The Family Business an Alternative Ending
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Author's note: This is an alternative ending to Missy's story "Just This
Once", with the first part a transcription of hers to help set the stage.
Missy's stories are always entrancing, and this one is no different. As
I often do with her stories, I find myself wishing for a different
outcome with a sense of justice for the protagonist, but I realize the
author has a different intention. This is the ending I was hoping for,
but you should read Missy's original (and superior) story first to see
what happened.
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Finally I had completed my planner duties and had just finished giving
Richard and Eva another round of drinks, when Lisa and Hunter appeared in
the room. I dutifully went to her, too chastised to look her in the eye,
curtseyed and gave her the planner. My inquiry whether she needed a
drink was refused. She then strode to the center of the room and
requested everyone's attention.
"Everyone I have a few things I'd like to say before the party is over
tonight. First I hope you guys had a good time tonight. I know I did and
I'm pretty sure my little maid Missy has too.
I hope you got a good feel for what an excellent servant she can be. I
know I didn't realize until just recently what a wonderful job she did at
a whole range of tasks. I had assumed that she would be a typical male
when it came to household chores, but I was more than pleasantly
surprised at how efficient and energetic she was at keeping my house
spotless. Her attention to details and willingness to do exactly as I
asked on a whole range of duties made me realize she might have greater
potential as a domestic. So I hope most of your took me up on my offer
of a free trial of her services. I think we can arrange a suitable
exchange of your services or products for her work. I'll be following up
with your notes and requests in her planner to finalize the schedule.
Lastly I have a little confession to make to you and to Missy. At first,
I resented her request to be public somewhat in her feminine desires. I
was mad that she wanted to bring this up again in our marriage but the
more I thought about it the more I knew she had no choice. I could
always tell she had an interest in feminine things, and even in her day
to day actions, her gender had a decidedly feminine feel to it. She had
to be brave to ask me to help her and to be willing to go out in public
this way.
But I could also tell she was holding back and not being honest with
herself. She tried to act like it would be the end game, but I could see
in her private fantasies that this was a critical part of her. Further,
she was deceiving herself into believing that if she went out on
Halloween, it would be ok to be in public as a woman. The problem was
she wanted to be a woman not just dress as one. It would be obvious to
all that she was at least a cross- dresser, possibly even a trans-gender
person, and not just a man playing at being female.
So I decided to make the leap for her. I knew it would mean changes in
our relationship if she became open publicly about her inner self.
However, we will be ok with those changes and even if it goes down roads
she may not have seen, it will not mean that I don't love her or need
her. So you can expect to see more of Missy in my life, and hopefully
for many of you in your life too. But that also means I will need to
seek real masculine company elsewhere, so you can also expect me to be
seen in the company of a man like Hunter. I don't want to sneak around,
so I thought we could accomplish both lifestyle changes beginning
tonight."
She turned to Hunter and gave him a big kiss, to the applause of most in
the room. I didn't know what to do. I knew what she had said about me
was true. I also had fantasized about being a sub sissy cuckold to her,
as she had obviously seen in my online histories.
But then, something snapped.
They weren't true. The words that I wanted to say the entire night, but
chose to bite my tongue and wait my time--I could feel those words
finally. And I realized that there was another part of me that I was
repressing, not the sissy cuckold. I had wanted to be a strong sensuous
woman all these years, and I was still denying myself that.
"I have something to say as well," I squeaked a bit. My hands were
shaking visibly as I saw all eyes move to me. A couple of the men
snickered, but I soldiered on.
"I... I had wanted to say this in a private setting to Lisa, but I see now
that cannot happen. There is no privacy any more.
I did not have a good time tonight. In fact, this was the worst night of
my life. For many years, I have wanted to have a chance to dress up and
go out as a woman for one night. I kept telling myself, 'What are you
thinking, Mark? That's perverse. That's not fair to Lisa. She doesn't
want to be married to a cross-dresser.' And, I hid my desires.
Until a few weeks ago. I felt the desire once again, and I told myself
that I would not hide this from my wife. I loved her too much and would
want her to be a part.
I asked Lisa to help me become a woman for the night. A woman, not this
ridiculous sexual fantasy. I pointed out to her the dress I wanted to
wear and what I wanted to do. And, knowing this was outside her comfort
zone, I promised her to pamper her for two months after this night. She
agreed, and I never felt more in love than that night.
I should have known better. I should have seen it coming when things
were being done against my will, well before showing up here tonight.
But, I was blind. I believed that Lisa had my best intentions at heart."
