I have found by chance your wonderful web page and have spent many magnificent moments reading its letters and articles.   I am an absolutely happy maid to my wife, and I would like to share my joy with so many sissy-sisters and respected ladies in your pages.

I married for the second time a little more than two years ago.  From our first night together, my new wife put on me her nightgown.
I had never in my former fifty years worn feminine clothing and I felt strange, but happy.  That night we made love in a wonderful way.   Since then, she began to buy me clothes.  At first panties, then a bra, then she forced me to wear them all the time under my male clothes, and one day came the very important occasion when she told me that she wanted to see me in a maid's outfit.  She has done all this in the most sweet and soft way, not forcing or punishing me, but making it clear that there is no alternative but to obey her.   So we went to the shop, and she chose a black taffeta maid's uniform that she forced me to try on in front of the lady at the shop.  I was thinking that I should seem embarrassed, or the lady would look at me strangely.  None of this happened.  I felt happy in the uniform, and the lady showed no surprise.

Now, in the weekends when her daughter is out with her father, I must dress in a maid's outfit all day long and do all the housework.  She has taught me a lot, and I am beginning to do things well.  I am a good cook, but I still have trouble with ironing and taking care of clothes.  She has taken me out to the supermarket, completely dressed in my maid's outfit and I carry things while she does the shopping.  A few people take a second look, but I can look quite feminine. I cannot understand how this happened, but I am absolutely happy and totally devoted to her happiness and well-being.  I hate when Sunday evening arrives, and her daughter comes back, and I must be in male attire once again.

She has promised me that if I behave very well, and really learn to do house work perfectly, there will be a day when she will have her friends at home and I will be permitted to serve them in my maid's attire, complete with pinafore and a lace cap.   I really dream of that day and do my best to please her so that she will let me.

I would love to have letters from other sissy maids to exchange impressions with them: recipes, small tricks of household management, and advice on how to please our mistresses.  If it is allowed, I would appreciate if you would publish my address.
Your most humble maid,

Rosa Maria
rosamarias@ivillage.com

I can see that you loved being petticoated from the very first moment. You have discovered the heavenly bliss of being a devoted and adoring housemaid to a very caring wife. I can assure you that any woman who served in a shop supplying maid's uniforms would know all about petticoat discipline, and she would have seen plenty of contrite and submissive hubbies marched in by their wives for a fitting.

If only more wives were like your treasure, then there would be far fewer unhappy and lonely men in the world. You must devote yourself to her comfort and happiness, and comfort and happiness will accrue to you as an inevitable side-effect,
Susan