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Aimee's Makeovers Part One By Jena Corso Tony and Aimee have been dating since the last two years of college and their relationship had never been better. Since Tony's graduation, they've spent a lot more quality time together than when they were in school. Aimee is in her third year of school and is looking to become a fashion designer. As for Tony, he now has a degree in finance and has been horsing around with his band with the hope of becoming a rock star. He figured he would devote his summer to the band and see what shakes out, but it is getting tougher and tougher to get good gigs to play in. Aimee is the perfect girl next store type of person. She is the daughter of a plumber and a hairdresser and from a great support system. She is the opposite of Tony with respect to the fact that he pretty much has lived away from home since college and has always been independent. For Tony it's somewhat of an adjustment to even be committed to someone like her, but it's been fantastic. She's a great girl and is very easy going but is really not into the rock thing. She has been discouraging him and telling him it is time to grow up and use his degree. She loves teasing him, saying that she'll be the money maker and he'll be the homemaker if he doesn't grow up soon. Aimee is what you would call a go getter. She goes to school full time and has always had an assortment of jobs from the mall to the gym to the salon, while Tony is home sleeping during the day and working his gigs at night. It's tough though for Tony, as he loves the rock band thing. He's into the long hair and the cool clothes, so it will not be easy to wear a suit, cut his hair and work 9-5. Aimee has always been great through his obsession, helping pick cool rock and roll clothes for the band, and just been a support system for him. Plus, she's been good for his health by helping him eat right, workout and have a positive outlook. Well, as usual she was right. The summer was flying by and the band was going nowhere. With Labor Day 3 weeks away, he caved in and applied for a few jobs. He began interviewing like crazy and found a decent job with a company in retail finance. He really felt great in this job and it seemed perfect for him, with a lot of young cool people, a hip environment, and great benefits. It was different for him to work with career oriented people who were conscious about what they said and how they dressed. He was used to the band where people said anything they wanted, slept in every day, and wore whatever clothes looked clean. Aimee started class again and took on a lot of elective courses this semester, like cosmology, hair design, and fashion. She was so excited about her classes and more into it than ever before. It was also the busiest he'd ever seen her and their time was becoming limited, based on their crazy schedules. It was like they were becoming different people. He felt like he was living two different lives. He would play in the band on the weekends and wakeup on Monday and go to his regular job. On Friday and Saturday - he felt cool with his ripped jeans and long hair and being on the stage. During the week, he'd jump into a suit and be as corporate "cool" as he could be. He was realizing that "Image" was huge, and his appearance was important. He was used to wearing a t-shirt, jeans and the occasional spandex, and now had to invest in more slacks, suits, and fashion. This was not easy for him, as he was not the best at matching and picking things out. He knew he needed to be more aware of corporate attire. "Should I be more business casual? Do I cut my hair instead of wear it slicked back in a ponytail? Do I shave my light beard?" Tony thought to himself. Well, Tony figured he had a fashion guru in Aimee, so he'd reach out, but she really didn't know the corporate environment. Or did she? Well, he didn't know anyone else who could help anyway, and figured she'd kill him if he asked another girl. He told Aimee that he needed her help. He felt bad that they were not spending a lot of time together since he started this job, and maybe they could spend a little fashion time together. She was thrilled!! He could have never predicted how this would change his life and help further their relationship, because it was like she was just waiting for him to ask for help in this area. He told her that if he was to be successful in his job, that his work performance would not be enough. He would need to look the part for a corporate job, and that would include dealing with a clientele of hip people. What made this even easier for him was that their lead singer needed some surgery and the band was going on hiatus for awhile. For Aimee, this was like a breath of fresh air. Tony agreed to spend time shopping together (She knew he hated shopping), discussing fashion, and agreed to experiment with her a little. Well, his first weekend off from the band was torture. It was like they spent all of Friday night at the mall and all of Saturday at outlets. He tried on