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I had been working for Numpty Enterprises for a couple of months. I was
fortunate to get in on their MBA Graduate scheme which involved work
experience around the association with extended college classes. This was
great work wise, but I didn't really get to know many people well.
Today though, I'd got chatting to Lynsey. She was on the same scheme and we
realised that I passed her house on my way into work. This was opportune as
her car was being serviced and she would have had to work late until her
brother could pick her up. Ever the gentleman and a sucker for a pretty face I
offered her a lift home, aiming to impress her in my TVR 350. This was a
grade-A bird puller, babe magnet and quite a good sports car as well!
The day had been bright and warm, but was one of those Spring days when the
nights are still cool. I offered to drive with the roof down which she gladly
accepted, she knew a lot about cars and ran a MX5, a similar concept but in a
different performance league, so I took the opportunity to 'give it some' (the
car!) on the bypass. The smile on her face showed she was impressed.
As she gave me the directions to her house it was my turn to be impressed.
There was a gatehouse set back from the main road and then a long drive which
curled around the hill, what on earth was this place? We crested the shoulder
of the hill and then saw the house, not enormous but Adam style in a square
with a Doric columns supporting a canopy in front of the door, beautifully
laid out grounds even an ornamental lake. I pulled up short of the house to
take it all in. It seemed rude to have the TVR's V8 burble disturbing the
peace and quiet so I cut the engine.
"Do you like it Jack?" she asked with a smile.
"Amazing!"
"Everyone says that," she replied. "I love it every time I arrive, we're so
lucky."
"So the next question is....do I address you as Your Ladyship or Your
Majesty?"
"Ha Ha! It's good to have a bit of respect from one's subjects dontcha know."
"And?"
"Oh my nothing quite so grand. Daddy won the lottery, 15 Million quid. We've
been here 4 years now, we don't actually own the whole of the estate, a lot of
it was divided up or leased out. The advantage is that the grounds are
preserved and we can afford to run this building without the expenses of the
whole estate lands. The gate house you passed on the way in belongs to someone
else and we own the drive plus 10 meters on each side, the house, outbuildings
and gardens and my personal joy the tennis court and swimming pool."
"Wow again. Well Lady Lynsey, I'm impressed, I can see you get the benefits
without a lot of the hassles. I would just love to have my own tennis court
too."
"You play?"
"As often as I can, which hasn't been much recently."
"Ahaa, I can play whenever I like but finding a partner is the problem. It's
not like there's someone next door to call over." She paused. "You wouldn't
have time for a game or two would you?"
"I have nothing booked for tonight but I have no kit with me, I don't think
playing in a suit would be a good idea."
"True. Well we've got plenty of racquets and balls. If I could sort out some
clothes and shoes would you be OK?"
"Oh yes, absolutely!"
"Hmm I'm just thinking Jack, as you're about the same size as me, it would
have to be some of my stuff. Is that OK?"
"Yes I should be OK with that." What did she mean I thought? Must be a pink T-
shirt or something.
"Great, park at the side, Mum and Dad are away tonight, but they like to keep
the front clear of cars."
We went in through a side door, the house had a small inner courtyard that
made the whole place very light. "What do you think?" she asked.
"Very nice, can I look around?" There were some parts of the building with
scaffolding and decoration equipment but the front seemed to be beautifully
restored
"Yes of course, but if we are going to play I think we should do that first,
as the light will fail soon and it might get too cold."
"Good point."
Lynsey lead the way up the grand stair case. "These are my suite of rooms,
grand eh? You take the guest room here. There's a wardrobe with hangers for
your suit and a robe on the bed. The en-suite is just through that door if you
need it. I'll get changed and bring you some clothes through. My room is just
down the corridor."
"Thanks," I said a little nervously. She closed the door and left him to it.
'In for a penny,' he thought and stripped off his clothes down to his boxers.
There was a soft towelling robe on the bed and he was quick to get it on, he
didn't want to be caught with his trousers down....
