By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com Yahoo Chat ID: joyce_devriestv@yahoo.com
Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my diary entry of the time.
My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life adventure, no this was not a TV/TG event. My spouse knows about and totally supports me as "Joyce"; she is an incredible woman, as you will see. I am 5'0", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this was one of the more interesting and adventurous moments of my life as a CD/TV.
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The beginning of this encounter all began with a couple of things; I had always wanted a "sissy dress" in my collection, and like my authentic maid's uniform, which I got to play the actual role of a maid for real in it at a party that the men and women had no clue I was not a GG, and wore the complete French maid outfit, from head to toe and served food and drinks for over 6 hours in 4" heels as well. This dress was different, and deep down I wanted to wear it for real and play the role it is intended for, and that is a "Sissy", not just wear the dress but play the role for real and to be treated as one, in true cuckhold fashion with my husband dominating me.
As the expression goes, "careful what you wish for" came all so true to me when my husband Sharon, a GG, found the dress which I had purchased in one of my closets when she went to borrow one of my many work skirt suits to wear for her work. The dress was an adult little girl pageant dress, lilac in colour, all satin adorned with white lace trim, white lace bows on the sleeves, very short, with a built in crinoline it came with a white satin apron that allowed it to be tied in a big bow in the back, or a wide white satin sash that could be tied with a large bow in the back. I also got the matching sissy panties that matched with it and were also satin with bows and lots of frills and lace. I completed the outfit with a lace chocker in the same material, white and lilac satin and a cute bow at the front and as well a white and lilac satin garter, and lilac hair barrettes, lilac satin gloves, lilac and white lace hair band. Last thing I ordered was lilac lipstick to 100% complete the look, I already had a pair of dyed satin 3" heels in lilac (from a Bridesmaid dress) and a pair of white lace ankle socks. Now my husband had seen the dress, but that is all she saw, she had no clue about all the rest.
I knew something was up when she made casual comments about it like, "I see someone has been shopping", and "what a nice new addition to someone's wardrobe", when I was in male form, and then a week later I got an email that was long and to my male email account, and this is what it said:
"Dear,
I see that someone has been shopping and has bought something rather interesting, a lilac and satin little girls pageant dress, I am curious as to the motive; but let me blunt, I can tell what it is, the cute pretty little girls pageant dress is really an attempt for you to experience the fantasy of being a little sissy cuckhold, with me in control, and you wearing the outfit. If I am wrong let me know, but I sure I am not. I have a male friend at the gym, Wayne, that keeps hitting on me and I have kept telling him I am married and not interested. The other girls at the gym, tell me he is a rather interesting in bed, and something to be experienced. So here is the deal; I know you want the cuckhold sissy experience and to wear the dress and complete outfit for real, like your maid's uniform dress, but to do that, you will have to watch me get laid by another man in our bed and stand there and watch it happen in your cute satin dress and cannot do anything about it. Almost the same as when you watched me with Brenda for the first time, but this time not restrained. If you obey and are good, I may allow you to clean both of us up and you can taste his cum and me on his cock and eat out him from my pussy, but that is about it, as well serve us drinks and food, I will be in complete control. If you do not respond to this email today, on Wednesday night when I go to the gym, I will not resist his advances and will flirt with him and tell him I will go out with him.
Furthermore, I will be telling him all about you and what you are and what your sissy cuckhold desires are, I know he is divorced and I hear he and his ex-wife used to be sexually very experimental and both bi sexual, so it should be fun, especially for me.
If I hear nothing more from you as far as not doing this, then I have to assume that on next Friday night, I expect you to be dressed and ready to go for dinner with myself and Wayne. I will be putting out the clothes for you to be wearing Thursday night, I have already chosen the restaurant we will be going to and you will have to be ready for 6pm that evening, I am planning it so that we meet Wayne there, then coming back to the house for him to make love to me and to have you serve us. I will leave a note for you on specific instructions on what to wear other than what I have left out or cannot find, or else you will find the items on your bed Thursday night when you get back from bowling.
One last chance, so say no now, or I will see you in the living room at 6pm Friday night in a week from now."
Mistress
I was floored and stunned, excited, scared, jealous, nervous and thrilled all at the same time, but I knew deep down I wanted it to happen, needless to say I did not respond to the email. Not a word was said between my spouse and I about the events that would transpire on the following Friday night, but days leading up to it, she had a certain look on her face when she saw me in male mode.
The Thursday night after bowling came and I went into my female bedroom, and on the bed was the clothes she picked for me to wear to dinner, and I was 100% sure what she was going to do to me and that was to make me a spectacle and make me uncomfortable in public at the restaurant. What she laid out was a black leather miniskirt, with slits on the sides for maximum leg exposure, a black semi see through blouse, particularly sheer in the bodice area, one of my all lace black bras, this one a push up, and she dug out a small little black clubbing purse we used to carry went we went to bars many years ago, finally a wide black belt and then a note that read:
My darling cuckhold Sissy:
Yes, you are wearing this, and wear light fishnet black hose, and the 5" black patent heels you have, wear your Curious perfume, perfect scent for a little girl, and put lots on, everywhere, jewelry, make it silver, but all you need is earrings and an anklet, nothing else, no rings, watch or bracelet, that is the one and thing only I will let you choose to wear. Do your makeup dramatic, wear "everything with wine" lipstick, and the deep red nail polish I gave you for Christmas. See you Friday night and I will give you further instructions then in person.
Mistress
p.s. NO FALSIES, I want you to tape up for maximum cleavage and put your Obsession perfume in my bedroom for me to wear.
It was then when reality really set in that this was for real and was going to happen the next night. I then made sure all of the pieces for the little girl pageant dress outfit were laid out next to the other outfit on the bed, the chocker, garter, hair bows, white lace pantyhose, white lace socks, matching dyed satin heels, satin gloves, white floral corsage and finally the matching sissy panties. I got off work early that Friday afternoon and came home and showered and got all squeaky clean, making sure I used the Curious body wash when I showered so the scent would be sure to be everywhere. It was around 3:30pm and I went to my bedroom and started to get ready. I put on my blue terri cloth robe and started with my lingerie which was my black lace and satin panties, then took off the robe and then put on the bandage for my breasts. Doing it alone was a challenge, but I managed and looked in the mirror and saw the effect, not as good as when I dated Cheryle and she assisted, but I did have cleavage, just not as good when Cheryle helped. I then put on the black lace padded push up bra propping my boobs up, and grabbed a pair of white satin gloves and opened a pair of black light fishnet pantyhose and carefully slipped them on. I then put on a pair of low 2" heels to ensure that I would not put a run in my pantyhose and put the robe back on. I was just about to put on my nail polish when I remembered that my husband wanted my Obsession perfume and took it up to her bedroom.
I Then came back down to my bedroom and sat down and started to put on my nail polish, the deep red that Sharon got me for Christmas a few years before and just as I was waiting for my nails to dry I heard the upstairs door open and Sharon's heels clicking and checked the time and it was 4:30pm, so she got off work early for this evening as well. I heard lots of shuffling as I was getting ready upstairs and she obviously had taken off her heels, as I could hear them no more. I then moved to the bathroom in my room and started to put on my makeup, and my husband wanted "dramatic", so I went and grabbed my black eyeliner and did my eyes with formal application so for low light wear and dark, Next was my smoky gray eye shadow both on the upper and lower lids, very different for me, with a hint of black on the outer edges, and then a very healthy application of mascara. Next was blush, and it was my darker more formal blush with an application for again, "a dim lit romantic evening out effect". Finally was the lipstick that my husband asked me to wear, and then I finished off with my Curious perfume and put it everywhere and a healthy dose. I slipped off my terri cloth robe and then started getting dressed for the evening, about that time I heard the shower running and knew my husband was getting ready for the evening as well.
