The Maid is such a Flirt
The Maid is such a Flirt
By Sabrina
*
I was in my new short blue dress. It was just delivered this morning and I couldn't wait to try it on. I also had on matching pumps and nude nylons. I was looking out the kitchen window, the breeze was blowing my long red hair, it felt wonderful.
"Is that what you are wearing today? Someone is going to see you."
My little quiet piece of heaven was loud and busy this week. The neighbors were getting a new deck for the backyard with men in and out all day. The wife didn't like my outfit, she liked the noise even less.
"God, it's so fucking loud out there!"
Sue, was looking out the side door while I was on the phone. I just finished a huge deal for a six store strip mall. Everything was a go and on Monday workers were going to start painting and fixing what was needed. I was in a great mood.
"Mmm?"
"I'm leaving, I can't take this, it's quieter at freakin' work. And don't let anyone see you in that outfit."
Personally, I liked a little activity and I loved this dress, I don't think I would call this an outfit. Outside, there were about three to six workers at a time, mostly young men with various degrees of sweating. I liked watching a man sweat, it turned me on a little. I even found excuses to go outside and bend a little, show off my legs. My flowers were never so hydrated. I was flirting, I think.
"Hi. Thirsty?" So I went to chat, I wanted a man to watch me, enjoy my legs. I wanted to show off my assets in real life. I have been scanning the goods through my paned windows. A couple of the men were off my list, two of them because they were smokers, three that were way too cocky and young, and one that looked perfect.
"Sure."
He was older and in charge, darker, and maybe in his forties. He was also quite tall and had thick arms. He also seemed to sweat the most, ha, he must have worked the hardest.
"I could use a little help. Would you like to make some extra cash later?"
"Sure Miss, whatever you need."
So I showed him my shed. I wanted it cleaned out, it was where I used to keep all my dresses, makeup, and heels before the wife discovered them. Surprisingly she didn't seem to care that I sometimes became a girl, she wasn't even that surprised. Now all my femme things were in the guest bedroom, well, my new bedroom. It was fine, she snored.
"Just throw everything out, whatever you want you can keep." We walked around the small space, he shook his head and watched me intently.
I wanted all evidence of me eradicated from the back yard plus I wanted the yard tidied. I wasn't planning on mowing or weeding in my heels and nylons. I wasn't planning on getting my nails dirty or worse broken. Sweat was sexy on a guy but on me it just messed up my makeup. I needed a man to take care of these things. He said he would ring my bell after he was done for the day. I couldn't wait.
"What's your name Sugar?" I smiled, showing off my slight overbite.
"Leo."
"Sabrina." I pointed to my breasts with my long nails. I turned, my hair floating in the breeze. I felt my ass being watched as I made it through my back door.
I called my friend and told her I was in a mood. I have been in a mood a lot lately.
"Why? What are you up to now?" She asked, but I figured I would fill her in later.
I had a plan, something just a little different for a nice boring weekday. I slipped on a uniform I had been hiding in my closet. I was going to wear it for Sue, I had gotten it a couple of weeks ago, I figured it would be cute. I think she would have liked me in it. She liked thinking of me as her employee or a servant. She also liked giving me orders, most of which I ignored.
Black and white and silky. I slipped the dress over my tight bodysuit and beige pantyhose. Then I put the little white apron around my waist. Then some more frills with my sheer white socks. I slipped on my six-inch clear heels, my Pleasers with black straps, perfect for Windexing the appliances, vacuuming the sand, perfect for squeezing fruit for lemonade. I brought out a big glass for Leo.
He watched me as I handed him the sweating glass. "Here you go Sugar"
"Um, thank you."
*
DING. An hour later I let him in, I grabbed his arm and took him back to the yard, to the overgrown grass and the shed. The shed was in my past, life would be different from now on. I didn't need to hide and get dressed in a dusty, hot shed anymore. I showed him the lawn, the garden, Sue's prized garden was quite clean and flowering, quite beautiful. Leo and I stopped to look, he admired the sunflowers finally blooming.
