The Bet
By Karen Singer
Chapter 58 (Sunday – week 9 Part 6 of 7)
Sissy was still
working on the laundry and was nearing its completion when Mel’s phone
rang. Mel was more than happy to stop
watching TV with Derek to go answer it since she was bored by the sports game
he had pulled up on her set – without even asking her if she was interested in
seeing it. “Hello?” she said as she
picked her phone up.
“Hi Mel. It’s Gloria.
I promised to call you when our meeting broke up.”
“Great! I appreciate it, Gloria. So what happened?”
“It was a lot
more difficult than I thought it would be.
But I need to tell you that we’re all going to be there at one o’clock
sharp next Saturday afternoon.”
“Okay. So what’s going to happen?”
“We’ll let you know then. Oh, and don’t bother having lunch before
that.”
“Don’t have
lunch?”
“I’ll tell you about it then.”
“I’ll tell you about it then.”
“How about
anything else?” Mel asked.
“I’m afraid I
can’t tell you more than that, and none of the others are going to clue you in
either. You’ll have to wait till
Saturday.”
“That’s crazy!”
Mel replied.
“Like it or not,
that’s the way it’s going to be. See you
next Saturday – one o’clock!”
Before Mel could
protest or say anything else, Gloria hung up on her. She was left staring bewildered at her
phone. Not going to tell her? Why?
She wondered if Andrea or Sandy might tell her more about what went
on. She immediately dialed Andrea’s
number. Andrea worked for her. She was sure Andrea would tell her more. “Hi Andrea.
I was just wondering how your meeting went today?”
“Hi Mel. I was guessing you might call. I’m sure that you already know that we’re all
getting together at your place at one next Saturday.”
“Yeah, Gloria told
me that much, but what happens then?”
“I’m afraid
you’ll have to wait till next Saturday to find out.”
“Andrea, not you
too! You can’t leave me in the dark like
this!”
“Sorry Mel. But we’ve decided that you’ll just wait till
then to find out what’s going on.”
“Okay. See you tomorrow,” Mel replied and hung
up. She immediately started dialing Sandy’s number. And two minutes later hung up just as
frustrated. None of them were going to
talk to her! That was crazy! She didn’t want to wait till next Saturday to
find out what they had on their minds.
And why would they need to keep her in the dark anyway? Why not just come over and see if he wets
himself? Why? Why?
Why?
Frustrated, she
went back to the couch to slump down next to Derek. But now her brain had something else to fume
about besides Derek automatically assuming she wanted to watch sports on TV.
Chad knew it was going to happen –
and he dreaded it. He didn’t feel
anything different, but he knew by the time of day that the lousy suppository
that Mel had shoved up inside of him earlier would be doing its “thing” fairly
soon. He just never knew exactly when
that “thing” was going to happen. But
that whole process was also something he was very well used to now. He also knew without a doubt that it was
something he wouldn’t be able to do anything about. Well, like it or not, when it happened, it
would be better to get the thing over with quickly rather than prolong the
agony – as if he could. With the suppository
he had no control of it at all.
He had long
before finished all of Mel’s laundry and was now working on the last of his own
things – actually, he was waiting on the cloth diapers he had cleaned to finish
in the dryer while he ironed and folded some of his other clothes. He had a large pile of things to take back to
his apartment when he was done. He also
knew he would have to take a bunch of baby bottles back to his apartment as
well since he had none at all there. He
had been making sure to keep the bottles close to his mouth all afternoon. He had too many close calls earlier and he
didn’t want to take a chance on Derek punishing him if he was late.
Derek and Mel
were watching the game on TV and were totally ignoring him… as was only
right. Strangely, he wasn’t all that
interested in the game. He had simply
set himself to work and concentrated on that.
Well, the confrontation with Ray earlier had stayed fairly prominent in
his mind while he worked. He still
didn’t know what to think about that.
He finished
ironing just as he heard the dryer click off.
He opened the door and bent down to reach inside – and of course that
was when he felt the darn suppository go to work. He stood up quickly, his whole body going
into a mild state of shock as happened.
Fortunately, as was usual now, it didn’t last all that long. Unfortunately, he now had a problem in his
pants to deal with. He curtseyed,
carefully, without thinking about it even though Mel wasn’t even looking at
him. “Mistress!”