First thing was my blouse for the evening and it was the sheer and very sheer bodice black blouse and I slipped it on, then I kicked off my 2" heels and stepped into the black leather miniskirt, and I loved the feeling of the satin lining rubbing against my legs as I pulled it up, it definitely was short and was going to get me noticed. I tucked in the blouse and then zipped up the skirt and hiked as far as I would dare, then the wide black stretch belt. When I was done I decided to put on my 5 ¼" stiletto pumps for the evening and slipped them on to get used to them. Then I moved to the mirror and this was the first time I saw myself in the outfit, and I was blown away. I for sure looked like a girl hitting the clubs on a Friday/Saturday night, my skirt was stupidly short, heels way too high and makeup looking way too over the edge for a Friday night dinner, plus my lace bra was clearly visible under the blouse, and fishnet hose almost make me look like a hooker. If I were a man seeing this, if I did not get sexually aroused, I would not have a pulse. As I moved to picking my jewelry, I noticed that the shower was still running and that was odd for my husband as she is normally quick in and out of the shower, but moved on to my jewelry. I chose my silver anklet with the 3 hearts and sat down and put it on, then for earrings, a pair of dangly silver spiral ones. I eventually heard heels clicking upstairs and checked the time and I had 30 minutes to pack the small clubbing purse Sharon had left out for me, and I then realized how small it was and wondered how we got by using them back in the day. I had a chuckle when I opened it as it still had a couple of condoms in it, I left those and packed in my lipstick and tissues and a compact and that pretty much was all I could fit into it, then took one last look at myself in the full length mirror and headed upstairs to meet Sharon.
She was reading her book on the couch and put it down and said, "good right on time and just the way I wanted you to look, and nice tits, love the cleavage", I told her I was definitely not dressed appropriately for dinner and she said, "oh you will fit right in where we are going", and again, right away I knew it was Earl's, which is a restaurant that contracts out female models provocatively dressed all in black skirts as their wait staff, very much like what I was wearing. I looked over Sharon and she had done her makeup, not as dramatic as mine, but definitely well done and the same lipstick as mine. She had on ultra sheer nearly black hose, one of my black A line skirts, well above the knee, not quite a miniskirt, but when she was sitting down it looked like one, my red silk blouse, buttoned down as far as it could go without exposing her bra, but certainly was showing off ample cleavage, obviously a push up bra and one of my white strand of small pearls. I could smell she had put on a healthy dose of my Obsession perfume and was wearing the 3" black patent heels I had gotten for her, she had finished the look off with a pair of my long gold dangly earrings. She saw me checking her out and said, "hope you do not mind?, I wanted to look my best for Wayne and make a good first impression this evening, and your wardrobe is perfect for choose from what I wanted, do you like?", I told her she looked sexy and nice. She asked if I was ready to go and told her I was and said, "good, just a few more final touches for you and some final instructions".
She stood up and grabbed my hand and lead me to the bathroom, and opened up the drawer with her feminine products in it and pulled out three tampons and handed them to me and said, "put two in your purse and put one in right now". I said, "but you are not on your period?", and she sharply said, "sissy, you are, NOW PUT IT IN" (when my husband is on her period and we get together, so am I, but not this time). I hiked up my leather miniskirt and took the tampon out of the wrapper put the wrapper in the trash, and pushed my foundation garment and panties aside and reached around and slowly inserted the tampon and removed the applicator and checked the string and put my foundation garment and panties back in place and tugged down my leather miniskirt. My husband was smiling and said, "my, over the years you have become a natural female doing that". She told me that I was to change two times over the course of the evening and she would be telling me when she wanted me to change. She then pulled out a velvet box and before she opened it, she gave me a little speech.
"Ok my little cuckhold sissy, I have something special to complete the look, but before I put this on you, I have to tell you some ground rules for this evening. As soon as I put this on you, I do not want to hear a single word out of your mouth all evening, not to me, Wayne, or in the restaurant, or in the bedroom, I will do all the talking for you, do you understand?", I told her yes, and then she said, "this is your last chance to say something do you have anything to say?".
I told her I did not and the opened the velvet box and pulled out a silver necklace with a name on it and told me to hold up my hair and proceeded to put it on me. In the mirror I saw that the necklace said in large capitol letters, "SISSY", and was very visible on my chest with the lace bra clearly showing under the translucent blouse. She said, "again not a single word out of your mouth, unless I command you to, from now on, you are my sissy cuckold husband and will listen to every one of my commands with no questions asked, let's go, we are running a little late".
We went to the living room and she had pulled out two of my long winter coats, one was my older grey one and the other was a new blue one that I bought and she told me to put on the old one, and made the comment, "Again, I see someone has been shopping, and I love this coat, I remember having one like this years ago, now help me put it on". I helped her and then put my own on and grabbed the small clubbing purse and she grabbed her regular purse and we headed out the door to the very cool night to the car. Luckily there was no snow on the walkway or the driveway and I went to the passenger side and slid in, and my husband got in her side, and she started driving. I was surprised as we were driving, and could not say anything that she was heading in the opposite direction on the highway of where I thought we were going. She started talking telling me how fun it was going to be seeing people's reactions to me and how looking forward she was to seeing Wayne and seeing what all the fuss was about with him in bed. She also told me that she was definitely looking forward to seeing me in the complete sissy outfit and made the comment, "knowing you, I am sure you went all out and I know Wayne has commented he cannot wait to see you in it". Last thing she told me was that when we were in public, Wayne and her were going to be referring to me in the female way, "her and she", to avoid any added attention from people around us however, once we left the restaurant, I would be called a "he and him". As well, if a name was to be used it would be "Cindy", she laughed and said it kind of rhymed with Sissy, she laughed again and said, "Sissy Cindy, kind of has a nice ring to it".
We pulled into Mapleview Mall in Burlington, and much to my surprise, there was an Earl's, and Sharon parked not too far from the entrance to it and we got out the car, our heels clicking in unison and Sharon took the lead as we entered the restaurant. We were greeted by a 5'5" brunette, with long blond hair, perfect makeup, a black spandex miniskirt and a black silk blouse buttoned and showing as much cleavage as Sharon, in hose the same colour as Sharon and heels almost identical to Sharon. She said, "good evening ladies", just the two of you?", Sharon of course spoke up and said, "no there will be three of us a gentleman will be joining us" and she smiled and said, "your name would not happen to be Sharon would it?", and my husband said, "yes it is". She smiled and grabbed two menu's and said, follow me ladies a gentleman is already here waiting for you".
She lead us to the table and Sharon took the lead and Wayne saw us coming and stood up and Sharon walked right up to him and he hugged her and he gave her a light kiss on the cheek. Wayne was saying how lovely it was to see her and then Sharon looked at me and told me, "take off my coat and put it on the spare chair", Wayne spoke up, and said, "allow me", which he did. I took mine off and put it over Sharon's and Wayne immediately commented on Sharon's looks and leaned in and gave her another hug and light kiss, and said, "you look stunning and smell amazing, all I get to see you in is your exercise clothes, this is a new perspective", I heard what he said as he leaned in and whispered, "your breasts look amazing". We sat down, Sharon next to Wayne and me on the other side of the table next to the coats. Then the first moment for me that was the most enjoyable was as I sat across from Sharon and Wayne, Wayne said, "and who might this be?" pointing at me and Sharon said, "Wayne, this is Cindy", he then said, "when is the person we talked about showing up, I thought it was going to be the three of us only?", Sharon leaned in and whispered something in his ear to him and the look on his face was classic and he blurted out "no way, it cannot be". Sharon said very quietly "I dressed him up real nice didn't I?". Wayne was blown away, but in order to keep things in order said nothing more. Wayne from what I could see was in a tanned blazer, black pants and a white shirt and was decent looking, nothing spectacular, but fit. He was more than flirtatious in public with my husband and was holding her hand and caressing her arm complimenting her appearance over and over and every once in a while staring over at me.
