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Halloween Pool Party by Brenda The Dane Estate sat on 15 acres in the hills north of New York City with a view of the Hudson, plenty of trees and open space and an amazing pool. It was one of the infinity style pools and it looked like you could jump all the way to the river from it. Near to it was an 8 person hot tub with hundreds of perfectly placed jets. It had a seasonal building around it that had a retractable cover so you could swim if it rained or year round. A bedroom, changing rooms, big screen TV's and a well stocked bar and grill completed this bit of heaven. Well maybe not for a lot of people but it was for me. I stayed here about half of my time, and would spend the night with the headphones on listening to tunes or watching the TV. For 2 years I was the pool guy tasked with keeping the pool and tub clean and maintaining the pool building. I had worked on pools for a few other folks for a while but the Danes' made me an offer to work full time for them. I would make more than all my pool jobs combined and plenty of time to myself to swim, chill out, or just go to town. They traveled a lot to so that was even more time for me. I kept my small apartment not far away. My few acquaintances knew me as Ron the pool guy, but I didn't hang out with them too much. I am a bit of a loner actually. I dated a few gals, but nothing lasted too long. I was always good looking and had a decent body as I was a swimmer in high school and college, I guess that I often felt intimidated by the young ladies I went out with. Always so in awe of their beauty and feminine manners that I just seemed to get clumsy around them. Maybe they thought I was beneath them because I didn't have a fancy career after college like they all did. But I was happy. I made great money with very few expenses. I ate most meals free at the Danes, the only suit I needed was a bathing suit. And I spent most nights sleeping in the room in the pool house. My car was new and paid for, I didn't really have any family to speak of, and was free to travel if I wanted. So back to the Danes. Dr. Thomas Dane was a high profile surgeon in Manhattan. I would only see him a few days a month as he mostly stayed at their condo in the city. He was about 45, 6' tall, smooth shaved and handsome. His wife Maddy was here most of the time. She had her own Hypnotherapy and Acupuncture clinic here in the valley and was quite successful on her own. She was 5'10", about a size 12 with maybe a b-cup chest and long dark hair. She swam daily and worked out often giving her a very strong and commanding presence. And wow did she look hot in a bikini. I know because I would tremble just handing her a towel as she emerged from her daily swim. I think she enjoyed how she looked down at all 5 foot 6 of me as I handed it to her before getting her a glass of wine from the bar. I am so glad I had baggy swim shorts on. Lol. So it's late September and the Danes were away for a week. I finished my work and decided to take a swim. Even with no one else around, by habit I went into the changing room to put on my swim shorts. As I was sliding them on I noticed one of Maddy's bikinis laying on the bench. It was bright yellow with a white heart print. I quickly imagined her in it and was seemingly drawn to it. I picked up both pieces and felt how soft they were. So much softer than they my baggy swimwear. I rubbed the panty against my chest, then brought it up to my face. I stretched them wide and pictured how pretty they looked on Maddy. I was getting more aroused and actually kissed the crotch thinking of my gorgeous employers pussy being in them. Getting to lick and nibble at her clit. It was too much and I quickly put them down on the bench and did my 20 laps. I went back to my place that night and had dinner but couldn't help but think about Maddy and that yellow bikini. I headed out to the neighborhood bar for a couple drinks, thinking maybe I would actually meet a gal and quit thinking about the days events. A couple of people I knew stopped in the bar but I couldn't clear my head and decided to go home and masturbate. Maddy's bikini seemed to be controlling my thoughts. I masturbated thinking about her in them and how soft it felt against my skin. I came a couple of that night and drifted off to sleep with visions of bikinis in my brain. With no one home I really didn't have much to do all day. Even the maid service that cared for the main house was not around this week. I turned on the stereo and with headphones in place fired up my laptop. I answered a few emails and then decided to surf around a bit. Not sure why but my fingers were just typing on their own, and I was soon looking at pics of young women in bikinis. I couldn't keep from getting hard looking at their beautiful fem bodies and how pretty their smooth crotches