things, she tried on things, and they bought nothing. "It's hard to understand, but girls can do this forever," said Tony, exhausted. "My feet are killing me and you are as energetic as ever." "You know what, honey," said Aimee. "Here is what we are going to do? It's time to apply some of the things I've learned in school to you. I have a questionnaire we use on makeover candidates, and I'm going to use it on you. I have a feel for what I think will look good on you, but now I want your input. You have to be open and honest, and anything you say is cool." "OK, but isn't that for girls?" said Tony. "Kind of, yes - but It will give me am idea of what you like and don't like," said Aimee. "It will also tell me what you like on me, girls, coworkers, etc. and help make you fit in." OK, what the hell he thought, and sat down to fill it out, but the questions were almost impossible for him to answer, as they really did not apply to him, he thought. For example: Please list your measurements and clothing sizes How often do you shop? Please list your favorite work or professional styles Please list your favorite evening wear Please list your favorite club wear Please list your favorite hair styles How often do you have your hair done? How often do you utilize skin products? Are you currently dieting? Well, Tony did his best, but when he turned in his answers she was pissed!! "OK," she said, "I guess you are clueless - we better go shopping, and try on things again." "Isn't that what we did for two days?" said Tony. "No, you jerk! All we did was shop to see if you could select any form of style. It's obvious that you have no clue what works for you, or anyone! Look, maybe we should just break up. I think you are not into anything I am, or even trying," Said Aimee. "No, stop" said Tony. "I am willing to try, I really am. Let me try to fill out that survey again please." "This is your last shot with this crap," she said. "If you don't take an interest now and get serious, we are done! And what about your career, people will notice that you don't care. How about talking to me? I know nothing about your office or work environment. Communicate with me! Tell me what the office is like, and what people wear?" "Ok, I have an idea! How about you come with me to happy hour tomorrow night, with everyone from the office?" said Tony. "You can meet me a little earlier at work, get a feel for the environment and dress code, and then we can go out drinking with them. It's casual Friday ,so everyone will be a little more relaxed." "I would love that!" she said. "Now we are getting somewhere here. Ok, here's the survey again. I have some ideas to help you." As he sat down, prepared to fill out the survey, she filled the kitchen table with magazines. Fashion, hair, fitness, and health were topics he never read about until today. His idea of looking at these magazines was to check out the hot chicks in bikinis. She instructed him to use post-its for things he liked, so she could see them and to fill out the survey after reading them. "Make sure you are very detailed, please," she said. "Now stand up, and be still." Surprising him, she raised his arms and pulled off his shirt. Then she proceeded to pull out a cloth tape and measure around his stomach, under his chest and just above his breasts. She measured his arms, his neck and his head. She was writing notes everywhere on a chart. She nibbled his ear and kissed his neck as she did it, which quickly aroused him. She forcefully pushed him back to the chair and removed his socks and shoes. Then quickly unbuckled his pants, dropping them to the floor and told him to kick them away. Measurement of his hips, legs and feet followed as he stood there in shock as she continued to write notes all over her chart. When she finished writing, she just stared him up and down, not saying a word for what seemed like forever. "I see you like being measured," she said with a huge smirk on her face. "But one thing is out of place and will ruin your figure. I'll take care of that for you, if you'd like me to?" Nodding and looking at her with total fascination, he was so hot and surprised. She grabbed his manhood and quickly lowered her head, licking the rim before engulfing it in her mouth and began sucking it like she never had before. Tony could tell she was so aroused and excited as she moaned and quivered, but unfortunately he could barely control himself and lasted about a minute before exploding in her mouth. She swallowed it and licked the remnants from her lips, enjoying every ounce of his juice. It was amazing he thought, as she smiled and handed him a peach colored bathrobe as she scooped up his clothes. "Put this on until I get back and get to work now. I'm going to enjoy this with you, and if you do a good job on your assignment, I'm sure we can take this to the next level," said Aimee. "Oh, I will," said Tony. "You can strip and measure me anytime!" "I'll be back in a few hours," she said, giving me a warm kiss. "Take your time and be as detailed as you can. Try to also point out