By this time some of my clothes I had kept at John's house as he often picked me up from work and we would go back to his house. That Friday we went back to his house as usual. Once in I was told to shower and he would usually pick out a dress for me to wear. I was sort of getting use to this by now. I stepped out of the shower into the bedroom. I could hear John downstairs. He had laid out a black dress I had worn before with black tights and black bow style pumps.
It didn't take me long to get ready. I went downstairs and John complimented me. I asked if I could ditch the tights at it was still quite warm. "You know the rules about hoisery Kate" was the reply. Darn it, worth a try though.
That evening we went on a river boat. It was lovely. We had a meal and there was a jazz type band playing. Not really my type of music but it was good. Several times through the meal John would lean over and brush my hair back. Don't know why I remember that. He said he prefered my hair tied back so it would not hide my face!
After the evening ended I was glad to leave the boat. I was overheating. We talk a walk down the river bank back to the car. I had a few to drink, not drunk or anything but perhaps more flirty than normal. He told me his feelings for me which was lovely, how we wanted me to move in etc but he he wanted our first time to be special. He said outright again that the weekend would be seperate rooms. By now I almost wanted to sleep with him that night.
When we got home the wine effect had worn off. He said tomorrow and Sunday his house was mine. What did he mean?. Well he wanted me to take on the role of the woman in the house. He mentioned it before. Perhaps it was a trial before he would officially ask me to move in. I actually wanted to. Up until now he had done everything and I mean everything from paying for all out trips, to flowers, chocolates and even my darn clothes. I wanted to impress!
We kissed good night and he went to the spare room. I took off my dress and at last freed my legs from the tights and tossed off my shoes and fell straight to sleep.
I woke up to find John in the beddoom. Dam it. I wanted to get up early and cook him breakfast. I asked what time it was. 10:30 he said. I felt bad I looked around the room at my clothes I had thrown down and felt bad.
Come on he said, we will have to go for breakfast. I am not happy the way you take your clothes off. Its like a teenage girls room in here. Tidy up before you come down. I also want to buy you some night dresses. Its something I forgot. I don't want you sleeping in just your underwear.
I quickly got dressed and picked the clothes up from the floor. I wore a skirt he had requested with some navy tights and a white blouse. I darted down the stairs and we drove off.
I could sense he was annoyed. I had let him down. We went into a department store and he bought us both breakfast. He touched on my attitude and I tried to smooth it over. I knew now that I would have to been on my best behaviour.
We went shopping, or should I say John chose. He bought 3 very frilly white night dresses, and then went to the lingerie section. I am sure some people must think he was a crossdresser as he was the one that showed any interest. He picked out several pairs, all white again with varying styles. Non I would of chosen my self. I really didn't lilke the night dresses either. I had always slept in a t-shirt and knickers before.
On the way back we talked more and after our chat I wanted so much to please him by doing what he asked. On return to his house he sat down in the chair to watch some rugby match. I started in ernest by cleaning the kitchen and dining room. I didn't want to vacuum the lounge as he was watching tv. He called me over and asked for a drink. This sound strange but I really loved to wait on him. It felt right. I didn't actually like the cleaning side but it was pleasing him.
When I bought his drink over it was half time and he put the drink to one side and pulled me onto his lap. It was a surprise and he had never been so forthcoming before. He kissed me for what felt like for ever. Would he go further? I wanted him to. He pulled away and then began to stroke my legs. As he stroked my legs my tights began to pull down slightly and I got one awaful wedgie. It felt strange.
Shortly after the match continued and he told me to carry on with the housework. That was me told!
Later that day I tried to cook tea. John made some comments but I think he liked it. I served it to him and then cleaned the table away. It took my quite some time to clean up and by then John was watching a film on tv. I sat down and after about 10 minutes feeling exhausted after all the cooking and cleaning. I started to watch the film and a sexual scene came on. Nothing too bad but John switched the tv off and told me to go to bed. I asked why and he said he didn't want me watching "this type of stuff". I complained bitterly but he repeated it. I swallowed my pride and went upstairs. As I got to his bedroom I remembered I would be wearing a night dress. I undressed and put away my clothes away and slipped on the night dress. It felt very feminine and I felt very girly as I glanced over to the mirror. I jumped into bed and shortly after John came up, said nothing, kissed me on my head and went the spare room.
Sunday came and I got up on time after going to bed early and cooked him breakfast. It felt good again. I had agreed to see my mum for lunch so John dropped me off shortly after. I remember as he drove off thinking I can't wait to see you again even though I disagree with you. Is this love?
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