Wrestling Contest

by Suejrz

 

My wife Judy and I were at her friend's summer cottage preparing to return home after a week long vacation. Since Judy and I were both teachers we still had the entire summer to look forward to. Judy taught troubled teenage girls and I talk at the grade school level.

Judy lover her summer vacation time since she was such an active, athletic person. She enjoyed hiking, running, swimming, climbing and many other endeavors. Me, I enjoyed reading a good book or just cooking a new recipe.

Judy latched our suitcases and asked me to bring them out to the car. As I lifted the bags off the bed, I was surprised by the weight of the bags and lost my balance. I stumbled, dropping both bags noisily to the floor. Judy witnessed the whole scene and despite her best efforts, she couldn't contain herself and broke out in laughter.

"Here, let me take them before you hurt yourself. Honestly Pat, sometimes you seem more like the wife than the husband in this marriage."

Feeling my male ego was getting bruised, I retorted quickly. "Cut that out. Any more talk like that and I may have to put you over my knee to show you who's the boss."

"Oh really! I'd just to love to see you try that. In fact that sounds like fun, tough guy. Come on outside and we'll see how tough you really are." As soon as we reached the front yard, Judy put the bags down. "Ok, Pat, let's see how good you are at a wrestling match. But we need to make this mean something so we both try. Ok, how about the loser will be the winner's servant for the entire summer. Now, won't that be nice. You can have me as your little maid all summer long. You can even make me wear a sexy little maid's uniform for you. I bet you'd like that now wouldn't you, sweetie? I'm sure you would love seeing me run around in high heels and black stockings all summer and being at your beck and call. Ok, so that's the prize. The winner will be the first one to get the other person to say 'I'm a feminine little girl and I want to be your female servant all summer'." Looking over at me, she extended her hand. "Deal?"

Feeling little choice, I shook hands. In a flash Judy dropped to the ground and knocked my feet from under me. She quickly tried to pin me but I managed to free myself. I struggled to regain my footing but she quickly had me down again. As she sat on my chest in an effort to pin me, I grabbed her hair and pulled her off me. This tactic only incited her even more and within a minute I found myself face down on the ground with my arm held behind my back.

As she applied pressure to my arm, I shouted out with pain. "Cut it out. That hurts."

"You know what you're supposed to say, Pat"

In much pain, I cried out. "I'm a feminine little girl and I want to be your female servant all summer."

"And what do you want to wear, Patti?"

The pain was unbearable. "I'll wear anything you want."

"I want my little girl to wear pretty dresses. Would you wear pretty dresses for me?"

After a loud yes, Judy released me from her grip. Grabbing her suitcase she headed back to the house. "Ok, back in the house with you, missy."

In the bedroom she opened her suitcase and removed a bra and panty, a pair of Capri pants, a blouse and a pair of sandals. "Don't just stand there, strip."

"Ah come on, Judy. A joke's a joke but lets not get carried away with this. You don't really expect me to wear these things, do you?"

"Listen missy, you lost fair and square so don't' get smart with me. If you won I'm sure you'd feel differently but we don't have to worry about that now do we? So, do as you're told and change into your new things. It's too bad I don't have any dresses here but we'll take care of that when we get back home, now won't we. "

I figured I might as well play along for now. So I removed my clothes and picked up the pair of panties and slipped them on. Judy approached me holding a bra for me to wear. After I placed my arms through the straps, she adjusted it and then hooked it in place. She stuffed it with some socks to give me some shape. I then slipped on the slacks, the blouse and her summer sandals. She then took out her make up case and applied some foundation, some blush and lipstick to my face to help with the transition. After giving me a summer hat to wear, she remarked that I didn't look half bad as a woman. I snuck a quick look in the mirror and couldn't disagree with her.

Judy did the driving for the trip home. I sat quietly by her side not saying a word during the entire two-hour ride home. When we arrived at our house, I had to empty the car, unpack our bags, sort the soiled laundry, and prepare dinner. By the end of the evening, I was exhausted both physically and emotionally.

"Patti, you did very well for your first day. I think I'm really going to enjoy this summer. I would like breakfast ready tomorrow at nine. I have some errands to run while you start on the laundry and the ironing. I should be back by noon and then we can finalize our new arrangement. I think you should sleep in the guestroom tonight as well since you'll need to get up early. I left some lingerie, clothes and makeup for you in the main bathroom. I expect you to be dressed properly and carefully made up for breakfast. Good night."

