The Switch

by Margaret Jeanette

 

Joe Tyler was on top of his game. As head of human resources he ran a tight ship. He was good at his job and knew it. The only downside as he saw it was his air-headed secretary. The company was a large one with forty plants scattered around the country. The headquarters were 200 miles away but he was there often for update meetings and seminars. He knew he was headed for corporate head of human affairs someday.

He was home after a hard day at work. He complained to his wife, "That air-head Kyra is so dumb. She keeps sending mail out regular postage when I want it to go express. I'd hate to fire her but if she screws up one more time I'm afraid I'll have to let her go."

Monica, his wife, said, "Kyra is a nice girl. She maybe doesn't understand when you tell her to send something express mail. Be patient with her."

Joe answered, "If I was supposed to have patience I'd be a doctor."

Monica said, "I wish you'd take it easier on Kyra. I know she's doing the best she can."

Joe said, "You know I can't stand mistakes, no matter who makes them."

Monica said, "You have never made a mistake in your life?"

Joe said, "You know I have but it is different. Men make mistakes occasionally trying to do something better and it don't work out. But women make mistakes because they're air-heads."

Monica was getting sick of his macho attitude and double standard. She wished she knew a way to alter his beliefs. She didn't like it that he looked down on women.

The next day she was going to go for lunch with Joe. When she arrived at his office she found Kyra crying. She asked her what was wrong.

Kyra said, "I didn't send the monthly reports express to headquarters. We never sent them express before. Mr. Tyler said he ought to fire me for that. He is always finding fault with me. I am doing the best job I can. He never says what he wants sent express then after it's gone he asks and then tells me I should have sent it express. I can never win."

Monica said, "I don't know why but he's gotten out of hand with that kind of attitude lately."

Kyra said, "He should have to do my job for awhile. Then he'd see what it's like."

Monica said, "You have an great idea there. I wonder if we can swing it!"

Kyra said, "What idea?"

Monica said, "Make him a secretary for awhile. Maybe that is what he needs. A taste of the other side."

Kyra said, "How are you going to manage that?"

Monica said, "I don't know yet. Let me think and I'll get back to you."

Monica left Kyra and went into her husband's office. They soon left for lunch. As they were eating lunch Monica noticed Joe watching a big busted woman. She knew he was infatuated with big-busted women. She wondered what he would do with a big bust.

As she was eating she developed a plan in her mind. She knew when Joe was unable to come up with an answer to something he got flustered and couldn't think straight. She smiled when she remembered one time when at a party a man asked him if he walked to work or carried a lunch. He was so flustered that he had them leave right away after that. All the way home it was all he could talk about. He has a fine sense of humor, she thought to herself, because it has never been used.

After lunch she accompanied him back to his office. Just outside his office she said good-by and planted a big kiss on him. She knew he didn't like shows of affection in front of any others. Kyra watched the show. After he went into his office she stopped by Kyra.

Monica said, "I have a question for you. If you answer it it may be the answer to your problem. What size bra do you wear?"

Kyra said, "I wear a 38D. Why?"

Monica asked her, "Could you bring one to work with you tomorrow and stick it under the drivers seat in Joe's car? Then leave the rest up to me."

Kyra said, "I suppose so, but why?"

Monica answered, "Well, I'll find it and be all upset. I'll get Joe so flustered he will either agree that he is having an affair or that he is wearing it. Either way he will end up wearing it."

Kyra exclaimed happily, "I love it. He has his moments but lately he has been a terror for me. It would serve him right if he had to go all the way. You know, wear a dress and everything."

Monica said, "You are full of ideas. Maybe you can help me. I'll call you and let you know what you can do."

Monica left feeling pretty happy. She thought he would need more than a bra to wear. She stopped at a small strip mall and got him some panties, a girdle that she knew would be tight, and pantyhose. She smiled to herself when she thought about him wearing women's underwear.

At home she called Jack Kempen, who was Joe's boss, and explained that she thought Joe was having an affair. Then she told him she was going to get even. She told him she was going to feminize her husband. She wanted assurance that it wouldn't affect his employment. Jack assured her it wouldn't. He asked if there was anything he could do to help her. She said that if she thought of anything she would call him. Jack liked Monica and told her to let him know how things were going. She promised she would.

That night when Joe got home Monica could tell he was frazzled. As they were eating she said, "You don't seem the same lately. I can't put my finger on it but you have changed."

