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"Something will turn up soon, I'm sure of it".
That's what Sadie said when I came home after another bad interview. At
that point I really felt like I'd never get another job. My last job had
been as a regional manager for an engineering and manufacturing company.
Looking back I guess it had been more luck than drive on my part. I'd
been in the right place at the right time and felt like I couldn't do
anything wrong and for a while I was getting promoted every year or two.
The money was great and I was on up of the world. I bought a big gated
house with a huge garden with a good sized pool. I got a few cars a nice
sporty jet black Aubi TT RS Roadster, an Range Rover Evoque in Silver
for myself and a nice little metallic pink volkswagen beetle for Sadie.
We needed the cars because the house was miles away from the nearest
town and with no public transport the only other was to get around was
to walk. Sadie loved her car even getting the false eyelashes for the
head lights and putting the name of her home salon business "miss thing"
on the sides in an italic font.
Now it was all in danger of going away, I'd been fired four months
earlier; that bitch of an office manager had taken my job. Somehow she'd
set me up and I got the blame for record losses in a quarter and fired
for gross misconduct and negligence; with no reluctance pay and little
saving of my own money was a big problem.
Sadie on the other hand was doing well her home salon business was doing
well she even employed a few girls and was working on two new ventures,
one was something to do with selling make-up, I wasn't really listening
when she told me and the other was something about cooking. So it felt
like a real reversal, her giving me a pep talk like now, followed by a
kiss on the cheek and off she'd go. She seemed to be in endless meetings
and business dinners these days. She was just back from one for which
she had taken my aubi saying that it gave of the right impression, so
I'd had to go to my interview in the range rover, which to be honest I
didn't like driving much, it's felt too big and high.
"You just have to keep your chin up you know, don't give up and you need
to look after yourself. Look at you back from an interview and you look
a mess no wonder you didn't get it. Your hair needs a wash, you need to
look after your skin more you're breaking out in spots again and really
Daniel did you iron that shirt, wait her", she said as she stormed out
of our spacious kitchen.
I watched her go; I always watched her go when she was wearing one of
her sexy business suit. This was one of my favourite it was black satin,
the jacket was sculpted to show off her waist line, the skirt was tight
and short and her ass looked amazing in it, she wore it seam stocking
and black patent stilettos, a white silk blouse, pearls with her hair up
and I could not keep my eyes off her. Over the last year or so her style
of dress had really changed, she told me she was going for a retro
vintage look. She'd been buying more lingerie and even had some girdles
and corset's to complete her new look. I couldn't remember the last time
I'd seen her in a casual outfit.
She returned a short time later with a white and pink vinyl wash bag and
placed it on the table between us.
"This is for you to put your things in; firstly it will make you feel
better if you start looking after yourself properly. There really is
nothing like taking the time to pamper yourself. Secondly if you turn up
to an interview looking like you can't take care of yourself, you can't
be suppressed if they offer the job to someone else now can you?" she
arched her eyebrow above her black rimmed glasses.
I always though they made her look like a school teacher and right now I
felt like a pupil as I agreed with her.
"No Sadie a guess not"
I picked up the feminine looking bag and looked inside, there was a face
wash, toner, exfoliator, cotton bulbs, moisturiser and shampoo,
conditioner and a hair treatment that was supposed being life and
volume back to you hair. Sadie told me how to use some of the things and
then sat back looking at me over the top of her glasses like she was
waiting for something.
"I don't know about you Daniel but I was taught to say thank you when
someone gives me a present"
"Sorry dear, thank you, it's really great"
She tutted, "Start with your hair, use the weekly treatment, followed by
the shampoo and conditioner. Once that's done blow dry your hair it's
much better for it then rubbing it with a towel". She said with a
disapproving frown "Ok I have some work to do so I'll be in my office
for a few hours; why don't you make a start now," she said giving me a
playful pat on the bum and walking out.
As I sat at the kitchen table looking at the wash bag with its partially
spilled feminine contents, the only thing going through my mind was that
she was calling it her office more and more. It was mine but I only used
it for job hunting now, where as Sadie was in and out of it all day now.
