Angela, the Real Story of TV French Maid
By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
March 1998
Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my diary entry of the time.
My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life adventure I will never forget, my first adventure, working as a French Maid. I am 5'2", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, but never anything like this.
I will forgo the long and detailed story of how this came to happen, but what I will tell is that I had an admirer contact me and we started to date. Some of the dates were very cordial and nice, while others were very steamy and hot, he was a very sexy and handsome man, about 10 years my senior. He like to see me dress in everything from short skirts to long and formal dresses. His only request at all times was that I NEVER wore pantyhose, only stockings and a garter belt, along with high heels. However, only once did I find myself on me knees very briefly kissing his "Prince", his nickname for me was Princess and I called his lovely 8" member "Prince".
He eventually found out I LOVED role playing and that I have a very large collection of costumes to play a variety of roles, everything from a nurse to a flight attendant to a cheerleader, and yes a French maid. He loved the idea of the French maid and we came up with the pet name of "Angela" as the character. We talked for hours about how he would love to stroke her lovely stocking covered thighs and watch her walk about his new apartment and clean in her 4" black patent heels, eventually servicing his most personal needs. He eventually asked if "Angela" was willing to come over for an afternoon and I agreed.
He then sent me this actual email, and here is exactly what it said:
Would you please tell Angela I will need her services very soon. She should arrive before me and prepare herself. I would need her to come over to my apartment, clean up and prepare a light dinner for me. I would arrive while she was busy working and I would ask that she wear only stockings and high heels with her uniform so that I can glimpse her stocking tops.
I will let Angela know that she has a job opportunity and that she is required to satisfy her employers needs totally and that she must be prepared to bring a spare lipstick in case she runs out with the one she has, her lips must always be 100% perfect.
You are very correct to make sure Angela has her lipstick ready, as I will insist her lips are bright red at all times, especially when she is servicing her employers personnel needs. Hopefully she knows how to take her time and bring her employer to full arousal and then to drink back the reward of her efforts. As well her stockings must be always properly exposed so that her employer enjoys her legs and increases his desire to have Angela please him. I have been spoiled in the past by former servants and require someone with skill to complete their tasks and give me complete fulfillment. If I am disappointed I may have to discipline her, which of course will then make my desire very strong.
If possible Angela should arrive in the early afternoon and pick up a key from the concierge for the apartment. She will let herself in and put on her uniform ready for work, remembering to have her stocking tops very exposed. I will call to confirm that she is busy at work and preparing the apartment for me. I will arrive home at 3:00PM and expect to be greeted as follows, Good to meet you Mr. *** Sir, and then as Sir for the rest of the afternoon. If I am pleased with her appearance I will reward her with the ability to touch me and see if I am aroused. I will expect a few kisses to show that she has the proper credentials to perform her duties later that evening. I as well will provide her with some new stockings in case hers get runs in them from being on her knees later on.
Next at 4:00 PM I would expect a small supper prepared for me. The ingredients would be on hand. I would expect her to prepare my bath while I was eating. After supper at 5:00PM I would expect her to clean up the kitchen, help me with my bath and then join me on the couch so that I can properly caress her legs and give her the opportunity to thank me for allowing her to train under my direction. I would expect her to carefully but sensuously take my hard cock and give it a complete massage before taking it into her mouth and make it explode inside her.
If she failed to do bring me to a complete orgasm I might have to restrain her and discipline her bottom so that she knows of my displeasure. At 6:00 PM I would retire for a nap and Angela could change for her trip home.
The date was set for a Friday afternoon in late March, we talked back and forth a length on how I would arrive and the details of how "Angela" would get into the apartment and leave. Once all the details were set, the days leading up to the big trip were exciting. Angela's employer name was Bob, of course for Angela it was just "sir". The arrangements were set and all I had to do was pack and figure out how to get to Bob's house and prepare for the exciting day. I decided that I would be dressing rather androgynously on the way to Bob's house as it was the next city over, and I would have to present myself as Angela when I picked up the key for the apartment.
There was last phone conversation between Bob and I and it was on the Thursday night, and he basically told me that "Angela" was in for a little surprise. That is all he said and as I went to bed that night, I could help but wonder what was "the surprise", but I was soon to find out.
So the packing began, I backed several pairs of ultra sheer black stockings, my 4 1/2" black patent heels, my uniform of course, my favorite long curly black wig and all of the makeup I would need. As well, an extra lipstick of Bob's favorite colour, as well as Obsession perfume, Bob's favorite.
