Still undecided, Janet reached the school gates, her head and eyes looking for inspiration, any clue as to what she should say tonight to her husband.

Did she want the job? They certainly could do with the money.

Could she parade around scantily dressed in front of two old men? She didn’t know. Maybe as Wonder Woman, she thought, but as a “Naughty Nurse—Sexy School Girl” or “The French Maid,” that felt unlikely.

Yet, deep down, she found the idea naughty, even thrilling.

However, as she waited and chatted with the other mums at the school gates, reality set in, and the inner glow she had been feeling faded away. A new, all-consuming thought popped into Janet’s head. She couldn’t do this job even if her husband didn’t mind.

That thought was triggered by an innocent remark from another mother, who mentioned that she had just submitted her resignation because she didn’t have time for full-time work.

While William and Earnest had told her the job was discreet, and no one would know. They had emphasised that point, and because of that, they wouldn't tell Janet who they had employed in the past—other than that, they were moving away.

Janet fathomed it could have been someone that she knew or any one of the mums standing there at the school gates. No one had mentioned moving, but the thought of someone finding out sent a cold shiver down her back.

Janet decided that without knowing, it would be impossible to accept the position.

Being a Friday, John walked through the front door a little earlier than normal. On seeing his wife preparing the evening dinner, he smiled, kissed her cheek, and then said that he was hungry.

Janet shushed him away, stating, "Go wash and change. Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes.”

John responded by uncharacteristically playfully smacking his wife’s bottom.

It brought a giggle from Janet, who immediately thought he might be interested in sex tonight. It had been months, and she was frustrated. She then noticed he was still there, looking at her.

“How did the job interview go with the two gay guys?”

“Later, John,” she replied and rolled her eyes in the direction of their son, Jason. He was playing with his toys on the living room floor, but well within earshot.

“How did it go?” John asked again, thinking that Janet hadn’t liked him using the gay word around their young son.

“I'll tell you later… Now go and get washed and changed for dinner.”

The statement left John slightly confused. He had just expected confirmation that his wife had gotten the job. After all, there was no competition for the role, as Janet had stolen the advertisement for the position.

He went upstairs, wondering…

Later, after Jason was in bed asleep, Janet uncertainly approached her husband while carrying the five uniform photos. She deposited them in his lap, which instantly pried John away from the television.

“What are these?” John remarked as he looked at the model dressed as Wonder Woman, then flicked through the other four pictures.

Janet noticed he hesitated a little longer with the model dressed as a schoolgirl.

“Let’s put it this way: the cleaning job wasn’t exactly what I expected.”

Janet went on to explain all about her job interview, only pausing when her husband asked her to repeat the hourly rate.

“So, to be clear, Earnest and William want you to dress something like this while you do the housework?”

“Yes, and occasionally the gardening… They also expect me to change my uniform at least once a day. Though I'm not sure how that exactly works, it's in the contract.”

“Contract?” Her husband questioned, “I thought it was cash in hand.”

“It is, and it’s just a simple agreement. What is expected of me, and perhaps more importantly… what is expected of them!

“They have promised me the job and that it would be kept private, so only the two of them and both of us would know about it… But, John, the job is only mine if you phone them by Sunday evening and give your full permission.”

“And you said no?”

“Yes, John, I said—no… But then they gave me those pictures to show you and told me to have this talk with you… I'm not sure if I could even do it. However, we do need the money… Is there anything new on your up-and-coming promotion?”

John sighed, a little tired of going over the old subject.

“We are all still waiting for old Higgins to retire, and then they will restructure the company. It's going to be at least another six months, and as you know, there are no guarantees.”

“I know…” Janet sighed, thinking that her husband had been strung along long enough and that there was no promotion coming his way.

“Anyway,” her husband then said, still slightly irritated. “JJ, I have never seen you dressed like any of these women, so I agree with you; you’re unlikely to do it. However, if you are interested, I promise you that I will seriously think about it!”

