Lost bet

"Very well, but you must realise that this was your own doing! You WILL obey us to the letter. Do you understand?" I replied sternly.

"Yes Mistress, as you wish, so shall it be done." She replied meekly.

I couldn't believe it; in just a few short hours, we'd broken Phil and, created Pippa. I was stunned and yet, very excited and getting more aroused every minute. A feeling of power began to surge through me and, I liked it! Lisa saw the state I was getting into and came over to hug me. Pippa was told to top up our drinks. While she was in the kitchen, Lisa began to rub my nipples gently through my bra. It felt like a million volts and I responded by kissing her full on the lips.

"Let’s make it uncomfortable for our new home-help, shall we?" Lisa whispered in my ear. "Pippa, stand very still right in the middle of the room and, watch as I bring your wife off on my face!"

Lisa went and opened all the curtains and the windows, leaving Pippa clearly visible from the road, should anyone look in as they passed. Then she turned her attentions to me, stripping me naked and laying me on the couch, which hid us from the windows.

She was an expert with her tongue and, soon had me writhing in ecstasy. I was moaning loudly, which would attract stares from the street. Pippa looked nervous and fidgety but remained rooted to the spot, transfixed by what was happening to me. At that moment, a parcel delivery van pulled up and the driver smiled as he saw Pippa standing there. He came to the door and rang the bell.

"Answer that Pippa!" I moaned, Lisa's tongue still deep inside my pussy.

"I can't go like this," Pippa exclaimed in fear, "He'll know I'm a man in drag!"

Lisa jumped up and smacked the other cheek, reddening it visibly.

"Go." Was all she said: broking no argument?

Not wanting a repetition of her punishment, Pippa obeyed and went to answer the door. The courier looked surprised at the sight that greeted him and, smiled at Pippa in a knowing way.