I couldn't believe my luck that Friday night when a potential new girlfriend stood me up. Here I was at a bar, slowly realizing that I had been left high and dry. If only I hadn't made such a deal about tonight at work. I decided to have a couple of drinks to drown my sorrows before heading home. It was half through the second beer when a striking woman planted herself on the empty stool next to me. Feeling like a loser I smiled weakly at her before returning my gaze to my glass.

"Tough day?" Came a sweet voice. Looking up I realised the woman had spoken to me, obviously noticing my down-in-the-dumps state.

"Um yeah" was my pathetic response. I mentally kicked myself for not being original witty or just plain courteous.

"My names Kathy-Lee" said this woman as she extended her hand, which I took and shook. Suddenly my countenance brightened as I realized she hadn’t taken my mood as a signal for her to leave me alone.

"Hello Kathy-Lee my names Chris" I said with a much cheerier voice. It was at this point that I did what most men and women do when meeting a member of the opposite sex for the first time, I looked her up and down and mentally assessed her. When I said striking here's why, long-red hair and green eyes that grabbed you, ample chest without being too busty, and the legs! She sat legs crossed on her stool and her skirt finished about 5 inches above her knees. From the hem down my gaze was transfixed to the best set of legs in the sheerest of nylons I had ever had the great fortune to get this close to.

"Nice to meet you Chris" her greeting snapping me back from fantasyland. Now I have always been a leg-man and in particular legs in nylon. I was always drawn to women who liked to wear outfits that accentuated that look.

"Well Kathy-Lee it is my pleasure believe me, I was just about to head home as I have been stood up when a lovely woman decided to say hello" I was now sitting up straight and smiling again.

"Thank you for the compliment Chris, that deserves a drink" Kathy-Lee announced following which she ordered me a fresh beer and a Gin & Tonic for herself.

Well the rest of the evening was a genuine thrill as we chatted, drank, ate, drank, danced, drank, and cuddled in the taxi and back at my place a couple more drinks and some slow dancing.

The hour was late as Kathy-Lee and I sat on my couch and proceeded into something like foreplay. My hands and hers did some early exploring of each other's body parts and things were heading towards a moment I did not know would happen a few hours ago. I have to say at this point that I had focused my attention on her legs and my hands had so many forays up and down them I should have got 'frequent handler' points. I could not help but compliment her wonderful legs and how smooth they were and she said she had her expensive nylons to thank for the feel.

It wasn’t long before we were only partially clothed and I was now working on her breasts with my mouth while her hand ran down my chest and over my crotch playing lightly with an under-used and over-ready cock! We staggered arm in arm to the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, a bit more foreplay ensured before we both fell asleep, taken over by the effects of the alcohol consumed over the previous hours.

I woke at 8am with a monster hangover. Lying next to me snoring quite loudly was a disheveled picture of beauty. Kathy-Lee lay there in only her white silk panties and her sheer to the waist tan nylons. I watched her breasts rising and falling like waves on a calm sea. Carefully I leaned over and gently played with a pink slightly raised nipple, teasing it to full hardness. Kathy-Lee seemed to stir but not wake as she shifted her body slightly. I continued my manipulations and while sleeping Kathy-Lee slowly started to respond, both nipples were now fully erect and hard and her hips gyrated ever so slightly. Feeling bold I dropped one hand down over her crotch and tickled her pussy through the pantyhose and panties. It felt warm to the touch as my light feel was rewarded with a more significant hip movement and a small gasp from Kathy-Lee.

This little play continued for about five minutes with her arousal rising and my boldness growing, along with my prick. Just when I thought she was going to cum where she slept she awoke with a cheeky grin.

"Gotcha" she giggled. I jumped with surprise, she had been awake all the time a tickling match and pillow fight ensued for 10 minutes until we lay together in bed kissing and cuddling and picking up from where we left off the night before. Our foreplay increased until there was only thing left to do. I slipped my fingers inside her pantyhose and slipped them off her delicious legs. I was just about to discard them to the pile of clothes on the floor and prepare to send her panties the same way when she stopped me.

"Hang on to those" Kathy-Lee said as she quickly slipped out of her panties revealing a perfectly shaved crotch that made my prick twitch.

"Why" was all I could ask?

"It's sort of… well you see… I like to do it…" Kathy-Lee stumbled over her words.

"Hey Kathy-Lee just tell me, right now I just want to make love you to" was my sympathetic reply.

I've done my share of weird things in the sexual arena in my life but Kathy-Lee's next statement left me a little bemused.

"I like to make love to a man while he's wearing my pantyhose…" Kathy-Lee's voice trailed off during her statement and he eyes were lowered almost in shame. I did not think I heard her right and prompted for a repeat of the answer. She snapped back "Never mind!" and began to get out of bed and head for her clothes. Luckily I was quicker and grabbed her hand firmly and drew her back to me. "I'm sorry I just didn't hear you properly Kathy-Lee" I used my most consoling voice. "Just repeat what you said" I continued.

"Look guys just run when I ask so why should you be different, I can't help how I feel. I have been alone for so long because I can't find a guy who'll understand, I thought you might, looks like I'm wrong again."

"OK hold it right there Kathy-Lee" I interrupted her wallowing.

"I didn't say I didn't want to make love you I wasn't sure what you said."

At this point I punted that I had heard her right.

"If you like to make love that way then I'm your man" I stated with confidence. Inside my mind was a different story, could I really do this? Put her pantyhose on MY LEGS and make love to her. I could understand why she had such trouble in the past. I liked her a lot though, and she was beautiful, and we had spent a good half-hour of foreplay, which had left me more than a little excited. So with my false confidence in place I had told this adorable creature that if she wanted me to wear her tights while we screwed then it was all right by me.

"You will…? You don't mind...? Really...?" Kathy-Lee's expression changed to one of absolute joy and it showed in her almost dumbfounded response. She looked like a little girl who had just been told she could go on a date with a boy, clapping her hands together in glee.

"Of course" was my reassuring reply.

"Fantastic, your so wonderful Chris" Kathy-Lee continued to gush.

"Here let me help you," she said as she regained possession of the nylons in question.

"Sit on the edge of the bed for me" she directed.

Suddenly she was kneeling at my feet, a sight that made my cock try and reach out for her mouth. Looking up she licked her lips and eyed my prick like a three-course meal. She returned to her task at hand by adeptly bunching up each leg of the sheer tan pantyhose and prompting my left foot forward she began to roll them up my leg. When she reached the knee she began on the right foot in identical fashion. Once I was encased to the knee on each leg she instructed me to stand. I was just getting a funny feeling about this whole idea when her mouth met the end of my hard cock and any thoughts I had of pulling out of the agreement were as remote as me pulling my cock from her mouth. Kathy-Lee continued to suck my cock while she expertly brought the pantyhose up my thighs and finally my cock felt the cool air briefly only to be pinned to my belly by the pantyhose I now wore. Kathy-Lee stood and kissed me hungrily and I reciprocated. While our tongues explored each other's mouths my pinned cock rubbed against her belly. Kathy-Lee returned the movements and felt her hand rubbing my shaft and my balls through the pantyhose. This tease kept up for a while making me quite aroused.

