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The Affair Myles phone gave a beep which announced an incoming ext. He hurriedly grabbed it and with growing excitement read the new message. 'Excelsior hotel 12.30, don't be late' He quickly cleared his desk and went out into the reception area. "Stephanie I'm just off to that meeting with Mr. Walters," said Myles Rogers as he headed towards the door, "I think I'll be at least 2 hours." "Okay Myles, hope it goes well," said Stephanie Morton. "He seems awfully jumpy, I hope this meeting isn't anything serious," she thought as the door closed. Myles worked for Creative Solutions a company he and his wife Kate had started 10 years earlier. It was a boutique marketing firm that specialized in assisting women, who were starting their own small companies. Kate was the driving force of the company; she had very good people skills, was a clever negotiator and also had considerable creative flare. Myles on the other hand was more pragmatic and methodical; he made sure that all their contracts were financially and legally sound. He was the only man in the group but his gender never seemed to be an issue; none of the others ever remember him making sexist comments or treating them with anything but respect. The other employees were, Tess, who worked closely with Kate and was design and I.T. expert, Stephanie who was Myles secretary and assistant and Jenny the receptionist. The company had done well despite its size; the staff was well chosen and worked well together. Stephanie had been with them from the outset and Myles and Kate felt that Creative Solutions was almost as much her company as theirs. However there had been an unfortunate downturn in the last year. Kate's mother had been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer that caused a rapid deterioration in her health. Kate had taken a lengthy leave of absence from the firm to care for her ailing mother until her death 6 weeks earlier. Myles had done his best to take over Kate's role but he was not a good negotiator and definitely lacked her creative skills. As a consequence the company had faltered somewhat and Myles in particular had felt the strain. He did not say much because he did not want to trouble his wife but she could see that it was affecting him badly. She was now almost ready to resume her former position, much to Myles relief. They had been married for 12 happy years and now in their mid- thirties could look forward to a comfortable lif,e although they needed to continue to work hard to achieve it. The First Meeting Once out of the building Myles hurried down the street and after about 10 minutes of brisk walking found himself outside an old, slightly seedy hotel called the Excelsior. After entering he paused to check another message on his phone before heading over to the lift and pressing the button for the 4th floor. Emerging from the lift he made his way down the corridor and stopped at room 423 and lightly knocked on the door. "Enter," said a soft husky voice. The room was dimly lit and Myles could just make out the image of a woman reclining on the bed. "Well come on in, I won't eat you," she chuckled, "it's more likely you who will be doing the eating." She rose smoothly from the bed and glided towards him. Myles gasped as he saw that she was dressed in a black leather corset, a black leather skirt, fishnet stockings and 6 inch stiletto heels. Her dark hair hung down her back and she wore bright red lipstick. In her heels she was at least 4 inches taller than Myles and as she surveyed him sardonically he felt himself shrink even more. She reached over and took hold of his tie and pulled him towards the bathroom. "In you go and take all and I mean all of those ridiculous clothes off; you have 1 minute, don't be late." Trembling Myles hurriedly began removing his clothes as soon as he closed the bathroom door and leaving them in a pile on the floor. He returned to the room with 10 seconds to spare and stood still in the center of the room feeling very vulnerable. The woman circled him hungrily murmuring to herself; "Not bad, nice and slim, slender even, no nasty body hair; yes I think there is potential here." She turned abruptly and walked over to the bedside table and came back with two sheets of closely typed paper and a pen. She handed him the pen and said, "Sign here," indicating a cross marked on the bottom of the second page. "What is it?" asked Myles nervously. "Your contract silly," replied the woman. "Shouldn't I read it first?" asked Myles. "Not necessary" replied the woman. "I will read you the relevant parts once you have signed. Hurry we don't have all day," she suddenly snapped thrusting the pen into his hand. Shakily he signed the papers and handed them back to her. "Excellent," she said crisply, "now I will review the important parts with you but first I think I need to ensure your full co-operation." She moved behind him and taking hold of his wrists she gently pulled his arms behind him and swiftly bound them tightly together using a satin sash that he had not seen on the bed. "What ..." he started to say, but she quickly placed a finger over his lips and reaching down with her other hand pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Scooping them up she forced them into his mouth and dragging him across to the bathroom used his tie to add a restraining gag. She steered him back into the bedroom and pushed him onto an armchair. "Now I can proceed," she said. "As you know my name is Madame Noir; you will refer to me at all times as Madame, understand?" He nodded his head and she continued. "You will always conduct yourself towards me with the utmost respect and immediately obey any request or command I make and accept that this relationship will be completely on my terms; do you understand?" Again Myles nodded and Madame Noir continued, "I have reviewed the profile you sent and now after inspecting you in the flesh I have decided on the nature of what will take place between us." She paused for a moment before reaching forward and taking his chin in her hand and forcing his head upwards. "I have decided that I am going to feminize you. You have the potential to be an excellent girl and the thought of forcibly feminizing a helpless male appeals to me immensely. Forced feminization; oh it's such a lovely phrase, evoking images of the hapless victim unable to stop his fate and scared that he will be found out by his wife and friends." She looked deep into his eyes and said, "Don't for a moment think of resisting me; it would be futile, embarrassing and possibly painful. You are completely in my power and I have determined that you will become a nice feminine girl. Nod your head if you understand." Myles frantically shook his head from side to side. Madame Noir sighed, "Oh dear I did hope that you would not be difficult, but I can see that I will have to act decisively." She reached under the bed and removed a small suitcase and opened it and removed a pair of very silky lacy black panties. She held the panties up before Myles startled eyes and again holding his chin she said softly, "Don't be a bad girl, because bad girls get spanked and I will spank you hard if you disobey me. Now sweetie nod your head if you are going to be good." Myles slowly nodded. "There that wasn't so hard was it? Now lift your foot," she commanded and first got the left foot followed by the right into the panties which she then drew slowly up his legs. She nudged him with her knee and he partially rose allowing her to settle the panties into place. A gentle push down and she then produced a pair of dark hold up stockings which she slid up each leg. "Stand up Myrelle, it's time to put your slip and bra on and then we can get you into your dress. Come on, you know that you want to." Visibly trembling Myles rose unsteadily to his feet with Madame Noir's help. She produced a black satin half-slip with a generous border of lace and this time Myles stepped into it without resistance. "Good girl, you see things will go much better between us when you are a good girl. Now I have a nice pretty bra for you; it's strapless so I won't have to untie you to put it on," whispered Madame Noir as she arranged a lacy black bra over his chest and fastened it at the back. "Oh Myrelle you look so pretty in your new lingerie, but you are going to look just divine when we get your dress on; I can see that you just can't wait." She went over to the wardrobe and called out, "Close your eyes Myrelle, no peeping until I tell you. Now lift your foot carefully, good, now the other one, that's it, good girl. Okay bend your head forward sweetie so I can get the halter over your head; nearly done, just have to zip you in." Myles felt a zip being slowly pulled up and then he felt Madame Noir attach a clip at the top. She then removed the tie around his head and pulled the panties from his mouth after warning him to be quiet. "Oh Myrelle your first dress you look so sweet! Now step into these missy," she said and Myles felt her guide his feet into shoes with a high heel. She fussed with his hair and then Myles felt himself being walked across the room to what he assumed was a mirror and then Madame Noir said, "Okay Myrelle you can open your eyes." Myles gasped at the vision before him. He was looking at a tall woman in a sleek black halter top dress that ended at knee level in a tight skirt. He wanted to run his hands down the front of the dress but then remembered that his hands were tied. Sensing this Madame Noir stood slightly behind him and placing her hands over his chest she ran them teasingly down his body, lingering at his groin. "Well someone certainly likes her new dress," she cooed as she felt the hardness which was tenting out the dress. "We can't have that now can we? Don't worry I can soon fix that nasty bulge." She returned from the suitcase brandishing a formidable looking open bottom girdle which she pulled up Myles legs with some effort. After it was in place and she had smoothed down his slip and dress Madame Noir stood back to admire her work. "Much better," she said. Placing both hands on Myles shoulders she moved him in a half turn and ran her hands over his groin again. "See how pretty the sash I've used to tie your hands is, with the big bow and the pink colour standing out so well against the blackness of your dress. I have really made you very pretty; pretty and helpless just like a girly like you should be. Aren't you going to thank me for making you so pretty?" "Thank you Madame Noir," said Myles dutifully. "Oh I think you can do better than that my girl. Now on your knees and let's get that tongue of yours to work." She sat on the edge of the armchair; spread her legs wide and pulled Myles face into the depths of her very moist pussy. "Oh yes Myrelle that feels good, keep going my pet." As her climax neared she began to moan loudly and Myles felt his head being crushed between her thighs. She lay back in the chair for a few minutes panting slightly before pushing Myles head away. "Most refreshing," she said brightly as she carefully got to her feet and helped Myles to stand. "Now I'm going to take advantage of that very special clitoris you are sporting." And instructed him to carefully clean her pussy ready for the next round. Once this was done she slid down his body and pulled up his dress and slip and then worked the girdle and panties down his legs. Immediately his rampant cock sprang free and she quickly grabbed it and placed it against her opening. Very slowly she began to push down until Myles cock was deep inside her. She began to thrust up and down relishing the power she had over her captive. "Do you like this my sweet?" she asked coyly. "Oh yes Madame Noir please don't stop." "Do you like being feminized Myrelle?" When Myles hesitated Madame Noir stopped thrusting and he quickly pleaded with her to continue. "I'll only ask one more time Myrelle; do you like being feminized?" Yes, yes Madame Noir." "And do you like being made to wear lovely lingerie and pretty dresses?" "Oh yes Madame I really do." "Do you want me to keep you in skirts and dresses and make you pretty?" "Yes Madame I do, I do." "Then you must beg to be allowed to wear pretty dresses and skirts." "Oh please, please Madame, I beg you to make me pretty and keep me in pretty dresses and skirts." "And what about lovely lingerie?" "Yes, yes I want you to make me wear lovely lingerie and pretty dresses and skirts." "Always?" "Yes, yes forever, please!" "Well since you ask so nicely of course I will keep you in lovely lingerie and pretty dresses and skirts." And with this she gave a few powerful thrusts and brought Myles to a screaming orgasm. He lay there whimpering softly as she climbed off him and lay down beside him. "You are mine now Myrelle; there is no escape sweetie," she said as she stroked his face. She looked across at the digital clock next to the bed and said, "Goodness is that the time? We need to get moving; I'm going to untie you and you better clean up and get back to work." She rolled Myles onto his front and untied his hands and gave his bottom a gentle swat before he got up. As Myles headed into the bathroom Madame Noir said, "Hand me out your undershorts, from now on you will only wear panties in my presence. The pair I gave you are a gift but this week you must go out and buy 7 more pair in the same style in pretty colours; from now on I only want you wearing pretty panties. You will send me a picture every day of you wearing your panties until we meet again next week; understood?" "But Madame what if someone sees me?" "Well Myrelle, that is part of the fun; for me at least. I will gradually up the ante, slowly putting you in more vulnerable positions and risk of exposure. You will be like my pretty moth, drawn irresistibly towards the lighted candle, unable to resist the flame, unable to escape my web of femininity. Do you understand Myrelle?" "Yes Madame Noir, I understand." "Good girl, see you next week, same time and place." As Myles headed back to his office his mind was in turmoil with fear and elation struggling for supremacy. Stephanie looked up as Myles entered the office. "How was your meeting with Mr. Walters?" she asked. "Who?" said