All According to Plan. Chapt 2

Hi Everyone
   Time for a new week and to start it is Chapter 2  of Mandy Sweet Hearts super story All According to Plan
Part one of which is here
https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2019/04/welcome-to-guest-week.html
XXX
Andy


All According to Plan.
By Mandy Sweet heart.

***To keep this tale within the ‘Lady Jane & Andy’ worlds
 I have taken a few liberties with the delightful stories
 & exciting artwork created by Sweet Andy Latex.
Thank you.


Chapter Two.
As soon as they reached the ground floor Jane went straight towards the coat closet,
removing a short pale lavender satin mac that she handed to Andy alongside illustrating
to him. “There was a slight frost last night so you might want to wear this.” And selected
a red knee length one for herself.
It finally dawned on Andy that maybe his aunt may not entirely be playing a game and
he was going to have to go out shopping dressed as he was. “I can’t go outside like this
aunt Jane, please don’t make me.” He begged. “It will be much too embarrassing if I see
anyone from college. I will do anything, I will repay you and do the chores.”
Imposing on her current feelings of euphoria Jane forcibly pushed herself to show mild
anger at him and informed her nephew in a slightly raised her voice. “You can and you

will go out dressed as you are Andy, because I wish it!” Having only heard this voice
once before and then directed towards his siblings Andy knew that there was no way he
could pacifier her, soundlessly he accepted the jacket which teased his skin deliciously as
he passively slid the satin over the glossy sleek blouse.
The mac was fixed in place by only an inch wide belt and when Andy timidly went to rest
the right side over the left Jane gently spoke up. “No darling, you will spoil the look, do
it like your blouse, left on top.” Excitedly watching her nephew undertaking the simple
task without any further outbursts provided Jane with a tiny yummy shudder of elation
leaving her to relax the dissatisfaction fully and praised him. “Wonderful, darling. We
best say that you’re my niece if anyone asks, and don’t look worried Andy, you look so
adorable even I feel you are my niece.”
They drove into central London without talking much, Jane strove to start a
conversation or two but Andy just sat there sulking, distant in his mind the young lad
felt confused, both ludicrous and enraptured at how feminine he looked. When Jane
stopped for the lights she glanced in his direction, chuckling. “You look so cute when
you pout, Andy.” However it didn’t cheer him up any and as they drew closer to the
main shopping district Andy was predominantly worried that one of his college friends
might see him or worst they might recognise who it was dressed in such feminine attire
and makeup causing him to believing his face needed no blusher to make it glow as they
entered the parking garage.
If Jane had know how demurely her nephew would have stepped out of her flamboyant
scarlet mercedes SL coupe she may have bought a skirt for him, with both legs lightly
together Andy swung them out of the car before standing. It was as if emerging from a
car dressed in such an unmanly outfit was merely a normal natural event, Andy enabled
his weight to diffuse seamlessly down the tall sexy acicular heels by straightening his
back and holding his head high before he casually took Lady Janes’ hand as soon as he
unpretentiously reached the dignified lady and allowed his aunt to lead the way out of
the underground parking facilities.
Jane had been watching his graceful, involuntary gestures and her heart skipped a beat
from the pride she felt towards him. “Thank you, Andy.” Jane softly expressed as she
accepted his hand only moderately surprised at Andy wanting to hold hers’. “We will be
going to Christians’ for an early lunch before the shops.”
He was only slightly distressed about the feeling of his hips swinging thoughtlessly while
trusting he could keep his balance in the five inch heels, from time to time listening to
his stilettos tapping in rhythm with his beautiful companion, Andy loved the experience
he felt from the soft slinky silk like clothing caressing him in a dreamy perception of
appreciation he knew he could never explain to his college friends.
As they were walking, hands still together, thanks to Janes’ tremendous skill with
cosmetics anyone could see how closely they resembled each other, although Andys’
covered legs were as lovely as they were long purely looked just a shade shorter than his
aunts’ in the higher heels.

