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The Inheritance Caterpillar Girl Francesca looked over the letter her grandmother had left her in her will and read it to her husband, Eddie. Eddie shook his head at what he was hearing and responded, "I didn't know she was that gone." "Yes, she always seemed to have her wits about her," Francesca added as she shook her head at the letter she was holding. "So she thought this was a magic wand?" Eddie asked as he pulled the wand out of the box his wife's grandmother had left her. "Apparently," Francesca remarked as Eddie put the plain, silver wand down on the end table in their den. "She wrote that it's supposed to come with a book," Francesca added as Eddie continued looking though the box. "There's no book in here," Eddie responded. Francesca looked in the box for it, but she shrugged as she realized it was nowhere to be found. "Do you think that's a problem?" Francesca asked. "Do you think it really works?" Eddie retorted with a laugh. "Come on, let's humor her, just once in her honor," Francesca replied. "All right, hit me with your best shot," Eddie responded as he spread his raised his arms up over his head. Francesca smiled and pointed the wand at him and said, "Maybe you could be just a little taller."' Eddie felt his body growing as he grew three inches in height from 6'4" to 6'7". He stared at Francesca in silence. Francesca saw the alarmed look in his eyes, but it did not register. She was shocked by what she had seen and wanted to see more. Francesca smiled and asked in a low voice, "What else can we do with this?" Before Eddie could respond, he felt himself becoming more muscular. Eddie saw himself in the mirror and realized she had transformed him into a completely different person. Eddie frowned as he realized that his wife had made him look like a Beefcake Model. "Now, that's sexy," Francesca said. Eddie glared at her and took the wand from her hand. He pointed it at her. Francesca watched as her legs grew longer and leaner as she was transformed into a six foot tall, slender woman with c-cup breasts and long, flowing blonde hair. "What the fuck? I wasn't sexy enough for you?" Francesca screamed as she saw her appearance in the mirror and placed her hands on the waist of her red mini-dress. "Don't blame me! You did it first!" Francesca took the wand from Eddie and transformed him back to the man he was before she threw the wand at him. Eddie then restored his wife's normal form she was and put the wand down on the end table. They glared at each other for a second before they walked into the kitchen. Francesca started to make dinner and Eddie decided to help her as he normally did. Francesca tried to brush him off, but Eddie kept helping her despite her refusal to talk to him. They finished cooking and placed the meal on the table. As they ate dinner, Eddie looked at Francesca and said, "You're very pretty." "Sure I am," Francesca said between bites, breaking her silence. "You are the only woman I want to be with." "Then what was with that?" Francesca said as she pointed towards the den. "I was just getting you back for transforming me into that guy and saying he was sexy." Francesca sighed and said, "I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have done it." "It wasn't that bad," Eddie replied. "I didn't mean to hurt you." "I'm sorry too. I should've reacted better." "Look, we both made a mistake. Let's just leave it at that," Francesca replied. "Can we?" Eddie asked. Francesca stared at Eddie before he explained, "We still have the wand. What are we going to do with it?" Francesca answered, "I guess we have to set some parameters." "Like what?" "Like trying not to offend each other." "How are we going to do that?" "We won't change each other without the other's permission." "I think that'll work." Francesca nodded as she took another bite. After dinner, they washed the dishes and went back into the den. Francesca then picked up the wand and said, "I really want to see what this thing can do." Eddie nodded and said, "What were you thinking?" "Can I see if I can make you younger?" Eddie nodded before Francesca pointed the wanted at him. Eddie saw the room around him grow as he shrunk where he stood. Eddie stared vacantly at his wife as he felt his muscles contracting and turning to baby fat. "Oh my god," Francesca said as she covered her mouth to keep from laughing. "What?" Eddie replied in a high voice. Eddie realized that he had to be a child of no more than five. He caught his reflection in the sliding glass door and realized that he was a five year old version of himself. Eddie gazed at his reflection with shock before he asked for the wand. Francesca gave it to him and said, "What do you want to do, cutie?" Eddie asked, "Can I change your age?" Francesca nodded. She expected to become a child as well, but instead she found her body shrinking only a little. Francesca gasped as her smooth skin became wrinkly and her hair turned white. She stooped and felt stiff as the changes stopped. "What the hell," Francesca asked in a deeper voice than she was used to hearing coming out of her mouth. Francesca walked to the bathroom and examined the old woman in the mirror. "Oh, crap. That's what I'll look like," Francesca said while Eddie walked into