Myles distractedly. "The man you just met with, Myles," said Stephanie in surprise. Myles blushed and stammered, "Oh yes sorry Steph I was a bit out of it. It went fine," he added quickly. "Oh by the way Steph please block me off for the same time next week, we have a follow up meeting." Stephanie nodded and went back to work but she was thinking, "He seems even more strange than before he left, I wonder what is going on; it's not like Myles, but perhaps the strain is getting to him." When Myles got home that evening he found his wife Kate in the kitchen working on preparing the dinner. He gave her a hug and kiss and asked her how her day had been. "Oh quiet good darling, I think I am doing better. Mum's illness and her passing hit me harder than I thought and it has taken a while to get back on track but I think I should be ready to come back to work in a couple of weeks." "That's great news Kate," said Myles enthusiastically, "I can't wait to have you back at the helm again. I'm really not cut out to be running things and I know that the company has suffered." "Nothing that we can't fix Myles," said Kate, "and I do really appreciate all the support you have given me during Mum's illness and after." Myles laughed and said, "Well I love you so the support comes naturally." They kissed again and Myles then poured them each a glass of wine and after dinner they settled down to a quiet night in front of the TV. The Next Day The morning appeared to go normally but as lunch time approached Stephanie noticed that Myles had become to become quite nervous just as he had the day before. He announced that he was going out to get a sandwich and would be back in about 30 minutes. Once outside Myles moved quickly down the street towards a large department store which was only a few hundred yards from his office. He entered and looked for the lingerie section and once he had located it he hung back out of pure embarrassment. As he stood there he seemed to hear Madame Noir's voice echoing inside his head and with a deep breath he went over to the racks and racks of panties that were on display. Acutely conscious that he was the only male in the section he desperately began his search for the particular panties that Madame Noir had stipulated. Thongs, high-cut, hipsters, Brazilians, boyshorts, bikinis, French-cut; they seemed to mock Myles from their display shelves. Eventually Myles located the exact panties he needed but waited a few minutes until a young woman who was deliberating over the same style moved away. At last the way was clear and he moved in and took one of the panties from the pile and checked the size. It was a delicate lilac colour, high waisted and had a pretty Chantilly lace front panel. Myles began to select different colour and was starting to feel more confident when a familiar voice startled him from behind. "Very pretty; who is the lucky girl or are they for you Myles?" Myles whirled around in terror and was aghast to see Tess from work standing there with an amused expression on her face. "I, I was just," stammered Myles, his face flushing to the colour of a ripe beetroot. Tess took pity on him and said, "Sorry Myles I was just teasing you; are you getting them for Kate as a surprise?" "Yes, yes," gasped Myles clutching desperately at the opening Tess has offered him. "It's for her birthday," he blurted. "When's her birthday?" "Next week," muttered Myles, feeling utterly wretched. "Don't tell her," he pleaded and then quickly added, "It would spoil the surprise." "Mums the word," grinned Tess, "Need any more help, pretty bras or maybe," she added mischievously, "a sexy garter belt?" "No, no these will be fine," said Myles with a ghastly smile. "See you back at the office then," said Tess with a grin and wandered off. It took some time for Myles to regain his composure and take the panties to the counter to pay. Fortunately the cashier did not pay him any attention and he was able to escape back to the office, where he hid the panties at the back of a drawer on his desk. Later that day he remembered that he was supposed to send a photo of him wearing a new pair of his panties to Madame Noir so he furtively extracted a pair from the bag, slid them into his pocket and went into the toilet. He put the new panties on and used his cell phone to take a picture which he sent to Madame Noir. There was an immediate text back; "Very pretty Myrelle; now take a video of you flushing your nasty boy pants down the toilet." With a sinking heart Myles complied and again there was an immediate response. "Good girl." When he got home that evening Kate had a drink waiting for him. "Nice day dear?" she asked. "Oh same old," replied Myles trying to sound casual, but Kate noticed that he gulped down the cocktail quite quickly and then poured another. The Second Meeting Myles hands were shaking slightly as he knocked on the door of room 423 at the Excelsior Hotel. He heard, "Come in," in the familiar throaty voice and he slowly pushed open the door. Again she was reclined on the bed in semi darkness. Without saying a word she pointed towards the bathroom and Myles understanding completely what he needed to do complied. He returned a minute later just wearing a pair of the new panties he had bought the previous week. "Hello Myrelle how nice to see you and what pretty panties you are wearing. Aren't you glad that I made you buy them?" "Yes Madame Noir." "So you agree that forced feminization is a good thing?" "I'm not sure Madame," said Myles uncertainly. "Well never mind, I am sure that soon you will be begging me to feminize you. Now go over to the bathroom door and hold onto the top of it; I have a nice surprise for you." Myles did as he was told and Madame Noir rose from the bed and came behind Myles and wrapped something soft and pink around his body and fastened it loosely at the back. Once it was in place she began to pull on some laces and Myles felt the garment begin to tighten. As she worked Madame Noir chatted pleasantly to Myles. "Myrelle dear you should be very excited because this is your very first corset and a corset is one of the most feminine articles a girl can wear; that and a petticoat of course and you will soon be wearing one of those." Just when Myles thought that he could not stand any more Madame Noir tied off the laces in a pretty bow. She next produced a pair of sheer seamed stockings. "I'll help you this time Myrelle because it is so important to get the seams straight but you will have to learn how to do this for yourself." Once the stockings were attached to the garters dangling from the corset Madame Noir reached into the wardrobe and came out with a white fluffy object. "You lucky girl Myrelle; this is your petticoat. Listen to the lovely rustling noise it makes. You are going to love hearing that delightful sound every time you move, always reminding you of your new status as a really feminine girl. Now close your eyes my dear because your real surprise is next. Raise your arms Myrelle and you will soon see how pretty you are going to be." Myles felt something very smooth being lowered over his arms and worked down his body, while his hands were thread through the arms of the dress the skirt fell down to lie over the petticoat. Madame Noir moved behind him and slowly drew up the zip. "Doesn't this feel wonderful Myrelle? Now when I get the zip fully closed I want you to listen carefully." Myles did and heard a tiny but distinct click. "Hear that Myrelle? That's a little locking device which makes it impossible for you to take the dress off by yourself. Don't worry I am sure that quite soon you won't want to but until then you are effectively in a delightful frilly silky prison; isn't this fun? Now keep those eyes closed a little longer." She then pulled something over his head and settled it over the dress before moving behind him and fastening what felt like wide laces into a bow. "Open your eyes Myrelle and see what I have made you." Myles looked into the mirror and could not suppress a gasp as he beheld a figure dressed in a very pretty maid's uniform. It was black satin and came 3 or 4 inches below his knees. The skirt was full, held out by the petticoat underneath and over the dress was a crisp white apron in a pinafore style tied at the back in a perfect bow. The sleeves came down to his wrists and ended in little white cuffs. "Oh Myrelle you look wonderful," gushed Madame Noir, 'You are the perfect ladies maid and I am going to love having you serve me. Here slip these shoes on and you will be all ready to start work. Now hold your dress up a little and see your pretty petticoat underneath. It is the real symbol of your new position and I want you to be very proud of it. Now I am going to teach you how to curtsey, something you must do when you greet me or when I give you an order. Take hold of your dress in each hand, raise it a little to give just a peek of petticoat; now right foot behind the left, look down slightly and slowly and smoothly bend your knees, pause and then come up. Good girl that's not bad for a first effort but you will need practice." Madame Noir had Myles practice for several minutes until he felt his legs begin to shake. "Very good Myrelle but I want you to practice this many times a day, by next week it should be perfect. Now you are ready to start work. I need you to undress me, to take off my panties and fold them neatly on the side table." Myles curtsied did as he was bid and then Madame Noir said, "Now go to the top drawer and fetch me the item on top of the blankets." Myles remembered at the last moment to curtsey and Madame Noir smiled her approval. When Myles opened the drawer he saw the pink sash from the week before and immediately knew its purpose. He took it a cross to Madame Noir, handed it to her and stood back and curtsied. "Well Myrelle?" asked Madame Noir severely. Myles turned his back making sure that he flared out his skirt and flashed some petticoat before crossing his arms neatly behind his back. "Please bind my wrists Madame Noir," he asked humbly. "Why should I do that Myrelle?" "To remind me that I am a helpless girl," replied Myles. "Good girl," said Madame Noir warmly. "You are going to make the most wonderful maid. I will be happy to tie you up prettily." "There," she said after she had finished the binding with an extravagant bow. "Struggle a little my dear to see if it is secure enough." Myles complied and said, "Yes Madame, quite secure, I feel very helpless." "Excellent," said Madame Noir with enthusiasm, "Now we will start with a little cleaning; onto your knees my dear." She sat on the edge of the armchair opened her legs wide and pointed at her pussy. Myles shuffled forwards and buried his face in her sex. For several minutes he worked diligently bringing her closer and closer to orgasm at which point he began to slow. Madame Noir was having none of this however and she squeezed his head with considerable force between her thighs and he was forced to continue until she climaxed noisily. After recovering she pulled Myles to his feet and smoothed down his dress and rearranged his petticoat. Then standing in front of him she steadily pushed him backwards until his legs hit the bed and he fell backwards in a swirl of dress and petticoat. She quickly tore off his panties and impaled herself on his very stiff penis and rode him wildly. After it was over she untied her maid and told him to clean himself. When he returned from the bathroom he curtsied and waited instruction. "Myrelle you are a sweet girl and I believe that we should step up your training. No more Excelsior Hotel I think. What are you doing on Saturday?" "I'm playing golf Madame," replied Myles. "Cancel it," said Madame Noir dismissively. "You are going to work at my house as my ladies maid, isn't that exciting?" Myles did his best to hide his disappointment. "Yes Madame very exciting, thank you Madame," as he curtsied. "That will be all Myrelle; I will contact you about time and location." Just as Myles was leaving Madame Noir remembered something. "Oh Myrelle, you will buy 10 pairs of seamed stockings, 5 stay up and 5 requiring a garter belt or corset. You will wear stockings every day to work from now on; understand?" "Yes Madame." Saturday "I suppose you are planning to play gold today?" asked Kate over breakfast. "Well yes," said Myles, "Are you ok with that?" "Oh fine, don't worry about me I have lots of housework I can do," said Kate. "Kate, I can cancel it if you'd like help," said Myles feeling guilty. Kate laughed. "Silly boy, I was only teasing you; go and enjoy yourself; you could do with a break." Myles gave her a loving kiss and headed out to his car and Kate watched him leave with an affectionate smile. Myles drove off and stopped at a florist about a mile from his house and bought an extravagant bouquet of spring flowers. He checked his phone for the message Madame Noir had sent the previous day. "10 o'clock don't be late." On his way to Madame Noir's house Myles became stuck behind a slow moving van and so when he finally knocked on her door it was 5 minutes after 10. Madame Noir appeared dressed in a sweeping floor length skirt and a white satin blouse. "Myrelle what beautiful flowers, thank you, you really are the sweetest girl. I will let you arrange them in a vase soon but first go upstairs to the second room on the right where you will find your uniform. Oh I forgot, you won't be able to lace up your corset so take your shirt off now Myrelle and I will do it for you." Once Myles was firmly laced Madame Noir sent him upstairs with instructions to report back to her as soon as he was dressed. He found his lingerie and uniform laid out and after he had arranged his hair in a feminine style and applied some makeup he dressed and carefully checked his appearance in the long mirror. He went carefully downstairs and knocked softly on the door of Madame Noir's study. "Enter," she said in a commanding tone. Myles entered and curtsied in front of his mistress. She stood and inspected him carefully, checking that his seams were straight and his apron tied in an even bow. "Yes," she said, "quite satisfactory. Now I will show you what tasks I require right after your punishment." "Punishment," gasped