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The Contest Part 4
How could she do this to me? I thought as I stood there looking at
her. I thought she might just be joking but the look on her face
dispelled that notion.
"Judy, you can't expect me to kiss a guy. Please don't make me do
that. I'd die."
"So, what's it going to be? Are you going to make sure Mike enjoys
the rest of his evening or will we all have a good laugh at your
plight? The choice is all yours, but if I were you, I'd do my best to
show Mike I'm interested in him and there's nothing better to do that
than a little kiss."
"I don't believe this is happening to me, but you leave me little
choice except to play along with your demands. What other option to I
have? I will do my best. I promise."
As I spoke, Judy reapplied her lipstick and then sprayed some
perfume into her hair. Turning to me, she asked if I wanted to use it
too.
"I would if I were you. It may help heighten Mike's interest in you.
And Patti, you will kiss Mike won't you?"
Knowing I could not risk being exposed I nodded my assent and Judy
sprayed me liberally with her perfume.
"Yes, I'll try to kiss him. I will." I said wondering if I were
completely losing my grip on reality.
"That's my girl! Ok, Patti, let's go. It's show time."
As I walked across the room I was suddenly aware of my vulnerable
position. The sway of my dress, the clicking of my heels and the
aroma of my perfume all made me very aware of my feminine appearance.
I would need all of this and more to keep my secret from being
unmasked. Somehow I would have to not only be feminine, but enticing.
Mike would not only have to think of me as a woman but a woman to
whom he is attracted to; a woman he would want to hold tightly on the
dance floor. And now I would have to be kissable as well. Even in my
current situation I knew I was really heading for unexplored
territory.
Before tonight I have never even been out on a date with a man,
never have danced with a man and certainly never kissed a man, except
my father when I was a child. And I knew Judy's request wasn't for me
to have a father son type kiss with Mike. And if I didn't do this, I
risked total emasculation with Judy telling them both the horrible
truth. So I was left with two horrendous choices. Either, be exposed
as a man to both Tom and Mike or to be found to be a desirable woman
by Mike. But both Judy and I knew what choice I would make already.
While neither choice was desirable, I knew being exposed would ruin
me. I couldn't deal with these two guys discovering I was really not
a woman especially after spending so much time with them already.
Mike may even react violently since his manhood was impugned. My only
choice was to become even more feminine and sexy to keep my secret
safe. When we made our way back to our table, I smiled at Mike as I
slid next to him. My conversation was more animated than before as I
tried to show him I was interested. I was also drinking a bit more to
help calm my nerves and give me the courage I needed.
When a slow song played, I knew this could be my best opportunity
for the little romantic interlude that Judy so desperately wanted.
"Mike, I just love this song. It's one of my all time favorites."
Fortunately, he took the cue and asked me if I'd like to dance. I
quickly agreed. He held my hand as we made our way to the dance floor
and I realized I had never danced as a woman before. My right hand
met his left and he slipped his right hand around my waist. I've
always enjoyed dancing so I just closed my eyes and followed his
lead. Surprisingly, I felt more at ease on the dance floor than I did
all evening. I wasn't sure if it was the music, the alcohol or Mike's
strong arms, but I felt almost relaxed. So relaxed that I actually
rested my head on his shoulder as we swayed to the soft music. When
the song ended, I sexily said to Mike or at least I hoped it sounded
sexy.
"Thanks Mike for such a lovely dance. You're very light on your
feet. I really enjoyed it very much."
Deep down inside me I was so embarrassed trying to act sexy with
some man, but I knew it worked as he looked deeply into my eyes and
began to move his lips towards mine. He gently kissed me. I could not
even comprehend all of this. How could I be out on a dance floor
dressed as a woman and being kissed by a man? How could any of this
be happening? But regardless of all those feelings I knew I had to
continue to play the role. So, I responded to his kiss as eagerly as
I could. Mike kissed me more deeply and drew me in close to him.