Mel turned around
to face Sissy when she heard him call.
“I have a
problem,” he told her. He merely nodded
his head toward his backside and he could see that she got the message.
Mel got up from
the couch, glad for a reason to not watch what was happening on TV. Why did those stupid games have to last so
long? “Are you messy?” she asked for
confirmation.
Curtsey
slightly. “Yes, Mistress.” Small curtsey.
“Okay,” she
said. “I guess we better change you
quickly.”
But Chad
had a better idea. Curtsey – a bit. “Mistress, I have a lot of things to take
back to my apartment. Can I just take
some and get a shower to clean up before I get the rest?”
Mel thought about
that – for only a moment. “Yeah, that
sounds like a good idea. Go for it,” she
told him. Actually, she was relieved not
to have to worry about either cleaning him herself or watching while he cleaned
himself up. Unfortunately, she no longer
had an excuse for not sitting with Derek to watch the dumb game again. “Derek,” she called. “How much longer till that game is over?”
Derek barely
turned his head. “Since there’s still
ten minutes left, I’m guessing about twenty or thirty minutes. You know how these last periods go.”
Actually, Mel didn’t
know or care. Why should it take twenty
or thirty minutes to finish something when there were only ten minutes left on
the clock? Not that she really cared. She went back and sat down with him
again.
Chad pulled his keys out of his
purse and then picked up an armload of stuff.
Careful not to disturb the mess in his diaper any more than necessary,
he went out her door and over to his apartment.
He carried the clothes in his arms into his bedroom where he carefully
bent down and set them on the floor.
Then he headed straight for his bathroom. He was really glad Mel was letting him take a
shower to clean himself up. It worked so
much better!
Fifteen minutes
later he was happily clean and had just taped a fresh diaper in place. He redressed in his maid’s uniform, touched
up his hair and makeup, and feeling better than he had in a while, went back to
Mel’s apartment.
Mel turned her
head the moment she heard Sissy coming back in.
She looked at the clock. “You’ve
now got an hour and thirty minutes to start leaking,” she told him. “It took you so long to get back here that
I’m deducting that fifteen minutes. No
telling how long it was since you put that diaper on before you got back here!”
Chad curtseyed even though he
didn’t make any other reply. In fact she
wasn’t even looking at him. She was back
to watching the end of the game with Derek.
An hour and a half. Well, he
supposed that since the time he really had put his diaper on it wasn’t really
all that much less. He did pick up his
latest bottle though and started drinking again. With his bottle in one hand, he did his best
to pick up as more of his own laundry that he had just finished cleaning and
carried it back to his apartment where he put it all away. Whenever possible, he sipped from his
bottle. It was becoming a habit now that
he barely thought about as he worked. It
took him several trips to get it all, and of course, two more trips with bags
full of baby bottles to restock his refrigerator. He was glad he was going back and forth while
wearing his maid’s dress. It was far
better than having to do it in just his diaper.
“Is it over
finally?” Mel asked.
Derek looked at
her like she was crazy. “Of course!”
“Finally!” Mel
muttered. “Can we watch something else
now besides sports?”
“Sure, if you
want,” Derek replied. “Or actually, I
was kind of thinking of going out to get something to eat. Want to go?”
“I don’t mind,”
Mel replied, “but I’m not going anywhere unless Sissy comes along. And for the rest of the week he’s only
getting baby food to eat and nothing else.”
“Baby food! What are you going to do, let him eat later,
when you get home?”
“Of course not!”
Mel replied. “I wouldn’t be that cruel
as to eat dinner and not let him eat something.
I’m going to feed him in the restaurant.”
Derek couldn’t
help but notice the sly smile she had on her face as she said that. He shook his head. “Whatever!
Let’s just go get something. I’m
hungry!”
“Fine by me,”
Mel replied. She turned her head as she
heard Sissy coming back into the apartment from one of the many trips he seemed
to be making back to his place. “Sissy! Get your diaper bag, we’re going out.”
While Mel was
freshening her face, Derek got up and watched Sissy quickly going through his
diaper bag. But when Mel finally came
back, he asked, “Are you taking him out dressed like that?”