She had even moved some of the furniture around, turning the desk around
to face into the room and moving the two guest chairs back to the
corners. She had even removed my pc and laptop
So of I went to the bathroom, holding my bag and drew myself a bath
using the moisturising bath cream with its flowery scent. It felt really
nice when I got in and I could not help lying there for a bit and just
relaxing and enjoying the feel of it. I then remembered the treatment
gel which I had to wash into my hair and leave for 10 minutes, so I
ducked under the water and washed some in. When I looked up Sadie was
standing in the door way with her arm folded, "what do you think you are
doing," she snapped
I had no idea what I had done and just looked at her with a supressed
look on my face.
"You don't duck dummy," she said with a smile, "the bath has form and
body moisturiser in it and you don't want that in your hair, her use
this" she handed me the shower hose.
"Oh right," I said with a laugh, "is it a problem"
"This is for your body," she said pointing to the bath products, "and
this is for your hair, they are designed differently and you will not
get the full benefits if you mix them up like this. It will give you
dandruff, so rinse that out and do it again. Oh and while I'm her," she
walked over to one of the draws and took out a pair of white gloves and
putting them on, she then knelt down by the bath and asked me to put
some of the body wash into her hand, after doing that she rubbed them
together and began to wash my back.
"Aaahhh, what the hell," I said moving away from her hand they felt like
sand paper
"These are exfoliating gloves Danny, they will remove the dead skin and
make your skin look fresher and healthier, I've been using them since I
was a in my teens, why it's not too painful for you is it," she asked
with a smile
What could I say, "No it's fine, just wasn't expecting that," I said not
meeting her eyes
She then went at my back again and I swear she was rubbing harder, then
my chest arms.
"Up," she snapped
And up I got as she did my legs and bum, she spent a lot of time on my
bum and playfully spanked it a few times. Standing there in front of my
wife naked, being washed by her fully clothed I felt really humiliated,
I felt small and at the same time controlled, I could feel myself
blushing when I heard her laugh,
"Enjoying this are we Danny"
Startled from my thoughts I looked down at her smiling face and then
over at my rock hard erection. Before I could say anything her gloved
hands where on me and slowly she stroked and caressed me. She caressed
the head until I couldn't take it anymore and then stopped and started
to stroke the shaft and again stopped when I whimped, I didn't know if
she was teasing me or tormenting me with those gloves on. Soon I was
bucking the air and breathing hard when she stopped and almost laughing
said, "Well I think you are clean now don't you Danny," she took the
gloves off and said for me to do my hair as she headed towards the door.
"What, what about," I said red faced and not just from my arousal.
"Maybe later if you are good," she said not looking around as she left
but I could hear the laughter in her voices.
I tried to relax and get myself under control but it took a while, my
skin felt so sensitive even to my touch. Before long I was on the edge
again but I was hardly touching myself, one hand was gently brushing my
cock as Sadie had been, the other was playing with my nipples which had
never felt like this before. I was like this when the door burst open,
the sudden shock made me loss control and as I looked over to see Sadie
standing in the doorway glaring at me I pumped and pumped. I hadn't cum
like that it years.
"What the hell do you think you are doing," she demanded as she stormed
over to me and slapped me around the face.
"Sorry dear, you just got me so hot I could stop myself" I meekly
answered
"And you couldn't wait, that's disgusting," she spat, god I felt like a
naughty school boy and just sat there apologising.
"I don't ever want to catch you doing this again"
"You have some making up to do tonight," she turned on her heels and
left
I sat there for a bit feeling ashamed of myself and then heard her in
the bedroom talking to someone on the phone, was that laughter I heard?
God she wasn't telling her friends was she, I knew I couldn't ask her,
this wasn't a subject I wanted to bring up but I wouldn't put it past
her, how embarrassing. I wouldn't be able to look at any of them now.
Ok before she tells everyone I better get on her good side so grabbing
the shower hose I began the hair treatment again, the water was getting
cold now so I got out and dried myself with the fluffy white towel. My
skin did look good I had to admit, the cool air was bringing up goose
flesh so I put on my dressing gown and headed into the bedroom to test
the ground.
"Here he comes now," she said into the phone, "I better go".
She was smiling and laughing so even if she had told one of her friend
maybe that wasn't so bad if it meant I was in the clear.
"Finished?" She asked as she put her phone away
"er no I'm doing the hair treatment now"
"You should be wearing a towel on your head then to stop it dripping
everywhere, there are some in the draw there" she pointed over to her
dresser and I went and got one of the small white hand towel out, she
had to help me wrap it around my head and before long I sat at her
dresser looking in the mirror at myself wearing a white towel turban
like I had seen her do thousands of times.
