Learning I am bi

How I learned I was bisexual.

As a freshman in college, I was complete broke. I went to school on a full scholarship with no help from my parents. I quickly learned that free did not include spending money and minor expenses. My roommate was the complete opposite from rich parents and an expense account. They only reason he was in the dorms is that all freshman had to live in the dorms the first year and all dorms were 2 to a room.

As we got to know each other, we learned that he did not know how to clean or do laundry. I did not have money for cleaning supplies or laundry detergent. We worked out an agreement that he would pay me to clean our dorm room and do our laundry. After a few weeks, we became good friends. One night after a few beers, he joked about me being his maid. A few days later, he gave me a French maid outfit as a joke. We laughed it off and I tossed it in my drawer.

I started thinking of the outfit and wondered how it would feel to wear it. I locked the door, tried it on and liked how it felt. The panties were tight, but I found if I tucked my cock between my legs, they were more comfortable. I looked cute in it. I decided to clean the room wearing it. The following week, I wore it again and really got into it. The next week, I was wearing my outfit, prancing around the room dancing to music, when I heard the door open. I was busted. My roommate asked what I was doing. I immediately blurted that I was just joking around, I was not gay or some kind of pervert. He said I should continue cleaning and pretend he was not there.

I was extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed but went back to cleaning. When I was done, I asked if I could change back into my regular clothes. He told me he liked this outfit on me and that I should keep it on. I had never been subservient like this to someone, and it was strangely exciting me. I asked if there was anything else he wanted me to do and he told me to get on my hands and knees and clean under the bed. As I did this, he came over behind me and slapped my ass. I yelped but stayed on the floor. He rubbed my ass and then slapped it again. This was something completely new to me. I had never even thought of being spanked, but it was exciting me.

I pushed my ass back and arched my back to stick my ass up. He laughed and said that I was naughty little maid. He sat in his chair and told me to bend over his lap. I got up, keeping my head down and staring at the floor, as I laid across his lap.