“I don’t know, John—if I could do it!”

As Janet said those words, her mind flashed back to the past and the memory of being sixteen, flashing the boys her legs and occasionally even her knickers. It caused an unseen shiver down her back… If I were single and not a mother, she thought.

“Look, JJ, maybe I could talk to these two gay guys—“

“Earnest and William,” Janet injected, as her mind came back to the present.

“Yes, Earnest and William... Maybe we could come to some arrangement where you dress more appropriately—just show a little leg.”

“You would be alright with that? John, I’m not even sure they are gay…”

“I don’t know, Janet; I just don’t know…” Then he mumbled, “I didn’t want to mention this, but I’m not sure how much longer I can carry on working these extra hours. It looks like the work might not be there… so we might need the extra money.”

Janet looked shocked. This was the first time she had heard her husband mention it.

“Isn’t the company doing so well?” She asked, not wanting to know the answer, but knowing she needed to.

“We’re middling. Orders are below the forecasts, but the company is stable. I guess it’s yet another reason why the promotion has been delayed.”

Janet nodded, understanding for the first time the delay in her husband's promotion.

“Anyway, JJ,” her husband suddenly chuckled. “I wouldn’t mind seeing you dressed as a schoolgirl. I know you still have your uniform upstairs.” He held up the photo of the model dressed as a schoolgirl to reinforce his naughty suggestion, and he chuckled again.

Janet looked at her husband, even more surprised than she had been to learn that John would consider consenting to her filling the ‘domestic’ position. But it was the sudden tingle in her pussy that got her full attention. This sensation reminded her that she had not had sex with her husband for two months.

Nevertheless, Janet didn’t want to talk about it anymore. Whatever she wanted or agreed to, she was first a mother, and unless she was comfortable, there was no way she could agree. Privacy was paramount, and she couldn’t have that unless she found out who had been doing the job. Without knowing that, the advert was going back up on the newsagent's front window.

That night, for the first time in two months, the couple made love using a condom, as Janet wasn’t on the pill. As they copulated, it remained unsaid what had ignited their passion. But afterwards, they both drifted off to sleep, dreaming about Janet’s saucy job offer.

It was with the warm glow of last night's memory that on Saturday morning, Janet entered the M&S department store to purchase some saucy underwear. She was hoping to surprise her husband with it later tonight. An hour later, she left, discreetly carrying a few new items of lingerie in her shopping bag.

That night, with John watching television and their son asleep, Janet quietly slipped into their bedroom. She had it all planned out. She was going to surprise her husband by dressing as a naughty schoolgirl, having checked that the skirt still fit early in the day.

Janet, filled with naughty anticipation, slipped on a pair of lacy white panties. The design of the knickers was done in such a way that they revealed a lot of her lower bottom. She had never worn any knickers like these before, and they felt strange. However, looking at her rear in the mirror and then bending forward to help project the view, Janet could see why men, and hopefully her husband, would enjoy it.

Then on went the matching bra, pushing her large breasts upwards and together. Although her bosoms remained relatively firm, the bra positioned them in a way they hadn’t been since her pregnancy. A glance at her suddenly enhanced cleavage caused Janet to smile, knowing that her husband was a breast man.

Janet pulled on a pair of long white socks and then her old blue and white checkered skirt, which looked shorter on her now than when she last wore it at the age of sixteen. With a silent giggle, she couldn’t help but roll the waistband a turn, knowing that her husband wouldn’t know it was a nod to her past.

With her old-school blouse now too tight and her breasts now two cup sizes larger, she improvised and borrowed one of her husband’s white shirts. Janet put it on and tied it in a knot at the front, so it showed her belly button.

For the last part of the costume, she tied a black tie around her neck. It had been part of her old school uniform. Then she put on her low-heeled, patent leather shoes. They were the same ones Janet often wore to church.

With a quick brush of her hair and a final glance in the mirror, she went downstairs to surprise her husband, hoping that with a little encouragement, they would end up having sex for the second night in a row.

