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HOUSEMAID IN MY FIFTIES
By Monica Graz
PART 5
CHAPTER 13
I was kicked out of the master bedroom! That was the end result of what
Pam called this morning ?a slight rearrangement of our living
conditions'. I was working for five hours and still I had a lot to do.
The instructions were to remove all my clothes and other personal
belongings from the master bedroom and install myself to the guest room
that had a small adjoining shower/WC facility.
As usual Pam's reasoning was quite solid. I should have my own space; I
needed a space in the house now that I was going to be a full time
housekeeper. Then there was lack of space in the big walk in closet in
the master bedroom. She suggested that I move all my business suits and
my extensive collection of designers' shirts and shoes and ties in the
attic store room and keep only some informal clothes for my day to day
needs. Then I could keep those plus my housekeeping uniforms and my few
feminine items in the much smaller closet of the guest room.
I couldn't say I was totally against it; I was going to suggest that
anyway, I needed my own space in the house now. But my formal expulsion
from the master bedroom had a symbolic value. I was no longer an occupant
of that room; I was going to enter that room in my capacity as the
housemaid form now on, to tidy up and change the sheets and clean the
bathroom etc...
Of course Pam was very careful when she asked me to move, she said
repeatedly that I would be always welcomed in ?her' bed, as she called
it, that she would always need my presence. But, it was to her discretion
from now on to ask me to join her, it wasn't automatic anymore.
It was early afternoon when I sat down for a cup of coffee and something
to nibble. Pam was out following her Saturday routine, gym, shopping,
meeting her friends for lunch. This time she was going to meet her other
two friends, Melissa and Eva, I am sure she was going to tell them a few
things about the new arrangements in the house.
And as if there was a transmission thought, the phone started ringing. I
picked it hesitantly and I heard Pam's jolly voice, "Hi Nicky darling,
guess who are sitting next to me in Mario's bar?"
"I probably can guess, is it Melissa and Eva?"" I answered knowing very
well it must have been them.
"You certainly guessed right darling, I just mentioned to them we had an
excellent dinner last night with Tania, cooked and served by you and they
are ever so jealous. They want to be treated the same way."
"By all means", I said thinking that sooner or later they were going to
see me in my new role, "Just pick a date."
I heard her talking to them, then back on the line, "How about next
Friday, it is a convenient day for all of us and I'll contact Tania as
well. It is going to be an all girls night taken care by my new
housekeeper." She said and I heard all of them giggling happily.
"That's fine by me Pam, I'll think of something nice to cook."
"Great darling, I better move on now, we might go to the movies later so
I won't be back for some time. Have you finished the rooms'
rearrangement? I expect you to spend the night in your new room,
remember?"
"I am about to finish; I just stopped to have something to eat. Would you
like some dinner tonight?"
"No Darling, just take care of yourself and don't forget your diet,
remember you have to lose a lot of weight. And don't wait for me, if you
are tired go to bed, you have your own privacy from now on. Well, I
better go now, Bye."
And she hung up in her usual abrupt way.
I felt a certain amount of loneliness then; Pam started moving
independently. In normal conditions she would have asked me to join them
to the movies, but she didn't tonight. Was it a sign of attitude change
or she simply wanted me to finish the rearrangements in the house. I
couldn't answer that.
By six o'clock I had my new room ready. Single bed, small bedside table,
a dressing table with a mirror (my future make up table?) and a build in
closet where I put all the clothes I expected to use from now on. In
another small table I installed my computer and an old TV next to it. I
could picture myself already spending quite a bit of my free time in this
room. I was making myself comfortable in my new maid's room!
It was past ten o'clock when I finally retired to my new space. I fell
asleep with the TV on. I never heard Pam coming in, but it must have been
well past midnight.
I felt strange waking up in a single bed in an ?alien' room. I rushed to
the door and opened it quietly looking at the end of the corridor. The
master bedroom's door was firmly closed. Pam was in and obviously fast
asleep. The same feeling of loneliness came back to me; I was not
belonging to that room anymore. I had to knock at the door to go in.