Our waitress came and said, "hello folks, my name is Shawna, I will be serving you, I see the gentleman has a drink, can I get you ladies something to drink?". She was 5'5", in a black scrunchy miniskirt, creamy black silk blouse, ample cleavage showing, black tights and 4" heels, of course perfect makeup. Sharon immediately spoke up and said, "yes we will both like a glass of white wine", and I could see her staring at my top and the necklace and smiled, and said, "I will be back to take your orders and your drinks". Wayne and Sharon basically ignored me and started talking about the gym, and life in general, and Wayne was basically courting her, lots of PDA and I was staring around at the lovely creatures walking around sizing them up, and every once in a while, catching them checking me out. Wayne and Sharon discussed the menu and what was good and what to order and she said, I "know what she and I are having" and did not use my name. Wayne and Sharon on their own started talking about the wait staff and how sexy they looked and then Sharon leaned into Wayne and whispered something and he said out loud, "oh I cannot wait to see that". At this point Wayne had not seen me from head to toe without my coat on. Our waitress Shawna came back with our drinks and asked if we were ready to order and Wayne said he would have the Caesar chicken wrap and fries and then she looked at me and Sharon immediately said, "she and I will have the dried riblets and a side Caesar salad". I just smiled at her and handed her my menu and so did Wayne and Sharon. As she was about to leave Sharon asked her where the washrooms were and she pointed to a back corner, slightly different than the Earl's at Square One.
As soon as she left my husband Sharon looked at me and quietly said, "time to fix your lips and change and bring me back the proof", Wayne looked at Sharon and said, "change?", and then Sharon leaned into him and whispered into his ear, and he said, "oh really?, interesting", Sharon just nodded and said, "oh yes". I grabbed my clubbing purse slung it over my shoulder and stood up, tugged down my black leather miniskirt and headed to the washroom sign. Due to the heels and leather miniskirt, my steps were small and deliberate and I was very careful to make sure I was walking correctly in the very high heels. Obviously I was making a scene as I could feel eyes on me, male female and more importantly the female wait staff. I got into the washroom and it was surprisingly busy with only 4 stalls, only one was available and there was two women at the sinks freshening up. I grabbed the last available stall and hung up my purse on the door, pulled out a tampon and took it out of the wrapper put it in the sanitary disposal can, then hiked up my skirt, sat down and pulled aside my foundation garment and panties and grabbed the string and pulled out the tampon and wrapped it in toilet paper and put it on top of the toilet paper dispenser. Then slowly inserted the new tampon and pulled out the applicator and made sure the string was there. I stood up and put the applicator and the used tampon in my clubbing purse, both the women beside me had left their stalls long ago, but I heard a couple of others come in. I hiked down my skirt and stood up and headed to the sinks and another woman was there and as I stood at the mirror could tell that two other stalls had women in them. The woman next to me was middle aged in slacks and a sweater, and no heels, ballet flats. I really did not have to touch up my lips but opened my clubbing purse pulled out my lipstick and applied more, the woman next to me was packing up her purse and then it happened again. Like two years ago in the ladies washroom at Earl's at Square One, she stared at me in the mirror as I was packing up my clubbing purse and said, "do you girls not have an employee washroom?", of course thinking I was one of the wait staff, and had to break the rules my husband set down of no talking to fit in as a female and said, "the staff one was in use and I had to 'take care' of something rather quickly, so I had no choice, I knew it was coming, but not expecting tonight". She smiled and said, "ah, no need to explain, those times of the month come at the most inconvenient times", I told her "they sure do". She then took a second look at me and commented, "I have no clue how you girls do a shift wearing heels that high", I commented back, same as the last time, "I can manage", she then said, "I cringe watching you girls walking in those every time I come here, my back and legs and feet would be killing me if I wore the shoes you girls do as high as they are, I can barely manage when I have to wear 1 inch heels". I smiled at her and she smiled back and left. I slung my clubbing purse over my shoulder then went to the full length mirror and checked if my skirt was right and fluffed out my hair a little and then left the washroom.
The walk back to the table was like the walk to the washroom, I could feel eyes on me and was a slow and deliberate in my walk back. As I walked closer to the table I could see Sharon and Wayne checking me out and I carefully sat down and tugged down my skirt and crossed my ankles. Wayne immediately commented, "that was quite the show you put on Cindy". Sharon said, "I planned on making her a spectacle here". Wayne then said, "judging by the reactions I saw, she drew just as much attention as the wait staff", I said nothing and just smiled. Sharon then said, "give me your purse", I handed it to her and she opened it and said, "good you did as you were told". Wayne had a confusing look on his face and as she handed my purse back, she whispered into his ear, and all he said was, "ah ok, gotcha". About that time, our waitress Shawna came back with another waitress, which was a blond in a black spandex miniskirt, nude hose, black lace over satin blouse ample breasts showing and about 3" black patent heels. She put down my food definitely looked me up and sown and smiled at me and sauntered away, Shawna had Sharon and Wayne's food and put it down. She then said, "so what is the occasion tonight people?". Sharon spoke up and said, "we are getting dinner before going out clubbing". She then said, "well I do like your outfits", then pointing at me said "especially yours", Sharon again, not allowing me to talk said, "yes, Cindy does like to make a statement when we go clubbing". I just smiled at her and looking at me she said, "the wait staff have asked me to ask you where you got that blouse as it is so sexy, and by the way, you wear it well", giggling she said, "I think I am wearing the same bra as you are". Sharon immediately commented, "she got it at Square One at Le Chateau, and the bra at Sears at the same mall". She had a puzzled look on her face, as I said nothing just smiled the entire time and she simply said, "enjoy your food" and walked away. After she left, Sharon was laughing and said, "obviously, what I set out to do worked, especially when she commented on the fact she could see your bra and matched hers".
We ate dinner and again, my husband and Wayne ignored me totally and Wayne was relentless in flirting and making moves on my husband and she was not resisting and was flirting right back. Our waitress Shawna came back a few times and asked if everything was all right and at one point my husband ordered another round of drinks, but pointed at me and said, "but she will not have another". Again she looked puzzled, and more strange is that another girl came and delivered the drinks in a black spandex miniskirt, dark blue satin blouse, again, amble cleavage showing, sheer black hose the same as my husband and almost 4" black patent heels. She looked at me and obviously wanted a closer look as I saw her before looking at me from a distance and said, looking right at me, "Shawna was right, that blouse is very sexy and you do wear it so well, and I think that is the same bra she is wearing". I just smiled and she walked away, and Sharon immediately said, "I think she was trying to hit on you". I said nothing and Wayne commented "well Cindy's boobs alone is enough to attract attention, they are almost as nice as yours". Sharon smiled and quietly said, "I had her tape them up special to stand out and the push up padded bra helps". Wayne then quietly commented, "I do like a woman with big boobs", then my husband quietly came back with, "well then when she changes at home into her darling little sissy pageant dress, I have a special treat for you". I had no clue what she was talking about, but I had a suspicion she found my hiding spot for my 38DDD breast forms. Wayne gave her arm a rub and a little kiss on the cheek and quietly said, "I cannot wait to see her in the cute little girl's pageant sissy dress". My husband and Wayne continued to talk and ignoring me and there was lots of whispering back and forth and my husband was doing lots of giggle and every once in a while she would say, "I cannot wait", and Wayne would say back, "nor can I". Shawna came back with the bill and Wayne settled it up and she left with saying, "have a fun night of clubbing folks". My husband grabbed her purse and looked at me and said, "time to freshen up dear", and grabbed her purse and I slung mine over my shoulder and we headed to the washrooms, this time I really needed to use a stall. As we walked along, she quietly said, "no need to change this time my dear, you will do that at home". Now even more eyes were on us, and especially females looking us up and down.
We entered the ladies room and passed a woman at the sinks touching up her lipstick and found two empty stalls and I went in, hung up my clubbing purse and hiked up my skirt and sat down and pulled my foundation garment and panties aside and did my business, and I heard my husband doing the same. She left the stall before me and I cleaned up and put everything back in place and tugged down my skirt and grabbed my clubbing purse and joined her at the sinks, we were alone in the washroom. She was touching up her lipstick and I went beside her and opened my clubbing purse and pulled out the matching lipstick to hers and started doing my lips, and as my husband was packing up her purse, she said, "I am so fucking horny right now, my pussy and panties are so wet, and I cannot wait to get Wayne in bed and seeing you in your cute dress and having you watch him make love to me, you have been a good sissy so far, keep it up". After I packed up my clubbing purse, I saw my husband at the full length mirror and she was adjusting herself and making sure her boobs were showing right and skirt was proper, she stood aside and watched me do the same, and made the comment, "oh I DEFINIETLY chose the right outfit to show you off and make you uncomfortable, and a spectacle, now my little sissy cuckhold, let's go and take you home and make both our wishes come true". Actually, in truth I was not uncomfortable, definitely a spectacle, and rather liked the fact that no one figured out my true sex, and I got compliments from other GG's, but my husband thought otherwise that she got her way.