things that the other men and women at work wear." "Where are you going?" said Tony. "Shopping of course, we both need something for happy hour tomorrow," said Aimee. After she left, Tony sat down and filled out the survey in tremendous detail. It actually was kind of fun. He reviewed about twenty magazines and put post-its on dozens of pages. He picked out suits, casual wear, and club wear. He highlighted outfits for men and women, and tried to annotate things worn at work. He was able to recognize things worn for cocktail parties, happy hour, and presentations. He was starting to get the hang of it. About three hours later, she returned. In a way, he was dreading her return, but was trying to be as positive as possible, as hopefully she'd be satisfied. He had no idea if he did a good or bad job, but when she saw the results of his work, she was thrilled. It was a tremendous relief. They talked for hours and hours into the night. She explained to him why a lot of the things he selected did or did not work, until they both passed out in each other's arms. "Crap - I fell asleep," said Tony, as the alarm went off in the morning. "I have to run home and take a shower and get some clothes, or I'll be late." "Relax, I bought you an outfit for today, honey. Did you think I took all those measurements for nothing? Go take a shower and I'll get your things ready. I want to try a few things on you," she said. "Use his shampoo and conditioner and let the conditioner stay in your hair for ten minutes. Your hair looks like a rats nest." It was great to feel this way with Aimee again, he thought. As he showered, he was curious but relaxed as he knew she liked buying flashy and fashionable things, and for work he was way more conservative. When he stepped out of the shower, there she was staring at him, ready for business. "OK, you ready for some changes?" she said with a devilish look in her eye. "Changes, like what?" said Tony. "Truthfully, not really." "Well, too bad," she said sternly. "I studied your survey, your notes and your pictures, and it's time to begin making you over. It's experimenting honey, and it's going to take some time. And we start now. So you told me you would do it, and now you are doing it. Anyway if you don't want to, you'll have to go home naked since I threw out those old ratty clothes." She handed him the peach bathrobe and had him sit down on the toilet after she closed the lid. She wrapped his hair in a towel, turban style from behind, and surprised him by sitting on his lap and looking him right in the eye. She proceeded to lather up his face and shave off his facial hair, including his sideburns, which he had for five years. "Ah, I didn't think this was part of the plan," said Tony, as he was shaking. "Much better," she whispered in his ear and kissed his soft face. "You are a work in progress honey. There are many things I've got planned, but we'll go slowly." She pushed his face back and told him to close his eyes and be tough as she proceeded to pluck out some of his eyebrows with her tweezers. "So, I see you like that?" she said as she could feel his erection grow under her ass as she was sitting on his lap. "What do you mean?" said Tony. "Is it me, or the pain of plucking you like?" she said laughingly as she wiggled on his hard on. "Keep your eyes closed," she said, as the next thing he knew, she was rubbing something with a gooey feel all over his face. "It's just a facial mask to clean that disgusting dirt from your pores. It will harden in a minute, so be patient while it does, and I will place these slices over your eyes." Now he could see nothing, which was kind of nerve racking. He felt her remove the towel from his head and start to pick at his hair. "What am I going to do here?" she said while playing with his hair. "I hate to cut it all off or buzz it. There are a few short styles that I really love, but I did notice you didn't choose any short men's hairdos?" "Please, it has taken me forever to grow," Tony pleaded. "And I need it when I'm in the band. Plus, there are a few other guys at work with ponytails. Not all the guys have short hair." "Ok, you big baby," she said. "I really didn't want to actually. I love you with longer hair, so I'm glad, but as long as you let me do it more often for you, and you take care of it. Plus, there's no time to mess with it now anyway, so I'll just do something quick." "Deal," said Tony as she began sectioning it and pinning it with something. He could hear nothing else as she filled his hair with some mousse and started the blow dryer. She section by section combed and dried it a little, before doing something unexpected. I could feel her twisting and pulling at it and it was becoming very tight at his scalp. "What are you doing?" said Tony. "We made a deal, right?" she said as she turned off the blow dryer and he could hear her snap the scrunchie. "Which means whatever I want, and you'll see later. That's gotta just stay a little and dry fully. Now stand up and let me work on your body. I have wanted to do this since the