She returned after what seemed a long time but what was probably only a few
minutes. She was wearing a sleeveless cotton tennis dress with a thin pink
cardigan, her long hair tied back in bunches with ribbons. He also noticed she
was wearing those natural coloured tights that have a slight sparkly sheen,
short white socks and Dunlop green flash tennis shoes.
"Does my outfit pass muster?" She smiled and flicked up the skirt so he could
see her ruffled tennis knickers.
It's always a shock when you see someone out of work clothes for the first
time. "You certainly do, have you got some for me?" he replied.
"Well yes, I do hope this will be OK with you. You remember you said you'd be
OK wearing my stuff?"
"Err yes?"
"Well all I could find that might fit was the same outfit." She laid out the
same outfit on the bed, not just the dress but everything the same.
"You're suggesting I wear a dress?"
"I'm sorry it's all I could find, my shorts would never fit you, they're tight
on me."
"I didn't realise you meant this, I mean I've never worn a dress, I'm not that
way."
"I'm sorry, it was a silly idea and rude of me to think of it. I just don't
get to play very often. I thought that with our place being private you might
just go for it." She looked like she might cry.
Oh heck, we were getting on so well and now I end up feeling I've let her down
he thought. Go on lad what's to lose, chalk it down as another experience.
"Don't be upset, it was just such a surprise. You are right, there is no one
else about, what harm can there be? I've no idea what a sight I'll be though?"
"No I can't expect you to, it was a silly idea."
"I'll do it don't worry, now where do I start?"
"Thank-you Jack, you're so brave. I think you should swap whatever you are
wearing for the knickers and then put on the tights."
"Why the tights?"
"They'll keep our legs warm and stop us from getting cramp."
"Seems reasonable I suppose, new to me though."
"Swap your underwear, I'll turn away and then I'll help you with the tights."
He was soon ready and she showed him how to bunch up the hose and draw it
carefully up his legs. He quite liked the feel of the tights on his legs, they
were heavyweight and stretchy, fortunately he didn't have much hair so his
legs looked OK. She also had him pull on the ruffled knickers over the tights.
"Now for the dress...but first arms up." She dropped a cami-top over his head.
"That'll stop any chaffing!" The top felt so smooth and silky and fitted
gently to his chest. Then she had him step into the dress, it was identical to
hers and after he put his arms in she zipped it up at the back. He finished by
putting on the socks and tennis shoes, they were a little tight but he'd
manage. The dress touching his legs was an electric feeling and it's short
length left him feeling very exposed.
"Now let's look at you." There was a mirror in the room but he wasn't angled
to see himself yet. "Hmm. The dress is not hanging right and I must do
something with your hair. Wait a moment and don't move."
He heard drawers opening in her room and she was soon back. She combed his
hair into a centre parting and had enough to make two bunches which she
secured with white scrunchies. He was surprised when she unzipped the dress a
little and then filled the cups of the cami with some padding, quickly zipping
it up again and looking at him with approval. "And now the final touch, pucker
up!" He did it without thinking and she produced a red lipstick which she
quickly and accurately applied.
"Hey! Too much," he jokingly exclaimed.
"Couldn't resist it, you look so smashing it was the finishing touch. Now what
do you think?"
She turned him and in the mirror he saw two girls in tennis whites. He was no
supermodel but quite convincing, 'good legs' he thought. The padding she had
added later had given him a bust and she was right, the dress did hang
properly, although this really made him feel weird.
"Well I never would have thought....."
"You look lovely, let's get out on court it'll get too cold soon. I've got the
racquets oh and here's a cardy until you get warm." She handed him a pink one
similar to hers.
They picked up the equipment and left by another door on the other side of the
house. It felt really odd to be so exposed. Lynsey went first and he enjoyed
the view of her rear in the short dress until he realised that anyone
following him would be getting a similar eyeful.
The light had begun to fade so Lynsey switched on floodlights, that had the
effect of making the surroundings darken and he felt more comfortable that no
one else was around.
They warmed up and then played some games. Lynsey was a strong player and he
found himself playing hard after initially giving her chances. She took the
first set 6:4 and they were 3 all in the second when a car came up the drive,
its headlights illuminating his car as it parked up.