We walked back to the table and Wayne was waiting and said, "are we ready to go?", my husband said, "YES!, more than ready". I grabbed my long winter coat and Wayne quickly got my husband's borrowed blue one and helped her on with it, leaving me to do my own. He then grabbed my husband's hand and lead her out of the restaurant, leaving me to follow behind. As we left the hostess said, "have a good night clubbing folks". First of all, we only told our waitress what we were doing and how did she know?, obviously word travels fast in the waitress area when a uniquely dressed party comes in. We got to the car on a freezing cold night and Wayne was the gentleman and opened the drivers door for my husband, but not before pulling her in for a long soulful kiss, and I could hear my husband moaning as he kissed her. I then walked to the passenger side and got in on my own. I slid in and after my husband and Wayne broke their embrace I heard Wayne tell my husband he had our house on his GPS and he would be right behind us.
My husband slid in and said, "my he is a good kisser, and I checked and he is already hard, and again, I am very wet, so this should be fun, hope you liked that kiss he gave me". I of course said nothing and my husband started driving and gave me another speech before we got to the house:
"My sissy cuckhold, your lips must always be 100% perfect, you are not allowed to eat or drink anything I am going to ask you to serve Wayne and I the snacks then drinks and possibly more. Furthermore, in the living room, behind the coffee table is a piece of tape on the floor, it has your name "Sissy" on it, and as well as the bedroom. Those are called your "stations", when I tell you to go to your "station" you will stand on it, heels together, standing up straight chest out and hands folded in front of you. You will also take care of my coat, hanging it up when we get in, as well, you will immediately get the snack tray and fruit tray from the fridge and fill the two wine glasses on the kitchen counter and serve Wayne and I in the living room on the coffee table, just nod if you understand".
I did, and before I knew it we were at home. Wayne literally was 30 seconds behind us, as we got out of the car he pulled up, my husband told me to wait for him and he came and gave my husband a long kiss and after we went to the front door and went in. Wayne took off my husband's coat and she told him to hand it to me, he did and I went to the front hall closet and hung it up as well as mine. I heard my husband tell Wayne to get comfortable and she would be right back and I heard her heels clicking towards the bathroom. I on the other hand, went to the kitchen, leaving my clubbing purse on the kitchen counter and went to the fridge and as my husband requested, got the fruit and snack tray and brought them into the living room, and put them down on the coffee table, and Wayne commented, "my you are an obedient little sissy are you not?", I said nothing just smiled. My husband walked into the living room and barked out, "WHERE IS THE WINE SISSY?", I bowed my head and quickly went into the kitchen and poured two glasses and came back into the living room with them and sat them down. Wayne and my husband were already lightly kissing and caressing one another and my husband noticed the wine and said, "station sissy". I went and stood on the piece of tape and did what I was told, and watched as the two of them lightly made out. As I stood there, they sipped on wine and snacked in between kisses and caressing and then my husband started with the comments, like, "my what a little sissy, a pathetic form of a man, he is better as a woman do not think Wayne?". Wayne agreed "I would fuck him in a minute if I saw him dressed like that in a bar".
My husband laughed and said, "well, he has had quite a few encounters dressed like that in a bar, we used to go clubbing, both dressed like that, but they had no clue he was not a woman and he ended up in the back seats of cars giving blowjobs, and me in the back seats getting laid, but tonight is different". Wayne said, "mmmmmm gives me a few ideas, but we can talk about that later", My husband then said to me, "interesting, but time for the main attraction, looking at me said, "go get changed cuckhold sissy and I want you to wear those large breast forms I found in your stash, thought you could hide them from me didn't you?, Wayne likes big tits, you are dismissed, go get changed, darken your makeup like a 6 year old pageant girl, and douse yourself again in your perfume, it is wearing off, also take off those adult earrings and put on the little girl diamond studs you have".
I grabbed my clubbing purse and left to go downstairs to my bedroom, and started to strip out of my outfit for the day and literally took everything off except for my foundation garment and black lace panties. I took extra care taking off my black fishnet pantyhose, by putting on my white satin gloves and carefully slipped them off and then opened up a package of the pair of white lace patterned pantyhose hose and carefully slipped them on. It was the first time I had seen them on my legs and had to admit, they looked sexy, even before all the rest of the outfit was put on. I slipped on the dyed satin lilac heels and had to go to one of my other closets outside of my bedroom and get the 36DDD falsies and the white lace bra 36DDD for them and then back to my bedroom. I put the bra on and the falsies in it, which were huge and literally were 2 pounds each. Then put on the matching lilac satin sissy panties to match the dress over the foundation garment, before I put on the dress, I took my curious perfume and again doused my entire body in it. Next was the satin dress and it did feel wonderful putting it on and was pleased that the larger breast forms filled out the bodice nicely. Then the finishing touches. I took out my regular hair barrettes and put in the matching lilac ones, which were cute bows, then a rhinestone tiara, after making sure my hair was perfect, then put on the matching satin and lace chocker, making sure the bow was at the front. Then kicked off the heels and put on the white lace ankle socks, then put the matching lilac satin heels back on. Next was the wide lilac garter and I slipped that up my left leg to my thigh. The hardest part was putting on the wide white silk sash around my waist I had to do the big bow sideways and then tugging it around to the back, which I managed to do. The last thing before I did my makeup was taking off the long dangly silver earrings and putting on a pair of clip on diamond stud earrings. Then I moved to my bathroom for makeup, and as I stared at myself in the mirror I already was very juvenile looking. I took makeup remover pads and removed my eye makeup and then lipstick, and then started from scratch. First was the eyeliner, which was thick, very thick, more than a formal night out, more like what an 18 year old girl would wear. Then eye shadow, which was purple/Lilac and on the upper and lower lids, followed by a new mascara I had got called "voluminous", which I applied a healthy coat and literally made my eye lashes look 3 times thicker, and I could feel it they were thick. Next was the blush, and I found my darkest shade of blush and applied a very well calculated but heavy application, made my cheeks "rosy" and distinct. Finally was the lipstick which was a shimmering lilac shade and I applied a healthy coat and then topped it off with lip gloss, which made them glisten. I went back into my bedroom and the last two things I put on were the lilac satin elbow length gloves and the delicate small white lace floral wrist corsage. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and almost did not recognize myself. It certainly was the look I always wanted and I grabbed my clubbing purse and packed away the lilac lipstick and gloss in it and was ready for whatever was next, then headed upstairs.
I got to the top of the stairs and put my clubbing purse on the kitchen counter and went into the living room. What I was greeted with was my husband, her black silk panties on the coffee table the skirt she was in (mine), up around her waist, she was in nearly black lace thigh highs, legs spread wide open, the red silk blouse (mine), completely unbuttoned, exposing her black all satin push up bra, and Wayne and her passionately kissing her with him fingering a bald pussy (now I know why she was in the shower so long), and she was caressing his rather large bulge at his crotch. They broke their embrace and all my husband had to say was, "HOLY SHIT!, I knew you would go all out sissy but never thought this far, matching satin gloves, white lace hose, matching chocker, matching hair barrettes, a tiara, white corsage and matching lips?, and look how shiny and sexy they look". Even Wayne commented, "now that is cute and kissable and appropriate to get intimate with". My husband then ordered me to walk around and to model the outfit for Wayne and her, and told me to hold my hands correctly like I was walking on a stage in a pageant, and I had a confused look on my face and she said, "like the TV show, 'toddlers and tiara's' that I know you have been watching". I held out my hands to my sides and put my palms down and walked around the living room, and my husband commented, "perfect like a little pre-teen pageant girl, look how everything is matching and I am curious about something", and grabbed one of her books and threw it at my feet, and said, "cuckhold sissy, bend over and pick that up but do it like the man like you are and not in a feminine way, do not kneel down". I turned around and did with my skirt exposing everything and she squealed, "look at the pretty matching sissy panties, pretty bows and all, I love the crinolines, and he has a garter to match the dress, so much a perfect sissy, and look at the pretty bow at the back of the dress". She had me continue to walk around and Wayne continued to caress her satin covered breasts and fingering her obviously wet pussy. Eventually my husband pulled away and she grabbed her mobile device and said, "picture time sissy, go look cute in the middle of the room, and pose with your hands like you were when parading around and give me a smile", she then snapped several pictures. Then said, "now hold your hands on your hips and bend a knee and turn slight away from me to show me the bow, then look at me, you know, the typical cheerleader pose, I need to get the bow in the picture", I did and she snapped several pictures again. She said, "one final shot, go and try and pick up that book the way you did the first time and bend over like the man you are and hold the pose", I did, exposing my sissy panties and all and she took several more pictures.