"Who was that on the phone I asked" I asked
"No one to worry your pretty little head about," she said with a smile.
If I hadn't felt silly in the turban before, I did now. That and
everything else today meant that I didn't feel like pushing it, so I sat
quietly as she looked through my wardrobe,
"Are you looking for something dear," I asked trying to sound helpful
"No just looking"
A few minutes later and my time was up so off I went back to the bath
room to wash and conditioned my hair. When I was done Sadie had me sit
at the dresser as she blow dried my hair while brushing it back into a
semblance of my style I looked at it from side to side in the three
mirrors of the dresser getting an around look. It was a little fluffy
and a little softer than I normal wear it but I liked it. Sadie said
that the fluffiness would go as my hair got used to being blow dried.
"Now time to do your face" she said
I turned around opened up my feminine little bag and started getting
things out and reading the backs of bottles.
"Here," said Sadie coming over and taking the bag, "You need, this, this
and this for now. Did you use the exfoliating face wash "?
"err, no, should I?"
"Yes, next time you have a bath or shower, remember to use it, other
that, use it in the mornings and evenings"
"Now this is face toner you put some on the cotton wool and use that to
clean your face, like this," she said as she expertly applied the toner
to the wool and began to rub it over my face.
"Use small even strokes, here you try" she handed me the wool and I
tried to copy what I had seen her doing.
"No! Smaller strokes," she stormed making me jump
"Ok, sorry," I responded
"That's better, now do that over your face and neck, you will have to
refresh the toner and change the wool often, when you have finished that
use the moisturizer on your face and neck, you don't need me to show you
how to use that do you?" she asked me sarcastically.
"No dear I think I can manage that," I said with a smile trying to stay
on her good side.
Using such small wipes was going to take forever, I was basically
dabbing my face and wiping as I took the wool away. When I finished I
moisturized my face and neck. I got dressed in some old jeans and a
shirt put my slippers on and was about to add deodorant when Sadie
stopped me.
"You can't wear your deodorant Daniel, it will not go with the scent of
anything else and when scent fight like that you know how they give me
migraines," she said
"But I need to wear something dear," I said
"Here use this," she handed me a can of impulse body spray called very
pink
"What! You've got to be joking" I asked
"Look the products you are wearing are all for girls and all scented for
girls, if you put a manly scent on top of that it smell awful and I
really think it will bring on one of my migraines if we are not careful,
so use this as it will complete the other scents, just for around the
house put that on I'll make us something nice for dinner"
"Ok," I said as I sprayed a little of the girly scent on. I didn't like
it but there wasn't much I could say really I know how Sadie suffers
with migraine and if I was the reason she had one there would be hell to
pay.
We both went down stairs as Sadie wanted me to help her in the kitchen,
before long I was running around getting this and that for her,
measuring out and mixing ingredients, cleaning up the bowls and utensils
she had finished with.
By the time she had finished the prep work I was a mess, covered in
flower and oil. She tutted at me and told me to go and change.
I went upstairs and to my wardrobe which looked surprisingly empty, a
lot of my clothes seemed to have gone, the girl must have them in the
wash I though. What can I wear for just hanging out at home; I didn't
want to get any of my designer clothes dirty. That left well at the
moment an old red t shirt and some very old jeans, the jeans were very
old, a bit too small for me now and very faded, almost white. The t-
shirt was just as bad, I had got it to go clubbing years ago, it was
tight then, now it was very tight and a very, very bright red. I'd have
to talk to the girl; there really was reason for her to be washing all
my clothes at once. I felt ridicules and was sure I looked worse, I
gingerly made my way down stairs when Sadie saw me I was blushing and
trying to cover myself with my arm held across my body, looking at the
floor as I stood in the doorway to the kitchen .
To my supress she loved it,
"Wow," she said, "that look really suits you, really cool, you look
really hot"
I have never heard her say "wow" about me!
She came over and gave me a big kiss, when she pulled back she was
frowning and said, "Your lips are very dry," she looked like she was
thinking about something for a second before she carried on telling me
how great she though I looked, I have to say I'm not used to that kind
of attention and was as bright red as my top when she stopped.
"The only think wrong with it is your slippers, go and put your white
espadrilles on".
When I did that she still was not satisfied and rolled up the legs on my
jeans a little so they looked cropped.