He didn't take it in at first as they were concentrating on the game but
Lynsey exclaimed crossly, "That's my brother Brian's car, he wasn't supposed
to be home until midnight. I just hope he'll ignore us."
Jack looked around, there was nowhere to hide. "What about me? What shall I
do?"
"Do? Do nothing, he'll probably leave us alone, anyway he'll be completely
fooled by your disguise, there's nothing to worry about."
They heard voices, Brian clearly wasn't alone. The voices faded and they
relaxed and went back to their game. They had played another two games and
were at 4 all when the court gate opened and Brian and another lad entered,
both carrying racquets.
"Can we join you?" he asked
"We're in the middle of a set, 4 all," Lynsey replied
"OK we'll wait." They sat down beside.
Jack thought Lynsey would get rid of them but she seemed to accept they would
stay and join in. Being watched by the boys put Jack right off his game and
Lynsey took the last two games easily.
"Gotcha, two sets to love but that was a good workout thank-you Ellen."
Ellen?! Oh yes! He looked down past his 'breasts' at his legs shimmering in
the court lights. Ellen I am.
"Well are you going to introduce us?" Brian and his friend cam onto the court,
they were both wearing jeans, sweatshirts and trainers and looked like they
expected to play with the 'girls'. "You remember Steve from the darts team?"
"Hi, yes hello Steve. Brian, Steve this is Ellen, we are on the same career
scheme at work." 'Ellen' nodded in acknowledgement.
"Nice to meet you. You girls up for a mixed doubles?"
'More mixed than you might think,' thought Jack.
"I think we've played enough tonight, thanks," replied Lynsey. "Thanks for the
offer though."
"Aw come on we're here and ready, it's not often we get a chance for a mixed
and with such lovely ladies as well." Brian was very keen to play tennis and
Steve seemed very keen on Lynsey from the way he was looking at her.
Jack was surprised when Lynsey capitulated. "OK just one set or we'll be worn
out."
She came to the net and beckoned 'Ellen' to talk. "Sorry about this, it's
probably the easiest way to get rid of them. After one game hopefully they'll
keep playing and you can get away."
"I'm very uncomfortable about this," Jack replied.
"I understand, but they're convinced you are Ellen and if we withdraw
gracefully you'll be OK." Lynsey used her winning smile and Jack gave in
again.
Unsurprisingly Steve made sure he was with Lynsey and Brian seemed pleased to
be with 'Ellen'. Both the lads were very pleased with the view they got each
time the 'girls' prepared to play!
The set turned out to be quite evenly balanced and eventually Brian and
'Ellen' won out 7:5. Brian came up to 'Ellen' from behind put his arms around
her and laid a surprise kiss on her cheek. Jack was left flustered and
blushing after that.
"Well boys I think that's enough for us, that's our third set tonight. You
continue if you want." Lynsey put their racquets away in the covers and walked
off arm in arm with 'Ellen'.
"Hold-up, how about a drink at the Kings Arms to celebrate?" Brian was
following them off court.
"No we'll just have a cuppa thanks." Lynsey tried to brush off her brother.
"I insist, come on sis just one, how about you Ellen?" Jack didn't want to go
of course but didn't want to speak much either so he just shrugged his
shoulders. The boys took this as acceptance.
"But there's no time to get ready," replied Lynsey
"Come as you are then." Brian was really keen. "I want to celebrate our
victory."
"Oh all right one drink then, but we'll have to put some trousers on first and
freshen up. Give us 10 minutes."
"OK, sorted." Brian and Steve were now walking with them they weren't going to
be easily shaken off.
Jack and Lynsey escaped to her rooms. "I can't do this," said Jack.
"Of course you can and I need someone with me. I've been trying to get Steve's
attention for ages, I think the short dress did the trick." Lynsey was quite
insistent.
"But what about me?" Jack wasn't happy.
"Look at yourself, you're glowing, my brother has been ogling you all
evening."
"But what if...."