Myles. "But Madame I have done nothing wrong." "You were 5 minutes late," said Madame Noir quietly, "and I simply cannot allow you to get into bad habits. I will be a little more lenient because it your first offence and because you gave me such beautiful flowers. However I would be doing you a grave disservice if I neglected my duty; do you not agree?" "Yes Madame," said Myles nervously. "Good girl, now go over to the drawer by the window and bring the pink sash." Myles curtsied and returned with the sash and curtsied again before handing it to Madame Noir and crossing his hands behind his back. "Please bind my hands Madame, I deserve to be punished." Madame Noir bound Myles hands firmly behind him and then sat on the edge of a large armchair. She patted her lap and assisted Myles to lie face down over her knee with his bottom in the air. Carefully she lifted up the skirt of his dress and his petticoat, exposing a pretty pair of pink panties. "Oh Myrelle what pretty panties," she said. "Now be a brave girl and accept your punishment." Madame Noir proceeded to rain 10 or 12 blows to Myles bottom with the sort of force that one would use when patting a friendly Labrador. Although utterly painless they nonetheless caused Myles intense sexual excitement and he had great difficulty in avoiding creaming his panties. Madame Noir helped him to his feet and untied his hands. Myles curtsied and said, "Thank you Madame for helping me to be a better maid." "You are welcome dear Myrelle, I am sure that you have learned your lesson. You will find a vase in the kitchen and when you have finished please bring the flowers to me." Myles did his best with the arrangement and Madame Noir only had to make a few adjustments. "Start with the laundry Myrelle, you will find all the supplies upstairs next to the bathroom. My underwear must be hand washed very gently and patted lightly in a towel before being hung to dry. The other items may go in the machine but do sort them for colours. While the laundry is in the machine you may start the vacuuming. I will ring for you when I require tea." Myles curtsied and left to begin his work. Time seemed to move very quickly and Myles was surprised to hear the tinkling of a bell. He hurried into the kitchen and as he had pre heated the water was able enter Madame Noir's study with a tray in just a few minutes. He curtsied again and when Madame Noir nodded he poured the tea and carefully handed her a cup, being sure to bend his knees gracefully. "How are you getting on Myrelle?" "Fine thank you Madame." "Good. Once you have finished the vacuuming you can thoroughly clean the kitchen and then make my lunch; soup and a sandwich I think." Myles was beginning to feel the strain of his high heels but dare not kick them off. Eventually it was lunch time and he hoped for a rest but Madame Noir insisted that he stand respectfully behind her while she finished her lunch. "Very nice Myrelle; you can clear up the dishes and then you may make yourself a sandwich. Report back to me in 30 minutes." Exactly 30 minutes later Myles knocked softly on the study door and entered on Madame Noir's command. "All done Myrelle?" she asked cheerfully. "Excellent. Now I expect you are feeling a little tired especially your poor feet, so I am going to allow you a 30 minute rest. Accompany me upstairs and you may lie down on the spare bed." Once they reached the bedroom Madame Noir turned to Myles and said, "Now this rest is a privilege and in order for you to take it seriously I am going to bind your wrists again, just to ensure that you are not tempted by any nasty male urges. Now onto your tummy and hands behind your back." Once again Myles found himself lying helplessly as Madame Noir carefully straightened his petticoat and dress. "Sweet dreams my dear," she cooed, kissing him softly on the cheek before leaving the room and shutting the door. The next thing Myles knew he was being shaken awake by Madame Noir. "Wake up sleepy head I have another job for you. I want you to do some cleaning Myrelle." Myles expected to be untied but instead Madame Noir rolled him onto his back and slowly climbed on top of him. "You are going to spend some quality time underneath my skirt and I am sure you know what you have to clean." Myles did know and he did such a good job that Madame Noir was soon purring with pleasure. After another wonderful climax she slid down the bed, slipped Myles panties down his legs and mounted him. Her long skirt completely covered him and he was in darkness but feeling the most wonderful sensations. After she released him Madame Noir headed towards the shower. "I want you to very carefully iron my dainties, cool iron only and put them away very, very neatly. When you are done bring me a cup of tea and this once you may join me as I have certain important instructions for you." It took Myles over an hour to complete the ironing and making sure Madame Noir's lingerie was immaculately stored. He made the tea and took it through to Madame Noir on a tray. He poured her tea first and presented it and in response to her nod poured for himself. He carefully smoothed his dress underneath him and sat straight on the edge of the chair. Madame Noir took a sip of her tea and then regarded Myles with a benevolent smile. "I am very pleased at the progress you are making in becoming a girl Myrelle, so much so that I plan to step your feminization." She paused and gave Myles an inquiring look. "Thank you Madame Noir, I am glad that I have pleased you." "Myrelle I expect that you noticed that while you have been busy being my pretty maid I have also been busy in my study. I have another business besides training little darlings like you and now is an especially hectic time. I am in urgent need of a secretary; preferably a pretty secretary and I think you will be perfect. How does that sound?" "Thank you Madame that is very kind of you." "Now Myrelle here is the exciting part, one could almost say the part with a spice of danger. Most of my work can be done from my laptop which means any office will do. I have decided that just to keep you nice and submissive we will do the work at your office next week." Myles looked horrified. "But Madame," stammered, "my office staff would see me." Madame Noir smiled and said, "Well I am sure that they would get as much enjoyment seeing you traipse around the office in your tight skirt and heels as I will." Myles began to beg her to relent and Madame Noir gave a delighted chuckle. "Just teasing you dear girl," she said. "You will work in your office but it will be on the weekend when I assume no one will be there; am I correct?" Myles felt an immense relief and nodded his head vigorously. "Yes Madame we will have the office to ourselves." "Excellent," cried Madame Noir, "it will do you no end of good to be dressed as a pretty secretary in your own office. Now as I have given way on making you appear before your staff correctly dressed I will require a concession from you. You will travel with me to your office already dressed for the part. This will be your first time going out in public as a girl but I want to enjoy your discomfort. Do you have any questions?" "No Madame," said Myles with a quaver in his voice. "Very well my dear you are finished for the day; make sure you hang up your uniform neatly." As Myles was preparing to leave Madame Noir called to him;, "Myrelle you are to buy 3 frilly camisoles, 2 white and 1 black and you are going to wear them in addition to your panties and stockings every day to work. You will just have to think of ways to keep this secret." She looked at Myles crestfallen face and said kindly, "Myrelle you must accept that I am drawing you deeper and deeper into my web of femininity and before you know it a door will slam shut and you will be mine forever; your days of wearing pants are ending." Myles gave a shiver and quietly left. The Next Saturday "Golf again darling?" asked Kate as they sat down for breakfast. "I'd like to," said Myles, "are you okay being a golf widow this morning?" Kate laughed. "Oh yes don't worry it will work well because I have some work I want to do to get ready for work next week. I am getting really excited about going back." "I can't wait to have you back," said Myles. They exchanged kisses and Kate waved goodbye from the back door and headed off to the home office. Myles made another trip to the florist and came out with a bouquet even larger than the last. This time he made sure he was on time, which was as well because Madame Noir glanced at her watch as she opened the door. Myles was relieved to see her smile at him and then gush over the beautiful flowers. "Thank you Myrelle I will just put these in water and then I will help you get dressed; you are going to love your secretary look." Once inside the spare bedroom Madame Noir helped Myles take his clothes off until he was standing there in a pair of his pretty panties. Madame Noir eyed them appreciatively and said, "Oh good, I believe that I have a bra which will match those; let's get it on you." Madame Noir smiled as she surveyed her pretty client. "Now I have a special surprise for my new secretary," she said and from a drawer produced a white satin covered open bottom girdle. It had a side zip which made it easy to put on. "Now don't look yet my sweet," warned Madame Noir, "wait until we have your stockings on." She rolled silky stockings up Myles legs and attached them to the garter straps. Then she took Myles over to the mirror. The girdle extended down a few inches onto Myles thighs and had a reinforced panel at the front which completely hid any sign of masculinity. "Darling you look a picture," enthused Madame Noir. "No nasty bulges to spoil your girlish figure." She ran her hand over the smooth tight back of the girdle lingering over Myles bottom. "Doesn't this feel wonderful Myrelle? Oh I would love to spank your lovely girdled bottom; I do hope that you will be a naughty girl so I can punish you." Myles thought it best not to say anything. "Next is your full slip; I make it a rule that all my secretaries wear slips with a generous border of lace. Not quite as feminine as a petticoat but fairly close." Madame Noir Carefully lowered the silky white slip over Myles head and deliberately settled it around his hips and finding it necessary to smooth it several times over his bottom. She then helped him into a sheer white blouse, through which you could clearly see the slip underneath. "Now your skirt Myrelle," said Madame Noir seriously. "In many ways the hallmark of a secretary is her skirt and I don't think this one will disappoint." It was pencil skirt reaching an inch below the knee, charcoal grey in colour with chalk coloured pin stripes. "I want you to have the thrill of zipping it up your self Myrelle. First fasten the catch and then slowly pull up the zip. Doesn't that feel wonderful? Feel how it slides over your girdle at your bottom; just heavenly. Aren't you glad that I am turning you into a girl? Heels on and now you look a proper secretary. Walk around the room dear and feel how your heels help give your body a nice sway and your bottom a delightful wiggle; oh I do just love that bottom. Now Myrelle normally a pencil skirt like this would have a slit at the hem to help your stride, but in this case I have had it closed because it makes you take small steps and looks so feminine. Let's just run over your makeup and then you can grab your purse and it's off to work. I can't wait to see you getting into the car." Myles went down stairs very carefully and once outside he was immediately conscious of the breeze on his stockinged legs. Madame Noir insisted that Myles drive and he did so very carefully because the heels and tight skirt made the whole experience quite unusual. They reached Myles office without incident and Madame Noir took great pleasure in watching Myles struggle to get out of the car in a passably ladylike manner. Myles opened the office and quickly turned off the alarm and then stood aside to let Madame Noir enter. She strode around the office nodding with approval. "Very nice, this will be ideal for our work today. Now Myrelle show me which is your office." Myles showed her into his spacious office and she immediately went and sat behind the large desk and leaned back in the Executive chair. "Right," she said, "this will suit me very well; now show me where your secretary works." Myles indicated a cubicle near the reception area with a small desk and adjacent filing cabinets; everything was very orderly and neat. "This will be perfect for you Myrelle; now take a seat at your desk because I want to take a picture of you on your first day in your new career." Myles sat, remembering to smooth his skirt as he did so and looked up at his mistress. Madame Noir reached into her handbag and brought out a desk sign which she placed on the desk facing Myles. He started when he saw it. "Miss Myrelle Rogers Secretary," was embossed in bold lettering. Madame Noir turned it back so it faced outwards and beamed at Myles and took several photos. "Right Myrelle, to work; we have lots to do. Here is what I want of you. First you will fetch me a cup of coffee and bring it into the office. Whenever you enter my office you must knock first and when you enter you stand before my desk and when I recognize you I expect a nice curtsey. It will be different in a tight skirt but you can still hold the sides as I have taught you. Next I will have several letters that I want sent out today. I will dictate them and you will type them up and bring them back to me for signing, before you go out to post them. Yes you will be going to the postbox yourself; it will be another little test for you. I will also have a lot of copying and sorting of documents which will give me a chance to see you flit around the office with that sexy walk. If you are a good girl I will take you out for lunch; what do you say to that?" "Thank you Madame that is very generous, but couldn't we eat in?" asked Myles anxiously. "Certainly not," replied Madame Noir firmly. "I want my pretty secretary to get lots of admiring glances when she walks into the restaurant. Don't worry dear," she said soothingly, "you will have no difficulty passing." Myles