Just when I thought I could take no more Kathy-Lee pushed me away and back onto my bed, quickly straddling me, her warm cunt now rested firmly on my nylon covered cock. With one hand rubbing my balls Kathy-Lee rocked slowly back and forwards all the time rubbing her wet warm slit along my trapped shaft. I wanted so much to plunge my cock into her hot crotch but unless I got out of her pantyhose this couldn't happen. The other problem were the pantyhose on my legs, the hair on my legs kept catching and pulling like some tiny torture technique. My frustration built but before I could do anything Kathy-Lee had the biggest orgasm I have ever seen a woman have, sliding hard and fast over my prick she almost burst! For a good three minutes she could no more than convulse and curse before collapsing on to me in near exhaustion. It was something I had never experienced or even witnessed before. In a way I was glad she had stopped because if I had had to go through much more of that pinching feeling from my leg hairs I would have screamed?

Slowly Kathy-Lee regained her composure and smiled at me through her tousled hair.

"Thank you for doing that honey" she cooed.

"Like I said Kathy-Lee, I'm your man"

"With that she planted a big passionate kiss on my lips and I could feel her hand on my cock stroking it ever so lightly. As she continued to kiss me so to did the fondling continue. Within minutes she was rubbing my cock through the pantyhose furiously. The natural result was MY cock exploding copious amounts of cum with my groans of satisfaction closely behind. It was a funny feeling having her stroke me through her nylons. It wasn't a real bad feeling to be honest; in fact I didn't care if she wanted to get me off like that just the sight of her working my cock was worth it. The variation to how I'd normally expect a woman to stroke me mattered little. After a while though I began to feel a little uncomfortable as the mess I made was drying and I again felt the pinching feeling. Kathy-Lee noticed my discomfort "would you like to get out of those?" she said.

"Um... yes please" I replied hoping she wouldn’t get the sulks again.

"Ok let me help you," she said as she carefully de-hosed me.

I felt a small sense of inner relief to be out of the pantyhose but not too upset at the prospect of donning them again for sex with the girl before me.

"Do you mind if I wash them out?" Kathy-Lee asked.

"No go ahead, feel free" I said as I motioned where the laundry was in the house.

Before long I heard the machine going and Kathy-Lee returned to bed where we watched a bit of TV and generally lazed for a couple of hours. It was about this time that Kathy-Lee began to play with my cock and bring it back to attention with her hands. I was quickly ready for action and was about to maneuver her into position when she stopped me.

"Hang on a second" she said as she darted from the room, she returned with her handbag, which was in the living room. It was a large bag and she began to rummage in it. She mumbled to herself before her eyes lit up with joy.

"Aha!" she exclaimed and produced from her bag a flat cardboard packet. I quickly realised what she had been looking for. Ripping the packet open she patted the side of the bed and smiled at me to make my way over to the edge. I did this knowing what awaited me. Placing my feet on the floor I was greeted by the sight of Kathy-Lee on her knees once again bunching up a pair of pantyhose. I was feeling a little apprehensive but one lick of my cock by her tongue melted any resolve I had. This time my legs were swathed in white as Kathy-Lee slipped the new pair of pantyhose up my legs and over my crotch.

And once again we made love in the same manner as out previous effort. Although this time Kathy-Lee brought me off with her tongue, which was a glorious sight.

Around 6pm she said she had to get home and get ready to go out.

"Huh? I thought that we…" I spoke but I didn't know what to say, disappointment was all over my face.

"Well I have to go, how else am I going to be ready when you come to pick me up" she said.

Now my face was full of relief and happiness.

"You silly thing, what did you think I meant" Kathy-Lee admonished me.

"Never mind, what time and where will we go?" I responded.

"How about a movie? She said

"Sounds good to me, about 8?"

"Yes I best get going if I'm going to be ready," she said.

With that she dressed and made herself presentable and I kissed her goodbye for what seemed ages at my front door. Then she was gone and I was alone again. I felt so good right now. After that girl from work stood me up I was down but now I was on top of the world and it was all because of an angel named Kathy-Lee. I walked on air all the while I was getting ready.

I had slept for half an hour after our second session of lovemaking and when I entered the bathroom I saw two items on the towel cupboard. Neatly folded and wrapped in colored ribbons tied in bows were the two pair of pantyhose I had worn during our sex (at least that was my assumption). Then I found the little card next to them. It read;

I carefully found a space in one of my drawers for her gifts and resumed my preparations. It didn't take too long to get to her place and I almost skipped up her drive. I rang the bell and waited. When the door opened I was greeted by a vision, there was Kathy-Lee looking even more beautiful than ever, smiling at me.

"Shall we go?" she said stepping past me with a kiss as she closed the door behind her.

"After you" I gestured as I spoke.

I followed her down the path and was entranced as I watched her body move. Kathy-Lee had on a mini skirt of micro proportions. It was black and she had on a pair of those shiny pantyhose that seem to shimmer. I couldn’t take my eyes off her legs, which were supported by black pumps. I raced past her at the car and opened her door for her. She smiled and climbed in. I went around and hoped in. I looked over at Kathy-Lee and was unable to get my eyes off all that magnificent leg which in the sitting position was even more exposed. Her skirt didn’t cover much.

"Ahem!" Kathy-Lee sought my attention.

"Sorry Kathy-Lee" I was now looking at her face.

"There is plenty of time for ogling mister, but for now if we don't get going we will miss the movie," she said.

"Yes of course" I said as I got us moving and before long we sitting in the picture theatre with our popcorn.

The movie was ok but having Kathy-Lee's hand in my crotch for most of it was better. We were leaving the pictures and I was thinking what we could do next when Kathy-Lee whispered in my ear.

"I want your body a.s.a.p." were her quiet words as we made our way with the other moviegoers out to the foyer. All thoughts of another item on tonight's agenda were gone and we were quickly in my car heading home to my place. We were in the door and she was on me. We were like hungry animals as we half wrestled each other into the bedroom and out of our clothes. A fantastic session of foreplay followed. Then as we had done previously when the time for sex came Kathy-Lee had me don a pair of pantyhose, this time the black ones I had admired her in only hours before. Now I had them on and she was riding my cock with everything she had. Again she exploded in a most forceful orgasm before bringing me off with an equally powerful explosion of cum.

It was just a minute after that she said "Are you hungry?" which I answered in the affirmative. Taking my hand and dragging me out of bed and into the kitchen she began to cook up a mini midnight snack. I watched her naked body whizzing around the kitchen preparing this and that. I even forgot I was sitting there in her used, cum stained pantyhose. Soon enough we ate and did the cleaning up together all the time touching each other. I couldn't be bothered getting out of the pantyhose and it felt funny when she ran her hands up and down my thighs and backside. I guessed this is how women felt when a man would touch them. It was sort of nice except when the hairs on my legs caught. She laughed every time I winced.

Before long we were back in bed and cuddling close. Then I was asleep. The efforts of the day caught up with me. Having had sex three times in one day with such intensity was abnormal in my life, in fact having sex of that intensity ANY time in my life would have been abnormal before today.

Sunlight pierced my eyelids and I groggily woke up. "Morning sleepy head" was Kathy-Lee's chirpy greeting.

Focusing I saw my girl dressed loosely in one of my t-shirts and a pair of my shorts, which never looked better.

"Jump in the shower and get clean I have breakfast almost ready" she said as she headed for the kitchen.