I paused and looked around the room. Some people, Eva in particular, had
smirks on their faces, as though my rant dressed up in this caricature of
an outfit was quaint. But, many others had a new look on their faces,
one of noticeable shock.
I then turned directly to Lisa, which I had avoided doing. She too was
looking confused at my sudden outburst. And, mixed with that, was a
steeled glare of 'don't you dare'.
But as I said, something snapped. I was not in control anymore, for if I
were, I would have melted a long time ago.
"But Lisa, you didn't have my best intentions at heart. You didn't have
any of my intentions at heart. You lied to me and tricked me. You
humiliated me in front of everyone and flaunted our marriage. And, for
what? You 'knew' that I had a fantasy like this? You 'knew' that I
didn't want to be a husband to you anymore, or be a man after this night?
This is your fantasy, not mine, Lisa. You wanted to go have sex with
someone else and trample on me in the process. I've been trying to
figure out why all night long, and I still don't know. I don't know how
anyone could show such love over 10 years, and then in one night, turn
and show such hate and maliciousness."
"Missy, this..." Lisa interjected. But I kept going.
"And what hurts the most is that, for years I felt guilty about my
fantasy and how perverse it is. I never did anything behind your back.
And, this is how I was repaid. Your fantasy is the perverse one."
I turned back to the large group.
"All of you are the perverse ones. All of you enjoyed in my humiliation.
I am sorry to inform you that there will be no free trial of my services.
I cannot believe that you were thinking either I was here of my own
choosing, or that it was okay to continue my humiliation and torment.
And Lisa, we are through. You will hear from my attorney. Don't even
bother coming home tonight; you should get your fill of your fantasy with
Hunter anyways."
I abruptly stopped, picked up my heels that I had slipped off during my
speech, and stormed over to her purse. Luckily, she was still caught off
guard with the whole turn of events, so I managed to grab it and head to
the door, guests parting before me as they too had become uncomfortable.
"Missy, come back here!" Lisa yelled, disentangling herself from Hunter
and taking a step after me.
"Don't you come any closer to me!" I spun around on my heels, my anger
truly rearing for the first time.
"Missy, you are making a scene..."
"You have wanted to make a scene out of me the whole night!"
"Missy, let's go outside and talk..."
"Now? Now, you want to have a private conversation? It is too late for
that."
"Missy!"
"Shut up!" I screamed hysterically, the tears that had been dammed the
whole night flowing freely now. "I loved you! How..." I paused, checked
myself, and lowered my voice. "How could you?"
And I spun around again, went out the door and slammed it behind me.
Lisa was obviously slowed down by her state of undress, since she didn't
get the door open until I had already reached the car and had her keys
out.
"Mark!" she bellowed. She too had tears, but I wasn't trusting of them.
"Mark, I'm sorry, just..."
I roared the engine and peeled out, not even bothering to back up (there
were other cars in the way anyways. I drove over Eva's lawn, ripping up
the sod and destroying some paver stones around a flower box. One last
"Mark!" was heard faintly, but that was the last I heard as I tore down
the road.
You might be thinking what a sense of justice and revenge I must have
experienced then, but nothing could be further from the truth. My whole
body was shaking, much more so than just nervousness. Pieces of what
just happened were starting to seep in.
My marriage of 10 years, one that I had been blissfully unaware was
anything less than ideal, was just thrown away. My fantasy had been used
against me to a point, where I felt sick and revolted being in these
clothes. Other necessary thoughts came in my mind like, how am I going
to change the locks on the house, and when is the earliest I can get a
hold of an attorney? I knew I had to answer these details, but I
couldn't think.
A sudden ring brought me back to earth. Lisa's phone was ringing in her
purse. I knew who it was, so I ignored it as it rang its way to
voicemail. But, it just rang again. And then, again.
I decided to get the phone. Opening the purse, my hand touched her
panties first, which brought back a new wave of shame and disgust to me.
Fishing underneath that, I took the phone and noticed it was Eva's phone
that Lisa had gotten a hold of. For some reason, probably out of
instinct, I answered the call but did not speak.
"Mark, where are you going?" It was Eva's voice, not Lisa's. "Mark, Lisa
is here crying uncontrollably. Mark, we are sorry it got out of hand,
but you have really hurt her. You need to come back..."
I rolled down my window and chucked the phone out into a random ditch
with out listening to anymore. Not feeling quite satisfied, I grabbed
her panties and threw those out as well.
I then noticed my speed was way over the limit. Slowing down the car, my
shaking also became more manageable, as I drove with my tears to keep me
company.
I knew my life had changed forever.
Jane
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