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I must admit I felt a little awkward that next morning when Judy
walked into the kitchen as I was preparing some fresh juice and
coffee. It was the first time we came face to face since I found out
she had sex with Tom that weekend.
"Patti, thanks for cleaning my room yesterday. I actually forgot
that was your scheduled cleaning day. I'm sorry that we left the room
in a bit of a mess. Was it as bad as I thought?" I wasn't sure if she
was fishing to see if I suspected anything went on between her and
Tom but I suspected she was.
"No problem, Judy. It wasn't much worse than usual." I shrugged.
"Well I know it was a bit worse than normal. I'm really sorry you
had to see the stuff that Tom left around. I meant to pick it up
before we left, but we were running late and I totally forgot. I
didn't want you to see all that and even worse clean it all up like
you did. I'm really sorry, Patti, I didn't mean to embarrass you like
that."
"It's okay. I've been embarrassed so much now that one more episode
doesn't mean that much. I haven't felt like much of a man or a
husband for weeks and this is just one more example." I wanted to
confront her, but what could I say or do, especially with me wearing
this stupid uniform. I felt so totally inadequate and subservient to
her in every way. This was just the next step in my complete and
total emasculation. I knew it and Judy knew it. We both knew that I
knew she had sex with Tom and I didn't do or say a thing.
It was then that I realized that my only chance for regaining my
former life rested with the resumption of our teaching jobs. I
figured that once the summer ended and Judy and I resumed our
teaching profession, perhaps things could revert back to something
closer to normal. Well, not totally normal since I would have to face
Harold and Anne a few times a year. But I would be able to put up
with Harold's teasing on so few occasions. I mean so what that they
saw me dressed as a maid for a few months. No big deal, right?
So, hopefully things would quickly get back to normal by summer's
end, even if that only meant me wearing pants and socks rather than
dresses and pantyhose. It was a step in the right direction at least.
And maybe I'd be the one taking my wife out for a luncheon date
instead of she and I double dating with two men. But would Judy
really want me back? She has certainly enjoyed her freedom and has
taken full advantage of the opportunities that presented themselves,
as I was now so well aware of.
My dream of resuming a normal life took a strange turn the next
evening. After dinner, Harold asked me to join Judy, Anne and him the
living room for a drink. I was surprised by this action since for the
most part I was totally treated like a servant and never a guest or
an equal. They treated me nicely, but they made sure I knew my proper
place, if you know what I mean.
Once we were seated, Harold mentioned he had a proposition for both
Judy and me. He then explained that his office manager resigned
unexpectedly that day. He wanted Judy to take her position at almost
double her teaching salary. Anne then mentioned that Maria had called
over the weekend and her mother was not doing well and she would have
to remain in Mexico to take care of her for the foreseeable future.
Therefore, her position was also available. And Harold and Anne
thought I would be perfect, especially since I've done so well during
these last few weeks. They offered to pay me $500.00 per week in cash.
As a further incentive, they said we could continue to stay with
them, which would save us a considerable amount of money for rent and
utilities. I was flabbergasted and didn't know what to say. Judy was
caught off guard too, but I knew she didn't like her job all that
much. I wasn't that surprised by her reaction.
"Wow. That's some offer. You know it may be fun to do something
different. I could use a change and the salary is enticing to say the
least. Maybe I should go to the office with you tomorrow to get a
first hand look at the job. Patti, isn't this great?"
For me the news was anything but great. Any idea I had of regaining
my maleness or my wife was fading as quickly as the setting sun.
"Great? I'm not so sure. I mean it's one thing to do this for the
summer but quite something else to consider it a full time job.
Besides, I'm a college graduate and being a maid seems like a step
down, even though it pays a lot better than teaching."
Anne looked at me and said, "well, it's up to you, Patti. We'd love
you to stay but I understand if you decide to go back to teaching. I
know it's not easy for you to he here in this role, even though you
have done a wonderful job as our maid."
