You slipped on your stockings, rolling them up your thighs, before donning your panties and padded bra... lastly your maid dress, topping it off with a little hairband/bonnet.
It had started months ago, You'd been taking care of the household and doing a good job... you and Carla, your wife joked about you being her butler, she'd always said she'd rather a maid.
One afternoon as a joke you'd ordered one, and a few days latter it arrived, you got dressed up and greeted your wife with dinner as a maid when she got home.
She loved it she laughed, told you how pretty you were and just genuinely in such a good mood that night as you acted as her maid, you dined with her but made sure to be at her beck and call.
That night you'd changed out the maid outfit and made love for hours.
for a few weeks you went back to normal, but Carla and you would joke about needing that maid to come back sometime...
So once again you'd donned it and been Carla's maid for the night, you felt pretty silly wearing it but loved your wife... and once again you had a passionate love making session that night.
It became a weekly ritual... The passion in the bedroom slowly faded but you kept up the Weekly Maid sessions, Carla loved it after all...
And then one morning While Carla was getting dressed in he morning, you'd rolled out of bed and began to get dressed.
Carla clicked her tongue at you... Gesturing to the maid outfit you'd worn last night.
Figuring she was feeling kinky you grinned and put it on, only for her to finish getting ready and leave for work.
Ok... well you were already dressed and needed to do laundry so it meant you could wash all your clothes so you got to work. Getting busy you leave it on all day and when Carla returns from work, she has a few bags with her.
She had bought you more maid outfits, some cute like the one you were currently wearing a few more plain and simplistic...
She explained, that in no uncertain terms, you were staying in maid clothes from now on... she loved Having you as a Maid, you tried to argue that you could hire a full time maid if she'd like but she shot down the idea, she wanted you, and she promised to make it worthwhile.
That night the passion was back, and maybe you were just too horny to think straight, but you'd agreed to it.
From that day forward, your clothing went into boxes, and your new uniforms took their place.
Today, was day 1 of full time maid service...
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