made the coffee and carefully carried the cup on a tray to his former office. He knocked respectfully and went across and waited in front of the desk. Madame Noir was busy on her laptop and it was at least a minute before she looked up. "Your coffee Madame," said Myles, placing the tray on the desk and bobbing a neat curtsey. "Thank you Myrelle," said Madame Noir taking a sip. "Now get you pad and pen and be ready to take dictation." Myles returned with pen and pad and bobbed a quick curtsey. "Sit up here on the edge of my desk Myrelle and cross your legs. Can you feel your silky stockings rubbing against your slip and tight skirt? Is that not the most wonderful feeling? Why would you ever want to go back to being a man; can't you see that I am rescuing you from your old dull life and giving you the priceless gift of femininity?" "Yes Madame, thank you very much Madame," said Myles dutifully. For the next hour Madame Noir dictated several letters which Myles copied in laborious long hand. When she was done she dismissed him with a wave of her hand to type them. Myles worked diligently for the next 2 hours and was just finishing when Madame Noir called him to her office. "Are you finished Myrelle?" she asked. "Yes Madame just finished." "Good girl; I think you have earned some lunch; my treat." "I'm not very hungry Madame," said Myles nervously. "Nonsense girl you need to keep up your strength so you can serve me better. Grab your handbag and let's go." Myles moved towards the toilet but Madame Noir stopped him. "No Myrelle I want you to use the Ladies restroom at the restaurant; another little obstacle for you to overcome on your road to femininity." Myles left looking nervous and uncomfortable. The restaurant was only a short walk from the office and Myles mind was in turmoil. He felt very scared of being exposed as a man in a skirt but also he felt the most intense sensuality of hearing his heels click on the pavement and feeling his stockinged legs rub against the tight confines of his skirt. They were shown to a table immediately but before Myles could sit Madame Noir leaned across and whispered to him, "Myrelle, go to the Ladies right now and you will go by yourself. Do not forget to sit and wipe and make sure you touch up your lipstick after." Myles thought of rebelling but one look at Madame Noir convinced him otherwise and filled with apprehension he clicked over to the Ladies toilet. He breathed a sigh of relief to find it unoccupied and quickly scurried into a cubicle and locked the door. He struggled to pull his skirt up to his waist and set carefully making sure he kept his legs together. He was just applying some lipstick when the door opened and a woman walked in. Myles heart leaped but fortunately she paid him no attention and he was able to complete his makeup and flee to the relative safety of his table. Madame Noir had a grin of intense amusement on her face. "I did so enjoy seeing that lady go in while you were still there Myrelle; did you have a nice chat?" "No Madame just a major heart attack, fortunately not fatal." "All part of being a girl Myrelle; don't worry you will learn." In his absence Madame Noir had ordered him a glass of white wine and both of them a shrimp and avocado salad and Myles gratefully took a generous sip from his glass. Madame Noir smiled at him benevolently and said, "Myrelle you are turning into a very efficient little secretary; I really must consider contacting your wife and suggesting that she reassign you at work." Myles looked so alarmed that he choked on his wine and Madame Noir had to pat him on the back before he recovered. "There, there," she said. "Just teasing you dear girl, but don't let your standards slip or I might just do that." During lunch Madame Noir insisted that the conversation be about topics such as fashion and general girl talk. After lunch they walked back to the office and Myles enjoyed the return journey much better, positively relishing the click of his heels and the constriction of his skirt. Once back at the office Madame Noir had Myles do some proof reading of some legal contracts plus acting a co-signer on several documents that he was not required to read. When all this was done she asked him to make copies of the contracts. He was so busy at the copier that he did not see her approach and before he knew what was happening she had pinned him against the copier forcing him forward from the waist. He reached back to push her away which was what she hoped he would do, because she quickly lassoed his hands with the familiar pink sash and before he could recover he discovered that he was once more bound and helpless. "Now Myrelle it is time for your punishment," said Madame Noir in a husky voice. "But Madame what have I done," wailed Myles. "You have been a very, very naughty girl. You have flaunted that pretty bottom at me all day, making me quite hot. You forgot to curtsey when you came to my office before lunch and you made a spelling mistake on one of the letters. Now come with me." And she marched him into the small meeting room where Kate and Tess discussed projects with some of the clients. Taking a seat on a comfortable chair she said, "Okay Myrelle over my knee," and Myles meekly complied. Madame Noir rubbed her hand softly over his smooth firm bottom and said huskily, "What a filthily delicious bottom you have, it should always be in a girdle and a nice tight skirt." Once more she initiated the Labrador retriever routine and as she did so called out, "Colour not color, we are not Americans; C-swat, O- swat, L- swat, O-swat, U-swat, R-swat, got it?" "Yes, yes," cried Myles kicking his heels and trying desperately not to come in his panties. "Let that be a lesson to you my girl," said Madame Noir when she had finished. She helped Myles up but his respite was short lived because she forced him back against the table and reaching up his skirt yanked his panties down. With one hand she held him against the table and with the other undid her belt and let her slacks fall to the ground. She stepped out of them and then pulled her own panties down. She reached with both hands under Myles bottom and with surprising strength lifted him up onto the edge of the table. With an evil glint in her eye she unzipped his girdle and pulled it aside. Immediately his very erect penis sprang up out of its silky prison. She grabbed it and with careful maneuvering impaled herself and began to grind him slowly. "I've always wanted to fuck a nice girly boy on a boardroom table," she grated, "and this one will do very nicely." As both of them were in a highly aroused state they climaxed quickly. Not feeling satisfied Madame Noir pulled Myles off the table and forced him to his knees. She then took his place on the table edge and pulled his head into her dripping cum filled pussy. "Eat me girl," she ordered and Myles set to obediently. This time her orgasm took longer to arrive but when it did she screamed and shuddered. Eventually she recovered and allowed Myles to rise. "I ought to keep you tied up for my pleasure but I suppose I had better let you go," she said regretfully as she released him from his bonds. After they had cleaned up Madame Noir decided that work was over for the day. "I won't be able to see for a week Myrelle but I have made a list of the things I want you to practice so you had better be perfect when I next call you." Later when Myles got home Kate asked him if he had enjoyed his golf. "Did you get a hole in one or whatever they call it darling." Myles was a little taken aback but quickly answered in the negative. Kate's Return to Work On Sunday Myles helped Kate around the house as she had some preparation to make before her return to work the next day. They had an early dinner and watched TV before retiring for the night. The next day they drove together to the office and Kate felt a sense of relief as she walked into the building. Tess Stephanie and Jenny were all there when Kate and Myles entered and they all rushed forwards to welcome her back. "It feels as though I have never left," she said. "Thanks all of you for keeping this place running while I've been away; now let's get things back to where they were." The morning went smoothly and at lunch Myles went out to have a quick pint at a nearby pub. Kate came out of her office and asked Stephanie for a quick word. "What's up?" asked Steph. "I'm not sure but I am really concerned that there is something going on with Myles." "What do you mean?" asked Steph. "On the last 2 weekends he told me he was playing golf but when I went out to the garage his clubs were still there. Now I can accept that he might have forgotten them once but twice seems a bit much." "What are you thinking?" asked Steph. "What any wife would think. Have you noticed anything strange about his behavior?" Steph thought for a moment and then said, "Well he did seem to be very jumpy a couple of weeks ago. He said he was going out to meet a Mr. Walters and he was gone over 2 hours each time. I wondered at the time was he was so tense; it's not like Myles." She called out to Tess who was passing, "Tess have you noticed anything odd about Myles lately?" Tess gave a grin and said, "Well it's past your birthday now, so it's okay to tell but I did catch him in John Lewis buying you fancy knickers; I was quite jealous. Why is anything wrong?" Kate did not answer, she just looked worried. When Tess had left she said to Steph, "He didn't get me any knickers and besides m birthday isn't until Septemner, so who the hell was he getting them for?" "Steph, I really think that Myles is having an affair," she said. "That's terrible Kate surely he wouldn't," said Steph. They had walked together towards the reception area and were outside Myles office when Kate looked in and saw Myles phone on the desk. "Steph I can't stand this anymore, I am going to find out." And she took the phone off the desk and began to examine the recent calls. A look of growing disbelief settled over her face and she slumped against the desk. "Kate what is it?" asked Steph with concern. Kate's voice was hardly above a whisper, "He's having an affair with a fucking dominatrix." And she buried her face in her hands her whole body shaking. Steph looked at her friend in horror and went over to comfort her but Kate just pushed the phone into her hands and continued to sit with her head in her hands. Steph began to scroll through the texts with growing amazement. They were messages between Myles and a Madame Noir and contained details of Myles feminization. Steph grabbed Kate's arm and said, "Come on Kate we have to get out of here," and she dragged her friend out onto the street and walked with her until they saw a wine bar that only had a few customers. Steph ordered a carafe of red wine and when it arrived they both took a good slug. "I can't believe it," said Steph. "This woman is turning him into a secretary and ladies maid called Myrelle; has he completely lost his marbles." "He'll lose his balls when I get hold of him," snarled Kate. They sat in silence for a long time until Kate said, "Steph I still love him; that's the problem." "What are you going to do?" asked Steph. It was a full 5 minutes before Kate replied and then with a grin starting to appear on her face she said, "I am going to give him what he wants." Steph pressed Kate for more details but she said, "I'll tell you tomorrow when I have worked things out, but until then not a word to Myles; try to behave as normal." Both women did their best to avoid Myles for the rest of the day. They used the excuse that Kate needed Steph to bring her up to date on many of the developments that had occurred during her absence. By the time they emerged from Kate's office everyone else had gone home. As they parted Steph gave Kate a hug and said, "Call me if you need anything." "Don't worry Steph I'll be fine," said Kate. The Next Day When Kate was sure that Myles was busy in his own office she called Steph into hers. Steph was glad to see that her friend looked much better. "I have a plan," said Kate and she proceeded to outline it in detail to Steph. As the plan was outlined Steph became more and more excited. "Oh Kate do you think it can work?" she asked. Kate smiled grimly and said, "Oh yes, it can work." "What makes you so sure?" asked Steph. "I know my husband," was all Kate would say. Kate dropped by Myles office and requested that he take care of some issue that would require him to be out of the office for at least an hour. He showed no surprise at the request and left immediately. Steph then brought the other 2 women into Kate's office and brought them up to date with what had happened and what was planned for the future. At first they were in complete disbelief but gradually they came to accept the evidence and by the end were positively giggling at the solution Kate put before them. "We all love Myles," she said sincerely, "and I think this is the best way to get him back." They all looked at each other and nodded their agreement. The Trap is Set At the end of the day Kate called all the staff including Myles into the meeting room. "Listen up everyone I have an announcement to make. You have all been wonderful in keeping this place running while I was away looking after Mum. I have decided that I want to do something special to thank you all. I am proposing that this Friday we just work till about 2 o'clock and after that we have a huge party and a catered dinner." There was cheering from the 3 women and a smile from Myles. "But I really want to make this special so here is what we are going to do; we are going to make this a surprise costume party." "What do you mean?" asked Jenny. "Well," said Kate, "my cunning plan is that we work the morning in costume and carry over into the party." "What do we come as?" asked Tess. "That is the cunning part," said Kate. "You won't know." "That makes no sense," said Tess. "Just listen and I will explain all. There are 5 of us and each one will leave the room and the other 4 will vote on what that person should be. But the fun part is that the 4 will make or buy the costume for their colleague and on Friday morning they will be blindfolded and dressed and only find out when they are revealed in front of a mirror." This was greeted with gasps and much discussion until Kate called for attention again. Now I have one caveat; as I thought up this scheme I alone will get to choose my costume." This was greeted with cries of protest but Kate stood firm and the others were forced to accede to her wishes. Then on by one the 4 left the room and the others discussed and eventually voted on the costume of the absent employee. The week passed slowly but eventually Friday arrived and the 5 assembled once more in the meeting room. "Okay," said Kate, "time to get started; come on Jenny youngest first." And she produced a blindfold and covered Jenny's eyes. 5minutes later Jenny who was a very gentle soul was revealed as a black belted martial artist. "Could be worse," she commented, "I expected a bunny girl or something really embarrassing." Tess was next and a few minutes later she was looking at herself as a machine gun toting police officer. 