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A jolt went through me like an electric current. Did I just hear that? Was she asking me to buy a housekeeping uniform? She even mentioned a dress. I felt weak at the thought. She clearly understood that her words had made an extreme impression as she continued. "Before you react either positively or negatively, let me add this. Starting Monday you will be staying home, cleaning, cooking, doing laundry and all sorts of other mundane chores. Knowing you, you would have ended up in a skirt...

A jolt went through me like an electric current. Did I just hear that? Was she asking me to buy a housekeeper uniform? She even mentioned a dress. I felt weak at the thought. She clearly understood that her words had made an extreme impression as she continued. "Before you react either positively or negatively, let me add this. Starting Monday you will be staying home, cleaning, cooking, doing laundry and all sorts of other mundane chores. Knowing you, you would have ended up in a skirt...

A jolt went through me like an electric current. Did I just hear that? Was she asking me to buy a housekeeping uniform? She even mentioned a dress. I felt weak at the thought. She clearly understood that her words had made an extreme impression as she continued. "Before you react either positively or negatively, let me add this. Starting Monday you will be staying home, cleaning, cooking, doing laundry and all sorts of other mundane chores. Knowing you, you would have ended up in a skirt...

For his punishment, Arthur faced the wall. His mother had threatened inviting some of her lady friends over for tea. Aunt Martha thought it a splendid idea. Her obscene laugh was loud, like the neighing of a horse. Facing the wall wasn't so bad. It was what he wore that was so mortifying. A red pleated, red velvet dress with frilly petticoats underneath, his bare legs exposed, feet in frilly red ankle socks and Mary Jane shoes on his feet. Under the bib-like dress he wore a long-sleeve,...

For his punishment, Arthur faced the wall. His mother had threatened inviting some of her lady friends over for tea. Aunt Martha thought it a splendid idea. Her obscene laugh was loud, like the neighing of a horse. Facing the wall wasn't so bad. It was what he wore that was so mortifying. A red pleated, red velvet dress with frilly petticoats underneath, his bare legs exposed, feet in frilly red ankle socks and Mary Jane shoes on his feet. Under the bib-like dress he wore a long-sleeve,...

“If I was being truthful, I guess I would need to admit that the last few minutes have probably been more exciting than anything I’ve done in months... as strange as that may sound.” He paused. “Maybe, this is worth continuing?” A moment later, he stood up and stripped naked. He pulled the panties back up his legs. Again, he felt incredibly excited, not only by the panties and the naughty feelings they gave him, but by the memory of the emasculating look on Heidi’s face; that...

“If I was being truthful, I guess I would need to admit that the last few minutes have probably been more exciting than anything I’ve done in months... as strange as that may sound.” He paused. “Maybe, this is worth continuing?” A moment later, he stood up and stripped naked. He pulled the panties back up his legs. Again, he felt incredibly excited, not only by the panties and the naughty feelings they gave him, but by the memory of the emasculating look on Heidi’s face; that...

Clare was suppose to be at work. She caught me red-handed and red-faced. I was sitting up, leaning against the headboard. I had a pair of panties, the red silk ones. I'd retrieved them from the clothes hamper in the bathroom. She'd worn them the day before and they were redolent with her intimate womanly scent. The red silk panties were one of my favorite pair, the material a little thicker, the waist-band and legs trimmed in pink lace, the shape between that of a French cut and full cut. On...

Clare was suppose to be at work. She caught me red-handed and red-faced. I was sitting up, leaning against the headboard. I had a pair’ of panties, the red silk ones. I’'d retrieved them from the clothes hamper in the bathroom. She'’d worn them the day before and they were redolent with her intimate womanly scent. The red silk panties were one of my favorite pair, the material a little thicker, the waist-band and legs trimmed in pink lace, the shape between that of a French cut and...

Shamefaced, I gathered the hem of my skirt in my manicured fingers and slowly raised it up my clean shaven legs. I couldn't look at them but my legs really did look convincing. The skirt came up like a curtain call, above the welts of my stockings which were secured to the garter snaps of the bodyshaper. I exposed smooth thighs and finally I held my skirt about my waist, my privates concealed in panties, framed in the open-bottom shaper. Clare came up beside me and I was powerless to stop her...

Conclusion:Shamefaced, I gathered the hem of my skirt in my manicured fingers and slowly raised it up my clean shaven legs. I couldn't look at them but my legs really did look convincing.The skirt came up like a curtain call, above the welts of my stockings which were secured to the garter snaps of the bodyshaper. I exposed smooth thighs and finally I held my skirt about my waist, my privates concealed in panties, framed in the open-bottom shaper. Clare came up beside me and I was powerless to...

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