the room and added, "And I'll still love you." Francesca smiled at Eddie before she asked, "Can we change each other back now?" Eddie nodded and returned Francesca to her original form before she did the same with him. Francesca then wondered, "Do you think we could change ourselves?" Eddie shrugged as Francesca pointed the wand at her head. Eddie watched as she grew in height until her eyes were at the same level as his. Francesca smirked at him as she leaned in to kiss him. As their lips parted, she pointed the wand at him and shrunk him to the height she normally was. "What the hell?" Eddie said as he peered up at her. "I'm sorry, dear. I just couldn't resist." "I don't like being this short. Give the wand to me." "What this wand?" Francesca said as she held it over his head. Eddie jumped up for it, but could not reach it as Francesca kept moving it out of his reach. Eddie paused and saw the smile on Francesca's face and began to laugh at himself as he realized how stupid he had to look at that moment. Francesca asked, "Would you like it if I made us look right again?" Eddie replied, "Please." Francesca nodded and pointed the wand at him. Eddie felt changes overcome him, but they were not the ones he expected. He saw long hair descend down the sides of his head as he felt a pushing on his chest before he felt a sudden pulling between his legs. He reached down and felt the smoothness between his legs as all traces of his masculinity were erased. As the changes finished, Francesca pointed the wand at herself. Eddie watched as his wife transformed into a copy of himself as he ran his fingers under the blouse he was wearing that was identical to the one Francesca had been wearing moments before. Francesca smiled at the sulking face Eddie was given her. "Oh, I look cute when I do that," Francesca said. "Not funny!" "Oh, come on, I'm just having a little fun." "I didn't agree to this." "Well, sure I could have been a little clearer about my intentions, but..." "A little clearer," Eddie said as he put his hands on his hips and glared at his wife. "Wow, I look good when I do that too." "I give up!" Eddie shouted as he threw his hands up in the air. "What's the matter, dear?" "What's the matter? This is what the matter is," Eddie said as he squeezed his wife's ample bosom that rested on his chest. "Oh, come on, there's worse things than being me." "I didn't say there wasn't. I just don't want to be you." "Why? Are you too good to be me?" Eddie paused as he thought about his wife's words. He knew that he was treading into dangerous territory by responding. "No, I just don't want to be a girl." "Are sure, it can be fun?" "I'm pretty sure." "You're also very pretty," Francesca said with a laugh. "Very funny. Just laugh it up." Francesca walked towards Eddie and hugged him. She bent down and kissed his cheek and said, "You smell nice." "That's because I smell like you!" "Do you want to have some fun baby?" "What do you mean?" "You know." Eddie stared up at his wife and knew what she was insinuating as she raised her thick, bushy eyebrows. "Are you drunk?" "No. Do I have to be drunk to want to sleep with you?" "No, but that's because you're attracted to guys." "Well, that's true, but I still want to try some stuff out..." "I don't care what you want, you're not getting any!" Francesca pushed Eddie's head against her flat chest and began stroking his long hair. "Come on, baby, do you know how good it feels?" Eddie pushed off her and shouted, "I won't do it. I don't want to touch you." "You won't have sex with me," Francesca said with a laugh. "No!" "Wow, the tables really have turned," Francesca said. Eddie shook his head and said, "Can you just change us back?" "I will before bed," Francesca replied as she balanced the wand on top of the flat screen television, just out of Eddie's reach. "Why not now?" "Because a little time as a woman will do you some good." "Couldn't I be some other woman? I want to be with you looking like you, not with you looking like me." "So you'll give me some girl time." "Sure, just change me back." "Well, wait a minute. I want to talk about this first." "What?" "I've got the perfect idea." "What?" Eddie asked again. "You can come to work with me as Ann." "Won't that be a problem when the real Ann shows up?" Eddie asked. "No, that's the beauty of this. She's taking tomorrow off to help her husband recover from his surgery." "So everyone knows she's taking the day off." "No, she called in sick. I took the call, and I didn't tell anybody else. I have to tell everyone she's sick tomorrow because she's taking a sick day. That's what she asked me to do, but I don't want to get in trouble for covering up for her." "So what are you going to do? Turn me into her, and let me just go through the motions of pretending to be her." "That sounds like the plan." "Okay, let's think this out. What if she calls?" "She never has when she's takes a sick day. She only checks in with me anyway on those days."' "Fine, but what about when she comes back and somebody asks her about what she did that day. Don't you think there will be a little confusion? Like someone asking what she did Tuesday and she tells them she was out sick, but I was working there right beside them." "That's where the fun starts for me." "What?" "Well, she's