first time I meet you." Knowing her the way he did ,he was curious but had a feeling which turned out to be correct as he could feel her covering his chest with shaving cream. In an instant and without hesitation, she was removing all the hair from his chest and working her way to his stomach. Next, she shaved his arms and it was over in an instant. "I would love to do your legs too," she said sarcastically "but that will wait for next time, because we are out of time today and you aren't wearing shorts. Ok, let's wash off that mask and get you dressed." Quickly she washed him up and he saw his outfit once the peels came off his eyes. It was a lilac button down shirt with tan pleated pants. His shoes were tan and his socks were thin knee highs. This was something he would have never picked and very different than the blue or grey suits he normally wore. When he put it on, he stared at himself in shock as it was tight in the rear and tapered. "I can't go to work like this, and my hair, it's braided!" said Tony, getting a good glimpse of himself now. "Stop, come here and relax," she said as she handed him one of the fashion magazines and she pointed to a model dressed exactly the same way.. "Let me finish that hair, so you won't be late" She began to remove the French braid she created and tied his hair back in a ponytail. "OK, see. Now turn to page 19 and look at the hair," she said as she held a mirror to the back of his head and he could see his normal ponytail was there, but now just very wavy. "See, you are my gorgeous model," said Aimee, as she kissed him and sent him off to work. When he got to work, he was nervous but actually no one really noticed. He received a compliment here and there but nothing really to talk about. He wasn't sure whether he should be insulted or relieved, but realized people were busy and basically just went about their business. Before he knew it, the day was over as it flew by and he made his way over to happy hour for some fun. When he got there, it was so relaxing. A couple of the girls from the office came up to him and kissed his check and told him how great he looked. He returned the compliments by telling them how hot they looked, and they began to drink and have fun. Being with everyone in a non- corporate environment really opened his eyes as he was used to seeing a lot of the group being more guarded, so this was really a great opportunity to get to know people better. After about a half hour of drinking and checking out the sights, he heard one of his buddies from the office telling him to check out the hot girl at the end of the bar that just came in. He looked up and took a double take as it was Aimee looking smoking hot! She was by far the most beautiful girl in the bar. He could see all the guys checking her out and trying to catch a rap with her as she made her way over to him. "Hey babe, and hi everyone. I'm Aimee, Tony's girlfriend," she said. "Sorry I couldn't make it earlier, but here I am!" In an instant and without uttering a word, he gained a new respect from all the guys as simple pleasantries were exchanged by all. He had not seen Aimee look this fantastic for a long time, as they had been preoccupied with their school and work, and really not been out much. He really was happy to see her with makeup on, and out of her sweatpants. She looked like a she just walked off the runway, as she was literally dressed to kill. She had on a sea foam green sleeveless backless mini dress, with stiletto matching sandals which showed off her amazing body. Her hair was parted to the side with large curls and waves, and was pulled behind her ear on the left side. She had on large gold sparkling dangling earrings and a matching necklace, which was positioned perfectly to highlight her cleavage. On her right wrist, she had on a bunch of gold thin bangle bracelets, and a thick gold bracelet on her left bicep. Her makeup was flawless, and her long French manicured nails were perfect as always. If she was six feet tall instead of 5'6", she'd be a model. As she got to know everyone, she was the center of attention for the guys, but she was not the kind of girl to be a flirt. She had a way of mingling right in with everyone, like she'd known them forever, and as usual she did. Before long, she had learned everyone's name and was exchanging phone numbers with the other girls, as she always enjoyed making new friends. It was just a fantastic night for Tony and she made him feel so special. After a few hours, everyone began to go on their way and Aimee gave Tony a look. "Time to go, honey. I've got other plans for tonight, and you look so hot," she whispered in his ear. "Let's go dancing, and I know some people from school that are hitting a new club I want to try." Well she didn't have to say that twice as they quickly said goodnight and grabbed a cab. In the back of the cab ,she kissed him passionately as they were both a little tipsy and incredibly aroused. They arrived at a new club called Swing, which had an enormous line up to get in, but luckily she knew the