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Bride of the Boss By Margaret Jeanette Judy Stimpson was sitting at her desk going over the last quarter's figures. They had made a profit but it was not as much as she had expected. She had bought this company a little over a year ago and wanted to see it expand. This was the lowest profit except for the second quarter after she took over. She had nine women and two men working for her. The nine women were doing their jobs excellently but Ted Martin and Tracy Holmen were just passing the grade. Ted Martin was one of those guys who came on strong but just passed when dealing with customers. He never pushed them to get more business out of them. Tracy Holmen was a very quiet sort. She thought about how he had said probably only about ten words to her since she got here. Tracy was responsible for correlating the work of the other employees. He just kept falling further and further behind. Many nights he worked over just to catch up. His desk was always the neatest one in the company but he just wasn't cutting it. He was a good employee except for his slowness. She decided it was time to have a talk with Tracy and summoned him to her office. When he entered she noticed his eyes were downcast and he didn't look her straight in the eye. She had never seen anyone as shy as he was. He sat in the chair in front of her desk and she noticed his shoulders were slumped. She saw he had that same sad look on his face that she always saw whenever she looked at him. He always looked like he had just lost his best friend. "I have just been going over the last quarter's figures, and we could do a lot better. Your work seems to be the slowest in the company. I would hope you could increase your speed, but maybe it would be better if you concentrated on some other area of work. I am not firing you, I just want to know if you think there is another area you would do better in. Do you have any suggestions?" "No. ma'am, I don't." He said in a very quiet voice. "Well, I would like to see you do a better job. I am wondering meanwhile if there is something else you could do for me." "Anything! You are the boss and I have to do what ever you say." "I want to try something. Here is a dry cleaning ticket for a dress I had cleaned. Go pick it up. The dry cleaners are in the next block. Bring it back here to me." She handed him the dry cleaner ticket and he left. She felt strangely satisfied. She wondered why she had sent him to get the dress, since she could have picked it up on the way home. Twenty minutes later he was back with the dress. She had him hang it on the coat rack in the corner of her office. "You know you've been here seven years and never missed a day. That is some record, but you just have to improve your speed at getting the reports out. While you were gone I had Janice do your job. She was caught up in fifteen minutes. Now do you think you can stay caught up for the rest of the day?" "Yes, there are only a couple of hours left. I will try my best." He tried his best but still worked over almost a half hour to catch up. Judy was leaving as he was, and she wondered what it would take to get him to work faster. "You didn't mind getting this dress for me?" "You are the boss and I have to do whatever you say." She thought about that, how he had said she was the boss. She liked his answer. She thought about the fact he was the most submissive person she had ever seen. The next day everyone was waiting for a report from him. Hilary went to him to see what the hold-up was. She watched as he read over a sentence and re-wrote it three times before going on. His reports were always accurate and hit the point but he was just too picky on how they read. She watched as he reread the report after it was done then went back and changed one sentence. She knew why he was always so far behind. He was just way to fussy about what he did. His desk was always the neatest one in the company, but he wasted too much time keeping it that way. She didn't know he had noticed her new dress and that distracted him for a bit. He had wondered what it would be like to wear a pretty dress like that. Hilary told Judy why he was always behind, and Judy agreed that he did do his job but was just too, too slow about it. She confided in Hilary that she wished she could think of something else he could do and still be an asset to the company. She asked Hilary if she could do his job for the last two hours of the day. Hilary told her it would be no problem. She called Tracy into her office. "I have another errand for you to do. I have ordered some things from Christy's Department Store. It looks like I am going to be working a little later, probably until about six, and they close at five. Do you think you could do me a favor, pick up a package there and take it to my house? Then if you could wait until I get there I would really appreciate it!" A peculiar idea occurred to her. It excited her. "If you can cook maybe you could start supper for both of us. I would like to have a talk with you. " "Sure, no problem. You are the boss, after all." She gave him her address and a key to get in. He left and she wondered what she could say to have him speed upon his job. He got the package and saw it was a new dress. On the way to her house he wondered what she wanted to talk about. He wondered if she just wanted to get him alone to fire him. He arrived at her house and was impressed by how large it was. He wondered why someone would need a house this big. Then he figured she must do some entertaining here. He found her bedroom and hung the dress up. He saw a matching slip, panties and a bra on the bed, and one other dress hanging in the closet, a plain black one. He noticed that on the floor were probably eight pair of shoes with only a pair of red and a pair of black heels. The rest were all flats. It all looked appealing. He went into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator and found a small pork roast. He looked around the cupboards and found a small roaster pan. He started the roast, then looked around for the side dishes. He found potatoes and in the freezer a package of frozen corn. He peeled the potatoes and set them on the