"I'll look after you, honestly I won't let anything happen. You've been a
great pal tonight, just do this one more thing for me. Please? Look you can't
just change and leave now, how would we explain that? I don't think you want
to arrive home at your mum's dressed like that either. Now the best defence is
attack, I'll freshen our makeup and make you really bonny and we'll put on
some trakkie bottoms to preserve our modesty. Slip off your frillies and come
through to my bedroom."
'This definitely wasn't in his plan,' he thought he'd been getting on well
with Lynsey, but she now seemed to see him as a girlfriend and he was to be
gooseberry while she chased another lad. That said he was in too deep to
easily extract himself, she was right, he couldn't just leave while the boys
were about.
Lynsey's idea of trakkie bottoms were more like running tights or leggings but
at least they were dark blue with two stripes, so Jack felt a bit more
'covered-up'. After they had washed their faces Lynsey applied a little eye
shadow, mascara and blush to both of their faces, finished off with a glossy
red lipstick. "It doesn't come off if you're kissed," she teased him, Jack
didn't laugh. She handed him a purse and they set off.
They met the boys in the hallway and Brian led the way to his Audi Saloon.
Steve made sure he and Lynsey were in the back and Jack ended up in the front
passenger seat alongside Brian.
It seemed to take longer to negotiate the drive from the house than the
distance to the pub along the main road and they were there in 5 minutes. The
pub was quite crowded and they stood by the bar as Brian went to order.
"Now ladies what's your poison?"
"White wine spritzer for me," said Lynsey.
"Same for me," squeaked 'Ellen'.
The boys had bitter, Jack would much rather have had that.
Fortunately (or not) a small 4 seat booth came free and the 'girls' squeezed
in followed by the boys. This seating arrangement left each couple sitting
very close together which was just the way the boys wanted it in fact they
soon had their arms around their girl's shoulders as it was actually more
comfortable. Jack was sure he'd felt Brian's hand 'accidentally' brush his
legs as they were sitting down but now he could feel it on his thigh rubbing
the tight Lycra material.
They made conversation for a while and Jack began to relax a little despite
Brian's hand occasionally wandering back onto his leg. The drinks were
finished and Steve got up, "My round, same again girls?"
"Not for me thanks, I only came for the one drink." Jack wanted to get moving,
out of these clothes and away from these boys.
Once again he didn't get support from Lynsey who was concentrating all her
attention on Steve. It was as if she had forgotten his situation. "Go one have
another, you can stay over, you don't need to worry about driving."
"That's very kind but I really must..." Then she leant across to 'Ellen' and
whispered, "It'll be easier this way, Brian sets off for work very early
tomorrow then we'll be clear."
"I insist," said Lynsey forcefully. "Now what are you having?"
"In that case, same again and thanks for letting me stay," Jack said it but
really didn't mean it.
Lynsey got up to help Steve with the drinks leaving Jack with Brian. Steve met
a friend at the bar and instead of coming back to sit down he brought the
drinks over and stayed with Lynsey at the bar.
Brian chatted to 'Ellen', they talked about work and how 'she' had met his
sister. He seemed genuinely keen on tennis as well. After a while he got up.
"Gotta go to the little boys room, be back in a minute."
That left Jack on his own, it wasn't too bad but he noticed several blokes
eyeing him up. He knew that if he'd seen a girl dressed like he was he'd have
given them the eye as well.
Brian wasn't away for long but one of the lads saw his opportunity and sat
down.
"Hi, not seen you around before. I'm John how are you doing?"
"Fine thanks." 'Ellen' was nervous of the intruder.
"Boyfriend abandoned you?"
"He's not my boyfriend, but..."
"Not your boyfriend 'eh, so you're free then are you?"
"No it's not like that, I'm with my friends."
"Fine friends if they've abandoned you. What's your name then beautiful?"
"I think you should just leave, Brian will be back in a moment."
John didn't take the rejection well. "What's wrong with me, not good enough
for you?" His manner became more aggressive.
"I didn't say that, I am just happy with my friend's company thank-you."
'Ellen' was getting worried now and trying to diffuse the situation with
politeness.
