Spick & Spank
I had started working for Ms Sylvia Marks as a Housekeepeer as time went on we became friends and would occasionally have candid chats over a glass (bottle) of wine. Some had even got quite personal including discussions of sexual experiences/fantasies. Sylvia said she had had sexual relations with both men & women & hoped to do so again. I said although i had never been sexual with a woman the idea did appeal along with the idea of being spanked & following instruction
I had been doing the job for about a year when I have to admit I started to get a little complacent & possibly not kept to the standards I had at the start of the employment yet I hoped it would have gone unnoticed by S and I c, old back on track before she did. I finished for the day and was making a plan how I could get back on track that I would start when I went back on Monday.
When I go there on Monday there was a note, it turns out Sylvia had noticed my slip in standards the note read, "I notice that recently your standards have slipped therefore I have come up two options one is unconventional please do not be offended by it you are free to choose option 1.
Option 1 Catch back up to your normal standards even it means doing extra hours without pay.
Option 2 We visit your fantasy to be spanked and follow instructions.
You do not have to answer straightaway think about it and give me your response next week.
After reading the note I felt a mix of emotions; disorientated shocked, excited. I remembered our conversations however I had seen it more as idle chatter with loss of inhibitions due to wine.
I went about my tasks however, I could not get the note out of my mind while option 1 seemed the sensible option There was no denying option 2 interested me.
I thought about for the rest of the week and on Sunday after a long bath decided to go for option 2. I was trembling as I wrote my reply to leave on the coffee table when I went to work on Monday.
I got there did the work then just before I left put the note on the coffee table for her to see. That evening I got a message, " I expect you in my office at 6 pm Friday there will be something in the bedroom I want you to wear it is all I expect you to have on when you enter the office.
I turned up on Friday evening let myself into the house and went straight the the bedroom where I found a pair of crotchless tights and a note saying, "these will allow me access to everywhere I want to get." I put them on carefully, took a deep breath and made my way to the office.