Jacqui's Story Jackqui Dresses as a
Maid
by Jacqui
My boyfriend's coming for a visit, it's his birthday so I have to do something extra special for him. I open my wardrobe and look through my large collection of outfits. What should it be? I ask myself. Rubber, PVC, leather or the black satin lace up basque that he bought me for my birthday. I opt for the basque. I haven't used it yet and I was keeping it for a special occasion so what better time than his birthday.
I lift it off the hanger and undo the front laces. Standing in front of the mirror I slip the basque around my waist I start to fasten the hooks and eyes. I watch as the heavy black satin encloses my torso. Once fully fastened, I slide the basque round my body. This allows me to pull the laces tight, one eyelet after another. I look in the mirror occasionally, to make sure that my body is taking on a lovely hourglass shape. The tightening satin, constricts my body into the perfect feminine shape, giving me a very pert bottom. I tie the laces in a bow and slowly turn round viewing my body in the mirror. Perfect. I move to a drawer to collect a pair of sheer black stockings and the matching tight black satin panties. Sitting on a chair in front of the mirror I slip the toe of a stocking over my foot. I love the sexual thrill that runs up my spine every time I slip into silk stockings. The feel of them as they slowly slide up my thigh, it's one of my favorite points in getting ready and I always take ages over it. I gently slide the sheer material up my leg making sure that I don't ladder it. All too soon I have to clip the top of the stocking to the suspenders, still I do have the other one to slip into, again the shiver of excitement runs along my spine as I slide the fine material over my leg.
Once the long enjoyable task of adjusting and leveling them is finished, I stand and inspect my self in the mirror. Now for the panties, these I step into and carefully pull them up over my silken legs. The firmness of them helps hold my manhood in place. I arrange myself so I'm not very prominent.
Now I must improve my figure still more. I look very flat chested at the moment. Time to rectify that problem. Returning to the drawer I remove my prized pair of silicone breasts. I only use them on special occasions. I carefully coat the inside of one of them with spirit gum and slip it into place. The half cup of the basque giving enough support to the cool jelly like mass of the breast as it bonds to my chest. Once the first one is in place I repeat the process with the second. Within a few minutes I'm a perfect 36C the glue has set and I can continue to get dressed.
Passing the mirror I admire my true feminine shape in the mirror. My firm buttocks clad in black satin, legs sheathed in sheer black silk, body wrapped in taught black satin, waist cinched tightly and pert breasts just spilling out the top of the basque. A delight to my eyes. Now to choose the rest of his treat, I return to the wardrobe, problems, problems. What should it be? Short skirt and low cut blouse, black PVC dress, cocktail outfit, the mistress look, uniform?
UNIFORM!.... Ah but which one, I have several. Schoolgirl, no we used that last time. Nurse, a definite turn on but not quite right for tonight. Police woman, good but too strict. Maid, yes, perfect he can order me around as he wishes! Now another problem, I have two outfits! One in black PVC, very tight and shiny, with an ultra short mini skirt and plunging neck line. The other in satin with a high neck, long sleeves and a skirt that reaches mid thigh. The good points to this outfit are the lashings of white lace on the neck, ankles and hem line and the voluminous net underskirt that puffs the skirt out all round. Well, since I'm all dressed up in satin already I'll use the satin outfit. Taking it off its peg I unzip the long back zip. I step into the skirt portion and pull it up around my waist. I slide my arms down the long tight sleeves the feel of the cold satin sending shivers of delight throughout my body. Making sure that the high neck is properly in place, I reach round and fasten the buttons at the top of the collar. Next comes the tricky part, the zip. After much twisting and turning I manage to fasten the zip fully. I select a pair of black high heel shoes from the bottom of the wardrobe and slip my feet into them.
Returning to look at myself in the mirror, I bend over, sit and then kneel down to check that my black panties and stocking tops are visible against the white net of the underskirt and that it will turn him on. Perfect.
Now my next move is to complete the transformation with a wig and some make up. I select a long lightly curled brunette wig and collect my make up bag. Sitting in front of a mirror I start with my foundation then my rouge before moving onto my eyes. On these I use a pale blue eye shadow and long false eye lashes. I darken my eyebrows to match the color of the wig before slipping a hair net over my head followed by the wig. I look at myself closely in the mirror and check that my hair is in good condition, as I slip on the little white lace cap. I then add earrings and false fingernails, then to finish my make up I paint my lips' cherry red and apply lip gloss, I pucker my lips in the mirror and receive a devastating view. The very last thing I have to do...... is put on my apron. After all who ever saw a maid without her apron. A last look in the mirror and I'm ready!
Ah but who is the lucky guy? You wonder.
Well, if you're lucky, it could be you!
The End
(c) 1996 Clair Aspen