Acknowledging that this was the most selective part of the city made it easier for the
boys’ first expedition as it was unlikely that any of his friends would be here thus by the
time they made their way towards the restaurant Andy started to relax in the female
persona he had been forced into and even found himself glancing at the shop windows
to admire himself, as they passed one boutique he twitched at Janes’ hand making her
pause to look at him, raising the pitch of his voice he claimed. “That’s a lovely trouser
suit, auntie Jane.” The item Andy was pointing to was made of deep pink Italian silk and
had deep flared bottoms with a strappy cami top and military fashion jacket.
Jane leaned to take a closer look cooing. “Not my colour darling.” Andy peered at her,
from that quizzical look she understood he meant for him and detected the deep love
and pride she always had for this exceptional boy surface again. Exclusively so Andy
could reveal the true beauty held within himself Jane wondered how far she could wrap
him around her little finger. “Your right, Andy, it would look really lovely on you.” The
affection she put into the words made Andy blush. “Maybe later I haven’t had any
breakfast today.”
It was only a short walk for them to reach Christians’ from the storefront nevertheless as
their heels continued to make music on the footpath they heard two loud whistles rising
above the busy traffic, blushing shyly the boy quickly glanced around. Making his
rosiness deepen Jane selfishly said to him “They were for you, Andy.” Continuing as the
two entered the restaurant she added. “In future just look ahead and keep walking,
darling.”
“My Lady Jane, how charming it is to see you in our humble establishment again.” The
maitre cheerful welcomed them. “And who is this most beautiful, charming lady you are
so generous to favour us with?”
Andy could feel his blush turn crimson even before Jane introduced him. “This is my
lovely niece Andy, Ares.” Jane watched the confused expression appear on the mans’
face before informing him. “Spelt with an I,E.”
“Ah! Of course, Lady Jane. I’m so pleased to meet you Andie, someone as exquisite as
yourself will always be welcome here.” After passing on some further increasingly
flattering compliments to the two of them plus allowing staff to assist them with their
coats they followed Ares request. “Please come this way, I have your favourite table
waiting for my preferred people.”
Having afforded merely a short time for Andy to relax again the two were escorted
toward the exclusive centre table opposite the door, permitting all entering or simply
walking past to see them both, causing Andy to fluster slightly at the mere thought of
how many people glance into to the elegantly ornamented restaurant.
Exactly as when Andy exited the car he sat in such an easy feminine fashion for any
persons’ first day wearing such alluring five inch heels, Jane felt short of breath as she
observed Andy flexing at the knees while keeping his body comfortably erective as he
slid flawlessly into the seat he was being offered. As soon as they were left alone Jane

leaned forward. “Don’t distress yourself, Andy, but I’ve been amazed while watching
you, how often do you rehearse such unstressed, feminine postures?”
Very sheepishly he replied. “Never really auntie. When I was younger I used to imagine I
found myself copying you but I guess I just watch a lot of ladies.”
Jane was silently considering the suggestion that Andy must be so unconfident starting
a conversation with the fair gender and just as she was feeling saddened for him a tall
slim waiter introduced himself as Will; Andy gasped at the name before he hesitatingly
gazed up while accepting one of the menus the young handsome man was offering
enabling Andy to realise it was not his college friend. Andy looked closely at the young
waiter feeling a stirring he had never been aware of before and without thinking he
began fluttering his lashes and smiling gratefully.
Jane noticed how lovingly open that smile was but restrained the urge to tease her
nephew and merely asked what he wished to eat.
Enjoying a sweet potato salad each Andy failed to help himself, practically every time
Will sauntered past their table the feminised boy just could not stop himself from
quickly throwing him a peek or sending the waiter the odd wink.
“You’re so naughty as girl, Andy.” Jane informed her companion and Andy instantly
grasped at how flirtatious he must have been if Jane had seen him.
“Sorry aunt Jane.” He humbly said.
Lightly giggling. “Don’t be silly, darling. It’s lovely to see you so alive, it shows a whole
new side I hardly believed might exist.”
Leaving the establishment an hour after they had arrived Andy queried. “Where are we
going now aunt Jane.”
“Just to buy a new outfit, Andy. Are you alright?”
Assuming from the way she spoke they would be looking at clothes for Jane, Andy
cheerfully insisted. “Yes, thank you auntie Jane, though these shoes are beginning to
make my feet ache.” If Andy had known he had a forty five minute labyrinth walk ahead
of him, entirely because Lady Jane wanted numerable affluent people to see such a
beauty with her, the boy might have complained a bit more.
Barely seeing the steadily shimmering long pearlised blue latex dress as it tightly
hugging a manikin in the tinted window Jane looked up to check the name, seeing it
informed everyone that it was Honour, she chirped. “We’re here, Andy. I’m sure we
can find an original ravishing outfit for you in this store.”
Having squinted at the dress once Andy appreciated what his aunt wished and
attempted to stop her escorting him towards the entrance, Andy gasped and begged in
his soft tender tone. “Please auntie Jane, please don’t make me wear a dress too.”
With pedestrians flawless traveling around the two, Jane spun on her heels and stared at
the boy with her eyes appearing to flash to a darker green. “You will do as I say,” then
something inclement flittered in her mind, “or would you prefer your friends see some
videos of you dressed as you are? I’m sure the houses’ security camera will have a fair
few wonderful images.”