looked in the bikini panty. I felt like I was in a trance looking at them and I was rock hard in my pants. Not sure how long I was on the laptop but I finally gained enough of my senses to put it down and go for a swim. I went to change and there was that yellow bikini. I undressed and picked it up. I was shaking as I fastened the bra around my chest and tied the halter top around my neck. It felt electric over my nipples and and I caressed both sides as it hugged my slight frame. Then the panty. My legs trembled as I slid it up and over my stiff 6" cock. It felt so right but looked so wrong. If the top felt electric the bottom was lightening. I tried to tuck my cock back so it would fit flat in front but I was too hard. I gently rubbed the soft fabric over myself. It felt so nice and I exploded in the bikini before I could stop myself. I felt so guilty about what I just did. Maddy would fire me if she found out. I quickly took the suit off and washed it in the sink. I took my swim and went back to my apartment. Not much to do at the pool-house anyway. I decided to take the next day off and relax in town. "Look Thomas," Maddy Dane called to her husband. "I hooked into our home security system so even here we could watch our little project." Thomas joined his wife relaxing on the deck of their rental condo on the beach in Costa Rica. "Here is Ron on one of the pool cams. He finished cleaning and is on his laptop." "Is he wearing the headphones?" he asked. "Yes dear, and if he has been doing that as much as most young people use them my subliminal codes should start to work on him soon," Maddy replied. "I told you I would win this bet. You will just have to pay up when the time is right," she gloated. "Ha, you don't really think that he's listening to the music you want do you. He probably has his own play list." He laughed back at her. "We will see," she said, explaining that her techie showed her how to run background feeds through anything playing in the house. "Well you better keep it out of my headphones if you know what's good for you," he teased. "I certainly know what's good for me and maybe I already have done it darling, and you just don't know it yet," she teased back, then leaned over to kiss him. "Oh look he's heading for the changing area maybe he's going to go for a swim. Well look at him naked Tom, he does have a cute little body," Tom agreed and before commenting the watched their pool boy putting on the yellow bikini. "Wow, maybe your hidden tracks are having an effect," Tom said as they both stared at the young man totally oblivious to their spying eyes. "I can't wait to see how the week progresses," Maddy said with a satisfied smile on her face. The night went much like the last night with Ron thinking of Maddy and her yellow bikini. As he rubbed his chest with one hand his hair seemed much more noticeable than in the past. He remembered how he used to shave it all off when he was a competitor swimmer. Not that he ever won much but all the guys on the team did it. But he did it anyway. But when thoughts of razor cuts that he always seemed to get returned he thought better of it. Maybe he would get some Nair in the morning and use that he decided. He jerked off again thinking of wearing that bikini earlier and what he might do next time. After a leisurely breakfast he headed out shopping. He needed some groceries, and some socks and of course some Nair. He headed to the drugstore to get some the Nair. In the strip center he passed a nail salon with an sign out offering waxing. He was drawn to the sign thinking that might be easier than than the Nair but shook off the idea as too embarrassing. He strolled into the pharmacy and looked at the Nair and similar products. A young employe approached asking if he had any questions and he said he was looking for a hair remover. "Well any of those will work OK, but I will tell you something straight-up," she told him. "They are all filled with harsh chemicals and that's like really yukky for your skin." "What do you recommend?" Ron asked. "Waxing is the best. It may hurt a bit but lasts much longer, and leave skin smoother. Why don't you get your friend a gift certificate to the salon next door?" she said. Happy that she didn't seem to think it was for him he told her, "thanks maybe I will," and headed out the door. On the way back to the car he took another look into the salon. "Maybe she was right," he thought and decided to do it. Well maybe I should go to another town and do it. Hate for an old friend to see me in there. He had all day and drove about a half hour away. Wow, every strip mall has a salon it seems. Well let me try here. The first salon said they didn't do waxing on men, and he left feeling a bit embarrassed. "Were they all like this?" he wondered aloud. The second salon would do men but the price seemed outrageous. Not wanting