"As beautiful as you Miss."
I loved a man complimenting me. When I was younger, when I considered myself a crossdresser, I thought there was nothing more feminizing than a nice word from a man. It made me melt, it changed something inside of me. I used to sit in front of the mirror thinking of what was the most feminine thing to do. Was it putting on mascara? Slipping into high heels? Or maybe something sexual, making out on the beach or a blowjob in the backseat of a car? Of course not, sex was the last thing to perform to have you feel feminine, it was nice but it didn't make me feel more like a female.
Leo smiled at me, his eyes making their way down the short and silky black uniform, passed my cleavage, my wider-than-usual hips. He was enjoying me holding his hairy arm, we were so different, two completely different types of humans.
My friend told me that she noticed me getting into the female mindset while I was being seduced. She assumed being seduced by a 'straight' man is what made you feel feminine. She told me that my mannerisms became more girly when a man was trying to persuade me to have sex with him. She said, my smile became more genuine and therefore more feminine. She told me she loved watching that happen, she loved peeking from the other side of the beach, she loved watching me become a 'woman' before her eyes.
"It won't take me too long, Miss to clean up the area. I should be done in an hour or so."
"Okay, that sounds great. Maybe I will make you more lemonade." I pursed my lips as his hand slowly made it's way down my arm, as our eyes locked. "Maybe." I smiled showing off my blended red lips.
I made my way back through the yard, sinking my stilettos into the soft grass, feeling his eyes on me once again. Thinking about how I used to feel when I was less of a 'woman.' What made me feel feminine now? Right now. Now, that I considered myself transgender and no longer a crossdresser, a state of being I have felt since I was young. What pushed every button in my body and mind and made me feel more genuine and free?
I saw my reflection as I made my way closer to the back door, closer to my kitchen. I saw my hair slightly blowing in the breeze, my heels making that crunching sound on the gravel, then the click of them on my cobblestones. What made me feel more feminine than anything? The answer was, just waking up, just opening my eyes in the morning, and knowing I had to get on with my day. Just being.
Mascara and blowjobs were nice too.
*
Later on that night, I visited my friend, she owned a salon, I visited very often.
"I want you to say goodbye to wearing a wig. I want you to go natural. Starting now."
"Okay," I told her but I wasn't paying attention. I was thinking about Leo, thinking about how happy he was I gave so much attention to his penis.
"Plus I think we should make your makeup a little lighter, more pink than dark brown."
"Okay."
"What? Are you paying attention to me?" She patted my cheek, she woke me from my daydream.
Then I told her, told her all about my little tryst with the worker from next door. Told her I wore my maid uniform to seduce him. Seduce a man. "It made me feel so femme to be seducing a man. I think I can now move on from that."
"Oh, really. You suck off a man while your cranky wife is at work and you are done with that?"
"Hmm, now that I think about it, maybe not, ha."
I told her I took off Leo's shirt and rubbed the sweat into his chest, his massively hairy chest. I licked his hard body, tasting him. I then unbuttoned his dusty Lee's, pulling them down his dark, hairy body. I saw his hardness barely hiding in his boxers. I rubbed a little then got on my knees in front of him, pushing up my boobs, showing off the cleavage I made with just a push-up bra. I took off his work boots, then socks.
"Miss, will you get into trouble? Will your boss be angry if you are not working?"
I giggled, "Ha, that's okay, I am the boss, I guess, this is my house. I am also the maid, I play many different roles in the household."
He shook his head, a sly smile appearing on his face.
"Can I see your cock?" I asked, I bit my lip, I was being cute.
"Yes, Miss, please."
I smiled big and licked my lips, I loved him calling me Miss. A name that sounded so sweet, so casual, and now so sexy as I made my way to his underwear. "Mmm."
I grabbed the sides of his shorts, and slid them down to his knees, his cock popping up, almost touching my breasts. I moved it between them, pushing, making them tighter, and feeling him start to push against me. I kissed the head of his prick and then smiled up at him. A maid just enjoying his hardness, just another 'woman' getting on with her day.