Joe said, "Its just things at the office are hectic lately. I am stressed out with the new reporting system they installed. Some things are on computer and some things are on paper. I wish they'd go all one or the other. You don't know how messed up things are when you have basically two systems in place."

Monica told him she was sure he could handle it. Then she asked Joe if she could get a maid to help with the housework.

Joe said, "I know this is a big house, but I don't think we need a maid. You are doing a good job of keeping the place up.

 

Monica said, "Well, I just don't have time to do everything I want to get done. You are a man—you don't understand."

The next day Kyra called Monica and told her she had put the bra under the seat in Joe's car. Monica told her that now it would be her turn to have some fun with Joe.

That night she told Joe he wasn't acting normal any more. He said, "It's still the office. We used to have one system for everything, now we have two, the paper and the computer. It gets hectic trying to remember what goes where. I wish they'd decide on one and let it go at that. It would be much easier."

Monica sympathized with him then told him he had to relax. She made him a strong whiskey and gave it to him. She wanted him a little slow on the uptake later on. When he finished it she made him another.

Monica said, "I have to go to the store. We're out of milk and I know how you like your milk in your coffee in the morning. I'll take your car."

Joe enjoyed his drink. When he finished it he got another. He knew he shouldn't but it tasted so good. He was half done with it when Monica returned. She put the milk in the refrigerator then went to Joe.

With a very angry look on her face she said, "Who is it? Who are you having an affair with? Look at what I found under your seat!"

Joe said, "I am not having an affair with anyone."

Monica said, "Then how do you explain this?" She twirled the red bra in front of him.

He said, "I am not having an affair! I don't know how that got in my car!"

Monica said, "You are either having an affair or you are wearing this. Which one is it?"

Joe said, "I am not having an affair and I am not wearing that."

Monica persisted, "You are doing one or the other. Which is it?"

She could see he was getting flustered. Her plan was working perfectly. She said, "Tell me truthfully, are you having an affair?"

Joe stated emphatically, "NO!"

"Then you must be wearing it!" Monica said.

Joe was at a loss for words. It seemed to be a no-win situation. Monica said harshly, "Take of your shirt and undershirt!"

Joe complied. He had never ever seen his wife this angry. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong but there was no convincing her. If he could only get her to settle down so he could talk to her reasonably. Monica slid the straps up his arms and fastened the hooks in the back. She had bent the hooks slightly so he would have a hard time getting it off.

Monica said, "It looks like almost a perfect fit. Maybe a little tight but not a bad fit. You should have gotten a size bigger." She looked at her husband standing there in a bra. She saw how frustrated he was.

She said, "You can wear that until I tell you that you can take it off. You like wearing feminine things so I will help you. I figure if you are having an affair you will end it so she won't see you wearing feminine things, and if you are wearing women's clothes then you can keep wearing them without me holding it against you. Either way, are you going to wear what I say for at least the time being?

Joe knew he was defeated and answered 'yes,' figuring she would calm down and then later they could talk. Monica was quiet the rest of the evening, but her face still looked determined. Joe sat there wearing the bra. He noticed it was uncomfortable but made no move to take it off.

When they were getting ready for bed Monica told him to keep his bra on. She handed him a pair of panties to wear. He put them on. She then handed him one of her nightgowns to put on. He saw the angry look on her face so he put it on.

Lying in bed he thought about what to say to Monica. He had never seen her this forceful before. He'd never thought she had it in her. He thought if she would just calm down he could talk her out of this nonsense.

The next morning Monica told him to keep the bra and panties on. She handed him some suntan pantyhose to put on. She showed him how to put them on. When he had them on she handed him the girdle. He stood for a minute and she thought he was going to refuse but he started to squeeze in it. He struggled quite a bit to get it on. Monica smiled as she watched him struggle. She knew the steel stays would be real uncomfortable but she didn't care.

Joe said, "I can't wear this to work."

Monica said, "You either wear it or I go today and see a lawyer for a divorce. Which is it?"

Joe thought. He knew a divorce would kill any chance of advancement in the company. They were pretty old fashioned about things like that. He loved Monica even with her faults. He knew she loved him. It was just that she wasn't showing it now. He knew he could wait her out. She always came through for him in the past. He didn't want to lose her.

He agreed to wear the clothes. He went to his drawer and took out a pair of socks.

Monica said, "You don't need those, you already have stockings on." He put them back. He finished dressing. Monica could see the outline of the bra through his shirt but didn't say anything to him.