to go home hairy he decided to try one more. He spotted Lady Olga's salon in the next strip mall. At the reception counter he was given a fair price and told that they could do him right away. Admitting to never getting waxed before, he just wanted his legs done and Olga reached over and plucked a hair off his chest just inside his shirt making the startled young man jump back in surprise, and said "Chest Too!" loud enough for all to hear. "And maybe back." "This is Myra and Portia, you will follow them and do as they say," she told me. I said "Yes Ma'am" and turned to follow them towards the back of the salon. I blushed as the gaze of about 6 or 7 female customers watched me following them. We got to a door and Portia told me to go in, take my clothes off and lie on my stomach, covering my ass with the towel. The waxing room had a padded table with the "required" tissue paper covering, a mirror and a few cabinets of supplies, and very bright lights. What they called a towel was really a hand towel and to me it looked more like a small washcloth. "What would that even cover?" I thought. Myra explained what they were going to do and said it may hurt a tiny bit but that I was to stay still. As she checked the wax, Portia put my clothes in a cabinet. I wonder why she locked the cabinet with a key, but figured it was to help clients feel that their belongings were secure. They each started on a leg and I did wince a bit when after spreading the wax they rubbed a cloth on it and yanked. But no shaving cuts so I was resigned to enjoy it. With my legs done almost to my ass and my back done they told me to turn over. Not so easy to keep my package covered and turn over at the same time, I tried to do it gracefully as possible. Although pretending to look away as I turned I know Portia and Myra tried to steal a glance. Myra and Portia were both probably in their 40's, matronly but pretty like Olga and with the same accent. Probably Polish or Russian or something. They soon started on the front of my lower legs . The pain was hardly noticed down now, just that little bit of a wince. Especially when they both yanked a strip at the same time. A quick knock at the door and Olga stepped into the room and said something in her native language to my waxers. They both nodded and Olga said, "Okay," then quickly pulled up my towel, looked at me for a second, looked at my face briefly, and said, "Ya, do full treatment girls," and walked out. I asked what full treatment meant? Portia said, "Miss Olga won't let anyone out that doesn't look perfect, and we are to see that you do." Still kind of shocked over Olga's actions I just kinda said OK and laid back on the table. My legs done up to my thighs and I started to get a bit aroused as they were working closer and closer to the towel. Portia moved to my chest, blocking my view as Myra slid the towel away and got up into my bikini line. I was not expecting that and started to move but Portia pushed my chest down to the table and told me, "It is okay. We have seen men before." It was to late to stop it and when Portia finished my chest she helped Myra by pulling and stretching my privates to make it easier to wax. She even held my legs up so Myra could wax my taint and around my ass hole. Well no way I was going to get embarrassed by being hard under these conditions. Far form it. I shrunk like I was swimming outside in winter. Finally done and Myra started rubbing a lilac lotion into my skin starting at my feet. She said it would help the skin feel better and had ingredients to help slow future hair growth and I would smell really pretty too. "Oh great, now I get to smell pretty, I still have to go shopping," I thought to myself. As she rubbed in the lotion my my skin felt immediately better. Portia was looking at my face and telling me to hold still, she started trimming my brows with a tiny scissor. I told her my brows were fine and she said she was just going to clean them up a bit. "We do men brows all the time, not to worry," she told me. Maybe I should have worried as I next felt her applying wax under my brow and ripping it off then another strip on top. I was certain there was nothing left but I could do nothing about it now. She finished my other side, plucked a few strays and pronounced me finished as Myra put some of the lilac lotion on my brows. I swear it felt like they were all gone but I couldn't see the mirror. My clothes were returned and Myra asked if I was getting a mani and pedi too? I told her I couldn't today but thinking I would not be doing this kind of thing again anyway, said I would be back next week for it. I went and paid Olga and she smiled and said I looked and smelled great and asked me to come see them again soon. I said I would and left a large tip for Myra and Portia. I got in my car and realized I had spent almost 3 hours in there. As I looked