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A Surprise From Jenny - By SONIA (email [email protected] - Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!!) Chapter 1 - My Dream I was a normal, happily married man aged 28 married to my beautiful 26 year old wife, Jenny, except for one slight problem - I was a secret cross dresser! Jenny worked as an estate agent which meant she worked most of Saturday and Sunday mornings most weeks and this allowed me to enjoy my feminine side. Soon after she left for work I would shower and then dress up and enjoy myself reading and relaxing en femme. I had several sets of sexy lingerie that I had hidden in a secret compartment in the bottom of our wardrobe but used to wear Jenny's skirts and blouses. Jenny and I had a very good sex life and she often used to buy and wear very sexy outfits which later I also wore. Whenever I was dressed up I used to always dream that Jenny was sharing my love of cross dressing and dream of making love to her with us both wearing sexy lingerie and stockings. I used to wonder what she might say if I suggested I wore panties while we made love but could see no way of bringing up the subject. I was very careful not to get caught and was sure that Jenny had no idea of my other life until one day, as she was changing after work, she said to me, "Have you been in my wardrobe, I never hang my skirt up like this." I panicked, what could I say, after too long a gap I said, "... sorry. I was looking for something and knocked your skirt on the floor." Jenny looked at me and gave a slightly quizzical look at me and then went about her normal routine without further comment. Some time later we were making love furiously with her dressed in her most sexy outfit of red satin bra, panties and suspender belt with black lace trim and black stockings. We had both drunk quite a lot and our inhibitions may have been a bit lower than normal. As we made love she gasped to me, "Oh God I feel so sexy dressed like this while you make love to me. Wouldn't you love to wear sexy lingerie like this?" What do I say? Do I admit my inner desires? Yet again I paused just too long and before I could say anything the moment had passed and then Jenny pushed me gently and rolled us both over onto my back. Taking the woman on top role she continued to make love. I closed my eyes in blissful pleasure and suddenly I felt the touch of silk on my face. Jenny had picked up the red satin slip she had been wearing previously and had stroked it across my face while she continued to ride my erect penis. She then casually dropped the slip on me, letting it fall across my stomach. I glanced down and the way it lay looked like I was wearing it. I felt as though my penis had suddenly doubled in size as with a little imagination I was almost living my ultimate dream - making love to my wife while wearing lingerie. Jenny seemed to sense my excitement and pumped herself up and down on me with increased vigour before finally letting out a guttural groan as she came within an instant of my orgasm erupting inside her. We thrashed together as our orgasms flooded our bodies with more force than I think I had ever felt. We collapsed together kissing furiously with the slip still lying on me. Finally Jenny rolled off me and lay beside me but still she made no move to remove the slip. She lay against me and gave me another kiss and finally we fell asleep entwined together. When I woke the next morning the slip had slid off me but was still nearby. I looked across at Jenny and saw her still asleep and I carefully moved the slip back onto me as it had been and lay there dreaming about how good it felt when I glanced across at her again and was met by her looking straight at me. I got out of bed, pushing the slip away in a way that I hoped was not noticed and offered to get tea. When I had returned to the room she had slipped out of her lingerie and put on her dressing gown and the slip and lingerie were nowhere to be seen. I thought about that night so often over the next weeks but nothing similar happened. Chapter 2 - My Dream Comes True Two months after that wonderful night Jenny announced that she had had a great idea for my birthday and it was going to be a surprise. A while later I saw a letter come in and from the envelope saw it was from a hotel in London and Jenny then told me that part of the surprise was a weekend in a hotel and a London show. This seemed a wonderful idea as although we did not live that far from London we had never really done the tourist trail and in fact knew Paris better than we did London. It was arranged that we would leave at about 4.00 on the Friday and so I got home from work early and found the bags packed and Jenny impatiently waiting. I did not even change out of my work suit but instead loaded the car and set off. We checked into the hotel and