stove. He put the corn in the microwave oven to be cooked later. He went into the living room and sat down and looked at a magazine. It was a 'Business World' magazine and not that interesting to him. He put it down and looked around. He found a carpet cleaner and did the living room for something to do. He kept an eye on the grandfather clock. He checked the pork roast and saw it was doing fine. He hoped she would be happy with it. He was worried that she would fire him if he made a mistake with anything. She arrived home and commented on how good supper smelled. She went to her room to change. She looked at the panties, bra and slip lying on the bed. They were truly very feminine, and fit in perfectly with the peculiar idea she had gotten earlier. She didn't know if she would act on it or not. She put on a pair of jeans and a plain blouse, then went back into the kitchen area and asked him what he was making. He told her, and she thought, now is the time to act on my idea. She figured she had nothing to lose, so she gave him an order. "I think I really like the clothes on the bed but I am wondering what they would look like on someone. Why don't you be a dear and go put them on as a favor to me." She was shocked as she said it, but was equally shocked when he went right away to change. As he went he wondered if she knew he was already wearing panties. She felt bitchy and wanted him to refuse an order. When he returned, he felt ashamed and couldn't show himself. She could glimpse just a hint of the slip outside the door, but it was not moving. She told him to come in so she could see what it looked like. He came in with his eyes downcast. She said that it looked really nice and that he should go put on the dress to go with it so she could see the full effect. Again she caught sight of the dress, but again it wasn't moving. She told him to come in and he did. She looked him over and couldn't believe he had put everything on as she'd said. She told him to go try on the heels to match if they fit. He returned and this time he came right in. She told him he looked just lovely. She asked him when supper would be ready and he told her anytime now. She told him to leave the outfit on but to put an apron on to protect the clothes. She told him there were aprons hanging behind the pantry door. He'd pleased her! He was in seventh heaven as he went to put on an apron, and the first one he saw was a full length gauzy white one with red lace trim. He put it on and set the table for two. He got the roast out, sliced it, and put it on the table. When he had everything on the table he called her to eat. She started eating and saw it was delicious. She asked him where he learned to cook, and he told her his mother had taught him. She asked if he liked to cook and he told her he did. She told him she saw the carpet cleaner marks in the living room and asked him if he had done that. He told her he had. She was impressed. Her mind started working. She thought about how nice it would be to come home to this every night. He was in the kitchen cleaning up. She thought about how nice he looked in her dress, and with that apron on he looked just the way a wife should look. She was used to bossing people around and began wondering, if she bossed him to the maximum, would he would take it? She knew he was the submissive type. He finished and came in the living room still wearing his apron. He was starting to untie it but she told him to leave it on. "You know, you look just like my idea of the perfect wife, except I think you need something else. Go into the bathroom and put on the lipstick that is on the counter" She giggled to herself as he left to do what she said. She felt peculiarly elated. She knew that if he actually put on lipstick she could convince him to stay as her housekeeper and cook. He would be more useful to her as a wife than as an employee at work. She knew she was pushing the limit but wanted to see how far he would go. He returned, and she saw he looked so feminine that for a minute she thought of him as a woman. His slim build made the dress hang just about right. She thought about how to put it. "Have you ever worn a dress before? You look so natural in it I just have to believe that you've worn one before." "Years ago when I was about ten I came home with my shirt and pants ripped and my mother was really mad at me and she dressed me in her clothes for about a week so I would take better care of my clothes. I learned my lesson, having to stay in the house and clean all day." "Then you don't mind wearing dresses? It doesn't bother you." "I would rather not wear them. I like my men's clothes. This dress feels so different when I'm wearing it." "Then why did you put that dress on?" "Because you are the boss and I have to do what you tell me. My salary just covers my expenses with no room for extras. I have about two hundred dollars a month left after I pay the rent." "Are you leasing a place or do you just rent by the month?" "It started out as a one year lease then it became a month to month thing. I have lived there for the last three years or so. I looked for a cheaper place but they were all so small I stayed where I was." "I have a proposition for you. You seem to be more at home here cleaning and cooking than in the office. I can't have a man living here with me -- people would talk. But you can move in here and do the cleaning and cooking for me if you want, as if you were my wife. It is completely up to you. I am not going to pressure you into a decision but you really do seem to be more at home here and do a better job than you do at work. You can move in here as soon as possible and start acting as my wife. What do you say to that? I'll pay you the same as I pay you at work. it's that important to me. Tonight I really enjoyed what you did for me. When I got home I felt bitchy because it wasn't a good day at work, but you made me feel different than I have ever felt before, and I like how I feel right now. You made me forget how bad my day went today." "Like I said, you are the boss and I will do whatever you say." She noticed he still looked down whenever he spoke to her. She continued, "No, I want it to be your decision. If you feel