bouncer so they were able to skip the line. When they got inside, it was Aimee this time that was introducing him to everyone and they continued drinking and having fun. She must have known like 50 people at this club, and they danced four or five fast beat dances, before Tony needed a break and asked her if they could sit down for a bit. The second they sat down, a group of the girls grabbed her and dragged her back out on the dance floor with them while he relaxed for or a few minutes, needing a break. Sitting there he was surprised by what happened next. "Hey, let's get back out there to dance," said one of her large male friends, Victor. Confused, Tony said "Already? I just took a break, and Aimee and your girlfriend, Melissa, are still going strong out there." "Come on," said Victor as he grabbed his arm and pulled him out there. Tony had little choice as they began to dance with the group, but suddenly he was dancing with Melissa and Victor was dancing with Aimee as the song changed. Melissa was dancing closely with Tony and rubbing against him, which was hot but totally unexpected. As she spun behind him, she pulled out the scrunchie from his ponytail and ran her fingers through his hair as she freed it. When she twisted back in front of him, she popped the buttons from his shirt, exposing his entire chest and shockingly kissed his nipple. "You are yummy, and I wanted you to let that hair down," Melissa whispered in his ear. Tony was actually in shock and could see Aimee laughing as she saw everything and appeared to be enjoying it. He thought it was over as the song ended, as he thought they were just messing with him as Aimee cut in to start the next song. Unfortunately, he was wrong when Melissa grabbed Aimee and they started dancing closely and he was trapped on the dance floor ,awkwardly dancing with Victor, who surprisingly danced right up to him and put his hand on his shoulder and started gyrating his hips. Melissa and Aimee then quickly switched back as they could see the fright on his face as a slow song came on. "Relax," said Aimee in his ear as she nibbled it. "We are just having fun, and you are way too uptight. I noticed you enjoyed dancing with Melissa and she is hot, isn't she? It's cool, it's all in good fun." "Ok," said Tony. "I'm just shocked by this, but I'll try to relax." "That's better, I just want you to have fun and open up with me. I want you to let me help you experience things just like we did last night and earlier today," said Aimee. "If we are going to stay together ,you are going to have to trust me and go with the flow. Melissa is a great friend from school, and we are close. She is wonderful. Now, I assume you are ready to get out of here and go to my place." She didn't need to tell him that twice as he was ready to leave in an instant. When they got to her place, he was not sure what to expect, but he was hoping the sex would be fantastic. He could tell she was revved up for some fun, and he was ready for whatever she had in store. The second the door closed behind them, she began stripping him. "Don't move a muscle," she said as she removed all of his clothes and stared at him with a devilish smile. "So what's on your agenda for this three day weekend?" "UMM... Nothing really, why?" said Tony. "Barbeque, softball game, beach maybe." "I see," she said as she rubbed her hand across his ass. "Would you consider a change in plans and be interested in being with me all weekend? Let me set the agenda for us?" "Really! That would be fantastic," said Tony. "What did you have in mind?" "Well, right now my agenda includes shopping, the nail salon, a few parties, and some homework, but I think I could squeeze you in." "Absolutely" said Tony as she was now sucking me with furor and I exploded in her mouth in no time. "Is that all you got tonight, honey?" she said, licking his drops from her lips as he knew she was really hot and revived up. "Definitely not," said Tony. She grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom and turned on the water in her Victorian claw foot tub. She poured in some scented bubble bath and began lighting about a dozen candles, and finally she allowed Tony to help strip off her clothes. He grabbed her gorgeous breasts and caressed and kissed them as she moved her hips with authority as water splashed everywhere. Her energy level was amazing as he was getting exhausted, even though basically doing none of the work. When they both exploded, she looked into his eyes and didn't need to say a word as they kissed passionately and she stepped out of the tub. "Now relax for a little while," she said as she poured him another glass of wine and tucked a foam pillow gently behind his head. "I think you may need a little break before round three! I'll be right back." Tony was so relaxed and satisfied as he quickly dozed off for a little cat nap. A little pinch on his leg startled him as he woke up quickly to find Aimee holding up his left leg. "Sorry honey!" she said as she splashed a little water near hip area. "You squirmed in your