Only Man In office - Part 7

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When Michael talked to his wife in the evening, he told her how the day went and that Mrs. Sinclair and Mrs. Sharp were really pleased with him. Christine was really pleased to hear that too. Even when Michael asked her if she was ok with him being on duty as a waiter for Mrs. Sinclair and the company party, she agreed.

"I think it is a wonderful opportunity for you to become accustomed to serving a lot of women, and it would improve your serving knowledge. And maybe you can even take over some more household chores here then. When I saw you yesterday serving me tea, dressed so neatly in my frilly apron, I thought about having you serve me in the future as my live-in maid. I would be thrilled to have a maid in the house, and you could even be my parlor maid, dress me up in the mornings, and undress me in the evenings," she said with a warm smile. "Would you like that, dear?"

"I would love to do anything for you that pleases you, my dear darling," Michael replied. "And if you like to have me serving here as a maid, properly dressed in a uniform, then it would be a pleasure for me to serve you like that."

"I'll think about it, Honey. But if I decide to do that, you would be even more under my thumb. You know, a maid is not to question any decision that the lady of the house makes. You will have to do what you're told and obey every one of my wishes. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Ma'am, that is very clear to me," Michael replied. "I'll do as you wish."

"That's ok, Michelle. We will try that out in the next few days. But for now I want you to be my slutty lover in the bedroom," she responded with a grin. "Come here and let me unlock you. You still have some duties to do for me."

When Michael arrived at the office, he told Mrs. Sharp that his wife thanked her for the invitation and really looked forward to meeting her and her husband. Mrs. Sharp asked him what they did that evening and was pleased to hear that Michael pleasured his wife in the same way as he pleasured her at the office. She was really interested to hear that he did not have regular sex as a man afterwards and that he still wore his chastity device all through the night.

"You are so brave, Michelle. That is exactly what I want to hear from you. I'm pleased when you do everything for your wife's well-being and don't necessarily please her as a man anymore. And I want you to wear your chastity device for longer periods, even at home. Get used to that feeling that you can't use your precious penis on your wife, and you will please her as a woman instead." With that, she rose to her feet and went to a drawer in her office.

When she came back, she laid out a penis-shaped device with a thinner base with a support foot on her desk and smiled at him. "I want to introduce you to something special, dear. This is a butt plug, and I want you to wear it at the office from now on. It may give you pleasure in being filled out in your bottom, and if you get used to wearing your plug, we can even replace it with a vibrating one. I want you to feel pleasure more like a woman, and I'm sure your wife will love that too."

Michael was speechless. He should wear that thing in his ass? Embarrassed, he looked at Mrs. Sharp, but there was no mercy in her eyes. "What are you waiting for, Michelle?" she asked. "Go and lock the door. Then come back over here and lift your skirt, pull down your panties, and bend over my desk." He did as he was told, and when he was lying over her desk, he felt something wet and slippery on his butt. Mrs. Sharp had opened a bottle of lubricant and was soon smearing some of it on and around his butthole.

Then she did the same with the tip of the butt plug, and a few seconds later Michael felt the tip of the plug entering his hole. It was not a bad feeling, but it was so strange that he was plugged by his demanding boss right there in the office. Soon the plug was all inside him and settled there snugly with the thinner part at the base of his butt muscle. The feeling was nice but a little bit unusual, Michael thought.

"There it is. How do you feel now, Michelle?" Mrs. Sharp asked while pulling up Michael's panties.

"Well, it's not as bad as I thought," Michael replied. "It feels like something nice, I guess..."

"I thought you would like it, my dear. This will bring you some more womanly feelings, and you have to get used to being filled up in your ass. It will help you feel more like a woman, and it will help your feminine walk to improve," Mrs. Sharp was really pleased that Michael did not fight against her will and that he willingly wore the plug now.

"I want you to wear the plug today even when you leave for home. Hopefully you will get used to that feeling and learn to enjoy it. I want you to tell your wife that I have plugged you today and that she should decide if she likes it that way or not. If she doesn't like it, she may let you remove it at home. But then you are to be plugged in first thing in the morning again. When you arrive here, I want you to be securely plugged in from now on." Michael felt shame when he thought about telling his wife about that.

"Maybe Christine will love it too. Some women enjoy their hubbies plugged and used with a strap-on from time to time. Ask her if she could imagine taking you with a strap-on. If she wants to talk to me about that, she can call me. This is my private mobile number..." With that, she wrote down a phone number on one of her business cards and gave it to him. "She can call me anytime she wants me to teach her how to become your mistress."

