Fantasy In Satin

I woke up slowly, surrounded by a pleasant perfume, my head lying on something satiny soft. Sleepily, I opened my eyes. My beautiful wife was gazing down at me, smiling tenderly. The lace from her peignoir sleeve trailed across my face as she pushed some of my hair that had fallen over my brow back from my face.

By Bea

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Humiliated beyond belief, I left the room and answered my summons. The bell rang again as I went, so I hurried, panting a little when I arrived. Ellen sat behind the large desk in her office. "What took you so long?" She said impatiently then as if just seeing me "My goodness! How pretty you are! Been having fun with your cousins?" "I'm sorry Ellen," I apologized "but these high heels slow me down a little bit." "But you walk so well in them. Nobody would guess that you'd never worn ladies shoes before." Her face took on a hint of reproach. "But must say, I do hate to see women walking around with their hair in rollers. It's not ladylike at all."

"Ellen? Please? You keep talking to me as if I were a girl. Please? I'm not. And could you talk to Rose? She's starting to call me 'miss Henry' a lot. Is even doing it in front of Frances and Emily."

Ellen waived her hand airily. "I think you're being overly sensitive. I'll admit that I'm starting to see an improvement in your attitude as you drop these aggressive masculine tendencies you had.." "I don't remember having any..." I started to complain. "Henrietta! You're interrupting me! Now. You want to complain about Rose? Go and get her. Bring her to me. We'll get everything all straightened out. While you're at it? Go into your closet get the blue robe and gown, and change into them..." "Gown?" "Yes! Nightgown, nightdress - whatever you want to call it. I want to see how you look in that outfit. Alright?" There was beginning to be more than a trace of impatience in her voice. I looked down at my pretty slippers. "Yes dear." I said obediently.

"Then get Rose to get your hair out of these damn rollers. Once that's done, you can come back with her. I'll talk to you both then. Will that be all right - Henrietta?" Then she smiled sweetly at me "You don't mind me calling you by a girls name, do you? Please say you're not offended." "I'm not offended Ellen. It's ok." I said meekly. "Then run along like a good girl and do as mummy told you." She turned her attention back to some papers on her desk. Quickly, I hurried from the room.

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