"Excuse me that's where I was sitting." Brian had returned.
"Well excuse me but it's taken now," replied John.
"I think the lady wishes you to leave. Please." Brian was polite but he wasn't
asking.
"She's with me now mate, you abandoned her." John turned away from Brian and
roughly planted a kiss on 'Ellen's' lips. She pulled away and screamed as
Brian reached in and dragged John from the booth. Then it all went black....
As Jack came round the room spun and his vision was slightly blurred. "She's
coming round, thanks heavens. Ellen, Ellen, how are you love?" Lynsey was
stroking his face.
'Why are they calling me Ellen?' thought Jack. Then he gradually realised
where and what he was. He was sat on Brian's knee and he had his arms around
him for support.
He gradually focused on Brian's face as he bent over to kiss 'Ellen'. Brian
had tears in his eyes "I'm so glad you're OK, you had us worried there. Here
sip this."
A glass of iced water was pressed to his lips. That helped and the reality of
his situation became clearer. It felt very safe on Brian's knee but also very
frightening if the truth were to be discovered.
Lynsey spoke to her again. "OK now ELLEN?" She was making sure Jack knew the
score. "That oaf knocked your head against the seat. Come on let's get you
home."
Brian gently picked 'Ellen' up and carried her to the car putting her in the
back with Lynsey. Back at the house he carried 'her' into Lynsey's bedroom and
laid 'her' on the bed. "I'll take over from here," said Lynsey. Brian looked
disappointed. "Go, she'll be fine."
Lynsey removed Jack's clothes apart from the knickers, cleaned his face and
slipped a nightgown over his head. Then she gave him a headache tablet, tucked
him into her double bed, got herself ready and joined him.
He eventually drifted off and in the morning found himself in her arms.
"Hello sleepyhead,"she said
"Thickhead more like," he replied. "Remind me not to play tennis with you
again."
"The tennis was good!"
"Agreed, it was the little extras that were the problem."
"So you're not keen on dresses then?" she smiled.
"Strangely comfortable I have to admit. I didn't mind when it was just us."
"I know and I was horrible to you chasing Steve like that."
"Now how do we unscramble this mess? Your brother cuddled and kissed me, he
was worried about me but that me doesn't really exist."
"No you're right, I did think of continuing to dress you up but you don't want
that and we wouldn't want him to find out your secret. Unfortunately I don't
think you can come around as Jack either, there's a rather distinctive scar on
your forehead! I've told Brian that Ellen wont be calling again anyway as
she's been transferred to the Leeds office and this was our last night out. He
was a bit upset but he'll get over it. Leave him a thank-you note, that'll do
it."
"OK but that means we're finished doesn't it?"
"Well we didn't really get started properly, did we? Put this robe on and
we'll get some breakfast."
"What about Brian?"
"Don't worry, he's gone to London this morning, he'll not be back 'til late
tonight."
Breakfast and some strong coffee revived Jack and after clearing up they
returned to Lynsey's room.
"It would be nice to have one last game before you go."
"But what would I wear?"
Lynsey smiled wickedly.
"OK then, one last time, bring Ellen back."
Lynsey dressed him again much the same as the previous evening apart from her
insisting on 'Ellen' wearing a bra this time.
They played three sets again. This time Jack managed to win but it was a close
game. This time the weather was warmer and they were both sweating hard when
they finished.
"Mum and Dad have a double shower you know...."
"Sounds nice."
"Very nice."
Lynsey and Jack enjoyed the moment. Jack was definitely not her girlfriend
this time.
They continued to see each other as friends at work but they did not feel
comfortable in pursuing a relationship in case Brian found out. This went on
for some months until one afternoon Jack received a call at work.
"Hi! Lynsey here fancy a game of tennis at my house?"
"Isn't there a problem?"
"Brian's been posted abroad for a year, he left this morning."
"Interesting! I'd love to but I haven't got any kit with me."
"That's OK, I've got some you can borrow...."
"Would that be as me or Ellen?"
"You choose, but I do like you in those ruffled panties......"
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