you want to continue at the office then you can. My offer won't change your status there, but you have to make the decision yourself." "I don't think I would mind working here for you. I do enjoy cooking and the cleaning wouldn't be that hard. I guess I can do it. I mean work here instead of at the office." Her words came out in a rush. "You realize I want to see you as my wife, not as my butler or cook. I expect you to look like my wife by wearing dresses all the time, and I expect you to make yourself pretty for me. That means you will wear make-up and everything. Do you think you can do that?" She was amazed when he replied. "I guess I can give it a try. I don't know anything about make-up though. The rest I would rather not do but if that is what would make you happy then I'll do it!" She got up and went and raised him into a standing position. She noticed she was a couple of inches taller than he was. She gave him a kiss on his lips and couldn't help but notice that he seemed to collapse into her arms. "Did you like that kiss?" "Oh, yes, I have never kissed a woman other than my mother before. It definitely felt different." She didn't know why but she realized she liked him. He wasn't the fastest worker but he made her feel good, better than anyone else she knew. She had never had a boyfriend and never kissed anyone as a sign of love but that kiss had started her thinking how wonderful it was. She felt like singing. "I am thinking that if you are to be my wife we will have to get married. Are you willing to be my bride?" Why was she carrying this idea so far? She didn't know, but it felt right. It made her feel powerful. "Oh, yes! I would like that! I didn't think I would ever get married because women scare me." "You do realize I said bride not groom, don't you?" "Yes, I heard you and whatever you want, that is what I'll do." "Good, you can spend the night here. You can sleep in the spare bedroom at the top of the stairs. I'll give you a nightgown to wear. Tomorrow I'll take you to work with me. It will be your last day there. I'll announce at the employees meeting that you have consented to be my wife. Does that sound all right with you?" "What ever you say." "Good, it's bedtime. I'll get your nightgown while you undress." He went to the spare bedroom and he couldn't believe there was anything else that could be pink. There was even a ruffled pink canopy over the bed. She went to her bedroom and picked a ruffled, lacy nightgown that she had bought on a whimsy and never worn, as it was too feminine for her. Her eyes got wider when she saw him standing in her bright red fancy panties. For a moment she felt strangely attracted -- she wanted him, right now. She handed him the pale pink nightgown and when he put it on she could see the darker red pantiees under it. She returned to her bedroom and took out the black dress, a black slip, black panties, black thigh high stockings and bra and laid them on her chair. She got a black patent leather clutch purse out and emptied his pockets into it. Then she chuckled as she put two tampons in it. She tossed the red lipstick he had used in there also. He slipped between the pink blanket and sheet and into bed. It was more comfortable than his regular bed. He laid there for awhile and thought about what was happening to him. He realized she came on strong but he didn't mind. He knew he had always let others lead him, and he didn't mind when someone else had to make the decisions. He wondered what being a good wife meant. He fell asleep in a happy mood. The next morning he was up early and he looked for a robe to cover his nightgown. He couldn't find one so he went down, put on the apron on he had worn the night before, and made a pot of coffee. He wondered if he should make some breakfast for her, and decided that he would. He looked through the cupboards and found a tray. He made a couple of slices of bacon and two eggs with jelly toast. He was amazed at how easy it was to find everything. When he entered her bedroom he was surprised to see her sitting up in bed looking at some papers. She smiled at him as he set the tray down. "You really do amaze me! If you were that efficient in the office I wouldn't be able to spare you. It looks like I am making the right decision, making you my wife. I laid out your outfit for today. It is on the chair over there." He looked at it and said, "I thought I would be wearing my regular clothes." "You are going to be my wife. There is no time like right now to start wearing the clothes my wife is going to wear. Now go get dressed. There is lipstick in your purse. I know the dress is dressier than normal office wear but that is all I have. Grab the black heels out of my closet to wear. He did as she said. He had reservations about it, but as he slid the black nylons up his legs he thought about how sexy they felt. When he was fully dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror. He definitely looked like a man in a dress even with the lipstick on. He went into Judy's bedroom and presented himself. She told him to sit down on her vanity bench, and then combed his hair, parting it in the middle and giving him some bangs. It did make a difference but she was thinking that it sure could be improved. She handed him a compact off of her dresser and told him to put it in his purse. She told him anytime she put her two fingers to her lips she wanted him to redo his lipstick. He thought she did that a lot. They were on their way to work when she saw him licking his lips. She saw he almost had all of his lipstick off. She told him there was a mirror in his compact for when he had to redo his lipstick. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and saw that the stuffing in his bra wasn't quite even between the two. Then she decided not very many people would notice that. At the office all the girls were talking about an awards show on television the night before. They all gathered in the meeting room and were sitting waiting for Judy to start the meeting. A few looked at Tracy and recognized him and wondered why he was dressed as he was. They stared at his purse on the table in front of him. Judy started out by telling him to put his purse on the floor next to him. She told of the last quarter's results and urged them to do a better job at getting the clients to increase their business with them. Then she looked directly at Tracy and put her two fingers to her lips. He reached for his purse and the compact and lipstick. A tampon fell out on the table and one of the girls laughed. He was applying lipstick when Judy said, "Today is Tracy's last day with us. He has agreed to become my wife. I know you all wish him the best. Let's give him a hand!" Everyone clapped and he was blushing. The meeting was over so everyone went to their desks. Cynthia asked him how he happened to be becoming her wife. He told her she asked him, and he left it at that. Ten minutes later Judy summoned him to her office. "On the first floor of this building is the Beautiful Lady Salon. I called them and explained what I wanted done. You are to go down there right now and they will take care of you. You'll look a lot more natural when they get done with you. Stop back in when you get done." He went down there and told them Judy had sent him. The lady was most solicitous, telling him to sit down by the shampoo sink. She shampooed his hair, then took him to her chair. She used the electric clippers and he felt her shave his head. Then she told him to relax. She thinned his eyebrows then added long dark false eyelashes and showed him how to apply eye shadow and eye liner correctly. Then she showed him how to put foundation and blush on. Then it was removing his lipstick and then outlining his lips and filling it in with lipstick. She left and returned with a long, curly dark black wig. She secured it on his head then showed him three ways he could change the style somewhat. He thought he was done when she took him in the back, had him undress to his panties and had him lie on a table. Then she waxed his entire body. He let out a yelp every time she removed one of the wax strips, but when she rubbed a soothing lotion on him he felt better. He redressed and thought it was over, but she stopped him and had him sit at a table. She clipped his nails real short, and then started to apply long false nails to his fingers, telling him the nails were silk wrap. He didn't know what silk wrap was until she told him they were top of the line. When she was done he had the shiniest scarlet nails he had ever seen. She declared him done and he left. When he walked back into the office no one recognized him at first. Then they all told him how sweet he looked. He went to Judy's office and knocked lightly on the door. He heard her say to come in and hesitated. He finally took a deep breath and walked in. "Wow! I can't believe that is you. You look so pretty. I never thought you would turn out that nice looking! I am proud of you. Did you enjoy it?" "Not all of it, but parts were really great. I think I can do my own make-up now but it is going to take practice. The lady was really nice." "I called Christy's store and told them you would be coming in to buy some new clothes. It's all set up. Go there and ask for Jennifer. She knows exactly what I would like to see you in. You can put all of your purchases in the car or have them deliver them tomorrow. Now go, she's waiting for you." He left and when he saw Jennifer he thought she should still be in school. He told her that and she laughed. She started by measuring him and selecting some bra and panty sets for him. They were all very feminine. Then she selected five lacy slips for him in various colors. Then it was stockings followed by scarves, some jewelry and a beautiful woman's watch which he put on immediately. Then she started on the dresses. She picked out ten of them and asked him if there were any he didn't like. He exclaimed that they were all pretty fancy and she told him Judy had told her she expected them to be the most feminine they had. Jennifer led him to the shoe area where she picked out five pairs of heels with two and three inch heel height. His eyes got big when she slid a pair of black patent leather heels on him that had four inch heels. She said they were for when he really felt sexy. He had trouble walking in them and she gave him a quick lesson, and ten minutes later he was walking fairly well in them. She suggested he change into one of his new outfits right there and he didn't argue She picked a red one with black lace trim at the edge of a front ruffle. She put two bracelets on his wrist and a beautiful necklace on him. Then she suggested he wear the four inch heels to impress the lady who ordered all of these clothes for him. He set it up for them to be delivered tomorrow. When he got back to the office everyone told him they were jealous of his new outfit. When he told them all that he had gotten they were speechless. For the first time since he had worked there he was having an extended conversation with his co-workers. All about clothing and styles, as if they were all women together. When he entered Judy's office her jaw dropped. She couldn't even think of what to say. She sat there in silence. He thought she didn't like what he was wearing. He asked her if he should take it back. "Definitely not! You look fabulous. You look like you should be a model or something. I love the way you look. How can you walk in those heels? I have trouble with three inch heels!" "The trick is to walk slow and put one foot in front of the other with the toes pointing straight ahead. Jennifer told me these heels were for when I wanted to feel or look sexy." "Well, you look sexy to me. You make me want to take the rest of the day off to play with you." She laughed. "Now you better leave or I am going to attack you right here. Go sit by your desk but take it easy. I don't want you to change anything!" He went and sat by his desk. It seemed funny to be sitting there for the last time. Hilary came and talked to him. "So, how does it feel to be the boss's wife? Are you two going to get married or what?" "I think I am going to be living there and doing the cleaning and cooking. I don't think she wants to marry a man in a dress. She needs someone to take care of her things and her house. It really didn't look that dirty there. She has a very comfortable bed in the spare bedroom." "You