One last look into his eyes as I took him into my lips. Slowly he made his way to the back of my throat, I felt my panties get wet instantly. I pushed my fingers against the flatness hidden by the petticoat and nylon.
"I love how you taste." My eyes closed, my fingernails still teasing my 'clit' as his cock went inside my mouth again. I started to suck, my tongue making circles on his hot throbbing cock. I knew he was loving me on my knees, his fingers playing with my hair, his manhood slightly pushing further down my throat. I loved having time with a cock like this, just feeling horny, just making my way around a man's body. One hard suck and I stood up, I needed a kiss. Grabbing his cock, I led him to the couch. I hovered over him, kneeling once again, I wanted a better position to take him deeper. I slipped my red lips over his cock and he entered me again.
"Oh, god." He moaned, making me even wetter, he was enjoying this, and he was going to tell the other workers. Maybe I will suck all of their cocks maybe I will enjoy it twice as much. All too soon he started to drip, just a little pre-cum for me to enjoy, and then it gushed out as he yelled. I pulled back and let him cum on my chin, on my dress, then went back and made him all clean. Sucked his cock and licked his thighs. Taking every bit he shot into my lips where they belonged. So wonderful, I didn't want him to go, I wanted to lick him all day but I heard Sue's car. We hurried into the kitchen and I watched him get dressed. Watched him put away his penis, watched him slip on his shirt.
The kitchen door opened. "What are you doing?" Sue was interested, I am sure she wanted to know who the man was, so I told her.
"Leo helped me with a few things." I shrugged and put a wad of cash in his hands. "Thank you."
He smiled. "Okay Miss, call if you need anything else, I will get you my card."
"No that's okay. I know where to find you." I smiled and watched him leave, as I walked past Sue, as I went to my room, as I rubbed myself until I came all over my black satin panties.
A few minutes later there was a knock on my door. "Nice uniform, you're fired."
*
The End (Just a little slice of my story Your Weekend Wife)
*
By Sabrina
*
I was in my new short blue dress. It was just delivered this morning and I couldn't wait to try it on. I also had on matching pumps and nude nylons. I was looking out the kitchen window, the breeze was blowing my long red hair, it felt wonderful.
"Is that what you are wearing today? Someone is going to see you."
My little quiet piece of heaven was loud and busy this week. The neighbors were getting a new deck for the backyard with men in and out all day. The wife didn't like my outfit, she liked the noise even less.
"God, it's so fucking loud out there!"
Sue, was looking out the side door while I was on the phone. I just finished a huge deal for a six store strip mall. Everything was a go and on Monday workers were going to start painting and fixing what was needed. I was in a great mood.
"Mmm?"
"I'm leaving, I can't take this, it's quieter at freakin' work. And don't let anyone see you in that outfit."
Personally, I liked a little activity and I loved this dress, I don't think I would call this an outfit. Outside, there were about three to six workers at a time, mostly young men with various degrees of sweating. I liked watching a man sweat, it turned me on a little. I even found excuses to go outside and bend a little, show off my legs. My flowers were never so hydrated. I was flirting, I think.
"Hi. Thirsty?" So I went to chat, I wanted a man to watch me, enjoy my legs. I wanted to show off my assets in real life. I have been scanning the goods through my paned windows. A couple of the men were off my list, two of them because they were smokers, three that were way too cocky and young, and one that looked perfect.
"Sure."
He was older and in charge, darker, and maybe in his forties. He was also quite tall and had thick arms. He also seemed to sweat the most, ha, he must have worked the hardest.
"I could use a little help. Would you like to make some extra cash later?"
"Sure Miss, whatever you need."
So I showed him my shed. I wanted it cleaned out, it was where I used to keep all my dresses, makeup, and heels before the wife discovered them. Surprisingly she didn't seem to care that I sometimes became a girl, she wasn't even that surprised. Now all my femme things were in the guest bedroom, well, my new bedroom. It was fine, she snored.