At breakfast Monica said, "Today I want you to be kind to Kyra. She needs reassuring. You will go along with anything she wants. Do you understand?"

Joe answered yes he understood. Monica got him a third cup of coffee. She knew he usually only had two in the morning because otherwise he had to go to the bathroom too much.

Joe left for work. As son as he pulled out of the driveway Monica was on the phone. She knew Kyra was at work all ready getting coffee made and ready for the day. She called Kyra and told her what she had done. She told Kyra she should have some fun with him. Kyra said she was looking forward to it but that she didn't know what she would do. Kyra told Monica that she would call her and let her know what she did. They laughed together and then Monica hung up.

Joe got to work and greeted Kyra pleasantly as he passed. Kyra immediately notice the bra showing but only said good morning. All morning Joe stayed in his office except to use the bathroom. He hated having to go and having to fight with the girdle to get it down and back up. He was very uncomfortable with the tight bra and girdle. He didn't know how women put up with it.

After lunch Joe was busy working when Kyra buzzed him. She asked him if he would come out by her desk for a short while. He said he would be out there in a couple of minutes. He went out by her.

She said, "I couldn't help but notice you are making some personal changes."

Joe asked innocently, "What are you talking about?"

Kyra said, "Well, I can see the outline of what looks like a bra on you and I noticed you are wearing nylons. Are you getting in touch with your feminine side?"

Joe said, "You could say that. It is my wife's idea. She gets some pretty strong ideas some times."

Kyra said, "Let me look at your hands." Joe held out his hands and Kyra looked at them.

She said, "I can make your hands look better. I can make them more in line with what you are wearing. Here sit in my chair and I'll grab one over there." Kyra got a chair and sat down by him. She had him put his hands palms down on her desk.

She said, "I am going to give you great looking nails. I picked them up at lunchtime along with several other things.

She proceeded to super glue long fake nails on his fingers. Then she took out a bottle of nail polish and applied it to each nail. After two coats while the polish was still wet she sprinkled some glitter on them. Then she added a topcoat of clear polish. They sparkled like fireworks.

When she was done she said, "You sit there and let it dry. I have a pair of post earrings in my purse; you'll look adorable in them. She got them and quickly pierced his ears. You can answer the phone if it rings but be careful not to smudge the nail polish. I'll go work at your desk."

Joe sat there in disbelief. Kyra went into his office and sat down at his desk. She felt different. She loved the feeling of power she had over him. She called Monica and told her what she had done. She thanked Monica for allowing her to get at least a little revenge of him. Monica told her she should keep it up. When she told Monica she was at his desk and he was at hers Monica laughed.

Joe was sitting there when the phone rang. It was a supervisor asking a question. Joe answered it and after hanging up wondered how long it took for the polish to dry. It was an hour to quitting time. He carefully pushed the intercom button and asked Kyra how long it took for the polish to dry. Kyra told him the polish was probably dry but he should stay there the rest of the day. He sat wondering what was happening. His wife forced him into these clothes and now his secretary had painted his nails. Where would it end?

At quitting time Kyra came out and told him to rinse out the coffee pot before he went home. He went and was rinsing it out when he realized that he was doing what the secretary should be doing. When he finished he put his hands in his pockets and walked out to his car.

When he got home he could tell immediately that Monica was upset with him yet. Her disdainful look told him it was better to keep quiet than risk arguing. He made himself a whiskey and sat to enjoy it before eating.

As they ate it was so quiet that any noise sounded loud. Monica knew Joe was a gambler. She was going to use this against him. If things worked out she would have him in a dress tomorrow.

When she spoke it startled him. She said, "I have a proposition for you. I know you like to take a gamble now and then. See those two garment bags hanging there. One has a men's suit in your size the other has a dress in it. The skirt is full and it has a full petticoat to go with it. If you want to take the chance you can pick which one you will wear tomorrow. Do you want to take the chance?"

Joe looked over at the two garment bags hanging there. He noticed one had a slight bulge in the lower center. He thought to himself that had to be the petticoat she was talking about.

Joe said, "Yes, I'll take the chance."

Monica said, "You realize if you pick the dress you'll be wearing it tomorrow?"

Joe said, "Yes, I understand. I'll do anything to get out of this girdle and bra. They are killing me."

Monica said, "After we eat you can make your choice. Are you going to want to change as soon as you make your choice?"