'Great," she said, "I have a good idea who I'm going to use my handcuffs on." Steph was surprised and delighted that she became the Mad Hatter. "Now I don't have to pretend I am sane," she quipped. "Your turn sweetie," said Kate applying the blindfold to her husband, "and if it will ease your embarrassment the others will turn away while I start getting you undressed." From the texture and tightness of the garments Myles could guess the general theme of his character but he still gasped in surprise when the blindfold was removed and a blushing secretary was revealed, eerily like the one he had played 2 weeks earlier with Madame Noir. He was wearing a black pencil skirt that reached just below his knees and severely restricted his stride. His blouse was white and see-through, so that he could see the outlines of a bra and a lacy slip. When he turned slightly he saw that his stockings had seams and he wore 3 inch black pumps. Most of all he could feel the tight restraint of an open bottom girdle. His appearance was greeted with wolf whistles and cat calls from the others before Steph said, "Well we can't call you Myles now can we?" "How about Myrelle," said Kate with an evil grin at which Myles visibly blanched? Finally Kate retired to the toilet and the others waited in eager anticipation. Kate had turned out the light in the room to heighten the tension and at last they heard her footsteps outside. Her arm reached into the room and turned on the light and Kate was revealed as a very convincing and intimidating dominatrix. Kate smiled at the shocked look on her husband's face as she strode into the room swinging a riding crop in her hand. She was wearing a black leather corset which attached to dark stockings. She had a black leather skirt that ended just above the knee and highly polished, black knee high boots. Over the corset was an un-buttoned black leather waist-coat with metal studs. Her black hair hung down her back and her make-up was heavily accented in black around the eyes and her lips were a vivid scarlet. She struck a pose with one hand on her hip and the other still swinging the riding crop. She smiled and said, "I think this is the perfect outfit for getting the most out of my staff for the day. As she is dressed for the part I suggest that Myrelle become the secretary and Steph you will take over the job Myles used to do. I wonder what happened to Myles?" she said. This was greeted with appreciative giggles and cries of, "Who's Myles?" Kate tapped her crop on the desk and called for attention. "Now everyone I expect a professional performance this morning until 2 pm after which the fun can begin. Speaking of professionalism, I see that you are falling short Myrelle; Officer Tess please take action." Before Myles knew what was happening Tess has stepped forwards and handcuffed his wrists and pushed him into a chair. "What's this?" protested Myles. Kate looked stern and said, "No secretary at this firm will come to work without make up and properly painted nails, corrective measures will be instituted immediately." With cries of delight from the 3 other women Myles was immediately surrounded and while Tess began to paint his nails a bright red, Steph and Jenny did his makeup. After 15 minutes Kate reinspected her new secretary and declared herself satisfied. "Now Myrelle I think considering our respective positions it would be appropriate for you to call me Mistress Kate." The others cheered this announcement and Myles found himself blushing but also very excited. Steph spent a lot of the morning sitting behind Myles former desk and calling out instructions to her secretary and Myles found that he spent a lot of time scurrying around the office to the obvious delight of the others. They quickly picked up on the fun and found many ways to keep Myles mincing around the office in his tight skirt. Although he found it tiring, the thrill of moving in a tight skirt and feeling his legs slide against his silky slip was almost unbearable. He did a poor job of disguising his obvious pleasure, which was not lost on the other women, much to their amusement. When 2 0'clock arrived Kate called the staff into the meeting room and turned to Steph. "We are all hungry and since you are the Mad Hatter I think it appropriate that you organize a tea party to start our fun." The Mad Hatter stood doffed her top hat and bowed theatrically. "Certainly," she said and turning to Myles said, "Myrelle since you are the only one wearing a proper skirt you shall pour the tea." "Thank you," said Myles, "but where is it?" "It can mean so very many things, which it do you mean young lady?" asked the Mad Hatter sweetly. "The tea of course," said Myles. "Ah we don't have any tea," said the Mad Hatter smugly. "This is ridiculous," said Myles in exasperation. "That's why I am the Mad Hatter," replied Steph with a grin. Fortunately before things got worse Tess and Jenny went to the fridge and while they brought out a fine repast of daintily cut sandwiches, cold cuts and salad Kate uncorked a bottle of Champaign and filled a glass for everyone. "Thanks to all of you we are doing well and are in position to do even better. I envisage a bright future and believe that we can expand the business and take on some new employees in about a year. This morning I made arrangements to attend a trade show in Manchester and will be gone from Sunday till the next Sunday. What is special about this show is that exhibitors are chosen and this is the first time we will have a booth. I thought about bringing one of you but decided that it would disrupt things too much so, I will handle things myself. I can always call to get your input." This optimistic announcement was greeted with much enthusiasm and generated a lot of discussion. As the afternoon wore on Myles became aware that he was relating differently to the other women and sensed that subtly they were treating him more as one of them. He was surprised and a little excited by this change. He had always been popular with the staff because he treated everyone fairly and was fun to be around, but wearing a skirt definitely seemed to alter the dynamic. Fuelled by generous quantities of alcohol and a superb catered dinner, the evening was a great success. The costumes were certainly a good talking point and Kate was delighted at how much everyone enjoyed themselves. "Well," she thought, "I can hardly conduct business dressed like this and the business certainly cannot be run by the Mad Hatter, but I know who could and probably should stay in costume from now on." The evening wrapped up around 11 pm after they had tidied up and changed out of their costumes. As no one was in a fit state to drive Kate had arranged taxis to transport everyone safely home. Myrelle's Day Out Kate used Saturday to get ready for her trip, as she planned to leave early Sunday morning and Myles spent most of his time doing things around the house that they usually shared. On Sunday morning Myles was woken out of a sound sleep by Kate kissing him goodbye and after a mumbled reply he drifted off back to sleep. He was woken again a couple of hours later by a loud knocking on the door and he staggered sleepily downstairs to see who it was. He opened the door and was surprised to see Stephanie, Tess and Jenny on the doorstep. They greeted him warmly and without waiting for an invitation swept into the house and headed towards the kitchen where Jenny put on the kettle. Stephanie and Tess were carrying shopping bags. "What's going on?" asked Myles in a bewildered tone. Still trying to shake off the effects of sleep he said, "Kate left just after so you have missed her." "We didn't come here to see Kate or you for that matter," said Steph. "Then why are you here?" asked Myles, more puzzled than ever. "To take Myrelle out for a girly day," they all chorused. "No, no," cried Myles backing up in alarm, only to find that the door from the kitchen blocked by Tess. Myles was pushed back into the kitchen and forced into a chair. Steph put an arm around him and said in a soft voice, "Myles we could all see just how much you enjoyed being a secretary on Friday so don't try to pretend otherwise. We really enjoyed being with Myrelle and we want to give our new girlfriend a treat. So my dear you can do this the easy way with good grace or we will simply kidnap you; Tess still has her handcuffs." Myles was of course secretly delighted but dare not show too much enthusiasm and so he continued to protest weakly. The 3 women did not respond; they just stared at him with implacable looks until he gave up with a sigh. "Okay, have your fun at my expense." "Upstairs and into the shower Myrelle, we will have a cup of coffee waiting when you get out and make sure you use one of Kate's dressing gowns, you are not to touch any of Myles clothes," ordered Steph. 10 minutes later Myles emerged from the bathroom clad in Kate's pale blue satin robe. The 3 women were waiting for him and sitting him down with his back to a mirror proceeded to quickly apply makeup and arrange his hair. "We don't need to do much Myrelle because we are all going on a special spa day and you are going to get the complete works; it's going to be such fun." Once they were finished Tess and Steph placed the bags they had brought on the bed and unpacked them. There were a matching bra and pantie set which Myles put on first. Once he was ready Jenny helped him off with the dressing gown and Steph held a fluffy petticoat for him to step into. "We thought you would like this Myrelle because it means you won't have to wear a girdle; this petticoat will puff out your dress enough to hide your extra equipment," said Steph. Myles felt himself harden as the petticoat was pulled up and fastened around his waist. Tess then lowered an A-line jungle print dress with a full skirt over his head and fastened the zip at the back. She smoothed the skirt over the petticoat and the 3 women stood back to admire the effect. "Perfect Myrelle, you look really pretty. Now girls," said Steph looking at her watch, "we really have to get going." "Where are we going?" asked Myles nervously. "Brunch first and then we hit the spa for a day of pampering and a super makeover for you girlfriend." "Who is paying for all this?" asked Myles, thinking that a spa for 4 would not be cheap. "Kate gave us carte blanche and her credit card and we don't want to let her down," replied Steph. "Kate knows about this," gasped Myles in alarm? "Her idea sweetie; she could see, as we all could, how you loved being in skirts, so she decided to do it properly." Myles began to imagine what doing it properly might entail and he became even more aroused. Once Myles had put on a strappy pair of sandals with a 3 inch heel they all headed out to Staph's car and the short drive to a popular restaurant specializing in Sunday brunch and lunch. A sudden breeze caused Myles to frantically hold down his dress as he got out of the car, much to the amusement of the other 3. "Welcome to the world of skirts and dresses Myrelle; those blokes over there really appreciated you showing them your frillies," said Tess with a smirk as she indicated a group of grinning young men in the car park. She and Jenny were also wearing skirts but they had got out on the other side of the car and were shielded from the wind gust. Myles felt nervous being in public, naturally afraid that someone would either recognize him or identify him as a man in a dress. However his friends took good care to protect him by placing him on an inner seat where he was less exposed. After ordering they sat back and chatted about the day ahead. "Isn't this makeover a bit much just for one day?" asked Myles. "Oh sorry Myrelle didn't we say," said Steph, innocently. "Myles has been given the week off and you are going to be our secretary for the whole week. If you are really good perhaps Kate will sack Myles and you can stay on; wouldn't that be fun?" "We have all sorts of cute little outfits planned for you, which we know you will love," said Jenny. Myles looked alarmed. "But what if someone recognizes me?" he stammered. "I don't think anyone you know is coming in this week," said Steph, "but if they do we can just say that you are transitioning." They all looked at Myles horrified expression and burst out laughing. "Just teasing Myrelle," said Steph when she had recovered. When they had finished their meal they all piled again into Steph's car and drove 15 minutes to the spa where they planned to spend the rest of the day. Business was obviously good because the reception area was certainly plush. They were greeted by a receptionist who took their names and asked them to sit. Myles felt rather uncomfortable in such a feminine surrounding. "Don't look so worried Myrelle, we are all girls," said Tess with a grin. Just then a blonde woman in a white uniform came over and introduced herself. "Hello ladies, my name is Michelle and I will be co-coordinating your day. We have a lot planned so let's get started. Which one of you is Myrelle?" Myles nervously raised his hand. "You are getting the works you lucky girl, so I think we will start you in our hair salon, so just follow me." Myles followed her into a large room and introduced him to the team that would be taking care of him. Kim was to do his hair styling