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THE CONTEST...PART 5
Day after day, week after week, things just kept getting worse and worse.
First, I lost a stupid wrestling contest and then before I know it, I'm
being paraded around the house in women's lingerie and a maid's uniform.
Then I find myself shopping in the mall for women's clothes while being
totally made up as a woman. Next a chance encounter with one of Judy's
high school friends leads to a double date with me as the other woman.
Now Judy expects me to go to her sister and brother-in-law's house and
serve as their maid. What next? I thought, as I stood there dumbstruck by
this latest development. I had to do something to change all this but
what could I really do?
"What? Please tell me you're joking. You know Harold already thinks I'm
on the wimpy side and now this. Please tell me you don't really expect me
to go there and replace their maid. Can you imagine what it will be like
for me if Harold and Anne see me dressed like a woman? I will never live
it down. Never. Please tell me you are just joking. Please." I could feel
my eyes welling up with tears as I pleaded with Judy not to make me go.
"Oh stop your crying. You really are becoming quite the girl. But trust
me, everything is all arranged and this is not a joke. And Patti, please
remember servants have no say in these matters. Besides you know my
sister, Anne has always been there for us. Now she needs our help, well
your help. So, consider this our way of saying thank you for her
generosity in the past."
"Anne's fine," I cried. "But Harold is such a superior person. He's
always looked down on me and now you're going to make me go there dressed
like this! And worse, you want me to be their damn maid. I will never
live this down. Never! You're horrible!"
"Patti, please don't get your panties all in a bunch. One more outburst
like that and I'll be calling Mike and a few of your other friends and
coworkers to introduce them to Patti. So who do you want to know about
you? Do you want Harold or Mike to know? Since Anne knows already, I
think you know the right answer."
She was right. Although I hated the thought, it would be easier to have
Harold and Anne see me. They lived a few hours away and we certainly
didn't travel in the same class. Reluctantly, I agreed to Judy's plan but
in reality I had no choice. This was just the next step in her
domination of me.
"Okay. I'll go."
"Good. We're leaving tomorrow so you'll need to pack our things tonight.
We'll need to bring at least enough clothing for a few weeks at least.
You can get our suitcases and bring them upstairs. I laid out most of my
things already. And Patti, make sure you pack all your uniforms. I'm not
sure if Maria's uniforms will fit you. If not, we'll have to buy a few
more out there." Later that afternoon, I realized just how much I had to
pack. There was lingerie, shoes, uniforms, nightgowns, robes, slippers,
cosmetics, wigs and other paraphernalia. I needed two large suitcases for
each of us.
I was sick with fright the next afternoon as I sat next to Judy in the
car heading towards Harold and Anne's house. I was wearing a summer shift
dress, beige hose and beige flats. Judy was wearing summer slacks and a
light little top. I had begged her to let me wear something less feminine
like my Capri pants but she insisted that I either wear a dress or a pair
of short shorts and a tank top. The dress somehow seemed the better
choice. I couldn't imagine Harold seeing me in a pair of short shorts and
a tank top. As we neared the exit for Harold and Anne's house, Judy
looked over at me and said. "Patti will you relax. You look simply
adorable in that outfit, the picture of femininity. And Patti, don't
forget what I told you. Remember, you will behave as a perfect maid. You
are to look and act the part at all times. And I want you to act happy
about it too. I don't want you sulking around the house depressing
everyone. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes. I understand. I'll make sure I don't sulk even if I'm not entirely
happy about the situation. I mean this isn't easy for me. It would be bad
enough if I was just meeting Harold and Anne dressed as a woman but even
worse I'll be serving them as their maid."
"Well, that's not my fault. You're the one that lost the bet, not me. I
just want you to appear happy. How you really feel, doesn't matter one
bit."
When we pulled up to their house, Anne came out to greet us immediately.
We got out of the car and Anne looked me over from head to foot. I was so
embarrassed standing here in my dress and hose.
"Oh my God, Judy, you're so right. She looks amazing. She's perfect. If
she works as good as she looks, I think you've solved my problem. You're
a doll."
"Not a thing to worry about. Patti is an excellent maid. She's very
capable and her homemaking skills have improved immensely this summer.
You'll see." Turning to me, Judy continued talking. "Patti, please bring
our bags in. You can unpack my things for me, too."
"Patti, Judy and I thought it would be best if you stayed in Maria's maid
quarters. We thought that would work out best considering your maid's
responsibilities. So you can put your things in her room. She left in a
hurry but she moved her personal things in the bottom drawers so you
should have room for your things. She also left her clean uniforms in the
closet if they fit you. I think they will. You look about her size. And
you remember her room is right off the kitchen, don't you dear? And you
can put Judy's bags in the guest suite by the pool where you two usually
stayed. That okay with you, right, Judy?"