Joe said yes he wanted to change as soon as he made his choice. They finished eating and Joe made his choice. When he opened the garment bag his jaw dropped when he saw the dress. Monica was smiling and got up and opened the other garment bag. She removed some wadded up paper that was taped to the inside of the bag.

Monica said, "See, this is so you know that there was a man's suit in one of the bags." She reached under the table and grabbed a shopping bag and handed it to him.

"Don't forget your petticoat. I guess you want to go up and change. Hurry up you have dishes to do."

Joe said, "Dishes to do? You always did them."

Monica said, "I used to do them but I am wearing pants and you are going to be wearing a dress. Which outfit goes more with doing dishes?"

Joe agreed the dress went with doing the dishes. He went to the bedroom and changed. Monica called to him that there were shoes on the bed for him. He was aghast when he saw the black patent leather pumps with four-inch heels.

He was dressed and went to do the dishes. Monica came up to him with an apron. She put it on him. It had wide straps with ruffles and a full skirt that completely surrounded him. The bottom was a ruffle that was trimmed with lace. She tied a large bow making sure it was tied tightly on him.

She said, "This is so you don't get any spots on your new dress. We don't want it spotted for work tomorrow, do we?"

Joe hung his head and started the dishes. When he was done Monica told him to make her a drink. He made it and brought it to her. She said, "You are supposed to serve drinks on a tray with a little doily on it. Go get them and serve it proper."

Joe went and got the doily and small tray. He took it to his wife. He asked her if there was anything else. She told him he should curtsy when he served her. He was taken aback but attempted a curtsy. She wasn't satisfied and had him practice. After about a dozen curtsies she told him it was acceptable.

Monica said, "I talked to Jack Kempen, your boss, today. I told him I thought you were having an affair. He told me he would help me in any way possible. I can call him tomorrow and tell him a story he'll believe and I'm sure you won't like the call he makes to you."

Joe said, "That won't be necessary. I will do anything you want. Let's keep it between us."

Monica said, "I may be able to live with you in a dress but if I ever find out you are having or have had an affair, I promise you I will divorce you!"

She finished her drink and told him to hang his apron on the back of the pantry door. She then told him to meet her in the bathroom. Once they were there she showed him how to apply lipstick by first outlining his lips with a lipstick pencil then filling it in with the tube of lipstick. When he had it down pat she showed him how to apply eye shadow and mascara. That he quickly became adept at. She was amazed at how submissive he was.

She then took him into the bedroom. She produced a wig and showed him how to put it on. It was a dark black wig with lots of curls. She showed him how to use the wig pick to style it.

Then she had him stand and do a twirl for her. She was amazed at how good he looked. If she didn't know it was her husband she would have thought it was some woman.

Monica said, "You look very good. The only thing is your body hair. It has to go. Get undressed and we'll take care of it."

She took him into the bathroom and he waited the fifteen minutes for the hair remover to do its thing. While he was waiting Monica had drawn him a bath. She put some flowery smelling bath crystals in it to make him smell nice.

When he got into the tub and sat down it was a welcome relief to the stinging sensation he had felt from the hair remover. Monica told him to just relax and enjoy the bath. As he sat there he was amazed at how nice the bath felt. He thought to himself this is the way to live. As he soaked in the tub he wondered what else Monica had in store for him. He knew he loved her and yet this was a different woman than the one he thought he had married. He had never seen her like this before.

A half hour later Monica came into the bathroom and told him it was time to get out. He would like to have stayed in for a while longer but got out. She helped him dry off by patting him dry. Then she dusted him with a big powder puff that smelled like flowers. He felt different without any body hair. He went in and put on the panties Monica had put on the bed for him. He put on the long flowing gown that was there and the other matching coat.

When he went into the living room Monica told him to come and sit by her. They watched some TV and when it was time for bed they went to the bedroom. He took off the coat and when he turned around Monica was standing right there. She reached her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was a complete surprise to him. She ran her hand down to his crotch.

Monica said, "It's good to see it hasn't affected that. I don't think it has ever been that big before. You must really like the clothes."

Joe said, "It's not the clothes, it's you. I love you and would never do anything to hurt you."

Monica said, "We can't waste that. Let's get I bed."

They got in bed and Monica said, "You have done a lot today. Just lie on your back and enjoy."

