He just could not think ofa way to tell her that he didn't want to wear a dress. As they were heading home Margaret said to him, "I know you wouldrat...er wear a shirt and jeans but you look so cute in that dress. I really appreciate you doing this for me. It makes me feel verywarm just knowing you are wearing those clothes and when I see youin them it causes little explosions with my feelings. I know youare too good to me but I love it. Tomorrow why don't you wear thatred one with the white. The store Lisa parked up in front ofwas a uniform outfitter. I had imagined Lisa dressing me in someextremely short French Maid outfit with multiple layers of frothyunderskirts, or perhaps something very sissified in bright pink. Instead,Lisa bought me four, rather traditional, hotel maid's dresses. They weredark grey, almost charcoal colored and knee-length with long sleeves andtrimmed with white at both collar and cuffs. Each also came with a smallwhite apron tied around my waist and was. Then i removed her dress and then her heels and make her sit on bed . I was standing and she unbutton my jeans and take off my shirt . we went for a long smooch. I removed her pink bra and panty and start sucking her tits and my hands were continuously rubbing her clits . Slowly I moved my tongue in her navel and teasing her body. She undressed my boxer and start stoking my dick and take it in mouth she was using her tongue wisely. My precum was on tongue which gulped nicelyThen I make her lie. Getting out of the taxi Ray paid the driver, grabbed their bags, and made their way into the garden of sand. Stopping just inside, Ray and Bridget eyed the garden and its fruit trees growing around the edge of the whitewashed walls."How the hell can you grow fruit trees in sand?" Ray said nudging Bridget.Dropping their bags where they stood they, climbed the steps to the roof. As Ray met him, Dan had a grin bigger than his face should be able to make. Dan expected a huge greeting or another hug.