Jenny quickly stripped off and showered and then poured me a drink from the minibar and sent me off to shower and shave. When I returned to the room she was already dressed in a very sexy black pleated mini skirt and red lightweight jumper. Her legs were encased in sexy black stockings and she had on knee high leather boots. Her skirt was just long enough to be respectable but I was sure would give the odd flash of stocking top if she bent or moved incorrectly. "Happy birthday darling," she said and came over to me. We kissed and my hands wandered down her back and found their way under her skirt and were soon caressing her satin panties below. "Wow! You look fantastic. Dressing like that for me is some birthday treat." I said. "That is not your treat, darling," she said, ".. and if I am wrong this could be a bit embarrassing. This is your birthday treat!" With that she broke from me and folded back the duvet and laying on the bed was a matching set of bra, full panties and suspender belt in pink satin with black lace trim and a pair of black seamed stockings. I said nothing but felt my face go bright red. How do I react? "My darling I have noticed for some time that my clothes are moved at the weekends when I am at work and I guessed that maybe you were wearing them. That evening when I lay my slip on you and felt the reaction pretty well confirmed it and then in the morning when you moved the slip back onto you confirmed the situation. You have always been a good husband to me and if that makes you happy I don't see a problem. To be honest, since that night with the slip I have been thinking about you wearing panties and I find it quite an exciting idea myself." I was in a state of shock. I could not speak and as I stood there I felt a tear run down my face. Jenny came to me and held me close and then she pushed back and looked at me and said, ".. am .. am I wrong? .. have I misread the situation." "No darling you have not. I don't understand why I do it but dressing in women's clothes is a need I cannot seem to ignore. I thought I had been so careful not to let you know as I was terrified you would not understand and you would leave me. I have always dreamt that one day we could share my cross dressing." "Darling. What I have planned is we would go out to dinner tonight with you wearing your sexy lingerie below your normal clothes and then when we get back from the meal I have a pretty skirt and blouse for you to wear while we sit and have a nightcap and then maybe a little romp on the bed and to finish I have pretty nighties for us both tonight." "Wow," was all I could say. "Tomorrow we will go shopping and get you some clothes of your own and see where the day takes us with the theatre in the evening. Now lets get you ready. Don't you think you would be happier if you shave your legs before you put on your stockings?" I had always longed to shave my legs as hair spoilt the appearance of sheer stockings but I felt I should put up a little resistance. "If I shave my legs won't people think it odd?" "You can say that your hair fell out following an illness or something. Don't worry about that - enjoy the moment now." Fifteen minutes later I had shaved legs, shaved under arms and trimmed and shaped pubic hair and was stood looking at the lingerie on the bed. I suddenly felt embarrassed and did not think I could go through with it but Jenny saw my dilemma and took over the situation. Jenny held out the panties and I stepped into them and she eased them up my legs and into place. My penis was rigid! "We can't have that spoiling the cut of your panties," she said and pulled my panties down a little and dropping to her knees in front of me she took my penis into her mouth and started kissing and sucking me. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Jenny had never given me oral sex before and here she was giving me the most amazing blow job while I was dressed in panties. Not only that but as she had dropped to her knees she had hitched up her skirt and had her stockings and panties exposed. I did not last long! "Oh God I'm coming!" I said and expected her to stop but she increased her movements and as I came she swallowed all my cum and only stopped when my penis finally lost its erection. Jenny then tucked me away and continued to help dress me as if nothing had happened. She put the suspender belt around me and tucked the suspenders through my panties and slid on my stockings and attached them. The bra came next and then she stopped and said, "Pretty sexy eh!" I felt in utter bliss and wanted to delay putting on my own clothes over my lingerie but Jenny insisted we hurry up as she had a table booked. I put on a pair of trousers and a thick cotton shirt and my jacket and went to put on socks over my stockings when Jenny stopped me saying it would be exciting going out with my stockings