Joe lay on his back and Monica mounted him. Very slowly at first she impaled herself on his manhood. Then she sped up a bit. He was in heaven. He had never felt the sensations he was feeling now. They came together. Monica collapsed on him. Her hair was just below his nose. He noticed the smell of it and liked the smell. When she finally rolled off of him he got up and went to the bathroom. As he was going he thought she must not be too mad at me anymore. Maybe when I go back in I can talk to her. When he got back in the bedroom she was sleeping.

The next morning he got up and was getting dressed. Monica stopped him before he put his bra on. She brought a pair of breast forms out. Joe gasped at the size of them.

Monica said, "I know your fascination with big breasts so I got you the biggest I could find. They are D's. Now you can have your own big breasts."

She put the adhesive on them and placed them on his chest one at a time. He was surprised at how heavy they felt. When he put the bra on he noticed how much more comfortable he felt. When he was fully dressed he looked at himself in the full-length mirror. He was surprised that he looked like a woman. Monica called him back and put a necklace and some matching earrings on him. She gave him a matching bracelet to put on.

Then she shocked him with a long black wig. His hair was black but he never thought he would be wearing a wig to work. Monica put it on his head, and then showed him how to fluff it out. Then she tied a yellow ribbon in it to match his dress. He was mortified.

She led him over to her make-up table and showed him how to apply make-up. She used a light eye shadow and a bright red lipstick that she applied heavy. Joe didn't know if he could take all of this. Dozens of thoughts were spinning through his head at once. He was having trouble thinking straight.

She said, "A woman always has to look her best. Especially when she has an important job to do. Let's go down and have breakfast."

Joe took short steps in the heels. He started to get the hang of it and soon walked with confidence. He sat at the table and had his coffee. He decided he wasn't going to work today. When he got his second cup of coffee he grabbed the phone.

The phone rang and Kyra answered it. She heard, "This is Joe. I won't be in today. I don't feel well. I think you can handle it. If you run into any problems call me. Good by."

Monica said, "Why aren't you going in to work? You never take off."

Joe got tears in his eyes and said, "I can't go to work like this. I just can't."

Monica soothed him by saying. "I know it has been a hard time for you. You just have to go with it. When there is something that is hard for me I try to look on the positive side. Try looking at the positive side of things. It works. I know there are things that eventually require that something different be done but if at all possible stop and think of how things could be worse."

Just then the doorbell rang. It was Betty Workman, their neighbor and Monica's best friend. She asked, "Is it too early for a cup of coffee?"

Monica explained what was going on then led Betty into the dining area. Betty acted like nothing was wrong. She told Joe he looked adorable. Joe was aghast that Monica had let her in. The two women chatted as Joe sat quietly thinking about his situation.

Joe sat holding his cup of coffee and thought. He thought how going through a divorce would probably devastate him. He then thought about how wonderful the lovemaking had been last night. It was the first time Monica had taken the top position. He thought about how in a way the skirt felt sexy when it hit his legs a certain way. He thought about how he was lucky that when he was dressed this way he actually looked like a woman not a man in drag.

Betty finally left and Joe breathed a sigh of relief. He was so deep in thought that he jumped when Betty gave him a kiss on the cheek when she left.

Monica was getting milk out of the refrigerator and spilled some on the floor. She said, "I'm sorry I just spilled some milk on the kitchen floor. You can mop the floor to keep yourself busy."

Joe went and got the mop and pail and started to mop the floor. Monica went into the living room to watch the morning news show on TV. She thought about how wonderful it would be to have a maid. Then she thought, why am I thinking about getting a maid when I all ready have one.

She called out, "As long as you are mopping, mop the bathroom floors. You can clean the toilets and sinks also. Don't forget to do the mirrors and counters."

Joe was doing the second bathroom when he said out loud, "I am a damn maid now!"

He didn't see Monica standing there. She said, "That's a great idea. You surprise me, when I asked about a maid you said we didn't need one. Now I have one. One who just said so."

She walked away and Joe muttered to himself about him and his big mouth. When he finished he went in to be near Monica. She got up and left the room, then returned carrying two purses. She handed one to Joe and told him to come with her, and led him out to the car.

As she drove Joe asked where they were going. Monica told him it was a surprise. She pulled in by an auto parts store. Joe wondered what she was going to get in an auto parts store, but she parked in front of the store next door. She told Joe to come with her. She led him into the store. When they were in Joe saw it was a uniform store. He saw Monica talking to the lady behind the counter.

