The Making of A Sissy Part 12

He arrived at the house and was directed to an area where a bar and disco were being set up; he was to be allowed to set up the various bottles to make ready for cocktail preparation. The man who took him to the bar area introduced him to no less than three other barmen, who smiled at him in a friendly manner; they all seemed to know each other and were overly keen to ensure Adam did not have too much to do. He looked at the man who had introduced them.

“Think we’re going to be a little overstaffed aren’t we? Not that I’m complaining!” The man fiddled with one of many cameras he was holding as he replied.

“Oh don’t you worry about that, we just like immediate service, and there will be good reason for a few drinks tonight, believe me.” Adam looked at the bottle collection and noted there was no Vodka. The man told him it was in a room upstairs. He passed Adam to the hostess who gave him a very warm smile and asked him to follow her. Adam’s cock swelled as he watched the shapely arse ascend the stairs; he put down his ‘more horny than usual’ attitude to the fact that he would see his Bella tomorrow, but something made him urgently want to spend that very day! He tried not to look at the mature woman’s bottom; she had red hair too, he always liked that. The woman stood by the door and whispered.

“Just ask the maid for the vodka. Oh, you needn’t hurry back.” Adam was now totally bemused by the situation. She opened the door to a bright pink room. Adam’s cock would not behave itself as he looked at the rear of a pair of beautiful legs in a French Maids outfit; they looked strangely familiar; the maid turned from what she was doing on hearing the door.

Adam and Bella stood looking at each other, frozen in a strange disbelief at the apparent apparitions they were both encountering. A warm smile broke out over Adam’s face; Tears ran down Bella’s face. Adam found the strength to walk over to her, though his legs seemed to turn to jelly. He stared into her soft blue eyes.