Slowly lowering his head and shaking it at the same time Andy knew he was trapped and
resignedly followed his aunt into the premises. As Jane closed the door Andy gave a
groaning cringe at the warm humid scent of rubber as it proceeded to envelope them
before, wide eyed, he gasped with astonishment as the ambrosial aroma profoundly
filled his mind.
Seeing the cheerful assistant Jane inquired. “Hello, could you tell me where I might find
your French maid dresses?”
“Yes ma’am, this way.” The tall looking young girl, dressed in tight lustrous blue latex
shorts and a red latex top that invited her respectable bosom to try and overflow the
tight confines of its low V neckline stepped from behind the low counter, as her footwear
came in view they could see the cheerful cherry three inch platform boots bearing eight
inch needle spiked heels. “Any particular French style?” The girl asked as she led them
towards the rear of the store.
“Oh yes,” with the way Andy had been before they reached the boutique Jane had been
imagining just what she had set her mind on, “exceptionally short and exceedingly
feminine with several layers of underskirts and I wish it to be lilac to match my
nephews’ shoes.” Jane could feel Andys’ cringing shudder as she eased him into view
despite them slowly following girl while trying to admire the gorgeous latex gowns as
went.
The girl stopped and swung around to look at poor Andy standing close to Jane with his
head lowered in shame, but having served many dominates in the past she just chimed
and continued to make her way through the store. “Of course, ma’am and may I say how
lovely your nephew looks in the outfit you are allowing him to wear today.” By the time
the girl had finished her statement, now feeling richly sucked in by being so fully
engulfed in the fragrance of the surrounding latex attire, they arrived at the uniform
display area. “This one's my favorite and not for fancy dress, it’s extra rigorous to help
reduce the waist further.” The assistant purred as she lifted one of the hanging dresses.
Jane squealed with delight as she caressed the soft glossy latex and admired the five
layers of petticoats. “Oh, it’s so beautiful what do you think, Andy?” The most he could
manage was to set free was soft whimper while Jane rested the dress against body and
whispered. “If it wasn’t for your outburst just now I would never have said you were my
nephew, now behave.”
“Looks a perfect size too,” The girl announced as she smiled broadly witnessing Andys’
absolute displeasure before she enlightened Jane, “so tight and stringent just like an
impeccable latex should be when a devoted young maid is carrying out her daily chores
for her stunning Mistress, scrupulously sealed to his skin.”
Even Jane almost permitted a gasp to escape her cool composure as the girl intensified
her tone of voice when saying, ‘his’. To hide her thrill Jane cooly emphasised. “We will
need underwear, headband and aprons for my maid too.”
By the time they exited the store with an extra large shiny silver carrier full of glossy
latex goodies Jane noticed how watery Andys’ eyes appeared. “Fear not my darling, you

will be wonderful as my new maid, I know you will want to please me so much more
than the last girl.”
After what had just been said inside of the boutique Andy knew this was not the best
place to beg or complain so he softly rested his palm against his aunts’ offered hand so
he could be guided back though the busy streets to car park.
Grateful to finally see the gates to Janes’ home Andy depressingly implored. “Please
aunt Jane, I will do the all chores as you wish, please don’t make me wear that dress.”
Jane did not even look at him as she parked the car, only advising Andy to have an early
night.