Ellen's Excellent Experience

by: Janis Elizabeth

 

Prologue

My little brother Gene had recently married his fiancée Julie. He was married as his feminine alter ego Gina while wearing a lovely white satin wedding gown and veil as well as all of the appropriate white satin lingerie. Julie had known about my part-time little sister for quite some time. Throughout their courtship, she had been very supportive and loving of both sides of Gene's personality. Now that the wedding was behind us, there was time again to look inward to all of those things that had been neglected during the wedding preparations.

One of those neglected things, or more appropriately neglected people, was my husband Allen, or more properly my beautiful Ellen. Even though she had served as Julie's Matron of Honor, and looked lovely in her dark green satin gown, I still had the feeling that Ellen had, somehow, been neglected during the wedding preparations as I concentrated my efforts on helping Gina with her wedding. There were times during the festivities that I would detect a longing look in Ellen's eyes, as if she, herself, wished she could be wearing a certain outfit that someone else, usually Gina, was wearing. Ellen had been very wistful observing both the French maid's uniform that Gina wore during Julie's bridal shower and, of course, Gina's wedding gown.

Allen and Ellen are both very special to me. Even before I found out about Allen's femme persona, I sensed that there was something that made him different from the average testosterone-laden, macho male. During our courtship, I had the impression that there was a softer side of his personality that seemed to continually come to the forefront. Had I been aware of Ellen before we were married, I would have recognized the longing look on his face that occurred when I changed out of my wedding gown. It was the same one that I had observed on his face as he looked at Gina on her wedding day. Perhaps she would have had the chance to wear my gown while I donned my wedding negligee.

It was now the right time to do something special about Ellen's desires. Hopefully, my little sister and her wife would be willing to assist me with my plans.

 

 

Chapter 1

Since his admission to me, just after Gina and Julie's debuts, about his femme persona Ellen, I had helped Allen pack for each business trip. In addition to the normal business attire, I always made sure that there were nice satin lingerie, one or two outfits and a satin nightgown or two included in his suitcase so that he could enjoy being Ellen during his off hours. He always seemed to appreciate my thoughtfulness and would tell me so when he returned home.

It was during one of Allen's business trips that I invited Gina and Julie over for dinner. I wanted to present my ideas to them for helping Ellen to have some special experiences that she could treasure. I also wanted to hear their thoughts on the subject. Of course, Lisa was delighted to see both her Aunt Gina and her Aunt Julie that evening. During dinner, she kept up an endless stream of chatter that both her Aunts seemed to enjoy. However, after dinner and prior to dessert, I asked Lisa if she would go to the family room and read while I talked privately with her aunts. I assured Lisa that I would have dessert after we had talked and that she would get extra if she allowed us the time to chat. At the promise of extra dessert, Lisa skipped into the family room and settled down with her books.

I started off talking about Ellen's upcoming birthday and how I wanted to give her a special present. I reminded them of how, at Julie's bridal shower, Gene had been able to be present at this event as Gina when he donned a lovely black satin French maid's uniform and had assisted with the food serving and the cleanup. I also made mention of Ellen's wistful looks when she noticed the two French maids in their lovely satin uniforms. Knowing Ellen like I do, I had sensed that she wished that she had a similar uniform hanging in her closet.

For her birthday, I planned to have a small party, which would include Mom, Gina and Julie and the Millers and have Ellen be dressed as a French maid. I asked Gina if she would mind donning her satin uniform again. Gina smiled at me and said that she would enjoy being a French maid again, especially for Ellen's birthday party. Even before I could ask, Julie pointed out that there was a seamstress nearby that could make the uniform just given Ellen's measurements. The seamstress, Joan, had made Gina's uniform and all of her accessories. She was very reasonable and could do the uniform in just two weeks in any color satin I desired. That would give me enough time to have it ordered and picked up prior to the party. Gina thought that the idea of the party and the special present I had planned would be a wonderful surprise for Ellen.

With that settled, I then moved on to my second planned surprise. I asked Gina if she remembered how she came into being. Gina looked at me and said, "Sharon, how could I ever forget what you did for me on that wonderful occasion when I served as a bridesmaid in your wedding. And then when you returned home from your honeymoon, you helped me dress in your lovely bridal gown. I will always treasure the remembrance of the two events. Are you now thinking of doing the same thing for Ellen?"