Back to my room I had a moment of confusion what to wear. It was Sunday.
I should probably stay out of uniform today. Was Sunday my day off? We
never had that sort of discussion with Pam. I needed more guiding lines.
I should probably ask later.
But I badly wanted to stay out of my male clothes; I decided to wear a
casual blouse and skirt outfit. I picked a jean skirt and a simple cotton
black blouse. Black tights and my usual comfortable shoes completed my
outfit.
Sunday developed to be a rather quiet and boring day. Pam appeared late
with a hangover from last night and after a shower she went back to bed
where she spent most of her day recovering. I prepared something light
for her to eat and I kept to myself for the rest of the day.
I tried to ask discreetly how she managed to have such a horrific
hangover and the only answer I got was a bit cryptic, "You don't want to
know darling, Melissa took me to her private fetish club and we were
there until two in the morning. Quite a place but you have to be a member
or be escorted by a member to go in. I saw quite a few people like you
there."
When I tried to inquire further she stopped me and waved me out of the
bedroom. "Please darling I have a splitting headache, go and organize
yourself in the kitchen, tomorrow you start officially your housekeeping
duties. I want you to be fully prepared for that. Go now, let me rest
please."
I left ?her room' quite intrigued. Something new came up. I knew Melissa
was a bit kinky, she often hinted to me about her ?particular' tendencies
but I had no idea she was a member in an exclusive fetish club. And what
Pam meant when she said ?she saw people like me there'? Submissive
husbands or boy friends? How exciting. I hope Pam would tell me a bit
more about that experience.
I spent the rest of the day sorting out my cleaning materials, reading
instructions and planning how I was going to tackle the house tomorrow
morning. I checked on Pam before going to ?my room', she was already
fast asleep. She obviously needed that rest.
CHAPTER 14
"Now then," Pam said quite firmly just before her departure for work, "I
want the master bedroom and bathroom to be cleaned very thoroughly.
Change sheets and towels and tidy up all my clothes. I left a few things
on the bed to be hand washed. Be very careful with my cashmere cardigan,
I am very fond of it. Read the washing instructions."
She stopped to have a last sip of her coffee and gave me one of her
inspection looks, "You look quite neat this morning Nicky, this is a
correct domestic outfit, very serviceable, and mint green suits you as
color."
I blushed and managed to smile, "I am a bit nervous this morning Pam,
this is my first full day as housekeeper and I have all sorts of issues
to tackle. But I am sure I'll be able to do it all."
She looked at her watch, "I should go now, its past my usual departure
time, and I have a long day as well, lots of meetings and other issues to
tackle."
She rushed to the door, "Check your e-mail later, I'll send you an e-mail
with further instructions. Bye for now."
I worked solidly for two hours. This is how long it took me to clean and
tidy up the master bedroom/bathroom complex. Pam left quite a mess
behind. I did the bathroom very methodically using my new cleaning
materials. My green rubber gloves definitely added to my cleaner's
appearance.
I made a cup of coffee and went to my new room to check my e-mails. And
there was one from Pam flashing to be opened. I was a bit nervous with
some sort of trepidation; she said I should expect further instructions.
Once more the familiar stomach flutter. My body was pumping adrenaline
again. I had a sip of my coffee and opened it. Gosh, it was quite long. I
started reading,
?Dear Nikki,
No, this is not a spelling mistake; this is your name from now on. It
sounds the same but the spelling makes the difference. You said to me in
the past few days that you wanted to explore your feminine side, so let's
start with a symbolic change of name.
I have been thinking again about your new status in the house and your
obvious need to serve. This started bringing out on me a dormant dominant
side I always had. Probably it is not accidental that you and I got
together at first place.
The last few days, in particular Friday and Saturday I had a need with
strong sexual nuances to dominate you. I immensely enjoyed our love
making on Friday night but I loved also giving instructions to my
maidservant. I never thought that this would mark me so strongly.
