Last week T mentioned that she planned
to do some house cleaning over the weekend. “You can be my maid”,
she said and I hinted that a maid should be dressed for the part. I
was looking forward to the weekend and hoping something would happen.
Saturday morning we slept late and when
we got out of bed, T dug through her dresser looking for something.
She pulled out a black lace bustier and handed it to me. She dug some
more and tossed my a black garter belt and a pair of black stockings.
“Time to dress as my maid”, she said.
I needed a little help getting the
bustier pulled over my shoulders, but I sure enjoyed my feminine
outfit. T enjoyed my erection and had me fuck her, then eat her
pussy while she brought herself to an orgasm with the magic wand.
She needed me to be submissive and servile, so no orgasm for me, as
it should be!
She had another orgasm after she
showered. It was chilly in the house, so I wore sweats over my lacy
lingerie and two brass rings around the base of my cock and balls. I
spent the day cooking, doing laundry. I did strip and clean the
kitchen floor on my hands and knees in my maid's outfit.
Unfortunately, T was working on her laptop in the living room and she
never did come out to check on me.
That night as we got ready for bed, she
had me take off the black lingerie and gave me a short pink baby doll
nightie to sleep in. First she had me kneel before her and eat her
pussy, leading to her third orgasm of the day.
I am so happy that she is taking the
lead at times in having me wear feminine clothes. I recently bought
a new batch of jockey briefs and threw out all my old tightey
whiteys. I told T about this and mentioned that some women threw out
all their husbands male underwear and replaced them with panties so
that was all they had to wear, all the time. She doesn't understand
why a man would want to wear uncomfortable women's undies. I don't
understand it, I just know I want to!
Last night as we got ready for bed T
pulled me over her lap and began spanking my ass. She gave me some
nice hard ones as I moaned in pleasure. I thanked her and she said
sleep well as I ground my balls against her knees.
3 comments:
The only womens apparel I'm allowed to wear is panties and she had discarded all my cotton underwear. I love the way they feel on me and she loves the way they look.
archedone
Hot story.
My Queen bought me a pair of panties, she said specifically to "humiliate" me. She got a size she thought would fit, and got the most feminine thong she could find - pastel blue thong with little ribbons. She "made" me wear them to work.
I don't normally like the thought of wearing women's clothing... just not my thing, really. But the thought that she "forced" me to do it, that she bought them specifically to humiliate me really turned me on a lot. Unfortunately, she hasn't done this since.
I have a strong fantasy of me wearing very feminine clothes (I guess, think Frank from Rocky Horror, lol) and her wearing very masculine clothes, like a football jersey and us making out like that. Hopefully that will happen some day.
As I sit hear wearing a tiny pair of burgundy panties that my wife picked out for me to wear this morning, I think about a deep fantasy. My wife is not into dressing up and thinks that female underwear tends to be uncomfortable and silly. So, like lovetosubmit, I dream of a clothing reversal. Me dressed in feminine clothes and her in manly wear. Then I fantasize that this transitions from a play session to our defined roles, me the feminized male and she the macho woman.
I already happily wear panties as often as possible and have taken on all the dish washing and laundry.
mrbill
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