Dragging myself to the bathroom I realized I was still wearing the pantyhose from last night. I noted that I hadn't felt uncomfortable sleeping in them, which was strange because I always slept naked and could never stand wearing anything to bed. Now I found another problem, my cum was still all over them and it even seemed that some was still moist which was strange? I winced big time as I peeled them off. Pulling out more than a couple of pubic hairs in the process. I had them down to my ankle when I heard Kathy-Lee call out that if I didn’t want to rip any hair out to start my shower with them on. "Women!" I cursed, they always give the their advice too late.

Finally I was in the shower which hot and strong and invigorating. After I stepped out I grabbed a towel and dried off. It was at this point that I noticed something weird. As I rubbed the towel over my crotch all my hair came away with the towel!

"What the fuck?" I yelled.

I was finally dried and now hairless around my entire crotch and down as far as the tops of my thighs. I put on my robe and headed to the kitchen. I was about to question Kathy-Lee as I suspected she had something to do with my sudden hairless condition. All I saw was a vision working over the stove; her masterpiece backside filling out my shorts in such a sexy way as it wiggled. I noticed then that she was wearing pantyhose under the shorts, sort of flesh toned in color. Any thoughts I had of challenging her faded.

Slipping up behind her and wrapping my arms around her I kissed her good morning while playing with her nipples through the T-shirt she wore. My actions were greeted with reactions as she pushed her backside back slightly grinding her backside into my hardening cock. "Hmmm now that’s what I like to feel first thing in the morning" she hummed as she continued to move her body against mine.

Pretty soon she had moved breakfast off the stove because we were cooking ourselves. My rock hard cock was rubbing against her backside and she was pushing back to accommodate. My hands were all over body; her moans confirmed her rising excitement. Adeptly I removed her T-shirt and slipped my shorts down her long luscious legs and now only her nylons were between my cock and her quickly dampening slit. She adjusted her stance so that my cock was pushing through and sliding along her clit. I felt her hot wet cunt around my cock and the now familiar feeling of nylon, which accompanied our sex. As I came long and hard all over her pantyhose and my stove I realised the feeling of nylons wasn't bad at all. Drained I lurched back away from Kathy-Lee and into a kitchen chair where I sat and watched her smile over her shoulder at me, wink suggestively, pick up the breakfast she had been preparing, put it back on the stove and continue on. I sat there and watched her continue her work wearing just her pantyhose and my cum.

Breakfast was soon ready and she served it up and sat down to eat with me. Not bothering to put any of the clothes back on. I found it hard to eat when all I could do was watch this essentially naked vision eat. Finally I got some food into me and we sat smiling at each other. Now was the time.

"Kathy-Lee"

"Yes honey"

"Do you know why I don't have any hair left on my groin area?" I asked with trepidation as I think I knew the answer.

"Ummm… y-yes ... I do" was her hesitant reply.

"I see" was all I offered in reply.

"It's just that you seemed to be having trouble with your hair catching on the pantyhose and I thought well... that if you didn’t have hair there it would make it easier." She replied almost submissively, a tone I had not heard from her before. She felt embarrassed and she looked it. I knew she was trying to do the right thing and I couldn't even begin to be annoyed with her, besides I didn’t want to upset her.

"So you put something on me to get rid of the hair?" I said calmly and without blame.

"Yes, just some Nair, its not permanent" she said seemingly relieved that I wasn't that upset.

"Ok well I guess I can live with it," I said. In the back of my mind I wondered how far I would go for this gorgeous creature.

I noticed as the discussion was replaced with idle chatter that Kathy-Lee was slowly stroking her labia through her tights. I realised that while I was drawing the answers out of her and accepting her rationale that I had recently cum using her body and then totally ignored her need. I got up to put the dishes in the sink but instead of returning to my seat I moved in front of her and dropped to my knees. Now her sweet scent was in my nostrils as I plunged my face into her crotch. I heard her gasp and her body tense as my tongue made contact with her cunt albeit through her nylons. It was difficult work through the pantyhose but I had her writhing in orgasm before long. Her legs went taught around my head and pinned me while she came. She tasted sweet even through the nylon.

We spent the rest of the morning around the house and mainly in bed. Kathy-Lee was right about the no hair feel. Once again she produced a pair of pantyhose for me to wear in bed this time a tan pair which had a control brief. This pair really held my cock tight to my belly and she seemed to cum even stronger if such a thing was possible. At least this time the only hairs catching on my body were my legs. Around my cock was so smooth and to be honest the feeling of the nylon there was even more amazing.

In the afternoon Kathie asked me if I could drive her home, as she wanted to stay at my place but needed some things so that she could go to work in the morning. I had no problem with that. We arrived at her house and I was about to go in with her when she stopped me.

"You might as well head back I will be a little while then I can drive my car over so that I have transport to work." She explained. This seemed reasonable enough to me so I gave her big kiss a squeeze on the backside under her mini skirt and almost skipped back to my car and off home.

It was about 3pm when I got home and wondering what I would do to fill in time. I realised that I had better get some provisions, as the possibility of two people living here over the next couple days was good. Not knowing how long Kathy-Lee would be I left a note and a key to get in incase she got here before I returned. I headed off to the store to stock up. I filled my car and washed it while I was out and when I got back my driveway had a car in it, which made me smile. Lights were on inside and the door opened for me as I battled the groceries and my front door key. It was my girl Kathy-Lee who greeted me and took half the bags. I again got to admire her backside as I followed her into my kitchen. The little white skirt that covered her butt swayed tauntingly before me, her legs were encased in pale peach pantyhose and she wore no shoes. It was all I could do to put the shopping away without grabbing her and throwing her over my shoulder.

It was then that she turned to face me, she grabbed me, picked me up and put me over her shoulder and carried me into the bedroom. She threw me onto the bed and was on top of me in a flash. It wasn’t long before I was wearing the peach pantyhose and Kathy-Lee was riding my rock hard cock to delirium. This of course was followed by my exploding orgasm. Life was good.

The next two weeks was more of the same and I arrived at work with a smile and raced home each night to the arms of my new lover. More than one person at work wanted to know why I was so happy. I was loath to give too much away although I did manage to get up the nose of the girl who stood me up simply by grinning like a Cheshire cat every time our paths crossed. My newfound exuberance was noticeable to all at work and my confidence in all aspects of life lifted. I had become accustomed to the hairless feeling around my cock and the sex with Kathy-Lee was still intense.

One night about the third week of our co-habitation I was getting my clothes ready for work (I always got my things ready the night before) when Kathy-Lee who was sitting on the bed made a comment.

"Why don't you wear something different tomorrow."

"What do you mean, how can I wear something different. Shirt, tie, pants, shoes what can you do with that basic combination?" was my reply as I gathered up a belt and some socks.

"Not on the outside honey, underneath I mean" was her cryptic answer.

I stopped. What did she mean I wondered?

"Ok you got me darling, tell me what you want me to wear?"

"Well I was thinking that maybe, just for me, you might wear a pair of pantyhose under your trousers."

"Huh?" I was stunned.