putting a lot of stress on me by expecting me to cover for her. She's a friend, and I understand her need to take care of Jason, but she knows as well as me that Corporate just doesn't care about our personal needs. It's a business." "So what, the confusion I'll cause is your way of punishing her?" "Exactly!" "What about the other people who get confused." "Collateral damage." "This is weird." "Come on, baby. You'd be doing me a favor and getting your girl time out of the way. You know you can do it. You're self employed! You can make the time to spend one measly weekday at work with your wife." "Well, if I agree to the change, we will you transform me back right now?" "Sure," Francesca answered after a pause. Francesca grabbed the wand off the top of the television and returned both of them to their original forms. She walked over to Eddie and kissed his cheek before she said, "Thanks, baby." Eddie rolled his eyes and said, "Anything for you." "Anything?" Francesca asked as her eyes got larger. "Not that," Eddie replied as he followed her to the stairs. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Eddie got up the following morning and went about his normal routine. He knew what was coming, but neither he nor Francesca chose to talk about it. As Francesca's time to leave approached she called over to her husband, "Eddie, are you ready?" Eddie shrugged and walked towards and said, "I'm ready to get this over, but you owe me for this." "I know dear," Francesca said before winking at him. Eddie was unsure what she meant by it as she took hold of the wand. Eddie felt the tugging at his crotch before his breasts expanded once more. He saw the room grow around him as long hair came cascading down onto his shoulders. The t-shirt he was wearing became softer and long- sleeved while the legs of his pajama bottoms fused together and ascended up his legs. Eddie then smiled at the sensual silky feeling encasing his legs as his body hair retraced into his body. When the transformation finished, Eddie looked down at his clothing with a little confusion. The clothes were more casual than the clothes he was used to seeing his wife wear to work. Francesca had dressed him in a white sweater, black, pleated skirt, black tights and black flats decorated with a bow at the vamp. Eddie looked at his wife and asked, "Isn't this outfit a little casual." "It's not a strict office, Ann." "Ann, we're starting that already?" "We can't afford a slipup." "Who would think anything of it if you did?" "I guess you're right. No one is going to guess that you're my husband magically disguised as Ann, but still it's best to keep up appearances." "Okay, but as long as we're talking about appearances. How come I haven't seen you wear anything like this?" "I can't get away with it. I'm a HR Director. People expect more of me." "They expect more you? What am I?" "You'll see, Ann." Eddie shook his head as his wife handed him his pocketbook and opened the door. She followed him out the door and down the steps of their stoop. "Are you ready," Francesca asked as she walked beside Eddie to the car. "I'm ready," Eddie said after a pause. "That a girl," Francesca said before she gave him a spank on his rear. Eddie jumped a little and glared at her. "Don't worry that doesn't happen in the workplace anymore." "I wasn't worried about that," Eddie replied as he walked around the car and got into the passenger seat. Eddie fiddled with his skirt as the car drove down the road. Francesca's office was only twenty-five minutes from their home, but the trip felt like an eternity to Eddie. He looked at the familiar building with dread before he walked inside with his wife. They got on the elevator together and got off on the fourth floor where Francesca's office was located. They walked down the hallway to the office's door. Francesca opened the door for Eddie, prompting a smile to come across his face. Francesca smiled back and said, "I have to treat you like a lady when I can." Eddie tilted his head to the side and rolled his eyes as he walked into the office. He looked around and asked, "Where do I work?" "Here, silly." "Well, I know the office, but...." "No, here. You're the receptionist." "Ann's a receptionist!" "Keep your voice down, you're supposed to be Ann," Francesca replied in a hushed tone. Eddie nodded. Before Francesca continued, "Don't flip out. Just remember three things. First answer the Phone, 'Bullock-Godfrey, this is Ann.' Second, whatever the boss says you do it and say 'Yes, Sir.' Third just follow the directory on the phone when transferring calls. Got it?" "Well..." "Good, I'll see you in a bit." Eddie stared at his wife with a slacked jaw as she headed for her office as he sat down at his receptionist desk facing the front door of the office. Eddie stared at the office directory over the phone. He saw the names of all the employees and their extensions. He memorized Nick Powell's extension. Nick was the manager of the division of the corporation his wife worked for. He was known for being demanding, which made him a darling of many of the corporate higher-ups he longed to join. As Eddie read the extension numbers, Nora Charles walked over to him. Eddie knew Nora well and said hello to her. He was unsure what she did, but he believed that