and Jasmine was to look after his nails. He was seated comfortably and Kim spread a white cape over him and got started. After she washed and shampooed his hair Myles began to feel drowsy. He was vaguely aware of Jasmine working on his nails and then he drifted off. When he woke he was amazed to see that over 2 hours had elapsed. "Almost done Myrelle," said Kim, "we will send you off for your facial and then you will come back here for me to add the finishing touches. I want to leave this shower cap on for now because your friends don't want you to see yourself until everything is complete, which is a good idea because you will look fabulous." For the next 2 hours Myles had never imagined how wonderful all the pampering would feel. The eyebrow shaping was a little uncomfortable but the body rubs, face masks, and makeup session was something he would always remember. When breast forms were glued into place on his chest he had great difficulty controlling his emotions. When he was finally lead back to the hair salon for the finishing touches and the grand unveiling he found that his 3 friends were waiting for him with undisguised excitement on their faces. After 15 minutes of touch ups and alterations Kim declared herself finished and Myles was placed in front of a full length mirror and told he could open his eyes. He stared in disbelief at the figure before him. Myles had naturally soft, almost girlish features but there was no trace of anything masculine in the face and figure in the mirror. His hair had formerly ended just below his collar but now it extended half way down his back in big curls, feathered layers and lots of volume. He could not speak and to his embarrassment began to cry. Kim put a comforting arm around him and the other women crowded round offering support. "Don't worry Myrelle your eye makeup is waterproof; we thought this might happen sweetie when you saw yourself; you look stunning," said Kim. "No worries about being recognized at work Myrelle, I don't think Kate herself would know you," added Steph. Steph settled the bill and they drove away with Myles still in a daze. Myles house was the closest so he was surprised when Steph drove right past his turnoff. Steph noticed this and said, "You are going to be staying with me Myrelle until Kate gets back on Sunday. We don't want you to be tempted to revert back to Myles; we've got you for the week and you are going to be all girl." "But I need to get some of my things," protested Myles. "What things?" asked Tess. "Well money, credit cards, driver's license," began Myles. "We are taking care of everything Myrelle, it's good for you to feel a little vulnerable," said Steph. "I feel very vulnerable," declared Myles. "Welcome to the world of women Myrelle," said Jenny. After dropping off Jenny and Tess, Steph drove back to her house and once inside poured a large glass of red wine for each of them and raised hers in a toast. "Here's to you Myrelle," she said. After an awkward pause she went on, "Myrelle, I can't call you Myles, looking as you do, but I need to say something." Myles waited anxiously. Steph continued, "I have been friends as well as colleagues with you and Kate for a long time and you are both very close to me." At this point she began to tear up and dabbed her eyes with a tissue. 'Myrelle, Kate has told me something about what has been going on in your life." Myles stared to say something but Steph raised her hand to stop him. "I don't want to know what it is but I just want to say that I will always be here if you want to talk and I won't judge; okay?" By now Myles was crying as well and they both hugged each other. "Let's have more wine," sniffed Steph. They finished the bottle that Steph had opened and then Myrelle helped Steph prepare dinner which they had with more wine. After they had eaten and cleared up the kitchen they both curled up on the sofa and watched a romantic movie. They were both yawning when the movie ended and Steph showed Myles to the spare bedroom and handed him a long silky nightgown. "Sleep well Myrelle you have a busy day tomorrow." Myles sighed as he climbed into bed and felt the silky nightgown caressing his legs. He settled down for sleep with the delightful experiences of the day running through his mind. Morning came all too quickly as Myles felt Steph shaking him awake. "Come on Myrelle we have lots to do." Myrelle' s New Job By the time Myles had finished showering and shaving Steph had made coffee and had breakfast on the table. "We will have breakfast first and then I will help you with your makeup," she said. 20 minutes later Myles found himself sitting in front of a mirror in the bathroom in a pink dressing gown while Steph began applying his makeup. "You will have to learn how to do this yourself Myrelle," she said, "I'll give you lessons tonight and you will have to practice." She finished up by dabbing some expensive scent behind Myles ears and on his wrists and then lowered a beaten silver necklace around his neck and some dangling ear rings. "What a good thing you had your ears pierced last year," observed Steph. "Now Myrelle I think you will recognize your clothes in the wardrobe; they are the same ones you wore on Friday. We will get you some new outfits after work tonight." Walking to Steph's car and later into the building Myles felt the now familiar thrill of his heels clicking and his legs rubbing against his slip and tight skirt. When they got inside Jenny and Tess were already present and they crowded round Myles to offer a warm welcome. While they were all together Steph made an announcement. "Myrelle this week you will be treated like a secretary and a young woman. The work you will do is exactly the same as any secretary. By this we mean that you will not be given demeaning tasks, such as waiting on us hand and foot. In return we expect that you will treat this job with the seriousness it deserves. Above all we hope you will enjoy your week as a girl." Myles smiled and nodded but inside felt a powerful surge of excitement. The morning was busy as he was continually being fed work by both Steph and Tess; looking out files, writing proposals answering letters. As lunch time neared Steph called him in and said, "Myrelle, you have a choice; either you go to collect lunch from the deli or you have to cover reception for Jenny." Myles chose the deli and made a careful list of everyone's order and left the building. He found that the fear of exposure was almost acting like a drug and he began to almost relish it. Once again he found the sound of his heels and the constriction of his skirt during his deliberately brisk walk quite intoxicating. Although he had no interest in men he did find their approving looks as he walked strangely exciting. He gave the order in his softest voice and the young man serving him gave no indication that he was anything but an attractive woman. Back at the office he found that the others had stopped for lunch and were waiting for him in the meeting room. They were gathered around Tess who had a magazine open in front of her, which seemed to be the focus of their attention. "What's u?" he asked. "Oh I'm going to be a bridesmaid in a few weeks and my friend the bride hasn't decided yet on her dress and has asked me to help, so I have been devouring bridal magazines looking for ideas. Want to help: Jenny and Steph have given me their favourites?" "Oh sure," said Myles distributing the lunches and then sliding in next to Tess. She handed him a magazine and he began to flip through it making a note of the pages showing dresses he liked. "Let's compare notes in about 10 minutes," suggested Tess. "Time's up," she said 10 minutes later, let's see what you have." Tess looked carefully at the 3 dresses chosen by the others. "Jenny you are the most daring with that thigh high slit; Steph you are more of a boho type and Myrelle you are a real classical girl," she said pointing to Myles choice which featured an A-line dress in beautiful white satin with a box pleat. It had beaded straps and the back scooped down to just above the shoulder blades.. She fixed her eye on Myles and said, "Myrelle I bet you chose this because it would need a petticoat," and when she saw Myles blush she added more kindly, "Myrelle you would look gorgeous in this dress; I would love to see it." Myles blushed again but privately he heartily agreed. The afternoon was largely a repeat of the morning and it was not till the late afternoon that Myles realized how much he was enjoying the work. Being a tidy, methodical worker and most importantly not having to make important decisions and negotiate contracts was a huge relief. He also realized how much he enjoyed wearing a skirt and how it changed his relationship with the others in a way he began to love. As they were finishing Myles was surprised to hear Steph say, "Okay girls, should we have a drink before or after we do Myrelle's shopping?" "Why do I need to go shopping?" asked Myles. "Myrelle don't be dense," said Tess. "You cannot wear the same skirt and top every day and besides a shopping expedition with your girlfriends is one of the perks of being a girl." It was decided that they would shop first and drink after so they all piled into Steph's car again and headed for the nearest Marks and Spencer shop. "Nothing fancy, but just the place for a working girl," declared Steph as they went inside. "Perhaps we should do underwear first." "No," said Tess. "We are getting Myrelle's intimates at John Lewis; I know exactly the panties that she needs," she said with a giggle. Of course this provoked a deep blush from Myles. They quickly settled on a couple of pencil skirts in navy and grey and a checked A-line pleated midi skirt, plus 3 blouses to match the skirts. "You need a dress or 2," said Steph. "Or 3," added Jenny and they came away with an elegant striped shirt dress and a very pretty black dress with a delicate floral pattern. It was softly pleated and came just below the knee with a full skirt. "Petticoat," whispered Tess and laughed. Just before they left Steph, Tess and Jenny insisted on a LBD, just in case there was a social occasion. Myles just rolled his eyes. Fortunately John Lewis was not far away and they were able to secure the purchase of the same type of panties that Tess had caught Myles buying. 2 bras, 2 nightdresses, 2 slips and another open bottom girdle completed their shopping much to Myles relief. "I'll never be able to wear all this," he complained. "Shows how new you are to womanhood," observed Tess. As they walked up the street towards a quiet pub Tess let out a little cry and darted into a shop. When the others looked they noticed that it was a bridal boutique so they followed her inside. They began perusing the racks of gowns and after a couple of minutes Tess called them over to where she was holding a familiar looking gown. "This looks exactly like the one Myrelle liked in the magazine," said Tess excitedly. To Myles embarrassment she held it up to him and the 3 women loudly voiced their approval. Before he knew quite what was happening Myles found himself marched into a changing room and his outer clothes were stripped off. "You may only get one chance to wear a wedding dress," said Jenny as she helped Myles step into it and the other 2 zipped up the back. It fitted surprisingly well and Tess arranged the skirt carefully before allowing Myles to look. As Myles looked at himself in the mirror he had to use all his control to avoid having a violent orgasm. The 3 women were ecstatic at how Myles looked and insisted that he walk up and down the change room, "just like a real bride," as Steph put it. Finally Tess and Jenny helped him off with the dress and he did not notice that Steph had slipped out of the changing room. When they came out they saw her just finishing a conversation with the shop manager. "I'm getting thirsty," declared Tess, "let's find a drink." Soon they found a quiet pub and were enjoying a cocktail. They began chatting about the wedding dress and how great Myles looked wearing it. Suddenly Steph said, "Myrelle I can tell how much you loved wearing that dress and how disappointed you looked when you had to take it off. Most girls grow up dreaming of wearing a beautiful dress on their wedding day and we would like to help you. The girls and I were talking when you went to the toilet and this is what we decided. The shop does a rental service at a very reasonable rate and you are going to have your day as a bride. We are going to have a garden party at my house on Saturday which will be like a wedding reception and you are going to wear that dress. Tess Jenny and I will be your bridesmaids; won't that be the most amazing fun?" At first Myles was too stunned to speak but the prospect of being able to act the part of a bride and wear that dress for a whole afternoon was too much for him and he quickly agreed to the proposal. Steph, Jenny and Tess exchanged grins of triumph when Myles attention was elsewhere. They decided to call it a night because as Steph put it, "A bride has to get her beauty sleep." Once back at Steph's house she and Myles had a late supper and retired for an early night. As the week wore on Myles found himself getting more and more excited about the coming Saturday and his debut as a bride. He also found that he was enjoying his work as a secretary more and more and Steph also seemed to be very happy in her new role. The 3 women insisted that they take Myles out for a bachelorette party on the Friday and they all finished a little earlier so they could change. "I knew that little black dress would come into its own," said Steph as she inspected her pupil. Myles blushed but looked very pleased at the compliment. They had decided to meet at a supper club which specialized in bachelorette parties and when they got their they found that the entire clientele were young women intent on having a good time. They started with flutes of Champaign and this was so successful that they ordered another bottle. The atmosphere was very festive and several of the groups were singing and laughing at their tables. Tess produced a small set of speakers and attached them to her phone. She then told Myles that as the guest of honour he was