"I enjoyed it too, Patti. But to tell you the truth, I enjoyed that
kiss a heck of a lot more," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
As we made our way back to the table, I wondered if I had made the
right choice. Each decision I had made recently was taking me further
and further into a feminine persona. Perhaps it would have been
better to let Judy tell them the truth so I could regain my male
status. Sure it would have been embarrassing for the moment, but it
would have ended this charade. Instead, I now had to endure the
discomfort of knowing that I just let a man kiss me right in front of
my wife. I had to deal with his inevitable advances since he now
thought I was interested in him. I had to continue to play the
demure, feminine woman as my wife did the exact same thing. So many
emotions were raging through me at the same time, but fear, jealousy,
and worry were at the top of my list.
As we rejoined Tom and Judy at the table, Judy smiled at me and said.
"Looks like you two kids are getting along very nicely. Tom, isn't
it nice that Mike and Patti are hitting it off?"
At that point I knew she saw Mike kiss me on the dance floor. So I
also knew my secret was safe.
"Yes. It sure is."
Knowing that Judy would not tell the truth about me allowed me to
relax a bit more. Plus I'm sure the drinks had an impact on me as
well. All four of us danced a few fast numbers and then we each
danced one slow number. Fast dancing was better, but it still felt
strange to be out on the dance floor dancing in open toed high heels
and a sexy dress. But wearing those things helped me remember the
role I was playing, but despite the heels and the hosiery, inside I
still felt like a man. It was a strange, strange sensation. I was
caught between two very different worlds and those two worlds were
surrounding me. And they were about to collide.
After another round of drinks we decided to call it a night and we
all piled back into the car. I didn't realize how tipsy I was until I
practically fell into the back seat of the car. I laughed nervously
as I noticed that my dress was almost up to my waist. Mike was
getting quite a show and I'm sure he was thinking that he would like
to slip his hand up my dress, but I knew that could not and would not
happen. He'd likely kill me if he discovered my secret hidden safely
in my thong. My laughter soon turned to reality as I felt his one arm
behind my back and his other hand resting above my nylon clad knee.
It was such a unique experience to be the girl for a night. Before I
would always be the one expected to make the first move, but tonight
I just sat there and waited. And like most guys, Mike didn't make me
wait long. During the drive home, Mike pulled me over to him on one
or two occasions and kissed me loudly. I knew Judy had to hear the
sound of our lips and mouths pressing together. As our lips met again
and again, I felt strangely excited. I always enjoyed kissing but
this was a totally new and foreign experience. My excitement was
tempered by the knowledge that my wife was sitting very close to Tom
in the front seat.
I had a strange feeling that Tom had his hand high up on my wife's
thigh, but I couldn't be sure. I was very sure, however, that they
kissed at one traffic light. Their long kiss was only stopped by the
sound of a horn honking after the light changed to green. What the
hell was she doing kissing some guy right in front of my eyes. I
didn't like the fact one bit that Tom was kissing my wife. But I had
my own worries, as Mike's hand slowly started moving higher up my
thigh. I quickly placed my hand on his and stymied his advance. Thank
God, he got the message and stopped.
When we parked into front of our house, Tom got out of his seat to
hold the door open for Mike and me to exit. I began to wait for Judy
to get out and she told me she'd be in shortly so Mike walked me to
the front door. I thanked him for a lovely evening and prepared
myself for the inevitable good night kiss which by now was nothing
new. Mike took me in his arms and kissed me tenderly.
Once inside the house I breathed a sigh of relief. I could finally
let down my guard and relax. I sat down on a chair in the foyer to
await Judy. After a few minutes I heard her and Tom on the front
porch and I was positive he kissed her goodnight too. Then the door
opened and Judy came in as well.
"Wow. That was some night. I can't believe we pulled that off." She
said with a sigh.
"What do you mean we pulled that off? I think I was the one on the
spot all night. You're used to being a girl. I'm not. And knowing
that, you didn't make things any easier. I can't believe you made me
dance with Mike and kiss him too. You don't know how awkward that
was. I hated it. And then to make matters even worse, you had to go
and kiss Tom. I can't believe you kissed him right in front of me
like that. I'm surprised that you didn't let him pull off your dress
too. And I know he had his hand on your leg too, didn't he?"
"So what if he did? It's my leg, not yours. And yes he kissed me but
not as much as Mike was kissing you. You make me laugh. I only asked
you to kiss him as a test. I never thought you would actually kiss a
man. I mean who would have thought their husband would actually kiss
a man? But you're just full of surprises, aren't you, Patti? And then
did you just kiss him once? Not you. You practically made out with
him the entire night so don't you dare lecture me, Missy. If anyone
should be upset it's me. What kind of man acts the way you are?"