So Nikki, I took some major decisions yesterday. I was in bed all day
with a hangover but this didn't stop me to think how I want our life to
be from now on. So those rules we were talking about the other day with
Tania are finally formed in my head. Those are rules that I dictate and
you follow. My strong impression is that you are prepared fully to accept
them; you gave me plenty of hints ever since you decided to give up your
professional life and become a live in domestic.
Rule 1- Dressing code
You will be fully dressed as a female or in unisex mode from now on.
More particularly:
- You will be in your maid's uniform during working hours, roughly
between 7.00am and 9.00pm Monday to Saturday.
- You will be wearing simple female clothes on a Sunday when indoors.
- You will be wearing simple unisex clothes like track suites, T shirts
and sport shoes when out shopping or running errands until you are
confident enough to appear fully dressed in public. Of course your
underwear will be your standard feminine one and you will keep your bra
on without breast forms.
Rule 2- Makeover
You should have an adequate makeover as quickly as possible. Try to
organise it with Miss de Laurentis. If I remember well she suggested a
friend's place. You should do your hair; it is long enough for a more
feminine style. Try to keep it modest and neat though.
Rule 3 ? Housekeeping education
You can follow the housekeeping seminar of Miss de Laurentis, presumably
after your makeover so you can be present in your female persona.
I would encourage also any other domestic courses you could take like
basic sewing, embroidery, cooking, you can make enquiries where and how.
Rule 4 - Further education
At a later stage when you are more comfortable in your new role as a
female domestic, you might take a course in ?body hygiene and cosmetics'
like foot rubs, body massage, manicure/pedicure and basic hairdressing.
Then I could use you more as a ?lady's maid' and you can look after my
more intimate needs.
Rule 5- Financial conditions
You will keep a housekeeping budget from now on. You will have a weekly
allowance for the basic house shopping and you will give me a fair
warning if you have to spend money for something bigger.
I am afraid you have to give up your financial independence. You will be
paid standard wages for your position as a maid/housekeeper. I'll
consult with one of the lawyers in our Firm. Of course I'll cover all
expenses for your working clothes.
I will cancel all your credit and debit cards.
I will become your formal employer and I'll register you as my domestic
employee with all proper social benefits.
I will have to check the legal aspects of that since we are still
formally husband and wife but I'll work around it. But our common assets
like property, investments etc... remain untouched. That means that in a
long term basis you are secure financially.
All I try to do is create a realistic environment for both of us in our
new roles as employer and domestic employee.
Rule 6 ? Social status and behaviour
This rule is going to be the hardest of all but I think it is imperative
to be applied. You will call me Mrs. Manley or Ma'am from now on; yes,
I'll use my maiden name, I think it is essential to take a distance at
this moment from our common family name. That way will be easier for both
of us to adapt. And as you remember I kept my maiden name for
professional reasons, all my colleagues know me as Mrs. Pamela Manley.
I know, in the beginning it will be like a joke for both of us, but with
time and the proper attitude from you it will become automatic.
Tania and Melissa are aware of the six rules above and they both find
them very appropriate. Eva is still not fully informed but she will find
out on Friday during the dinner you will prepare and serve to us.
I expect you fully dressed in your grey dress and white apron tonight.
You can use your wig and breast forms and light make up. Try to be as
convincing as possible, but do not exaggerate. I want a neat and dapper
domestic in my home not a sluttish creature. That way it will be easier
for me to see you as Nikki my maid form now on.
I better conclude here this long e-mail. I must admit it was easier to
outline the six basic rules of our relationship in this indirect way.
There will be undoubtedly variations and adaptations in the next few
weeks, it's only natural, but I think you have your guidelines now.
Nikki, if you agree to all the rules I mentioned above and if you are
really and truly ready to commit yourself to them simply answer to this
e-mail with the words, ?I fully agree Ma'am to the above rules and
conditions, your devoted maidservant Nikki!'
Mrs. Pamela Manley.
Wow! What a letter! I was trembling from excitement and anticipation. Is
this really happening to me? Pam turned overnight to a severe Mistress. I
simply can't believe it. Is it some kind of Joke? Then I remembered that
her whole attitude changed dramatically ever since she has been to that
fetish club with Melissa. That must have been the turning point for her.