My husband eventually said, "station sissy". I went and stood at the appropriate spot and folded my hands at the front the of the dress and she and Wayne continued to make out heavily and he continued to finger her bald wet pussy and then my husband broke the kiss and said, "time for me to get into something more appropriate for the rest of the evening". She gave Wayne one last light kiss and got up and tugged down the skirt, with the blouse still wide open. Then said, "Wayne what colour of lingerie is your favorite", and he said "red" and she said, "perfect, that is sissy's favorite and I think you will like what I have, I will wear his favorite lingerie for you to make love to me in while he watches". Then she looked at me and said, "sissy, help Wayne undress and 'fluff' him while I change". I knew what it meant, but Wayne had no clue and had a confused look on his face and my husband said, "he will help you undress and then start sucking your cock to get you hard and ready to make love to me, hope that is alight?", as she walked away smiling and heels clicking. Wayne looked at me and smiled and said, "perfect, get over here sissy", he stood up and stood in front of me and started caressing my large satin covered breasts and said, "very nice tits now get on your knees sissy". Wayne was taking off his shirt and jacket and when he did, I was just settling in on my knees on a pillow from the couch he looked down at me and said, "take off my pants and underwear sissy". I reached up and undid his belt and pants and tugged them down and he then stepped out of them. He threw them on the couch on and all that was left was me staring at his underwear and he said, "pull them down sissy and make me hard so I can make love to your darling sexy wife".
I pulled them down and I got a surprise, his cock was like the guy that my husband and I encountered in Las Vegas a few years before, it was not thick and huge but thin and very long. He stepped out of the underwear and said, "get to work sissy". He was semi hard, and I grabbed the shaft at the base of the long cock with my satin covered hands and started by licking off the pre cum that was on his cock head, his cock was cut. He started moaning immediately as I licked it up and I could feel him getting harder already. I caressed his balls with my satin covered hands and held the base of his cock with the other, and he moaned, "oh that feeling of satin is so nice". I then started my usual routine of concentrating on the underside of his cock head, with my lips and tongue and with my satin covered hands and continued caressing his balls and with my other satin covered hand started stroking up and down on the long and very quickly hardening shaft. He was moaning "oh sissy this feels so good", and I was worried that I would make him cum before my husband would come back. He literally was as hard as a rock quickly as I did my usual routine of flicking my tongue up and down his long thin shaft and all I could here was him moaning, "God this feels sooooo good, you certainly know how to suck cock sissy". I slowed down and started sucking and licking his very full balls and kept stroking his hard shaft with my satin covered hands.
About that time, I heard the click of my husband's heels come into the living room and I heard Wayne say, "oh wow, that lingerie is so sexy", she said, "glad you like it, my sissy cuckhold husband likes it as well, he loves making love to me while I am wearing it". The lingerie was a red satin baby doll, one I always loved seeing her in and making love to her as a male, the top has a built in push up bra and displays her breast nicely, and had matching sheer thong panties I noticed she darkened her makeup and touched up her lips. She cooed, "has my cuckhold sissy husband been doing a good job getting you hard for me?", He just moaned, "oh God yes, you taught him well on how to suck a cock", she laughed out loud and said, "oh no, he learned that all on his own as I have not sucked a cock since I was a teenager so I have long ago, I forgotten how to do it, and I have heard from my female lovers girlfriend's husband, that he sucks all the time, he is very good". Wayne moaned back, "I will second that". My husband then said, "enough sissy, get off of his cock and go to your station". I stopped and got up and went and stood were I was supposed to, hands folded heels together and standing at attention, and my husband walked up to Wayne and slowly stroked his very hard member and said, "my, have not seen one this long in a while, I am so looking forward to that in my pussy, the girls were telling the truth". Wayne had a smirk on his face and said, "and what girls?", my husband then said, "Samantha and Bonnie from the gym". Wayne said, "ah yes, they are both very good in bed and I am sure you will be as well". They went into a long passionate kiss and she held on to his very erect cock, stoking it and then broke the kiss and said, "it is time", and started leading him to our bedroom while holding his long thin erect cock. My husband then said, "sissy, it is time you change and bring me the evidence and fix your lips and then join us our bedroom so you can watch Wayne make love to me".
I watched as she lead him out of the living room and down the hallway to the bedroom her heels clicking and I grabbed my clubbing purse and headed to the bathroom. I saw them go into our bedroom and I went into the bathroom and put down my clubbing purse and opened it up and pulled out my lilac lipstick and applied another thick coat of lipstick and gloss. Then pulled out the last of the tampons and hiked up my skirt of the dress and had to move away the sissy panties, my foundation garment and my black lace panties and pulled out the tampon that was in my rear. I wrapped it in tissue paper and then put it on the counter and pulled out a new one and took it out of the package tossing the wrapper into the trash and then slowly inserted it in, making sure the string was there, and put the applicator on the counter and then put all of my undergarments in place. I then grabbed my clubbing purse and the used tampon and the applicator and walked to the bedroom.
When I walked in, I went and saw the tape on the floor labelled "Sissy" at the edge of the bed and my husband and Wayne were definitely engaged. He was kissing her passionately, then alternately sucking her nipples as she had pulled down her lingerie straps exposing her lovely breasts, I saw his cock was still very hard and he was also fingering her pussy over top of the sheer red thong panties. I put the used tampon and the applicator and on the bed side table and stood on the tape with my hands folded in front of me watching them. At one point my husband said, "good job sissy" and then closed her eyes and enjoyed Wayne's attention. I watched as Wayne moved her panties aside and inserted his cock into her wet pussy and started making love to my her and she was moaning and telling Wayne, "deeper and harder" she was pinching her nipples and obviously enjoying Wayne's cock. She kept moaning "God this feels so incredible", over and over, and both of them were ignoring me. About 15 minutes later Wayne grunted and stopped thrusting in and out of her, leaving his cock deep in her pussy, he obviously came in her.