John’s eyes shot open, seeing his wife's saucy attire, and he could only manage one word of appreciation, “WOW.” He had never seen his wife dressed so sensually and was surprised by the effect it had on him.

“Do you like my school uniform?” Janet suggested sexily as she walked slightly awkwardly across the lounge.

While teasing the boys at sixteen had come easily, Janet realised she was out of practice and had fallen into staid, maybe, motherly ways. Though she noticed John’s face was now a giddy smile, his eyes firmly resting on her long, slender legs.

Janet strutted back and forth, attempting to appear sassy, but the effort felt strange to her. Not naughty. It seemed that what had come naturally as a teenager now felt clumsy and forced.

She wanted to break out into a giggle, and in some ways, she felt that it might have been easier for her to act raunchy in front of a stranger. Not in front of someone she loved. However, John appeared to enjoy it; his eyes were now on stalks and his cock pressing firmly against his trousers.

It was all the encouragement Janet needed, and she bent forward, letting her school skirt ride high. The cooler air of the room moving across her exposed buttocks sent its naughty message straight to her pussy.

Could she do this in front of Earnest and William? She silently questioned.

Then, in a blur of movement, her husband was there. John's hard cock briefly pressed against Janet’s exposed bottom. It gave her another naughty idea. Although she had never engaged in or talked about it, Janet was not entirely naïve; she understood that some girls allowed their husbands to fuck their bottoms, as it was a way of ensuring they didn’t get pregnant.

John pulled her up, and in an instant, they were kissing passionately.

It was like their honeymoon all over again, hands all over their bodies, their clothes falling away. They had never done 'it’ in the lounge before, not since they had bought their house, and not since they had had Jason. They had always made love behind the locked door of their bedroom.

However, this was not an act of making love; it was simply passionate fucking. Janet knew it. John didn’t seem to care about the potential consequences as he pushed his bare cock into his wife as they lay on the settee.

Janet had certainly gotten her husband’s motor running. Her tits bulged out of the bra as she wrapped her legs around his waist before John pounded her enthusiastically.

There had been no talk of condoms and the pregnancy risk they were taking. This was a moment of raw lust, a moment their marriage needed to reignite their passion.

John’s nicely sized cock probed as deep as it had ever done in the married horizontal dance, keeping up the rhythm as each thrust of his was met by one of hers. They muffled the joys of sex, almost unconsciously trying to keep the noise down while their young son slept upstairs.

Then, with the most love and urgency their five years of marriage had seen, they reached their mutual climax, John’s cock thrusting deep, his wife’s legs locking him there as his seed did its best to inseminate Janet’s body.

They lay there, panting, the urgency fading as reality returned to the room.

“Are you safe?” John whispered as he passed his wife a tissue.

“Probably,” Janet replied, though not one hundred percent sure. She then added, “Remember, John, Jason was conceived without us even trying, so this was risky… but also so perfect.”

“I know,” John replied as they lovingly kissed. “It was how you were dressed; I forgot.”

“So did I, John… But it was what I needed, and… it was what we needed.”

“Maybe you should take up the job offer, especially if you can bring the uniform home,” John suggested, thinking maybe his wife was right.

“If I get that sort of attention, I definitely should,” Janet replied with a giggle, while thinking, if only I could guarantee full privacy.

It was Sunday morning, and Janet found herself walking to church. With each pace, her mind revolved in a cocktail of naughty thoughts and desires. She hadn’t attended for six weeks, and there was an urge to be spiritually cleansed and find a balance between desire and respectability.

The potential job seemed to have suddenly taken over every thought. Her husband seemed on board with the idea of dressing in a saucy uniform and doing housework in front of two older gentlemen. Unlike John, she wasn’t convinced that either Earnest or William was gay.

Perhaps she could give it a try, she thought. Just one day, wear the Wonder Woman uniform, as it covered more of her body.