sleep, and I nicked you just a touch." "What are you doing?" said Tony. "Just what I told you I wanted to do, and you agreed to!" she said. "I hate those hairy legs, and I'm making them smooth just like the rest of your body. Just like I did to your chest and arms yesterday, and trust me you look one hundred times better, especially with that toned sexy body of yours!" "You are so out of control now Aimee," said Tony jokingly as Aimee always knew exactly what to say to calm me down. "No honey, I'm so in control right now, and don't you forget it!" Now shut up and flip over so I can finish making you smooth and sexy," she said as she kissed him passionately. "Don't be such a little bitch just yet. It's only Friday night and we have all weekend." He flipped over and she removed the last bit of hair from his ass, leaving him smooth all over with the exception of his private area, which she carefully trimmed with her small scissors. Without even saying a word to him, she sat back on his lap and lathered his face with shaving cream again and began removing any minor stubble that had grown during the day. "Ah much better, you look more like this model again! Now let's get back to some fun!" she said. "Get out, dry yourself and follow me." He followed her to the next room to find her bed filled with lingerie, Halloween costumes, and various dress up items. "Now let's play dress up, and spice up the night a little," she said. "You will get to pick our costumes first. Whoever cums first is the loser ,and the winner picks the next outfit and calls all the shots. This game lasts all weekend, and the loser must go along with anything the winner wants. You up for it." "You are so wild this weekend, girl!" said Tony. "It sounds awesome! Where did you get these crazy ideas?" "Well, actually from Melissa," said Aimee. "She told me it spiced up her sex life with Victor. Now, I want to try it on you and thought we could use the time to get closer and like we discussed experiment." "Cool," said Tony as he handed her a cowgirl outfit, complete with boots and a hat and pulled on the sheriff costume with a 10 gallon hat and gun holster. "It's time for ride 'em cowboy." Quickly, he grabbed the toy handcuffs and cuffed her to the bed. She played along and moaned and cried "Please don't hurt me, big strong cowboy!" said Aimee, smirking. Well, it was once again amazing sex but as hard as he tried, he could not outlast her as his smoking gun shot off first. The sight of her large breasts busting out of the cowgirl vest and the Daisy duke shorts with the boots wrapped around him doomed him in no time. "My turn now, isn't it?" she said with a huge grin as she pulled off his cowboy hat. "And I doubt you'll win at all this weekend. So let's have one more really good one, because after this one, I guarantee you'll need some rest." "Bring it on, Aimee," Tony challenged. "I doubt it." "OK, let me start you out slowly," she laughed as she looked around the room, formulating her ideas. "Ah yes, I got it. Take it all off and sit down right here. I'm going to blindfold you, and dress you up!" "Oh yeah," said Tony, as he quickly cooperated. Lifting his right leg, he felt her roll a stocking up his leg and felt the elastic hold it in place mid-way up his thigh as she quickly repeated this on the left leg. She then asked him to stand and he felt her pull up some form of silky underwear, followed by something tight around his hips and waist. Next he felt the feeling of something tight against his chest, and the snap at his back. He knew this was probably a brassiere ,as his breasts were being pushed upward and something cold and jellylike was being adjusted against them. She then grabbed his arms and pulled them through some form of shirt, which apparently buttoned in the front as he felt her cold fingers on his chest. The sensation at his feet was then fairly uncomfortable as she jammed his toes into some shoes which had tight buckles across his ankles and slightly elevated his heels. "Very cute so far. Hmm let me think for a second," she said. "OK, come on now, let just have sex now. God knows what the hell I look like," said Tony. "This can't be making you hot." "Ah, not yet. Cool your jets. I'm nowhere near done," she said. "You had your turn and lost. This is my turn and I want perfection. Trust me; getting you together is making me hot. Really hot! Now don't speak and don't move a muscle." Sitting down in front of him, she grabbed his hand and placed it on a folding table and he could feel her painting his nails. When she finished the right hand, she placed it under some form of dryer and then pulled over his left hand. She worked back and forth as she rotated three times, until she was satisfied. As he sat there drying , he felt her rubbing foundation all over his face and then her brush against his check. It wasn't long before the taste was unmistakable as she was painting his lips with something cherry flavoured, and he felt the stickiness. "You love that taste don't you?" she said laughing. "OK, be back in a second as I need to