"Yes, that's perfect. I love that suite. And I'm sure Patti will
certainly be better in Maria's room considering her duties. Isn't that
right, Patti?"
"Yes. Maria's room will be fine for me. I'll put my things in there right
now and then bring your things to the suite," I answered dejectedly.
There was no doubt about my role now. While Judy would be comfortably
housed in the beautiful poolside guest suite, I would be confined to
Maria's small room. I wasn't totally surprised by this sleeping
arrangement but I did find it somewhat degrading. I mean after all, I'm
their brother-in-law and now I was expected to sleep in the maid's
quarters.
"Yes, please unpack my things and hang up my clothing immediately so
nothing wrinkles. And please change into one of your uniforms as soon as
you are finished. I told Anne you would prepare and serve dinner tonight
so they can experience first hand your excellent culinary skills. Where's
Harold?"
"Yes, Judy," I responded as I left to complete my chores. As I was
picking up the bags, I heard Anne respond.
"He's still at the office but he should be home within the hour. He was
looking forward to seeing you both. Before he left for work this morning
I told him about Pat helping out and he naturally assumed Pat would
assume a butler's role. I almost spilled the beans but I decided it would
be more fun not to correct his false impression so he'll be in for a
little surprise when he comes home later and sees our cute little maid. I
can't wait to see her in her uniform."
My stomach sank at the mention of Harold's name. Within the next hour my
superior brother-in-law would witness my complete and total emasculation.
Even worse was the fact that he was completely in the dark about my
current plight. I finished unpacking all of Judy's things in her suite
and unpacked my things in Maria's old room. I then knew it was time to
change into one of my maid's uniforms. I had my sheer off black pantyhose
and heels on by the time I heard Harold drive up. Harold always had a
booming voice so I could hear him clearly as he came in and greeted Anne
and Judy. As they exchanged pleasantries, I finished putting on my
uniform and making some final touchups to my makeup. I was now totally
made up as a maid.
"So where's my new butler, Pat? It's really great of him to help us out
like that. What a guy!"
Anne laughed. "You're right, Harold. He's quite the guy." She said with a
hearty laugh.
Yeah. Go ahead. Have a good laugh at my expense. I could hear Judy saying
she would get me over their laughter.
She came to the bedroom door, knocked and opened it.
"Oh good. I'm glad to see you're changed. That looks perfect. Harold is
here. He's waiting to meet you. You all set?"
I wasn't ready. How could you ever be ready to meet your brother-in-law
dressed like I was?
"Please, let me change into something else. I don't want Harold to see me
like this. He will never let me live this down. Please Judy."
"Don't be silly. Why would I let you change when you look so perfect
dressed just as you are? Now stop stalling and let's go," Judy said as
she turned and walked out towards the kitchen.
I took a deep breath and followed Judy to the kitchen. As we entered the
kitchen I could see the quizzical expression on Harold's face when he saw
two women enter the room. Anne must have seen it as well. I stood there
awkwardly looking down at the floor as Anne began to explain all of this
to Harold.
"Harold dear. When I told you about Pat helping us you naturally assumed
he'd be serving as a butler but Judy and Pat have decided on a different
arrangement, something much more like Maria. Meet Maria's replacement,
our new maid, Patti."
Harold turned and examined me closely at me with a confused look on his
face. After a long few seconds a look of realization crossed his face as
he finally recognized me.
"My God, Pat! It is you. What the hell are you doing standing there all
dolled up like a damn maid?"
"Patti! She prefers to be called Patti now, Harold. Isn't that right,
Patti?" Judy stated very factually.
"Yes. Patti is a more appropriate name considering my new role."
"Patti?" No longer able to contain himself, Harold broke into a loud
guffaw. "This has to be some type of joke. Will someone tell me what the
hell is happening? This is all too weird for me."
Judy interjected. "This isn't a joke. About a month ago, Patti and I made
a little bet over a wrestling contest. The bet was the loser would serve
as a maid for the summer. Patti never expected that I could actually beat
her so she expected I would be the one running around in a cute maid's
uniform. But as you can see, its quite obvious who won and who lost.
Patti has been serving as my cute little maid ever since."
"You mean you actually beat Pat in wrestling. That is too much." Turning
towards me, Harold continued talking. "This is unbelievable. Look at you
standing there in that getup. Christ, it looks like you even shaved your
damn legs and you're wearing pantyhose. Please don't tell me you're
wearing panties too. I mean there must be some vestige of your male pride
remaining, isn't there?"