Janet blushed as she recalled last night and the reaction her husband had when she teased him by dressing as a schoolgirl. It had come as a surprise that he had ravished her in the living room… and with no condom!

That thought deepened her blush. Could she already be pregnant?

Financially, they were not ready for that!

For the second night in a row, they had made love… Janet knew that was the wrong word—they had fucked.

"Fuck!” she whispered to herself; the sudden desire to say the forbidden word had been overwhelming. She felt as if something inside her was changing, a second sexual awakening.

Janet needed this church visit reset.

However, unbeknownst to anyone, Janet was already carrying cardinal knowledge. Underneath her long Sunday best church dress, she was wearing the skimpiest of knickers, stockings, and suspenders. They were all products purchased on yesterday’s shopping trip.

When she had gotten ready for church, the saucy idea had come into her head, and she found herself unable to resist the naughty desire to wear the newly acquired, impish undergarments to church.

Other than general concerns, there was only one thing holding her back from giving the “Domestic” position a trial. That was, not knowing who had previously had the job.

There was simply no way she could say yes without the reassurance of knowing who had held the position in the past and that they had indeed left the area. There was no way that the mothers at the school gate could ever know about her sinful ways.

With that last thought, Janet crossed the threshold and took her place on a pew with the rest of the older congregation.

With Janet’s soul cleansed, it was forty minutes later that the Reverend Robert Hall wound up his sermon. As he did so, he announced to the somewhat surprised congregation that this was his last address, as he and his wife, Mary, were moving across the country to take up a similar position in Norwich.

This was news to Janet; having not attended for six weeks, she hadn’t even heard a hint of the Reverend Hall leaving, and she hung back as everyone else left.

At the church door, Janet put a pound into the collection jar and shook hands with Robert and then his wife, Mary, who played the church organ.

“No, John, I see. We never did manage to convert him,” the Reverend Hall remarked with a smile.

“Sorry, John prefers spending his Sunday mornings in the garden, and I quite like the fact that he is spending time with our son. He doesn’t have much time in the week… I am so sorry to hear you are both leaving.”

“It was unexpected and very short notice, as we have to leave this afternoon. I’m seeing the Deacon there tomorrow; luckily, accommodation comes with this job,” the Reverend replied, excitedly.

Janet shook hands with Mary, who was an attractive woman, though at least twenty years older than her.

With Mary’s husband watching on, she added. “It was a big surprise when the offer came up, but it was one that we felt we could not turn down, as Norwich is a much bigger and more important diocese. If we don’t take the offer up now and quickly, we probably will never get another chance.”

As Mary said those words, Janet couldn’t help but think of her job offer.

“Of course, Janet, we will miss the people here and my part-time job up at the manor… I used to do a bit of cleaning there,” Mary added sadly.

Janet tried her best to keep an expressionless face as she heard those last words. To her, it felt like a message from above. She said her goodbyes and turned to walk home, smiling.

If the Reverend’s wife could do it, so could she.

Though this was a big decision in their marriage, with John’s extra hours likely to be cut back, it was also true to say that they needed the money!

That evening, with John and Janet in complete agreement, he made the phone call to the manor house in private. He talked to both Earnest and William, both of whom were delighted to hear that he was giving his wife full permission to dress like the models in the photos while she worked there.

The only condition was that Janet would start with the more modest Wonder Woman costume, which they both agreed to.

When John returned a couple of minutes later, he quietly announced to his wife, “JJ, they agreed, and you start tomorrow morning dressed as Wonder Woman. However, in the afternoon, when you are doing the dusting, they expect you to change into the French maid uniform… That’s something I’ve agreed to!”

Janet’s mouth dropped open as she realised… The “domestic” position felt suddenly very real!

Author's Note: Look out for the next standalone story in the series. It is called “Cash In Hand 2 – Bringing in the Money” and follows Janet as she starts working for Earnest and William. It will be published in the Occupations genre.

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