That was so underestimation, but Judy and I decided to wait until
the following day and see how Judy liked the office environment. As I
expected, Judy loved the job and she wanted to stay.
"Patti, please say yes. Please say you will stay too. It will be so
much easier for everyone if you agree. Please."
I hated when Judy did this to me. Even now I still had difficulty in
saying no to her even when I knew it was in my best interest to do
so. But I also knew I couldn't afford to maintain the apartment on my
own. Between my outstanding student loans and my starting teaching
salary I was almost bankrupt. I was practically forced to agree to
stay on as Harold and Anne's maid. Although living as a full time
maid wasn't such a small decision either, but somehow that seemed
easier than bankruptcy.
I knew as soon as I agreed the changes in my life would continue.
Now what was a summertime misadventure blossomed into a new full time
career and a new full time gender. Judy and I both had new positions.
She was moving up the career ladder with a higher paying, more
prestigious position, while I would continue to be the family maid.
Some new job!
However, despite my many reservations, we both tendered our
resignations. In quick succession, we moved out of our apartment
after selling most of our furniture and sold Judy's car since she now
had a company car. Most of my male clothing we donated to a local
charity and moved in with Harold and Anne.
"Shouldn't I keep some of my male things?" I questioned.
"Why, silly? You haven't worn a stitch of male clothing in months.
And you don't have any extra storage space in your room to have male
things and all your other clothes and uniforms. It's time for it to
go."
"Isn't there extra room in the pool house?"
"Not really. I have a lot of clothing, plus I need a little space
for Tom when he visits.
"Oh, I thought I might move in there with you since we were now
staying here on a permanent basis."
"Patti, I think you need to stay in Maria's old room. I mean after
all this is your job and I think you should stay closer to Anne and
Harold. It will make it easier for everyone. Besides, this pool house
is so small that we would really be cramped in here. I barely have
enough room for my things as it is. And what about Tom when he
visits? I can't have him stay in Maria's old room, can I? It would
look very strange if you and I started sharing the guest suite since
it only has one bed. That would seem very awkward after everything
that's happened so far."
I had to agree that it would be awkward but it was also very awkward
for me to be living as I was. It was very awkward for me to be
permanently living in Maria's old room while Judy continued to stay
in the pool house.
During these months that I was living full time as a woman, I began
to develop some feminine physical traits. I noticed my breasts were
enlarged, my nipples were more sensitive and my lower body was
changing as well. I also knew my hair was finer and I did not have to
shave my legs as often as before. I was sure it was related to those
vitamins Judy insisted I take each day and she confirmed it one day.
"Are those pills female hormones?" I asked her one morning.
"Of course they are. That's why you've been looking so feminine.
They're working fine, aren't they?"
"Yes but it would have been nice if you told me."
"Maybe? But you may have not wanted to take them. And they have made
a big difference in your attitude and appearance. You've never been
sweeter."
She was right. I was sweeter. Those physical changes coupled with
the wearing of female clothing and serving as a maid had a very
strong impact on my entire demeanor. I was increasingly becoming more
and more of a woman and less and less of a husband. The husband
situation was made even more laughable each time Judy entertained
Tom. Entertaining was how she referred to his frequent visits and
their sexual escapades. Judy didn't flaunt it in front of me, but she
did little to camouflage it either. And I couldn't or wouldn't do a
thing about it.
I wasn't even sure what I should do. Should I make a big scene?
Should I confront Tom and tell him who I really was? Should I demand
that Judy stop seeing him? None of those options seemed to make
sense. I mean how could I try to exert my masculine position after
months and months of living as a woman. Tom and Judy would both laugh
at me and who could blame them? After all not too many men would
allow things to progress to the point they were at now.
So I did what I did best. I cleaned up Judy's room every Monday
after Tom left to return home. After a few visits, Judy had me start
to wash his soiled laundry that he was now leaving for me. Talk about
emasculation. Here I was wearing panties just like my wife and I had
to launder, not just her lingerie and negligees, but her lover's
jockey shorts, socks and shirts as well. That was so embarrassing! I
never liked doing the laundry, but now I hated it even more than ever.