Soon the lady came up to Joe with a tape measure in her hands and measured him all over. He didn't know what was happening until he saw the lady grab two uniforms off a rack. He saw they were maid's uniforms. She told him to follow her. He followed her to a dressing area. She helped him off with his dress and proceeded to help him put one of the maid's uniforms on him [isn't he embarrassed to be seen this way by another woman?]. It was a gray one with lots of lacy trim. She had him turn and then asked him to bend over. Monica was there and smiled as he bent over. She knew he would show panties when he did so. The lady had him take the gray one off and put the pink one on. It fit like it was made for him. Monica asked about petticoats and the lady soon had a very full petticoat under his skirt.

Monica told the woman to put the gray one back on him. She said he could wear it home. When they left the fitting area the lady asked about aprons. Monica picked out two very frilly aprons for him to wear with his uniforms. One was white with lots of white lace trim the other was white with pink lace trim. Then Monica spied the mobcaps. She had seen maids in the movies and they always wore one. She picked out two caps with long ribbons decorating the lacy creations. She told Joe that the one with the pink ribbons goes with the pink uniform. She said that was for when they had company.

Joe blushed at the thought of him wearing the pink uniform in front of company. The lady said to Joe not to worry, she had at least one or two customers a month who got maids uniforms for their husbands. This information didn't make Joe feel much better.

Joe was relieved to get out of the shop. He sat quietly in the car as Monica drove. He was surprised when she pulled in at a shoe shop. It was a fetish shoe shop. She told him to come with her. Inside Monica looked at shoes. She selected a pair of gray shoes with a five-inch heel and an ankle strap. Joe didn't think he would be able to walk with a heel that high. Monica had him put them on and walk for her. She liked the way it made his rear sway. She said they were perfect.

Then she saw a pink pair with a six-inch heel. They were a strappy sandal type but it was the only pair of pink shoes she saw. When Joe saw her looking at them he said he would never be able to walk in them. Monica said of course he could that he would just have to take shorter steps. Joe saw a pair of pink flats and told Monica about them.

Monica said, "You are my maid and my maid wears heels. Do you want to get those flats to wear to work?"

Joe said, "No, that isn't necessary. I don't think there is an outfit that requires pink shoes."

Monica said, "It wouldn't be hard to get one if you really want one."

Joe could not tell if she was teasing or not. He decided not to pursue it. They got the two pairs of shoes. Monica had him wear the gray ones. By the time he got to the car his legs were all ready feeling it.

When she was starting the car she asked him if there was any place else they could go. Joe said no, just go home.

At home Monica had him clean the living room and dining area. They ate a lunch together. As they were eating Monica said, "Normally a maid doesn't eat with the mistress of the house but I am making an exception now. It doesn't seem right to call you Joe when you are a maid. Do you have a feminine name you like?"

Joe answered that he couldn't think of any feminine names. Monica said, "I know, we'll call you Annabelle. How does that sound?"

Joe said, "Whatever you say. Why Annabelle?"

Monica said, "Well there's no masculine aspect to it. If you prefer we can call you Nellie. What do you want to be called?"

Joe said, "I guess Annabelle is OK."

Monica said, "Good, now what is your name?"

Joe answered Annabelle. Monica continued, "As a maid I expect you to act as a maid. That means you curtsy whenever you serve or do anything for anyone. I expect you to answer me by saying 'yes, Mistress' and you will attend to me whenever I desire including mealtimes. You will refill my drink when it is empty and do whatever I tell you. You will eat after I finish and you have put the dirty dishes away and cleaned up. I may invite you to join in a meal but don't count on it. Do you understand, Annabelle?"

Joe said he understood. Monica told him to start the wash. Joe wondered as he started the wash where all of this was going to end. He knew he loved Monica and that Monica loved him but he didn't know how much more he could take. He knew he had to talk to Monica to get her to see reasoning but he wasn't sure about how to go about it. He knew in his heart this was something he had never encountered before. He usually took things in his own hands and pronounced how and when something was going to be done. Now Monica was in charge. He knew it wasn't so bad—all he had to do is what she said. There was no pressure involved. It was nice to be free from decision-making. He just didn't know what to do.

In the middle of the afternoon Monica asked him what he was going to make for the evening meal.

Joe answered, "I thought I'd make a couple of those strip steaks we got in the freezer and a couple of baked potatoes with lettuce salad."

Monica said, "That sounds good. You have to watch your figure. You can have a plain salad but make two steaks and two potatoes and two salads. We are going to have company for supper tonight."

