Swinging my legs out of bed, my feet hit something on the floor. Looking
down I saw that it was the pair of black high heels that I had tried on
the night before. Picking them up, the feel of the shiny open toed shoes
brought back the memory of wearing them the night before. As I held
them, my morning erection seemed to grow and be connected more to the
shoes than with needing to pee.
Putting them down in the closet I went out to the kitchen and was
pleased that Todd had made coffee before he had left for work. Taking a
cup with me, I went to the bathroom and took care of the need to pee as
well as the usual teeth brushing and washing. I was about to shave my
chin when a voice in my head said, "might as well wait until you shower,
you?re going to have to shave your legs then, might as well do it all at
once."
I knew that voice from last night. It was a voice that I thought was the
beer talking. I was a little hung over true, but I was certainly not
still drunk. The image of standing before this same mirror in the high
heels and the maid?s uniform came back. I remembered lifting up the
skirt and seeing my very hard cock pressed against the sheer panty and
hoping I would not be embarrassed when Todd saw my arousal.
Putting the razor down, I went to the kitchen, refilled my mug and
called my office. After telling my secretary that I would work out of
the house today and they could reach me by phone if anything came up, I
sat on the couch and while watching the news, planned out what had to be
done before Todd got home at seven.
Sitting there naked, I wondered briefly if I had lost my mind. Here I
was, an average, straight, thirty-six year old, owner of a business and
a home, contemplating the best way to get ready for an evening of
wearing ladies lingerie and a maid outfit for my best friend. What had
started out as a joke had become something else.
I remembered the sales lady telling me she occasionally dressed her
husband and he enjoyed it. I also remembered her asking me if I was
afraid I was going to like it. My right hand, rubbing the leaking precum
around the head of my hard cock told me I did like it. I also knew that
I would not be returning any of the things in the bags on the floor in
my closet.
With a plan for the day laid out in my head, I got up and went to get
dressed. I would need to go shopping for a couple of items and I figured
I would get it done early so I had time to clean the house.
Two towns away, at a low end retail store that I had never been in, I
was happy to see that this early in the morning, there were no
customers, just a bored cashier and an assist manager on duty. After a
moment they must have decided I was ok because they ignored me as I
browsed around.
In the cosmetic area I quickly found the items I wanted. A tube of red
lip gloss and a bottle of nail polish that I thought were close to the
same shade. I decided not to mess with make up because I had no idea
what to do with any of the thousands of items I saw. I did remember to
put polish remover in the cart before I headed over to the small ladies
wear department.
My thinking was that I did not want to wear the uniform while cleaning
the house, rather I preferred to have it clean and fresh when Todd came
home. I thought perhaps a simple dress for today and maybe a skirt and
blouse for Saturday.
I had just selected a cream colored dress that I thought would fit ok
when the assistant manager, a woman about twenty whose name tag
identified her as Rose said, "I think you will be happier if you get
that in a ten."
I cleverly responded with, "Uh, oh."
She laughed and added, "In most things you are probably a twelve, but
those run big. Here." In her hand was the same dress apparently in a
better size.
"Thank you." I was able to muster.
"Was there anything else you need?" She asked.
"I, well I was thinking maybe a skirt and a top."
"For casual wear or did you want something a little flirty?" Rose
inquired.
"Both." I blushed.
Telling me to follow her, she headed for a rack marked clearance. After
sorting through it a bit, she handed me a blue pleated skirt that
reminded me of a cross between a tennis skirt and a school outfit. While
I was holding it she produced a short sleeve white blouse that was
almost completely see through.
"Nothing more flirty than seeing a bra through the shirt." She
commented. "And if you want, I have a pair of platform sandals that are
very in right now. They are not too expensive." Before I could answer
she left me holding the items and went to the shoe area.
On her return she placed a pair of pink platform shoes in the cart
without asking. "I know the pink really does not go with the skirt, but
I figured you would be a size ten and that is the only color I have them
in. Besides, they are so much fun to wear, I think it will be ok if you
commit a fashion oops, unless of course you were planning on going out
in them?"
"No, they are for home." I stammered.
"Perfect then!" she exclaimed.
As I was setting the skirt and blouse that I was still holding in the
cart, Rose was paged away by the cashier. "Have fun." She said as she
left me in the aisle.