visible if anyone looked. The feel of the stockings on my shaved legs was bliss and as I moved, my trousers felt sensuous on my nylon covered legs. Looking down I wondered if I dare go out with no socks as I moved my leg the stockings showed and to me it looked obvious that it was not a normal pair of socks but when I protested Jenny insisted going as I was and so I agreed. We walked to the restaurant and every step I took I felt the tug of the suspenders on the stockings and the feel of the bra and panties and I felt happier than I could almost ever remember. The restaurant was divided into intimate booths and we sat side by side. After ordering Jenny started to caress my stocking covered ankle with her foot and then she leant across me and gave me a kiss. As we kissed I felt the catch on my trousers opened and my zipper pulled down and my trousers opened. Her hand start caressed my penis through my now exposed satin panties. I glanced down and saw myself effectively sitting in my sexy pink panties in the restaurant with the table being all that was stopping me being seen from others in the restaurant. I saw the waitress approaching with our meal and went to cover myself up but Jenny had other ideas. "Just stay as you are. She won't be able to see from the other side of the table and it will be really exciting being so daring." Not to be outdone Jenny hitched up her skirt so she had her stocking and panties exposed as well. It was now too late to cover up and so I sat that with bated breath as the waitress arranged our meal in front of us not more than 3ft from us both sitting in our panties. We stayed exposed throughout the meal and during the gap between courses I slipped my hand into Jenny's panties and found her wetter than I had ever known and her clitoris was sticking out craving attention which I gave it. Disguising her orgasm by holding a napkin to her face Jenny came for the first time in a restaurant! We had coffee and a brandy and I needed to go to the toilet so I finally covered myself and went to the gents. I went into a cubicle and dropped my trousers and stood there in my stockings and panties and thought about what a day it had been and about what may happen tomorrow. I felt fantastic and so very happy. I heard someone enter the gents and thought about what they might say if they saw me in my panties! After using the toilet I went back to Jenny, paid the bill and headed back to our room. The lift was empty and as the doors closed Jenny lifted her skirt, exposing her panties and stockings and said, "You can't give me a flash of your panties as easily as that. Don't you wish you were wearing a skirt!" Jenny looked at me and saw the expression on my face and she grinned - I'd love to be wearing a skirt! Once back in our room Jenny put out on the bed a short skirt and a blouse and suggested I would be more comfortable out of my trousers. I slipped off my trousers and shirt and slipped on the skirt and blouse and felt fantastic. I had changed with my back to Jenny who was getting some drinks from the minibar and when I turned to her she gave a wolf whistle. "Give us a look at your panties!" she said. Just as she had lifted her skirt earlier I did the same. I felt as though I should feel embarrassed standing there in skirt and panties but I didn't. I felt really comfortable and incredibly happy. We sat together in our skirts and blouses and chatted as if the way I was dressed was perfectly normal. As the evening passed we drank more from the minibar and got closer together and started kissing and cuddling. "Make love to me," Jenny said standing up and undoing her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. This was followed by her blouse and on her direction my blouse and skirt followed suit. Making love to Jenny with us both dressed in panties and stockings was a dream that I never thought would ever occur and was by far and away the best sexual experience I had ever had and Jenny said afterwards that she also found it incredible and came more than once. Afterwards Jenny took from our case a navy blue baby doll nightie for me and she put on a short satin slip nightie and we slept wrapped in each others arms in a state of utter happiness. Chapter 3 - A Day to Remember The next morning I woke first and at first thought I had had an amazing dream but then felt the satin and lace I was wearing and lay there in a dream like state. Jenny woke and we each showered with Jenny going first. When I got out of the shower she was again dressed in a sexy outfit consisting of a short floral flared skirt and a plain pink blouse with her boots and I was sure stockings. On the bed was a set of black full satin panties with lace trim, matching bra and suspender belt and more black stockings. I could not wait to put them on and quickly changed into my lingerie. On top I put on a grey sweatshirt and