I Am Going To Be My Wife's Sissy Maid
My wife and I have agreed that it would be a good idea for me to be her sissy maid, beginning my duties in about two weeks. I'd like to edit and update this story for a few days or even weeks to come to explain how this came to be.
It seems that many stories I read about such things include a great deal of humiliation of the sissy maid. That's not the case with us. If anyone has been humiliated, it has been my wife. For well over twenty years she has handled 99% of all household chores while I not think a thing about it while I'm hanging out in the den watching sports or movies, on the computer, reading, or anything else I want. While we both have reputable professions, hers is certainly the more time consuming and stressful. It is common for her to wake up at 4:30 am, work on job-related paperwork and then be ready to leave the house at 7am. She returns home in the late afternoon or early evening, makes my dinner and then is busy with household chores until shortly before bedtime. Despite my own selfishness with not taking time to help her, she never complains about her need to often pay a cleaning lady to come take care of what is still left undone. I take care of the yard outside, but it is next to nothing as far as time goes compared to all the time she puts in. I've never heard complaints, just how much she loves me. She loves and accepts me for being a loving husband (despite how I've not shown it in the housework) and father to our children, the last of which has recently left for college. While being a 100% heterosexual, monogomous marriage, she does accept my appreciation of lingerie and allows me to come to bed every night wearing panties and a slip or nightgown and the next morning she brings me coffee to drink while I lay in bed to watch the news for a few minutes before getting up. Perhaps it is her understanding, acceptance and unconditional love over the years that is finally getting me to realize I haven't been doing her right, but that I can talk to her about anything.
We were on a trip two weekends ago and she told someone she was going to start having the cleaning lady come back to the house again. I whispered to her that I had an idea that would save her the money and her ears perked right up. She was interested.
I waited til later on when we alone at the hotel getting ready to take a nap. There I was, in a long pink nightgown and matching panties. I asked her if she remembered I told her I had an idea about a good way to save her some money, and she said yes and was wanting to hear it. I told her that it would be cheaper, instead of hiring the cleaning to be done, for me to do it but I would like to wear really nice satin French maid dresses with petticoats, satin panties with lace on the fanny, etc., to take care of all the weekly chores and also have some other dresses to wear most other days to handle the daily chores so she can catch up on work-related paper work immediately after dinner. While she is doing any paperwork or anything else she likes, I will be clearing the table, washing the dishes, making sure we both have clothes ironed for the next day,bringing her tea, etc. I was expecting, at most, a response in the "well, maybe, we'll see, let's think about it" category. Instead, all she asked me was "will you do all three floors?" When I told her of course I would, the response was "oh, heck yes!!!"
Talk about being pleasantly shocked! Not only was she cool with it, she was just wanting to make sure I would be willing to wear dresses long enough to actually get enough work done so she wouldn't have to do it and also to not keep paying a cleaning lady for several hours a week.