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Working for Relatives
By Margaret Jeanette
Sarah Strong was visiting with her mother. As they sat and talked
her mother steered the conversation around to Sarah's husband,
Mark.
"Where is Mark? I thought he'd be here."
"He's busy. I asked him to clean the bathrooms and you know he's
a perfectionist when it comes to cleaning."
"I figured as much. It looks like you wear the pants in your
family."
"Mark is so good to me. I know he isn't the athlete you think I
should have married but he makes up for it in other ways."
"I just think you could have married a more masculine man. He's
about as masculine as a lace doily. You know you wear the pants
here, so what should he be wearing?"
"He's masculine enough for me. Because he's soft and cuddly
doesn't mean he isn't masculine. He takes good care of me and that
is what's important to me. He doesn't have to be sports minded or
a weight-lifter to show me he loves me."
"He is a secretary for God's sake. A secretary to a woman. Most
secretaries wear dresses don't they? He might as well be wearing a
dress for his job and for what he does around here. He does the
cooking and cleaning doesn't he?"
"He does the cleaning because I don't care to and he is an
excellent cook. That doesn't mean he should be wearing a dress.
Look at the great chefs; they are just about all men. As far as the
cleaning goes, because he's good at it doesn't mean he belongs in
a dress."
"I don't care what you say. If I had my way he would be wearing
dresses. You say he's soft and cuddly? Then he should be in a
dress."
Sarah saw she was losing the argument so she steered the
conversation in a different direction.
Mark entered the room and told Sarah he had finished the
bathrooms. He was still wearing the pink rubber gloves he wore when
he was cleaning with chemicals.
"See, he's wearing those pretty pink gloves. He should be wearing
something to go with them. Pink is for women not men!"
"That don't even deserve an answer!"
His mother-in-law saw him blush when she made the remark about
pink being for women.
Later when he asked what that remark was all about Sarah
dismissed it as her mother's fantasy. She did however imagine what
he would look like in a dress.
Two weeks later he came home and said his boss was being let go
in a downsizing move. He said with no boss there was no job for
him. He said next week was his last week. He told her they were
going to pay him his salary for the next five weeks as a separation
package.
Sarah told him they really didn't need his income and he
shouldn't worry about anything. He felt glad she was taking it so
calmly.
His last two days, his boss was gone so he used his time making
phone calls to any place he thought might have a job for him. He
had no luck, as all of them said they too were looking for places
to cut their help.
His first two days at home he cleaned the house real well. Sarah
noticed how nice the house looked and told him he did a super job.
The third day dragged for him and he was bored. He couldn't even
find anything on the television to occupy his mind. He took an
afternoon nap but it only lasted twenty minutes.
That night he told Sarah how long the day was and how he wished
he could find a job. He said any job would be all right.
After supper Sarah was talking to her mother, and when she told
her how he wanted a job so badly her mother said she had a couple
of projects he could do. Sarah said he'd be there at eight tomorrow
morning.
When Sarah told him about the job he said he knew her mother
didn't like him, but he agreed to see what he could do.
The next morning Sarah dropped him off at her mother's house. Her
mother told him today she wanted to move some furniture around, and
rearrange the living room and the four season's room.
He started by removing the lamps and articles on the end tables
and coffee table into the next room. Then Sarah's mother had him
move the easy chair over by the door to get it out of the way. He
wrestled it to where she wanted it. It took all of his strength but
he got it there.
He opened up an area against one wall where she said she wanted
the sofa. Then when he tried to move the sofa, he couldn't. Finally
Sarah's mother came and lifted one end with ease, saying she knew
he was a weakling. It took some time but they got it in place. He
got the end tables in place and she then told him to put the coffee
table in front of the sofa. It took all of his strength to get it
in place but he did.
When it was almost lunchtime, Sarah's mother told him to make
some lunch, some toasted ham and cheese and some soup. He found the
makings and soon it was ready.
She told him he did a good job on lunch and he felt maybe she was
changing her attitude toward him. Then she saw a grease spot on his
shirt, and said that he should have worn an apron. He said it would
wash out, but she said she wanted him to wear one of the aprons
hanging on the back of the pantry door when he was cooking from now
on.