My husband opened her eyes and looked over at me while Wayne was still deep inside her then threw a pillow at my feet and then Wayne went in and kissed her deep and hard and after breaking the kiss my husband told him how lovely it was having something touching her that deep in her pussy was and was hoping to have it again. Wayne told her, "it was my pleasure and your pussy feels so nice and I want to do it again". She smiled and then looked over at me and said, "sissy on your knees NOW!". I got on my knees on the pillow adjusting my dress and making sure it looked right with the crinolines and all and sat back on my heels. Wayne did not know what was going on and then my husband said, "Wayne, go and see my sissy cuckhold husband, he will lick and suck you clean, no need to run to the bathroom". Wayne got off of the bed and came and stood before me and looked down at me and said, "again sissy, do your job", I took my satin covered hands and grabbed the base of his long thin cock that was getting limp and quickly licked up and down it tasting my husband's pussy juices and his juices all at once and cleaned him up and he started getting harder, and he kept moaning, "Oh Sharon this feels so good, again, your husband definitely knows how to suck a cock", and my husband cooed, "glad you like and when he is done, he knows what other job he has to do". He was all clean and as he stood there my husband said, "alright sissy, come and take you place". I stood up and went to the bed and laid down and my husband rolled over and mounted my face and lowered her bald pussy to my just over my lips and said, "now my cuckhold sissy husband, this is your first snack of the evening, enjoy". I moved her thong panties aside, then she proceeded to open her pussy muscles, and said "open wide" Wayne's cum came out of her pussy in large quantities, and I lapped it up and she then lowered her pussy to my lips and moaned, "get your tongue in there and do not miss a drop of Wayne". I did, licking deep into her pussy and then she started moving her pussy all around my face as I licked her clit and pussy and she was telling to make her cum and to lick her clit harder, I did and she started going faster and faster over my face as I licked and then she shuddered groaned and came, then got still, then got off of me and got off the bed. Both Wayne and her were ignoring me and went and went into a deep passionate kiss, Wayne was fingering her pussy around her thin thong panties again, my husband was massaging his now hardening cock leaving me on the bed to watch. Then they left the room hand in hand with Wayne's long hardening cock sticking straight out, and my husband said as they left, "go downstairs to your bedroom and fix your face sissy, it is a mess, and hurry back up and join us in the living room and fill our wine glasses when you do", I watched as they walked off hand in hand my husband's heels clicking as they did.
I got up and went grabbed my clubbing purse out of the bathroom then downstairs to my bedroom, then to my bathroom and had a look at myself in my bathroom mirror and found out my husband was right, she told me my makeup was a mess and it was. My eyes were smudged and my lips were of course in need of work and I had to fix both as well as my cheeks. I quickly re-did my eyes, putting on another coat of eyeliner, then another application of eye shadow another healthy coat of mascara. Again another application of blush and finally a thick coat of lilac lipstick and lip gloss over that. I packed up my clubbing purse and then headed upstairs, and when I got to the top of the stairs put my clubbing purse on the kitchen counter and went into the living room and my husband and Wayne were kissing heavily and he was fingering her pussy again, panties aside, and she was massaging his very erect cock. I grabbed the empty wine glasses and took them to the kitchen and filled them and brought them and put them on the coffee table and went and stood on the tape and watched them make out.
They broke their embrace and started sipping on the wine staring at me, my husband commented, "does he not look so pathetic and pretty, certainly not a man like you". Wayne, still caressing my husband's pussy said, "he certainly does, but he certainly knows how to suck a cock than more real women can, and looks more feminine than most real women", they continued to stare at me and Wayne said, "I would love for your sissy husband to give me a blowjob right now". My husband said, "of course he would love to, but will you have enough for me?, as I want that cock in my pussy again and another load to feed my sissy cuckhold husband", she squeezed his hard cock and he said, "definitely".
Then my husband looked at me and threw a pillow on the floor and said, "sissy, come and suck Wayne off, BUT, when he comes, do not swallow right away, I want pictures of his cum in your mouth to prove how much of a sissy you are". I moved over and kneeled down in front of the couch and made sure my dress and crinolines were right, kneeled on the pillow, and sat back on my heels and leaned in and grabbed the base of his cock with my satin covered hands and licked the cum of the tip of his cock and he moaned loudly. I then started my usual routine and was flicking my tongue all over his shaft and caressing his balls and I heard him making out with husband and she and him were moaning and then him telling her telling her how incredible her sissy husband felt sucking his cock, and I started licking up and down, caressing his balls with my satin covered hands. I then felt my husband get up off the couch heels clicking away then back, and I then heard her taking pictures of me as I bobbed up and down on Wayne's cock. She cooed, "such a lovely pathetic cuckhold sissy sucking another man's cock dressed like a little pageant girl", and continued to take pictures. Wayne just moaned, and said, "and definitely one that knows what he is doing". I paused every once in a while stroking his long shaft to lick and suck on his balls. I knew he was getting close when he started moaning louder and placed his hands on my head and at that point I started very quickly bobbing up and down taking him in as far as I could get when was about half way and still caressing his balls with my satin covered hands. About 5 minutes later I felt him tense up and then he grunted and the other times I have given a blowjob which swallowing right away was natural for me, this time I had to remember not to swallow and wrapped my lips tightly around his head stopped bobbing while he filled my mouth with about 8 good blasts of his cum.
It was a strange feeling with a load of cum in my mouth and it just sitting there as I moved off of Wayne's cock. Wayne was moaning and leaning back saying, "that was incredible". My husband looked down at me and said, "stay on your knees my cuckhold sissy husband and open wide, show me what Wayne gave you as another snack". I sat back on my heels and opened wide and my husband told me to tilt my head back and started taking picture from a few different angles and then said, "WOW, that was allot!, now sissy, swallow and enjoy your snack from Wayne, then clean him up, and go fix your lips and serve us more wine". I swallowed the huge load and then leaned into Wayne and licked and sucked up and down his now limp cock and cleaned his shaft and balls up. My husband had already sat down next to him and was making out with him while I did, as I cleaned him up he was already starting to get hard again.
I finished and then got up and left the two of them and went to the kitchen and got my clubbing purse and went to the washroom and pulled out my lilac lipstick and applied a healthy coat then gloss and packed it back up in the clubbing purse and headed to the living room, and of course Wayne and my husband were still making out, with him fingering her pussy and she stroking a not so limp cock. I grabbed the empty wine glasses and went to the kitchen and filled them and brought them back, and put them down on the coffee table and went to the other side of the table and stood at my station folded my hands and was watching them.
Eventually they broke their embrace and both grabbed the wine I served and started drinking it, of course both staring at me and then Wayne looked at me and then my husband and said, "I would like to borrow your sissy husband in a couple of months for a day". My husband said, "what for? and why would you want him, he is such a pathetic sissy". He said, "it is for a Wedding and I need a date, and he looks so feminine dressed up, and I have some other plans for him". My husband said, "what other plans?". He went on to explain him and his ex wife had a sexual swinging deal going with a couple and they were both bisexual and would get together and have fun, and it was always experimental and that I would be perfect to pose as his girlfriend for the Wedding and then be the sissy dressed the way I was right then for fun after the Wedding(it was their niece's Wedding). My husband said, "Of course you can have him, he would love to be your sissy toy for the day/evening". He smiled and said "perfect, Meg and Alex will definitely love him, especially dressed the way he is now after the Wedding". My husband went on to say that she would make sure I would be perfect for day of the Wedding as his date.
Wayne had said he had some concerns and asked if she thought I would fit in at a Wedding as a female as after all, he had not heard me speak as a female. My husband immediately laughed hysterically and told Wayne, "he has been to over a dozen Weddings as a female date for a man, and has been a Bridesmaid for real four times, when only the Bride knew his true sex, and for God's sake, he wore the Wedding gown when we got married, and that means walking down the isle 5 times, so he knows the drill". Wayne was floored and asked if I had the right clothes to wear and again my husband laughed out loud and said, "he has more clothes in this house to cloth at least 4 females for any occasion for a month without wearing the same thing".
Wayne then asked my husband "can I hear him speak as a woman", my husband looked at me and said, "sissy tell Wayne how much you would love to be his date for the Wedding". I spoke up and said, "Wayne, I would love to be your date for the Wedding and your sissy after". Wayne put down his wine glass and said, "that is incredible, I would never have guessed". My husband laughed again and said, "He did phone sex for two years as a female..... enough for a down payment on our first house." Then Wayne asked if he could see what I would wear, she said "of course, but a few questions". My husband put down her glass and asked Wayne about the Wedding where it was, the time of day, and was it an informal Wedding, garden Wedding or a traditional Wedding. He told her it was a traditional Wedding, it was going to be in Mississauga and he was going to get a room at the hotel were the reception was as he wanted to enjoy himself and did not want to risk driving home. Church was for 3pm and reception for 6:30pm till after midnight, with dinner then dancing. My husband said, "perfect, a hotel room for him to change, would you like a fashion show tonight then?". Wayne had a confused look on his face and my husband said, "what you would like him to see what he would wear to the Church and then the reception?", Wayne then said, "he has to change clothes?", my husband again laughed, "of course, you cannot wear a sexy dress to the church, and I am sure you want him to look sexy at the reception". He said, "of course I do, does you or he have the right clothes to do that?". Again my husband laughed out loud and said, "dear, again, he has owns more female clothes that are his in this house for 4 females for any occasion for months and not wear the same thing, so YES". He smiled at my husband and said, "well show me what he will be wearing to the Church to start with". She told him she had the perfect dress of mine in mind and got off the couch and came and grabbed my hand and lead me downstairs, but not before I grabbed my clubbing purse off the kitchen counter and followed my husband downstairs.
