Lloyd loved living with his two housemates, Janet and Polly, even if they were a bit of a handful at times. Both were final year students at the local college with fun loving brunette Janet studying business and her blonde accomplice Polly studying catering. Lloyd himself had recently graduated from the college and was currently looking for a job. Not surprisingly having a diploma in the history of art wasn't a door opener for any careers.

Being out of work meant that he was always short of money and having to borrow from the girls. It also meant that as he was home most of the time the girls had decided that he should do most of the household chores such as cooking, cleaning and the laundry. Lloyd was a dab hand in the kitchen and loved to cook, and he didn't mind the odd bit of washing up or vacuuming. But washing clothes, hanging them out to dry and then ironing them wasn't for him.

Usually Lloyd cheated when it came to the clothes by taking them to a nearby laundry which offered an ironing service. He'd drop them off one day and collect them all clean and smart the next. Unfortunately, his week he'd spent the twenty pounds for the laundry on an extra round of drinks at the pub and was having to do it all himself.

Loading the washing machine and setting it to the correct cycle seemed to go okay. But when he went to take the girls white clothes and undergarments out of the machine he discovered they'd all turned pink courtesy of a stray red sock. He'd immediately put the clothes back into the machine for a second wash, minus the sock, but this didn't make any significant difference. The clothes were still very much pink.

"We're home!" Janet called out.

Panicking, Lloyd quickly tried hid the laundry basket but as he turned he stumbled and the basket went flying across the room. Janet and Polly entered the kitchen only to find themselves showered in pink underwear. At first they were shocked, then amused at the unexpected event. But their amusement quickly turned to anger as they realised exactly what they were now engulfed in.

"What the hell Lloyd?" Polly shouted.

"These were my best pants!" Janet exclaimed as she lifted a silk thong off the top of Polly's head.

"I'm sorry," Lloyd stated "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Janet and Polly clearly weren't convinced by his apology and gave him the silent treatment as they began to reclaim their clothes. Lloyd started to help them but a grunt of annoyance from Janet was enough to send him scuttling back. Instead he just watched as they finished picking everything up and headed upstairs. But not before slamming the kitchen door very firmly shut behind them. Lloyd knew he was in big trouble.

The last time he'd screwed up this badly the girls had been pissed at him all weekend. He'd only earned their forgiveness after preparing a full roast dinner for them and their friends on the Sunday. He's spent hours in the kitchen both preparing the meal and then cleaning up afterwards. He only hoped that the girls would calmed down soon and could see it in the hearts to forgive him, after all it had been an accident.

* * *

The following day the girls came down to breakfast with all smiles. Initially Lloyd had been on edge, expecting them to start in on him at any moment but it seemed they had forgiven him. Not only that but Janet and Polly promised that they would treat him to a special dinner that evening, including a very unique dessert course. Lloyd was relieved that they were all friends again and swore to get a job so he could pay them back not only for their ruined underwear but all the money they'd lent him over the past few months.

Whilst Janet and Polly headed off to college, Lloyd stayed in the house and immediately started checking out the local newspaper for potential jobs. Unfortunately, the only ones being advertised were warehouse workers for the opening of a new supermarket. Lloyd thought he could do better so hit the internet to check out other possibilities.

There were certainly more posts but he had no wish to become a salesman or work in a call centre. He did find a couple that interested him so filled in the online registration forms not that he thought for a second he'd get called for an interview but it was certainly something to do. He then decided to walk into the town and do some window shopping. Maybe there would even be some fliers for vacant positions he might be interested in.

Changing into a smart shirt and black trousers Lloyd left the house and walked the short journey to the town centre. His first port of call was the job centre. There was a new advisor he hadn't seen before sitting behind the desk so he approached him and asked about any recent additions to the vacancies board. He explained that he'd got a diploma in art history.

"Did they teach you the key phrase to secure an appropriate job?" the advisor enquired.

"What phrase?" Lloyd asked.

"Do you want fries with that!" the advisor responded laughing.

Lloyd groaned in frustration at the obvious joke and was about to walk out when the advisor suggested it might be worth his while checking to see if the new art gallery on broad street was looking for staff. Lloyd hasn't heard about the gallery opening so thanked the advisor and made his way over to broad street.

The gallery itself was a fairly small affair but the outside had been freshly painted and there was indeed a "help wanted" poster in the window. He went in and asked for an application form from the smartly dressed older woman behind the counter. It turned out she was the owner and after chatting with her for ten minutes she offered him a trial shift on Monday. He accepted and couldn't wait to tell Janet and Polly the good news.

However, as he knew they were currently both at college he decided to go for a cheeky pint. As he walked into the pub he spotted a couple of friends from the drinking session earlier in the week who were more than happy to hear his news and celebrate with a drink or two.

* * *

When Lloyd walked into the house he was met by a somewhat irritated Janet and an annoyed Polly. He'd clean forgot about the dinner they said they'd be preparing for him tonight. He attempted to apologise and explain about his job offer but the girls weren't willing to listen. So, he was surprised when they invited him into the kitchen for the promised meal and even more so when he discovered it was simply beans on toast.

He'd been expecting a lot more from the girls, especially Polly who was studying catering. Still with the catastrophe of the washing still hanging over him and now being late, he meekly sat down at the table and pretended that what they had cooked up for him was the highest gourmet offering. He smiled at the girls and made sounds of appreciation as he ate the lukewarm beans and slightly burnt toast.

"We also promised you a unique dessert" Janet said suggestively.