The pink sandals did look like fun. They had a two inch solid bottom
made of rubber and the top although it looked like very shiny leather, I
was sure given the price was made of plastic. Three straps crossed the
toe area and a single thicker one would wrap the ankle. The buckle had a
little pink tassel hanging from it that would dangle when you crossed
your legs.
The cashier did not look any less bored as she rang up my things with a
comment. Giving me the required and not sincerely meant "Thank you for
shopping with us." Was the only response of any kind she gave to my odd
purchases. I guess they get all kinds here and I was just another one.
Closer to home I stopped and bought two cases of beer at our regular
place and then at a near by drugstore chain picked up a new pack of
razors and some shave cream. I am not heavily bearded and normally do
not bother with shave cream but I thought that for the first time
shaving the hairs on my legs, it couldn?t hurt to use some.
All my purchases complete I went home.
With all the clothing items laid out on the bed, including the ones
bought the day before, I carefully began cutting off all the tags.
Emptying one of my dresser drawers, I arranged all of the lingerie in it
and then hung the dress, skirt and blouse next to the maid?s uniform.
With my second new pair of high heels standing neatly on the closet
floor beside the first pair, I headed to the bathroom to get ready.
Rather than stand in the shower, I started the tub and shaved my face
while it filled. I decided to use the shave cream on my face for a
change, to get as close a shave as possible. Hen the tub was about a
third filled and I had finished shaving, I climbed in and lay back to
relax.
I knew that this was the turning point. All of the clothes I had bought
could be thrown out and I could still go through with the joke just by
putting the maid outfit on over my regular clothes. The joke would be on
Todd and it would end there. But if I shaved my legs, I knew I would go
all the way with this. I would don the heels, stockings, lingerie, all
of it and depending on Todd?s reaction, maybe the special "perks".
"Afraid you?ll like it?" The sales woman?s voice said.
"I think I already like the idea of dressing up.? I answered her.
"Not that. Afraid you will like giving Todd the special perks? Remember,
a little ass fondle, some titty squeezing and the occasional low job?"
said the other voice.
"Well Todd won?t really go through with that, it was just bravado." I
reassured myself.
The other voice said, "Really? And what if he does want that. He paid
for it you know."
I remained quiet. My hand however, moved lower to touch my cock which
had been nervously soft while shopping. I realized that in all the years
of living together, I had never seen Todd?s cock. Wondering what it
looked like, how big it might be and what it would taste like, made my
prick grow in my hand.
At some point I was able to shake those thoughts from my head long
enough to pick up the shave cream from the edge of the tub. Carefully I
spread it on my right leg and then even more carefully shaved that leg
bare. After repeating the process on the other leg, I moved up and
removed the few hairs that grew on my chest and belly. The thin growth
under my arms took a little longer as it was hard to see. The water in
the tub was cooling off by the time I had shaved the hair off of my ball
sack and trimmed the hair around my penis in a neat triangle.
Standing, I released the drain on the tub and turned on the shower to
rinse my smooth body clean. Out of the tub and standing in front of the
mirror I looked at the subtle yet dramatic change. My legs looked longer
and fuller, my chest was that of a preteen girl, small pinkish nipples
on slightly puffy mounds. My erection was the only sign of maleness I
could see in the mirror.
In the bedroom I opened my new lingerie drawer and gazed at the pretty
things waiting there. What should I wear? The question every woman asks
herself everyday. I knew that I was going to put on the cream dress, but
what would go nice underneath?
The black garter belt and stockings and bra were for the maid outfit and
I thought that the sheer white bra and panty would go best with the
skirt and blouse, the pink corset and matching gown was definitely night
wear and so that left only the light blue set.
I gently pulled them from the drawer and set them on the bed. Picking up
the bra I marveled at the feel. Probably nylon, it felt like satin. The
under wired light blue cups were solid on the bottom, with pads built in
to add lift and shape, while the tops were a delicate lace. Placing it
around my chest backward, I easily slipped the three small hooks
together and then turned it so the cups were in the front.
Awkwardly I pulled one of the straps away and maneuvered my arm through
it. Settling the strap on my shoulder, I did the same with the other arm
and then sat there savoring the feeling of wearing my first bra.
With my eyes closed I tuned in to the feeling of gentle tightness where
there had never been any before. The bra was snug but not tight, the
cups holding the small amount of breast flesh that I had. After a moment
I realized that it did not sit quite right so I held the bottom of the
right cup by the wire and with the other hand, reached in and pulled my
breast in and up a little.