She found out her dominant streak and she realised that she has a
submissive partner next to her who could become her servant on her own
terms willingly.
Was this what I really wanted? Now was really the moment of truth for me.
I had to give an answer at once. I read again the rules. I found the
financial one the most difficult of all. This was turning the whole thing
to something definitely bigger than a game. This was making me totally
dependent on her. I read it again.
Yes I am going to do it! I want to become a female servant, all my life I
was longing for something like that. But I thought to add a small
sentence asking for a six months trial period. Would she accept that? And
what if she declined it?
I pressed the answering button and I said, "I fully agree Ma'am to the
above rules and conditions, your devoted maidservant Nikki!'
Then I added another sentence, ?Would you consider Ma'am a trial period
of six months?'
I stood in front of my screen several minutes looking at Pam's e-mail and
my short answer. I was trying to think of more practical matters in our
everyday life, possible obstacles, our daughter (how I was going to face
her), my ex colleagues from work who would try to contact me. But I
couldn't think clearly. I was concentrated in Pam's offer and I couldn't
face anything else. My entire world at this stage was focusing at this
proposal. Everything else was minor. I simply pressed the ?send' button.
I stood in front of the screen for several minutes waiting for Pam's
answer. Finally it came. I read,
"Nikki,
As of today you are formally employed as my maidservant for a period of
one (1) year with the conditions and rules you agreed already, with a
renewal option if we are both satisfied at the end of that period. We
will both sign a formal ?Employment Document' at a later stage. My Firm's
legal department will draft one for me.
I trust we will have a satisfactory work relationship and I expect you to
be a loyal and committed domestic worker.
Your Employer and Mistress,
Mrs. Pamela Manley
It finally happened! I was formally employed as a maid. And I would have
to sign a one year contract at a later stage. It can't be more real than
that!
CHAPTER 15
I was elated but scared as well, by this unexpected and quick
development. For the first time since I started this transition period I
was scared. Losing control of finances is not going to be an easy step
for me. It never happened before and I felt quite vulnerable. I had to
rely on the good will of Pam or Mrs. Manley as I should think of her from
now on, for any needs above my meagre wages. But I always chased the
?true experience'; finally I was about to get it and I had to pay a price
for it.
I did my best to be as ?true and convincing' as possible for the arrival
of my Mistress/employer. I was dressed as Nikki as best as I could. Short
wig on, breast forms, light make up, a bit of lippy, transparent nail
polish. My grey dress and white apron and low heel black court shoes
completed my appearance. I looked at the mirror; a somehow androgynous
face looked back at me. My face was not very feminine, but not masculine
also. It was me with a ?softened' appearance. I knew that the ?makeover
effort' could do miracles and produce a definitely more feminine face. I
had to call Annie de Laurentis for an appointment with her beautician.
I checked the time at my small wrist watch; it was past four in the
afternoon and I had to start preparing dinner soon. It occurred to me
then that I probably had to set the table for one person tonight.
I was in the kitchen busily sorting out dinner when I heard a car pulling
up at our drive. Who could be at this time of day, it was too early for
Pam. I rushed to the front of the house and looked cautiously out. Annie
de Laurentis was coming out of her car. Amazing, she was going to be the
first person to see Nikki! I checked quickly my appearance in the mirror,
removed my working tabard and straightened my white apron. I started
walking towards the front door, slightly shaken, as the bell rang.
I opened the door cautiously and smiled awkwardly, "Good afternoon Annie,
what a pleasant surprise, do come in please." I tried to use a softer and
quieter voice.
"Well, well," Annie looked at me from top to bottom with her critical
eyes. "I was again in the neighbourhood and I thought of calling in to
see how you settle in your new role. I certainly am impressed Nicky. On
Friday you were buying the uniform and on Monday you dress the part and
very convincingly too."
"Well, lots of things happened during the weekend, in fact I was about to
call you, I will need your help. But can I offer you a cup of coffee
first?"
"I?d love one; I follow you to the kitchen."
