“I quite like the way the skirt shows off your figure, especially your waist and your butt, but those hairy legs, e“But, but.” I protested. “I guess I’ll start mopping now Sunny,” I whispered. “Besides, that erection tells me somebody likes being in a skirt,” she said, pointing at the tent in my skirt. Well, I don’t have any panties in your size yet, but that’s fine as this will give me access to you bottom sweetheart,” she smirked. I went red in the cheeks as I turned around and the skirt exposed my nakedness. She gestured with a manicured finger, asking me to twirl. I paused at the bottom step as Sunny apprised me. I must have looked ridicoulous, wearing a blue round-neck T-shirt and the feminine skirt as I went down barefoot on the carpeted staircase. I found the knee-length skirt and put it on, discarding my Levis and my underwear. “Ye, ye, yes Sunny,” I stammered as I rushed upstairs to do her bidding. After that, you will mop the floors and dust the house. Go upstairs, grab the cream pleated skirt from the top shelf and wear it. And I think it’s time you did your part in maintaining the house. Since you feel we girls are lucky we can wear skirts, you’re gonna spend this day in one. I think it’s time to change some things around here, starting with your attitude,” she fumed. You haven’t paid your half of the rent in two months. “Ever since you were fired from your content editing job you’ve been sitting at home and whining. Let’s us just say I was a little scared of Sunny on days like this and she knew it. I immediately cast my eyes down, not wanting to antagonize her further. “You, Ravi, are a condescending male chauvinist pig,” she said. Her lips were done in a bright red matte lipstick and her beautiful round eyes, beautified with mascara and kohl, were staring at me with disdain. ![]() Today, she was curled up on the sofa in a flowery white mini skirt that showed her legs, and a purple sleeveless top. ![]() She wears her jet black hair straight and long and spends hours on her makeup. She has a massive collection of those in the wardrobe upstairs. She stands some 5 feet 4 without her heels, and man does she love those heels. ![]() She is a top marketing executive for an American beverage company and I think she is the prettiest girl in the world. It was one of those cold, unflinching stares she gave when I annoyed her. She lifted her head from Cosmopolitan magazine she had been reading and stared at me. Sick with the heat and humidity of New Delhi that made my heavy jeans stick to my legs, I told Sunny, “You girls are lucky you can wear skirts.”
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