I smiled and nodded my head. Ellen had already experienced the thrill of being a Matron of Honor for Julie. Now I wanted her to experience the ultimate feminine thrill of being a bride. As soon as I suggested this, both Gina and Julie became very excited at the prospect of Ellen being a bride. While Julie had previously heard about Gina's experiences the first time that she wore white, she again asked Gina to recount all the details. Gina smiled as she spoke of that special day of satin and lace. She also spoke of how I had convinced her to be a bridesmaid and how nice the gown and lingerie felt on her body. I could tell that Julie always loved hearing about the Gina's beginnings.

After completing her retelling of being both a bridesmaid and a bride, Gina looked at me and asked, "Are you going to have Ellen wear your bridal gown or would you like to borrow mine for her special experience?" I thanked Gina for her more than generous offer. However, I felt that it would have more meaning to Ellen if she would wear my wedding gown. I asked both of the girls if they would be willing to serve as Ellen's bridesmaids. There was no hesitation as both Gina and Julie readily agreed. Julie even told Gina that they could go shopping for the appropriate bridesmaids' gowns. This pleased Gina immensely.

We then tried to determine the best time to celebrate Ellen as a bride. With her birthday on a Saturday and the fact that she regularly traveled on business during the week, it seemed that the best time for this celebration would be the Saturday after Ellen's birthday. We also discussed getting a photographer to take all the pictures we would need. Our favorite florist would, of course, provide the flowers. We also agreed that I would serve as Ellen's Matron of Honor. I would wear my gold satin gown that I had worn as Gina's Matron of Honor and the girls would get bridesmaids dresses that were color-coordinated with my gown. We even felt that Lisa could wear her flower girl dress and be a part of Ellen's celebration.

With all that we had talked about, I had lost track of time until Lisa came in asking if we had forgotten about dessert. I smiled at her and said we were done talking. For being such a good girl and allowing us to talk, she was going to get the promised additional portion of dessert. Gina and Julie each gave her a big hug and complimented her for being patient with her Mom and her aunts. Lisa smiled as she returned each big hug. She then sat down at the table, ready to enjoy her dessert.

 

 

Chapter 2

During the week that followed the dinner with my little sister and her wife, I visited Joan's shop. She does custom tailoring for both women and men. I said that Julie had referred me, which caused an instant spark of recognition in her. When I spoke to her about what I wanted, she smiled and nodded knowingly over my request. Before she developed the wrong idea though, I had to set her straight. I assured her that my desire to obtain a lovely satin French maid's uniform with all of the trimmings for my husband was not because he was submissive to me. More exactly, it was because he enjoyed wearing feminine fashions and expressing his softer side in the privacy of our own home.

While Joan seemed surprised by my statement, she had no problem in taking my order. She even said to me, quite seriously, that it was nice to know that a man could be in contact with and enjoy his feminine feelings.

Once she had gotten over her initial surprise at my statement, she came back to the business at hand. Joan said that all she needed was Ellen's measurements, including the length from the waist to the hem of the uniform, and the desired color of the uniform if it was to be anything other than the basic black satin. She showed me fabric samples of the different colors of satin available. The color samples were a veritable rainbow. Although, several colors were eye appealing, including white, pink, light blue, dark blue and light green, I finally limited my selection to lavender and dark green. I ultimately chose the lavender, even though I knew that Ellen also looked good in dark green satin, as was apparent by her Matron of Honor gown in the wedding.

Joan then asked if there was anything else I wanted to order. I asked if she could do matching satin lingerie, including panties, bra, camisole and garter belt. When she assured me that she could, I ordered the uniform and lingerie in lavender satin trimmed in white lace. Additionally, a lacy, white apron, a lacy white maid's cap and two starched and stiff white crinolines were also ordered. Joan then asked when I would like to have everything ready. I told her that I would like to have the entire order ready two weeks before Ellen's birthday and I gave her the date. She guaranteed me that everything would be ready when I wanted it. After leaving a 50% deposit, I was assured that the uniform, the lingerie and the crinolines would be ready.

Before I left, Joan asked if she could ask me some questions about Ellen. While she had previously made women's clothes for men, these clothes were usually ordered by a woman who was dominating the man and forcing him to become a sissy or they were ordered by the man for his own enjoyment. She had rarely had a woman seeking women's clothing for her husband or boyfriend, especially one who did so in such a loving and caring manner.

Naturally, Joan had many questions about Ellen. Foremost among her questions was why I put up with Allen's wearing of women's clothing. I simply replied that I loved him very much. Whether he wore a dress and lingerie or a business suit, shirt and tie, he was still the same person inside. His desire to wear feminine things was more of a turn-on than a turn-off to me. Since he liked the softness of women's things, I was more than willing to help him satisfy his feminine desires. By getting her the maid's uniform and the lingerie, I was merely showing one more way that I could express these feelings to my Allen/Ellen.