grey trousers and again Jenny would not let me put on socks. "It's one thing at night but I can't go out with stockings showing during the day," I protested. "You find it sexy if I go out with stockings and a short skirt that flashes my stocking tops if I am not careful and the same now applies to you. I find it sexy knowing that you are dressed as you are and that you give the odd flash if anyone is looking." Although I protested, secretly I felt very excited knowing that my stockings could be seen. We went down to breakfast and as I sat I glanced down and saw my trousers had ridden up a little and my stocking encased ankle was on show. I pulled my trouser leg down a little but still left a little exposed. This was utter bliss! After we had eaten we set off to the shops. Every step I took my heightened senses let me feel the tug of my stockings and the feel of my panties. This really was a dream coming true. We started off with lingerie and went to several shops and by pretending it was for her we browsed and selected a variety of bras, panties, slips, suspender belts and stockings. A couple of items were not my first choice but Jenny insisted. The first was a white full cut panty girdle with a satiny finish, a lace front panel and pretty satin bows. Although this was quite pretty it was not as sexy as some of the other items but she insisted. She made up for it when she bought a white satin basque which looked very sexy. We went to a big department store and Jenny saw a very pretty black satin evening skirt that was very full of fabric with lovely detailing around the waist and was about mid calf length. "That is perfect but its very expensive," she said, "I wonder what size will fit you. I know - you can try it on." "I can't possibly," I said and this time I was adamant. "Yes you can. If we buy the skirt you can take it to the gents changing room and try it and if it does not fit then we can bring it back and get the correct size." I could not really find fault with the suggestion but before I could think of an excuse she had taken the skirt to the checkout pausing on route to pick up a short black mini kilt and a short red satin mini skirt. After paying she handed me the bag, picked up some trousers and sent me to the changing rooms. I went in and pulled the curtain closed and took the skirts from the bag and hung them up. I then took off my shoes and dropped my trousers and was standing there in my panties and stockings in a gents changing room. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought how sexy I looked. I slipped on the skirt and found it fit beautifully apart from the bulge in the front where my penis was pushing forward. I slipped it off and tried the mini kilt and found it too tight - I needed the next size up. I took it off and tried the satin mini skirt and although it fit perfectly it was so short my stockings were fully exposed. As I stood there admiring myself in the mirror I suddenly realised that the curtain from the changing room stopped at just below knee level and anyone looking would see a pair of stocking encased legs instead of socks and see those legs step into skirts not trousers. In a panic I took of the satin skirt and quickly folded the skirts up and put them in their bag and was just about to put my trousers back on when I heard the changing room attendant call through to ask whether everything was OK. Standing there in my stockings and panties I almost choked out a comment to say I was fine expecting the curtain to open at any moment. It didn't. I slipped my trousers back on and grabbing my bag I left the changing room and found Jenny sitting opposite the changing room with a huge grin on her face. "You looked pretty sexy, changing with your sexy stockings for all to see." I blushed thinking of how embarrassing that could have been but then she reassured me that she did not think anyone else had seen. I told Jenny about my skirts and she changed the size of the kilt but just grinned when I said about the shortness of the red satin skirt. "You like me in short skirts and stockings," she said ending discussion. We bought some shoes for me which was actually quite easy to do as I had small feet and knew that I could squeeze into Jenny's shoes and so bought the next size up. Jenny selected some shoes with a heel and a pair of black leather knee high boots. I had always dreamt of having sexy boots but never thought I would get any. I had once tried Jenny's but thought that I would stretch them if I forced them on. We bought a variety of blouses and jumpers and when I thought my arms would drop off from the load at last Jenny said "I'm almost done." She then sat me down at a coffee bar and said she would be back in about a half hour and she was gone. She returned about 40mins later with a smile and two bags which she refused to let me see into. We headed