she was another secretary based on the casual pair of slacks, flat shoes and the sweater she was wearing. Eddie looked for her desk as she approached him. Eddie noticed that it was not far from his and Eddie realized that she was likely above him in the office hierarchy. Nora smiled at Eddie and said, "What's up, cutie." "Nothing much, gorgeous," Eddie replied. Nora froze and gave him a strange look before she replied, "Gorgeous, that's your new name for me? Well, I like it." Eddie shrugged before Nora continued, "I'm ordering supplies. Do you need anything?" Eddie looked around his desk and said, "I don't think so." Nora and Eddie talked for a few more minutes about the affairs of the office before, Nora went to order supplies. Eddie sat at his desk and answered and directed calls. He spent his downtime playing games on his computer and speaking with the employees that came by his desk. Mr. Powell then walked over to him and said, "Ann, I need you to make two sets of copies for me." Eddie got to his feet and replied as his wife instructed, "Yes, Sir." He walked to Mr. Powell's office and saw an eight inch high stack of papers on Mr. Powell's guest chair. "Are these the ones?" Eddie asked. Mr. Powell nodded as he picked up the phone to make a call. Eddie struggled to grip the stack of papers with his small, feminine hands. He clasped the papers together as hard as he could and pushed them against his chest as he hurried to the copier by his desk. Eddie placed the stack down on the table next to the copier. He then started running the papers through the machine. When he heard the phone ring, Eddie hurried back over to his desk to answer the call. After directing the call, Eddie walked back to the copier and found that the paper had jammed. Eddie sighed and began clearing the jam before he started recopying the papers. Eddie had to take several breaks to handle phone calls before he finished at the copier. He then bundled the original document set and the copies and carried each stack to Mr. Powell's office. As he went to retrieve the last stack, he saw Nina Yakushova at the copier. Eddie knew that Nina was a saleswoman at the company. He had met her several times before. He smiled at her and said hello before Nina asked him to make three sets of copies of the thirty page document in her hand. Eddie said it would be no problem and started running the copies off before he carried the last stack of papers to Mr. Powell's office. As he entered, Mr. Powell looked up at him and asked, "Ann, can you get me a cup of coffee?" Eddie nodded and took the coffee mug from Mr. Powell's hand. He carried the cup out of the office and looked for the coffee machine until he found the kitchen. Eddie poured Mr. Powell a cup before he realized he did not know how Mr. Powell liked his coffee. Eddie used the kitchen phone to call Mr. Powell to ask him how he wanted the coffee prepared. Mr. Powell huffed and said, "Like I usually do." "And that is...." "Milk, no sugar. You've been getting coffee for three years. How did you forget that?" Mr. Powell admonished. "I'm sorry, Sir. It slipped my mind," Eddie replied as his heart began to race a little before he hung up the phone. Eddie poured the milk into the coffee and carried it back to Mr. Powell's office. Mr. Powell shook his head at Eddie as Eddie placed the cup on his desk and scurried out of his office. Eddie then collected the copies on the printer and carried them to Nina's desk. Nina thanked Eddie before he hurried back to his desk. As Eddie continued to sit at his desk, he felt a growing urgency to urinate. He looked around for a bathroom key at his desk before he found it. He took the key and hurried out the door with his pocketbook. He looked for the bathrooms and found them across from the elevators. Eddie pushed the key into the lock and stepped into the bathroom to hurry to a stall when he saw the line. Eddie sighed and rolled his eyes before Linda Seton, another saleswoman, and Tracy Haven, one of the company's in-house accountants, said hello to him. Eddie chatted with the girls as he tried to not think about how badly he needed to go to the bathroom. Finally, a stall opened up and Eddie rushed inside. He pulled his skirt and tights down and sat on the toilet. After a brief struggle with the mechanics of female urination, Eddie let out an audible sigh of relief as the stream started flowing. Eddie wiped himself after quickly realizing he could not jiggle himself dry. He then pulled his tights and skirt up, lifted his purse off the toilet paper dispenser where he had rested it and headed to the sink. Eddie then washed his hands and went back to his desk. Lunch time came, and Eddie went down to the cafeteria with his wife and Nora. They placed in their orders and waited at one of the tables for their food to be ready. They chatted for a little bit before Francesca started to gossip with Nora about Tracy's new boyfriend. Eddie listened in with a smile and gave whatever input he could muster without knowing anything about what they were discussing. After lunch, Eddie went back to his desk and continued fielding calls until Mr. Powell called him into his office again. Eddie walked into Mr. Powell's office and waited for Mr. Powell to acknowledge his presence. Mr. Powell looked up at