Fuchsia Suit

Fuchsia Suit
You’d think I’d learn by now, wouldn’t you…?
“Right Amanda, we’ve just got time to shoot a video before dinner. So let’s park on the coast and you can walk along the promenade.”
I don’t argue. I know there’s simply no point. I just go along with what I’m asked to do.
But golly, he so likes me in this fuchsia suit with these pretty shoes. Its ultra-light-weight linen. ...Dearie me, I was so tempted when I saw it and just rashly purchased it in one of the posh fashion shops along the famous Clifton Street. Although it's a size 12, it probably needs taking in a bit at the waist because I'm so slim and I’ll have maybe an inch off the length so it floats just below the knee. To be honest I really don’t know if the colour is my type of thing but it was so reduced in the sale and well, you know what I’m like, don’t you…? :)
Golly, it’s been such a busy day. I was called upon again for my secretarial/PA duties, and instructed to set the whole day aside for business. Sitting obediently in the car whilst he drives to appointments, with me, helping with directions, taking notes and generally following instructions. Sitting so prettily with my legs neatly crossed with pad and phone in my lap I hope he’s pleased with everything I’m doing. Dearie me, it’s a role and duty I appear to fit so well into. It seems I’m naturally the dutiful girl – pleasing my master as he desires and requests – and I willingly accept my position as the subservient girl doing as I’m told without question. As I sit there in my bra, panties, suspenders and stockings all beneath this smart womanly fuchsia suit I’m hardly in any position to take a dominant role am I? It’s funny how this aspect has become more and more a part of who I have become and who I now am – one assumed female characteristic has naturally lead to another aspects of this gender, almost without me being aware other. It all started out as trying to “act female”, then after a time this became automatic and second-nature, transforming into more “being female”, but this was such a long time ago now I doubt there’s any way back and my choices seem to have been removed from me. Those around only see me as Amanda, they’ve never known any other have they, and thus they dictate without question that I am that female they know. Here we sit in his car with him of course taking the masculine role and all its characteristics pushing me into all the softer meeker traits of the female. He’s naturally strong, forceful, decisive and demanding I’m naturally gentle, understanding, docile and compliant. It simply seems to be that way and of course I have the added task of being delightfully cute, attractively pretty, pleasantly scented and maybe just a little of the sexy side… Oh, the simple pleasures of being female!
But now there’s mention of dinner, but first a walk and of course a video or two. On the one hand I feel put upon but on the other hand I’m quite curious as to how I look in the suit. My idea was to find a nice silky blouse to go beneath the suit but as I brought a nice frock with me to change into for dinner fortunately I also have this nice red cardigan.
He insists that I walk about confidently whilst he films occasionally giving instructions where to walk and of course the inevitable “Display some leg girl.” Sometimes I really wonder about him… He certainly seems to love being behind the camera…”
The stockings I’ve been wearing all day now and I suppose really I should have slipped into some new but its times like this that living in the female world as I now do the necessity over the detail really comes home. I never predicted the constant attention I would have to pay to my appearance, my make-up, poise and the seemingly numerous other feminine aspects that I’m required to attend to. For example the gloss of my nails drastically limits my actions. I have to maintain care and gentle feminine movements with my hands at all times which over the years is now all second nature to me. And this extends naturally to every other movement. How has all this become so natural, so instinctive, so genuine?
But then again - I guess I would not have it any other way...
Amanda x
Extra Bits: https://youtu.be/N03VLitZ-xg
Silliness: https://youtu.be/jMkkqXB4WDA