Remembering Judy's warning to me, I quickly answered Harold.
"Of course I shaved my legs. Judy told me hairy legs were inappropriate
for my new role and she insists that I look totally feminine at all
times. So I've been dressed completely as a woman from the skin out since
I lost our little bet. And yes, that includes wearing panties."
"Damn. I guess there isn't any doubt about who wears the pants in your
house now. MY sister-in-law is wearing slacks and you're running around
in pretty little panties and a damn dress. I always knew Judy was the
driving force in your relationship. I sure was right."
I was relieved when Judy told me to go make a pitcher of martinis. When I
returned with the drinks, Judy insisted that I tell Anne and Harold all
about our big double date with Mike and Tom, as she referred to it. I
wanted to die on the spot. I was stunned into silence as I stood there
and poured out the drinks wondering why she would be telling them about
our date.
"What's the matter? Does the cat have your tongue? Come on, they're dying
to hear the story." Judy kept up the pressure on me. I was so ashamed she
was doing this to me but I just had to tell the story or I knew she would
anyway.
"Well when Judy and I were shopping at the mall, we ran into one of her
high school friends who was there with a business associate of his. We
ended up having a drink with them and they asked us out to dinner the
next evening."
"I don't get it," Harold stated looking somewhat confused.
"Patti, you forgot to tell Harold and Anne how pretty and daintily you
were dressed that day. Why don't you tell them what you were wearing that
day for our little shopping excursion."
"Oh, I get it. You were all dressed up like a broad at the mall, weren't
you?" Harold asked.
"Yes I was."
"But she was even more dressed up for our dinner date the next night.
Tell them about your outfit? Tell them what you wore that night and how
Mike just loved it." Judy interjected.
"I wore a sleeveless summer dress with open toed sandals."
I could feel my face turning bright red from embarrassment as I continued
talking.
"Oh it wasn't just a summer dress. It was very short and sexy and her
legs were so smooth and silky. She was the picture of femininity, weren't
you, honey? We even had pedicures done that afternoon in a pretty shade
of pink."
"You had pedicures done? How sweet," Anne said.
"Yes. We did," I said dejectedly.
"You had your nails done and went out to dinner with some guy? This is
unbelievable," Harold said.
I continued telling the story even though I felt like crawling away. I
tried to skip over some of the more embarrassing details but Judy made
sure I recounted my scenes on the dance floor.
Standing there with my eyes downcast, I continued talking.
"After dinner the guys wanted to stop in at the lounge for after dinner
drinks. The lounge even had a small dance floor so after awhile Mike
asked me to dance."
Anne asked, "Was it a slow dance?"
"Yes, it was," I responded.
"How romantic. Did it feel nice when he held you in his arms on the dance
floor?"
"I' don't know. I was so nervous I don't really remember how it felt," I
answered unsure of how to respond.
"You didn't look that nervous to me. Tell them what happened next,
Patti," Judy insisted.
I didn't want to tell them about Mike's kiss but I knew that was her
ploy. I stood there nervously rocking back and forth.
"Patti, tell Harold and Anne what happened next. They're waiting," she
said in a sharp tone.
"Well, Judy accused me of ruining her evening so she wanted me to kiss
Mike. I didn't want to but after our dance ended, he kissed me."
"This guy kissed you? You mean you actually kissed some guy," Harold said
incredulously.
"No, he kissed me. I didn't kiss him and Judy made me do it anyway."
"Oh please, Patti, give me a break," Judy said.
Turning to Harold she continued talking. "Harold, could Anne make you
kiss some guy if you didn't really want to do it?"
"Me? Kiss a guy? You've got to be kidding. I'd punch any guy right in his
face if he tried to kiss me. Just the thought of some guy pressing his
lips on mine is totally disgusting."
Patti couldn't resist emasculating me even further.
"That's what I thought. How could a woman force a big strong man to do
something totally against his will? And believe me, Patti didn't just
kiss him once on the dance floor like she's saying either. Patti was
kissing him in the back seat on the drive home, weren't you, Patti?"
"Yes, Mike kissed me again on the drive home but I had too much wine. I
didn't know how to stop him. I was so nervous," I said with a very
flushed face.
"You were making out with some guy in the back seat while your wife was
in the front seat with some other guy. How the hell could you allow that
to happen? What kind of man are you? There isn't enough wine in the world
to make me kiss some guy."
Harold laughed out loud at his last remark.
"Well its obvious that you are not a man. Just look at you, all dolled up
in your cute little uniform. I always knew you were a pansy but even I
didn't expect this. Kissing some guy! Letting your wife date! You should
be ashamed of yourself! You're an insult to all men. You know something;
you really deserve to be wearing cute little panties. What a pansy!"