When I had answered all of Joan's questions, she seemed to be more understanding of Ellen, especially when she said that it must be nice to share these experiences with someone you love so deeply. I assured her it was very nice indeed. Joan said that she would see me in a few weeks when everything was completed.

 

 

Chapter 3

My next stop was to a shoe store that, in addition to their regular stock, also handled the higher heeled women's shoes. I told the saleslady the size and the color of the heels that I sought. She brought out several different styles in different heel heights. She also assured me that if the store did not have the desired color, they could take a pair of white heels and dye them to my specifications. The one pair that I really liked was a pair of pumps with four-inch heels in the exact shade of lavender that would be a perfect match for Ellen's new uniform. Along with a pair of white, four-inch heels, I purchased the lavender heels and several pairs of black stockings, both seamed and seamless.

After the shoe store, I headed for the bridal salon. Even though Ellen would be wearing my wedding gown, I felt that she should have her own veil. I told the sales associate that I was looking for a veil and proceeded to describe the wedding gown that I (actually Ellen) would be wearing. The associate showed me several styles of veils, any of which would be an attractive choice. After some consideration, I finally settled on a style where the headpiece was a circle of white satin roses with an attached fingertip blusher. I also purchased a pair of white stockings with doves and wedding bells decorations, white satin panties with lace and wedding bell appliques and a white satin bra. I also picked out Ellen's bridal garter. Last, but not least, I selected a lovely white satin and lace negligee for Ellen to wear later after being a bride. I wanted Ellen's birthday and bridal day to be very special.

I had one more stop to make before I could return home. I had set up an appointment at Giselle's House of Corsets. Allen had always needed to wear a high waist panty girdle as a part of his transformation to Ellen. I wanted to get him a waist-nipping corset instead of having him rely on the panty girdle to pull in those few inches that needed to be controlled. When I entered the lavishly appointed store, Giselle herself greeted me. After I explained what I wanted and why, Giselle smiled and said that, while my request was different, it was not unusual. She had supplied lovely corsets to men before. After looking through the vast array of corsets, I found an exquisite, lace-up satin garment that would essentially control Ellen's waist and reduce it by several inches. It would fit under her breasts and cover to her hips. With the laces pulled tight, Ellen's waist would be reduced by six inches, creating a slim waist and forcing flesh up into her bra cups, thus giving her a true hourglass figure. Additionally, the attached garters would eliminate the need for a separate garter belt.

As Giselle wrapped the garment in tissue and then put it in a gift box, she assured me that I could bring Ellen in anytime to be fitted for a corset. If, at some later time, she wanted to reduce her waist by more than six inches, Giselle would be most happy to provide the necessary assistance in selecting the appropriate garment. She also suggested that I consider an over-the-bust garment for Ellen. I smiled, thanked her for her suggestions and said I would give them some thought. I paid for Ellen's new corset and headed for home, content with all that I had accomplished.

 

 

Chapter 4

The next few weeks flew by too quickly. With taking care of Lisa, having Allen regularly on the road and planning for the upcoming birthday and bridal parties, I did not seem to have enough hours in the day. Both Mom and Julie's parents, the Millers, had agreed to come and help Ellen celebrate her birthday. I had also mentioned about Ellen's bridal party to Mom and asked her if she wanted to be a part of the celebration. She was overjoyed to learn that Ellen would finally become a blushing bride. Mom was also delighted to fulfill the Mother of the bride role.

I had also told Lisa about the special birthday party for her Aunt Ellen. I told her it was to be our secret to be kept between us girls. She smiled and nodded knowingly, evidently wise beyond her youthful years.

Two weeks before Ellen's birthday, Joan called to tell me that my order was ready. I could stop by and pick it up anytime I wanted. I said that I would be there shortly.

When I arrived, Joan had everything hanging up for me to view. The lingerie in lavender satin and white lace looked heavenly. I could just picture Ellen as she put on her new undies. The crinolines, when worn together, would hold Ellen's uniform skirt almost straight out away from her body. The apron was also done in white satin and lace, with long ties so that a big feminine bow could be fastened when tied in the back. The lacy cap was so cute. However, it was the lavender French maid's uniform that was the highlight of all of Joan's efforts. The skirt was as short as I had specified. The little cap sleeves provided a trace of sleeve for Ellen's arms. The neck was set to be straight. All of the outer edges were trimmed with white lace edging. I knew that Ellen would absolutely love it. I paid the balance of my bill while Joan put everything into two garment bags. She commented that Ellen was a very lucky girl to get such a special outfit. I assured her that Ellen deserved it. I thanked her for her efforts and promised that I would be back soon for another French maid's uniform, this time in dark green satin.