He had to clean up after lunch, then it was back to the living
room. It took some time but it was done when Sarah was due to show
up. When she came in she commented on how nice the room looked.
At home he said maybe her mother wasn't as bad as she seemed
sometimes. Sarah was glad the two of them were getting along better
now.
The next day they tackled the four season's room. Mark had
trouble with many of the heavy items he was supposed to move.
There were five very heavy pieces to move and two of them it took
both of them to get moved where she wanted them.
At lunch he made cube steak sandwiches with soup. He wore a
full-length apron that completely covered his clothes except for
his sleeves. Sarah's mother spotted a grease mark on his sleeve.
She had to mention it.
By the time Sarah picked him up the room looked completely
different from before. Her mother told her she could use him
tomorrow to help clean.
The next day he started cleaning the main bathroom. When Sarah's
mother saw several spots on his shirt she said he had to change
into something old to save his clothes. She gave him a plain white
blouse and a pair of black slacks she said was old, good enough for
cleaning. He changed into them to avoid an argument.
Sarah's mother let him change back just before Sarah was about to
arrive. That night he told her about her mother having him change
clothes to clean. Sarah passed it off as her mother's idiosyncrasy
and told him to let her mother have her way. He said he didn't know
if he could take much more of her mother. She told him he better do
as she says because she's going to pay him for his help.
The next morning Sarah's mother asked him if he could make some
finger food for a bridge party she was hosting this afternoon. He
said he could, that it would not be a problem.
She told him to follow her, and he followed her into the bedroom
next to hers, and when she opened the closet and took out a dress
he said he wasn't going to wear that.
"Oh, yes you are! If you don't like this dress then I can get you
a maid's uniform! You are doing the job of a maid, are you not? I
am just making you look like the job you are doing. Now, let's get
this on you!"
"I want to go home right now!"
He couldn't believe it but she grabbed his arm and was pinching
it to the point it hurt quite a bit. He still refused to wear the
dress. She swung his arm behind his back in a hammer lock and told
him she would break it if he didn't agree to put it on. He still
refused, and she pushed up on his arm harder. He started to get
tears in his eyes and finally agreed to put it on.
She released him and told him to strip. She went to the dresser
and got some things out. He took his shirt and slacks off with his
back to her, and was in his under shorts when she told him to get
them off also.
"If you hadn't argued with me it would just have been the dress,
but now you're going to wear everything!"
Soon he found himself in panties, a stuffed padded bra, slip,
nylons and the dress. She produced a pair of two inch heels and
then led him into the bathroom where she applied lipstick to his
lips. Then she unzipped a case on the counter and took out a long
black wig which she put on his head.
"There now you look like you should. Don't forget to put on your
apron before you start cooking. Don't worry, you look just
delightful!"
He looked in the mirror and couldn't believe he had allowed
himself to be dressed like this. He was mortified. But he did head
for the kitchen, and put on the apron and started cooking.
He was taking the third batch of stuff out of the oven when she
came over to him. She tasted the three things he had made and said
they were delicious. She told him to make some lunch for them and
he did it. She noticed he was much more passive now.
After he had cleaned up from lunch she told him to follow her.
She took him to the bedroom and had him change into a one piece
black dress trimmed with white lace. Then she slid a multi-layered
petticoat up under the short skirt. When she tied the small lacy
apron around him he realized this was a maid's outfit.
"My guests will be arriving soon. You will answer the door and
let them in. Then you will serve them the treats you made this
morning. Do you understand?"
"I can't do that! How will it look?"
"You will do that. If you don't I will let them all know you are
my sissy son-in-law! Do you want me to do that?"
"No, I want to go home right now."
"You are going to do as I said or you will regret it. Now, I want
to see a smile on your face as you do as you are told or I will
take drastic action. Are you going to do it?"
"I guess I'll do it." He said with the sound of defeat in his
voice.
She led him into the bathroom where she sprayed him liberally
with perfume, telling him he now smelled the way he should smell
all the time. She told him to give her a curtsy and he shot her a
dirty look but did it. It wasn't perfect but was passable. She told
him he should go a little deeper. He did and she approved.