"This entire episode really proves what I suspected all along.
You're a natural at this. I mean how many husbands could have done
what you did tonight? Not too many. I mean some guys may look ok in a
dress, but you looked and acted good enough to fool two men all night
long. Some men may know how to mimic some feminine actions, but you
were able to sit, talk, eat, dance and kiss a man all without a
hitch. And most men would never be able to sit quietly and watch
another man seduce his wife but not you. You just sat quietly in the
back seat, didn't you?"
"But oh yes I forgot. You were too busy making out with your date to
worry about what I was doing so don't you dare lecture. And yes if
you must know, Tom did touch my legs and you know what? I liked it. I
liked having a MAN touch me. So, you just better remember your
current role as the maid in this household. You're the maid now.
You're no longer the jealous husband or even a MAN. I'm still the
boss. Do you understand me, Patti?"
"Yes. I know. I'm sorry. It's just that I love you and it hurts me
to see you with a man."
"Yes. Did you notice you said with a man? Most men would have said
it hurts me to see you with another man. Its just adorable how you
are really starting to recognize your true, feminine self. I'm going
to bed. Starting tomorrow I expect to see you back in your maid role
so make sure you are properly dressed in your uniform. And don't make
too much noise. I may sleep in a little late. Just have the coffee
brewing when I get up. Good night."
Sleep was difficult that night. I had a lot to mull over: my dating
adventure, my kiss, my wife's dating adventure and kiss, my
continuing role as a servant and everything else running through my
head. I awoke the next morning and after dressing and getting made
up, I picked up my dress and lingerie from last night and picked up
Judy's as well. I did some laundry and then made some coffee and
fresh juice for Judy.
She arose around 9:30 and joined me in the kitchen. "Good morning,
Patti. You can pour me a cup of coffee. I left a few outfits on the
bed that I need you to iron. I'm having lunch with Tom today and I'm
not sure which outfit I want to wear, so you'll have to iron both of
them. Oh, and when I'm gone I want you to give my bedroom and bath a
thorough cleaning. Fresh sheets, spreads, the new curtains and bath
set. I need a change."
She needs a change. What a joke that is. I'm the one who needs a
change. I'm running around as her maid and she needs a change. She's
having a lunch date and she needs a change. I'll be cleaning and
scrubbing her room and bath and she needs a change. I wanted to
scream and rebel but I couldn't. I wanted to tell her she couldn't
have lunch with Tom but I couldn't' so, I just said, "Yes, madam."
I finished cleaning the kitchen and most of the laundry then decided
I better iron her clothes for her lunch date. She had selected two
summer outfits, two skirts and two summer tops. One skirt was short
and one was long. While I enjoyed ironing most of the time, I felt
extremely emasculated today as I stood ironing her clothing. I mean
ironing is one thing but how many husbands iron a skirt and top for
their wife to wear out on an afternoon date? Not too many! Judy may
have been more right about me than even I realized.
By the time I finished with her clothes, Judy was finishing her
shower and starting to get ready for her luncheon date with Tom. It
was like a repeat of last night's preparation. Much time was devoted
to her hair, her makeup, her body lotions, her scent and finally her
outfit. And while she was doing all of this I was on my hands and
knees scrubbing her bathroom tile and floor. When I came out to get
the mop, she was finished dressing. As I expected, she selected the
short mini skirt with the light beige shell top. Summer sandals and
her tan legs completed her sensational look. And her perfume filled
the entire room with a sexy scent. She looked refreshed, pretty and
alive. I felt sweaty, tired and drained.
"So, how do I look?" She said as she stood in front of her full-
length mirror.
"You look very nice. Actually you look hot."
"Thanks, that's exactly the look I was going for. Tom seemed to like
my legs last night so I figured I give him a little more of a good
thing. Can't hurt, plus it's warm today so I won't feel too out of
place wearing such a short, little skirt." She said as she spun
around coyly making her skirt flair out around her thighs.