But just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, they did just
that. It happened the next weekend on Sunday. Tom was there again for
the weekend and he and Judy were going out to a very nice restaurant
for dinner and dancing. Naturally they returned home long after I
went to bed, but the next morning I heard Anne scream in delight when
Judy and Tom joined her on the veranda.
I went out to see what all the excitement was about and that's when
I noticed the large engagement ring on Judy's hand. I hardly heard
what anyone was saying for the next few minutes, but all I had to
know was right there on her hand. She was engaged. She was going to
marry Tom. I was totally shocked by this latest turn of events.
That evening after Tom left Judy called me to join her in her room.
"Patti, I know this probably came as a shock in a way, but in other
ways you had to expect something. I mean you know Tom and I have
become very close and that we care about each other a lot. I didn't
expect him to propose this soon, but he's too good of a catch to let
go and I really do love him. Yes, I still love you, but not like a
wife loves her husband. I love you now more like a sister."
I tried to interject my thoughts but Judy asked to finish.
"I know this is hard for you. It's hard for me too. But even you
have to face reality. We haven't been husband and wife for nearly a
year now. I don't even think of you as a man anymore, never mind my
husband. I mean how could I consider your feminine looks and
demeanor. And seeing you in your uniform every day performing all
these feminine chores just made it even harder not to think of you as
a woman. I've been thinking of filing for a divorce for some time,
but wasn't sure how to broach the subject. Tom's proposal just moved
it along a little quicker, so I will be filing for divorce this week.
This way we can both get on with our lives. I hope and pray we can
still be friends, since you're very important to me and I care a
great deal about you. It's just that I can't be married to you
anymore. I hope you understand?"
I didn't know what to say. I was afraid. I was so afraid. But I
didn't want to ruin Judy's excitement.
"Yes, I understand. I knew our situation was untenable as a long-
term relationship. I know you no longer considered me your husband
and I really can't argue that now can I? I mean look at me. Look at
what I've become. What woman would want me as her husband? No one in
her right mind would want that. And I know you're still a vital,
loving woman who needs a real man in her life. I knew you and Tom
were getting more involved right from his first visit so this wasn't
a total shock to me. But I'm scared of losing you entirely and I'm
afraid of what my future holds. But despite my fears, I can't stand
in your way so I wish you well. I truly do."
"You're a doll. I knew you would understand. And I decided that you
and Anne would serve as my maid and matron of honor. I want you both
to be there since you're the two most important people in my life
besides Tom. You'll be my Maid of honor, won't you, Patti? Tom wanted
you too."
Oh shit, I thought. Now she wants me to be a part of this
celebration. Last time we were in a wedding together it was a bride
and groom. Now this time it would bride and maid of honor. What could
I say? I couldn't refuse. That would look too weird so I knew I had
to agree.
"Yes, I will. I would love to be your Maid of honor just as long as
I don't have to wear this silly uniform to the wedding." I said as I
stood there with my hand on my hips. We both laughed at my little
joke and then hugged each other tightly.
"Honey, don't you worry. We're going to buy you the most feminine
bride's maid dress we can find. You'll look adorable for the wedding.
I guarantee you and I will be the two prettiest girls there."
Judy and Tom set a quick date for the wedding so the next few months
passed in a blur. There were tons of things to do. We had to find a
reception hall, a band, photographer, florist, centerpieces, gifts
and on and on. Judy had to buy her wedding trousseau, her gown, veil,
shoes and accessories. Naturally, Anne and I also had to buy our
bridal gowns as well plus all our accessories. But the days flew by
and her wedding day was now at hand.
As Judy promised I did find a very, pretty, feminine dress for the
wedding. As soon as we saw it, we all knew it was perfect. We had our
initial fittings that same day and the dresses would be delivered in
less than two weeks.
