It was June 1980, and Janet stood there, her emotions spinning through her body as she took in the outside details of Somertyn Manor. She already knew that this was going to be her last day working there as a Grade Two domestic, due to the large bump she was carrying in front of her.

Since she started working there, Janet had warmed to the old building, now realising that it carried a certain charm. This was especially true this time of year, given the added allure of the colourful, well-kept gardens. Their beauty helped to encapsulate the manor’s stone walls, its heavy slate roof, and the 1855 date stone above the front door.

Janet’s pregnancy had been unplanned, yet also anticipated, as friends and family knew that Janet and her husband, John, wanted to add to their family, currently being blessed with a six-year-old son, Jason.

Everyone, including her employers, Earnest and William, was overjoyed on hearing the news, but the time had come to give up her ‘cash in hand’ employment.

With that thought, Janet let herself into the side entrance of Somertyn Manor, expecting to be greeted by Earnest and William, but instead, there was a large handwritten note waiting for her. It read…

Good morning, Janet. As this is your last day working here, today will be somewhat different. Please proceed directly to your changing room and put on the uniform that is waiting for you. There are instructions in an envelope on the dressing table.

Earnest and William

Intrigued and a little excited, Janet didn’t waste any time. She did exactly what the note said, locking the changing room door behind her before glancing towards the single uniform hanging on the zero clothes rail. It had an attached label which stated, “Alice in Wonderland.”

On the dressing table was the envelope. Inside was a set of instructions that told her that the dress had been adjusted to take care of her present condition: twenty-six weeks pregnant. They were words that made Janet smile, and then, right on cue, she felt the baby kick in agreement.

For the last couple of months, Janet had been wearing hastily put-together uniforms that had been long and had offered little chance for her to accidentally show off her body. The costumes hadn’t made her feel sexy: long coloured robes and flowered patterned frocks, which Janet privately called sacks.

Although Janet was eager for another child, she didn’t like being pregnant, especially now in the summer’s heat. She felt frumpy, and she missed that secret thrill of men ogling her, undressing her with their eyes. However, she knew that she was being unfair, as her two employers, Earnest and William, had gone to some length to keep their game going, one of mild exhibitionism and enthusiastic voyeurism.

Taking in the Alice in Wonderland uniform once again, Janet certainly knew it wasn’t a sack.

“Handmade,” she thought and just hoped that it fitted her bump. Almost unconsciously, in a small act of reassurance, she placed her hand on her swollen tummy.

Although that part of her body wasn’t the bit that she was most concerned about when it came to getting into the dress, it was her breasts. They had already gone up two sizes, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before they started to leak their milk.

Pregnancy also affected Janet's body in another way, especially now as she approached her later stages and her hormones were running amok. Just like when having Jason, Janet was beginning to feel permanently horny, her frequent masturbation sessions doing little to take off the edge.

With the air of feeling a little melancholy, Janet left the Alice in Wonderland costume and stepped between the Grade One and Two domestic uniform rails. She scanned the line of clothes, touching the Wonder Woman costume, which had become one of her favourites.

With a heavy sigh, she looked at the Grade Three domestic uniform clothes rail and the sexy nurse and naughty schoolgirl outfits that hung there. Having never progressed beyond a Grade Two Domestic, Janet couldn’t help wondering if she would ever have the chance to wear any of these skimpy uniforms.

As she pondered, a uniform on the Grade 5 domestic rail caught her eye. It was made of black leather and came with a mask with cat-like ears, but it wasn’t that part of the costume that she was looking at… It was the butt plug and the furry tail attached to it.

Janet giggled, remembering back nine months to her first day working at the Manor. At that time, she had mistakenly thought that the butt plug was meant to be placed in the mouth like a child's dummy!

Since then, she had learnt a lot about herself and life in general. But it was so much more than just that… Janet now accepted how much she enjoyed sex, masturbation, and especially exhibitionism. And above all, she realised that her husband, John, was open-minded. That he had gone as far as to encourage her to share and occasionally explore her sexual fantasies with him.

Janet turned her bottom towards the mirror and rested the butt plug on the material of her maternity dungarees, just where her puckered hole was. She inwardly smiled as the furry tail uncurled and hung down between her legs.

“Do people really wear these?” she thought, knowing that if her husband asked her to, she would willingly wear one for him – but only behind the safety of the locked door of their bedroom.

Janet’s sex life had never been so good, so varied, since she had confessed to her husband about her college boyfriend, Freddie Thomas, and how he liked to show her off to his best friend.