to begin the evening by doing a song and dance routine and she brought up a music video of Bananarama and their great hit Venus. Myles took a large gulp of Champaign and got to his feet. He began to move with the music and when it came to the chorus he started to sing, trying desperately to keep a high register. The next time the chorus repeated he began to mimic the actions of the 3 women in the video with increasing freedom. His companions began to clap and shout encouragement which attracted attention from nearby tables, so that when the song finally ended Myles found that he was greeted with loud cheers from around the room. This really set the tone for the evening and as more alcohol was consumed the action became even more uninhibited. The club had a dance floor and a very dynamic DJ who quickly had the crowd on their feet in a frenzy of dancing and singing. Myles and his friends stayed out until they were tired and then went back to the table for more refreshments. Tess leaned over and said, "Having fun Myrelle?" "Amazing," replied Myles, "I never realized that being a girl could be such a blast." The others laughed and Jenny said, "It will just get better and better girlfriend." The rest of the evening continued at the same pace and by midnight the 4 friends felt completely drained and decided to head home. Steph had arranged for a limo and the party atmosphere continued for a while longer. "So Myrelle what do you think of bachelorette parties?" asked Tess. "I think it will remain one of the highlights of my life," said Myles sincerely, "I have never felt anything like it before, I almost felt that I was surfing on a sea of femininity." "Women behave differently when there are no men around," observed Steph. "Well I was around," said Myles with mock indignation. "Don't take this the wrong way sweetie but you haven't been a man for the last week," said Tess. "And do you know, I have not missed it," said Myles. "As I said before the best is yet to come," said Jenny. Myles and Steph were the first to be dropped off and after cleaning off their makeup they both fell into bed and dropped into a very deep sleep which lasted until mid-morning. Steph awoke first and she started breakfast and took a mug of coffee with her to wake Myles. "Time to get up Myrelle we have lots to do," she called softly and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. The Trap is Sprung Over breakfast, Steph outlined the plans for the day, "I have a friend who is a hairdresser and she is going to come over to touch up our hair and to put your makeup on. I know that you have been practicing but its part of being a bride to have someone do this for you. Let's clear up the dishes and then you have a shower. Just slip on a sun dress and come on down because Natalie should be here by then." Myles did as he was told and when he got back downstairs he was greeted by a pleasant middle aged woman who Steph introduced as Natalie. Natalie immediately took charge. "Just take a seat here sweetie and I'll help make you even more beautiful for your big day." Myles felt a hardening between his legs and was glad that the full skirt of the dress hid any sign of his excitement. After an hour Natalie declared herself satisfied and giving Myles a quick peck on the cheek and wishing him good luck departed. It was now 12.30 and Myles helped Steph prepare some of the snacks and drinks. Steph explained that they were going to have a proper sit down meal later and that she had decided to have it catered. "Aren't you going to too much trouble just for a fun ceremony?" asked Myles. Steph gave him a hard look. "Myrelle we could all see how much you enjoy being the girl so don't deny it. We thought this was the one time you could experience the feeling of being a bride, something every little girl dreams about. Don't tell me you are not into this," she said with some annoyance. Myles hastily reassured her. "I'm sorry Steph, I really do appreciate what you are doing, I guess I'm just nervous." Steph smiled and said, "That's okay Myrelle, you are just like every other bride on her big day. Just wait till you get your lovely dress on, then it will all be worth it." Just then the doorbell rang. Steph went to answer it and the excited chatter that followed signaled the arrival of Tess and Jenny. They both hugged Myrelle and told her how pretty she looked. After a few minutes preparation in the garden with furniture and tables Steph announced that it was time for everyone to get dressed. Steph, Tess and Jenny all had matching bridesmaid dresses in pink chiffon which reached down to their ankles. These and Myles bridal gown were all rented from the same shop they had visited earlier in the week. Steph took charge and said, "Tess why don't you and Jenny get dressed now and I will get Myrelle into her corset and underwear and then I will get dressed and then the 3 of us can get Myrelle into her dress." "Corset," said Myles blanching visibly, "you didn't say anything about a corset." "Our surprise sweetie," beamed Steph, "You are going to be such a deliciously girlie bride you won't want the day to end." Steph took Myles up to her bedroom and Jenny and Tess used the spare bedroom. Once inside Steph handed Myles a pair of white ruffled panties and a half slip. "Go into the bathroom and put these on. The slip is temporary; just to cover your naughty boy clit until we get your petticoats on." Myles emerged a few moments later looking a little embarrassed but Steph took no notice. She produced a white satin corset and wrapped it around Myles body. Myles was still wearing his breast forms from the night before and Steph carefully placed his breasts inside the corset's built in bra. She then began to tighten the laces and Myles felt his body compress inside the unforgiving garment. "There that should do," said Steph s as she tied off the laces in a very tight bow and stepped back to admire the effect. "Perfect," she said, "now let's get your stockings on." The stockings were white and very sensuous and seemed to whisper to Myles as Steph very carefully rolled them up his freshly shaved legs. She attached them to the garter straps hanging from the corset and made sure that the straps were quite taught. "You need to feel the gentle pull of your stockings when you move Myrelle, but don't walk around yet, I want you to wait until I have your petticoats on." Steph brought over a long slender silk petticoat with a double tier of lace at the hem and had Myles step into it. She pulled it up his legs and settled it over his hips. "Now your main petticoat sweetie," she said as she spread out a frothy garment on the floor that resembled a puddle of soft cream. She helped Myles step into it, drew it up to his waist and tied it firmly before working the laces in with the laces of the corset in a complicated knot. "There," she said, "that won't come loose. You will certainly need help getting out of these clothes Myrelle, but then again perhaps you won't want to." Once Steph was satisfied that everything looked perfect she told Myles to walk up and down the room. The feeling was indescribable: Myles felt the tug of the garter straps on his stockings with each step. The inner petticoat restricted his stride and he felt the silky fabric rub against his legs. The outer petticoat was taffeta and made the most delightful rustling sound with each step. When Myles looked in the full length mirror he saw a multi layered petticoat with beautiful rows of lace on the multiple tiers. He was completely speechless only able to stare in wonder at the image before him. Steph was very businesslike and said, "Now off you go next door Myrelle, you should be chatting to your other bridesmaids as they get ready. It is a wonderful ritual for a bride to be in with her bridesmaids as they all prepare; just so intensely feminine." When Myles entered the spare bedroom Tess was just emerging from the shower with a towel covering her from her breasts to just above her knees. Myles started to leave but Tess called out, "Myrelle don't be silly we are all girls here, you must stay; you look absolutely gorgeous, what a beautiful petticoat; come and sit here on the bed and talk to us." Myles felt awkward being so close to partially dressed women but Tess and Jenny seemed oblivious and behaved as they would with any woman. All the conversation was about dresses and corsets and what fun it was to be able to wear such thrilling clothes. Tess and Jenny got Myles to help them fasten their petticoats and then assist them into their dresses. When they were dressed and completely satisfied that everything was perfect they both advanced on Myles and taking a hand each pulled him to his feet. "Okay Myrelle now the big moment, it's time to get you into your dress," said Tess excitedly. The 2 women escorted him back to Steph's bedroom just as she finished dressing. They all fussed over her for a few minutes and then turned their attention on Myles. "Close your eyes Myrelle, we want you to experience getting into your dress with your other senses; it will make the visual effect even greater when we tell you to open them," instructed Tess. Myles excitement rose as he heard the rustle of his dress being arranged on the floor, but he kept his eyes tightly closed. Next he felt someone take his hand and instruct him to step slowly forward with one foot and as he did so he could feel his foot brush against the dress. The other foot followed and then he felt the dress being slowly pulled up his legs and lower body. His arms were guided through the straps and he felt the dress settle on his shoulders and was surprised at its weight. There was a pause and he heard Steph say, "This is the big moment Myrelle; I am going to start closing the zip and once it is fully closed there is no going back; you will be a bride." Myles held his breath and felt the dress being pulled tighter and tighter against his body as the zipper climbed upwards; he felt it stop and a little catch engage and it was done! They guided him over to the mirror and Steph said, "Okay Myrelle open." Myles stood transfixed before the mirror, temporarily robbed of speech. His knees gave slightly and Steph had to support him. He saw an attractive woman in a beautiful dress staring wild eyed back at him. "Oh my God," he whispered, "I'm really a bride." "A beautiful bride," said Tess giving him a kiss on the cheek. Steph took charge; she said, "Jenny could you please go down and start the music when you see Myrelle reach the bottom of the stair. Myrelle, I will escort you down stairs and out into the garden and Tess will hold your train. It's show time sweetie, let's go." They gave Jenny a few minutes to get ready and then Steph took Myles arm and began to slowly guide him towards the stairs while Tess followed holding up the train. "Hold your dress up a little with your left hand Myrelle and go down slowly and gracefully." With his legs still trembling Myles began his descent trying desperately not to trip. As he reached the bottom the strains of Bach's incredible, "Jesu Joy of Mans Desiring," began to play through Steph's stereo system. Myles felt his eyes moisten and tried desperately not to cry as he found the beauty of the music almost overwhelming. Steph and Tess were not so successful and both had tears running down their cheeks. Steph led the way out into the garden through the open French windows and down the shallow steps onto the lawn. He was being so careful that he did not see the two figures waiting with their backs to him in one corner of the garden. One was wearing a tux and the other was a woman dressed in a cream coloured trouser suit who Myles did not recognize. As Myles approached she turned, smiled and stepped back beckoning him forward. As Myles drew level the figure in the tux turned towards him and Myles gasped in shock. "Darling you look absolutely beautiful," said Kate, "m Before Myles could recover the woman in the cream coloured suit raised her hand and said, "Ladies we are here to witness the marriage of Myrelle and Kate." She continued for a few minutes speaking about the sanctity of marriage but Myles was too stunned to take in any of it. He was vaguely aware of Kate saying firmly, "I do," and then he felt a nudge and saw the registrant looking at him strangely. "Myrelle," the woman repeated, "do you agree to be Kate's wife, to love and honour her from this day forth?" Another nudge from Kate and Myles stammered, "Er yes I suppose I do." Immediately Kate slipped a ring on his left hand and the registrant beamed and said, "Then I declare you woman and wife. Kate you may kiss your bride." Myles was jerked back to reality by Kate pulling his head forward and placing a kiss on his lips which went on a long time. When they finally broke apart Kate looked at Myles with loving eyes and said, "You seem surprised darling; you don't think I'd let you marry anyone else do you?" "But, but," stammered Myles, "you are supposed to be in Manchester." "Good wives are hard to find darling; I just had to come back early." After Kate and Myles were surrounded by Myles bridesmaids and hugged and kissed they were ushered over to a raised flower bed and dozens of photographs were taken. When Myles had taken several large mouthfuls of Champaign that Steph had produced he began to recover. "You set me up," he said to Steph accusingly." "Of course we did Myrelle; you will be much better as Kate's wife," said Steph giving him a kiss on the cheek. Before Myles could respond Tess and Jenny called them over to a table with a white linen table cloth and place settings for 5. Kate held back a chair for her bride and Myles carefully arranged his dress and petticoats under himself and gracefully sat down. When they were all seated a young waitress appeared from the house and began serving a delicious meal. Steph raised her glass in a toast to the newlyweds and Myles took another deep draught of wine. He began to relax and joined in the excited conversation which was going on around him. After the main course Kate tapped her glass to get everyone's attention and rose to her feet. "Dear friends thank you so much for being such an important part of Myrelle and my wedding and lives; I know I speak for my beautiful wife when I