mean you spent the night at her house? Wow, you may be the quietest person I know but you really score big time!" "I don't know about all of this. I will just have to see how it goes." "Well, I wish you the best! You are a nice person and you deserve some good luck." He sat and wondered what Judy was going to have for him to do. He thought about the fact that he would be wearing dresses full time and it didn't seem too bad. He wondered why she had told Jennifer to pick the fanciest ones though. Two of them Jennifer said were for going out to special occasions and such. He was in deep thought when Judy called for him to leave. She had to call twice before he realized she was calling him. He got up and followed her to her car. In the car she told him he wouldn't have to cook tonight because he looked so nice they were going out to eat. She drove him to a supper club he never thought he would be eating in. Inside there was going to be a ten minute wait so they went to the bar. She asked him what he wanted to drink and he told her he never drank alcohol. She told him she knew exactly what to order for him. She ordered a cocktail for herself and a kiddy cocktail for him. He loved the cherries in his and she gave him the cherries from hers. He made a face as he tasted the liquor in her cherries. They were seated at a corner table and ordered. She looked at him closer and noticed his nails for the first time. She couldn't believe there was a man under all those clothes. "I called The Bridal Shoppe today and set up an appointment for you tomorrow morning at ten-thirty. I told them what I thought you would like for a wedding dress." "I thought you were kidding when you talked about my being a bride. But are you talking about marriage? You don't have to marry me to have me keep your house clean and do the cooking for you." "I know, but if you are going to live in my house you are going to be my wife and that means marriage. I want you to think of who you want for your maid of honor. I have definite ideas of how things are supposed to be. Do you have a problem marrying me?" "Oh, no. I would be very happy to marry you. I will be the best wife you could want!" He thought abou the fact he had never thought he would ever marry because of his fear of women. "Good then it's settled. Now, when we leave here I will take you to your apartment and you can get your things. Do you have much to get?" "No, it's a furnished apartment and all I have is some clothes. The owner lives upstairs and I'll tell him I am moving out. It's a basement apartment, but it was comfortable to me." She was glad he was talking more to her now. He seemed relaxed but she knew he had a ways to go yet. "Is there anyone you want to attend the wedding? Any relatives or friends?" "No, my mother is dead and I have a sister who lives in town and I haven't seen her in over a year. She doesn't acknowledge me as her brother. She always said I would not amount to anything. As far as friends go, there is no one I am close to. I kind of got used to living alone and not bothering anyone." She thought how sad that was. Then it struck her, that was why he had accepted her offer. He thought she was being nice to him. She wondered herself why she did it, but she wasn't going to let it bother her. After they ate she took him to his apartment. She wondered how anyone could live in such a small place. She did note it was immaculately clean. All he had was some clothes that he packed in a medium sized suitcase. She waited in the car while he took the key to Mr. Wilson, his landlord. Mr. Wilson didn't recognize him, then realized who it was when Tracy told him he was moving out. Mr. Wilson told him he'd been a perfect tenant and wished him well. Tracy climbed into the car knowing that part of his life was over. Judy told him that if all he had in the suitcase was clothes he could leave them packed. He said he would only get the picture of his mother out of the suitcase. He hoped she didn't look in there and see his other pair of panties. He thought about how his heart had raced when he had bought them. Back at Judy's she told him that she didn't expect him to slave over the cleaning but would like him to clean as much as possible. He sat and didn't seem to be doing anything. She saw, and in a way felt sorry for him. She asked him if it made any difference when they got married. He told her he didn't care as he wasn't planning anything major in the near future. She laughed at his nonchalance over getting married. She wondered if he was ever emotional, as he never seemed to change expressions much. She realized she had never seen him smile once. The next day he was at the Bridal Shoppe right at the appointed time. Mrs. Jenkins took him by the arm and had him try on four different wedding gowns. She asked him which one he liked the best and he said they all were fine. She told him he looked the best in the second one and she would recommend it. He told her that one was fine. She told him it would only require a minor alteration and it would be ready Thursday. He stopped and talked to Judy. He told her the wedding dress would be ready Thursday. She wanted to get married immediately. She asked him who he wanted as maid of honor. He said the only person he had ever talked to was Hilary. She called Hilary into her office. "Hilary, Tracy has something he wants to ask you. It is very important to him. Tracy, ask Hilary what you would like." "Hilary could you or would you be my maid of honor for my wedding?" He couldn't believe it when she said yes right away. She asked when the wedding was going to be and Judy told her it was going to be this Saturday at her house. Hilary said she would have to get a dress for it and asked what color would be best. Judy told her it was going to be a very small wedding so all she had to do was wear a nice dress. She asked Tracy what his favorite color was and he told her it was red. She said she would get a red dress for the wedding. He was stunned when Judy showed him a wedding invitation she had made on her computer. She told him she was making a copy of it for all the employees. She told him she would arrange for a caterer to cater the meal. Then she slapped her forehead and said