"It's just that you look so cute in them and it makes me horny seeing you in them and I would be even more horny if I knew you were wearing a pair at work all day." Kathy-Lee sort of blurted this out rapidly almost as if she thought I would cut her off mid -sentence. I looked at her pleading expression and weighed up the options; a silence hung over the room as I mulled it over. I was scared of the prospect of being discovered in this mode of dress and I was also scared of upsetting Kathy-Lee who seemed so keen for me to do it. I was also a little excited by the prospect of spending a day in pantyhose while all those people at work interacted with me not knowing anything. It was the challenge of getting away with it that probably tipped the scales in Kathy-Lee's favor as I announced not confidently but in the affirmative that I would do it.

Kathy-Lee jumped off the bed and hugged me and squealed with delight, she was so happy. Then she was all color and movement, hunting the drawers for just the right pair for me to wear. The socks I wore now assumed new importance. Katie Lee said they have to be long because you don’t want anyone to see above them and it had to be a pair that wouldn’t fall down during the day, "I don't want you pulling up your socks all day that would look strange. She was taking all the precautions for me and soon I had a nice flesh toned sheer to the waist pair to wear the next day. Almost as if to placate any doubts I had Kathy-Lee sucked my cock dry that night and there was no nylon involved.

She helped me dress for work that morning and I headed off in my pantyhose a little nervous but determined to pull it off. I was pretty early and spent most of the morning in my office not trying to give cause for any suspicion. This of course did cause some comment about working harder than usual so I lightened up a bit and spent most of the afternoon chatting to colleagues about work issues and social issues. Throughout the day some things were noticeable. Firstly I was acutely aware of my cock, which seemed to respond to any movement and was hard or semi hard just about all day as it was trapped by my pantyhose. The other thing about wearing the pantyhose was that I did not wear any other underwear per Kathy-Lee's request. I noticed lots of static electricity from the carpet in our building. This caused little tingles and prickles to effect my legs making me a little jumpy. I did feel quite confident though because I had a secret and no one knew it. The day past without incident and I found myself racing home to Kathy-Lee with the biggest hard-on I had ever had. That night was momentous, Kathy-Lee was over the kitchen sink when I came in but didn't hear me enter. Realizing this I stripped off my shoes, socks, and trousers and snuck up behind her. Rubbing myself against her butt brought a jump then a contented moan from Kathy-Lee as she responded with her body. It was a sweaty groaning couple that came simultaneously over the kitchen sink ten minutes later. I related the day at work to Kathy-Lee over a delicious dinner, which we ate, still dressed in our stained pantyhose.

It was another couple of weeks before I wore pantyhose to work again. Kathy-Lee informed me that she had put my clothes for work out for me. It was in the morning while peeling off my previous nights cum soaked pantyhose that I saw a fresh white pair laid out with my trousers, shirt and tie. I balked for a minute before deciding to try it again. My day was similar to the last time and I again found myself rushing home for sex with Kathy-Lee.

This pattern slowly took hold over the ensuing weeks until I went to work all five days in pantyhose. Soon it was all I wore under my trousers at work. My sex-life had never been better and I think my confidence and possible state of arousal was attracting the odd admiring stare from a couple of the office honeys. I’d also gone a step further with my leg hair and removed it. I was constantly being pinched by the hose and decided to remove it all. Kathy-Lee didn’t even prompt me to do it. I’m not especially hairy so it was not a big change as my chest was smooth as well as most other parts of me. My arms only had a fine light covering. Of course the first time she noticed my change she showed her approval with a wonderful night of lovemaking and, no pinching! From then on it only took a light going over in the shower each morning to keep them smooth. I also became adept at getting into hose and even washing and maintaining them. My sock draw now shared itself with a collection to rival a Vegas showgirl’s as Kathy-Lee had maintained a steady supply of nylon in all colors and styles for me.

One night we were lounging around and Kathy-Lee was painting her toenails. The bright red polish was going on expertly and I looked forward to seeing her in some open toed shoes and hose. Kathy-Lee glanced up and noticed I was watching her, she smiled a devilish smile and spoke, "want to try some?" It was a Friday night and I had a couple of drinks and seeing the challenging look in her eyes decided to call her. "Ok" I said! Kathy-Lee was about to shift herself towards my feet but instead got up and headed out of the lounge room to the bathroom. She returned with another bottle of polish. "Sorry honey bright red is not your color" Kathy-Lee informed me playfully.

Ten minutes later and a lot of cock teasing later I had ten toenails all painted in a soft peach color. "There now let them dry" Kathy-Lee said. Of course I had cotton wool between each digit just like a girl does when she does her toenails and wasn’t about to go anywhere for fear of ruining her work. Kathy-Lee of course took advantage of my situation and slowly brought me off with her expert hands. As I relaxed afterwards Kathy-Lee returned with a nude pair of sheer to the waist hose from my collection. "I hope you don’t mind sweetie but I want see what your toes look like now they are painted" Kathy-Lee explained. I was too euphoric to care and in fact I didn’t care. With the polish now dry I didn’t need any assistance to climb into my hose.

Kathy-Lee got me to stand and put my foot forward while she admired her handiwork.

"Not bad at all darling, that is definitely your color and your feet and your legs look great" Kathy-Lee said.

"Thanks honey" I replied "I guess I do have reasonable legs for a guy".

"Darling you have great legs for a guy! If someone just saw you from the knees down they would never even guess they weren’t the legs of some foxy chick."

"Well I doubt that Kath honey"

"Your wrong Chris, honestly no one could tell."

The discussion over the quality of my legs continued light heatedly for a few minutes until Kathy-Lee decided it was time prove it.

"Ok one way to settle this. Let me take a picture of your legs and we will post it on the net site for women’s legs and we will see if there are any skeptics?"

"Ahhh I’m not sure Kathy-Lee, it would be a bit embarrassing should someone found out.’

"Oh come on Chris, who’s going to know, it’s just a leg shot, and we won’t use any real information and stuff."

I didn’t like to refuse my sweetie anything and it was a harmless bit of fun, so I agreed. Kathy-Lee went and got the digital camera and snapped a couple of shots. After I did a couple of poses, like lying down so she could snap from the upper thighs down, she began to get a serious sort of face on.

"What’s up honey?" I asked?

"Something’s missing babe, to complete the look" Kathy-Lee said.

"I’m not putting on a dress!" I snorted!

"No no no honey, I didn’t mean anything like that," she cooed.

"Well what then," I asked?

"Shoes! That’s it, shoes! We need to show off those lovely feet with some nice open toed sandals! Kathy-Lee gushed!

"Whoa, isn’t that taking it a little to far" I said.

I wasn’t sure whether this was getting out of hand or not. Kathy-Lee came over and hugged me saying, "Ok sorry, your right. I was getting a bit carried away wasn’t I?"

I relaxed and made my own little apology for over reacting a little, we kissed passionately and made up with a little hugging and touching. Kathy-Lee continued to apologize.

"That was inconsiderate of me darling, its just that all good feet should have nice shoes on them"

Now Kathy-Lee was like a lot of women and loved shoes and shopping for shoes. She had a large collection from flats to high stiletto’s, most of which now resided at my place. And of course I often feasted my eyes on her when she wore them, in fact that’s what I was thinking twenty minutes ago when this little bit of fun started. I was mentally imagining Kathy-Lee with her brightly painted toenails incased in expensive nude hose and housed in a sexy pair of open toed shoes! Then in the midst of the sexy reminisce I realised Kath was only thinking the same thing as I was earlier. I decided on a course of action.