The day of the adventure came and I was on pins and needles, I packed the car with the bag containing all that I would need and changed into a pair of ladies jeans, nylons and low black heels. I chose a white sweater and applied only a little makeup, some eyeshadow and light pink lipstick. I looked at myself in the mirror, and even with my rather short hair, I looked like a "butch" type of woman and if I got stopped by the police, I am sure they would not say a thing.
I got in my car and I was off to the nearby city and to be a maid for real!, I left at about 12:30, figuring that would give me enough time to drive there and then get dressed and ready for the 3pm call by Bob. I arrived at his downtown apartment and parking in the private parking lot, and the apartment building was really posh, and as I parked and got out of my vehicle, and was surprised by a security guard!. At first I was taken back and was scared, but he was just inquiring as to who I was visiting and in my feminine voice told him, and asked how long I was staying and told him until around 7pm, and he showed me the way to the lobby. Once in the lobby I introduced myself as Angela and was handed a key and was told Mr. XXX was expecting me, and informed me of his apartment number.
I headed up to his apartment on the 15th floor, and found that it was not an apartment at!, but a rather large condo!, with huge windows and a great view of the city of Toronto. Bob already told me were the bathroom was and after picking up a wine cooler from the fridge that he left for me, headed to the bathroom to change, the timing was perfect as it was a little after 1pm. The bathroom was massive with chrome and brass everywhere!.
Since I had already shaved all over baby clean before I arrived, it was time to get dressed. I unpacked my bag and started into my long curly wig, and then lingerie. First things first, I put on my laytex vagina, squeezing my own member, well under, when I was done, it looked like I had a real pussy. Then, a lacy black bra, girdle, garter belt and very carefully rolled up a pair of very, very sheer black lace stockings and snapped them into place. With my "clit" carefully tucked away, I was ready for my uniform. I slipped it on and zipped it up, added my white satin apron and white satin cap, finally my frilly little "sissy pants", and I was ready. A quick glance in the mirror and noted that my stocking tops were clearly visible under the tiny little poufed out skirt.
My makeup application was detailed, but I knew exactly what I wanted. Firstly, the eyeliner was applied dark and thick, like for a formal night out. Eyeshadow was a dark lavender colour, and finally a thick coat of mascara to give my eyes a "dark and sultry look". Blush was applied to be just visible, but not too much. Finally a thick coat of the lipstick Bob loved the taste of so much, and I took the lipstick and shoved it into my bra for easy access later. Final bit of makeup was applying a matching coat of nail polish, that matched the lipstick.
After admiring my makeup job, and waiting for my nails to dry, I took out the Obsession perfume and applied a healthy coat everywhere, wrists, ankles, neck, and even behind my earlobes. The crowing touch was some small diamond earrings and then I slipped into my 4 1/2" black patent heels and was ready to go to work as a maid.
First order of business was to clean up my own mess and pack it away which I did, then headed out of the bathroom to the large condo, the time was 1:40pm, perfect. As I walked around the condo I noticed that a number of books had been left on the floor, scattered about, and I realized it had probably been done on purpose so that Bob could get a good glimpse of my stockings and garters as I bent over!.
Shortly after the phone rang, and I answered it, and it was Bob making sure I was dressed and busy at work. I asked if there was anything specific he would like me to clean and directed me to the kitchen and bedroom to clean, which I did. The bedroom was HUGE, and featured a large king sized brass bed, the bed was not made, so I proceeded to make sure that was take care of first. Then I cleaned up some of the clothes that were lying on the floor and took them to the laundry room. I was walking back from that, and then it happened!, it was 1:50pm and the door to Bob's apartment opened.
At first I thought it was Bob coming home and the place was still a mess, but to my surprise I was caught standing there in horror as a woman walked in the door!, I knew Bob had a girlfriend, but she was out of town!. I froze in horror as she spun around from closing the door and saw me, and then simply walked towards me, holding out her hand, and saying, "Hi, you must be Angela, my name is Brenda, Bob has told me all about you, and oh yes, 'surprise!!'".
I shook her hand and stood there in disbelief, did she know who or what I was?, I simply answered back in my feminine voice, "nice to meet you mam". She spent the next 5 minutes talking with me as she stood there with her briefcase and coat on, making comments like, "Bob said you were good looking, but you are as 'cute as a button'", and "so you are the 'full service maid'", she walked all around me looking me up and down, and finally coming in front of me and then staring me in the eyes and said, "well Angela?", making motions to her coat and briefcase. I quickly helped her off with her coat and hung it in the front closet and then walked behind her carrying her briefcase. She sat down on the large sofa in the living room and I handed her the briefcase. "Thank you Angela, that will be all for now", I curtsied her and continued to clean up around the house.