Mel looked Sissy
over. “Sure, why not?”
Derek shook his
head. If you’re planning on letting him eat
only baby food in the restaurant, then won’t that look strange with him dressed
up like a maid?”
Mel smiled. “I would imagine that it will be no stranger
than him wearing that dress in the first place.
Would you like to pick out something else from his closet? He has several very pretty little girl party
dresses that I love seeing him in.”
Derek quickly
shook his head. “No thanks! I’ll pass.
I don’t want to make being out with him any worse than it already will
be.”
“I thought so,”
Mel replied as she headed for the kitchen.
“Sissy… bring your diaper bag. We
need to get you some food.”
“Where are we
going?” Mel asked as they were driving out of the parking lot.
“I feel like
pizza!” Derek exclaimed happily. “I
always feel like pizza after a big game.
How about you?”
Mel was a bit put
off. “Pizza isn’t really my favorite
food,” she replied.
“Derek acted
surprised. “How can you not like
pizza? Everybody likes it! How about you Sissy?” he called to the back
seat.
“I wike it too,”
Sissy replied in his silly voice.
“See,” Derek
said.
“I’m not
everybody,” Mel replied. She did notice
though that Derek didn’t even offer to go anywhere else. Especially since ten minutes later he pulled
into the pizza place parking lot. It
wasn’t that she really didn’t like pizza, it just wasn’t her first choice of
something to eat… ever!
Inside, Derek led
them straight to one of the booths and sat down on one side. Mel ushered Sissy into the seat on the other
side first and then sat next to him. Chad
figured that he would have felt much better if he didn’t have to wear the apron
with his maid’s dress. He had noticed
the looks he got from a few of the store’s staff as well as a few other
customers as they came in. He wasn’t
sure what they thought about the pink diaper bag he was carrying.
Since he already
knew what he would be eating, unfortunately, Chad didn’t even bother picking up
a menu. He simply sat quietly while
Derek and Mel looked over theirs.
The waitress came
by and gave a few questioning looks in Chad’s direction, and took their
drink orders. Mel ordered a large tea
for Chad.
Derek put his
menu down shortly after the waitress left.
“I can’t believe we lost again!” Derek said to Mel.
It took Mel a
moment to realize he was talking about the game he… well they, had watched on
TV. The one she couldn’t have cared less
about. “I take it you’re disappointed.”
“Disappointed? We we’re so close
to winning! We lost the last two
games! That’s three in a row now!”
Mel simply
wondered why he should care so much. But
she knew most guys seemed to be passionate about sports. Many women too. She just wasn’t one of them. Actually, she didn’t really begrudge him that
at all. In fact, it kind of went well
with his macho manly image that she liked so much about him. She simply wasn’t the type to discuss much
about sports. It wasn’t her thing. She asked in reply, “And I guess it drives
you crazy that they lost?”
“Well…
yeah! Of course! We could have been going to the
championships! Now, that’s very unlikely.”
Mel let him
ramble on and just listened for a bit.
And he had said he wasn’t interested in anything except work? Somehow he had forgotten to mention what a
sports nut he could be. She was actually
glad when the waitress finally showed up and set their drinks on the table.
“A large meat
lovers,” Derek told her. He looked
briefly over toward Sissy. “And I think
we’re only going to need two plates.”
Mel realized that
he wasn’t giving her a chance to order what she wanted. Again she was put off a bit, but she said
nothing about it. As soon as the
waitress left, she poured part of Sissy’s drink into his baby bottle. She was pleased to see that Sissy didn’t even
wait to start drinking from it – even in a restaurant they had never been to
before. But then, he had better drink
that bottle because he wasn’t getting out of here until his entire large drink
was finished – and maybe more.
Derek looked very
agitatedly at Chad
for a moment as he watched him with the baby bottle in his mouth – in
public. He purposely tried turning his
head so he wouldn’t have to look directly at him. But in order to see Mel, he couldn’t help but
see something of Chad
since he was sitting right next to her.
He wasn’t really comfortable with it.
He was only glad that they had chosen a booth and that where Chad
was sitting he wouldn’t be quite so visible… he hoped.