I picked my tabard from the hallway chair and I rushed to the kitchen. I
tried consciously to walk in a more feminine manner, shorter steps, legs
together, wiggling my hips. I was getting bolder by the minute!
I put the coffee machine on as Annie sat in a chair by the kitchen table.
She looked at me with an amused look this time. "Somehow I knew when I
first heard about you from Linda. I knew that you would make an excellent
maid." Then she added, "What I didn't know though was that you would be
able to assume a female role so quickly. I am certain that your wife
pressed the right buttons here."
I started answering, "You are right Annie, in fact..."
She stopped me with her hand, "Should we establish a correct protocol
before you go any further Nicky; you are the maid now and I always ask
all my girls to call me Miss Annie. So you can't be an exception, I
consider you as one of my girls now."
I blushed all over as I answered, "Of course Miss Annie, you are right; I
am only the maid now." I turned off the coffee machine and continued,
"And in fact Miss, my name is spelled differently now, I am Nikki with a
double k, and i. My wife who is my employer now decided that this is more
appropriate."
I served her the coffee making sure to use a small tray and then I
stepped back standing by the sink. I decided not to sit; it was a gesture
of respect from my part.
"You said you wanted to ask me something, go ahead then, I am afraid I
have to rush to work after I finish my coffee."
?Well Miss, my employer asked me to get an appointment for a makeover and
I remembered you mentioned the other day that you know a beautician who
could do it for me."
She liked what she heard, "But of course Nikki with double k and I, I
have a very good place, my good friend Jennifer could deal with you, she
dealt before with cross dressers."
She got all excited herself as she was speaking, "How soon you want an
appointment, she will be able to soften your features and she will do
marvels with your hair, you have good and strong hair, quite unusual for
a male of your own age, but then again, probably you have in your blood
stream quite a strong presence of oestrogen, some men do you know."
I blushed all over again; this woman had a way of saying things. "I would
like to be ready by Friday Miss, I cook and serve dinner on Friday for my
employer and her three closest girl friends. I would like to look my best
for the occasion."
"Ok then, I'll make an appointment for you on Wednesday, I'll let you
know tomorrow, I have the house phone number, or I probably could send
you an e-mail."
"Thank you Miss Annie, you help me tremendously, I wouldn't be able to
achieve all that in such a sort time without your assistance Miss." I
stopped and then added, "And my employer said to me that I can follow a
housekeeping seminar, whenever that happens."
"I knew you would eventually join one of my seminars," she said
triumphantly, "in fact I have planned one two weeks from today. You will
have to take five days off, Monday to Friday until 3.00 pm; you have to
ask permission from your Mistress about that."
"Of course I have to," I answered. "In fact I have to organise my
housework differently during those days, I'll work more during the
weekends before and after and I will be able to prepare dinner for my
Mistress if I am back by three in the afternoon."
Then I remembered that I had to pose as a female for the seminar and I
panicked.
I had to be reassured. "But Miss, do you think I'll be ready in two weeks
time to pass successfully as a female among those girls of yours? I am
worried."
She looked at me and said, "Don't be silly Nikki, you will be ready
because you want to be ready, you want to be a female servant, somehow it
is in your DNA. And Jennifer will be able to improve a lot your looks.
You have to practice your voice; I'll send you by mail a tape that
explains a lot. I kept a copy from my brother turned sister. Remember the
case?"
I nodded hesitantly as she continued talking, "And I told you before and
I repeat now, those Filipino girls are in their mid 20s, their English is
below average and they just learn about this country. If they have among
themselves a person of your age and race, they would think you were
different anyway even if you were a genuine female. But they would be
intrigued also."
She had a last sip of her coffee and looked at her watch, "I better go
now, I have an appointment at the office."
She looked at me and then quite unexpectantly she came and gave me a warm
hug.
"It is very brave what you are doing honey, I admire you a lot for that.
Welcome to the world of female domestic workers, you have to learn a lot
about this world. You only just started to go down the steps of the
social ladder and I am curious how you are going to cope."
Before I had the chance to answer she was out of the door.
To be continued...
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