When James finds an old school uniform packed away in his attic, his first thought is to throw it away. Rosie has another idea: it does look like it would be a perfect fit, and neither of them are against a little roleplay. Seeing his wife dressed up as an old-fashioned schoolgirl, James’s interest is immediately piqued: she’s got the kneesocks and everything! A sudden ring on the doorbell interrupts all thoughts of playtime, though, leaving James to field their nosiest new neighbour alone.

When Zoe asks to use the facilities before she leaves, he can hardly refuse – but inevitably ...

When James finds an old school uniform packed away in his attic, his first thought is to throw it away. Rosie has another idea: it does look like it would be a perfect fit, and neither of them are against a little roleplay. Seeing his wife dressed up as an old-fashioned schoolgirl, James’s interest is immediately piqued: she’s got the kneesocks and everything! A sudden ring on the doorbell interrupts all thoughts of playtime, though, leaving James to field their nosiest new neighbour alone.

When Zoe asks to use the facilities before she leaves, he can hardly refuse – but inevitably the Neighbourhood Watch busybody stumbles across an awkward, impatient Rosie, sat on the bed wishing she’d had time to get changed back into her own clothes. The one saving grace is that she assumes James has a step-sister playing truant, leaving the embarrassed couple to go along with the ruse.

The rest of Rosie’s day becomes a comedy of errors, culminating in her being caned by the local private school headmistress and sent home with a set of angry red welts and five thousand lines to write. Seeing her undress, finally getting out of the now-hated uniform, James can’t help but become a little aroused – just look at the stripes Rosie now has under her white cotton knickers!