grab a few things, change, and finish you off. Don't move, because I want to complete your look and be fully dressed now!" Well those five minutes seemed like forever as his mind wondered what she was going to be wearing. He could hear her changing right behind him, and the smallest sounds of things like zippers or ruffling was making him crazy. Suddenly he felt her nails picking through his hair and she started brushing it almost violently without saying a word. "Ouch!" whined Tony. "Easy babe." "Sorry it's a little frizzy and messy after our fun tonight. But I'll fix it," she said as she was spraying it with something liquid and seemed to be parting it down the middle. At the right side, she pulled it tightly and snapped a scrunchie in it, pulled it tightly again, and repeated this on the left side. As she moved back to the right, he felt the warmth of heat near his ear and then heard the creaky squeak of something before feeling the tension as it clamped down tight, tugging at his hair. She repeated this four or five times before repeating this on the left side, and then the sound and smell of her hairspray against his head. She was humming happily as he could feel her picking at his hair a little and replacing his small silver hoop earrings with something else. He also felt her removing his favorite chains from his neck and felt something light on his chest. "Almost done honey - just a few more touches," she said as she sat right on his lap and removed his blindfold and held his chin, forcing his head back as he stared at the ceiling. "Now look straight ahead and no peaking downward at yourself or me. "Like I could if I wanted to," said Tony as she gave him no option. She then began lining his eyes and applying mascara as she moved back and forth a few times to each eye as she pushed his face upward with her thumb under his chin whenever he would even flinch. Next, she pushed his eyes closed as she softly coated his eyes with some form of shadow as he could see that she was also really made-up but could not see her outfit yet. "OK, finished. Now keep those eyes closed for a second as I just do one or two little things," said Aimee as she spun his chair facing away from the wall. "What's another few minutes," said Tony as he was curious but kind of aroused and actually a little refreshed after being able to take a little break. "OK, open up," she said. As he opened up his eyes and saw her , she looked beyond hot!! She was sitting on her desk ,wearing a navy blue skirt and suit, stiletto navy blue pumps, and a white shirt with one of his ties neatly tied around her neck. Her makeup was stunning as her lips were bright red and glossy, and her eyes were jet black and looked huge behind oval black rimmed glasses, which were positioned mid-way on her nose. Her hair was pinned on top of her head in a tight bun, with a pencil protruding through it, and a large pearl necklace sat on top of her tie and matched the dangling pearl earrings. In her left hand, she held a bright red apple and in her right hand she held a silver ruler. "So I see you have detention today, young lady," she said as she uncrossed her legs, revealing her fuchsia g-string. "I have heard you have been a very bad girl lately. So, is that true?" "Wow!" said Tony, shocked as he did not expect this role playing game. "This is not at all what I expected!" "What did you say, young lady!" she yelled at Tony. "Now stand up and walk over here immediately." Tony stood up and wobbled as he walked, as he was not used to his shoes as he took a few steps towards her. "Stop and look down at yourself ,and tell me what you see," she snapped at him. "Holy crap" said Tony, as he looked at himself in amazement. "A school girl?" "Correct, and what else?" she said. "Umm, I have no idea - now let's just have sex, so I can get this crap off," said Tony. "Wrong answer, you nasty little bitch" she snapped at him as she jumped up and whacked his ass with the metal ruler. "Now get your ass over here, and stand in front of the mirror and tell me what you see." She grabbed his semi erect penis which was apparent from under his skirt, and forcefully led him in front of the three way mirror, where his shock was magnified. Standing there, he was gazing at himself, speechless and stunned with his appearance. Again this dress up game was erotic but a bit scary as she pushed his head downward so he would begin by staring at the floor, and raising his eyelevel slowly. Starting by staring at his legs and feet, he was wearing white sheer thigh high stockings and black low heeled, 2 inch pumps with a strap around his ankle. As he continued moving his eyes upward, he saw he was wearing a dark red, grey, and black plaid pleated skirt, which was unable to fully mask his erection as it lifted the pleats. Next, his abs were on display as his white blouse was tied in front, revealing his bellybutton beneath it, and the lack of closed buttons and sheerness showed off his slight cleavage and dark red bra. It was then impossible not to stare at his face and hair, which more