how stupid she was. He wondered what she was talking about. She grabbed his arm and told him they had to go. In her car he still didn't know where they were going until she pulled into the courthouse parking lot. She told him they had to get a marriage license. A half hour later they walked out of the courthouse with the license in hand. He saw when she filled it in that after the marriage they would be known as Mr. and Mrs. Stimpson. He was taking her last name. On the way back to the office she told him not to worry about anything for the wedding. All he had to do is be there. He told her thank you, but didn't know what he was thanking her for. She let him out by his car and parked hers. He went home and started to do some cleaning. It was almost the middle of the afternoon, so he looked to see what he could make for supper. He found a large slice of ham steak in the refrigerator and looked in the cupboard and found some crushed pineapple. He was going to make his mother's favorite meal. Ham simmered in pineapple and its juice. He knew it took longer for the potatoes to cook than the ham so he peeled some potatoes and made some creamed peas. He remembered his mother as he cooked the supper. He managed to get the living room all shiny and cleaned besides doing the supper. He thought about how his mother had taught him how to clean and cook. He thought she would be proud if him. Then he wondered what she would say if she saw him wearing a dress and apron. At supper Judy raved about how good the meal was. She told him she would never be able to cook something like that. She asked him where he got the recipes for the ham and the peas. He told her it was his mother's favorite meal and she had showed him how she made it a lot of times. The more she found out about him the more she liked him. She thought she had made a pretty good choice. He in turn thought it wasn't a bad job if you didn't mind having to wear dresses every day. He was starting to like her more and more. He cleaned up and went into the living room by her. He wished he had the courage to speak about his feelings to her. He saw she had her shoes off and was flexing her feet. He went over and sat on the floor and started to give her a foot massage. She loved how he did it. The next day was Thursday and he did some serious cleaning. He cleaned rooms that looked like they hadn't been used in a long time. Then he remembered the wedding dress would be ready. He got to the Bridal Shoppe and Mrs. Jenkins met him right away. She told him the dress was ready and they would do a final fitting. When it was on Mrs. Jenkins declared it was a perfect fit. She then helped him by unbuttoning the back. He knew once he was in it he would be a prisoner in it. He took it home and hung it carefully in the closet in his bedroom. He sat on the edge of bed and stared at it through the open door. He didn't know if he could go through all of this. In a way he liked how the dresses felt but thought it was weird that she wanted hin in dresses. He went back to his cleaning. He had just about everything shining and bright. Then he thought the living room could use some rearranging. He started to rearrange the furniture. It was more than he expected but he finally got it done and thought it looked much better now. When Judy got home she was a little late and they sat down to supper right away. She told him it was a great day at work. They had picked up two new clients and both looked like they would be doing a good sized business with them. She told him she had hired a person to do the job he did before. "Your culinary talents never cease to amaze me. You can take anything and make it special. I really love coming home now and finding that I don't have to cook anything and the house looks spotless. You are a true gem and I am glad I found out where your real talent is." "Thank you. I didn't know cleaning and cooking were talents. I never cared for cleaning before but now I enjoy it." "You are the perfect wife as far as I am concerned." When she went into the living room and saw how it was changed around she told him it looked better now than it did before. He thanked her for the compliment. She told him he should make an appointment for a bridal facial for Saturday morning as the wedding was going to be at four Saturday afternoon. He told her he would and asked if he couldn't go to the Head Shop Beauty Salon. It was only two blocks away. She told him he could go wherever he wanted. Friday he touched up all the rooms. He wondered if she had ever been in some of them. He made her baked trout with almonds for supper. He wondered if she was as nervous about tomorrow as he was. When she walked in she was singing low to herself. He thought she had a good singing voice. She again praised his cooking ability at supper. He thought she didn't seem the least bit nervous about the upcoming wedding. That night he had a hard time falling asleep. He wondered if he should tell her to call the whole thing off. He knew he liked her a lot but he wondered if it was love or not. He thought about it, how he would do anything for her, how he was already doing everything for her, and decided he really did love her. He fell asleep with a smile on his face. Saturday morning he made her breakfast, and she told him that he should make a very light lunch for the two of them. He left for his facial. At the beauty parlor, he started to relax as the girl worked on his face. He was enjoying her gentle touch. She styled his wig in a completely different style and put glitter in it. When she was done and he looked into the mirror he couldn't believe it was him. He looked so beautiful. The bill was fifty-two dollars and he tipped her ten dollars. While he was at the beauty parlor Judy thought about how he was such an excellent cook and housekeeper, and also about her feelings toward him. She still remembered that first kiss and how great she felt. She wondered why she got those feelings when she kissed him. She wondered if this was really true love. Then she wondred why she had put him in dresses and decided he didn't seem to mind so she let it go at that. Back at home he made a light lunch for them. They just started to eat when Judy said, "I