Eddie and picked up a handful of files and said, "Please file these away, Ann." "Yes, Sir. Where would you like them filed?" "Where?" "Yes, Sir." "Where you always file them! File them in the cabinet by your desk! File them by the number on the files! Are you kidding me?" "I'm sorry, Sir," Eddie replied meekly as he listened to the screaming man that seemed so intimidating to him. "You've been here too long to not remember this stuff! What the fuck! Get your head out of your ass," Mr. Powell bellowed. Eddie nodded and put his head down. His hands were shaking as he held the files and walked out Mr. Powell's office. Francesca had heard her boss's shouting and felt horrible about the situation Eddie she put Eddie, and possibly the real Ann, in. Eddie walked to the file cabinet and started filing the documents away. When he finished, he sat down at his desk and finished the workday before he left the office with Francesca. He was silent as they walked to the car. As Francesca started the car, she turned to Eddie and said, "I'm so sorry, Eddie." "Please, don't." "No, this was a terrible idea. It was a mistake. I never should have put you in that position, and Ann, oh, dear..." "It could have been worse." "Yes, it could have, that's what makes this even more obviously a mistake." As Francesca pulled the car out of the parking spot, Eddie said, "I don't think we should change ourselves into people we know." "Yes, that's pretty clear, now," Francesca replied. "I think we should never leave the house transformed." Francesca gave Eddie an unconvinced look, but she replied, "I think you're right." ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Saturday morning came, and Eddie wondered how his wife planned on using the wand that weekend. As he waited for her to get up, Eddie's mind wandered while he read the morning paper. He daydreamed about what they would do before and after her friends arrived that afternoon for a lunch. He wondered if she would turn him into a 1950's housewife to help her get ready for her friends' arrival before he took off for the afternoon. Francesca came down the stairs and smiled at her husband. She asked how long he was up and Eddie told her two hours. Eddie then got to his feet and asked if she wanted breakfast. Francesca nodded and Eddie began to cook some eggs and bacon for the two of them. Francesca smiled as she watched Eddie cook; she moved next to him and said, "You know, I think it would be nice if you helped out around here today." "What were you thinking?" Eddie asked with a smile. "I was thinking that it might be fun to have a maid for a day." "A maid?" Eddie said in a loud, surprised tone that prompted Francesca to laugh. "Yes, I think you'd make a great one." "I don't know. I was thinking about helping you before you friends got here, do you want me to serve them?" "Sure, they're just my work friends. You saw them all on Tuesday. They're not going to bite your head off. Come on, it'll be fun to pretend to be someone else for the day." "I don't know, what do you want me to do." "The things all good domestics do, darling. You know, cook, clean, make the girls drinks, serve them..." "I guess, it would be kind of fun." "It'll be great. You'll see I'm a great mistress." "Mistress?" "Well, I prefer to be called Madame by the help," Francesca responded with a smirk. "Madame?" Eddie replied with raised eyebrows. "Yes, dear, domestics don't call their mistresses by their first name." "You're serious aren't you?" Eddie asked as he pulled the pan off the stovetop and pushed the eggs onto a dish for his wife. "You can't tell me you're not a little intrigued," Francesca said as she ran her fingers down his back. "Maybe a little," Eddie replied as he started to cook eggs for himself. Francesca carried her dish to the table and took the bacon out of the microwave before she asked, "Are you scared you'll like it?" "What?" "Oh, come on, you heard me?" "I'm not afraid," Eddie said before emitting a slight laugh. "I was just thinking, you know, maybe you were intimidated about the thought of being under my thumb?" "I've been at your beck and call before. You think you've never had any power in this relationship." "Well, you make more money and..." "And you make me beg for sex, so apparently you've got something over me!" "Well, you don't seem too afraid then. So I guess being my little servant for a day wouldn't be that much of a stretch for you?" "No, it's just..." "What? Did you have plans this afternoon?" "Well, know I was just going to look around for some new golf clubs and maybe grab a bite at the bar." "I don't think the drunks will miss you, and you have plenty of time to buy a new set of clubs." "I know but..." "You can't stand not being in charge." "Again with this?" "Oh, come on. Just because I refuse sex every once in a while doesn't mean I'm in charge. You're always in charge, you make the money, and you're your own boss, you..." "Please..., Francesca, you're killing me, here." "So you'll do it?" "A part of me wants to," Eddie replied as the idea of being his wife's servant for the day filled him with a sense of arousal. He liked the idea of giving up all his power in the relationship. The idea of losing the aura created by his superior strength and employment position excited him, even as