During those ensuing weeks I had a lot of time to think and a lot of
decisions to be made. With Judy's marriage she would be moving out to
a new home with Tom leaving me on my own. Harold and Anne wanted to
me to stay on with them and continue working there, but I wasn't
quite sure what I wanted. As I thought over my options, staying there
seemed to make the most sense. I had no place to live and I had no
other job possibilities at the present time. My body was also quite
different now as well. The vitamins (hormones) Judy had me take
changed my body significantly. I now had breasts, hips, silkier hair
and more translucent skin. Outwardly, I had become much more feminine
than masculine. I knew resuming a male life in my present condition
was nearly impossible. So, I decided to continue working for Harold
and Anne as their maid and to continue living in their home.
The day before the wedding I had to Judy asked me to help her pack
for her honeymoon. After I brought in her two suitcases we started
going through her things to decide what to bring. I felt so strange
as I helped her decide on what dresses to bring, along with matching
accessories and shoes. But even worse was helping her select some of
her more intimate items. She wanted to bring a half dozen of her
sexiest negligees to surprise Tom with some sexy, exotic looks. She
even packed two garters and matching stockings in black and white. I
also had to help her decide on some of her bra and panties sets as
well. I appreciated the fact that she respected my opinion, but I
felt sad knowing Tom would be seeing her in all these very sheer and
sexy lingerie pieces. It wasn't that long ago that I was the one
admiring her body in this feminine, sexy under garments.
That day and the wedding day were as frantic as one could expect.
One nice surprise for me was that Mike would be in the wedding party
too. When I saw him at the rehearsal dinner I realized how much I had
missed him. We spent the entire night catching up on his job and
everything else. I looked forward to being with him at the wedding
the next day since we were paired up. I'm sure Harold would find that
pairing quite amusing.
As for the day of the wedding, Judy, Anne and I all dressed at home
after having our hair and makeup done at a local salon earlier that
morning. Anne and I helped Judy get dressed in her gown before we
finished dressing ourselves, but with our hair and makeup out of the
way, actually dressing was simple. So there we stood all in our
lingerie as we helped Judy slip on her beautiful gown. She looked
stunning.
Judy's gown was beautiful. Her bodice was lace entwined with baby
pearls that matched her veil. Her satin dress was very full with a
long, lovely train that snapped in place. She looked beautiful, as
any bride should.
Our bridal gowns were pale yellow chiffon with a lace bodice and
arms. The dresses were very simple yet very feminine
I trembled as I walked down the aisle right in front of my sister-in-
law and felt almost faint as we took our places near the altar. As
the organist began playing 'Here Comes the Bride', I took a deep
breath and relaxed. Judy looked radiant as she began her march down
the aisle to join her handsome new husband.
As Judy walked down the aisle I couldn't help but reflect on our
wedding just a few short years ago. That day I was standing in Tom's
place full of pride waiting for my bride. Today I was standing with
the girls in the wedding party waiting to arrange Judy's train and
hold her flowers during the ceremony. A few short years ago I was
wearing a tuxedo with a flower in my boutonniere. Today I was encased
in a flowing dress, with open toed sandals and my toenails nicely
manicured.
As I saw Judy reach the altar, I could see the love in her eyes as
she gazed into Tom's eyes. As she took her place at the altar, Anne
and I rearranged her train and took her flowers from her. I envied
her love and knew right then that I needed the very same thing. I
needed to find a man like Tom to make me his wife. Then I looked over
at Mike and wondered if he could be that man.
Later that evening at the reception I knew for sure. Being on the
dance floor, held tightly in his arms, I knew Mike was that man. I
knew he would be the perfect husband and I would be his perfect
blushing bride. I knew it was only a matter of time for us to become
man and wife. I smiled at him, gazed into his eyes and kissed him
passionately as we embraced on the dance floor.
The end
Charlize
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