This is my ultimate fantasy. I have to admit that it is not something i EVER see happening - because I am not that lucky and because, in truth, I'm not sure I would be up for it. But here goes ........ looking for a job i come across an ad for serving staff for a one off function - a dinner party - and, having had some experience, i apply. The interview is relatively straight forward and conducted by a posh, middle aged gentleman. He informs me that I have the job and to report to a country house where I would be met by the head of the catering staff. I was told that I wouldnt need to bring anything with me as a uniform would be provided. Anyway, on the big day I report to the head of catering as requested, who turns out to be a rather attractive lady in a trouser suit. She looks at me slightly quizzically but otherwise makes no other comment. She leads me through to the kitchen area where she introduces me to the other staff for the evening who I notice straight away are all female, mid 20's, slim and extremely attractive. The head of catering, lets call her Samantha, gets us all lined up and explains that we will be serving a group of around 20 well-bred ladies and gentlemen who would be expecting a 3 course meal served by professional standard staff and that we would be expected to accomodate all of the requests that they make, however unusual. Samantha then asks me to step forward and asks if i understood what was being asked, to which I replied that I did. Again she raised an eyebrow but made no other comment. I was asked to step back in line whilst a few other basics (such as where the servants entrance and punch bowl were) before we were told that we would be taken to put on our uniforms. We are all led downstairs to the servats quarters where Samantha allocated 2 girls to a room where our uniforms could be found. Being last in the line, Samantha said that we would have to share and that she would assist me withmy own uniform. I was about to protest that I though I could cope when she opened the door to our room and I noticed that there were 2 maids uniforms laid out on the bed. I was literaly speechless and, when I turned to Samantha, she was smiling at me as she said "you really didnt understand what was being asked of you did you? I am surprised that Bernard recruited yu for this job without fillig you in on what would be required. It is a very strict uniform code set for tonight so if you want paying, you will need to wear this" She indicated the maids uniform. "is that a problem?" I could have protested but my trousers were already bulging slightly and Samantha said "I can see that you dont, but THAT" pointing at my trousers "is something you are going to need to control this evening" That said, she started to strip off to get into her own uniform. I started to slowly undress, trying not to stare at Samantha, but she already had on a black bra and panties set with sockings and suspenders on, all highlighted with little red roses aroud the tops. Her legs were long and shapely and she had curves in al the right places. She quickly slipped into her short black and white maids dress, headband and stilettos and she looked amazing. By this time I had only just fiished stripping off and she cast a critical eye over my erect dick and hairy legs. "you are going to stick out like a soar thumb if we dont do something with those legs of yours" so she took me to the bathroom and helped me shave my legs and under my arms. she did threaten to shave my chest hair too, but i managed to convince her that this would be out of sight under my uniform and so not necessary. THrough all this, my dick was still standing up like a flag pole. "right, now for that thing" saying which she wrapped a finely manicured hand around my dick and started gently wanking me. Well, as you can imagine, it didnt take long and I was spurting all over the place, though she was careful to make sure that none of it went on her. Next, she helped me get into my own uniform. First on was the black seemed stockings and suspenders, bot hwit hthe same little red hearts that Samantha's featured. Next were tight black panties with a see through back and a bra which loked rather sad flapping against my flat chest. Samantha must have read my mind because she produced a set of rubber inserts for the bra and asked whether I wanted to use the. I could tell that she was trying to do me a favour by helping me blend in, so I let her insert them into the bra without protest. Next came the dress which realy hugged my slim body and new breasts and was alrmingly short, flaying out slightly at the hem which reached only mid-thigh. Finally was the black patent stilettos which, surprisingly, were a perfect fit, an apron and a long blonde wig which Samantha positioned for me. Standing in front of the mirror I barely recognised myself, and I could feel myself beginning to bulge inside my knickers as a call rang out that we had only 15 minutes to get ready. Samantha led me to the bathroom and applied make-up in the form of lipstick, blusher, nail polish and a variety of other things with barely a squeek from me - I was too busy watching the transformation o myself in the mirror from skinny male to slim, sexy maid. A call for us to assemble in the kitchen rang out and, before I knew it, I was dashing along the corridor with the other girls, none of whom gave me a 2nd glance. We were lined up again, given final instructions and allocated jobs. I was told that I would be responsible for replenishing wine glasses as and when necessary and to keep contact with the guests to a minimum so as not to expose the fact that I was not female. We were then ushered into the dining room where the evening had already began. The 20 guests were split 50/50 male and female and were all in their 30's and 40's. All were dressed in their finest evening wear. The evening started well enough and everybody was in high spirits. It was easy to see all the