in the mirror before backing out I caught a glimpse of my eyebrows. There were two delicate arches over my eyes. Oh my goodness, how am I going to explain that to anyone. Maybe I will shave the rest off or something. Or sun glasses, yes big sunglasses that will cover them up. I went to Target for socks and because the grocery was there. First I went to the sunglasses rack and found a pair tat would cover my brows. They were a womens style but seemed pretty unisex to me. It didn't take long to get the socks but on the way back to the register I had to pass through the womens section and there it was. A whole rack of End-of- Season bikinis on sale. Something flipped in my mind and I knew I had to get one. I remembered that Maddy's was a size 12 and seemed to fit me, so I looked at those. No one seemed to be paying attention so I went through them looking for the hottest one. I found a soft pink with white lace trimming on it and had to have it, oh and the same one in black and red. I headed to the check out and the clerk rang them up saying that it looks like someone was going to get a nice present. If she only knew, lol. I got my groceries at the nearby supermarket and headed home. After putting the food away I couldn't wait to try on my new swimsuits. I decided to try the black and red one first. It felt so delicious against my now smooth and hairless body. I ran my hands over my body and the soft swim suit and it made me hard instantly. I hopped into my bed and stroked myself furiously thinking about how nice it would be to swim in the new pink one the next day. I fell asleep in my bikini and didn't wake up until 10 the next morning. I decided that I wasn't going to wait until I got to work so after a shower and further examining my now hairless body I wore my pink and white bikini under my jeans and tee shirt and had breakfast then headed for the Danes' home. It was a sunny early fall day so I hit the button to retract the roof over the pool and started my chores. "What the heck, ain't no one here but me", I thought and took off my outerwear and decided to do my work in my bikini. It felt so fun and a bit kinky to be working like this but I didn't care. I would take a break and do a few laps then rested a while with some music and web surfing. Checked my email and there was one from Maddy that said she would be home Saturday. She mentioned that she had left a couple gallons of paint in the garage to repaint the guest bedroom in the pool house and wondered if I could take care of it before they returned. She said there was a roller and brushes and everything else needed with the paint. It was just Wednesday so I had a couple more days to enjoy my privacy. I replied that everything was cool here and I would take care of the painting and looked forward to their return. The sun was shining brightly as I surfed the web a bit more. Again drawn to pics of bikinis but this time it was guys in bikinis and they all seemed smooth down below. I read about how these "tranny" guys tucked there cocks to get a smooth look and knew I should do that too. It felt really odd at first, but once I ran my hand over my smooth crotch in the beautiful bikini I was wearing I was ecstatic. It felt so right and looked so pretty and natural. The snug bikini bottom hugged everything just right and the lace trim made it look even more fem. I decided to get in the hot tub to relax a bit and after setting the timer I enjoyed the pulsating jets over my body. Like a super massage, it felt so relaxing. I turned to my side and felt a couple jets directly on my tucked back cock. What an amazing feeling. I let it pulse on me for a while and soon had an amazing orgasm without even touching myself. Oh my how wonderful that was. I wondered if that was why Maddy loved the hot tub so much. It must excite her every time she gets in it. "Women are so lucky," I thought. The tub turned off automatically and I hopped out and swam a few laps before going back to the headphones for more tunes and played some online games that I liked enjoying the warmth of the fall sunshine streaming in through the open roof. Around seven I decided to change and closed the roof and locked up before heading home. "Thomas, it looks like our pool boy has his own bikini now. Take a look at these cam views," called Maddy. "Wow," the Dr. replied, "I guess your subliminal codes really are effecting him. That doesn't look like one of your swimsuits darling." "No it's not. It really is sexy though. He must have bought it himself," she laughed. "And did you notice when I zoom in that his body is shaved smooth too? This is even better than I hoped for. I didn't think it would have such a strong effect on him. His mind must have been very susceptible to the programming for it to work so well. He may be a 'Pool Girl' quicker than I thought." The Danes both laughed at that before