"Kath honey I've got a proposition for you."

"Yeah babe."

"If you’ll put on a really nice pair of pantyhose and some sexy shoes and let me take some similar shots of you to post up on the net, I will put a pair of shoes on too for you to snap me in?"

"You would do that? Wow babe you’re the best guy a girl ever had, Kath’s eyes lit up like sparklers as she spoke.

"Deal Kathy-Lee?"

"Deal babe!"

"Wait here while I get ready then," Kathy-Lee said over her shoulder as she disappeared into the bedroom.

I was feeling a little silly, but hey I got to take some snaps of my sexy girl and post them on a leg and feet site, so I was a little proud of that achievement. When she returned she looked stunning to say the least, a brand new pair of high quality nude hose with a hint of shine were on her legs, and she was wearing a pair of black sandals with considerable heel and very open at the toe. Her painted nails boldly prominent. She had thrown on a short skirt to offset her legs and a skimpy tank top, she looked great. Then she produced a pair of shoes from behind her back and held them out.

"Try these honey, they are a little too big for me, I bought them a while ago without taking the time to try them on," Kathy-Lee informed me.

I gingerly took the white open toed sandals that were all straps and had about three inches of heel from Kathy-Lee. Kathy-Lee is actually as tall as I am, which around five seven, but when she has the high heels on she can tower over me, a bit like now. I looked up at her and then back at the shoes before I confessed I had no idea how they went on. Kathy sat me down and strapped me in. It took a little maneuvering but they fit real well. Kathy-Lee held my hand as I stood for the first time in heels. It was a little disconcerting suddenly being higher than I was used too. I looked down at my legs and feet and was pretty satisfied I had carried off the look. Next to my hosed and painted feet stood Kathy-Lee’s. Kathy-Lee backed away and began taking pictures from all angles of my feet. We swapped memory sticks and I did the same for her. I stumbled once or twice in the heels but it was when I went to get another drink from the kitchen and actually had to walk somewhere that I felt weird. Almost like my walking style had to adjust to ensure I got it right.

After we filled up the camera with shots we sat together on the couch in our pantyhose and shoes. Kathy-Lee was aroused now and swung herself onto my lap facing me. She slowly rubbed herself against my cock and leaned her breasts into my face. We both came strongly and I enjoyed it even more than usual. We finally walked to bed together in our heels before having some more fun. Kathy-Lee played with my feet and toes with her pussy while I was still wearing my shoes. We drifted into blissful sleep.

Next morning I awoke to hear keyboard tapping from the study. Making myself a strong coffee I finally made my way to where I heard my sweetie typing. Kathy-Lee greeted me with a big smile, took my coffee and beckoned me to see what she had done.

There before me was a website called www.worldsbestfeet.com which was filled with huge amounts of leg and feet shots with women’s names and a drop down box for votes and one for comments. In silence Kathy-Lee flicked through a few pages before I saw something I recognised, a shot of Kathy-Lee’s feet from last night’s fun. Below it had the name Kate and her age and a two-line bio giving some very basic details. The votes registered against her picture said 3 and there were no comments. Kathy-Lee explained that you had to register your basic details and then you could vote for your favorite picture. Guys did most of the registering and the voting we surmised. A picture on the same screen as Kathy-Lee had 123 votes and quite a few (mostly lewd) comments. This was fascinating, how come I’d never come across this site before I wondered.

"Wanna see your picture babe?" Kathy-Lee said.

I was again a little stunned, she had said we’d do this but I didn’t really think about it actually happening.

"I bet you get more votes than me babe," she added.

I was more interested in seeing what she had done by way of my picture. Kathy-Lee was hesitating though.

"I have registered you so you can vote, for me of course and so others, like me can vote for you."

"I won’t get any votes honey," I said not that convinced by my own words.

"Sure you will."

"I won't"

"You will, tell you what if I get more votes over this week I will give you a special week and be your house girl. Like a maid or something, wait on you hand and foot, what do you say." Kathy-Lee did so love these little challenges and games.

"Cool, but what if I get more?" I asked more in dread than anything else.

"Well we will see, maybe you’d have to dress up and wear pantyhose and those shoes with nails painted for a week or something like that," she replied.

I was pretty certain there was no way I’d even get any votes and the thought of having Kathy-Lee as my live-in maid for the week sounded like real good fun.

"OK" I said with more than a hint of skepticism.

"Great" she said, "it’s a deal."

Kathy-Lee clicked on the next page button a couple of times before I spotted her artwork; there on the screen were my feet in the white sandals. Of course there was no connection to me at all. The details read Carla with my age and basic details. In the votes area I had 1 vote and no comments. Of course Kathy-Lee was that vote. She left me to play on the site so that I could vote for her, which I did and left a saucy comment to boot. Hmm 4 votes to 1 looks like I was on a winner. I showered and removed the polish and got dressed and worked around the apartment most of the weekend and we went out to the movies on the Sunday night. I didn’t get back to the website until I came home from work on Tuesday night.

Kathy-Lee was still at work when I sat down in front of the screen and clicked on the link to the world’s best feet website. As I worked my through the pages I began to envisage Kathy-Lee as my little nylon maid. I reached the page Kathy-Lee was on and saw that her vote’s total had increased to eight. My mind was thinking up little scenarios for my girl when I arrived at my page. I was right into this now and the thought of her waiting on me hand and foot was hot. I might even take her out somewhere and induce some low level form of servitude to ram home my victory.

I blinked at the figure in the votes field below my picture, five! "Five." I whispered to myself in slight disbelief. That made it closer than I wanted.

I didn’t mention the website that night as Kathy-Lee and I shared a nice meal watched TV and retired to bed. I left her sleeping as she had a late start and got myself dressed in nylons as usual and headed off to work. Another day like most of the others since I met Kathy-Lee where I worked hard, felt confident and felt good underneath my trousers. I arrived home from work Wednesday with a mind filled of voting and challenges and who in the hell would vote for my legs? There is nothing like a drive home in traffic to get the mind wandering. When I arrived home there was a hot meal waiting for me and Kathy-Lee dressed in black hose and a pair of silver six-inch heeled sandals. The skirt she had on was new and it hid only her dignity and nothing more. Her blouse displayed her cleavage beautifully and she smelled sweet. All through dinner she was ogling me and caressing my manhood through my pants. Needless to say dinner was only the entrée and I was the main meal. It wasn’t long before I was lying on my back on the dinner table with my pants around my ankles as Kathy-Lee licked my cock through my pantyhose. Desert was quickly delivered to Kathy-Lee’s hungry mouth when I erupted powerfully. A quick shift of positions and I treated Kathy-Lee to the same treatment and she soon shook violently in orgasm while lying back between the empty dinner plates.

It was some time later after a coffee that my mind returned to the topic of votes and I wandered into the study to fire up the computer while Kathy-Lee soaked under the shower. Kathy-Lee was wrapped in a long robe when she joined me and handed me a new pair of shoes to wear. "I saw these in the store today and just had to get you a pair honey," she whispered into my ear and playfully teased me through my sticky hose while I put them on. I hadn’t bothered to put my trousers back on so my top half was all man in business shirt and the bottom half was all woman in my pantyhose and fire engine red, four-inch, open-toed shoes.

