I Do This for You
Copyright© 2009 by RH Music
Chapter 4: Kathryn gets a boyfriend
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Kathryn gets a boyfriend - Paul becomes enthralled by his apartment neighbor down the hall and submits more-or-less willingly as she turns him into her personal maid. But then she gets a boyfriend, the boyfriend has needs, and things get weird...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Reluctant Coercion TransGender CrossDressing DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Oral Sex
Shit. I ran back to my apartment and checked on the contract. After signing them, I had made my own copies to keep. I am ashamed to admit that sometimes I read them while masturbating.
I read through the clauses... "I will clean all of the dirty clothes...", "For each and every item of clothing I find in Kathryn's apartment...", "panties, briefs, or underpants..." "intimate contact with the wearer's crotch..."
Shit, shit, shit!!! The clauses were entirely about all clothes in the apartment - regardless of who wears them. Damn it! Nothing about Kathryn's clothes specifically at all.
Had she known this was going to happen? I wondered. Had she thought ahead to the time when men were going to be spending time in her apartment? Was she wondering what I would do? Was this some kind of test to see how far she could push me?
I crossed the hall back to her apartment, with the phrases from the contract fresh in my head.
"the most soiled spot", "the most pungent possible smell", "intimate contact", "worshipful kiss"...
Could I do it?
I walked over to the pair of white briefs. I picked them up. They were Calvin Klein. I looked inside to the gusset which was stained with sweat and still a bit damp to the touch.
I hesitated, looking at it.
As I hesitated, something odd happened. I suddenly became very aware of my situation. I looked up at the mirror, and saw a maid, dressed in a sensible serving-girl's uniform, grey with white trim, a full-length lacy white tea apron covering my bodice and front. I could feel my breasts, I became very aware of the stockings hugging my legs, of the bra straps wrapped around my shoulders, my waist cinch, the sensible cotton woman's panties cupping my hardening penis...
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