don't care what anyone says, I am going to marry the prettiest bride in town today! You really do look fabulous! I can't believe it is you!" He blushed and thanked her. After lunch he cleaned up real good and something that had never happened before happened. He was tired in the middle of the day. He decided to lie down and take a short nap. He slept until a little after two. When he awoke he realized he'd better start getting ready for the wedding. He started by taking a shower and afterward spraying himself with a floral smelling after-shower spray. Then he went and put on his fancy powder blue panties with the wide white lace. Then it was the long line bra. He inserted his breast forms and put on his white garter belt and then slid the white nylons up and fastened them. He wondered if she knew that he liked the feel of the clothes he was putting on. There was a light knock on his door. He asked who it was and it was Hilary. She came in, and she was dressed in the brightest red knit dress that he had ever seen. He told her she looked beautiful. She told him she was here to help him get ready. She helped him get the long full length petticoat on. When she looked at him she saw he had tears in his eyes. She asked him what was wrong and he told her he didn't think he could go through with it. "All brides feel that way. You'll get over it. This is your big day. You are the star! I have been a bridesmaid for five weddings and every one of the brides felt just like you. You'll do great. Just take a deep breath and we'll get your dress on." She helped him get the dress on and commented on how all bride's dresses had so many small buttons up the back. She got it all buttoned up and then helped him get the headpiece/veil on. She got it pinned in place and had him look at himself in the mirror. She told him that was one beautiful wedding dress, and it wasn't cheap. Hilary looked at the clock and saw it was five minutes until the wedding was supposed to start. She urged him to take a deep, deep breath. At exactly four they exited the bedroom. Hilary was carrying his dress train. As he went down the open stairway he was a vision of loveliness. He was walking very slowly and taking very short steps. He saw Judy and she was wearing a black silk pantsuit that made her look almost like a man. He thought she looked beautiful anyway. He stood beside her as the minister started. He noticed the minister called her Jude, not Judy. When it came time for the vows to be exchanged he agreed to be her lawful wedded wife. When it was done and Judy lifted his veil to kiss him she saw he had tears in his eyes. It was the first time she had ever seen him show any emotion. She wondered if they were tears of happiness or sorrow. She gave him a good kiss to the applause of everyone there. She felt the same tingling in her body as before and was so very glad things had worked out like they did. Everyone came and told him what a beautiful bride he was. He mumbled thanks to everyone. He was overcome with emotion for the first time since his mother's funeral. He couldn't describe his feelings. They had a wonderful wedding supper and too soon everyone had left and the two of them were all alone. Judy took him in her arms and gave him a big kiss. He was happy and also glad it was all over. Judy handed him a small envelope and told him it was for him. He opened it and found a debit card with the name Tracy L. Stimpson on it. Judy told him there was a thousand dollars in the account right now and that she would monitor it on-line and make sure there was always money in it. She led him to her bedroom and unbuttoned the back of his dress. He got it off and was going to take it back to his room. Judy told him he was now going to share her bed and he didn't need any bedclothes tonight. She was in bed before him and he gingerly crawled into bed with her. He wasn't sure what to do but when she took him in her arms and kissed him he felt a shiver of delight. No one had ever invoked the feelings he was now experiencing. She broke the kiss and told him, "You are my wife so you will never put that thing between your legs in me. Someday you may be able to use your tongue on me but I don't think it will be soon. Our love making will have to consist of anything else. I hope you don't mind." "No, I don't mind. I am not sure of what to do anyway." "All you have to do is be a good wife and follow my lead. I will teach you all you have to know. You know you were a very pretty bride. I never thought you would look as beautiful as you did today. I saw the tears in your eyes when I kissed you. Were they tears of joy or tears of sadness?" "I am not really sure. I don't know why I had tears in my eyes. I think they were tears of joy. I do know I am proud to be your wife." "Thank you and I am proud that you are my wife." They kissed and fell asleep in each others arms. The next morning he was up before her and had breakfast and read the Sunday paper before he heard her get up. When she finally entered the room he asked her what she wanted for breakfast and she told him she wasn't hungry. They opened their wedding presents and were surprised by some of them. They spent the rest of the day relaxing. She told him she had emptied out one side of her closet for him to put his clothes in and he told her he would do that tomorrow. Things were going great between them until three weeks later. At four in the morning he was up in the bathroom throwing up. She heard him and hoped it wasn't anything serious. At seven when she woke up she heard him in the bathroom again. When he entered the bedroom she saw he was white as a sheet. He crawled back in bed and she told him to stay in bed and get some rest. He told her it was only a touch of the flu but he felt terrible. All day at work all she could think about was him. She knew she was getting closer and closer to him. She finally admitted to herself she loved him. Then she questioned their relationship. She managed to come down to the fact that he was enjoying his role as wife in their relationship. That night when she got home he was still in bed and she saw his bucket on the floor next to the bed. She saw he had been sick some more. He was sleeping and she thought