turning of the cam feed. On the way home I stopped at Target again. I felt like I was in a trance as I headed right for the lingerie section and picked out a half dozen pairs of tight lacy panties. "If the bikini felt so nice all day then they must feel just as good," I thought. The clerk gave me a funny glance as I paid but said nothing. As I passed a mirror on the way out I realized that my bikini top was showing a bit through my shirt. "Oh shit" I thought, I had better be more careful about that in the future. I should have taken it off before leaving work. I made a nice dinner and turned on the tube for a bit but I wanted to try on my new purchases. Stripping out of my jeans and tee shirt I admired myself in the bikini a bit. As I took off the top I noticed a bit of a tan line from all the days sunshine. I was annoyed with myself as I already had a pretty good tan I did not think it would happen. When I dropped the bottom off there was a tan line there as well. But now I was stuck like this. I figured it would just fade away and probably be gone by morning I consoled myself deciding no one will see it anyway. I grabbed my shopping bag and tried on my new panties, admiring how sexy pretty they looked when I tucked. Finally I just jerked off and drifted off into a nice deep sleep. I figured I would get the painting done in the morning. Hi headed to the Dane's early Thursday anxious to get the painting done so I could swim. I found all the supplies in the garage as Maddy had directed. I moved it to the pool house and took inventory, Brushes, roller, cleaning supplies, drop cloths and a package of 10" wide lace wall trimming with a note that it would be a border around all the walls just below the ceiling. I moved all the furnishings either into the pool room or in the center of the room and covered everything with drops. The room was about 14x20 feet and it shouldn't take too long to finish. I cranked up some tunes from my play list and blasted it through the building. The work went easy and by 1pm I was placing the pretty lacy border strip along the top of the walls. After cleaning everything up and moving the room items back into place, I finally stepped back to look at it all and could only think, "Wow, is that pink and girly." Then another thought struck me. I am the one that sleeps here so why did she want it so pink. Maybe she is going to get rid of me and have some niece or someone move in. Oh man she better not fire me, I don't want to work anywhere else. Well I cant do anything about it now. I went to change into my black and red bikini. As I undressed I noticed that my tan lines from yesterday were darker and more noticeable. Damn, I didn't want that. Well at least it doesn't show with this pretty bikini on I told myself and I strutted around like a giddy young girl a bit, and finally jumped in and swam some laps. After 25 or so laps I climbed out and was going to check my email when my phone rang. It was Maddy calling from Costa Rica. She wondered about the painting and I told her I had finished. "And what do you think about the color?" she asked. "Well it is a very girly pink Ms Dane. It may take some getting used to if I continue sleeping in there," I replied. "Well, I am sure you will adjust to it. I think it's the perfect color for you." And before giving me a chance to ask why she said, "So what have your been doing while we were away Ronnie?" I said that I made sure everything was clean, that I did some personal shopping and mostly sat around listening to music and texting and web surfing. "Have you been using the headphones for the music Ronnie?" she asked. "Oh yes Ms Dane I can still hear the phone with them on. I hope it's OK?" I replied. "Yes Ronnie that's a good girl," she said. "Please continue to use them. Remember that Thomas and I will fly back to NY tomorrow and I will be there Saturday morning. I expect you to be there when I arrive and the housekeeper too. Please leave her a note to that effect for me." "Yes Ms Dane, I haven't seen her yet but will remember to do that for you. You can count on me as always Ms Dane," I told her. "Yes Ronnie, I'm sure I can. And another thing Ronnie, please call me Miss Maddy like Annie (the house keeper) does, I like the sound of it better than Ms Dane," she directed me. "Oh yes certainly Ms de. I mean Miss Maddy," I corrected myself. "I will see you Saturday morning." She hung up before I could say anything else and I wondered why she started calling me Ronnie? It was always Ron before. The rest of the day went mostly like the others. The new paint smell was still quite strong so I went home for the night. Thom asked his wife about the call and was told that everything is going according to plan. "I do look forward to flying out of here tomorrow. And staying with you at the NY condo tomorrow night will be fun before heading back up the