I slept alone that night and was up bright and early. When I walked into the bathroom and saw the feminine clothing laid out for me to wear, I figured I would play along with her silly game for another day until she tired of it all. So, I dressed myself in the clothing Judy laid out. There was another bra and panty set, another blouse and shoes. But instead of pants, there was a knee length skirt for me to wear. I even managed to apply some basic makeup to my face and struggled my way down stairs to prepare breakfast as Judy instructed me last night.

Judy joined me as soon as the coffee was ready. She had a quick bite to eat and then rushed out the door. She reminded me to do my chores and that she should be home in the early afternoon at the latest.

While she was gone, I did a few things around the house. I did a load of wash and cleaned up the kitchen. As I was finishing in the kitchen, I heard the garage door open. Judy entered the room laden with shopping bags. "Don't just stand there, Patti. Please help me bring these bags upstairs to your room."

I grabbed some of the bags and followed her upstairs to the guest room. My bed was still unmade but Judy just dumped the packages on the unmade bed

"I can see you were real busy today. This bed is unmade and I bet mine is too. Well, that will not happen again now will it? I expect my maid to make the beds every day along with all her other chores. I expect you to clean the house, cook the meals, wash and iron our clothes and whatever else needs to be done. And I expect you to look the part as well. I brought you some things today that will help you look much more professional. But first, undress and go shower. I want you to shave your legs and underarms too. I can't stand all that hair on you. It doesn't go with your new image."

"Don't you think you're getting carried away with this little game of yours? I'm still your husband and not your maid."

My courage quickly faded as Judy's hand slapped my face. "Don't you dare try to get out of this now. You were the one shouting you wanted to be my little female servant yesterday, not me. So, do as you're told and go shower and shave now. No maid I know walks around with hairy legs."

Twenty minutes later I returned with my legs and underarms completely clean. Judy glanced at my legs and smiled smugly. "That looks so much better. Wait until you see how nice your legs look when you're wearing your new pantyhose after we get you all dressed. I hope you really like your new things since you'll be wearing them all summer. Here, slip on these panties and then take off your robe."

Once the panties were in place, Judy held up a matching black lace bra for me to wear. She placed some breast forms in the cups to give me some shape and then handed me a pair of day sheer off black pantyhose. "Now be careful with these. They are very sheer and run easily. Sit down on the bed and roll up one of the legs first. Then place your foot in it. That's right. Ok, stop right there and do the other leg. Ok, now stand up and pull up each side over your thigh until they are up to your waist. Not bad for your first time, Patti. Not bad at all. And I was right. Your legs do look great."

As I stood there dressed in women's underwear, I felt small and emasculated. Fortunately for me I didn't have much time to dwell on my situation since Judy quickly had me in a black satin skirt, a white blouse and a white apron. Once she had me step into a pair of black heels I knew I was wearing a complete maid's uniform. Judy redid my makeup and then placed a short wig on my head to complete the look. Judy stood back from me and looked me over from head to toe. "Voila, the maid is here. And for your first time totally dressed, you really do look good. I honestly don't think anyone would know that you're not a woman. I think I am really going to enjoy this summer. It will be so nice having you take care of everything in the house and all the time looking so sweet and feminine. Who could ask for more?"

I could. That was for sure. The next few weeks were miserable. Judy had me working from dawn to dusk. When I first arose I had to prepare breakfast after taking my new vitamin pills that Judy brought home. Lunch was usually served to her on the patio. Dinners were served on the patio or in the dining room depending on the weather. In between meal preparation, I was busy with the other housework. Dusting, vacuuming, cleaning the bathrooms and kitchen, making the beds, doing the laundry and also doing the yard work and the pool were all part of my day. Judy enjoyed her days to the maximum. Having all her meals prepared, the house cleaned daily, her laundry all done to her specifications while she lounged by the pool or went out with her girlfriends. In between all my chores, Judy continued to feminize me by training me in proper posture, hair care, makeup techniques and the other feminine tricks of the trade. She kept threatening to have her friends over one day so they could see how domesticated and feminine I've become. I prayed she was only teasing me.

Late one morning, Judy told me to change into one of the few dresses that I owned. In addition to the dress, she selected the appropriate shoes and hosiery for me to wear as well. She also made certain that my makeup was applied perfectly that day too. When I was done dressing and fully made up, Judy commented on how nice I look. "You'll certainly do very well on your debut today."

"Debut? What debut?"

"Oh, your shopping debut. I thought it was about time we got you out of the house so you can handle a few more chores, like food shopping and running some errands around town. But you will need a few new outfits more appropriate to those chores than your normal uniform so I decided to take you to the mall this afternoon."