Brenda was an attractive 46 year old looking woman, nothing spectacular, but had large breasts and was dressed typically as any business woman in the downtown Toronto core. Red silk blouse, knee length black skirt, matching blazer, black hose and around 3" strappy black heels. Her makeup was the most striking thing about her, done to perfection, and she wore a very floral smelling perfume.
I could hear her making business phone calls and such as I was cleaning up little messes here and there. I was then walking through the living room and she was staring at me as she talked on the phone. She covered the receiver and asked, "Angela, please get me a glass of wine, and wine is in the fridge". I got her the wine and brought it to her, standing in front of her, waiting to be dismissed.
She hung up the phone and made the comment about how I could walk for as long as I have in the heels I was wearing. I explained it was part of the job and it did not bother me. She told me her feet were killing her and that would like me to remove her heels and massage her feet. I quickly complied and dropped to my knees and slid her feet out her heels and slowly started massaging her stocking covered feet. She kept telling me how good that felt and starting asking me questions and commenting on who did my makeup, and how nice it was. I answered her and as she relaxed and I massaged her feet, the next request came, "you can appreciate how my calves must feel wearing heels all day, please massage them now".
I was not looking up at her, but I could feel her eyes burning through the back of my head as massaged her calves. After about 5 minutes, the next comment came, "My thigh muscles also ache, can you please take care of them now?". I looked up at her and started moving my hands up her skirt towards her thighs, in doing so was pushing her skirt higher and higher up her thighs, she just smiled back and sipped more on her wine. A few minutes later, still staring at me she softly said, "higher", I did as I was told and eventually was at her crotch, her skirt was completely around her waist by now. She then reached down and guided my right hand to her crotch and looked at me and said, "Angela, find it and massage it", I looked back and asked, "it mam?", she grinned and uttered, "your a woman, your should know what 'it' is".
My thumb explored her crotch and found her "it", and starting massaging her swollen clit. I could smell her musty scent and hear her groan as I went back and forth and around. After a minute or so, she stopped and asked me to sit with her on the couch, telling me not to stop rubbing her clit through her pantyhose. She then made a comment about how sweet I smelled and wanting to taste the lipstick Bob talked about so much and proceeded to kiss me hard on the lips. Her kissing was passionate, our tongues danced together and I continue to rub her clit through her pantyhose. She then stopped all of a sudden and declared, "I cannot take this anymore!, let's see how 'full service you really are', come with me".
She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me into the bedroom, once in the bedroom, I pulled out my lipstick and applied another coat, as per Bob's instructions. Brenda commented, "that's right my dear Angela, lips always perfect and red, now undress me". I removed her jacket and blouse, and finally her skirt, hanging them all up neatly. I caressed her breasts gently outside of her bra before removing it. When I did her huge tits flopped out, 38DD's at least, I did not touch them, but proceed to kneel down and remove her pantyhose. Once those were off, Brenda was just dressed in a plain pair of white cotton panties, which I slowly removed. She kicked them off as I slid them down and found myself staring at a 40 year old woman's shaved pussy with a clit at least an 3/4" long, it was huge.
She asked me to remain on my knees and as she lay back on the bed, ordered me to lick her. I started licking fast and furiously, making sure to hit all of the sensitive spots. Before I know it she was bucking wildly with an orgasm, then another, then another, I must have licked for 15 minutes before she finally stopped me. I remained on my knees as I could see her starting to calm down, "Angela, you have other work to do before Bob gets home, I suggest you get it done" is what she uttered.
I picked myself up and headed straight to the bathroom were I fixed up my makeup and applied another coat of lipstick. I was done straightening up and started to go about the house, picking up papers and such and tidying up, it was 5 minutes before 3pm.
I was in the kitchen finishing the last of the dishes when I heard the front door open, I quickly made my way to it and there was Bob, dressed from work and looking handsome. I took his coat and hung it up and curtsied him. He moved towards me and gave me a long and inviting kiss, caressing me all over my body, enjoying the lovely lacy panties I was wearing. Then he reached around and grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch, I felt his cock straining through his pants. He broke our kiss and with my hand still on his crotch, he told me that was for later and that I should get back to work.