"A curtsy shows respect for those above your station in life. I
expect you to curtsy to all of my guests whoever they are. Do you
understand?"
He nodded that he did, and she was all smiles. She let him go
into the kitchen. He wasn't there five minutes when the doorbell
rang. He answered it and curtsied to the two ladies standing there.
They came in and the first thing they asked is when she got a maid.
He heard her tell them she just hired one.
The next lady arrived and he recognized her right away as the
town's leading socialite. When she asked about him he heard her say
she just figured she could use a maid. The socialite asked if she
could borrow her for some of her parties and he was aghast when he
heard that it was entirely possible that could be arranged.
The women started their bridge game and he was serving them,
curtsying often. It wasn't going so bad for him. He was surprised
that none of them saw him as a man. He was serving the last of the
treats just as the game was ending, and he was then told to make a
big pot of tea, which he did. The women sat and just talked. Soon
they were leaving.
They left and he was cleaning up the mess when he was told to
heat up the leftover tea and serve it in the dining room, with two
cups and the sugar and creamed on a tray. He wondered about the two
cups, then decided she was going to have a cup with him.
He had lost all sense of time, and was totally surprised to see
Sarah sitting there when he entered the living room.
Her mother said, "I took the liberty to change Mark's style a
bit. This is how he should be dressed all the time. Now, greet my
guest like I told you."
He curtsied to his wife and said, "Hello, Sarah."
"That isn't how you greet a guest in my house. Sarah doesn't live
here anymore, so you will greet her as 'Ms. Sarah' or 'Mrs Strong'.
Now do it properly."
"Hello Mrs. Strong," he said, feeling humiliated to have to
curtsy to his wife. He was especially humiliated having her see him
like this.
He was also shocked when he heard her mother tell her she was
sending some dresses home with them for him to wear when he came to
work. He was more shocked when Sarah said he looked cute in his
uniform. She said his blushing showed he should be wearing blush,
so he'd have that look all the time. That made his stomach jump.
Her mother excused herself and told him to come with her. She led
him to the bedroom and selected four dresses for him to take home.
She selected one dress for him to wear home. Then she told him to
put the other dresses into the car.
Sarah meanwhile just sat there. She felt disgusted that he would
let her mother put him in a dress, and especially that he had
curtsied to her. She could feel the anger building up in her. She
knew he was stronger than that. She wanted to punish him. Both of
them.
He got the uniform off and put the dress on, wondering why he
had to wear a dress home. That tempted him to look for the clothes
he'd worn there that morning, but he couldn't find them. He put the
dress on and soon had the other dresses in the car.
They were on their way home when Sarah said, "I can't believe you
let my mother put you in a dress, and a maid's uniform no less.
She gave me some money to get you more clothes she said you needed.
How could you let her put you in a dress?"
"Your mother is strong and she was willing to break my arm if I
didn't change clothes. I told her I wanted to go home right then,
but she persisted and I had to agree to wear a dress. I lost all
track of time and before I knew it you were there. I would have
demanded she let me change back before you got there. I looked for
the clothes I wore there this morning but I couldn't find them. I
don't want to work for your mother any longer."
"Do you have another job to go to? I think not. You will continue
to work for her as long as you don't have another job."
"How am I supposed to get one if I am always working for her?"
"That is your problem, not mine. Now that I have seen you in a
dress you might as well wear one. We are going to stop and get you
some more things that you need. I expect you to co-operate and not
get surly or obstinate."
He felt sick as she pulled into a parking stall in frond of a
store called Everything Feminine. She told him to follow her, and
he had never heard her speak to him in that voice before. It was a
commanding voice.
She led him inside and soon was talking to a saleslady. She said
they needed some things for her sissy husband. The saleslady said
they had everything they would need. The first thing she got was a
pair of gel filled breast forms. She had the saleslady glue them
on his chest and then measure him for the clothes he was going to
get. He was shocked when the next thing was a corset that had a
sheath to bend his penis back. The saleslady had it on him and
tight in minutes. He was taking short breaths when the saleslady
came and tried a bra on him. Soon he was coming out of the dressing
room in different dresses for Sarah to see how he looked in them.