Michael took her card and put it into his purse.

"'Mistress,' ma'am?" he asked. "Yes,' Mistress. I want her to become the leader in your marriage and that you will have a 'female-led relationship' from now on. Your wife will be your mistress, always in command of everything, and you will obey her every wish, like you are to do right here in the office. Your wife will be your boss at home, like I am up here. You are to treat her like your queen and do everything for her well-being. And now go and bring me a fresh coffee. I need one now." With that, she turned around and sat down at her desk.

Michael went to the kitchen. While crossing the office, he felt the plug inside him and was aware that it changed his walk. Soon he wiggled more with his butt and hips, and he enjoyed the strange feelings. Near the kitchen he met Amy. She was happy to see him this morning and smiled at him. "Michelle, nice to see you. You look lovely, and when I saw you coming, I wondered about your sexy walk. You learned so soon to walk like a lady, great, girl," smiling, she looked him in the eyes. Michael blushed; he was aware of the reason for his more feminine walk, and he didn't want Amy to know that. "Uhhh, yes, Mrs. Sharp let me practice that. She said I have to walk more feminine so as not to attract any special attention."

"You are doing so well. You developed your feminine persona so fast, and now you behave like a born woman for me. I love that and all the other ladies noticed as well. We're so proud of you, Michelle." After such praise, Michael blushed again. "That was so nice, Amy, thank you so much. But I have to hurry to get Mrs. Sharp her coffee. See you and the girls at noon." Amy kissed him on the cheeks, and Michael hurried to the kitchen.

When he entered Mrs. Sharp's office with the coffee on a tray, she enjoyed watching him walk inside.

When he entered Mrs. Sharp's office with the coffee on a tray, she enjoyed watching him walk inside. "I love how you wiggle your ass, Michelle. Keep on doing that; that's so sexy. I guess the men would make eyes at you if there were any around here..." she mocked him. "You are a really sexy girl, my dear. My husband will get very excited when he meets you on Saturday."

The day was uneventful. When it was closing time, he grabbed his coat and the purse and left the office. Even the walk out of the building was distracting him. The special feeling of being filled in the butt was so new and a bit disturbing. He was afraid that someone would realize that he was wearing a butt plug. But when he walked past the other commuters on the way to the tube, he calmed down and even enjoyed the new feeling. Some men were looking at him and surely enjoyed watching his sexy walk. He smiled back at them and went away.

At home he changed into a plain dress and put on his wife's apron. Then he did the dishes as always, and after that started cleaning the bathroom. When his wife arrived from work, she was pleased that he was already done with the housework.

"Oh, Michelle, you are a gem. It's so nice that it's already clean here. You have become such a good housewife, my darling; that is wonderful." Michael blushed.

"I've got a present for you, dear. It's for your lovely duties." With that, she opened her bag and put a package in his hand. "What is it?" Michael asked.

"Have a look yourself, darling. I guess you will be really excited," his wife answered.

Inside was a plain black cotton dress. It was buttoned at the front and with a bow at the back, and it had a white collar. At the waist, attached with two buttons, was a white apron. Michael looked at his wife questioningly. "What is it for?" he asked her.

"It's a professional housekeeping uniform, my dear. I thought that since you already are used to doing all the housework here at home, you should at least be dressed like a professional. It was originally made for the housekeeping staff at fine hotels, and I got it from a hotel supply company. I guess you would look lovely in it while doing your chores over here. What do you think?" she asked.

"Uhhh, I am surprised that you got me such a dress. I thought that you never wanted to deal with my feminine hobby and that you thought that a man becoming a housewife or maid was ridiculous," Michael answered. Deep down inside him he was extremely excited because the thought of becoming a maid for his wife was such a thrill for him, and he always dreamed of such a thing. How was it possible that his wife had taken the initiative now and gotten him a maid's dress? Michael made a questioning face.

"Well, my dear Michelle, it's simple: when I realized that you were forced to become more feminine by your new boss and I had to see you here more often dressed as a woman, I was a bit pissed off. You know that it was not my wish to have a husband in a dress, and I was always scared that sooner or later you would want to dress more often. And now that you are dressed as a woman 24/7, I thought about how I could get my pleasure out of your kinky hobby," she said a bit angrily. "I know that you enjoy your new panties and skirts and blouses and that you would love to be a woman around the clock. And I don't like to do the housework after I come home from my practice. So I thought, Why not combine the pleasant with the useful?"

