Meeting My Mistress Chapter 60

Jan says, now that you're collared and measured, we can size you up. Sharon tries on outfit after outfit. Jan says, will you be needing any uniforms?

Gosh yes! Says Mary. Bless you, Jan. Black, pink, and purple French maids uniform with multi-layer petticoats.

Long, mid-length, or minis? Asked Jan

Mini's please, said Mary.

Done, said Jan. Her maid dresses were paired with black and white 4" Mary Jane platform heels and color-matching latex stockings with bow garters.

As Sharon was paraded around the store, her submissive nature took over as she smiled, swaying her hips as she strutted throughout the store. A few customers even said, "Work it, girl"! She just held her head high and continued on. Sharon blushed, but she held her head in her latex French maid uniform.

Mary was beaming with pride as she whispered to me, Bree, I think I'm in love already; Sharon is a doll!

I looked at her and winked.

Mary kissed my cheek and said thank you, girlfriend.

You're welcome; just take it too slow with Sharon, please, Mistress; she's very special.

You're right, Bree, I will; I want us to last.

Sharon comes out strutting wearing the purple uniform. Mary was glowing with pride as we watched our newest Coven Sissy strut her stuff throughout the store. I loved it. Mary ended up buying 2 bodycon dresses, 2 catsuits, 3 slim waist cinchers, 2 skater dresses, and 2 body suits, all Hot Pink and hot purple, along with the maid's uniforms. She also purchased 6 collars and 3 chastity cages, pink, purple, and stainless steel.

Mary gave Jan her credit card and handed Jan a 50 dollar bill for all her help.

Sharon and I loaded up her SUV and Mary decided we should stop for lunch. We stopped at this little cafe that was kinda a health food cafe. It was packed with people. We sat in a booth, and Sharon and I had yogurt and coffee, and Mary had a small chef salad.

We started as a casual chat. I explained to Sharon how to chat in public with respect. Mary expressed how pleased she was with Sharon.

Sharon beamed with pride and said Thank you
Ms. Mary for everything today. This means so much to me I don't know how to thank you for all this.

Don't worry Sharon, You'll be earning it very soon, just be grateful, like you were with Carol, can you do that?

Yes, ma'am, Sharon smiled.

Okay, girls, we have a few more stops to make. It was after 1 pm when we headed in the direction of the Audi dealer. Sharon has no idea where we are headed. It's 1:30 pm when we roll into the Dealership.

Outside, in front of the showroom is the blue A-4 Audi. Sharon sees the car, Ooo, I like that blue one in front Sharon says.

Mary smiled at me in the rearview mirror. Kerri is waiting by the showroom door. As we walk up,

Kerri walks out. Mary, Bree great to see you again. We hug and air kiss Kerri.

Everything is ready, Mary, as you requested, Kerri said. We just need a couple of signatures, and you'll be all set.

Who's this young lady, asked Kerri.

This is my fiance, Sharon, said Mary.

Kerri meet, Sharon.

Very nice to meet you said Sharon with a limp handshake.

Shall we have a final look before signing asked Kerri?

Yes please, said Mary.

We walk to the blue A-4. I love the color, it's so nice and clean.

I'm happy to hear it, Sharon, because it's yours! Said Mary.

Sharon's jaw dropped, and her legs wobbled a bit. I steadied Sharon.

Ms Mary I can't, it,'s too much! Said Sharon. Seriously Ms. Mary?

I love it but I can't. Yes, you can! Said Mary.

I can't have my Sharon riding a bus, or some beat-up car that breaks down between oil changes.

Besides, what will my neighbors think of a junker outside our home?

Sharon is taking it all in. I could tell she caught the words "our" and "home".

Sharon was so overjoyed with it all. She just hugged Mary tightly with no warning. It was a hug a girl gave only to her mother.

Thank you so much, Ms.Mary; I promise I will earn your generosity.

I know you will I can already tell.

Sharon hugs Kerri, too, as I smile; Sharon sees my face and says Bree, you knew?

I nodded.

Mary said Bree picked it out.

Really? Asked Sharon.

Yes, I did, I said, still smiling. Let's sign some papers and get you on your way.

Just as we walk toward the door of the car, dumb Daryl walks in with a customer.

He asks, Kerri I need the keys for the A-4 out front.

No, you don't. Kerri said confidently.

Yes, I do have a buyer for it.

It's already sold, Daryl!

Mary gave him a grim look. I smiled at him and said what a putz. Darrell's face went blank. He looked at his customer and said wait one minute.

Daryl ran to the sales manager's office. I could loud voices being exchanged. The sales manager comes out with Daryl in tow.

Ladies, my name is Todd. I'm a sales manager. My apologies for that exchange.

Kerri, have you finalized the sale? Todd asked.

Yes sir, yesterday afternoon. Sharon just signed for it!

Sharon? Todd asked.

Yes, here's a card for discounted services not covered by warranty. It includes free car washes with services, too.

Thank you Todd said Sharon beaming.

Sir, Todd said to Dumb Daryl's customer I'm sorry for the confusion.

May I show you something else? I'd be happy to cut you a nice deal on another car. Thank you again, Ladies, said Todd.

We walked out; I looked at Daryl he was red faced with embarrassment.