"Just throw everything out, whatever you want you can keep." We walked around the small space, he shook his head and watched me intently.
I wanted all evidence of me eradicated from the back yard plus I wanted the yard tidied. I wasn't planning on mowing or weeding in my heels and nylons. I wasn't planning on getting my nails dirty or worse broken. Sweat was sexy on a guy but on me it just messed up my makeup. I needed a man to take care of these things. He said he would ring my bell after he was done for the day. I couldn't wait.
"What's your name Sugar?" I smiled, showing off my slight overbite.
"Leo."
"Sabrina." I pointed to my breasts with my long nails. I turned, my hair floating in the breeze. I felt my ass being watched as I made it through my back door.
I called my friend and told her I was in a mood. I have been in a mood a lot lately.
"Why? What are you up to now?" She asked, but I figured I would fill her in later.
I had a plan, something just a little different for a nice boring weekday. I slipped on a uniform I had been hiding in my closet. I was going to wear it for Sue, I had gotten it a couple of weeks ago, I figured it would be cute. I think she would have liked me in it. She liked thinking of me as her employee or a servant. She also liked giving me orders, most of which I ignored.
Black and white and silky. I slipped the dress over my tight bodysuit and beige pantyhose. Then I put the little white apron around my waist. Then some more frills with my sheer white socks. I slipped on my six-inch clear heels, my Pleasers with black straps, perfect for Windexing the appliances, vacuuming the sand, perfect for squeezing fruit for lemonade. I brought out a big glass for Leo.
He watched me as I handed him the sweating glass. "Here you go Sugar"
"Um, thank you."
*
DING. An hour later I let him in, I grabbed his arm and took him back to the yard, to the overgrown grass and the shed. The shed was in my past, life would be different from now on. I didn't need to hide and get dressed in a dusty, hot shed anymore. I showed him the lawn, the garden, Sue's prized garden was quite clean and flowering, quite beautiful. Leo and I stopped to look, he admired the sunflowers finally blooming.
"As beautiful as you Miss."
I loved a man complimenting me. When I was younger, when I considered myself a crossdresser, I thought there was nothing more feminizing than a nice word from a man. It made me melt, it changed something inside of me. I used to sit in front of the mirror thinking of what was the most feminine thing to do. Was it putting on mascara? Slipping into high heels? Or maybe something sexual, making out on the beach or a blowjob in the backseat of a car? Of course not, sex was the last thing to perform to have you feel feminine, it was nice but it didn't make me feel more like a female.
Leo smiled at me, his eyes making their way down the short and silky black uniform, passed my cleavage, my wider-than-usual hips. He was enjoying me holding his hairy arm, we were so different, two completely different types of humans.
My friend told me that she noticed me getting into the female mindset while I was being seduced. She assumed being seduced by a 'straight' man is what made you feel feminine. She told me that my mannerisms became more girly when a man was trying to persuade me to have sex with him. She said, my smile became more genuine and therefore more feminine. She told me she loved watching that happen, she loved peeking from the other side of the beach, she loved watching me become a 'woman' before her eyes.
"It won't take me too long, Miss to clean up the area. I should be done in an hour or so."
"Okay, that sounds great. Maybe I will make you more lemonade." I pursed my lips as his hand slowly made it's way down my arm, as our eyes locked. "Maybe." I smiled showing off my blended red lips.
I made my way back through the yard, sinking my stilettos into the soft grass, feeling his eyes on me once again. Thinking about how I used to feel when I was less of a 'woman.' What made me feel feminine now? Right now. Now, that I considered myself transgender and no longer a crossdresser, a state of being I have felt since I was young. What pushed every button in my body and mind and made me feel more genuine and free?
I saw my reflection as I made my way closer to the back door, closer to my kitchen. I saw my hair slightly blowing in the breeze, my heels making that crunching sound on the gravel, then the click of them on my cobblestones. What made me feel more feminine than anything? The answer was, just waking up, just opening my eyes in the morning, and knowing I had to get on with my day. Just being.