She lead me to our "shared" closet where all of my floral spring/summer dresses are stored and she pulled out a long fitted calf length dark floral dress with a cute white lace appliqué around the bodice, and a lattice tie at the back and held it up to me and said, "I wore this dress of yours to my cousin's Wedding, it should be fine for the one you are going to for the Church", she handed it to me and said, "go get changed out of that sissy dress and everything and I am mean everything associate with the sissy dress and put on the 5" black patent heels with it, a simple strand of pearls, no other jewellery. Then come and model it for Wayne and I, put on a full white slip as well as the dress is not lined, and leave the pantyhose you are wearing on right now and change your lipstick to the one you wore to the restaurant". She left and went upstairs and I took the dress and went into my bedroom and stripped off everything for the pageant sissy girl dress outfit including the 36DDD breast forms and bra.
I then went to my lingerie drawer(s) and grabbed a lacy white full slip and a lacy white front closure bra and put them both on as well as my usual breast forms to give me a full C cup to enhance my natural B breasts. Then slid on the dress, and it felt so wonderful, I adjusted the ties at the back to make it more form fitting then slipped into my 5 1/4" stilettos and made my way to the bathroom to adjust my makeup, the heels were a dramatic change from the 3" dyed to match lilac heels I was wearing, but I managed to adjust and get comfortable again in them. I pulled out one of makeup wipes and cleaned off my lips and then applied the lipstick that was one of the deep red ones my husband and I shared. Last thing was I put on a simple strand of 20" pearls then packed up my clubbing purse and headed upstairs.
I left my clubbing purse on the kitchen counter and headed into the living room to show my husband and Wayne the dress I was wearing. Again they were making out and one of his fingers was in my husband's pussy and I noticed the red sheer thong panties on the coffee table, on the other hand my husband was stroking his very hard cock. They stopped making out when they heard me come in and neither one moved their hands and continued to fondle each other while looking at me. My husband spoke up and said, "well Wayne what do you think?, is he ready to go to Church or what?, sissy, walk around and model for us". I walked around and while still fondling each other I made sure they saw the complete look. Wayne made the comment, "he does look very pretty and the heels are right and it is appropriate for a Church Wedding, but I was hoping for something a little more, shall I say 'shorter' for the dress, and the pantyhose is wrong he has on".
My husband put down her wine and let go of Wayne's cock and said, "well he would wear different pantyhose of course, but let's try something else". She got up off of the couch and told me to follow her downstairs and I grab my clubbing purse from the kitchen table and followed her. We got to the bottom of the stairs and she was thumbing through our shared closet that was right there and said, "darn sissy, did you get rid of that boat neck knee length dark floral dress the one with the crinolines?". I told her I did not and that was in my semi- formal dress closet. She then said, "fine, go get it, put it on, leave on the pearls and add the pearl drop earrings you have, the ones I like to wear, as well change into the light black fishnet pantyhose hose you wore to dinner tonight and keep the 5" black patent heels you have on now and come upstairs and model it for Wayne and I". Then she abruptly left me her heels clicking and went upstairs. I went and grabbed the dress she was describing from my semi formal dress closet and then went to my bedroom to change.
I slipped out the longer dark floral dress and the 5 1/4" heels, long white lacy slip and white satin bra, hung up the dress and put the camisole back in one of lingerie drawers. I put on a pair of white satin gloves and carefully slipped out of the white lace pantyhose and put them back in their package. I left on the gloves and carefully put back on the black light fishnet pantyhose then took off the gloves. Put the 5 1/4" heels back on and grabbed my new padded strapless black bra and put it on, without the tape to push up my boobs, as well as my usual breast forms, so they were padded but not pushed up. I carefully stepped into the dress and thanks to the slightly low back of it, was able to zip it all the way up myself, I looked at myself in the mirror and remembered how pretty and formal/sexy it looked when I wore it back in 1994 on a date with a man. I went to my bathroom and touched up my lipstick and packed up the clubbing purse and headed upstairs. I put my clubbing purse on the kitchen counter and went into the living room.
As always, my husband and Wayne were making out, his fingers massaging her pussy and her hand on his still very hard cock stroking it up and down. I went and stood on the tape, and they broke their embrace, and Wayne immediately comment how perfect it looked and my husband commented, "yes it is a rather darling looking dress on him, and it does not show cleavage which is appropriate for the church". Then my husband told me to walk around and model it and I did and then Wayne asked about how the skirt looked "poofed out" my husband giggle and told me to stand in the middle of the room and "bend over like a man that you are sissy". I did and he could see the crinolines, and said, "ah, now I understand". They stopped playing with each other and grabbed their glasses and were sipping one the wine and Wayne asked, "well that is the Church, you said something about him having to change?". My husband then said, "yes, change for the reception, so what would you like to see him in?". Wayne then asked, "what options do I have?", My husband laughed and said, "TONS, what do you want a 'little black dress', or something more conservative, but short, sexy but long, or what?". Wayne said, "what do you think?", my husband then said, "well you can never go wrong with a 'little black dress'. He said, "I guess so, as long as I can see his tits like at dinner". My husband said, "Ok, well what kind would you like?, off the shoulder, short sleeved, strapless, or long sleeved, very sexy, sexy, or demure?". He said, "I always love a woman in a strapless dress, makes her look so vulnerable and sexy". My husband said, "would you like sexy, or very sexy?". Wayne came back with "are you kidding me, you have that many dresses to narrow it down like that?", she laughed and said, "no!, HE owns all of those, I borrow from his closets, and yes a total of 5 closets many times for work and formal". He of course said very sexy. So my husband put down her glass and gave Wayne a light kiss and said, "sissy come with me, and Wayne, he has the perfect dress for what you want, and I cannot wear it as my boobs are too big for it, but his boobs are perfect". I followed her downstairs after grabbing my clubbing purse.
We got downstairs and at the bottom of the stairs she said, "now sissy get that new LBD you showed me last month the short lace one with the lace and peplum, you will be wearing that for the reception and meet me in your bedroom". I went to my closet that has all my semi formal dresses and in the peplum section and pulled it out. It was my most recent dress, strapless with a plunge in the front, peplum, lace all over, sweetheart neckline and a skirt that fell above my knees, it was figure hugging and has no zipper, it is a pull on style. I walked into my bedroom and my husband was waiting for me and in her hands was the surgical tape I had taken off earlier in the evening and she told me to turn around and unzipped my dress and pulled it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. she undid my padded strapless push up bra and took it off, throwing it off the bed. She then said, "so how does this work?, I want you to have maximum cleavage for Wayne". I told her that I would push my breasts up and together and she needed to pull the band as tight as she could right under my breasts to hold them up. I did and she literally pulled with all her might and made the bandage very tight and did it up, she told me to turn around and said, "my what nice tits, now put on your black padded push up bra and then your dress, leave the pantyhose the same, but put on the jewellery intended for the dress. Then your 3" black patent pumps, you will have to be dancing after all, and even though the 5" pumps look sexy and I would like to force you to wear them for the entire 9 hours at the reception, you do have to fit in with the other females at the Wedding. Wearing 5" pumps for dancing is not practical and you do not dance in stockings, I know that". Finally, change your hair to the new longer wig you got recently, it gives you a younger look, then join Wayne and I upstairs and do not be too long my pussy and panties are soaking wet and I want him in me soon again, with you, my cuckhold sissy husband watching him make love to me".
