'That was very, very good my dear,' she said softly.'That was very, very good my dear,' she said softly. 'Now it is time for you to go.' I stood up to protest, but she ignored me, and my erection, which had pushed the material of the mini-skirt out at an unnatural angle. 'Please take off the skirt and blouse, and I do hope there aren't any nasty stains on them.' Her words were very calm, yet they sounded more like an order than a request, and I opened my mouth to protest. 'I really think you should do as I tell you Paul, otherwise I shan't invite you here to dress up ever again.' I shut my mouth, anxious to be asked to return, and took off the blonde wig, mini-skirt, silk blouse and high-heeled shoes. While I hung the blouse and skirt on clothes hangers, she wrapped a robe around herself and left the room. When she appeared a few moments later she was carrying my pants, shirt, shoes and watch. I dressed in my masculine attire, over the top of my lingerie and stockings. 'Now Paul, I would like you to return to my house next Saturday morning at ten o'clock. You should bring with you all the women's lingerie, stockings, shoes, clothes and accessories you own. If you don't turn up, I will send complete sets of the photos of you to your boss and workmates.' I again started to protest. 'Be Quiet!' her voice thundered at me. 'You have willingly placed yourself within my power. There will be rewards for you, but only if you do not disobey me.' I quickly considered my position. She could very easily blackmail me, as I couldn't stand the thought of everyone at work knowing my secret vice and laughing at me behind my back. And my boss was such a straight, he'd probably fire me, then where would I be? Also the dressing up with Josie had been so much fun, it would be great to do it again, even if she had a few strange quirks. |