"I left the new bed linens and curtains on my chair so you can put
them on after you finished cleaning, dusting and vacuuming. Is that
clear, Patti?"
"Yes. I'll take care of everything."
"I'm sure you will, Patti. I'm leaving now so you should have plenty
of time. I don't think you'll need to prepare dinner tonight. A light
salad will be fine for me." With that, she turned and left the room.
I stood silently as I watched her sashay across the room.
I found it difficult that day to concentrate on my chores.
Everywhere I turned that day I was surrounded by her things. Her
nightgown was on the bed, her makeup on her vanity, her clothes
strewn about the room all were reminders. And all the while, I knew
she was out with another man enjoying herself. I could see her
holding his hand, laughing at his silly jokes and kissing him
romantically. I could not believe she did this to me again. Last
night was bad enough but at least I was there to see what was going
on. That wasn't easy, but today proved much more difficult. Not
knowing what was going on was much worse than knowing.
As each hour passed my imagination became more involved. I just knew
they were having sex in the park or that they rented a room or that
he seduced her in his car. I could feel his hands touching her legs
and removing her panties as she eagerly awaited his excited shaft
entering her. And I knew he was very well endowed. She looked
lustfully at his engorged organ, dying for it to penetrate her and
bring her to fulfillment. And when she was sated, she would take him
in her mouth, kissing his shaft and sucking on his manhood until his
mighty orgasm filled her with his love potion.
These were the thoughts filling my head as I turned my attention to
Judy's bedroom. Somehow, dusting and changing linens didn't seem that
important, but I knew I had to finish or I would be severely
disciplined upon Judy's return. The two rooms took me hours to clean
and prepare and I didn't finish the final touches until nearly 5 pm.
I even lost track of the time and was surprised that Judy's luncheon
was nearly four hours long. Finally, about 5:15 I heard her car pull
into the garage.
When she entered the house, she didn't really even greet me. I was
met with a question. "Did you finish your chores as I expected?"
"Yes, I just finished your bedroom and bath. I'll make your salad
now."
"That won't be necessary, but you can make me a cup of tea and draw
my bath. I need to unwind. I am exhausted from my day. Patti, put
some scented oil in my bath too I want to feel fresh."
"Oh, is it that hot out?" I asked.
"Oh yes. It was hot alright." She said with a lusty laugh. "It was
an extremely hot afternoon."
Somehow I wasn't quite sure if it was the weather she was
referencing or something or should I say someone else. I realized
then that she would not provide me with any details of her day. And
to be honest, I wasn't so sure I wanted to hear them anyway. So, I
simply said, "I'll go run your bath for you now."
I ran her bath and then prepared her tea, which I brought upstairs.
I knocked on her door before entering since she made it clear to me
that I was to always respect her privacy now. She told me to come in
and bring her tea into her bathroom. I sat it down next to the
lighted candle as she dismissed me, "Patti, please take my soiled
things downstairs to be laundered."
I turned and picked up her skirt, top, bra and panties and went to
place them in the hamper. I couldn't help but notice the stain on the
crouch of her panties and wonder if she really did have sex with Tom
or if she was just excited to be with him. Even though either choice
wasn't that great, I hoped it was the latter.
During the next few days, things went slowly back to normal. Judy
spent a bit more time on the phone. I assumed it was with Tom but I
wasn't sure. She also was talking a lot to her sister Anne. Anne and
her husband Harold lived in a very exclusive section of Connecticut.
Harold owned his own consulting company and was very successful and
very rich. He was also very annoying and snobbish.
I was pleased that Mike called me once too but he said he would be
away on business for the next few weeks. In a way that was a relief.
I had enough things to worry about without thinking about going out
on another date. However, my worry load was about to increase when
Judy spoke to me the following morning.
"Patti. I have both good news and bad news for you. The good news is
we'll be getting away for a few weeks vacation. Well, I guess I'll be
the one vacationing. The bad news is you'll be working for most of
the time. I was talking to Anne and she told me Maria their maid had
a family emergency and had to go back home for a few weeks. It
couldn't have happened at a worse time for poor Anne and Harold. It
seems Harold has a few parties scheduled at their house for some of
his key clients and they really depended on Maria. So, I suggested to
Anne that you could be Maria's replacement until she returns."
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