"Should have painted your toe nails darling?" Kathy-Lee commented as I offered my feet for appraisal.

Then she slipped off the robe to reveal herself. She was wearing a sheer body stocking thing in black with narrow shoulder straps and it covered her from upper chest to her toes. My eyes popped with delight when I saw her in it. Kathy-Lee read my mind and commented that if she was going to be my little love maid for a week she needed an outfit. Then she produced a little tulle skirt in black to go with it and a little white maids hat thing to finish off the picture.

The body stocking I realised had openings at the crotch and behind for easy access and it dawned on me that I might, might, gain access to my lover’s sex for the first time!

Finally my attention returned to the screen and the website as we clicked through the pages to Kathy-Lee’s picture. Her votes tally was rising fast and I smiled devilishly at the total of twent-three. I was thinking what to make her do when we clicked onto my page and the delighted squeal I heard from my girlfriend just beat out my "what" as I looked at my vote’s tally. How could I have sevent-seven votes! "No way!" I almost screeched out the words.

"Hey there are some comments honey" Kathy-Lee said.

With a sinking feeling in my stomach I opened the comments section to read not one, but eighteen comments from different men and one woman about my legs and feet. Most wanted to know if they could slip their cocks between my stocking covered toes and blow their wads. Others wanted to suck on my toes. All were compliments of sorts and all were pretty crude. The woman who wrote one said she wanted to lick her way up my thighs to my pussy!

Disgustedly I shut the page down and turned to see a quizzical looking Kathy-Lee deep in thought.

"What?" I said.

"Well I was just wondering what to do with you if this keeps up?" she replied.

"Nothing!" I retorted sharply.

"Oh really now, seems to me that unless things change by Friday your mine for a week!" Kathy-Lee had a real chirpy lilt in her voice like she was going to enjoy it.

I never got to sample Kathy-Lee’s wares in that outfit as it was packed away for use when and if she got more votes than me. I didn’t raise the topic of votes again that night.

Thursday night it was with trepidation that I ventured online to check the progress of the voting. Kathy-Lee had emailed me at work that day to say she would be working until quite late and not make her dinner or wait up for her. She had to work late occasionally as her company dealt with countries in different time zones, so it wasn’t unusual. I clicked my way nervously through the pages until I reached my darlings little picture and her votes total had climbed to eighty-nine. There were a host of comments from guys about what they’d like to do with her which made me a little annoyed, but these people were so far removed from our world and reality I didn’t let my annoyance last long. So now, if my votes had stopped I would be back with a chance of avoiding a possible week of servitude to my girlfriend. I clicked on my page and was horrified! There in the vote’s field was the figure one hundred and fifty-three! My total had all but doubled in the last twenty-four hours. The comments were now so numerous it took me half an hour to work my way through them. I finally logged off and sat numbly at the computer wondering how such a thing could happen. I thought my girls legs were the best Id ever seen and yet my own legs were attracting so much more attention and praise. This was most disconcerting. I opened up the other photos that Kathy-Lee had taken of me and studied them one by one. Finally I opened up the other photos of Kathy-Lee and viewed a few side by side. I had to admit if I hadn’t known I would say my legs belonged to a girl. Though without doubt Kathy-Lee had the better legs. How could this be happening? I loved Kathy-Lee and I didn’t mind all this nylon stuff, I had gotten used to wearing them and making love in them. The thought though of what she might make me do for a week worried me a little; she could be down right mischievous and a little pushy in the right mood. We had agreed as part of the deal that we’d take a week off each so that whoever won and lost could fully appreciate it. We’d both put in leave requests, which started on Monday. Here I was on Thursday night now beginning to panic that I might lose and be at the mercy of my slightly kinky girlfriend. I began to think I was over analyzing this and worrying too much. Kathy-Lee loved me and if I did lose she wouldn’t do more than have a bit of fun with me. That’s what I’d do to her if I won. I switched the computer off and headed to bed. Kathy-Lee climbed in beside me some two hours later.

Friday I left for work with Kathy-Lee snoring her head off. She didn’t have to be in until later due to her previous day’s hours. All day I was distracted and people noticed but thought it was due to the fact that I was going on holidays for a week. I’d told anyone that was interested that I was going down the coast with my girl and wouldn’t be at home if any sort of disaster occurred at work. In fact we had planned to stay close to home. The day finally came to an end and I locked up my office and headed home. My mind was on one thing though... votes! I arrived home and Kathy-Lee wasn’t around. A note said she was out shopping. I couldn’t stand the suspense I had to find out the totals. I logged onto the net and typed in the now well-used URL. Up popped worldsbestfeet.com and I tiptoed through the pages to Kathy-Lee’s page where her votes total confirmed my worst fears. Staring back at me was the number one hundred and nine.

Knowing I had easily beaten that figure I almost shut the thing off then and there but some morbid sense of pride dragged my fingers to click on my page. The number two hundred and sixteen greeted me, and there was a silver star against my picture? I didn’t know what it meant and was hunting through some of the pages trying to find out when Kathy-Lee arrived home. After greeting her and fixing us a drink each we eventually turned our attention back to the website. I showed her the votes and Kathy-Lee clapped her hands with glee and almost squealed with delight. I also noted the star logo next to my picture.

"Oh wow Chris you’re the girl of the month," she explained.

"Huh, what do you mean?" I asked.

"Simple silly, each month the picture that gets the most votes wins the girl of the month award. The month finished yesterday and you won." Kathy-Lee explained as she guided me around the site to the awards page.

Sure enough there was my name in lights with my solitary leg shot in full screen.

"So what do I win?" I asked?

"Not sure honey, or should I say Carla?" Kathy-Lee said in her most kinky voice.

"Lets see if we can find out, your entry had your email address as part of the registration so maybe its in there?" Kathy-Lee said.

"OK lets see," I said as I opened up my email.

Sure enough there was an email from the website. It congratulated me on winning the monthly prize and asked me if I’d consent to an online interview to be published at the site and to an online chat with some of the registered members? There was no way I was going to do that and I opened up a reply email and began typing the words Thank you for your generous offer but I am afraid I must decline before Kathy-Lee grabbed my hands from the keyboard.

"What gives?" I said.

"Your not going to decline Carla," Kathy-Lee said sternly.

"Damn right I am!" I retorted.

"Hey Chris I won the challenge and I own you for a week my love, and I want you to do it." Kathy-Lee was firm without being overbearing and I could see she was going to enjoy her week.

"Ok my sweet if that’s your command then so shall it be," I said in my most subservient language.

I didn’t have much to gripe about it was only people asking questions, after all my anonimity was safe and Kath would be there all the time to help me.

"That’s a girl Carla, you’ll have fun just you wait and see," Kathy-Lee said and I could see the sparkle in her yes which told me fun was on her mind.

I redid the email replying in the affirmative that I’d be happy to do both of their requests. I had had enough of words-best-feet for the night and got another drink to watch some television with. Kathy-Lee put her shopping away and returned to the living room dressed in her purchase of the other day minus the maid’s accessories, she had a skirt on as well and her ample chest pushed at the sheer material. She had a quizzical look on her face as she stood in the doorway staring at me.

"What," was all I could say?

"Well my dear, we haven’t gotten off on the right foot have we," Kathy-Lee said.

