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Chapter four: challenge
Bella moved confidently across the restaurant with model-like strides, he realised what an extremely attractive lady she was, a touch under six foot tall, elegant and assured. Edward stood politely to greet her and moved her chair in as she sat down at the corner table. The perfume she wore was undoubtedly expensive, Channel No 5 he guessed, as it pervaded the air and his senses. Her clothes were definitely designer label and worn with an air of supreme confidence. She was a classically beautiful woman and obviously well heeled enough to drive her own BMW X3. She did not go out to work but ran her business interests from home.
'Well well, I see you are on time' she mused silently,
'So, Edward you have decided to agree to my terms, I gather". Bella said.
"Yes, Bella," he replied, nodding his head and avoiding her eyes.
Bella sipped her coffee; looking at him thoughtfully over the cup. She remembers what she said last couple of days ago to Edward about his money problems.
She smirk at him when she thought of that day.
"so , you need money?" Bella asked.
Edward nodding his head still looking at the floor.
"Okay, I will help you, perhaps there is a way we could tackle both your problems at the same time. You see, I live in one of that large apartment in Queen St. and I can always do with some extra help with the cleaning and cooking. My regular maid got herself pregnant, even demanded maternity pay, stupid girl. I don't think she'll be back for a while - if ever. Perhaps you could move into the house and help out; become a sort of employee for one year, you understand."
"Would you do that for me? You hardly know me," asked Edward brightening at once to an idea that seemed to solve so many problems.
"You would have to do as I told at all times, exactly what I told you - no slacking would be permitted," Bella stated blandly.
"I could accept that, ; anything to get me out of the hole I've dug for myself. I'm a good worker, and of course I would accept your instructions. Would you really give me a room and a job?"
"OK, yes," she said, nodding thoughtfully. "I haven't decided if you'd really be suitable for what I have in mind, but we might have a deal. Let's talk about the sort of conditions which might apply to such an arrangement."
"Please, Mrs. Swan, it sounds a great idea to me," Edward enthused.
"First, don't call me Mrs. Swan its sound too old,...call me Bella" Bella said with smirk in her face while looking at him.
Edward nodding his head, again.
Back to present moment.
Bella asked; "And what are those terms? Remind me, please."
"You agreed that I could pay off my debt to you by helping you for one year. The money you agreed on to give me. You also promised me a room because I'd been kicked out of my apartment and have nowhere to live."
"Go on."
Bella well remembered their conversation in her kitchen a week before. Some of the terms and conditions suggested had seemed a bit way out to him, but in his difficult situation he had realised that he had little alternative other than to accept the conditions Bella had insisted upon. He bit his lip and continued.
"I am to serve as Mrs. Swan's personal assistant, to help you in your professional pursuits as and when required, and at all times to obey your instructions. If you consider that I fail to keep my side of the bargain, I will be subjected to some sort of unspecified penalty."
"And?"
"That was all I think, Mrs. Swan"
"And," she almost spat, leaning forward slightly, "and to always address me as 'Bella'! So far, you have failed to do so twice. I can see that you will need considerable training before you come near to satisfying my demanding requirements, Edward. The other condition, which you seem conveniently to have forgotten, is that your period of service will be extended by one extra day for each day during which I am not satisfied with your attitude to work, your humility and your dedication to the needs of the superior also, I have two more condition. you will not kiss my lips at all and i will never blowjob for you."
Edward bowed his head in confused contrition. He had not expected it to be quite like this. He'd expected a more equal arrangement.
"Yes, Bella, I agreed to all those conditions. I didn't have any choice. I'm really sorry if I've already upset you. I'll try a bit harder in future."
"You'll need to try a lot harder! To begin with, you must understand that I could not have a male acting as my personal maid. It would be highly inappropriate. Therefore, I have decided that you will be dressed throughout your stay in my home as a female; in fact, as a maid."
Edward looked at her aghast.
"As a maid!" he exclaimed.
"I thought I was to be some sort of assistant. I really don't think being a maid comes into it… and dressing in skirts!"
"Now don't pretend you won't enjoy being feminised. We both know most guys like to see and shop for feminine underwear."
"Bella, look here, couldn't I just wear girlie underwear with my male clothes on top?"
"I decide here - not you. You will wear what I say, and do as I say, and you will remember our agreement. If you don't want to stay here under my conditions, you can walk out right now."
Edward shrugged. He would go along with it for the present, he thought. Just to keep her happy, but she would soon see what sort of a person she was taking on, and then things would sort themselves out.
"Of course, Bella" replied Edward respectfully.
Actually, the more he thought about being around this attractive woman, the more he liked the idea. She would be like all the others he experienced, easily won over in the end and then susceptible to his charms. It would be interesting to be a kind of servant to her, and if that meant wearing some feminine clothing occasionally, he could go along with that. It would be no more than the secret intoxication he achieved by cross-dressing. He somehow welcomed the idea of dressing up as a maid, and he could imagine all kinds of duties that might be required of a lady's maid and that might be gratifying for a male in silk undies.
"Just remember that my house is not simply your home for the time you are there. It is where you will remain unless I give permission for you to leave. Bear in mind also, that if you are permitted to temporarily leave here, you will do so in female clothing. During your stay there will be no male clothes allowed to you."
"Come on, Bella. That's a bit too far, surely, going out in drag! I mean, eh, I couldn't,"
"You can leave," she said flatly, "now!"
"I can't really, Bella" stuttered Edward. "You've got all sorts of holds over me and…."
"So you'll do as you are told?"
"Yea, yea, I have to really, Bella."
"Fine, Edward. We're agreed then. Now go and get your bag from your car. You are to burn all your male clothing; you'll do it yourself so that the point is well and truly driven home - female clothing only from this evening".
"That's a bit OTT. Couldn't we just store my gear?"
"Edward, it's your choice," snapped Bella angrily. "Pick up your bag and go, if that's what you want - but before you do, just think about it: you have nowhere to live, no job and, what's more, you'll lose this opportunity. If that's what you want, well, just get out now."
"You win, Bella I'd really like to stay. I'll go along with all your rules and things."
Reluctantly, Edward fetched his bag from underneath of table and opened it. There wasn't much to burn, actually, and most of it was pretty old anyway.
Forty-five minutes later, Bella and Edward watched as his shirts, trousers and underwear smouldered on the fire. Bella took his credit cards, his passport, his driving licence and the wad of documents he called his 'important papers'. He had been permitted to keep only his shaving gear and his virtually empty wallet. She looked through his possessions before locking them in the top drawer of her desk.
"You won't be needing any of these for one year" she told him. "I will return them when our contract is satisfactorily completed. As for this mobile phone, you can forget it! The only phones you'll find in this house are the mobiles Annette and I use. Landlines don't go with our job. Now, get on with your task while I get a drink!"