She picked every one of the most feminine. Then it was over to the
jewelry counter, where his ears were pierced and soon he was
sporting two studs in each of his ears. He thought he was going to
throw up but didn't.
When Sarah picked out some dainty nightgowns for him he knew she
was going to carry on where her mother left off. He was shocked
that she was doing this to him.
They left the store and she said she still had money left from
her mother to spend on him.
He asked why she was doing this to him. She didn't answer him
right away then carefully worded her answer.
"You allowed my mother to dress you in a dress. Every time I get
a sniff of your perfume it disgusts me that my husband would smell
like that. You might as well reconcile yourself to the fact that
you are going to wear dresses for some time. I had hoped you would
stand up to my mother but you allowed her to do whatever she wanted
to you so now you can stay that way."
He didn't know what to say. He felt mortified that Sarah was
taking this to this level. She parked in front of Adult Pleasures.
Inside she told him to look around to see if anything caught his
eye.
He was looking around and didn't see her pick up a two- headed
dildo. Then she saw a gold pin that read 'I am a male sissy.' When
she called him over by her and had him try on a pair of locking
pumps with a five inch heel he felt devastated. She said if he
didn't act like a proper lady she was going to get them and he
would be wearing them until it was natural for him to be in them.
He was happy when she put them back.
They checked out and she pinned the pin on his chest. He was
blushing when he read what it said. As she drove she told him she
still had some money left. He didn't think there was anything else
she could get him, but he was wrong.
She soon had him in a hair and nail place, getting false nails
put on his fingernails. They were the longest ones available. When
he left he sported bright red nails that shone like crazy in the
sunlight.
At home he had to put away the dresses from Sarah's mother. He
felt he was going to be sick, and could hardly breathe with the
tight corset confining his body. He knew he had to do something but
wasn't sure what.
Finally he got up the courage to speak to Sarah. He went and said
they had to talk. Sarah said he didn't curtsy and that unless he
curtsied she wasn't going to talk to him. He curtsied.
"I have to talk to you. Your mother planned this whole thing. Now
I know you are looking at me differently. I can see why that would
happen. I still love you but your love for me has changed. I know
your mother has worked on you about me and a person can only take
so much. First, let me say I am not going back to your mother's.
You can do what you want, she is your mother. Secondly, I want out
of these dresses! I don't care what your mother says or wants but
I am not going to continue wearing dresses. You can do what you
have to do. I do not care anymore. If you can't go along with this
then maybe we weren't meant to be. I am sorry it has become this
but I have reached the end of the road. If I had noticed the time
I would have demanded your mother let me change back into my
regular clothes before you got there but that is water over the
dam."
They then sat without saying a word for the longest time. He was
sure she was going to tell him it was over. She thought about what
to give him for an answer. She had never seen him like this.
Finally she said, "I still love you. I know mother planned the
whole thing. I just can't believe you went along with everything.
As for not going back to mother's, that isn't the answer. You have
to go back and face her and convince her that you are all man. Not
a physically strong kind of man but all man in any case. Now,
tomorrow you are going to mother's and you have to face her. I do
believe we were meant to be or I wouldn't have married you. I do
not want to see us split. We can work our problems out together,
and to hell with the rest of the world if that is what it takes.
How does that sound?"
"I think it makes sense, but I have no idea what to say to your
mother. Do I have to wear a dress tomorrow?"
"I think that would be wise. Wear it as if you enjoy wearing it,
and show her that she isn't punishing or changing who you are
inside."
"I think I can do that. I do like that red and blue patterned one
-- maybe I can wear that one tomorrow."
"That's a good choice. I think that one is the most feminine, and
you can wear the red heels with it. I hope you can bring mom down
a peg or two. She has been so dominant she thinks she is the law
about everything. You will have to watch what you say because she
will grab any weakness and turn it on you."
"I know that. I have no idea what I am going to say but I am
definitely going to say something to her. Can I get out of this
corset now? I can hardly breathe."
"Come on to the bedroom and we'll get you out of it."
In the bedroom she helped him get undressed. She convinced him to
keep the panties on and to try on a nightgown. She chose a silk one
with lots of trim. She could see the bulge in front of the gown as
he stood there, and she asked him what he thought about wearing a
nightgown.