"I don’t follow honey," I replied not knowing what she was on about.

"Ok lets be blunt my sweet. You lost and you’re mine for a week, starting now. You don’t flop on the couch with a beer and TV unless I allow it." Kathy-Lee stated arms folded across her chest and a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Oh your right, please excuse my slovenly behavior Miss Kathy. It won’t happen again, I promise." I replied in my best servant’s voice.

"Be sure that it doesn’t during the next week or more tasks will be added to your load." Kathy-Lee replied. She was right into this.

I put my beer down and straightened up after switching the television off.

"Well Miss Kathy what is my first request," I asked eagerly, I was actually looking forward to the fun we might have this week.

"Ok Carla, I want my feet rubbed," she ordered as she strode elegantly to the couch and sat down near me.

"First remove your trousers, and your business shirt, there will be no ugly man stuff around," Kathy-Lee added.

"Yes Miss Kathy" I said as I bowed my head dutifully and stood up to remove my things.

"And go and fetch your red shoes I gave you this week and wear them back in here."

"Yes Miss Kathy, right away," I replied.

I stepped out of my trousers and picked up all the discarded clothes. I headed to our bedroom where I put my clothes in the laundry basket and hunted out the red sandals. After a struggle I put them on and sashayed back into the living room in just the shoes and hose I already had on from work.

"Good. Now sit Carla," Kathy-Lee requested.

Yes Miss Kathy" I said with a bowed head.

I sat down with eyes downcast, I was sort of into this now and I knew this was going to end in some mutual pleasure, which I was looking forward too. She slipped off her pumps and swung her feet up on the couch so that they landed in my lap. Her heels rested in my crotch and my hardening cock met the weight of her stocking covered feet. I began to lightly rub her toes through the nylon and played my part by not daring to look up. After about twenty minutes my hands were going numb, and Kathy-Lee seemed indifferent to me. Finally she spoke.

"Ok Carla that wasn’t bad for a first time."

"Thank you Miss Kathy," I obediently replied.

"Now lay down on the floor in front of me," she ordered.

Yes Miss Kathy" I said as I took my place on the floor.

I was a bit bemused by this but played along and stretched out on the floor in front of her. She swung her feet down and rubbed them all over me, paying special attention to my cock, which got hard again as it was pinned to my stomach by my nylons. She finally raised her toes to my mouth and rubbed my lips with them.

"I want you to suck my toes Carla," Kathy-Lee ordered.

Yes Miss Kathy" I said.

I began to think this was going too far and went to say so but my mouth was filled with her toes! I looked up at her and she looked at me intently and said nothing. Finally I began to suck on her toes. Now I have to say I had done this with her before as foreplay but right now I wasn’t doing it for enjoyment. Still I had agreed to the wager so now it was her pleasure that I had to accommodate. I sucked the toes on each of her feet for around ten minutes before she tired of that. Kathy-Lee ordered me to fix her a drink and draw a bath. I did these tasks bowing every time I performed them. Kathy-Lee remained aloof and superior in her manner all the while. Finally after her bath I dried her off and dressed her for bed. We then hit the sack and I licked her to orgasm as requested. Kathy-Lee rolled over and went to sleep. I lay there trying to remember the last time she had gotten her off and I hadn’t received something in return. I couldn’t think of one time. As I drifted off to sleep I wondered what the week did hold in store for me.

Saturday morning dawned dull and overcast; I lay in bed trying to find the energy to get up. I heard Kathy-Lee stir and roll over. I leant in gave her a good morning kiss. She responded sleepily. I was about to get amorous when she spoke.

"Good morning Carla, where is my breakfast? Why are you lying in bed? Why aren't you up and dressed and ready to serve?"

That wasn't the response I was expecting but it quickly reminded me of my current status as Kathy-Lee's property. A little reluctantly I rose and went and showered. Not before I apologised coyly to my mistress for my tardiness.

When I hopped from the shower, Kathy-Lee slipped past me into the shower and turned it on. While I was drying myself she began listing her requests of her house maid.

"Ok Carla, you'll find your uniform in the spare bedroom. I want you dressed and ready to attend me by the time I am out of this shower. "

"Yes Miss Kathy," I responded with a smile in my voice.

This was going to be great fun I thought. Then I entered the spare bedroom I found an outfit for me to wear. I guess I should have expected the fetish wear. It was a complete maid's outfit right down to the cap, apron and frilly white knickers. There was even a pair of black platform slides with a clear plastic sole for me to wear in my size. A black shoulder length wig was sitting on a wig stand with a sticky note labeled Carla on it. I put it on and added the little white cap. As the water ran I slipped into the white blouse, black skirt, apron and the rest of the ensemble. I had never cross dressed before this moment although I guess I had been led to this point in a way. I slipped into the shoes as the shower stopped. Scurrying to the bathroom I was greeted by a dripping Kathy-Lee who was frowning. I grabbed a towel and tended to her. I actually got to dry her crotch which was not covered in nylon for a change.

Kathy-Lee now dried walked from the bathroom to the bedroom without a word and stood in front of her wardrobe. I followed as best my shoes would allow me. She silently scanned her outfits before choosing a simply black summer dress with white flowers from the hanger. I helped her into it and waited while she moved to the draw and retrieved a pair of black satin panties and a pair of black sheer hose. She held them out to me and I realised I had to put them on her. I was soon on my knees slipping the panties up her legs and over her crotch and then as she sat on the end of the bed I rolled the hose up and slipped one leg then the other up her thighs and made sure they were on properly. She slipped into a low heeled pair of white sandals and headed out to the kitchen, again without a word. I followed trying not to totter off my heels.

In the kitchen Kathy-Lee wandered around as if inspecting it. Finally she spoke.

"Well Carla, this kitchen is a mess. Please have it spotless after you make my breakfast. I will have just toast and coffee, you shouldn't have any trouble with that. Even the most hopeless of maid's can do that much." Kathy-Lee said in a rather dismissive tone.

I began getting the toaster out and the bread and butter, when all of a sudden I felt a slap on my backside! I spun around to see my girlfriend with a devilish grin on her face and a wooden spoon in her hand.

"It's Yes Miss Kathy, straight away Miss Kathy. You, stupid, dumb, bitch." Kathy-Lee snapped as she slapped the wooden spoon into her open palm for effect.

"Yes Miss Kathy, sorry Miss Kathy," I replied while rubbing the sore spot on my rump.

The frilly knickers and hose hadn't softened the blow much and had been sharp to say the least. I began to think I had created a monster. Kathy-Lee just grinned and sat at the kitchen table. She was going to make the most of this that was for sure. I began to get our breakfast ready and soon was sliding a plate of toast under nose with a coffee. I was dishing mine up to sit and eat when Kathy-Lee informed me I was carrying a few extra pounds and she didn't what one of those fat maids. She told me to throw my toast in the bin and stick to a coffee only. That was taking things too far.

"Listen honey I know this is deal but surely you're taking"

"Stop right there Carla," she snapped. "Before you say another word lets get something straight. We have a deal. Do we not?"

"Yeah, but"

"That is Yes Miss Kathy and there are no buts. While this deal is in place let me remind you I am the boss and I make the decisions in this house. Carla if you want me to up and leave for the week and go overseas for a break now is your one opportunity to say so and I'll be gone. Otherwise if you say nothing I will take it as agreement to the deal in full."

