Sunday, March 20, 2016

Dressed for dinner

After a rough day at work, T told me I needed to dress for dinner.  She came to the bedroom to "help" me.
She pulled out a black garter belt and thigh high stockings that she has had for a long time and never wears.  I have worn them within the past year.
I had a bag of clothes that I grabbed out of things she was sending to Goodwill.  She pulled out a mid calf length dress and gave me that to wear.  It is very silky, with a dark floral print. It felt delightful as I slipped it over my head and it shimmied down my naked body. She sprayed some of her perfume on my neck, then told me to pull the dress up.  She sprayed it on my little tuft of pubic hair and told me to turn around.  I did so and reached back and spread my ass cheeks.  A cool mist of perfume made my asshole tingle.
She then told me to close my eyes and open my mouth.  I was happy to obey, not knowing what she was planning to do.  I was very surprised to feel lipstick being applied.  Wow!  I didn't think she would encourage me that much!
We went to the kitchen and made dinner together.  The dress is quite straight and narrow and I was surprised a few times to find my long steps or side steps to be effectively hobbled by the dress.
It was a pleasant reminder of the limitations imposed on me by being feminized.
At one point T said that by dressing me up she was dominating me.  It was interesting to hear what her opinion of cross dressing me is.  She does seem to becoming more accustomed to it.  Perhaps someday I will be her sissy maid of my dreams.
We had a lovely dinner together, then of course I cleaned up.  When we went to bed, T said that she thought I should keep the garter belt and stockings on to sleep in.  Everytime I woke during the night I felt them on my legs and smiled.  When I went to the bathroom I enjoyed looking at myself in the mirror as the garters and the stockings framed by genitals.  I hated to take them off in the morning and look forward to being dressed up again.


Anonymous said...

I've read many stories of men cross dressing and find them interesting. A number of years ago my cotton underwear seemed to have disappeared and was replaced by silk panties. I love the way they feel and she loves to see them on me so when we can I spend a lot of time in the house wearing only my panties. I know she won't do it but I'd love to try cross dressing at least once.

MRBILL said...

If your underwear was replaced by panties, which she loves to see on you, it sounds like she might very well like to cross dress you.
I certainly know that it is a difficult subject to discuss, but have you tried to talk with her about it?

Anonymous said...

Well, i'm glad i'm not the only one who "saves" things from my Wife's Goodwill donation bags... whew! :)
Or, gets some perfume or body wash spray down below before heading out.
Sounds like you had a great day. Yes, heels and a tight dress really make things a bit harder (no pun intended)
Glad She is enjoying you like this... my Wife is okay with it, but we're a little behind you!

Jamie Greene said...

WOW - what a hot story! I'm sure you know you are very fortunate to have such a supportive wife. Jamie