Her confession about her college boyfriend had opened up their sex life; oral sex, masturbation, adult magazines and even toys had been introduced to the marital bed. It hadn’t taken John long to learn his wife’s sexual desires – and that exhibitionism was her main sexual urge.

However, as yet, there had been no conversations about anal sex, taking their sex life outside the bedroom, or, importantly, playing with others. All three, Janet had thought about, but as yet, they had never come into the equation.

As Janet placed the butt plug and its tail back on the Grade Five Domestic clothes rail, she wondered about mentioning to her husband these still-secret sexual desires. That, maybe in the distant future, she might be open to exploring them…

Returning to the Alice in Wonderland dress instructions, she thumbed through the list. Unusually, there were a lot of them. They read…

Janet, all uniform items are supplied (see the zero rail and box underneath).

She looked across and noticed the black plastic box underneath the dress for the first time, and then looked back at the instructions.

Remove all your clothes and put them in the box. You will not need them again, as John will be joining us later and taking you home. He has arranged for his parents to collect Jason from school.

Although her husband had spoken to Earnest and William a few times on the phone, he had never visited Somertyn Manor before. Janet liked the idea of her husband being there, seeing her in uniform – teasing him!

To be worn: black patent leather shoes, white just-above-the-knee stockings, black lace French knickers, the Alice in Wonderland dress, and a light-blue bow with white lace trim to go in your hair.

Janet noticed that there was no mention of a bra. Smiling, she thought, “That could be interesting,” knowing that both her husband and William were very much breast men.

With the time ticking on, Janet took off her clothes and swapped them for the ones in the plastic box. However, before she looked to put the new ones on, Janet stood naked in front of the full-length mirror. She wanted a moment to study her body and see if there had been any overnight changes.

She turned sideways to check the extent of her bump, which was currently around the size of a child’s football. With Jason, she had carried the extra weight all over and had been lucky in not gaining any obvious stretch marks.

However, to Janet, this pregnancy felt different, with no noticeable weight gain in her rear or legs. Instead, it was all out front, especially her boobs, which were already double-E-cups. Because she felt different, Janet had convinced herself that this time around she was going to give birth to a girl.

Looking downwards, Janet knew that there was one more change that was going to happen soon to her body. Instinctively, she ran her fingers through her currently untrimmed, blonde pubic bush. Having experienced difficulties during Jason’s birth, she was told that she would have to shave off all her pubic hair in case they had to perform a medical procedure when she was in labour.

Janet didn’t know how she felt about fully shaving. She was a woman, not a teenage girl, and then there was what she was taught at the church girl’s school she attended. During reproductive biology class, the nuns told all the girls that only harlots removed their pubic hair, claiming it helped stop the spread of diseases.

But Janet was now older and wiser. In the last few months, she had seen plenty of photos of models fully shaved, and there was John… He seemed very keen to offer his services as a barber!

As time moved on, Janet slipped on the black lace French knickers. Surprisingly, they fitted her perfectly, although she did notice that her blonde pubic bush was clearly visible through the translucent material. Although Janet didn’t plan to give Earnest and William a chance, the possibility that they might see her most secret place if they got to look up her dress had her pussy tingling.

Next were the white stockings, though Janet wondered if you could call them stockings, as the tops only came a few inches above her knee. Their seams were decorated with the repeat pattern of the four symbols used in playing cards. This same decoration adorned the white apron that accompanied the dress, which was the next item of clothing Janet needed to put on.

After noticing that the light blue dress material had some elasticity, Janet loosened the string lattice that would be going between her breasts and then stepped into it, pulling the dress up over her bump. Her arms slipped into the sleeves far more easily than her swollen breasts went into the built-in cups.

Finally, after some adjusting, she managed to position both her breasts comfortably before tightening the string lattice and stepping back in front of the mirror. Janet was pleased with her handiwork. She was mostly in the dress. Although the dress now looked shorter than it had on the hanger, Janet was also showing much more cleavage than she would normally show, even when she was at the Manor.

However, it was not only her cleavage that was showing. During her pregnancy, Janet’s normally pink areolas had turned darker, and they were faintly visible through the dress's pale blue material. She knew there was little she could do, as she couldn’t wear this dress with a bra.

So, with a little inward grin, she thought, “As this was her last day and her husband was going to be there, why not give them all a special treat?”