Joe asked who was coming and Monica said, "It is a surprise, you'll find out."

He turned to leave the room and Monica called him back. She reminded him that a maid answers when talked to and curtsies when leaving her mistresses presence. He answered yes, mistress and curtsied.

When it was time he started the grill. Monica saw him come in and told him to change into his pink uniform for company. He went and changed. He returned to the living room for Monica to check his uniform. She had him twirl around then dropped a piece of paper on the floor. She told him to pick it up. She saw his panties when he bent to pick the paper up. She smiled when she saw them. He said he had to go make the salads, curtsied and left. Monica laughed out loud at he short steps he had to take in the pink heels. His ass swayed so seductively.

He was putting the salads in the refrigerator when the doorbell rang. Monica told him to answer it. He was fearful that someone else would see him. He opened the door and saw Kyra standing there.

Kyra said, "Well, Annabelle, you look lovely. It looks like you have found your true calling."

Annabelle curtsied and invited Kyra in. He announced her to his wife. He curtsied and said he was going out to make the steaks. When he was out by the grill he wondered why Monica had invited Kyra. It was probably just to embarrass him he decided. He made a decision, one that had to be made. He turned the grill way down and went by the door. He called Monica. She came out figuring he ran out of gas for the grill or something.

Joe said, "We have to talk now. I have never had an affair or worn women's clothes before you put that bra on me. What happens in the house with you and me is not a problem but when you bring others into it, I have a problem. I am not going to wear a dress to work tomorrow. If you want a divorce, so be it. I love you but you have gone too far."

Monica responded, "I know you never had an affair or wore woman's clothes. You were set up. You are too macho for us. We had to do something. Your treatment of Kyra was wrong. You must make yourself more clear with her when you want her to do something. Your remarks to me sometimes were too far out too. I had to do something, you were ruining our marriage. This is all we could think of."

Joe asked, "Who's we?"

Monica said, "Kyra and I. I don't care what you wear to work tomorrow. Do you think you can at least be a little more civil to Kyra? Do you think you can watch what you say sometimes to me? I'd like to hear that you love me. I haven't heard that for the last six months at least, not until just now."

Joe said with tears in his eyes, "Yes, I can be different. I never realized I was that difficult to get along with. I will really try to change and be the man you married."

Monica said, "Can you get one more steak done with the other ones?"

Joe said, "No problem."

Monica went and got another steak. She told him he could eat with them and put dressing on his salad. He hummed to himself as he watched the steaks. When they were done he took them in and put the rest of the food on the table. He then announced supper.

As they were eating Joe said, "Kyra, I owe you an apology. I am truly sorry how I have treated you lately. I will try to be a better boss. Sometimes things get just too hectic and I guess I lose it."

Kyra said, "I accept your apology. Does that mean I get my bra back?"

Joe surprised said, "That was your bra?"

Kyra said, "Yes and I'll tell you something. I have had men who wanted to get into my panties but I never thought I would see the day a man got into one of my bras!"

They all laughed and the rest of the meal was really friendly. After they finished eating Joe cleaned up the kitchen and dining area while Monica and Kyra sat and chatted in the living room. When Joe finished he went in and joined them. Soon it was time for Kyra to leave. She kissed both Monica and Joe on the cheek as she left.

Joe and Monica sat and talked. Monica said, "I am sorry we had to go through all of this. I love you and I didn't want to lose you. Believe it or not all of this made sense when Kyra and I talked about it. We couldn't think of any other way to make you see things as we see them. Now I would like a honest answer, how was it for you?"

Joe said, "Well, some of it wasn't so bad. I didn't mind not having to make any decisions. The skirt feels sexy sometimes when it hits the back of my legs. The lovemaking was fantastic with you on top. Some of the housekeeping wasn't bad. The bad things are the tight bra, girdle and these damn shoes. My legs are killing me."

They laughed and Monica said, "I can still use a maid. You can have the job a couple of nights a week. We can go back and get those pink flats for you to wear with your pink uniform and I am sure we can find some white flats for your gray one. Do you want the job?"

Joe said, "Whatever it takes to make us a better couple. I'll leave that in your hands. I guess for what we spent on the clothes we might as well get some use out of them."

Monica said, "I love you."

Joe responded, "I love you also."

They kissed and went to bed. As they were walking to the bedroom each of them knew their marriage was stronger than it had ever been.

  

  

  

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