Kerri says I am sorry about that. Darrell knows full well that cars parked there are sold cars waiting for the sale to be finalized.

Thank you for sticking up for me Kerri said Sharon.

You're welcome said Kerri. Enjoy it, Sharon, and if you have any trouble, call me before service I will handle it.

Sharon blushed, Thanked Kerri, and hugged her.

Sharon sat in her car, crying tears of overwhelming joy! Her makeup began to run a bit.

I fought the urge to comfort my sister.

Mary studied the scene for just a brief moment. I started to step towards my little sister. Mary tapped my shoulder and said I got this Bree.

Mary climbed in the passenger front seat of the blue A‐4. I saw Mary grab both her hands. I couldn't hear what Mary was saying. I did see the look on Mary's face.

She had that same look she gave me more than once when I was recovering from surgeries. I saw Sharon calm down and melt in Mary's arms. It was a beautiful and bonding moment for them. I started to tear up.

Mary hands me the keys to her Q-5. Follow us Mary says. Where are we going,

I asked. To get Sharon's stuff she said. Shall I call Ian to help?

No need, Keith is meeting us there.

We take off to Sharon's place. I can see Mary and Sharon chatting away. We get lucky and find two spots close to her entrance. I see a Black Escalade backed into the loading spot. Sharon and I both back into the spots.

We get out, and Keith walks towards us, all smiling. Keith is wearing lower-riser Guess men's jeans that accent his ass and a half T-shirt that is at least one size too small.

Hey again handsome Mary says. Sharon blushes while admiring his bludging muscles. Mary and Sharon both stared at his exposed 6‐pack and shiny piercings, his nipple rings perfectly outlined in the spandex half shirt.

All three of us are almost salivating at his body. He knows we were captivated.

Girls! Girls!!

Yes, Keith Mary starts; sorry honey, damn, you look enough to eat.

Keith chuckles at the comment. Maybe later said Keith. Alexis sure knows how to outfit her man said Mary.

Anything to please my woman he said. Now what's the plan? Asked Keith.

We are going to gather up Sharon's things and take them to my place. The rest we'll put in a storage locker near my place said Mary.

Sharon and Mary are still holding hands.

Bree?

Yes, Ms. Mary?

Put Sharon's things in her car and then join us in the apartment, What's the number Sharon, Sharon?

Uh uh, 205 said Sharon.

Yes Ma'am, I said.

Lead on Sharon said Keith.

Oh, Bree said Keith. Fold down the seats for me, he tossed the keys to me.

Yes sir, I said. I start loading things up as I glance at Keith's wonderful backside as he climbs the stairs.

I joined them in the apartment. It's a low-rent type of place, but it's clean. Sharon doesn't have much. Mary goes through clothes.

Sharon requested to keep a few concert shirts and some heavy work boots. Most of the rest is separated for Goodwill donations.

Sharon has an impressive computer setup. 5, 24" curved screens and a 65" flat screen TV. Sharon and I carefully disassembled it. Mary and Keith inventory the rest of her stuff.

Mary saves some paintings and all of Sharon's handmade bedding. We load most everything in a couple trips. The last thing we loaded was a very nice Persian rug.

Where did you get that asked Keith? My uncle gave it to me years ago; he was a Marine stationed in the Gulf.

Well, we have to take that. Mary wasn't thrilled about it. Keith explained that Sharon's rug came from Iraq and it's a highly sought-after designer rug. Mary says well, in that case, it goes in your bedroom, Sharon.

Sharon smiled and hugged Mary.

What about the furniture asked Keith?

It was partially furnished when I moved in including the bed. We can leave all the furniture. What wasn't here before is garage sale stuff. Keith grabbed the end table by the bed, the computer desk, and the chair. We left the rest.

Mary and Sharon walked to the office to notify them she was moving out. Keith and I waited in the Escalade.

I asked isn't this Lisa's car?

It is; she said she was at the house when Mary called, and she loaned it to us. That was very nice of her. Did we interrupt you?

A little but I have a feeling you'll be making it up to me very soon he winked and stroked my thigh.

Mary and Sharon come out with the manager. He inspects the apartment, and they come out shaking hands, and we take off to Mary's.

Mary opens the garage and Keith expertly backs in. Sharon and I move the bedroom furniture around and Keith places the rug in the center of the room.

We straightened up the room. Mary allows us to re-arrange her office to accommodate Sharon's computer system and desk. Meanwhile, Keith and Mary start organizing her closet.

After about an hour and a half, we were done and cleaned up. Just as we finish, Ian calls.

Pool party and ribs on the grill boys and girls! I'm making strawberry margaritas.

We were all happy to hear that.

We stopped at the spa to visit Terri. We went upstairs, and Terri was awake. We visited with her for a few minutes. Terri still looks like she went 5 rounds with Mike Tyson.

As sore as she is right now, she was very happy. The weekend nurse came in, gave her a sedative, and went back into the chamber, where she went to sleep.

Sharon thanked Mistress Lisa for the use of her car. Lisa said you're very welcome; we are all here for you, Sharon. Sharon beamed a sweet smile and hugged her tightly.

Lisa kissed her forehead. Alright, everyone, ribs on the grill, let go. We all start back to my place. Did I really think that? Gosh I love my family
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