"You should wear your espadrilles instead of your slippers now, they
make a much better house shoe," she said then stepping back "You look
really fashionable now, this is how you should dress casually".
"What's so great about that," I asked, I'd never really been too
interested in fashion going for more classic looks myself.
"Well, dish up and I'll tell you"
So I dished up dressed in cropped white skinny jeans, tight red t-shirt
with my hair blow dried and smelling of women's scent, as Sadie sat and
watched me all the time explaining to the my virtues of fashion, how it
showed people I cared what they thought and about my appearance, how it
would give me something to talk about with people who fell outside my
normal small talk of TV shows, and moves, yeah I'm a bit of a geek. I
felt the tension in my back go, I felt so relaxed.
We had a nice meal and then I washed up as Sadie went into the TV room
to find something to watch.
When I came in a few minutes later she had found a rom com that was just
about to start and so was sat together on the sofas to watch that. After
a while Sadie put her feet up on my lap and asked me to give her a foot
rub, maybe it was the mood the movie set; all the nice guys who would do
anything for love but without a complaint I took her shoes off and began
to massage her stockinged feet.
It wasn't long before I heard her giving satisfied moans, "that's really
good sweetie," she breathed as she relaxed and stretched out on the
leather sofas.
Just then I felt a snag and looked down to see that one of my nails had
caught her stocking and laddered it.
I stopped and looked up at her with a shocked face, "What have you done
now," she asked.
"Sorry honey, I think I've laddered your stocking"
"Well we can fix that," she said stopping the movie and leaving the
room. When she came back she had changed into her black satin pajamas
her stocking bunched up in one hand and her nail kit in the other.
"Time you learned how to do a manicure" she said and then went on to
explain the basics to me before sending me off to get us a glass of wine
each, "no beer for you you're on a diet from tomorrow"
And so for the next few hours I cut, filed, applied cuticle oil before
pushing them down and then filing the nail surfaces smooth, before
buffing and polishing with a soft file and then using a nourishing hand
cream, as we drank wine and watched the movie.
When I finished and showed Sadie she said I had done a good job for a
first try and with a little more practise she might let me do hers. I
was about to say that I didn't need to practise as I didn't really want
to do her nails for her when she leaned in and kissed me, she stroked my
chest and crotch through my tight clothes. We continued like this for
some time I kept trying to get into a position where I could take
control but the way we were I was on the bottom and not going anywhere.
She was in the driving seat, she was setting the pace, and she was in
control. It wasn't long before I was breathing hard and moaning and she
stopped stood up and said,
"Make sure everything is off and clean up down her before you come to
bed"
I was still lying on the sofa trying to stop my hips from grinding, with
my arms and legs spread, I must have looked a fool.
I could see her smirking as she left and know the answer.
I quickly cleaned up running from room to room making sure that the TV
was off and that I'd cleaned the glasses and tided up a bit, I didn't
want to be sent down again once I was up. When I thought I had finished
I walked through the kitchen and TV room making sure all was done,
locked the doors and ran upstairs.
When I got there she was naked on her back on the bed with a vibrator
between her legs.
"Jesus Christ! I didn't even know she had one of these," I thought as I
walked over to her, I sat on the side of the bed and kissed her lips,
she responded like a wild women. She was off the bed and had me in her
arms, she was kissing me with such force that I was on my back on the
bed in seconds as she moved her body up and over me until her shaven
pussy was in front of my eyes, "when did she shave that?" I wondered
"Kiss it," she said in a husky tone as she trapped both my arms under
her legs
God this was hot, she had never been like this before. I began to lick
and kiss and suck her. She kept up a steady stream of commands telling
me what to do, "faster," "harder," "not there idiot," before she
screamed and bucked on top of me. I felt something splashing my face in
time with her bucking. She rolled off me and got into bed smiling
happily.
"Hay, hang on what about me," I whined
"I'm too tiered now and beside, you've already had your fun today
haven't you?" She said with a smirked
"Clean your face and go to bed and no more playing with yourself it's
disgusting," I felt crushed; she was talking so offhandedly it sounded
like she was already falling asleep.
There I sat with a feminine scent hanging around me, with tight bright
clothes on, blow dried hair, manicured nail and now I had her squirted
juices on my face. I felt humiliated small and used. I sat at the
dresser and began to clean and moisturise my face and I swear I felt
close to tears.
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