Thursday, April 24, 2008

Part 3: Dinner and Dessert.

I walked into the living room to announce that dinner was ready, half expecting to catch Linda and Darryl in a compromising position. Fortunately they were sitting on the sofa talking, and with a comfortable space between them. As they came to the table Darryl pulled out the chair for Linda before I had a chance to. Not that I was going to seeing that this was in our house and not something we would do at dinner at home. I noticed the warm smile she gave him. Maybe I was just being over-sensitive.

I had been so fluster by all of this that I had forgotten to remove the apron I was wearing as I brought the food to the table. Darryl remarked that since I looked like the serving maid maybe I should not be joining them at the table. I almost expected Linda to agree with him but was pleasantly surprised when she just laughed and let it drop.

The meal was great, if I do say so myself. The conversation was fun as my appearance was forgotten. Darryl’s wine was wonderful. And I noticed how he made sure that Linda’s glass was constantly full. And Linda seemed to be enjoying the wine as well as she drank more than I remember seeing her do in a long time.

With dinner finished, I was about to remove the dishes when Linda suggested that I leave them and we all retire to the living room to relax and let the meal settle. More conversation followed, however now turning more to my attire as well as my household status as cook, maid, and wife. Linda told Darryl about my 3 encounters the day before while I was cleaning. She even told him how I was dressed while cleaning and how I had served her friends while wearing a French Maid uniform. Darryl commented on how he would like to see that sometime and Linda said that she would have me wear it the next time he came over. So now Darryl knew all about my crossdressing and my assumed role.

Everything was going fine. I was surviving my latest exposure, even if it was to my long time friend. Then a surprise hit.

“How about dessert?” Darryl asked.

“Oh, I concentrated so much on the meal that I totally forgot about fixing any dessert” I informed them.

“Not a problem. We will just go out and eat dessert someplace” he insisted.

When I balked at going out as I was dressed, Linda jumped in. “You stay here and finish your dishes. Darryl and I will go get dessert and be back later. Anyway, you shouldn’t be eating dessert if you plan on keeping your girlish figure.” And with that the two of them headed out the door and into the night as I sat there dumbfounded by the whirlwind that had just hit.

Still in a fog, I did the dishes, cleaned up the kitchen and dining room, and went back to the living room to wait. It had taken me a hour to clean up and I had thought that they would be back by then. But it was almost three hours before I heard the car pull up. I didn’t know if I should go to the door or just sit there, so I ended up just sitting there. I heard laughter as they walked up to the door, again followed by a long silent pause before the door finally opened and they walked in. They looked surprised to see me sitting there.

“It’s almost two. Why are you still up?” Linda asked while still standing next to Darryl.

“I didn’t think you would be gone this long” I replied.

“We went to a bar for drinks after dessert and decided to dance off the calories” Linda said. “Why don’t you go ahead to bed and I will be in soon.”

I was shocked by what she was suggesting. She had been alone with him out dancing and drinking and now she wanted some time alone with him in the house. Fortunately Darryl saved me by announcing that he had to be going as he had an early morning obligation. Linda looked really disappointed by that announcement so I know she was hoping things would continue for awhile longer.

Then the reality hit when she stepped up to Darryl and he took her in her arms and kissed her passionately in front of me. When they finally parted he walked over to me and again gave me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek while calling me Beverly, no longer thinking of me in my male role. Back to Linda for a final kiss and out the door with a wave to us. Linda just smiled at me and took in the astonished look on my face, turned and walked towards the bedroom with a throw-off “that was a fun night, wasn’t it.”

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