Mel wanted to get
the conversation away from sports. As
much as she really didn’t want to talk about Ray, she had to ask, “What are you
going to do about Ray? Don’t you work
with him sometimes?” Her question caught
Chad’s
full attention too.
Derek’s mood
darkened. “I don’t know what got into
him? He’s always been something of a
pain in the ass. He likes playing
practical jokes too, but it’s always been harmless stuff. But the way he was today? I don’t understand it!” He looked directly at Mel. “I take it you two had a good time last
night?”
Mel blushed at
the question. “Sort of,” she replied
hesitantly. Then she much bolder she added, “Yes, I think you could accurately
say that. But to tell the truth, he did
get to be a bit much after a while.”
Derek stared at
her for a few moments. “I’m not sure I
want to know what went on.”
“No you don’t!”
Mel replied. “And don’t you even start
with any nonsense that I shouldn’t have done anything with him since you and I
have been dating too! I’m a grown woman
and I can do what I like… just as I wouldn’t stop you from going out with
whoever you like as well!”
Derek sat back
and held his hands up. “Whoa! I didn’t say anything.”
“Sorry,” Mel
replied contritely. “After the way Ray
behaved earlier, I’m still a bit angry.”
“I can believe
it!”
“So what are you
going to do?” she asked.
“Me? Nothing… I hope. We have to confer on things sometimes, but
not all that often. We are working
together on a sticky little problem right now, but I just don’t see him being
much of a real problem to me, even at work.
And I still don’t believe he acted the way he did today.”
“So you’re not
worried about him?”
“Not
really. Not at all in fact.” He looked closely at Mel and lowered his
voice a bit. “Tell me, what he said
about you, is it true?”
Mel instantly got
angry. Her finances were her business
and nobody else’s! Carefully controlling
her voice, she replied, “Let’s just say that Ray was way out of line!”
Derek wasn’t sure
what to make of that, but he left the question alone since obviously it was
something she didn’t want to discuss.
Chad really liked pizza. And the meat lover’s pizza was making his
mouth water… or it would have if his mouth wasn’t currently stuffed with greenish
goo. His brain saw the pizza and his
nose smelled it, but his mouth tasted nothing but rather odd tasting baby
food. It was horribly frustrating. What made it worse was that Mel insisted on
feeding him herself between bites of her own pizza. He had to watch her take a bite or two, then
he had to let her stuff several tiny spoonfuls of the infant food into his
mouth – directly from the jars.
What didn’t help
at all was that he was sitting on the inside of the booth away from the other
customers, but that meant that he had to look outward all the time, so he was
pretty much forced to see the looks of amused astonishment from all too many
people. Their looks made him cringe with
shame, but it was when they pointed at him that he felt it the worst. And between each of his “feedings” while Mel
was taking bites of her pizza, he had to drink from his baby bottle. At least there was no doubt about how wet his
diaper was currently getting. The only
question now was how early the thing would start leaking. He only hoped they could get home before that
happened.
“Open wide,” Mel
said again and Chad dutifully opened his mouth and let her feed him the
miniscule bit of… whatever it was… the jar said peas but he had his doubts
about that. Her spoon was back again all
too quickly and a tiny bit of it wound up on his chin. Mel grabbed his bib and wiped his chin clean
before plunging the tiny spoon back into the jar again.
Talk about
humiliating frustration! He was being
spoon-fed baby food like an infant, and drinking from a baby bottle, while
wearing a baby bib, while also wearing an obvious maid’s dress, all of it out
in public! And all the while he had to
smell and see a mouthwatering delicious pizza right in front of his eyes ! It
was the very definition of frustration!
And his little backside was just itching to feel a nice slippery dildo
toy sliding in and out of it – massaging and relieving his monstrous sexual
need!
3 comments:
I've been waiting for her to be fed babyfood in public for a very long time now! So worth the wait :)
Thanks, Karen for another splendiforous uppydate!
I wonder why Chad irons his own clothes but not Mel's. Seems to me that any real sissy would not just launder his mistress' but iron too. And he should be very good at it - or else!
I see at least one other person here who could use a bit of controlling. Derek would look so cute in thick diapers and a baby dress.
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