guests, male and female alike, eyeing up the attractive staff - myself included. It was only as the dessert ws being served that I started to notice the odd grope being dealt out by some of the men to the pretty girls serving them. Then I experienced somebody fondling my own behind as i refilled a glass. I was surprised to note it was one of the more attractive men at the table who obviously had taken me for a young lady. I was extremely flattered that I could so easily pass for a woman but quickly retreated to avaoid anything further. As dessert progressed, the groping and fondling became less and less subtle until one of the female guests - a rather large lady with grey hair and an evil smile actually grabbed the breasts of one of the maids and started fondling her through her dress. Suddenly, all of us were being groped, fondled and kissed. "Dont resist girls" was all that Samantha said as she had her breasts teased out of her dress "this is exactly what you are here for". At that moment, i felt a rather rough hand force it way down the back of my panties and realised that I was about to be found out. "what have we hear then?" asked a man in his late 40's as his groping hand finaly reached my balls "i thik we have something special". He sat down pulling me onto his knee and raising my skirt as he did so. Everybody could clearly see the bulge in my panties, but nobody acted particularly surprised, and the groping elsewhere continued. The gentleman whose lap i was sitting on started rubbing me through my panties and I could feel myself getting harder and harder. "come and see what we have here Gemima" he said as, what I had already decided, was his wife sidled over to us. She was not an attractive lady but, as she pulled my pantes down and, hitching her skirt up, turned her back to me and sat on my dick, it didnt really matter. She bobbed up and down on my lap as her husband continued to massage my balls with one hand and finger his wife with the other. As Gemima came noisily, she removed herself from my lap and was replaced by a balding man who took my dick in his mouth and licked and sucked Gemimas juices off me. I couldnt hold back anymore and came violently in his mouth, ahich he also lapped up. "right,you lot are having too much fun" announced the man whose lap i was still sitting on. Standing up, he swept the plates off the table in formt of me and pushed me face first onto the table so that my naked arse was toward him. I then heard the sound of a zipper being undone, but was surprised whwn something cold was thrust roughly into my arse. Being unlubricated, the pain was instant, but whoever wielded this inanimate object started movig it in and out of me at a steady pace and the sensation was almost pleasant. My dick, squashed against the table, certainly thought so. the object was removed and thrown on the table in front of me (turned out to be a candle). But before I even had a chance to register this fact, it had been replaced by something much bigger. My gentleman friend was attempting to pnetrate me with his enormous dick, but was having trouble. I heard him shout for smething, and next thing i knew i could feel something sticky being drizzled over my arse. Then I was being entered again and, this time, I could feel his dick nearly split me in 2 as it suddenly slid into me. After a pause whilst the gentleman enoyed the tight fit around his dick, he started forcing his dick in and out of me fast and hard. As i was being buffeted around on the end of his dick, another male guest climbed onto the tablke and thrust his dick into my mouth. Catching a glance of myself in one of the huge mirrors, the sight of my being spitroasted by 2 men in my maids unfrm made me come instantly all over the table. "you dirty bastard" said the man behid me, whilst the man in my mouth chose that moment to cum violently. I tried to pull away from him, but only managed to succeed in getting his cum all over my face. With a final grunt, the man behind me also emptied his load in my arse. Satisfied, the 2 men left me sprawled on the table but, if i thought it was over, i still had a shock. From somewhere, a number of the ladies had produced massive black strap-ons and a couple were already pounding away at some of my young colleagues. As I was attempting to stand up, i felt myself being turned over and, laying on my back, I was confronted by a rather large black lady with a very large plastic cock. I was so distracted by this sight, that I did not notice a 2nd lady climb up on the table and, before i knew what was happening, she had place her rather large and hairy pussy on my face. With a choice of licking her out or suffocating, I had no choice but to lick. Meanwhile, i felt my legs being forced apart and felt the large plastic cock being forced up my arse. the large black lady held nothing back and, judging by her moans, had the other end of the dick in her own pussy. I was starting to feel raw but the constant pounding was making my hard once again. The lady on my face came violently and clambered off and then I lost track of what was happening. It seemed that everybody was congregating around me and I saw one of my young colleagues, Jayne I believe it was, being forced first to suck my dick whilst she was pounded form behind, and then climbing on to ride me as the black lady continued to pound my arse. Another young colleague, who I later found out was Jade, was then forced to sit on my face whilst i licked her out. Young Jade nearly broke my neck as she squeezed by head between her thighs when she came, and then the black lady withdrew her plastic dick from me causing me to pump my hot cum up Jayne. Another maid, I have no idea who, was then forced to suck my dick clean. I was left spawled on the table as guests began to collect coats and I must have looked a complete slut, but, I am told, that is what I was hired to be. It was hard work, but Im booked to waitress again next month!