back to our room and Jenny suggested a rest before we changed for the theatre. We took off our outer clothes and lay on the bed in our lingerie but unfortunately we did not rest much as Jenny made love furiously with our lingerie clad bodies entwined. Chapter 4 - An Evening Out En Femme At 4.30 Jenny showered and when she was finished she told me to shower and shave really close. When I came out of the shower she had on her sexy set of red satin bra, panties and suspender belt all with black lace trim and black stockings. I wondered what sexy lingerie I would wear. I was a little disappointed when I saw the panty girdle laid on the bed and when I protested she insisted. When I stepped into it I suddenly realised that maybe it wasn't so bad. It was full cut and was quite tight, holding my penis well concealed and the feel of it was certainly something I would not forget I was wearing. Surprisingly they also looked pretty sexy!. Next, with a smile on her face, she passed me the basque. I looked at it and wondered how to put it on as I had never tried one before. Jenny saw me looking and came to my rescue. The front had a white satin ribbon lacing it together and she undid the bow and let this out a little. The back had hooks and eyes and she undid this and passed it around me and then did them up at the rear - it was tight and she had to pull hard to get them to fasten. I thought that was tight but then she turned me around and started pulling the laces on the front. "Breath in!" she said and as I pulled myself in she finally got the front as tight as she could. It felt really odd being gripped so tightly. I thought about how I had got her to wear a tight corset and suddenly felt a little guilty and had more understanding for the future. "Close your eyes and you can have your first surprise - but keep your eyes closed until I say you can open them." I did as she said and heard a bag rustle and then she undid the front of my basque and I felt something cold on my chest and then she tightened the basque again. "You can look," she said. I opened my eyes and looked at my chest and saw I had breasts! I moved and felt them move with me and I touched them and felt their weight. Inside the bra top of my basque were a pair of gel filled false breasts. I pushed the bra cup forward and looked at them and was amazed at how real they looked apart from the obvious join but in the bra top they look amazing. Jenny looked at me and seeing the expression on my face of pure happiness she came over and we kissed. This was a new experience for us both as we felt two sets of breasts against each other. Next I put on a pair of black sheer stockings and stood admiring myself in the mirror. "Won't the breasts show under my jacket when we go to the theatre and look rather embarrassing," I said, "Its one thing having sexy lingerie under my trousers or even stockings showing at my ankle but breasts!" "Darling, with your skirt and blouse on your breasts will look totally in place!" My mouth went dry and I stood looking at her with a look of horror contemplating what she had just said. Finally I managed to stutter out, "I can't!" "Darling there is more to wearing woman's clothes than just putting on panties. When you wore my clothes around our house did you not pretend you were a girl?. Didn't you imagine yourself dressed as a woman and being taken for a woman?" My mouth opened and closed but nothing came out. "Let me get you ready and if we don't feel happy that you will be accepted then you can go back to your male outer clothes. Now sit down with your back to the mirror so I can do your makeup. She knew that she had interpreted my fantasy and I sat with my heart beating furiously. Jenny took out her makeup and started applying powders and creams. She plucked a few of my eye brows and applied eye makeup and then got me to pout my lips as she applied lip stick. As she worked all I could think of was the few times I had tried makeup I always looked like a man in drag. "Close your eyes for your second surprise," she said. I did as I was told and heard another bag rustle and then I knew what my surprise was as I felt hair across my face - a wig. As instructed I kept my eyes closed as Jenny then spent a few minutes pinning the wig in place and then brushed it and then stood back and said, "Right, open your eyes, turn around and see what you think." I did as she said and could barely believe my eyes. I was far from gorgeous but I was definitely more female in appearance than male. I looked at myself in awe, admiring my appearance and the sexy figure the basque gave me. "I told you you would look good enough to go out. Do you believe me now?" I felt light headed at the prospect of what I was doing but before I could panic Jenny had me put on a cream blouse and my calf length black satin skirt along with my new shoes and then stood me