tell you how much you all mean to us." She paused and said, "Myrelle thank you so much for agreeing to become my wife, even if I did have to give you a poke to remind you to say I do" Myles blushed and everyone laughed. Kate continued, "Seeing my wife in this beautiful dress and how well she moves in it, with her rustling petticoats, I have decided that from now on Myrelle will be a very traditional wife and only wear skirts and dresses." This announcement was greeted with loud cheers from Steph, Tess and Jenny, while Myles found himself blushing furiously. Kate then turned to her bride and said, "My darling Myrelle I have another lovely surprise for you. While you were being such an efficient secretary last week Steph had you sign and witness several documents, one of which was a request for a name change. I am delighted to tell you that you are now officially Mrs. Myrelle Stevens." Myles mouth opened and closed like a bewildered fish until Kate closed it with another long kiss. Finally as the shadows began to creep across the lawn Kate announced that it was time to end the celebration. "I am taking my wife for a week's honeymoon to help her adjust to her new status. As a result of the many different developments during the last week there will be some major changes of a good kind at work. I won't announce them now but Myrelle and I want you to come to our house in a week for a special party when all will be revealed." She then took Myles by the hand and led him out to her car with his 3 bridesmaids in close attendance. They all smiled as Myles struggled with his skirts getting into the care and then waved vigorously as the car pulled slowly away. "Welcome to the feminine world darling," said Kate as they drove away. A Week Later Steph was the last to arrive and Kate greeted her with a warm hug. "Tess and Jenny are in the garden with Myrelle so come on through and have a drink." Myrelle jumped to her feet when she saw Steph and hurried over to embrace her. "Myrelle you look radiant," said Steph. Myrelle beamed with pleasure. She was wearing a very pretty full skirted sundress and she looked very happy. "So how was the honeymoon," asked Steph as she took a sip of the cocktail Kate had just poured her? "We had a wonderful time," said Myrelle, "I had to take it easy for the first couple of days but then everything was fine and Kate and I went full bore, shopping and sightseeing all around London." "Why take it easy for the first couple of days?" asked Tess. "Oh I needed to get over the surgery," said Myrelle. "Surgery, what surgery?" asked Tess and Steph in unison. "Oh just something to make me more girlie," said Myrelle casually. "What have you done Myrelle," shouted Steph as the 3 women looked first at Myrelle's chest and then groin. Myrelle and Kate both laughed. "No not there," said Myrelle, "Kate and I both thought that a wife should not really have a prominent Adams apple, so I went into a very good clinic and they did a very delicate shave; like it?" Myrelle pointed to her neck which now had a long smooth feminine appearance. "So this arrangement is permanent is it?" asked Tess. "Wait till you hear Kate's news," said Myrelle in answer. When she was sure that everyone's glass was full Kate called for attention. "Myrelle and I are delighted to see the 3 of you here today; you are the reason that we have such a vibrant business. I was unable to devote much time to work over the last couple of years because of Mum's illness but that is sadly no longer the case. I promised to bring you up to date at our wedding so here goes. At the conference in Manchester I made some very important contacts and one of them, a business college has agreed to send us clients who are starting in business. In line with our specialty, it will mainly be women starting small businesses. As a result we will need some restructuring so this is how it will affect you. Jenny I want to move you out of reception and start you working with Tess in design. We will hire a new person to take over reception. Tess you are going to have more autonomy in the field of design because I will be doing more promotion. As a consequence you will get a 30% increase in salary starting from now." Jenny and Tess's faces were a mixture of disbelief and delight. Kate continued;, "Steph you have been with us from the start and in many ways you are the glue which has held us together. I want to offer you a partnership and responsibility for running the office; what do you say?" Steph did not say anything for a while; she was too stunned to speak. At last she stammered, "But what about er..." "Myrelle?" asked Kate with a smile. Steph nodded, still unable to speak. 'Myrelle is delighted to take over your previous role of company secretary and as such she will report directly to you.' There was a buzz of excited chatter which Kate allowed to continue unchecked. Eventually she asked, "Is everyone in agreement with these changes'? This was greeted with a chorus of very enthusiastic yeses. Kate then gave a sly smile and said, "Now Steph as I said you will now be Myrelle's boss and I expect that you have some ideas about dress code for your secretary." "Indeed I do," said Steph promptly. "I think it is important to have a relaxed policy regarding dress for most of the employees, but a secretary is in a different position. Myrelle I expect you to wear either dresses or smart skirts, definitely no trousers. Slips will be mandatory as will heels and stockings. I am prepared to relax this policy a little on Fridays when you are permitted to wear a more informal dress, not unlike what you are wearing now. But," she said raising a warning finer, "it must be worn with a frilly petticoat; is that clear Myrelle?" A big smile spread across Myrelle's face and she nodded her agreement. "Well now that news is over and done with I think we should eat; do you need a hand Myrelle?" asked Kate. "No darling it's almost ready; just give me a couple of minutes," said Myrelle getting up and heading towards the kitchen. "I still feel as though I'm dreaming," said Tess "Apart from everything else I am amazed at how Myrelle is taking this; you two seem so happy," said Steph. "Oh we are," Kate assured her. "And you have completely forgiven her?" asked Tess. "Forgiven her for what?" asked Kate in surprise. "For cheating on you when she was Myles," said Tess in surprise. "Myles never cheated on me," said Kate. "But what about those episodes with Madame Noir?" demanded Steph. Just then Myrelle returned and announced that dinner was served. "Myrelle," said Kate, "I think we need to tell them about Madame Noir." Myrelle looked ruefully at her wife and said, "Okay darling let's tell them over dinner." And with that they went inside and sat down. 6 Weeks Earlier: Kate and Myles Tell Their Story Myles slowly opened his eyes and saw Kate staring at him with a smile on her face. "Are you awake, sweetie?" she said. "No, go away," he replied. "You are awake," she persisted. "I'm not; I'm having a wonderful dream about a beautiful woman about to seduce me." "I can make your dream become reality" "Oh that's all right then," said Myles now fully awake and reaching for his wife. "Not yet, you have to listen to me first," insisted Kate. "I knew it was too good to be true," said Myles regretfully;, "Okay I'm listening but then I want to be seduced." "I think I am ready to return to work," said Kate. "That's great news," said Myles giving her a kiss. "When do you think you will start?" "Well there are a few estate details to settle so I think it will be in about 3 weeks. Now the other thing I need to discuss with you is Steph." "What about Steph?" asked Myles. "I am concerned that she is over qualified for what she does for us. I think that our business is at the point where we need to expand and we need Steph to take on a much greater role. She should be doing more advanced work because her talents are being wasted as a secretary." "What do you see her doing?" asked Myles. Steph hesitated before saying, "Well frankly darling she would really be more suited to negotiating contracts with me and overseeing the office." "But that's what I do," said Myles. "I know," said Kate, "but I get the impression that you do not really like those parts of your job." "Don't like it," said Myles, "I hate it; I would love Steph to take over what I do." "You really wouldn't mind," said Kate. "Of course not, but what would I do?" Kate took a deep breath and said, "Well would you be prepared to swap roles with Steph?" "You mean be the secretary?" "Well yes," said Kate tentatively. "So are you saying I wouldn't have to negotiate contracts and make difficult decisions involving the business and staff?" "Yes Steph would do all that." "It's very tempting," mused Myles. "To tell you the truth I have been very stressed over the last year, I'm not really suited to this type of work. I have also felt as though I am in something of a rut. So yes I would consider doing it but I want something in return." "What?" asked Kate. "As I said I feel as though I am in a rut and I am yearning to have an adventure, something to spice up my life." "What do you have in mind?" asked Kate. Myles stared at his wife and said, "Kate I want to have an affair." The blood drained from Kate's face. She grabbed hold of Myles wrist and he eyes bored into him. "And just who are you proposing to have an affair with," she snarled? Myles coolly held his wife's gaze and a smile slowly spread across his face. "With you of course," he said. Kate continued to stare at him. "Are you completely crazy?" she asked. "Oh probably," laughed Myles, "but it would be an awful lot of fun. Can you imagine having a secret tryst at some hotel and then returning to the office pretending that nothing had happened." Kate didn't say anything for a long time but then she began to smile as well. "Crazy as it sounds it would be exciting. Let's think about it and we can talk about it this evening." She looked at the clock and said, "I suppose we had better get up." "Oh no," said Myles firmly, "You promised to seduce me." "Yes I did didn't I," said Kate and she gently rolled Myles onto his back and began to kiss and stroke his body. Myles immediately felt himself stiffen and Kate began to rub down there as well. As his excitement rose Kate sat up and straddled her husband and slowly pulled up his long lacy nightdress allowing his very eager cock to leap forward. A Brief Return to the Present There was a collective gasp from the 3 women. "You mean that Myles was a cross dresser all along?" asked Steph in amazement. "Oh yes ever since we first met," said Kate. "That was one of the things I've always loved about him. I love Myles but I also love Myrelle. I feel as though I have the best of both worlds." Kate and Myles Resume Their Story "Oh you are such a pretty girl Myrelle," she cooed. "Would you like me to put this naughty big clit inside me?" "Oh yes please Kate," begged Myles. "Well okay as long as you promise to be a good girl," she said and suddenly thrust Myles joy stick inside her. The next few minutes were frenzied and very noisy and left the two lovers quite limp. They did not speak about Myles idea for the rest of the day but that evening over supper Kate started the conversation. "Darling how far do you want to go being the secretary?" she asked. Myles took a deep breath and said, "Kate I would love to be able to wear skirts at the office and be Myrelle the secretary." "Well sweetie we will just have to get you some new clothes," said Kate and fell back in her chair as Myles rushed over and hugged her. When they at last separated Kate said, "Now darling about this affair; I have decided that it shall be on my terms, after all, that will add to your excitement; you won't know what form it will take. One day in the next 10 days I will send you a text with instructions and you will have to be ready; is that understood?" "Yes Kate I understand and accept your terms." "Good girl," said Kate, "why don't you put on a nice dress and the 2 of us can go out for lunch." "This sounds like the beginning of a beautiful relationship," said Myrelle as she kissed her wife. Return to the Present The 3 women sat in stunned silence until it was eventually broken by Steph. "I am not sure whether to laugh or be angry at being used like this," she said and the others nodded their agreement. Steph went on, "I was very upset at the thought of Myles cheating on you because you are both so important to me. Surely you could have taken us into your confidence?" ""Yes we did deceive you and if this makes you angry we are sorry," said Kate. "My only excuse is that we have both had a horrible year with my Mum's illness and this seemed like a wonderful escape. We were wrong to not have told you; we should have realized that you would be upset." "Okay," said Steph, "apology accepted. It was an amazing scheme and it's something none of us will ever forget. Also we are all delighted at the changes at work; I do hope you are Myrelle." "I couldn't be happier," said Myrelle, "and I join Kate in apologizing for not thinking this through." Suddenly Tess began to laugh. "Now I see why you chose to be a dom at the office party," she said. "You really did look the part. Myrelle I do hope that you enjoyed your times with Madame Noir." "Something I will never forget," said Myrelle. "What made it so amazing was I really did not know the details of the affair that Kate had planned; it all seemed so real, that poor Myles had trouble separating the fantasy from real life; he really felt he was in a cleverly spun web." "What about the wedding, was all that effort we put into it wasted?" asked Jenny sadly. "Oh no," said Kate quickly, "Myrelle had no idea that there was going to be a real wedding; you should have seen her face when she first saw me with the registrant: I thought she was going to pass out on me." "What has happened to Myles?" asked Steph. Myrelle filled everyone's glass, crossed her legs and rearranged her skirt. She put her arm around her wife, kissed her tenderly and said, "Oh he puts in an appearance now and again, but I hear that he is living with a strict dominatrix and so he doesn't get out very much." And she raised her glass in a silent toast to a former life.