I curtsied him and then headed back to the last job I was doing to finish up. I heard Bob and Brenda talking as I worked and knew they where probably talking about Brenda seducing me. I walked through the living room from the kitchen for the first time, and there was Brenda in a silky cream coloured nightgown lounging on the couch, with Bob sitting next to her. Bob asked me to come close to him and turn around, he slowly caressed my legs and then a second pair of hands caressed me right from my stocking tops to my heels. I just stood there and Bob was making comments about how silky smooth my legs were and how pretty of a maid I was. Bob then asked me to turn around and as I did he got up off the couch when he did, both Brenda and I noticed the bulge straining in his pants, and Brenda instinctively grabbed for it. Bob quickly told her, "No Brenda, that is Angela's, that is her reward for a job well done". Brenda looked a little miffed, but stood up and announced she was heading for a shower and that he should have fun with his "new toy", and Bob responded back that he will.
With that Bob kissed me deeply and caressed me all over, I responded back, and checked the bulge in his pants and I could feel that there was some wetness coming through. The time was almost 3:45 and Bob made a note of that and said I should get started on dinner. I retired to the kitchen and started to prepare the meal Bob had requested, and every once in a while he would come in to the kitchen for more wine. As he did he would caress me all over and expect another nice long kiss of my always freshly painted lips, and expect me to check his pants.
When dinner was finally ready, I found Bob and Brenda sitting at the dining room table, Bob still in his suit and Brenda in her long cream colored robe. I served dinner, nearly tripping a couple of times, but once they were set eating what I had prepared, I went to the bathroom and started to run Bob's bath as requested. Once that was done I went back to the dining room and stood next to Bob as requested and my legs were being caressed by him, as he finished up his meal. When they were both done, Brenda retired to the living room and Bob asked me to follow him to the bathroom, which I did. Once in the bathroom, Bob asked me to strip him for his bath, and hang up his clothes in neatly in the bedroom. He brought my face to his and as we passionately kissed I started to take his jacket and tie off, along with unbuttoning his shirt. Once he was naked from the waist up, I moved to my knees again and started with the belt of his pants and could see the bulge seem to grow as I unbuttoned his pants and slowly lowered them.
Eventually, I was staring directly at a large tent, and as I lowered his boxer shorts, there was my "Prince", standing proudly with the tip covered in pre-cum. "Give it a little kiss Angela", was his request, I gave the head a kiss, leaving a lipstick mark, and I stuck my tongue out and licked a little pre-cum. "Cannot wait to give you your 'payment' my dear", was his words as he slipped into the tub, "now hang up my clothes, clean the kitchen then return to help me, I will save the best part for you to clean.
I got up off my knees and hung up his suit and tie and then returned with a soft white robe and left it in the bathroom as I went back to the kitchen. I walked through the living room, I walked past Brenda, who was lounging in a comfortable chair sipping on a glass of wine listening to soft music, she made the comment as I walked by, "I cannot believe you are still on your feet in those 'stilts' Angela?". I responded "no problems mam", and headed into the kitchen to do the dishes. Thank heavens for dishwashers and in no time the kitchen was clean.
I returned to the bathroom, and Bob commented that he was glad that it was so quick as he was almost done, and that he saved the best for last. He handed me the soap and a washcloth and told me that I should make sure my Prince is nice and clean. I knelt beside the tub and used both hands to soap up Bob's now erect member and balls. I stroked up and down with the washcloth, to clean up the soap and Bob just sat back and moaned. When I was done, Bob got out of the tub, I dried him off quickly and handed him his Robe. There was definite lust in Bob's eyes as he took my hand and lead me to the living room and sat me on the couch and then him beside me.
Bob then announced, "care for a show Brenda?", Brenda just smiled and opened her robe and spread her legs and started to play with herself. Bob then looked at me and said, "Angela, a job well done, now let me really enjoy those legs, you may play with your Prince and when I am ready, I will let you know, and you my Princess, can go and properly take care of him". With that Bob swung my legs over his and started kissing me with intense passion, his hands caressing from the tips of my heels to the tops of the stockings and the garter straps as well. I on the other hand, used both of my hands to gently massage his balls and paying close attention to the now very wet tip of his cock. The kissing and caressing went on for about 15 minutes, and with my back to her, I could here Angela moaning as she masturbated. Finally Bob could take no more and broke our kiss and looked at me and moaned, "Angela, my princess, meet your Prince".