that excitement scared him. "So what's it going to be?" Francesca asked as Eddie put his eggs onto a plate and carried them to the table. Eddie nodded and said, "I'll do it." Francesca grinned as she took another bite of her eggs and said, "We're going to have so much fun today." Eddie gave her a nervous look which prompted her to smirk as she continued eating. Once they finished eating, Francesca helped Eddie with the dishes before she went up to their bedroom. Francesca came down the stairs and into the living with the wand in her hand. Eddie started at her before she transformed her pajamas into a black and grey patterned, three-quartered sleeved, jersey faux wrap dress and black pantyhose. Eddie watched as the slippers on her feet turned into stiletto black heels before she slipped them off her feet and placed them on the countertop. "Don't you think you're a little overdressed," Eddie asked with a smile. "No, a mistress of a home must always look proper and elegant, dear. It helps makes clear that nice line of demarcation between the mistress and the help," Francesca answered before winking at him. Eddie laughed and said, "Okay, let's get this over with." "Don't rush me, dear. I want to create the perfect domestic. You know realistic, but hot." "Hot?" "Well, I don't want an ugly girl around the house." "I'll keep that in mind in case you want an Au pair if we have kids." Francesca froze for a moment before she said, "Watch it, dear." Eddie smirked at her as she looked him over and pointed the wand at him. Eddie felt his body reshaping as his flat chest expanded to c-cup breasts, he felt the bra being created on his body as it grew across his back and secured his breasts in place before he felt the draft rising up his legs as his pants and t-shirt fused into a plain grey dress with a white collar. He then sensed the silky sensation of the nude pantyhose climbing his legs before he felt the soft white sneakers encase his feet. His member and testicles were then pulled inside his body, leaving a slit that was quickly covered by his pantyhose. Eddie saw the room growing around him as his body shrunk to 5'2". He watched as long, curly black hair descended down his shoulders and framed his face. The feeling of his muscles shrinking still felt odd to him as his body became soft and thinner. The changes stopped and Francesca looked over her creation with a smile. She grabbed her pocketbook and gave Eddie her compact mirror. Eddie stared at the unmistakably Hispanic face staring back at him. Francesca had made him into a girl who appeared to be in her mid- twenties. Eddied felt that the girl in the mirror was pretty, but that she was less attractive than Francesca. Francesca smiled as she took the compact mirror away from him and said, "All we need now is a name." Eddie nodded before Francesca said, "Maria." "Maria?" Eddie repeated. "Yes, that's a good name for a maid like you." "I suppose," Eddie replied. "Don't suppose, just agree with me. You're a maid now, Maria. You have to know your place." "My place?" Eddie replied. "Yes, Maria. You're my servant, not my equal. You serve me. You serve my friends. While you serve us, you must remember that we are above you. That's why there are formalities." "Like what?" "Well, like calling me Madame for starters," Francesca replied with a smile. Eddie felt warmed by her smile and said, "Fine, Madame." "Good, now please remember you are here to do as I say." "Of course," Eddie replied. "When my friend's get here, you must remember to respect them. You must remember not to call them by their first names." "I understand," Eddie replied. "Good," Francesca replied as she walked past him. Francesca took a seat on the chaise of the couch as Eddie pulled at the hem of his dress. She then smirked at him and said, "Maria, you know my friends are coming. Don't just stand around. You need to start getting this place ready." Eddie smiled at her and said, "Where do you want me to start?" "Give the house a good dusting and then a vacuuming. Of course, you'll need to pause to make sure that nothing's burning in the kitchen." "The kitchen?" "What? You're a good cook." "Well, yes, but that's because I always give it my undivided attention." "Well, now you need to learn how to multitask, dear. Girls in your situation have to do a bit of juggling." Eddie nodded with a smile before he walked into the kitchen and started preparing some appetizers. He placed them in the oven before he walked over to the cabinet under the sink and picked up a can of Pledge and a rag. Eddie walked around the first floor of his home dusting each piece of furniture. Francesca smirked as she walked around to periodically check his work with a white glove. "Tsk, tsk," Francesca said as she saw the gray dust on her finger tip after running it along the top of the dining room server. Eddie turned and saw the finger tip that Francesca brought close to his face. Eddie walked back over to the server and cleaned it once more. When he finished, Francesca ran her finger across the top again. Seeing no new dust on her glove, Francesca nodded and said, "Good work, Maria." "Thank you, Madame," Eddie said with a grin before he walked into the kitchen to check on his appetizers. Eddie took them out of the oven and looked them over. Francesca