Included in my preparations was the food and Ellen's wig. Rather than prepare everything, I had made plans for having the food brought in for Ellen's party. Naturally, Ellen and Gina, as the maids would serve the six of us before they would join us at the table. My stylist, Mary, washed and styled Ellen's wig so that it was arranged in a nice outward flip.

The day before the party, Lisa and I went and had our hair styled. Lisa had her hair washed and cut into a delightful pixie style while I was sitting under the dryer. Mary simply thought that Lisa looked adorable with her new haircut. Lisa seemed very pleased with it and smiled broadly. My hair was combed and teased into a style identical to the style of Ellen's wig. As Mary applied hairspray to my hair, Lisa asked for some on her hair. Mary quickly obliged her by spraying some hairspray on her hair.

During dinner that evening, Allen complimented both of us on our new hairstyles. Lisa then piped up, "Wait until you see what has been done for your birthday tomorrow." Before she could say any more, I looked at her and reminded her it was still our little secret. When Allen looked at me questioningly, I simply smiled and said that I hoped Ellen enjoyed her big day tomorrow. When Allen heard me say that, he simply beamed. He said that he would try to be patient until tomorrow. My last comment on his party was that, after lunch tomorrow, he should take a long, feminine bath before he got ready as Ellen.

 

 

Chapter 5

Saturday arrived as a bright and sunny day. After doing a few routine errands in the morning, Allen had lunch with Lisa and I and then went to get ready. I reminded him to use some of my scented bath oils in the water, make sure that he was hairless and wear my shower cap to protect his hair. I also reminded him to light several of the scented candles in the bathroom to really set the feminine mood. While he bathed, I got Lisa dressed in a very pretty pink satin party dress with lace and ruffles and a crinoline. On her feet she wore white socks and Mary Janes. I tied a big fluffy bow in the back of the dress and straightened the short sleeves out. After doing her hair and spraying her with some of my favorite perfume, I watched as she skipped into the family room to read and await the party.

At that point, Ellen came into the room with her bath towel wrapped properly around her. She had dusted herself with my scented bath powder and still wore my shower cap on her head. At that moment, she looked truly feminine. I told Ellen that her birthday presents contained her outfit for today. With that, I handed her a box with her lavender satin lingerie.

As she removed it from its wrappings, I saw the first look of pleasure in her eyes. Quickly, she dropped her towel and wrapped the garter belt around her waist. Ellen then carefully stepped into her panties and pulled them up her smooth legs. Before she finished positioning them, she reached into my supply of sanitary pads and put one in her panties. She then tucked herself in and positioned the panties at her waist. Her bra and her breast forms went on next. Ellen looked lovely with a C-sized filled bra cup. Finally, she put on the camisole, surprised because I usually got her full slips. I then handed her a package of the black seamed stockings. She sat on the bed, opened the package, pulled them gracefully up her legs and carefully fastened the stocking tops to her garter tabs.

Ellen opened her next birthday present and smiled at what she saw in the box. She removed the pumps from the box and proceeded to slide them onto her stocking clad feet. She stood and moved gracefully to the mirror in them. After she had modeled her new heels and lingerie, I had her sit at my vanity so that I could do her makeup and put her freshly styled wig on her head.

A lavender plastic shampoo cape, almost matching her new lingerie was placed over Ellen to protect her new things. I then set to the task at hand. As I applied the cosmetics to her face, I noticed that Ellen was focused, as always, to the total makeup process. From the application of foundation and powder to the coating of her lips with creamy lipstick, I found that Ellen was, as always, receptive to being made up. I used lavender eye shadow, a rose blush and red lipstick on her face. I brought out her freshly styled wig and fitted it snugly on her head. Some hairspray and some nice feminine perfume completed the task. Ellen smiled at her mirrored image and thanked me for making her look so pretty.

I then handed Ellen the first of the two garment bags. She opened it, revealing the two starched crinolines. From her smile when she saw the crinolines, I think she was anticipating what her outerwear would be. She quickly stepped into both crinolines and drew them up around her waist. I then handed her the other garment bag and, with a hug, wished her a very happy birthday. Ellen said that if the contents of the garment bag were what she thought they would be, she would be extremely happy.

When she removed the satin uniform from the bag she said, "Sharon, it is lovely. I simply adore the lavender satin. Thank you." I helped Ellen put on the French maid's uniform, carefully zipping the back. I tied the apron around her waist and pinned the maid's cap to her hair. I placed a black velvet choker with an ivory cameo around her neck to complete her appearance. Ellen beamed as she then gave me a perfect curtsey and said, "Does Madame need any assistance from her French maid in getting ready?" I smiled back and simply nodded my head. Before I would allow her to assist me, though, I took several pictures for Ellen's photo album.

