School Days ( I didn't write this ) - Sex Stories

School Days ( I didn't write this )

... shoulders and back. Lifting the yielding boy's arms, she swabbed under them and then moved lower over his chest and lathered his stomach. As Christine sat passively, the strikingly beautiful maid reached beneath the surface and no part of his anatomy unwashed. Taking a soft washcloth, she began to wash the makeup from his still beardless face. "Close your eyes, dear" she warned as she gently cleaned the last vestiges of mascara and eyeshadow from his eyelids. Using the long hose sprayer, she rinsed the soap off him, and then holding a soft towel up, had the boy step from the tub. After Christine was properly powdered, Carolyn had him sit on the bed as she selected his wardrobe for the afternoon's excursion. A little over an hour later, Carolyn came into the den where Mary was waiting. She no longer wore the brief maid's outfit, but instead showed off her stunning figure in a long blue silk gown. Mary, too had changed for their dinner out. Though certainly not a beauty queen, the older woman still looked elegant in a stylish black suit. "Is our guest ready?" Mary asked. "Yes, Ma'm, she'll be right down." With that, Carolyn called up the stairs "Come down, Honey. We're ready to leave." Christine appeared at the top of the stairs. She was a lovely vision in white. The maid had certainly chosen well for there wasn't a hint of masculinity left in the boy, rather he (now she) looked the perfect little princess. The dress was all white lace accented by delicate pink satin bows ...

... across the bodice and at the puffy sleeves and hem. From their vantage point, the two women could easily view what must have been several layers of crinolines under the wide almost floating skirt. Around his waist was a four inch wide pink satin sash tied at the hip with a huge bow. He stepped carefully down the steps, his feet in white patent leather mary janes, highlighted by white anklets trimmed with a turned down pink lace cuff. Short white gloves covered his hands, each tied at the wrist with matching pink satin bows. His hair was styled exquisitely, his blond curls piled high and circled with a tiny little tiara. Though the dress gave the impression of girl no older than seven or eight, Christine's makeup appeared dramaticly more grown up. It was obvious that in addition to lipgloss, blusher and shadow, Carolyn had also made use of false eyelashes. His eyes lowered, he stood at the bottom step and finally, his long lashes fluttering, looked up expectantly at his host. "Oh Christine, you look absolutely wonderful" exclaimed Mary, thoroughly pleased at the latest transformation. "I wish Susan could be here to see how darling you are." After donning their wraps, the two ladies led the daintily dressed girl to the car for the drive downtown to the restaurant. Though a small town, the eatery was crowded with those who had opted for Thanksgiving dinner out. The restaurant was the finest in the area, it's oaken paneling and velvet d****ries giving an impression of aged elegance. ...