"She sat at the end of the large dining room table, which could seattwelve people. I served her plate and then moved to sit beside her."I've been thi...nking Wendy, it's really not appropriate for a maid to dinewith her mistress is it?" No Miss Carson, I suppose usually the maid would serve the mistress andthen eat her meal in the kitchen after that." Yes that is precisely what I was thinking. Why don't you just standover by the side table and wait while I eat. Then you can clear and haveyou. "Um, I do, in fact," I said, blushing."Well, we have a good sale going on. Come on, girlie. I'll fix you up."* * *Later that day, I became a woman. Well, on the surface, anyway.I know what the stories all say. That this is often forced under thethreat of an evil wife, or a conniving boss. But this was my decision.I took each step knowing what I was doing. When Terri talked aboutSuzanne, there was a yearning there. She really did like transgendergirls. I could give her that for a few days.I. I looked up and saw my wife grinning. I shook my head several times and for the first time since being discovered I managed to form my thoughts in words. "No, please don't do that." I begged. Had I thought about it there was no real way I could be forced into doing it, but my thinking was still very fuzzy. I stood motionless and watched the grin on my wifes face grow bigger until she nodded. "An excellent idea Denise!" She said folding her arms. Mmmm I thought to my-self, Anyway she said Hi my Claire you must be Carl.. yes i reply i am good to meet you.. Come in she said, I was just going to have a shower my son has only gone to sleep now so i am not ready yet.She put the TV on for me and she went off for her shower about 15 minutes had pass and she came back in-to me with her short little towel wrapped around her sexy body dripping wet.She then asked me would you like a coffee I said sure so she went to her kitchen and made me a.