As Janet stood there, looking in the mirror, a genuine smile crept across her face as she realised, for the first time in a while, she didn't feel frumpy. She felt like a woman who looked sexy, even hot. And despite her condition, there was simply no desire to try and cover up.

Instead, she thought back to her college years and remembered how she used to expose her body to Freddie and his best friend, Hugh. Janet recalled the sexual fun they all had together and then wondered if the courtyard had been demolished, where it all would have stopped.

A tinge of regret crept through Janet, and then a shudder as it occurred to her that she might not have met John and had a family.

Resisting the heat between her legs, Janet brushed her long blonde hair and tied the bow in place. Then, with one last look into the mirror to confirm everything was still in place, she unlocked the changing room door, expecting to see Earnest and William standing there to “inspect” her apparel. But for the first time – ever – the corridor was unoccupied.

Instead, there was another note. It read…

Please make your way to the dining room.

That was the next room to the left, and as far as Janet was concerned, a room still stuck in the 1930s. With a deep breath, Janet pulled down the hem at the front of her dress and then pulled it up again, realising that her boobs had all but popped into view.

She muffled a giggle and took the few steps to the dining room, although as Janet walked through the open door, she wasn’t ready for what presented itself…

Although, perhaps she should have guessed!

There, sitting at the table, were William and Earnest, and the way they were both dressed made it look like they had both just walked off a London stage.

William was wearing a long dark green jacket with upturned collars and a yellow cravat, which was patterned with green circles that matched the colour of the jacket. The cravat was worn like a fluffed-up bow tie. However, it was what was on William’s head that Janet’s eyes were drawn to, as his normally receding hairline had been replaced by a large dark green top hat, with a white card with two-and-six resting to one side of its brim. William was the Mad Hatter, and an uncharacteristic smile was written across his face.

Next to William sat Earnest. He was dressed as the Cheshire Cat and currently sported an in-character, wide grin. His face had stuck-on whiskers and was made up to look like a ginger tom. The wide grinning mouth, with its grease-painted white lips, could have easily belonged to a circus clown. His cat ears were part of the costume, which was ginger, furry, and very different from the black leather one Janet had just looked at in the changing room – no butt plug!

The dining room table was set for six, with the March Hare and the Dormouse presented in the shape of two oversized, stuffed cuddly toys.

Looking at the overall setup, Janet couldn’t help but giggle. The whole idea was so surreal.

It was only then that Janet noticed that Earnest and Williams were greeting her breasts, trying hard to see through the dress and take in her faintly visible darkened areolas as they pressed against the thin, tight, light blue material.

Janet was just about to say to the two men that her face was up here, but she paused and briefly studied Earnest and William – it felt like it was a moment frozen in time – her pussy was dampening by the second as she realised this might be the last time – that she would miss this!

Then the spell was broken when Earnest stood up and greeted Janet, followed by William.

“Happy Undomestic Party,” they both said, confusing Janet further.

“Janet, as this is your last day working here, we thought we would make it special.”

“One you will remember,” Earnest purred with a grin, which made Janet giggle and think that Earnest was certainly enjoying playing his character.

As normal, it was William who explained. “Mrs Jones, as it is your last day, we thought we would join you in uniform and have a little party… Did you know that we were both once stage actors, showmen, if you like?”

Janet didn’t, but that knowledge came as no surprise to her. They were both slightly eccentric.

“And there is nothing better than giving a nod to my favourite author, Lewis Carroll. So we're having a little tea party… or as I am calling it, an Undomestic party.”

William gave a small false chuckle, which could have easily come from the Mad Hatter, as he felt rather pleased with himself, playing on the words of Lewis Carroll and his Unbirthday party. However, and perhaps even more in character, his eyes once again dropped down to Janet’s tits and focused on her areolas. Her nipples were now hard in appreciation.

Janet knew she was going to miss the attention when she gave up working here.

“The party suggestion was your husband’s, Janet,” Earnest enthusiastically stated, “although the costumes and this setting were all William’s idea.” His words brought a glance from his older colleague, though William’s eyes soon reacquainted themselves with Janet’s breasts.

However, that piece of information stunned Janet. She had to sit down and then ask Earnest and William to explain all. She didn’t understand.

“As it is your last day, we planned to tell you our full story and make you an offer, Mrs Jones—but when we do, we want to do it with your husband here as well.”

“Yes, Janet, John phoned and told us that he wanted to be here with you on your last day. See you in uniform—“

“But he sees me in uniform every night!” Janet exclaimed, not understanding.