"From now on you are the maid of the house, and you will do all the cleaning, ironing, washing our clothes, and maybe even sewing. You will have to learn a lot, my dear. In the evenings you will become my personal chambermaid and help me with everything like undressing, my makeup, and making me a hot bath. I am your mistress, and you are to serve my every need. We will try out what it's like to live in a female-led relationship. And after all our neighbors get to know your feminine side on Sunday, there is no reason that you are not to clean the windows outside or go grocery shopping dressed in uniform. I will not do any of that anymore by myself, is that clear?"

Michael gulped. What happened to his lovely wife? Why did she become so demanding in such a short time? Surely her talks with Mrs. Sharp helped her develop such a dominant role in their relationship. But is it really that, what he wanted it to be?

"I decided that if you were dressed all day as an attractive business lady, we have to keep you in dresses afterwards too. But the chores have to be done, and why not by an obedient maid? So you will get to know both sides of being a woman, and you can enjoy everything that you always wanted. And I will get a reduction in my household chores from it," said his wife, smiling. Michael was aware that he was not to question what his wife said. It was clear that he would do everything she asked from now on without any contradiction.

After Mrs. Garrett told him everything, she had him make her a tea and went to the living room. Michael thought about pleasing her, and after he put the tea water on, he went up quickly to change into the housekeeping dress. Finally, he even grabbed the iron and ironed the apron before putting it on. When the tea was ready, he put everything on a tray and brought it to the living room. When he entered in the new dress, his wife smiled at him with an amused face. He thought for a moment and finally said, "Your tea is ready, Ma'am," and put the tray on the table next to her.

Michael is now dressed like a maid in his new uniform at home.

"Thank you, Michelle. You look lovely in your new maid's uniform. But if you come in next time and see me, you will do a nice curtsy for me, and the same when leaving the room. If you have something in your hands, you will do a simple curtsy. If your hands are free, you will grab the sides of your skirt or apron and lift them a bit while doing the curtsy. Come on, show me if you understood that." With that, she made him curtsy for her a few times until she was finally satisfied. When Michael was dismissed from his duties, he was exhausted and went to bed. But his wife had her expectations there too, and he was to perform oral duties on her until she was finally pleased.

When she made him undress, she noticed something strange in the back of his panties and questioned him about it. Michael confessed that he was plugged with a dildo by Mrs. Sharp at the office and that she wanted him to wear the plug on the way home too.

But when he came home and talked to his wife, and she gave him the new uniform, he had already forgotten to tell her about it. His wife was a bit angry and told him so. He should always tell her first thing what happened in the office, especially such special events like that. Michael promised to tell her next time. She was curious about the butt plug and let him remove and clean it to watch it closely. 

She asked him everything about how it felt the first time to be plugged in like that and if he enjoyed wearing it. He confessed that he got used to the feeling of being filled in the ass and that it was a pleasant feeling. So she insisted that he should wear it all night and had him insert it again. 

"Maybe we can find some exciting games using your butt in the future," she smiled.

When Saturday came, his wife was up really early. "Wake up, sleepyhead!" she said to her husband. "We have a lot to do to make you pretty for tonight."

Michael opened his eyes and felt excited but a bit scared for what the day would bring to him. Mrs. Garrett was already dressed in a smart pantsuit and a lovely blouse and eager to put him into a nice dress too. She had already laid out a frilly summer dress in a floral pattern with a white lace petticoat under the wide skirt and a pink leather jacket. Michael was unsure if he would like to be seen in such feminine clothing and asked his wife if that was the only option.

"Well, of course, dear. As I said before, I made the appointment at my hair salon to let them make us beautiful for tonight. All the ladies there know me, and when I made the appointment, I said it was for me and my lovely husband."

"Your 'lovely husband'?" Michael nearly cried out.

"Yes, I said so. You are the one who had the feminine habits and dressed as a woman for years, so get used to the thought that other people get to know that. You are the one who will wear skirts and dresses from now on. And I want them to know that I am the one who wears the pants in our family," his wife said firmly. "And I want the salon ladies there to see what a lovely woman you make, my dear. So this is the dress you will wear today, and no contradiction."

With that said, she laid out the underwear for him too: a satin and lace brassiere corset, a matching garter belt, nude-colored seamed stockings, and white-heeled court shoes. Michael would look like the typical 50's housewife when he enters the salon.