"Yes Miss Kathy" I responded a little shocked.

"Oh I see well I best pack my bags then," Kathy-Lee said and began to get up.

"No, I mean, I didn't mean yes to your question I was just responding as you want me too. I meant yes to your terms. Not to you leaving for the week." I was blubbering at the thought of my love leaving me alone.

"You are a poor excuse for a maid Carla, honestly, can't you understand a simple request. Damn my toast is cold. Make a fresh batch and be quick about it." Kathy-Lee snapped her demands.

"Yes Miss Kathy. As you wish,"

I replied like a real maid that was flustered at her lack of ability to keep her mistress satisfied. I think I even bowed! I began a fresh batch of toast and was buttering it when I got another swat on the back of my legs because Kathy-Lee felt it was taking too long. This blow brought a small tear to my eye as it stung. The tear was also prompted by the mere thought Kath would up and leave. She seemed so serious I wasn't about to challenge her on it. I began to realise how deeply I loved her.

I served up the fresh toast and stood, not knowing what to do with myself. Kathy-Lee looked up and senses the same thing.

"Don't just stand there like a fool Carla. Go and clean something or wash something for god's sake. Do the breakfast dishes will you. This kitchen needs to be wiped clean form top to bottom Carla. All the pots need to be scrubbed and the glasses washed so they gleam. The oven is black with caked up gunk and the fridge needs to be cleaned out and defrosted," Kathy-Lee said before drawing a breath.

"Yes Miss Kathy. I will attend to those chores immediately." I responded with a bow of my head.

I wasn't sure if this was the fun part of this deal and I hoped not because this wasn't what I had in mind. Kathy-Lee was pointing out item after item that needed doing in the kitchen as she ate.

"No you won't Carla, right now you will attend to me," Kathy-Lee said with a glint in her eye.

"Yes Miss Kathy," I said with a smile knowing she wanted to play.

Kath slid from her chair and moved to the living room. She sat on the couch so she was facing me and she slowly spread her legs and hiked her dress hem up to her thighs. She cocked a finger and curled it to motion me to come to her. I stepped forward until I was standing over her.

"Lets see if you can get this next task right Carla. Down you go and be quick about it." Kathy-Lee's tone told me it was play time.

"Straight away Miss Kathy," I responded cheerfully and dropped to my knees.

I leant forward and placed my hands on the floor for support and buried my face between her legs. For the next few minutes I licked and nibbled like a crazy man while Kathy-Lee ran a hand through my hair and told me at least I was good for something. My cap fell to the floor just and I felt her orgasm soon after and her thighs clamped tight around my head as she did.

Soon it was over and she was pushing me away and straightening herself up. I stayed on my knees trying to play the part to the fullest, awaiting my command to rise. Kathy didn't issue any such command and finally she rose and grabbed her purse.

"Now Carla I am going to do some shopping and sadly I must pop into my work to finish some business that didn't get done before my leave. I should be back at around six o'clock. While I'm gone I want all the tasks I have mentioned completed by you. I also want you to do the laundry and the ironing that is waiting. Please prepare a nice dinner for our return. Please vacuum this carpet it's filthy. Oh and put on some make-up will you, you look frightful and put your hair up, its untidy hanging down like that! There is also a fresh uniform hanging in the spare bedroom wardrobe; you'll most likely need to slip that on after all that work. We also need fresh towels in both bathrooms."

"Yes Miss Kathy," I replied a little sad the fun had stopped.

"Good, you'll also need to change those hose as you've laddered them! I don't like untidy maids, be fully presentable as maid Carla when I return or face punishment."

"Yes Miss Kathy."

"Do we understand each other Carla?"

"Yes fully Miss Kathy."

"Well then when I return there will be maid waiting with a nice meal ready and a spotless house."

"Yes Miss Kathy."

With that she picked up her car keys and was out the door. As her car motored off down the road I was left sitting on my haunches in the kitchen, in a maid's outfit, a dozen chores to complete and dinner to prepare. I had to put on make-up which was the final touch of full feminization and I had to stay in this outfit all day. I slowly got to my feet. What has just happened I wondered? Did I just agree to everything as part of this most votes bet? Yes I did agree, didn't I? Why was I talking to myself? With a deep breath I decided on first things first. Wandering to the bedroom I lay down and stroked myself to the biggest orgasm I had in a while. There was mess everywhere and luckily I had managed to disrobe enough not to ruin my outfit. The clock said ten-thirty; I had about seven or eight hours to get through everything. I lay on the bed and relaxed, shouldn't be much trouble. I began to see Kathy's plan. She was testing to se if I was up to it, I reckoned if I did succeed in her requests a bigger prize awaited me! Might this be the time we go past the nylon sex?

I woke with a start still on the bed. The clock said two pm.

"Fuck it!"

Within seconds I was on hands and knees in the kitchen spraying the oven with that cleaner stuff. While that was working I did the pots and glasses. I dusted the bench tops and wiped down all the surfaces. I mopped the wooden kitchen floor and then removed the over cleaner stuff and wiped it out so it was clean. Damn the fridge! I switched it off and removed anything that was out of date.

I took a breather and saw the clock said three fifteen. I went and grabbed my panties and put them on and a fresh pair of pantyhose. Kathy had me in black sheer hose with a seam so I looked like a real maid. The ironing! Out with the ironing board and a basket load done while the washing machine did a load. The fridge had split water everywhere while it defrosted and I slipped in it as I headed to the laundry to remove the wet clothes from the washer. On my backside with a thud. The feeling of icy water soaked through my panties and hose. No time to worry about that. Rubbing my sore backside I hauled the washing out to the line and scowled at the dull weather which wasn't going to get things dry today. Back inside it's four o'clock. Bloody hell make-up. The spare bedroom had some set out, I never gave it a thought before now. Sitting at the mirror I trowel on foundation lipstick, mascara, etc. Four attempts later I go with what I have on as the clock is ticking. Dinner damn! I pull out the recipe book and try to see if there is something nice we haven't had in a while, hmm a nice pasta dish and I have all the ingredients too. Pots bubbling with pasta sauce going ok. Vacuuming! A quick run around the main areas as dinner perks along. Kitchen floor also mopped up. I Would love to change my knickers which are wet and icky. No time now, its five forty-five. Ok dinner just about done, we should enjoy this meal, Kathy-Lee will be so surprised I got everything done, and she won't know I had a snooze for a few hours either. My other uniform, I need to change, as I'm actually filthy. This uniform is like a one piece bodice and skirt, bloody short! If only I had a spare pair of these frilly knickers. Towels! I've got to put fresh towels in both bathrooms. What the heck for? Oh well a maid's day is never over it seems. Is that her car, god quick do the towels and be ready for her in the kitchen. Unlock and open the front door on the way past.

"Phew, I just made it through. I'm going to enjoy this dinner!"

To be continued

Last Updated on January 2 2005

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It was probably three months into this slightly strange but totally satisfying relationship that Kathy-Lee informed me that she had to go overseas for her work. I was at that moment heart-broken that my honey would be separated from me, we hadn’t spent a day out of each other’s company since we’d met. Kathy-Lee explained it was important that she went and that it would only be for a week or so.