than anything froze him in his tracks. He reached out and touched his face, as it looked flawless, like a porcelain doll. He immediately noticed that his fingernails were painted a glossy dark red, which seemed to match his bra and pick up the color in his skirt. He twisted his neck, now horrified at how his hair swayed as he touched it, feeling one of the pig tails which was positioned high on his head and held tightly in place above each ear with long red ribbons. Each one was carefully defined by a series of dangling curls, which sprung back in place as he tugged at one, stunned at what she had done so quickly to his actual hair. His licked his lips, amazed at the glossy apple look and how they appeared huge in comparison to the pale masculine lips he had known all his life. In each ear and around his neck, he had delicate diamond studded hearts, which glistened in the mirror ,and last but not least, were his eyes which were now outlined in black and appeared larger ,as his lashes looked tremendous against the backdrop of his pink eye shadow. "OK, now I'll ask you again! What do you see?" she said, breaking his gaze at himself. "I see a kind of slutty school girl," said Tony, as she startled him, gaining his attention. "Ah better, I see you understand then," she said as he nodded his head in agreement. "You better clean up your act girl! Your skirts are too short, you wear too much makeup, and you are always acting like a little slut. I have seen you seducing the boys, and making out with seemingly the entire football team. What am I going to do with you?" "Gee I don't know Miss Aimee. I am sorry, and will do whatever you want," said Tony, playing the part. "Now that's better, you little slut," she said as she slapped his ass twice with the ruler and grabbed his manhood. "Now, what is that little problem under your skirt? This is not very lady like is it? We can not have this around in this classroom can we? And who told you to wear those bright pink panties?" "No, Miss Aimee, I'm sorry about that," said Tony, playing along as she stroked him gently and he exploded into his panties in no time. "Well, thanks for cooperating!" she said laughing as she knew she had won again. "Now get off those dirty panties, and let's continue with detention. Follow me you dirty girl." Aimee quickly took his wet panties into the bathroom and tossed him a new white pair from the bed as she led him back to her desk. Spinning him around, she pulled the panties up to his thighs and stopped to stare at him. "What should we do about this? You didn't tell me it was that time of the month, is it?" she said with a nasty stare. "Umm, oh yes, I'm sorry I get a little bitchy during this time," said Tony, playing along with a laugh. "Yes, I can tell you do, but I'll help you," As she bent him forward over her knee, she rubbed something on his anus and shoved a tampon up his ass. "Hey - what the f- OUCH!" screamed Tony as his objection was countered with the hardest slaps of the night with the ruler. "What was that you said, you little bitch? I can get something bigger if this is not enough to help you with this nasty period of yours," she said as she pulled up his panties tightly. "Now it's time to serve your detention by making your teacher happy, and performing your after school activities." "Yes Miss Aimee, no problem," said Tony, knowing this was getting wilder than he could have imagined. She then pushed him to his knees and hopped up onto her desk, gesturing for him to crawl closer and closer. When he was right up to the desk, she slipped off her g-string down her skirt, pushed a pillow to the floor for him to kneel on, and wrapped her legs around his neck. As he looked up at her, she grabbed each pig tail, pulling his face into her vagina and squeezed him in tightly with her legs. "Now it's time for you to serve your detention," she said with a nasty, forceful tone. "I want to feel that tongue that kisses all the boys passionately. Now get to work, and I'll release you when I'm satisfied you have successful ly completed your detention assignment." Tony positioned himself between her legs and she soon moaned continuously with pleasure as he ate deeper and deeper inside her, until her relief was apparent as the moan became a squeal. When her muscles finally relaxed, she pushed him back and jumped onto his lap and kissed him deeply and passionately as he could see she was now exhausted, and it was now the middle of the night. "Time for bed, my gorgeous little slutty student," she said as she grabbed his hand, tugging him to the bed. She kicked off her shoes, stripped off her outfit and pulled off his shoes before they both hit the mattress. She then undid his bra and top, unzipped his skirt, and took a moist towelette to his face as he was relieved to be out of his outfit. She pulled a red nightshirt over his head, and a pink one on herself as they collapsed on the bed. "I guess that'll do for tonight," she said with a grin on her face. "Sweet dreams, and remember I won this round. I'll try to get creative in my sleep."