"Now get showered, and then I'll help you with your makeup, dear. I want you to look your best for the salon ladies." With that, she pushed him into the bathroom. When he was ready, he sat down at the dressing table. His wife came to him and started working on his face. Because he was already feminized during the last salon visit with Amy, there was not much to do to make him look lovely. But his wife wanted to use a bright red lipstick on him to create that 50s look.

At last she sprayed him with her favorite perfume, and he was all set. Meanwhile, she was used to seeing her husband dressed as a woman, and she was pleased with what she created. After that she did her own makeup—only a few touch-ups like each day—and they went to go to the salon. It was a short ride in the car, and they reached the salon five minutes before the appointment.

The lady at the reception greeted Mrs. Garrett like a regular customer. When she saw Michael, she glanced and smiled at him.

"Oh my god, this is your husband?" She gasped. Michael blushed in embarrassment and wished the earth would swallow him.

"Yes, this is my dear husband, Michael. But when he is dressed like that, he wants to be called 'Michelle.' So please book him in with that name," Mrs. Garrett told her.

"Welcome here, Michelle. I hope you'll have a nice visit with us," the lady said. "I have you planned to be coiffed by Sandra right now. Your wife wanted to get you some hair extensions and a nice updo afterwards. You are going to the opera this evening?"

Michael blushed. "Yes, we have an invitation to a formal dinner and then to the opera today," he answered.

"You will look so lovely, dear. Sandra is all excited to prepare you for your great outing," the reception lady replied. "Please come over here; I'll introduce you to her. And by the way. This is a very lovely dress you are wearing. I really love that 50s style so much. Too bad it's not really common to dress that way nowadays."

Michael blushed deeply while hearing these compliments.

With that, they walked through the salon, where a few other ladies had already been styled. They all smiled at him when they passed them by. One of them complimented Michael on the great petticoat dress too.

Sandra was a nice-looking woman in her late 30s. When she was introduced, she smiled at Michael and said, "I will try to do my best to get you a wonderful hairstyle today. Please enjoy what we have in mind for you. For sure you will be one of the best coiffed ladies at the opera today."

With that, she let Michael sit in her chair and started working. Mrs. Garrett was placed in the next chair beside Michael, and her hair was worked on by Betty.

First thing, Sandra inserted some hair extensions into Michael's natural hair. That went on for about one hour. When she was pleased with the outcome, she combed out his hair and then put all of the hair in rollers before she placed him under a hot dryer. Michael enjoyed the attention he got and soon was not embarrassed anymore.

When his hair was dry, Sandra put it up and fastened the whole thing with hairpins into a nice updo. In addition, she braided beautiful pearl jewelry and burgundy-colored satin ribbons in the hairstyle. When she was ready, she let Michael see himself in the mirror. He gasped in amazement when he saw himself. It was an overwhelming experience to see himself with such a lovely hairstyle. The hairdo was really suitable for a ball or even for an evening at the opera. The satin ribbons would look lovely together with his wife's ballgown that he was to wear that evening.

Mrs. Garrett was pleased too and praised the ladies' work. After giving a good tip, they left the salon and went home.

When they were back at home, Michael undressed from his lovely petticoat dress. Then Mrs. Garrett sent him in the attic to get her the evening gown she had in mind for him to wear. When he returned with the garment bag, she smiled broadly. "So, my dear, now we'll dress you in the evening gown. You will be the 'belle of the ball' today. Come on, let me help you into your gown."

With that, she helped him undress and put on the wide evening gown with a form-fitting bodice and a tulle skirt. It was not easy for him to dress because the top had a backside lacing, and his wife had to lace him into it securely. When he finally was laced into the gown, his wife was really pleased. "You look fantastic, Michelle. You will turn a few heads today; be prepared," she said, smiling. Then she rushed to get dressed herself in time too.

They had ordered a taxi, and it arrived on time. Mrs. Garrett helped Michael into a short fur coat and gave him a black purse to carry. Besides the gown, he also wore long black satin opera gloves.

Mrs. Garrett herself was dressed in a long black sheath dress, black court shoes, and a red scarf. She looked really lovely but also powerful to Michael. They left her home, and the driver opened the car doors for them. "Good evening, ladies," he greeted them both and helped them with boarding. It was a bit difficult for Michael to get into the car with his wide skirt, but the driver helped him. Michael smiled and thanked him. His wife took over the speaking and told him their destination. Soon they were on the way. Michael enjoyed the ride in such a lovely ballgown and chatted with his wife.