The two older men knowingly chuckled before William suggested. “Maybe he wants to see you working in uniform while a couple of old lecherous fools are watching you!”

Janet blushed. She hadn’t thought of that, her pussy suddenly feeling decidedly damp. It hadn’t occurred to her that John wanted to watch her flaunt her body in front of Earnest and William.

“Your husband should be here by noon, as he is coming straight from the office. I have left the side door on the latch so he can come straight in.”

Janet relaxed. It was less than an hour to wait. With John’s recent promotion to team manager following old Higgins' retirement, her husband had some flexibility in when he could leave the office.

“Until your husband arrives, do you mind pouring the tea and cutting the cake? We wouldn’t want it to get cold, would we, Mrs Jones?”

Janet looked at the gold-coloured tea trolley parked on the other side of the room. It was near Earnest and William.

On top of it was a huge chocolate cake with white iced letters that spelt out "Undomestic." While in the centre of the dining table, there was a large, ornate, willow-patterned teapot and a set of six overly large teacups.

With a small adjustment to the top of her dress, Janet stood, knowing that the two, now confessed lecherous men, were watching her every move. With all the grace that a twenty-six-week pregnant woman could manage, Janet set out the table, placing the six cups and saucers in front of each guest. This included the stuffed hare and dormouse, as well as the empty place where her husband would be sitting.

As Janet set the table, she felt her dress ride higher with each reach across it, giving a little peek of her black lace French knickers. Now experienced at doing this, Janet knew that she was more teasing Earnest and William than giving them a good look up her dress.

Feeling flushed, as Janet slowly poured the tea, her mind was thinking more of the four eyes staring at her bottom than what she was doing… She even briefly held a position, leaned forward and showed a little more until she became aware of the dampness in her knickers.

She stood, her cheeks glowing, knowing she had, maybe, shown a little too much for a Grade Two Domestic. However, as she looked towards Earnest and William, they were both grinning like two Cheshire Cats, and Janet couldn’t help thinking that it was a pity that she couldn’t see the front of their trousers to see whether they were now carrying bulges.

“Mrs Jones, don’t forget the slices of cake,” William suggested before adding. “Like the tea, perhaps it's best if you serve your husbands when he arrives – after all, he wants to see you in action!” William had deliberately emphasised those last seven words.

Earnest agreed as Janet wandered around the table to cut three slices. As she did so, Janet was standing close to the two seated men; their close presence was now bringing extra hotness to the situation and extra heat between her legs.

Janet slid the knife through the cake's moistness, the chocolate fondant now seemingly taking on a sexual connotation. Her pregnancy, the heat, and above all, the two lecherous voyeurs sitting a few feet away made her wonder whether she should excuse herself. Go to the bathroom and masturbate, and then clean herself up.

She turned and handed William the plate; the chocolate fondant oozing from the cake sat on top of it. As she did so, almost subconsciously, Janet leaned forward, allowing the older man to have a good view down her cleavage.

There wasn’t a word spoken, just a brief moment when the world stopped still, Janet knowing that she was crossing the Grade Two Domestic line. Then, pulling away from William, she repeated the action with Earnest. His grinning face, saying how they all felt…

Janet excused herself, blaming being pregnant, and disappeared into her changing room bathroom. She needed a moment to compose herself, her pussy now soaked. She wanted to touch herself and cum. Then she remembered that her husband was due to arrive and there would not be time to masturbate.

She tried to pee, but she couldn’t – her pussy was too engorged.

So, Janet cleaned herself up. She then swapped her wet black-lace French knickers for a matching, clean pair, putting the soiled ones into her handbag. Feeling frustrated, she rejoined the Mad Hatter and the Cheshire Cat.

In the dining room, the three of them chatted, making small talk, as they waited for Janet’s husband.

It was only a few minutes later when John burst through the open dining room door and said, “Oh dear, I am late, I am late…”

He was dressed in his normal business suit, but he had a set of white rabbit ears and an oversized fake pocket watch, which he kept referring to.

Janet could not stop laughing and quickly excused herself; she was struggling to stop herself from wetting the new knickers she had just put on. When she returned, the three men were happily chatting.

To be continued…

Author's Note: Author's Note: Once again, I want to thank unicum for the cat suit uniform idea, which made another brief appearance in this story. That uniform may well pop up in a future 'Cash in Hand' episode.

All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18+. ©2025 wxt55uk. This story may not be reproduced in any manner without the express permission of the author.