"You don't have any choice, they will beat you up and make you dress likethis anyway," sighed Dave."Come on now, we'll help you dress, or we'll all be...in trouble," said Mike,holding up my Maid's costume as he spoke.Like a rabbit caught in the headlights I meekly stood there as the 3 mendressed me in a manner similar to themselves. Humiliatingly I was clad in ablack Basque, stockings, 5 inch high heels, panties, and a tiny silk Maidscostume complete with white apron and cap.Within minutes Mary. . home early..."She tried not to slur her words, but even to her own ears, her words were a dead giveaway of her condition. She struggled up to a sitting position, pulling her skirt down over her thighs. Her ass was still bare against the couch. The feeling made her cunt quiver. She was afraid to look the boy in the face again. She waited for him to say something. When nothing happened, she looked up timidly.On Dick's face, she saw the same helpless arousal she had seen in the eyes of the. All I wanted to do was kiss him, touch him, lick his body, and pretty much anything else he wanted me to do. I was hopelessly, uncharacteristically hooked.One of the first few days we were together laying on his bed, we were talking and playing around. He reached over and spanked my ass ever so gently. I was surprised, and pleasantly so, I might add. I must have let out a moan, or moved in some positive way, because he began spanking me slightly harder on both of my ass cheeks. I had never been. I watered everything very well and even sprayed off the front walk and my truck. I was rolling up the house when I heard the front door open. I was in the bushes with the house when they walked out. I stayed bent over until I heard my wife say look my husband is home . She was pointing at my truck. I stood up then and said hey sweetheart. The poor fellow almost turned white. I knew I had better ease the tension so I said I just got home and saw the plants looked dry so I watered them. My wife.