walked in as she smelt the scent of the appetizers. She looked down at them and said, "They look perfect." Eddie nodded as he walked to the fridge and began preparing the tartar sauce for Francesca's second course of appetizers. Once he finished, he removed the shrimp from the fridge and took out a glass serving tray. He placed the shrimp in a decorative pattern on the glass tray before he placed the porcelain cup containing the tartar sauce in the middle. He wrapped the tray in saran wrap and placed it into the refrigerator before he headed to the hallway closet to take out the vacuum cleaner. Eddie vacuumed the stairs and den before he went and took out the Swiffer. Francesca smirked as she smelt the unmistakable scent of the cleaner. She turned up the television as she heard the annoying sound coming from the Swiffer that she had heard so many times before when she cleaned the wood floors of her home. Eddie heard Francesca walking behind him while he started cleaning the kitchen floor. He turned and saw her grinning at him as he was slumped down pushing the Swiffer across the floor. Eddie stared at her for a second before she said, "Keep up the good work, Maria. I might have to keep you on fulltime with these results." As he heard her words, Eddie froze for a second. He felt a strange churning in his stomach before he felt a slight rush of arousal at the thought of spending more time beneath his wife's thumb. After Eddie finished with the floors, he took out the Windex from beneath the sink. He cleaned each side and rear window of the home before he began to do a window facing the street. As he cleaned the front window, Eddie noticed that people were looking at him. The reason eluded him at first before he remembered how he must have appeared to them. Eddie smirked as he thought of his neighbors thinking he was nothing more than some domestic working in his home. Eddie finished with the windows, and he went into the bathroom. He scrubbed the toilet clean before he put away everything that was sitting on the top of the ceramic basin. Once Eddie completed cleaning the bathroom, he walked back into the kitchen and began preparing the salad that would be served with the lunch Francesca told him to prepare for the girls. Eddie heard a knock on the door as he tossed the salad. Francesca called out to Eddie, "Maria, get the door." Eddie smiled at her order and complied with it without saying a word. Eddie walked to the door and drew it open. Linda looked at Eddie and looked at the address next to the door before she said, "I think I have the wrong address?" "Who are you looking for?" Eddie asked. "I'm looking for Francesca Hutton." "This is Miss Hutton's house." "Oh," was all Linda could muster in response as she walked in. Eddie turned towards his wife as he heard the sound of her high heels clicking on the wood floor of the hallway behind him. "Linda, how are you? I see you've met my maid, Maria." "I didn't know you had one. I thought I had the wrong house." "Oh, don't worry; you're certainly not the first." "Maria, take Miss Seton's coat." "Yes, Madame," Eddie replied. Linda slipped off her coat, and Eddie took it and hung it in the closet as Francesca took Linda into the living room. Eddie walked into the living room not long after and asked, "Can I get you anything, Madame?" Francesca smiled and said, "Please make me a martini, and what would you like Linda?" "I'll take it a vodka and cranberry, if you have it." Eddie nodded and said, "Right away." Eddie smirked as he walked away. He felt a rush being ordered to make drinks by his wife and her friend. As he shook his wife's Martini in the den, he heard another knock on the door. Eddie placed the shaker down and walked towards the door. He opened the door and saw Ann. He smiled and said, "Welcome to the Hutton residence," to avoid any confusion the second time around. Ann walked in and Eddie asked, "Can I take your coat Miss?" "Oh, don't call me Miss. You can call me, Ann, umm...I didn't get your name, dear." "I'm Maria, but I can't call you by your first name Miss. My mistress would scold me." "Francesca, would..." "How are you?" Francesca asked as she walked towards Ann and hugged her. "I'm good." "And Jason?" "He's doing much better, thank you." Francesca then turned to Eddie and said, "Maria, take Miss Smith's coat and get her a drink." "What would you like?" Eddie asked Ann as he took hold of her black leather jacket." "What are you girls having?" Ann asked. "I'm having a vodka and cranberry, and Francesca's having a martini," Linda answered. "Oh, a vodka and cranberry sounds nice." "Coming right up, Miss Smith," Eddie said. As Eddie walked away, he heard Ann say, "She doesn't have to call me by last name." "Oh, yes, she does. She has to know her place," Eddie heard his wife respond as a smile came across his face. Eddie made the girls their drinks and brought them into them. They each thanked him for the drinks before Francesca ordered him to bring in the appetizers. Eddie obeyed his wife's order and carried in the two trays of appetizers and placed them on the table that was centered between the two French inspired sofas. Once he placed them down, Eddie heard another knock on the door. Eddie hastily moved towards the door to let Tracy and Nina into the home. The