Mascara and blowjobs were nice too.
*
Later on that night, I visited my friend, she owned a salon, I visited very often.
"I want you to say goodbye to wearing a wig. I want you to go natural. Starting now."
"Okay," I told her but I wasn't paying attention. I was thinking about Leo, thinking about how happy he was I gave so much attention to his penis.
"Plus I think we should make your makeup a little lighter, more pink than dark brown."
"Okay."
"What? Are you paying attention to me?" She patted my cheek, she woke me from my daydream.
Then I told her, told her all about my little tryst with the worker from next door. Told her I wore my maid uniform to seduce him. Seduce a man. "It made me feel so femme to be seducing a man. I think I can now move on from that."
"Oh, really. You suck off a man while your cranky wife is at work and you are done with that?"
"Hmm, now that I think about it, maybe not, ha."
I told her I took off Leo's shirt and rubbed the sweat into his chest, his massively hairy chest. I licked his hard body, tasting him. I then unbuttoned his dusty Lee's, pulling them down his dark, hairy body. I saw his hardness barely hiding in his boxers. I rubbed a little then got on my knees in front of him, pushing up my boobs, showing off the cleavage I made with just a push-up bra. I took off his work boots, then socks.
"Miss, will you get into trouble? Will your boss be angry if you are not working?"
I giggled, "Ha, that's okay, I am the boss, I guess, this is my house. I am also the maid, I play many different roles in the household."
He shook his head, a sly smile appearing on his face.
"Can I see your cock?" I asked, I bit my lip, I was being cute.
"Yes, Miss, please."
I smiled big and licked my lips, I loved him calling me Miss. A name that sounded so sweet, so casual, and now so sexy as I made my way to his underwear. "Mmm."
I grabbed the sides of his shorts, and slid them down to his knees, his cock popping up, almost touching my breasts. I moved it between them, pushing, making them tighter, and feeling him start to push against me. I kissed the head of his prick and then smiled up at him. A maid just enjoying his hardness, just another 'woman' getting on with her day.
One last look into his eyes as I took him into my lips. Slowly he made his way to the back of my throat, I felt my panties get wet instantly. I pushed my fingers against the flatness hidden by the petticoat and nylon.
"I love how you taste." My eyes closed, my fingernails still teasing my 'clit' as his cock went inside my mouth again. I started to suck, my tongue making circles on his hot throbbing cock. I knew he was loving me on my knees, his fingers playing with my hair, his manhood slightly pushing further down my throat. I loved having time with a cock like this, just feeling horny, just making my way around a man's body. One hard suck and I stood up, I needed a kiss. Grabbing his cock, I led him to the couch. I hovered over him, kneeling once again, I wanted a better position to take him deeper. I slipped my red lips over his cock and he entered me again.
"Oh, god." He moaned, making me even wetter, he was enjoying this, and he was going to tell the other workers. Maybe I will suck all of their cocks maybe I will enjoy it twice as much. All too soon he started to drip, just a little pre-cum for me to enjoy, and then it gushed out as he yelled. I pulled back and let him cum on my chin, on my dress, then went back and made him all clean. Sucked his cock and licked his thighs. Taking every bit he shot into my lips where they belonged. So wonderful, I didn't want him to go, I wanted to lick him all day but I heard Sue's car. We hurried into the kitchen and I watched him get dressed. Watched him put away his penis, watched him slip on his shirt.
The kitchen door opened. "What are you doing?" Sue was interested, I am sure she wanted to know who the man was, so I told her.
"Leo helped me with a few things." I shrugged and put a wad of cash in his hands. "Thank you."
He smiled. "Okay Miss, call if you need anything else, I will get you my card."
"No that's okay. I know where to find you." I smiled and watched him leave, as I walked past Sue, as I went to my room, as I rubbed myself until I came all over my black satin panties.
A few minutes later there was a knock on my door. "Nice uniform, you're fired."
*
The End (Just a little slice of my story Your Weekend Wife)
*
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