Ellen proceeded to do everything for me from that point on. It felt so different, when there are no sexual connotations involved, to be gently undressed by someone you love. Ellen removed my white cotton blouse, my full, knee-length denim skirt and all of my lingerie. While I sat on the bed, she selected my attire for the evening, first my lingerie and then my dress. Ellen knelt and put my stockings on my legs, carefully drawing them up and attaching them to my garter tabs. She held my panties out for me to step into before pulling them up. She helped me into an ankle-length full satin white slip with lace everywhere. Ellen again knelt and put black pumps with four-inch heels on my feet.

Leading me to my vanity, Ellen covered my body with the same shampoo cape that I had used to cover her merely moments before. She brushed my hair and applied hairspray. Under my direction, she carefully applied my makeup. As I presented my lips for the coating of lipstick, I realized how much Ellen was enjoying being my maid. Ellen had done my makeup very nicely.

It turned out that I appreciated her selection of apparel also. Ellen had selected a light blue, short sleeve satin blouse with a pointed collar that was opened at the neck and a dark blue full satin skirt that fell below my knees. She helped me into them, sprayed me with perfume and then put silver drop earrings in my ears, a silver necklace around my neck and a silver bracelet and watch on my wrists. I was ready for the evening's party and so was Ellen.

 

 

Chapter 6

As we came out of our room, the doorbell rang. Ellen quickly went to answer the door, while I sat down and observed. It turned out to be the caterer delivering the food for the evening. Ellen led her into the dining area and directed her where to set everything. She had the caterer put the birthday cake on the kitchen table and the servings of ice cream in the freezer. Ellen told the caterer that the clean pans and utensils would be available during tomorrow afternoon for her to pick up. She then walked across the dining room, handed the caterer the check for the meal, thanked her for her effort and let her out. I enjoyed the way that Ellen had handled everything. I especially enjoyed watching her walk across the room, as the heels imparted a nice feminine sway in her step and the short skirt of the uniform gave me a nice view.

Just then, Lisa came out of the family room. When she saw her Aunt Ellen, Lisa told her how pretty she looked. This caused Ellen to beam broadly. Ellen also told Lisa how pretty she looked in her pink party dress, causing Lisa to smile. The doorbell rang again. When Ellen opened the door, the sight of Gina in her French maid's uniform and Julie in a lovely green satin shirtwaist greeted her. Gina and Julie entered the foyer and hugged Ellen, complimenting her on how nice she looked in her new lavender uniform. Gina especially liked Ellen's velvet choker. This time Ellen blushed good-naturedly over the compliments. At the mention of the choker, I gave Gina one identical to the one Ellen was wearing. Julie quickly fastened the choker around Gina's neck. While the door was still open, Mom arrived and wished her daughter-in-law a happy birthday and gave her a big hug. Ellen was about to close the door again when John and Alice Miller arrived. With everyone there, I indicated that the maids could begin to serve the meal.

Gina and Ellen properly served each of the guests in turn, starting with Lisa. Once all were served, I indicated that Ellen and Gina prepare their plates and sit with us. Getting into the spirit of her attire, Ellen smiled at me and started to say, "Mistress Sharon, it is not proper for the maids to dine with the guests. Gina and I will eat in the kitchen." I smiled back at Ellen and told her that when the Mistress makes a request, it should be considered an order to be obeyed at once. With that, both Gina and Ellen curtseyed prettily and said "Yes Mistress."

We chatted throughout the meal. Lisa entranced the Millers and kept a running conversation with them. Julie asked Ellen if she was surprised with her birthday celebration. Ellen admitted that she was both surprised and pleased by the celebration and for the present of the maid's uniform and lingerie.

After dinner, Gina and Ellen resumed their roles and cleared the table. Everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to Ellen after which, Gina cut the cake and served it while Ellen served everyone ice cream. Ellen received three gift certificates for her birthday. The Millers gave her one for one of the dressier women's apparel shops in the area. Mom's was from the lingerie boutique. Gina and Julie gave her one for makeup saying that a woman always needed makeup.

I told Ellen that I had one more gift for her, but that she would have to wait until next Saturday to receive it. Ellen started to protest saying that I had done more than enough with the wonderful apparel and the party that she would always remember. I smiled and stared at her to quiet her. Ellen smiled back and again said "Yes, Mistress, I appreciate your generosity and will wait patiently for next Saturday when you will provide me with my last present."