girls looked at each other oddly as Eddie introduced himself as Maria, Francesca's maid.' As Francesca came out to meet them, Tracy asked, "How long have you hid the fact that you have a maid?" Francesca stared at her for a second before she replied, "I didn't hide the fact. You never asked." "Didn't ask?" Tracy replied with a short laugh. "If you had asked me, Francesca do you have maid? I would have said, 'Yes, I do.'" "And when would that come up?" Tracy asked. Francesca shrugged before she said, "Maria take Miss Yakushova and Haven's jackets please." Eddie asked the women with a smile for their coats. They glanced at each other before Eddie took the coats and hung them up. "So I guess Eddie's doing well for himself," Nina said. "You could say that," Francesca replied as Eddie fought the urge to grin. "Now, what can I get you girls to drink?" Francesca then asked. Tracy and Nina told her what she wanted, and Eddie walked into the den to get a bottle of white wine for the two of them. He carried the bottle and two glasses into the living room and placed them on the table. He poured the glasses in front of them and left the bottle as he walked into the kitchen to begin preparing their lunch. Eddie took a break when he heard another knock on the door. Eddie opened the door to let Nora into the house and took her coat. He got a drink for her and brought it into the living room. He then took the glasses from his wife and Linda and brought them new drinks before he topped off Nina and Tracy's glasses of wine. When he finished freshening up the girls drinks, Eddie returned to the kitchen to continue preparing their lunch. As he waited for it to cook, Eddie set the dinning room table for the girls and placed the large wooden salad bowl on the table. Once Eddie finished preparing the meal he placed it on the table. He then walked into the living room and announced, "Madame, the lunch is ready." "Thank you, Maria. We will be in a minute." Eddie waited in the dinning room for the ladies to enter. Francesca and her guests walked into the room and took seats at the table. Eddie served each one of the girls at the table and freshened up their drinks before he stood against the wall waiting to see if they needed anything. Francesca smirked at Eddie as she ate and talked with her friends. Eddie smiled and put his head down before Francesca ordered him to top off Tracy's wine. Tracy tried to shoo Eddie away, but Eddie did as he was ordered. Eddie noticed how uncomfortable Tracy was being served by a domestic and smiled. 'If she only knew', Eddie thought as he took his place against the wall once more. As the girls finished eating, Eddie began to remove the dishes from the table. He carried the dishes into the kitchen and placed them in the sink. Once Eddie cleared the table of everything but the girls' drinks, he began to wash the dishes and silverware. Eddie took brief pauses to take bites out of the leftovers as he continued to work. He cleaned the serving platters and pots and pans and placed them away as his wife continued to chat with her friends in the dinning room. Eddie walked into the room when he was finished in the kitchen to see if anything else was needed, but he saw that the girls were getting up and preparing to leave. Francesca showed them to the door and Eddie got their coats. He helped each girl put her coat on before Francesca escorted them down to the driveway. Francesca walked back inside. As she moved past Eddie, she gave him a smile. As the last guest pulled out of the driveway, Eddie closed the front door. He walked towards the living room and felt a hand come around his neck. Francesca pulled him into the living room and forced him down on the chaise. Eddie felt weak beneath his wife. Her body was undoubtedly stronger than the one he found himself in. The feeling of helplessness he felt beneath caused his pussy to start to moisten. Francesca unzipped her dress before she worked it off her body. Eddie leered at her body as she removed her bra and began to pull down the rear zipper of Eddie's dress. Francesca forced Eddie's dress down his body, exposing his bra and pantyhose before she removed his bra and rubbed her breasts against his. Eddie moaned before Francesca forced her tit into his mouth. Eddie sucked on it as Francesca rubbed her rear against his moistened pantyhose and ran her fingers through his long hair. Soon enough, Francesca reached her fingertips into Eddie's pantyhose and began to pull them down his legs. Eddie felt a blissful feeling as the silky smoothness was pulled down his slender legs. Francesca threw the pantyhose to the side before she dropped her panties to the floor. Francesca lips met Eddie's tits before the lips of her pussy met his tongue. Eddie's tongue began to penetrate her before Francesca's fingertips entered Eddie's pussy. Eddie moaned in ecstasy as they continued making love as two women for another thirty minutes before Francesca pulled off of him. As Eddie panted and rested on the chaise, Francesca got to her feet and reached for the wand. Eddie felt the familiar sensations as his body returned to its normal form. Francesca then rested her body against his and said, "We'll have to do that again." Eddie could only pant and nod in response as his arm clutched her tight.