I was filled with fear and trepidation at the thought of going out in public dressed as a woman. Despite dressing as a maid every day, I still felt ill at ease with my comportment and general feminine appearance but Judy was unfazed by my worries. She said I was going shopping with her and that was that. She handed me a purse and said it was time to go so I now found myself in the car as we headed towards one of the local malls. Fifteen minutes later the car was parked and we were heading towards the entrance. As we walked through the mall my fears began to subside when I realized no one was really staring at me. It was in that instance that I realized I could successfully impersonate a woman. Judy shopped with a passion. In one store she selected three or four dresses, three skirts and a few tops for me to try on along with a pair of stretch Capri pants. "Come on, let's see how these look on you."

"And where am I going to try them on?" I asked innocently.

"Where else? In the ladies dressing room of course. Come on, its right over here?

"Judy, I can't go in there. Can't we just buy them and I'll try them on at home?"

"No we can't. So just be a good little girl and follow me or I'll have to alert security that I've seen a man dressed as a woman hanging out by the dressing room. Let's go."

After I tried on all the selections, we settled on a few choices. We stopped at a few other stores for some lingerie, some accessories and a few pairs of shoes. Finally, we were done shopping. Since it was getting late, Judy suggested we stop for a bite to eat in one of the places in the mall. After a light dinner, we paid our bill and were heading towards the ladies room when we heard someone calling out Judy's maiden name.

Judy turned towards the sound. "Tom Rizzo? Tom is that you?"

"None other. What a surprise seeing you after all these years. You look great. You haven't changed at all."

"You haven't either. You still look like a kid."

"Oh Judy, forgive me. This is a friend of mine from work. Mike Harris. Mike, this is an old high school classmate of mine, Judy Platt."

"Nice to meet you. But my name is now Johns. And this is my cousin, Patti."

After a few minutes of chatting, Tom asked if we had time to join them for a drink. She surprised me when she agreed. "Sure, we'd love to just as soon as we freshen up in the ladies room. We'll be right back."

As soon as we reached the ladies room, I asked Judy if she was crazy. "I can't go back there and have a drink with those men."

"Don't fret." Judy calmly stated. "You'll do just fine. Now just freshen your lipstick and come along. We don't' want to keep the boys waiting too long, do we!"

At this point I knew complaining would have no effect on her decision so five minutes later all four of us were sitting at a booth sipping on our drinks. Fortunately, Tom and Judy dominated most of the conversation so I was able to remain fairly quiet. When Tom asked Judy about her new last name I was shocked when she mentioned that she was currently separated from her husband of five years. "Actually since the separation Patti and I are rooming together which is a much better arrangement. Patti is such a big help around the house with the cooking and cleaning. She just loves to cook and clean. My husband on the other hand would never lift a finger to help. And another big plus with Patti is that we both adore shopping and hanging out together just like we were doing today. But the best part of it is that we can share our clothes since we're the same size. I mean I could never borrow a blouse or a pair of pantyhose from my husband, now could I?"

Tom smiled as he said. "He wouldn't be much of a husband if you could borrow those things from him, now would he?" Judy laughed. "No I guess he wouldn't be much of a husband if he was wearing women's clothing. Could you picture Pat in a dress and pantyhose, Patti?" Everyone laughed at her little joke but my laughter was forced. So now not only was she talking about being separated, she was now making fun of my plight.

Judy knew I had no choice but to laugh along with her. "Oh Judy, never. That would be hilarious for sure seeing him in a dress especially with those hairy legs of his."

Tom's interest in her seemed heightened as soon as she mentioned she was separated. We had another round of drinks and Tom wouldn't let us go until we all agreed to have dinner tomorrow evening. I wasn't too happy about that deal but I was just glad to get away from them in one piece. As soon as we were walking in the parking lot, I turned to Judy. "I don't believe you! Telling Mike you're separated from your husband and then agreeing that we will all have dinner tomorrow night. Haven't you forgotten that you're my wife?"

"Oh Patti. Shut up! Not too many people would take us for a married couple. There aren't that many husbands and wives who go shopping together both attired in summer dresses, pantyhose and heels. Besides, you're not my husband any more. You are now my maid but I didn't want to embarrass you any further by introducing you that way. But if you insist we can march right back in there and tell Mike and Tom the truth. I'm sure they will be very impressed with your manliness. So, let's go." With that, she turned and started heading back towards the entrance.

"You know I can't go in there and tell them the truth. I'd die if you introduced me as your husband with me wearing these clothes, especially after I just spent an hour with them being as feminine as I could."

"Don't I know it?" Just consider yourself lucky that I didn't tell them who you really are. But now they think you're my beautiful cousin so that's who you will be tomorrow evening for our double date."

  

  

  

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