After the girls cleared the table of the dessert dishes, we all went into the family room for more conversation. Ellen and Gina again played the role of maids to the hilt, by serving coffee and tea to the adults and a soda to Lisa. Before they sat with us, they cleaned up the pans and utensils and discarded the plastic dishes from both the meal and from dessert. They both were attentive when it looked like someone might need more coffee or tea. At Lisa's bedtime, Ellen took her gently by the hand and led her to her room to get ready for bed. In a few minutes, Lisa came in wearing a nice nightgown, hugged each person and told him or her "Good Night." Ellen went with Lisa to read her one or two bedtime stories. I followed Ellen and Lisa as they left the room. I watched at the door to Lisa's room as Ellen tucked Lisa in and then carefully sat on the floor so as not to wrinkle her uniform while she read. I smiled over this image that I would always recall fondly. I was so glad that I had given Allen this party and given Ellen the opportunity to enjoy being a French maid. I was almost as eager for next Saturday to arrive as Ellen was. I was hoping she would treasure that experience also.

 

 

Chapter 7

It is hard to believe that Ellen's birthday party was almost a week ago. I know that she enjoyed it because she had not, as yet, stopped talking about it, especially the receiving and wearing of the lovely French maid's uniform. Ellen was so happy that Mom, Gina, Julie and the Millers had been able to celebrate the occasion with her and that she and Gina were our maids for the evening. Since his birthday, Allen has been extremely patient, even though I knew his curiosity was getting the better of him. All that I had told him was that he needed to be awake early so that he could get his bath out of way. Right now, he was putting Lisa to bed after her bath. While he read to her, I took a leisurely bath and then did my hair. With my head covered with rollers and a satin sleep bonnet, I slipped into a nice waltz-length satin nightgown. Allen was just emerging from Lisa's room as I was leaving the bathroom.

From the look on his face, I could tell that something had suddenly appealed to him. I walked over and hugged him and asked what I could do for him. He looked in my eyes and asked if I would put his hair up so that Ellen could also sleep in rollers tonight. I immediately took him into the bathroom, seated him and had him remove his shirt and undershirt. I wrapped a towel around his bared shoulders, sprayed some water on his hair and combed through it to remove any snarls. I applied some styling gel and combed it into his hair. While Allen's hair was not overly long, there was still enough of it so that I could get several of the smaller rollers in place on his head.

After I finished putting up her hair, Ellen proceeded to our room and changed into a waltz-length satin nightgown that matched the one I was wearing. She then asked if I had another sleep bonnet to cover her rollers. I looked in my things and found a ruffled pink satin one, which I handed to Ellen. She smiled as she slipped it on her head, over her rollers. As she got into bed, I thought how cute my Ellen looked in her lovely nightgown and hair bonnet. As I drifted off to sleep in Ellen's arms, I hoped that she would enjoy tomorrow's activities.

 

 

Chapter 8

We awoke very early to the ringing of the doorbell. Slipping on a quilted robe and my fluffy slippers, I went and found Mom standing there with a garment bag containing her Mother of the bride dress in her hand. She came in, placed her dress on the sofa and headed into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for everyone. She had barely started, when Gina and Julie arrived, each looking lovely wearing matching tan cotton full skirts and short sleeve white cotton blouses, carrying their bridesmaids' gowns. By this time both Lisa and Ellen were awake and had come down to the kitchen. Ellen had put on her robe over her nightgown and still had her satin hair bonnet on. She had slid her feet into soft, feminine slippers. She had then ensured that Lisa had her robe and slippers on before coming down to the kitchen.

When Ellen saw everyone there, she looked to me for an explanation. I figured that there was no time like the present to explain what was about to occur. I told Ellen that the last part of her birthday present was to be dressed and feted as a bride. Mom would serve as the Mother of the bride, I would be her Matron of Honor, Gina and Julie would be her Bridesmaids and Lisa would be her Flower Girl. There would be a photographer here soon to take pictures of Ellen's special day. The florist would deliver the bridal and bridesmaids' bouquets and the bakery would deliver the two-tiered wedding cake. Mary, my hair stylist, would be there to do Ellen's bridal makeup and make any last minute touch-ups to Ellen's wig.

I had just finished this explanation when the doorbell rang. It was the photographer there to take pictures. Even before she set her equipment up for the posed shots, she had her camera in hand to take the first pictures of everyone at breakfast. Ellen reacted in mock terror saying that she wasn't ready for pictures, as she did not have her makeup on. The photographer took a few cute shots of Ellen in her nightgown, robe, soft slippers and satin hair bonnet. Mom had fixed enough food for everyone, including the photographer. We mingled in the kitchen, eating, chatting and laughing.