Polly went into the pantry and brought out a camcorder, tripod and a collection of pink underwear. However, Lloyd's attention was firmly drawn to Janet who reached down and pulled up her t-shirt before casting it aside to leave her standing there in just a black sports bra and leggings. He wasn't sure what was going on but it was certainly getting more than a little interesting, in fact he was starting to get a little excited by the situation.

Lloyd wondered if Janet would be removing any more of her clothes and if Polly might join her. But instead Janet walked over to him and sat down on his lap facing him. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and where she was sitting he knew she couldn't help but feel his building arousal. She smiled knowingly at him as she reached back and took a pink bra from Polly. Janet then wrapped the bra around both his arm and that of the chair.

Janet took another bra and bound his other arm to the chair. Then as she began to play with Lloyd's hair, Polly knelt down and secured both of Lloyd's legs to those of the chair which left him completely immobilized and at the tender mercy of the two girls. As Polly got up she took a pink pair of panties and handed them to Janet. Janet held out the delicate silk thong in front of Lloyd before screwing them up and shoving them into his mouth.

And with that Janet got up off Lloyd's lap and put her t-shirt back on. Lloyd was confused at this sudden turn of events and as he was effectively gagged all he could is watch as Polly set up the camcorder facing him whilst Janet went to the understairs cupboard and retrieved various cakes, pies and desserts which she placed on the table beside him. Once Janet had finished her task Polly turned on the camera and Janet turned to face her.

"Our housemate Lloyd here not only owes us money," Janet explained "but yesterday turned all our underwear pink. So as the saying goes, revenge is a dish best served cold!"

Janet picked up a pink strawberry fool tart and stepped up to beside Lloyd. He tried in vain to spit out the panties in his mouth and explain to the girls that he'd got a job and could pay them back. But all they heard was the muffled pleading of their housemate trying to avoid his justly deserved impending fate. Lloyd realised that turning up late hadn't helped his situation either.

Lloyd looked up at Janet silently pleading for her not to pie him. She smiled back at him and held the tart out in front of his face taunting him with it. Then ever so slowly she bought it closer and closer until the top of his nose was touching the fruity cream mixture. Finally, after checking with Polly that the camcorder was correctly recording, Janet shoved the tart firmly into Lloyd's face before rubbing it around and letting the now empty pastry case fall to the floor.

Lloyd was partly blinded by the year's filing but could still see out of the corner of his eye Janet picking up another dessert from the table. This was a family size trifle which she held above his head before suddenly turning it upside down and allowing the cream, custard and fruit laced sponge to rain down over him.

Janet then walked away to join Polly. Lloyd was humiliated but relieved that his ordeal was over and the girls hadn't seen fit to totally destroy him by using all the desserts on the table upon him. But his relief was short lived as Polly stepped from behind the camcorder and went other to the table to select two creamy desserts, a baked vanilla cheesecake and a key lime pie, and took up position behind him.

"My turn to deliver some just desserts" Polly declared.

And with that Polly smashed the two deserts she held into the sides of his head. Already partly blinded he was now somewhat deafened as well now, although that didn't stop him from hearing the laughter and giggles coming from the girls. Polly finished her turn by taking a chocolate gateau from the table and rubbing it into Lloyd's face before handing back over to Janet.

"I notice that Lloyd's clothing, unlike ours, has remained relatively clean" Janet stated.

Lloyd knew this wasn't true as even partly pie-blinded he could see bits of fruit, splatters of cream and custard drips down the front of his shirt. But he guessed it was going to get a while for worse as Janet selected a large jar of raspberry jam and proceeded to empty the jar over him and then spread the jam all over his chest and arms completely ruining his shirt in the process.

"I think he's learnt his lesson" Polly said towards the camera.

Janet went over to the camcorder and switched it off but it seemed the girls hadn't quite finished with their torment. There were still a few desserts left on the table, one of which Polly grabbed up before stepping in front of Lloyd. Janet also walked over to Lloyd and he grew very nervous as the pair of them smiled at each other before turning their predatory grins upon him.

Polly waited patiently as Janet reached forward and undid the buttons of Lloyd's shirt before opening it up to reveal his chest. She wasn't able to remove it completely as his arms were still bound to the chair trapping the shirt alongside them. However, that didn't stop Polly from taking a cream flan and smearing it over his chest. She then knelt down and undid the zip and button on his trousers before pulling them down to his knees.

"We're hoping to get two hundred and fifty pounds for that recording from a TV clip show which should make up for the money you owe and the underwear," Janet informed Lloyd "but then there's the matter of you being late tonight!"

Janet had picked up a custard pie and pulling out the waistband of Lloyd's white cotton underpants dropped the dessert into them. She then released the waistband allowing it to snap back against him and crushing the pie against his most sensitive regions. Lloyd tried to cry out in shock but couldn't do so with Janet's panties still occupying his mouth.

Polly picked up the remaining two desserts, both pink frosted cream pies and handed one of them to Janet. She then took her pie and slowly ground it into Lloyd's crotch until a certain part of him stood to attention. Lloyd looked up at her and their eyes met as she continued to "massage" him. Despite the humiliation of the situation, his body reacted as would any red-blooded males and he felt a sense of impending euphoria.

His breathing got quicker and quicker and then just as the point of release was fast approaching Polly release her hold and Janet thrust the final pie into his face. Lloyd was mortified by this denial and couldn't believe how the girls had treated him. If only he'd got a job earlier, not messed up the laundry, not been late or told the girls about his job offer probably none of this would have ever happened.

The End.