"It is sure different feeling. I kind of like it. It feels so
light and comfortable."
"I am going to tell you that you can wear whatever you want. If
it feels good, do it! I'm also telling you that if you want to wear
a dress it is all right with me."
The next morning he dressed in the red and blue dress. When he
looked in the mirror he was satisfied with how he looked. It was
Saturday and Sarah was off. Her mother had said she needed him to
clean for a party she was holding that evening.
Sarah dropped him off, telling him she would pick him up at two.
He dreaded facing her mother but he was determined to call her
bluff. When he entered she told him he looked just darling. He
thanked her and started cleaning the living room. Then he moved to
the four season's room. He was finishing up there when she told him
to fix some lunch for them.
He fixed a delicious lunch for the two of them. As he fixed it he
was forming what to say to her. Then when he was setting it on the
table, he knew what he was going to say.
"I have something to say and I expect not to be interrupted as I
say it. I think this is the last day I will be setting foot in this
house. I can not go on with this charade any longer. I love your
daughter but that doesn't give you any rights over me. Your
daughter and I are happy with our marriage and we don't need your
interference. Your impression of me doesn't mean anything any
longer. I want you to give me back my men's clothes and allow Sarah
and me to get on with our lives. You have taken advantage of both
of us and if you were any kind of a mother you would not have done
what you did to me. I feel sorry for you that this is the only way
you can relate to me. I would like to think of you as a good person
but you have wiped that idea out of my head. I have always felt you
didn't care for me and you have proved it. I am not the athlete you
wanted your daughter to marry but I am giving her the love she
deserves and that is what is most important to me."
Sarah's mother stopped eating and sat looking at him. He waited
for the explosion and figured he was going to get a real tongue
lashing. She didn't say anything for over ten minutes, just taking
small bites out of her sandwich.
Then she said, "You are right. I did think you and my Sarah were
mismatched. I did take advantage of both of you. I don't know why
you allowed me to put a dress on you in the first place. I never
thought about having any rights over you but you are right, I do
not have any rights over you -- only those you allow me. I did want
my Sarah to marry someone more masculine than you. You are soft and
physically weak but I now see you do love Sarah the way I had
hoped. The fact that you said you are giving her the love she
deserves shows me that maybe you are the right husband for her.
You can change right after lunch. Please accept my apology for what
I did to you. I thought you were a weakling and now I see you are
stronger in an area where it really counts. I am not totally sorry
for putting you in a dress because it took that for me to get to
know the real you. I can accept who you are and what you are if
that is any consolation to you. You do know you look very pretty in
that dress don't you?"
They both laughed and the tension between them was gone. They had
finished eating by then, and when he stood up Sarah's mother gave
him a hug. He felt like the weight of the world was off of him.
When Sarah came in to get him, she smiled when she saw him in his
shirt and slacks. She was more surprised to hear her mother.
"Sarah I have to apologize to you. I interfered in your marriage
and it wasn't right. I was wrong in assuming that Mark was a
weakling. He has proved he is a man and should be treated as one.
I now know he loves you the way I think a husband should love a
wife and I am glad you married him."
"Thank you mother! I am glad I married him and it did bother me
how you saw him. I must admit that I did get carried away when we
were shopping for dresses for him. I couldn't believe he would let
you put him in a dress!"
"You have to admit he does look nice in a dress, and he did an
excellent job as my maid. But now I see he has strengths that I
never realized, and I am glad the two of you are married to each
other."
They left, and as soon as they were in the car Sarah wanted to
know what he had said to her mother. He gave her a thumbnail
version and she laughed.
"I have never known my mother to apologize to anyone. You got her
to apologize to both of us. I never thought I would see that day.
You are great and I want you to know I think you are going to make
a great father."
"What's this great father bit?"
"I wanted you to be the first to know, I was at the doctor's
today and you are going to be a father."
The news was totally unexpected and he was in a blur. Finally he
came out of it and told Sarah he loved her.
Then he shocked her by saying, "Turn around! We have to tell your
mother!"
(c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette
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