After everything was cleaned up, it was time to get everyone dressed. Gina and Julie took their gowns to the spare bedroom to get ready. Mom and Lisa went to Lisa's room where Mom would dress and then help Lisa into her pretty dress. Ellen went to the bathroom, removed her clothes and took a relaxing bubble bath. The photographer took some candid pictures of Ellen, up to her neck in soapsuds while wearing a pink shower cap.

Meanwhile, I quickly dressed in my gold satin lingerie and did my makeup and hair. Just as I was about to put on my gown and heels, Ellen came in from the bath, a towel wrapped discretely around her. She waited until I had my gown on and then stepped over to zip me up. My gown was gold satin with short sleeves and draped cowl neckline. It was fitted to the waist and then gently flowed into the floor length skirt. Once I was dressed, it was now time to transform Ellen into a beautiful blushing bride

I first gave her the package from Giselle's. She was both surprised and pleased to see the lovely new satin corset. I helped her into it, pulling the laces tightly enough to reduce her waist as desired. When she put on her new white satin bra, she found out that she did not need her breast forms, as enough flesh had been forced upward to adequately fill her bra cups. She quickly put on her lacy panties, tucking herself properly and using a sanitary pad. While sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully drew her wedding stockings up her smooth legs and deftly attached the tops to the garter tabs. She positioned her bridal garter just below where her stocking top was fastened to the corset garter. After putting on her white heels, she slid the full, ankle-length slip over her body. I watched as she fingered the lace covering her newly enhanced bosom.

Mary came into the room and had Ellen sit at the vanity. She placed a shampoo cape over the lingerie clad Ellen and then started to work on her face. The photographer was recording everything. Mary first used some cleansing pads on Ellen's face to remove any old makeup and to open the pores. Next came a thin coating of liquid foundation, spread evenly over her face and feathered out at the edges. Powder was then brushed on. For the eyes, Mary used shades of gold and rose eye shadow on the eyelids. Mascara was applied to the upper and lower lashes, giving her eyes a more dramatic look. Rose blush was carefully applied under her eyes, along the cheekbones. After outlining Ellen's lips with a lipstick pencil, Mary used a rose lipstick and a clear lip-gloss to coat Mary's lips.

Mary put the freshly styled wig securely on Ellen's head. She then let Ellen see the final product. Even from across the room, I could hear Ellen gasp in astonishment. For a few seconds, Ellen just sat there in stunned silence. Mary leaned down and hugged her and said every bride should be beautiful on her wedding day. She removed the shampoo cape and sat and watched as I finished getting Ellen dressed.

My bridal crinoline was puddled on the floor. After Ellen carefully stepped into it, I drew it up and secured it around her waist. Mary and I helped her into my wedding gown, a white satin and lace creation with short puffed sleeves, a full skirt, a sweetheart neckline and a train. I tenderly fastened each button up the back of Ellen's gown just as Mom had done for me on my wedding day. Mary helped Ellen to gently sit down in front of the vanity while I got my veil. Before having Mary affix Ellen's veil to her hair, I put a pearl necklace and pearl earrings on her followed by several sprays of perfume. Mary carefully pinned the satin rose headpiece to her hair and then straightened out the fingertip blusher.

Mary had me sit at the vanity and quickly placed a large gold satin bow with streamers in my hair. It was a lovely headpiece and matched my gown exactly.

Ellen carefully lifted her skirt and slowly walked toward the family room. Everybody was already waiting for her. Lisa was dressed prettily as the Flower Girl in her short sleeved, full-skirted white satin dress with simulated seed pearls on the bodice, satin rosettes at the waist and decorative lace around the arms and the neck. In her hair was a flower spray of white satin roses with simulated pearl trim. She wore wrist length white gloves with floral trim.

Mom as the Mother of the bride wore her long knit dress and jacket in light blue. She was beaming as she saw Ellen, as if this were her daughter that was soon to be married.

Gina and Julie had found matching red satin Bridesmaids' gowns. The dresses were sleeveless with a full skirt and a straight neckline. Red bows, similar to my gold satin one adorned their hair. I could see that they both had four-inch heels on their feet. Julie handed Ellen her bridal bouquet as Gina handed me my bouquet. At that moment, Ellen looked so happy that she almost glowed. They say a bride looks radiant on her wedding day and, although this technically wasn't Ellen's wedding day, she was radiant as a bride.

