My wife had gone away for a few days, so I decided to indulge in a favourite pastime, which I don't often get chance to do. First I took a long hot bath, and shaved very carefully, removing all my body hair, including my pubes and anal hair. I towelled myself dry, and began to dress. I'd been out earlier in the day, and treated myself to some really nice lingerie, pretty silk stuff, french knickers, matching suspender belt, and some really lovely fully fashioned nylons, with wide tops trimmed in gorgeous black lace. I trembled as I drew them up my newly shaven legs, pulling them right up until they nestled in my crotch, where my balls could rub against them. Next I put on my new suspender belt, with 3 straps to each stocking, fastening them carefully so as not to snag them. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror on the wardrobe door, admiring how the lovely black silk framed my throbbing cock and balls. Next I slipped into my gorgeous black silk french knickers, sliding the wide lace-trimmed legs up until my cock was enfolded in the swishy silk. Now my bra; 38C Playtex living bra that cupped my man-boobs perfectly, it was a joy to slide the straps up over my shoulders, wriggling about until I got a perfect fit. Over the top went a knee-length satin slip, which felt gorgeous as it swished against my silky lingerie underneath. My hair is quite long, so I just pulled it into a pony-tail. My ears are pierced, and I'd picked up a pair of real tarty ear-rings from a junkshop. I loved the way they dangled, almost brushing the bra-straps on my shoulders as they swung to and fro. Now a touch of make-up, not a lot, just a little mascara and lipstick, nice bright red with lip-gloss. I really love that stuff ! I went downstairs, slipped a trannie movie into the DVD player, and poured myself a good shot of whiskey. I settled down on the sofa, and prepared to enjoy my film. I must have nodded off, because the next thing I remember was the clatter of the door-bell. "Window-cleaner !", I heard, and went to answer the door. I was halfway down the hall when I realised that I was dressed in my sexy lingerie ! It was too late to pretend that I was ouit, as I had switched on the hall light. I quickly grabbed a raincoat from the hall stand, and slipped into it. I opened the door a crack, and whispered "Yes? What is it?" "Window-cleaner, here for my money, please, ma'am!" "Just a minute, I'll get it, " I said, and pushed the door shut. I went back to the living room, and collected the window-cleaner's money, which my wife had left in an envelope on the table. As I went back to the front door, the wind blew it partly open, and it fetched me a crack on the forehead. I staggered back, and the window-cleaner stepped inside, catching me as I started to fall. "What the fuck have we here !", he gasped, as he saw the lingerie I was wearing. "I'm sorry, " I gasped, "no-one was supposed to see me like this. I really don't know what to say !" "There's no need to say anything", he said. "I understand perfectly. In fact, it seems we share an interest! "Can we talk inside? It's a bit exposed here in the doorway, and anyway I want to check that you are okay." I had no option but to invite him in. We went into the living room, where he looked closely at my head. "No harm done, but you'll have a fair old swelling there tomorrow. Something like the one I have in my knickers right now!" I looked at him in surprise. "Do you mean you are wearing panties too ?" I said "Not only panties," he said. "Take a look, honey !" He undid his belt, and let his trousers fall to the floor. My mouth dropped open as he revealed his gorgeous feminine underwear. He undid his shirt, to reveal a beautiful lavender satin basque, trimmed with black lace. The suspenders were attached to lovely nylon stockings, and his French knickers were matching in lavender and lace. His manbreasts filled out the cups of his basque, and I could see that they were real, not padded. He was about 36d, I reckoned, and wondered how he hid them during the day (he explained later). "I've been cleaning your windows for quite a while," he said," and I've seen you dressed on a few occasions when your wife was out. When she said she would be away for a few days, I thought I'd take a chance and dress up under my male clothes when I came to collect my money. "I see I was right, "he smiled. By now my cock was straining at my knickers, and he moved close to me. He gently slid his arms around my waist, and drew me close to him. As our cocks touched through the silk of our knickers, I almost passed out with ecstasy. I lifted my lips to his, and we kissed, gently at first, then with more passion. I could feel our cocks throbbing as our tongues searched our eager mouths, and we gently stroked each others silk-clad bums. He pulled me closer, and started to finger my hole through the silk of my knickers, then slipped his hand under the wide leg of the French-style knickers. My cock was almost bursting as his exploring finger touched my hole, gently stroking then entering to about an inch or so. We were still kissing, our tongues exploring every inch of our mouths, but I couldn't stand it any longer. With a moan of pleasure, I sank to my knees, and gently eased his lovely weapon out from the side of his panties. I gasped when I saw it, it was so thick and huge, at least 9", possibly 10", and in fact I had to open my mouth as wide as it would go, to even get the head in ! Slowly but steadily, I managed to take the monster in my mouth, until it hit the back of my throat. I had only managed to take about half of it, and I was sure that I would choke, but for some strange reason, this wonderful cock slid right past my gag reflex as easily as anything. Down my eager throat went this massive cock, until my nose was buried in his pubic hair. I managed to get my tongue past his cock, and began to lick his balls as I sucked him. After a few minutes of this, my lover tookm hold of my upper arms, and without withdrawing from my eager mouth, laid me over until I was flat on my back. He then swung around until he was directly over my own cock, and began to lick my knob through the silk of my french knickers, at the same time, fingering my arse-hole. I slid my hand under his panties, and as my searching fingers found his hole, I began to finger-fuck him, as he began pushing more fingers into my eager hole. By now we were both sucking and fingerfucking, getting more fingers in. I was hoping he would fist me, but I felt the pressure start in my balls, and knew I was about to cum. At the same time, I felt his knob start to pulse as he built up to a climax. We both spunked at the same time, spurting gob after gob of creamy spunk into each other's mouth . By mutual, unspoken agreement, we both held our mouths full of cum, pulled out, and swung around into a deep French kiss. Our cum mixed in our mouths as we swirled it about with our eager tongues, then each swallowed the lovely creamy mixture, as once again we explored our hot lingerie-clad bodies. We rested for a while to recover, and I knew the best was yet to come. we knew we would suck each other again, and then fuck each others arse-hole. I trembled with excitement when I looked at my lover's massive prick, and wondered what it would be like to take such a monster ! Well, I found out later what it was like to be a woman, as he fucked me rigid !