The taxi stopped right in front of the restaurant, and the driver let them out. Michael felt like a princess stepping out of the carriage. After paying the driver, he grabbed his wife's hand, and they both walked inside. The waiter greeted them, and after Mrs. Garrett told him her name, he showed them their table in the middle of the restaurant. The two well-dressed ladies turned a few heads when they walked through the restaurant looking for their table.

Mrs. Sharp and her husband were already there. When they arrived, Mr. Sharp stood and greeted them in a friendly manner. He even gave both ladies an old-fashioned kiss on the hand like the gentlemen always did in old movies. Then he helped them sit down, and especially Michael with his wide ballgown was really glad about that help.

"It's so nice that you were able to meet us, and I hope we will have a wonderful evening, Christine," Mrs. Sharp started the conversation. "Dear, this is Mrs. Garrett and her sweet husband Michael, who from this week on better be known as 'Michelle,'" she said to her husband.

"Hello and nice to meet you, Dr. Garrett. I was so curious to get to know you and your lovely husband," Mr. Sharp said, smiling at Mrs. Garrett. Then he turned to Michael. "Michelle, really nice to meet you too. May I say that you both look so lovely this evening? My wife told me a bit about her new feminized assistant and that you changed so fast from a normal male into such a beautiful woman," he said, smiling.

"I so wanted to meet you in person. Mrs. Garrett, you must be so proud of him now, are you?" He asked Michael's wife.

"Well, to be honest, everything is really new to me, and I never wanted a feminized husband. When your wife got him the only chance to keep his job by becoming her personal assistant, I thought that would be only at work and would not affect our family life," she answered.

"But it wasn't possible because Michelle needed to be made up professionally so she could dress properly for work. And that was not possible to happen only at work. So sooner or later my husband was dressed at home too. But after I talked with Becky..." she smiled at her "... and she introduced me to the lifestyle of a female-led relationship, I got used to that lifestyle in no time. And today I enjoy my dear Michelle dressed so nicely, and I look forward to a lovely evening at the opera too."

Mr. Sharp was pleased to hear that. "Nice that you got used to having such a lovely hubby. I must say that I find it extremely exciting to see her in her feminine beauty and to know that there is a little something in her panties," he said, unmistakably excited.

"But we keep her in strict chastity at the office, dear. So there is absolutely no access to her 'little something' most of the time," Mrs. Sharp added. "Oh, by the way, how do you treat her after work, Christine? Is she locked at home too?"

Michael felt so humiliated hearing his lady boss asking his wife.

"Well, you know that the topic that Michelle is locked on is really new to me, and I have not decided yet how I want her to be at home. Yesterday I kept her locked up all evening, and I must say that I really enjoyed her duties in the bedroom afterwards..." she said, smiling. Michael blushed, not used to being the topic of such a conversation.

"And some days ago I learned that your wife had my Michael plugged with a dildo at the office. That was something I didn't even know until then. But I learned soon that this is something that will bring him more into the feminine role that he plays at work and that maybe I can get some use out of it too," she added with a smile to Mrs. Sharp. Mr. Sharp was really excited to hear Dr. Garrett talk about that.

"We both will learn to handle that new situation, and with the help of your sweet wife Becky, I will try out some of her suggestions for our marriage too," Mrs. Garrett continued. "Oh, I think you and I will have so much fun with the sweet Michelle in the future," Mrs. Sharp added happily.

"Maybe one day you will include me in your fun, dear?" Mr. Sharp asked his wife. "Yes, maybe," Christine answered for her while Mrs. Sharp was smiling at her. "We'll see what the times will bring," Mrs. Garrett said with a smile.

With that, they kept on talking about different other things and enjoyed the superb dinner together. The waiter brought them two bottles of fabulous wine, and the mood became more and more relaxed. When it was finally time to go to the opera, they rose and left for the waiting car. Mrs. Sharp had let Michelle order a stretch limo for that ride, and when they left the restaurant, they were surprised to see the big car. The uniformed driver held open the doors for them and helped the ladies to get in.

Inside was a cooled bottle of champagne waiting for them, and Mr. Sharp poured them all a drink. He was surely the old-school gentleman and treated the ladies with utmost respect. It was a pleasant drive, and Mr. Sharp had some fun with the three ladies.