Patrick's Treat

"We should do that more often," she instructed me, loosening the scarves that had tied my wrists back.

"Any time you want..."

She smiled. "Anyway, I have a little present for you." She padded from the room and reappeared a few moments later with a cheerleaders' uniform that matched her own.

"Cute," I commented.

"Put it on."

I quickly slipped in to the uniform, the skirt to it reaching midway between my hip and my knee.

"I brought some holdup fishnet stockings to match mine...not really part of the uniform but sexy all the same."

I took the stockings and slowly rolled each one up my leg; the frill at the top was clearly visible below the hem line of my skirt, even when I was standing up straight.

"I'll just do your makeup for you." Maria swiftly applied the makeup and then arranged my wig of long blond hair. "You look fabulous," she told me. "No heels for you today, though- put these on."

She handed me a pair of white training shoes, which slipped on to my feet easily.

"You need comfort for the routine," she explained.

"Routine?"

"You'll be part of our team today- we'll be at the basketball game. It's so easy to do the moves but just think of all those guys looking at you, wishing they could undress you and dominate you right by that court."

Maria's words were enough to turn me on and I found a mirror to admire the job she had done with me.

"Is this a college game?"

"No- just a local league- we're all a couple of years too old for college."

"Should I wear those panties you brought for me last time?"

"Darling, we're in a hurry- we've got to meet the girls." She took my hand and led me out of the house to the car waiting outside.

I gave Ella a kiss when I slid into the car; she looked me up and down and placed her hand on the frill of one of the stockings. "You're looking hot, sister."