The photographer started positioning us for the posed shots. First, she took Ellen's official full-length bridal portrait. Holding her bouquet at her waist, she smiled broadly even without the photographer telling her to do so. A second portrait was taken with her veil lowered over her face. Ellen whispered a 'Thank you' as I fixed her veil. The close-up shots were taken with Ellen having her veil in both positions. I asked that the photographer include Ellen's corset enhanced upper body in the close-ups.

Pictures of the entire wedding party were posed and taken. I stood next to Ellen while Gina and Julie stood on the other side. Mom was next to me and Lisa was standing in front of her Aunt Gina and her Aunt Julie. Other poses included Ellen with Mom, Ellen with Lisa and me together and then with each of us separately, Ellen flanked by Gina and Julie and then the three honor attendants posed together. Mom seemed to be almost as happy as Ellen was.

A chair, covered in white satin was placed in the middle of the room. Ellen carefully smoothed her gown under her and sat down. Gina and Julie stood on either side and helped to slowly raise Ellen's gown until the bridal garter was visible. This was the inevitable 'cheesecake shots' that every bride had to endure. Ellen still smiled broadly, even in these shots. Lastly, Ellen cut her wedding cake. I took a piece of the confection and gently fed it to my beautiful spouse. In the next shot Ellen returned the favor. Thinking that the photos were over, I went over and hugged Ellen and gave her a big kiss. This picture now occupies a prominent place in Ellen's photo album.

Once the photography session was really over, everyone had a piece of wedding cake. Mary, who had stayed for the entire time, did the honors of cutting the cake for us. I don't really remember the taste of the cake at my own wedding. However, I know that the cake for Ellen was the sweetest that I had ever tasted. All too soon, it was time for us to change back into our daily attire.

 

 

Chapter 9

Everyone went to their rooms and changed. I helped Ellen get back to our room. It was with reluctance that I removed my wedding gown from Ellen. She also seemed somewhat sad over removing this white satin and lace creation. I did cheer both of us up by saying that Ellen was free to wear my gown any time she wanted. I was all set to remove the corset when Ellen asked if she could continue wearing it for the rest of today.

After properly putting away Ellen's apparel, I removed my Matron of Honor gown. Ellen helped me undress down to my lingerie. We selected matching gold satin short sleeve blouses, black A-line skirts and lacy, white satin slips. As we got dressed, Ellen thanked me for the experiences of being a French maid and of being a bride. She added how wonderful it had been to be a bride and wear my wedding gown. I smiled and said that I had enjoyed seeing Ellen have these nice feminine experiences. We put on three-inch black patent pumps and rejoined the rest of the family.

Mom suggested that we go out for dinner, her treat, at a casual, family-style restaurant. Everyone readily agreed that this would be a nice way to end the day. During dinner, Mom commented that it was going to be nice to have pictures in her family room of all three girls that had worn my wedding gown, as well as the pictures from the wedding of Gina and Julie, with each girl in her own wedding gown. Mom looked at us and said how nice it was for her to have two daughters, two daughters-in-law and a granddaughter and how proud she was of each of us. She was happy with the way her children had turned out and the mates that they had chosen for their life-long journey.

All of us blushed as Mom spoke. Mom concluded her little speech by saying that she loved having all of her children wear skirts, either part-time basis or full time. Julie hugged Gina and I did likewise with Ellen. I think all of us were close to shedding tears of happiness in response. Lisa saved us all from a big crying spree by beginning to chatter to all of us as soon as Mom was finished. Her voice brought smiles all around.

 

 

Epilogue

At home, Ellen and I both helped Lisa get ready for bed. I stayed and watched as Ellen read her several bedtime stories. By the end of the third one, Lisa was fast asleep. Ellen and I slipped quietly out and walked arm in arm to our room.

I went to the closet and pulled out the box with Ellen's new wedding night negligee. She started to protest when I handed it to her, saying that I had done more than enough for her. I silenced he protestations with a nice kiss. When Ellen opened the box and saw the lovely negligee, I told her that every bride wore a pretty negligee to bed on her wedding night. Ellen smiled and quickly undressed so that she could wear her new silky, satiny negligee. She needed some help from me in order to remove her corset. Ellen then slipped her new negligee on over her body. After selecting a gold satin negligee for me to wear tonight, she then helped me undress and get ready for bed.

As we got between the satin sheets in our satin negligees, I knew that Ellen had appreciated my efforts on he behalf. Seeing my Ellen enjoying being a lovely feminine individual made me feel good all over. As I said before, had I but known about Ellen before we were married, our wedding night would have found us in matching white satin negligees. To think of all that we had missed. Well, I will have to plan other special events for my Ellen to enjoy. She is, after all, a very special person.

 

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