Harold seemed to revel in my discomfort as I became more and more self
conscious of how feminine and weak I must have appeared to him. I mean
how could I appear anything else since I was standing there totally
dressed in a maids uniform, talking about my recent dating experience
with some guy. It was very hard to look masculine under those
circumstances. I mean once you tell someone you kissed a man it's hard to
look very strong or masculine.
I just stood there silently looking down at the floor, totally
embarrassed. Harold was right. I was an insult to all men. I was indeed a
pansy. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Judy dismissed me to begin
dinner preparations.
"Patti, you can go start dinner now."
As they were sipping martinis I was in the kitchen making a complete
dinner. As the meal was cooking I set the dining room table. I wasn't
sure if I should set three or four place settings but somehow I did not
expect them to invite me to share dinner with them. So, I only set three
places figuring I would eat my meal later. Once they were seated, Harold
decided to open a bottle of his fine wine so he instructed me to bring in
three wine glasses, which I did. After he opened the bottle and poured
three glasses he may a toast.
"To my favorite sister-in-law or should I say to my two favorite sisters-
in-laws." Harold said with a smirk, as he looked my way.
Serving took about an hour for them to finish. As they were having coffee
by the pool, I had to clear off the table, do the dishes and clean the
kitchen. I was so exhausted I only had a salad for my dinner. I knew
right then and there that whatever hope I had of being considered an
equal was gone. I was the maid, plain and simple.
Anne and Judy came in to see me after they finished their coffee. Anne
graciously thanked me for everything. "I will explain all the rest of
your other duties to you tomorrow. Judy was right, Patti, you did a fine
job. I'm sure you'll be more than an able substitute for Maria. And I'm
sorry Harold was so hard on you but you know how strong willed he is.
He's a very macho kind of guy. But I'm sure he'll get used to you in your
new role if we give him some time. I mean you have to know all this is
such a big shock for him and his male pride. I'm sure you understand how
this looks to a real man, don?t you Patti?"
Here she was referring to her husband as a real man. And in her not so
subtle way, we both knew she was letting me know that I no longer
considered a man but who could blame her for that thought.
"Yes. I understand. I don't blame Harold one bit for how he reacted. I'm
sure most men would react similarly. I know it has to be hard for him as
well."
"I told you Anne. Patti knows her place. She'll have the place sparkling
in a few days. And don't worry about Harold. All the men I know would say
the exact same things he said. Most men would never understand how any
man could dress up like a woman and go out on a date with a guy. And to
make matters Patti even ended up double dating with me. Not the most
macho of activities for any husband to do. So, Patti just has to accept
Harold's reaction, don't you, dear?"
"Yes Judy," I responded in total defeat. I knew what she said was 100%
correct. Harold was right. I was a pansy.
"And Patti, make sure you wear one of Maria's uniforms tomorrow so we can
see if they fit you properly. If not, we'll have to buy you a few new
uniforms for your stay here. We want to make sure you look nice for your
new position."
"Yes, madam. I will wear one of Maria's uniforms tomorrow for your
approval."
The next morning after showering and doing my makeup, I donned one of
Maria's uniforms, which fit perfectly. However, since I was much taller
than Maria, the dress was a bit short on me but I knew I better wear it
anyway. By the time I went into the kitchen I was surprised to see Anne
and Judy were already sipping on their coffee. Anne noticed right away
that I was wearing one of Maria's uniforms.
"That's one of Maria's uniforms, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
"It looks good on you. Great! They fit and they really show off your
legs. I may have to keep my eye on Harold now. Maria's legs were
certainly not nearly as nice as yours are," Anne joked.
Yeah. Lucky me. I fit into Maria's uniforms and they show off my legs. I
felt like such a joke. Anne started to explain my duties, which were very
similar to what I've been doing for Judy. Cooking, cleaning, laundry,
ironing and dusting were all part of my day. And as Judy mentioned I had
to do extra work for their frequent dinner parties that they seemed to
host each week.
And so my days went. I was busy all day long with only an occasional
break for meals. The worst part of my working days, however, was seeing
Anne and Judy lounging by the pool in the afternoon as I was slaving away
inside. Or they'd be off to lunch at some posh restaurant and then spend
the afternoon shopping. Somehow it just didn't seem fair. I also had to
continue to put up with Harold's endless taunts concerning my appearance
and my lack of masculinity. But this was my life for now. I also
suspected that Judy was still talking a lot to Tom but I couldn't be
positive. I guess you could call my newly discovered woman's intuition.
My suspicions were proven well founded in a few weeks when Judy spoke to
me in the kitchen on Friday evening.
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