in front of the full length mirror to see the finished effect. As I looked at myself I realised the benefit of the panty girdle as my penis tried to strain forward but was held tightly in place. I thought back to the time I had tried on the skirt and how obvious my erection had been - a definite give away! Jenny slipped on a knee length black dress and quickly applied her makeup and we were almost ready. She passed me a jacket and for a finishing touch she put a necklace around me and clipped some ear rings on my ears. "Lets go!" she said and eased me towards the door. As I heard the room door close behind me the enormosity of what I was doing registered and I almost panicked, trying to get back into our room. "No one will tell you are a man so don't worry," she said soothingly and took my hand and lead me towards the lift. Every step I took my heightened senses felt the stockings pull on my suspenders and my breasts move in my basque. The tight panties and basque gripped my body left me fully aware of what I was wearing. In the lift I looked at us in the mirror and decided that maybe I would be OK. My first real test was when the lift opened and we went into the hotel lobby and there were people everywhere. I paused for a second but Jenny spurred me on and we walked across the lobby and into the street. I felt eyes watch us but then realised that the eyes were watching 2 woman and the looks were admiration not looks of ridicule. Our hotel was a short cab ride from the theatre and as we sat side by side in the cab Jenny looked at me, grinned and said, "Are you happy, darling?" I kept my voice low as I did not have an acceptable 'female' voice yet and told her I was happier than I thought possible. As I sat there I felt her hand slip under my skirt and gently ease its way up over my stockings to the bare flesh above them. I looked at the cab driver but he was looking intently at the road. I leant across and gave Jenny a kiss and felt her hand inch higher and find my penis trapped inside my panty girdle but the caress she gave me was heaven. We reached the theatre, paid the taxi driver and went in. The crowds around us gave me both comfort and fear. There were so many people that in one way I blended in with no one taking any notice but knowing how I was dressed the fear of discovery in such a crowded place was terrifying. Although discovery would be more than I could bare it was also incredibly exciting and I could feel my penis pushing against my panty girdle. "I need the loo before the show. How about you?" Jenny said. I had not thought about this and I was suddenly even more terrified. Would I pass the close inspection of the ladies toilet? I had to go to the toilet as well so with a pounding heart I agreed. Jenny took control and directed me to the ladies and guiding me ahead of her she pointed me towards the first vacant stall and in I went. I hitched up my skirt and eased down my panty girdle and my erect penis sprung forward. What a sight sticking out from below my skirt, framed by my stocking covered legs! I sat down and went to the toilet and then carefully pulled up my panty girdle, painfully hiding my penis away and then stood there for a moment enjoying the sheer excitement of what I was doing. I still had my skirt hitched around my waist and stood there letting the moment flood me with sensations and memories. I then dropped my skirt, made sure it was smoothed down and opened the door and found Jenny waiting for me outside. We washed our hands and then headed out from the toilets and to our seats. The show passed with me barely registering it - I was in such bliss, fulfilling a dream I never though would come true. After the theatre we went out to supper and spent a wonderful meal as two girls together. "You will have to try to get a female voice before we do this too many times," said Jenny. This was too much! This was not going to be a one off - it was going to be part of our life and hearing this again I felt my eyes water and a tear run down my face. Seeing the tear Jenny dabbed it away with her napkin and said, "After the fun in and out of bed you don't think that I would lose my new best girl friend do you?" She leant across and gave me a feminine kiss on the cheek and whispered "Let's go back to our room and finish the evening in the way we both crave!" That night was probably the best sex we had ever had and ended with us falling asleep in each others arms in a state of pure exhaustion and deep love. Chapter 5 - The End of the Weekend The next morning I woke and found Jenny already awake looking at me. "My flower has turned into a bit of a vegetable," she said grinning. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom and was met with quite a mess! My wig was askew, my lipstick smeared around my mouth, my beard had grown through the makeup, one false breast was displaced and my panties were missing! Not pretty! I stripped off and showered and shaved and feeling refreshed went back to the bedroom as Jenny disappeared into the shower. "You can start dressing ready for a walk around some of the sights before we head for home." Laid out on the bed was my new kilt with a jumper. Beside the kilt was one of my new sets of bra and full cut panties in navy satin with cream lace trim and a pair of black tights. When I had dressed on my own I had always put the tights on first with the panties over as I loved the look of the panties when not covered by the tights but I knew that normally women wore the tights over the panties. Which way should I wear them today? I went into the shower and asked Jenny. "Its up to you. With pretty panties I sometimes wear them over the tights so you can do so if you prefer." I went back and put on the tights and was pleased to see they were sheer the whole way without the normal leg and waist reinforcement. I pulled the panties on over them and loved the look of the panties and tights together. I put on my bra, carefully inserting my false gel breasts into the cups and then put on the kilt and the jumper. The kilt was short enough that I needed tights to be respectable but was rather flirty and sexy. I put on my new boots and loved the look. Jenny came out of the shower and gave me an appreciative whistle and then helped me with my wig and makeup. I felt fantastic and looking at myself in the mirror I thought I looked pretty good and was confident that I would pass as a woman in all but the most detailed inspection. Jenny dressed even more sexily with a very short skirt, a figure hugging top and snake skin boots. If anyone looked at us they would certainly pay more attention to Jenny than me! "Ready for breakfast?" Jenny asked. With a beating heart I nodded yes and we left our room and headed to the dining room. "Take smaller steps and move your hips a little more," she whispered to me. I did as she said and instantly found I even felt more feminine as I walked. The feel of the kilt swirling around me as I moved was unbelievable and I tried to imprint the sensations on my mind to remember forever. In the lift Jenny said, "Your turn to give me a peep at your panties." I grinned and lifted the front of my kilt so she could see my new navy panties. As she gave an admiring look I saw the image of myself in the mirror opposite and could not think of a more sexy look and the fact I was in a hotel lift compounded the feelings many times. The lift door opened and we headed across the lobby to the dining room and then were directed to a table by a waiter. When I sat down I found the kilt was short enough that I could not sit on it and felt my panty covered bottom on the chair which felt fantastic. Breakfast was bliss! I could not resist letting the kilt fall open and exposing my panties - I could not believe I was doing what I was - wonderful! After breakfast we packed and put our cases in the car and then set off around the sights of London. If you have never cross dressed you would not know the wonderful feeling of walking along in woman's clothes in public with your wonderful wife by your side. I think that my ultimate moment was when we were standing overlooking the River Thames and there was a sudden gust of wind and both Jenny and my skirts were blown up around our waists with our panties exposed for all to see. Jenny was a few feet away from me and I saw her white satin panties and knew that I was also fully exposed in public and to confirm my thought I heard a wolf whistle from behind us and a cry from a guy walking past. I smoothed my skirt down but knew that to accidentally expose my panties to someone in public was a secret dream of mine. I though things could not get better until when we finally headed for home, as I was driving along Jenny leant across and undid my skirt. Being a kilt, once the buckle was undone and one button the whole skirt unwrapped and I was sitting there in my tights and panties as we drove along the motorway. That may have been pretty good but she then eased the front of my tights and panties down and extracted my penis. She undid her seat belt and lay across onto my lap and gave me oral sex as we drove along at 70 miles an hour. How I didn't lose control of the car I will never know. Epilogue -------- That first weekend was 3 years ago. I now have two wardrobes -my male one and my female one. I don't dress up all the time but maybe one or two nights a week and maybe every other Saturday. Our sex life is fantastic both when I am dressed and when I am not. When I am dressed we spend a large amount of time just as two girls together chatting about clothes and makeup and all the normal girlie things but this always culminates with sex that is out of this world. I cannot believe how lucky I am that Jenny guessed my secret.