With that I stood up, looked over at Angela and very slowly applied a thick coat of lipstick, Brenda just softly said, as she stared at me, "you go girl". I turned around to find Bob gently stroking his cock and I lowered myself in front on him, he moved his hand from his cock and to the back of my head pushing me into his cock. I started pleasing him, first by licking and sucking his balls, he jumped at every touch of my lips and tongue. I licked from the base of his shaft to the top like a lollypop, always pausing at the top to wrap my lips around and lick up what pre-cum had formed. I carried this on for some time, but finally, one time when I was teasing the head of his cock, he grabbed either side of my head and started to pump his hips up and down while holding my head still. I took the queue and then started a rhythmic pumping up and down with my lips firmly wrapped around his shaft. I am not sure how long I was pumping, but finally I could hear his breathing getting quicker, and then Brenda, moaned out, "get ready for a mouthful Angela", then about two strokes later it happened. He blew like a volcano, I wrapped my lips tight and slowed my strokes as he shot about six or eight good loads of cum into down my throat, and I swallowed and swallowed, and thought he was never going to stop.
Finally, his cock went limp in my mouth and I let it free, and made sure he was all clean, by licking his now very sensitive balls. I stood up and I knew my lipstick was a mess and applied another coat, staring and smiling at Bob now all sweaty and exhausted. "Good to the last drop?, now dear Angela, finish me off", cooed Brenda, I turned and Brenda was motioning me to her, by this point my jaw was aching, but I obeyed and made my way to the front of her chair. She too, pushed my head to her swollen and very wet pussy and I began to take care and lick and suck her large and swollen clit. She had her hands on the back of my head and was groaning wildly, "stick a finger in", which I certainly complied. I thrust it in and out, I could hear her moans getting louder and louder, then she started shaking uncontrollably as she came, almost like the first time, over and over again. Finally she calmed and stopped and ordered me to my feet, which I did, and again, quickly adjusted my lipstick. I looked over and saw that Bob enjoyed the show as he was semi-erect and slowly playing with himself.
Brenda got up out of the chair and walked over to Bob and gave him a long lingering kiss, leaving me standing by the chair she just got up out of which smelled musty from her juices. Brenda looked over at my while still embraced with Bob and asked Bob, "so, did you enjoy your little toy?", Bob just smiled and told her of course he did. Brenda then said, "well, I want something bigger than a finger in my pussy tonight", as she grabbed Bob's semi erect cock. Bob then stood up and took Brenda by the hand and they walked towards the bedroom, as they walked past me, Bob said, "come along dear Angela, you have one last duty to perform".
I followed them into the large bedroom and as Angela laid back removing her robe so she was naked. Bob then kissed me long and hard, which would turn out to be our last kiss. He then broke the kiss and said, "I need your mouth to get me hard so I can put your Prince in Brenda's pussy". He then pressed down on my shoulder and I went to my knees and took his semi erect cock in my mouth and started to do my best to suck on it. It took a little while, but before long he was hard and I could taste pre-cum starting to ooze out as I pumped up and down. He put his hand on my shoulder and told me to stop, he told me to give Brenda a goodbye kiss and then my duties were done and I could leave. I got up and went over to the bed and gave Brenda a long and probing kiss, as we were kissing, I could feel the bed moving as Bob was moving to enter Brenda. We broke our kiss as Brenda gasped as Bob entered her and started pumping hard.
I looked back as I closed the door to the bedroom, seeing Brenda making love with Bob. I retired to the bathroom, and not wanting them to see me, quickly got out of my uniform, washed my face, applied the same makeup I had on when I came in the afternoon. The worst part was taking off my girdle and latex vagina, my own clit was absolutely aching, so hard it hurt, but I decided I would have to wait till I got home to take care of it. I changed, made sure everything was cleaned up and grabbed my bag and quietly left the bathroom, the bedroom door was closed, but I heard no sounds.
I left the condo, got back in my car and all the way home thought about how lovely the evening was, and I was shocked when I looked at the clock to see that it was almost 9pm!, time does fly when you are having fun. I got back home, took a long and welcome shower, slipped into my favorite negligee and took care of the ache in my clit. Needless to say it was an early night for bed.
If you liked this true life adventure, let me know, maybe one day it might be you?
Joyce_devries@hotmail.com
Epilogue:
Bob sent me an email the next day telling me how well I had done and that he and Brenda fell asleep until morning and they never heard me leave. They saved the panties that Brenda was wearing when she first got home as it had smears of my lipstick on them.
I never heard from them again, but think about that day every much and often, and hope one day it will happen again.