valley. I so love our time together when you are not at work dear." In fact I have something planned for tomorrow night that I am sure you will find exciting". With that she hugged him tight and seduced him on the veranda enjoying their last vacation night. Friday morning they caught their early flight to NY. A slow limo ride into the city and they were having a relaxing dinner at their favorite Hells Kitchen Bistro. An early evening and back at the condo they enjoyed the view of the skyline smooching on the patio of their 58th floor city home. Breaking away from a deep kiss after feeling Thoms' hard on through his pants Miss Maddy whispered the trigger word "Thunderbolt" into his ear. He stood motionless for a minute and then almost like a robot said, "What may I do for you Miss Maddy?" "Strip and lie on the bed. You will not be able to move once you are there." In a trance he obeyed his wife's commands as she pulled a small box out of a dresser drawer. She climbed on the bed sitting astride her man with her ass on his face. "Lick it," was all she said. As she felt his talented tongue worshiping her bottom hole she reached forward and took his flaccid cock and soon had it encased in a metal chastity tube with a titanium lock through its loop. She released him form his trance and he continued to lick her. She moved so he could tongue her swollen, wet pussy and didn't get up until she had 3 orgasms all over her chastised hubby's face. She rolled off Thomas and when he reached down he felt the metal cage trapping his cock. "What the hell is this supposed to be Maddy?" he yelled at her. "Calm down Thomas you will wake the neighbors. That is my chastity that you are going to wear while you are in the city. I know you still like to think you are the playboy you were in college but that's going to change. You will only have sex when you come home to me as that's where the key for the lock is. And you will start behaving a bit better in the future if you want it off.. If you do then your sex life will be hotter than you could ever imagine. Do you understand what I am saying Thomas?" "Yes Maddy, but why couldn't we talk about this if you had a problem?" he asked. "And what did you do to get it on me? Did you put some dam hypno trigger in me. I told you not to do that. Dammit!" "What you said and what I do aren't always compatible Thomas. Kinda like you're buying 2 thousand worth of drinks at a strip club for your doctor buddies last month. It's time for me to take proper control of this marriage like a woman should. And if you want that cock freed you better get on board with it," explained his beautiful wife. "Well we have things at the hospital to cut rings and stuff of of patients you know," said the DR. trying to retake control of his marriage. "Go ahead and try darling but it won't work the lock is titanium. Your cutters wont work. And if I find out you have disobeyed me and somehow removed it without damaging your precious cock you will be in real trouble. Remember, the trigger phrase is always active for me! Now lets get some sleep I am tired after all the travel and orgasms." Not much going on Friday. A quick check of the house and grounds and time for me. I opened the roof as Indian summer was upon us and I wanted to enjoy the fresh air. Might as well enjoy it before Maddy gets back. I quickly dressed in my pink bikini again and took a quick swim. A nice burger on the grill for lunch and time for the headphones and some gaming. I could not concentrate on the game with Miss Maddy occupying my thoughts. Why was she calling me Ronnie? Why would she want the room pink? Too bad I won't be able to wear this pretty bikini until she goes away again. I soon drifted off to sleep in the lounger and it was sundown when I awoke. I hit the button to close the roof and remembered I needed to go back to my apt for some clean clothes and things as I wanted to sleep here tonight so I wouldn't be late to greet Miss Maddy in the morning. As I changed into my clothes I realized I had caught a lot more sun than I expected again and my bikini tan was now very noticeable. I couldn't worry about that now and made a quick trip to my place and it wasn't long before I was heading back to the Dane's for my first night in that pink room. I put on some tunes and the headphones and was soon fast asleep. Little did I know what effects I was subjecting myself to every time I turned the music on. And this time I had the headphones on all night. I was up at nine and put on a pair of white lacy panties as I couldn't wear my swim suit under my jeans and t-shirt. I told myself I should just wear boxers but couldn't seem to pull them on. I just somehow knew I should wear the panties instead. I seemed drawn to them like magic or something. But they did feel so nice and snug on my clit, I mean my cock. Wow why would I even think clit. That's weird.