She left my bedroom closing the door and I put the strapless black push up bra back on and adjusted my breasts in it for maximum cleavage, stepped out of the dress she took me out of after letting it drop to the floor, hung it up and then slipped on the short strapless black dress. Next I changed my hair and did my best to brush out the long new wig to make it look natural and parted it to one side at the front. I grabbed the black dangly earrings, necklace and bracelet I bought on one of our GDO's for the dress and put them on, then finally kicked off the 5 1/4" black patent heels and put on one of my 3" black patent heels pairs. I then did one final check of my hair and makeup in the mirror and saw that nothing had to be adjusted and then went and checked myself in my bedroom full length mirror for the entire look and was very much blown away at what I saw. The sweetheart neckline of the dress and the push up bra and the taping of my breasts, gave me a ton of cleavage, almost as much as my husband was showing at dinner. I definitely felt like I looked like a knockout and the long hair cascading down my back, skirt well above my knees, made ME feel sexy, it was such an incredible feeling, I was thrilled. I decided to go all the way, for the look at the actual wedding reception, and went back into my bathroom, and no matter what my husband said about getting upstairs quickly, wanted to make a statement. I basically wiped off all of little girl makeup, my eye makeup, then cheeks, and then re-applied foundation, completely taking away the little girl look, then started from scratch. I did my eyes identical to what I wore for dinner, formal evening application of eyeliner, then deep charcoal, upper and lower on the lids, with a touch a black on the outside of the lids, then a heavy application of lash blast mascara. I put on blush like I would for a formal evening out, for a dark lighting setting. Last was my lipstick and I used one of my husband and I's matching ones, this time putting on lip gloss over it to give my lips a shine. The last touch was to complete the look was the purse I would be carrying at the Wedding, and that was a new black patent clutch purse. I knew it had to be packed, but for the purpose of the evening that day, I simply put in my lipstick and gloss. Then went back to the mirror and was even more blown away, as a male, if I saw a woman looking like I looked, I would want to make love to her instantly, I was thrilled.
I headed upstairs and went into the living room, surprisingly my husband and Wayne were not fondling each other or making out, but were just sipping on their wine, holding hands as I walked in, I noticed Wayne's cock was slightly limp. Both of their jaws dropped and Wayne was the first to comment, "are you kidding me?", followed by my husband with, "told you he dresses up real nice, but this is a little over the top for him, you went all out did you not sissy". I just smiled, Wayne quipped back, "nonsense, he looks hot, way better than my ex wife ever looked, even in her prime". My husband then said, "well, whatever you are comfortable with, he is all yours for the day and night and have fun with him, and if you are comfortable with him like that for the reception, so be it". I knew Wayne was approving as my husband had her hands on her glass of wine, Wayne's cock rose to full attention as he stared at me, without her touching him. My husband told me to walk around and model a bit, which I did and then she noticed what I saw and said, "my Wayne, I guess you really do think he is looks like a hot woman like that, look at how hard your cock is, and I have not touched you". He said, "if he had a pussy, like you, I would bend him over, lift up that dress and fuck him right here and now". I of course was flattered beyond belief and images were shooting through my mind of how the Wedding event would go, hoping Wayne would not have ideas of sodomizing me. My husband quickly spoke up and said, "of course Wayne the only thing he has to offer is those lovely red lips for your cock". Wayne quickly shot back, "I would expect no more, I made that comment based on the way he looks". My husband made another comment, "station sissy", and I went and stood and did the usual, hands folded standing at attention, as Wayne and my spouse sipped on their wine and stared at me. Wayne commented again how sexy I looked and said, "why not the heels he wore to dinner?, they are much more sexy". She confirmed that there was going to be dancing at the reception and she then told him that if he wanted me to totally pass as a female as his date, the 5" heels would not be practical, as no females dance in 5" stiletto heels at a Wedding (maybe platforms), a club maybe, but not at a Wedding, and dancing in stocking feet with no heels, although the 20 year olds would be and below that age crowd, would not be appropriate and for a woman of my age are expected to have shoes on, that is why she chose the 3" heels for me.
Wayne smiled and said, "sounds good, then leaned in and lightly kissed my husband and she grabbed his hard cock and he said, "thank you so much for making him look so pretty for the Wedding and reception". She smiled and said, "he probably would have picked the same, but I am glad you like, and I am sure the other females will like him both at the Wedding and reception and he will fit right in and he will make you very happy, it will be up to you who you tell what is under his skirt". He said, "the couple we will be swinging with will know, but no one else". She smiled and leaned in and kissed him heavy and stroked his cock and then broke the kiss and moaned, "I need your cock in my pussy now" and stood up off the couch, still holding his long firm cock and started leading him to the bedroom, cooing, "sissy, you know your place in our bedroom follow us". I followed them and I stood at the side of the bed on the tape with my hands folded in front of me holding my black patent clutch purse as the two of them got on the bed and started making out and as usual ignoring me, my husband looking over at me occasionally, making sure I was watching. My husband was particularly excited as Wayne fingered her bald wet pussy, she was moaning and groaning then he started licking and sucking her nipples.
Eventually she could take no more teasing and told Wayne she wanted him inside her and they broke their embrace and my husband told Wayne that she wanted him to make love to her "doggy style" and rolled over and put her head on the pillow and leaving her wet bald pussy up in the air for him to enter. Now another interesting part of the evening happened, as Wayne on his knees on the bed entered my husband's pussy with his long thin erect cock and she could not see Wayne's face. Wayne was always looking over at me and he was ramming his cock into my husband's pussy, and she was screaming out, "DEEPER, FASTER, it feels soooooo good". As my husband was screaming and Wayne, was staring at me and had a certain look in his eyes, it was almost like he was making love to me and not my husband. I stood still and watched, Wayne never took his eyes off of me, then at one point blew me a kiss and winked at me and thrust deep into my husband and came. My husband was telling him how wonderful it felt and then he stayed in her as he smiled at me and mouthed to me "enjoy". I kneeled on the pillow and put down my clutch purse on the bed side table and Wayne got out of my husband's pussy and got off the bed and nothing was said, he stood in front of me and as his cock started to go limp I licked and sucked and cleaned him up and enjoyed my husband and his juices on his cock and balls. My husband was still panting and telling Wayne how good he was and how incredible it felt and then barked out, "SISSY, come take your place". I crawled up on the bed and she rolled over on top of me and lowered her bald pussy to just over my lips and said, "enjoy one last treat", and opened her pussy muscles and fed me Wayne's cum, which was as much as the first time. She then lowered her pussy to my lips again told me to stick my tongue in to her pussy and told me do not miss a drop. I did and then again she told me to lick her clit and make her cum, and I did and she moved all over my face and shuddered and came.
When she was done, she got off of the bed and I looked over and her and Wayne were kissing and she was caressing his now limp cock. My husband then said, "sissy, get your clutch purse and leave us alone and go to your room, you are done for the night". I grabbed my clutch purse and quietly left and went downstairs to my room, and looked at the clock and it was almost 2am. I took everything off except for my latex vagina, hung up my dress, and removed the tampon and disposed of it and slipped into my favourite piece of lingerie, a peach satin and lace baby doll and lay on my bed and reached over to my nightstand and pulled out my trusty vibrator and leaned back and re-lived the evening in my mind and the upcoming Wedding excitement and slowly moved it over my crotch and eventually exploded into my latex vagina and quickly got up off the bed and went to my bathroom and jumped into the shower and emptied the contents of the shower stall floor. I cleaned up and did not put the latex vagina back on, but did put on the lace and satin matching peach panties. Then crawled into bed and just before I fell asleep heard the back door close and heard Wayne's car start as he left.
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So here is the proposal: First off, I AM NOT A PRO. This petite, passable TV, would love to meet you if you are in my area, Toronto Ontario, as described in the diary entry above. I love to be the girl of your dreams, and as long as I can remain the girl at all times, I would love to hear from you. I am not interested in being a TV/TS "girlfriend" and "BI" sex, but rather I will be the woman of your dreams for a wonderful and possible formal evening, I promise, you will not go home frustrated. If you are a NON- smoking male or female, or couple, please contact me, and who knows?