After doing that to the other side it fit better but still not quite
right so I removed my arms and took the bra off. I shortened the straps
an inch and then put it back on, repeating the process of pulling my
breasts in and up. I closed my eyes and waited. My body was telling me
that the bra fit perfectly. Bless the sale woman!
The panties were next. Standing up, I loved the way the bra shifted,
rubbing my nipples into the lace, causing them to grow erect. Placing
one foot into the panty leg and then the other, I drew them up my legs.
They slid past my knees and then whispered up my hairless thighs. The
full back satin panty soon cupped my ass cheeks and caressed my hard
cock. There was a tiny bit of lace adorning the edges of the waist band,
but almost the entire panty was smooth satin. I wanted desperately to
touch myself, to stroke until I exploded in the panties, adding my cream
to their slipperiness, but I waited. First the dress.
Taking the almost ivory colored dress from the hanger, I unzipped the
front. The zipper went down to the waist and the dress itself went very
little farther. On it would fall to about mid thigh. A little
embarrassed by the shortness of it, I blushed. Stepping into it was easy
and putting my arms in the sleeves was a lot like putting on a shirt.
Drawing the zipper up caused the dress to pull in at the waist and snug
itself to my bottom. After modestly setting the zipper just above my
bra, I bent to get the three inch black high heels from the closet.
Bending made the dress fabric press the panty tight to my ass and the
soft crotch to slide excitingly on my cock.
Sitting on the bed was the same. I was very aware of the dress and the
panty moving like a kiss against my bottom. Placing the sexy shoes on my
feet and buckling the thin straps put to rest any doubts I may have
harbored.
I stood and smoothed the dress down over my hips and went to make sure
the house was clean for my new employer. I wanted him to be pleased
after all. If he was pleased he would surely want some of those special
perks, that I now knew, I very much wanted to give him.
Because I normally keep the house clean, there really was little to do.
In less than an hour I was finished so I spent some time carefully
applying the red polish to my nails. I had to redo two of them, but hey,
it?s not like I had ever done it before.
While they dried I just sat on the couch and enjoyed the feel of the
lingerie the heels and my dress. Admiring the saucy color of the nails,
I thought that if I wear the sandals, I will have to paint my toe nails
as well.
After my nails had dried, I lay back on the couch and began to caress
myself. I watched as my red tipped fingers slid over the small bumps
that were my hard nipples hiding beneath the dress and bra. The not very
girlish bump in my dress grew as the fingers pulled the zipper down far
enough to reach into the top of the dress. With my eyes closed I felt my
hand touch first smooth skin and then the lace edge of my bra. To my
hand it felt like every woman I had ever been with, soft breast flesh,
the bra and then reaching under it, a firm nipple begging to be touched.
I opened my eyes and looked down my body. A hand inside my dress,
rhythmically pushing at a nipple, long legs rubbing together inside the
cream dress ended in sexy high heels. Lifting my ass from the couch, I
pulled the dress up past my hips and began the slow journey down my
belly to stroke the hidden package in my panties.
Taking several of the tissues from the box I had been using when I did
my nails, I gently lifted the waistband of the panties and wrapped them
around the head of my cock. Easing the panty back down, I watched as a
woman?s hand caressed her very aroused pussy mound.
Squeezing and sliding, touching and rubbing, I continued to stroke the
panty covered cock that was now my clit. Dipping a finger lower, I
pressed the satin panty against my asshole, that secret place that I had
decided to give to Todd if he wanted it.
My legs bent at the knee now, were splayed open as I toyed with my dark
hole. Reluctantly I stopped teasing my ass and brought my hand back to
my cock. I placed my hand very lightly on the top of my cock and began
to hump into it.
To anyone looking in the window I would look like a wanton slut. Dress
hiked up one hand in the top of the dress pinching a nipple and the
other would appear to be buried in my panties as I thrust my hips into
my hand.
The thought of someone seeing me was too much and my cock exploded its
cream. Hot jets spurting mostly into the tissue but not all. I could
feel several spots of cum that had escaped the tissue land on my belly.
The hand that had stroked me off slid a finger into the wetness and then
raised that finger to my lips. With eyes closed, I greedily sucked in my
first taste of cum.
I wanted more.
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