he looked like an angel sleeping there. She was in the living room and she heard him being sick to his stomach again. She went in to him and asked if he wanted to see a doctor and he declined. She was worried about him. The next morning he was still sick. She told him if he wasn't better by tomorrow morning she was going to see that he went to see a doctor. He didn't argue with her. All morning she wondered about how he was doing and thought about how their relationship had developed. She didn't know why she had done what she did. It bothered her so she made a call to talk to someone about her feelings and her relationship with him. When she got home she saw he was in his nightgown and sitting in the recliner in the living room. He told her he had just eaten some hot cereal and it was staying down. She felt much better that he was feeling better. The next morning he was up before her and had some breakfast made for her when she got up. He told her he still felt weak and she told him to take it easy today. The next morning he felt great and she breathed a sigh of relief. She knew now for sure she was in love with him. He went that day and did some shopping. He stopped at her office and when she asked why he was there he told her he missed her, and also he had found a perfect present for Hilary for being his maid of honor. He left her office and went to see Hilary. He handed her a small box and a card. She read the card and it said, 'To Hilary, A gift that expresses how I see you. Signed Tracy'. She opened the box and found a ceramic angel with the name Hilary printed on the banner it held. She got tears in her eyes and gave him a hug, telling him it was beautiful. She called the rest of the girls to her and showed them the card and gift. They all said how nice and beautiful it was. He blushed at their remarks. She told him she never knew he was so romantic and that if he ever left Judy to look her up. Their romance continued to move ahead, until three weeks later when Judy came home he noticed she wasn't talking during supper. She always told him about her day, but tonight she wasn't saying anything. He worried that something was wrong. When they were finished with supper she told him she had to have a serious talk with him after he cleaned up the dishes. He could tell by the tone of her voice it was something serious. He worried that he had done something wrong and she was angry with him. He took his time cleaning up, not wanting to face her and hear some bad news. Finally he had to go and hear what she had to say. When he was sitting near her, she said, "What I have to say isn't easy. Give me a couple of minutes to try to figure out how to say it." He sat and wondered what was so hard to say. He wondered if she wanted to call it quits between them. Finally she was ready to speak. "For the last three weeks I have been seeing a psychiatrist about my feelings and about our relationship. I have to tell you where I was coming from and why I did what I did. When I was twelve my father came home drunk and crawled into my bed. He raped me and ever since then I vowed no man would ever put his thing in me again. The psychiatrist told me I have a hatred of men that I have to get over. I put you in a dress because I was using you to get back at all men. What it comes down to is that I was afraid any man would take advantage of me and I was going to make sure that didn't happen. You just happened to be the one I chose to take it out on. I am really sorry I did that to you. You can go back to wearing your men's clothes if you like. I love you. I don't deserve you. You are so good to me and I made you into something you probably detest. Today the doctor told me that he thinks he can get me to where you will be able to make love to me as a man does to a woman. I don't know if I am ready yet but I will let you know when that time is. You can go change if you want to" "I think if you don't mind I will continue as we are now. It is funny but I am feeling comfortable in dresses. I really love being your wife. I love you and you know I would do anything for you. Do you really want me to go back to my men's clothes?" "I will tell you the truth. You look so lovely in your dresses I hate to see you change. If you want to stay in dresses it is all right with me." He got up and went over to her and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips and whispered that he loved her. That night in bed they kissed each other tenderly. He had never known why she'd made him wear a dress, and now that he knew why, he wanted to help her all he could. The next day he thought about what she had told him the night before. He knew it hadn't been easy for her to tell him that. He tried to think what he could do to help her but couldn't come up with anything. That night at supper she was back to normal, telling him all about what had happened at work that day. He felt more relaxed with her than ever before. He still wondered what he could do to help her get over the hump of her problem. The next morning he got an inspiration. He hurried up on his cleaning and decided to make a special supper for her. When she came home she was surprised to see him in a formal red dress and wearing the four inch patent red heels. When he served the supper she knew it was something special. She couldn't take her eyes off of him, he looked so sexy in his outfit. When they were done eating she told him to leave the dishes and follow her. She went to the bedroom and slowly kissed him and undressed him. They got onto the bed and after the longest foreplay he finally slowly and gently entered her as a man to a woman. She came twice before he was done. He was surprised at how he had done what came naturally, how everything had gone so smoothly. He had worried that if the time ever came for him to make love he would not know what to do, but it was beautiful. He marveled at how easy it was. In the afterglow she thanked him profusely for helping her get over the hump. She surprised him when she said she never knew it could be so great. He knew then that nothing was ever going to come between them and for the first time she saw him smile. (c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette