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"Henry and June" It was early morning, a couple hours or so before I was due to head off for work. I had gotten up early, had done some paperwork, cleaned up the house and made coffee and after bagging up the trash I decided to take it out back. I looked at the clock and noticed it was just about five a.m. then decided to take the chance and take the trash out. Now normally there wouldn't be a problem in taking out the trash. It was just a short walk down the sidewalk through the back yard to the trash bin that sat by the garage door facing the alleyway. But I guess I failed to mention that I was totally dressed and made up as a woman. That isn't a problem either, except I am a man! I'm a normal guy in most every respect except for my little "hobby." So, sometimes when I can't sleep or when I get up early I sometimes get all dressed up like a typical old fashioned "housewife" and then do the dishes and the dusting and the cleaning around the house. It seems to make the work more enjoyable although the heels sometimes slow things down. With only an hour or so to get changed and get ready for work I stood at the back door trying to decide if I wanted to make the walk to the garage in my female attire or wait until I changed and then drop the trash off when I left for work. But I had done it before. There was a strange excitement in venturing outside totally dressed as a woman. And even though I only did it in the middle of the night so I would be sure no one would be around it was still quite a sensation. So, after switching off the kitchen light and looking out the back door to hear nothing but quiet I took a nervous breath then quietly stepped outside. I felt the cool night air swirl around my nyloned legs and up my skirt as I stood on the top step of the landing and pulled the kitchen door closed behind me. I looked over the tall hedge to see a light on in Henry Walters' house next door. But he was always up early. Mostly from working long nights as a writer. I carefully scanned the rest of the area and saw no one so I made my move. I heard the click of my black patent leather stiletto heels as I stepped down the three concrete steps to the sidewalk. The clicking continued as I began my walk to the garage. I felt safe in the darkness as I moved through the shadows then began to feel the heightened excitement as I felt the wiggle of my hips and the swishing sound of the satin lining of the tight wool skirt I had on. I also noticed how my breast forms jiggled in my lace trimmed white nylon brassiere under my dark blue satin blouse. It was a thrilling sensation. I continued mincing along and was nearly at the garage when I thought I heard something behind me! I quickly began to turn and as I did I was temporarily blinded by a bright white flash and the sound of a "click!" I gasped open mouthed as I saw Henry behind me quickly click another picture! "That's it, that's it baby!" he said as he wound his camera readying it for yet another picture. My mind froze momentarily and before the panic could really set in I realized that I had been caught. The jig was up! Instead of coming apart I quickly turned and finished my short walk to the garage then quickly put the trash in the trash bin then turned obviously flustered now but quickly made my way back to my house. Henry clicked a couple more pictures following me as I walked back to the house. He made a few more excited comments about my appearance then took another picture of me as I entered the back door. He then disappeared around the hedge and returned to his house. Back in the kitchen I fell against the door gasping through a dry throat and stood there in the darkness wobbling on my heels. I could feel my stomach in knots and felt the cold sweat forming on my brow and felt my knees begin to shake at what had happened. I took a seat at the kitchen table and quickly took off the high heels then took off my earrings and the wig I had on. My head spun and I felt ill as I picked up the phone and called in to work telling them I was sick and needed the day off. I then began undressing as I moved to the bedroom. I packed all the clothes back up and hid them away once again then showered and took off all the makeup and perfume then changed back into my regular attire. Panicked thoughts were everywhere in my mind, I was beside myself. Needless to say I didn't leave the house for the rest of the day. Then calling in once again later that evening feigning a case of the flu I took another day of sick leave. Finally, a day later I managed to pull myself together enough to return to work. Then after a week things began getting back to normal but I still wondered about Henry and those pictures he had taken of me. I didn't have long to wait though because the next Saturday morning I was awakened at 4:30 a.m. to hear a knock at my back door. And sure enough it was Henry Walters! "What do you want?" I asked angrily looking at my neighbor as he stood on the top step in the quiet darkness. "Now that's no way to talk to a neighbor," he said. "I thought you might invite me in for coffee," he continued as he began tapping a large manila folder against his leg. I knew what was in that folder so for the moment I decided it might be best to invite him in and make that pot of coffee. I switched on the kitchen light. He entered closing the door behind him. "I like this one best," he said after showing me and looking through the several black and white 8x10 glossy photos he had taken of me on my trip to take out the trash. "I like the look of surprise and look how pretty your hair looks tussled like that when you turned. And with you turning like that it really shows off your figure too," he said with satisfaction then continued, "And look how the flash shows off the shine on your nylons, you can even see the seams! This one is my favorite," he said with a smile. "I've got an 11x14 all matted and framed and hanging on the wall in my study now." "You jerk! You're a sick fuck, you know that Henry?" I said as I set his cup of coffee in front of him then reluctantly took my seat and continued as I tried to wake up and blinked through bleary eyes. I could feel the panic returning but tried to play it as best I could to diffuse the situation. "Yeah, yeah you caught me alright. It's just a once in a while hobby. You're a writer, you should know a bit about everything so it shouldn't come as that big a surprise," I went on. He continued looking at his favorite picture of me, the one where I was turning in surprise. I could see the shocked look on my made up face and the shiny gloss of my lips, the flip of my long haired wig and the swing of my long dangle earrings. I could see the tightness of my skirt, the sheen of my satin blouse with my jutting breasts and yes I could see the shine of the nylons complete with seems as I stood teetering atop those high black patent leather stiletto heels! I quickly gathered the pictures and stuffed them back in the manila envelope then pushed them aside. "Those are your copies. But don't worry I have plenty more," he said as he picked up his coffee cup and looked me over. "You never appeared very masculine," he said as he studied me. I was slightly built, a bit on the skinny side and was only five foot six. Henry was at least six feet tall and must have outweighed me by a good fifty pounds. I had taken ribbing about being a small man all my life and in noticing the size difference between us I figured Henry wasn't any different. "Fuck you dick head! Why don't you finish your coffee, then after you leave have a nice day huh," I said as I got up and took my coffee cup to the sink, poured it out then turned and tightened the sash of my bath robe as I looked on at Henry still sitting at the table. "You know, we're already neighbors. We could get to be good friends," he said. "Alright, what do you want, money? I don't have any money. So next I suppose you'll want to make sure everyone I know sees those pictures. Then you can have your satisfaction and I can be humiliated and ruined and have to move away in shame. Is that what you want?" I asked waiting for an answer. He got up from his chair and began telling me how ne noticed that I wasn't very manly, even maybe being on the borderline of being slightly effeminate. He'd been my neighbor for just over three years, was single a few years older than me in his early 40's and lived alone. We had done an outdoor barbeque and a few get togethers with some other neighbors over the years. He took an interest in my when he noticed that I had pierced ears and noticed my lack of body hair and how I kept the hair on my head in a long style as well. He approached me looking me over than quickly pulled my robe open to reveal my hairless chest! He then quickly grabbed my arm pulling it up to reveal my smooth shaven underarms then pulled at the cuff of my pyjama bottoms pulling one of the legs up to my knee to reveal a hairless calf! He ran his hand over the smooth leg causing me to pull away. "You've had your coffee," I said trying to usher him out but he stood fast. "My my my, you are a little sissy aren't you?" he said with a satisfied smile. "I thought so" he exclaimed. "Okay, so we're neighbors. You just live your life and let me live mine. I'm not bothering you so don't bother me, fair enough?" I said as I moved him to the door grabbing the folder from the table and stuffing it into his hands. "Yes we're neighbors," he said. "And I think we should get better acquainted, yes, much better acquainted. Now why don't you toddle along and get all dressed up, just like the other night. I want to see you all nice and pretty again. Then I want you to come over to my house," he said as if it was a matter of fact. I resisted telling him to forget it but he became insistent. "Now now princess, you still have time. You can get all dolled up and come over for a visit and with luck you can get back home here before the sun comes up and anybody else sees you," he said with a smile knowing full well I didn't want to be discovered. But I had been discovered and in holding that folder of pictures he had the proof and the evidence in his hands. "Now don't put up a fuss. You just play along and I will make sure that these pictures are kept under lock and key so nobody else will see them," he said. My stomach began to turn and I felt ill as he continued. "I imagine there would be a lot of stares and giggles, maybe outright laughter and finger pointing if everyone found out that you were a swishing little sissy. You might lose your job, or wind up in the papers as an oddity or worse even! So if I were you, I'd make up my mind sweetie. It's only a couple hours till sunrise," he said as he smiled once again then left through the back door closing it behind him. I felt like calling his bluff but knew I didn't have a chance. So, I quickly bathed and shaved then with shaking hands did the best job I could with my makeup. I combed my hair back tightly then put a stocking over my head to hold it in place then quickly dressed just like Henry had told me too. After fitting the earrings in my pierced ears and clipping on my pearl necklace I put on my long blonde wig, fluffed it out then added a dash of perfume. Then after stepping into my high stiletto heels I checked the seams on my stockings, smoothed my skirt then made my way to the back door. It was still dark out, I could hear the chirping of crickets and hear the faint sound of a dog barking a few blocks away as I stepped out onto the back steps and closed the kitchen door. I heard the click of my stiletto heels once again and felt the air swirl around my nylon encased legs as I looked over the hedge to see the familiar light on at Henry's house. I could feel my heart in my throat as I looked around the quiet neighborhood. But after seeing no one I started my walk to Henry's back door. I quickly crossed the sidewalk and rounded the hedge and entered Henry's back yard. I had to walk on tiptoes and had some difficulty walking across the lawn because my heels wanted to sink into the grass. Somehow I managed to make it to Henry's patio. I knocked quietly at the door and waited there in the darkness. Then the door opened. "Well, there you are Jay!" he said, his excitement building. "Well you don't look much like a 'Jay' now do you. I think I'll call you 'June,' yes when you're all dressed up for me I'll call you June. After all if you look like a lady you should have a ladies name don't you think?" he said as he ushered me inside. I heard the click of my heels on the wood parquet floor of the large kitchen as I moved inside. "Okay, I'm here," I said as I swished and minced around the kitchen then struck a feminine pose as I modeled my blouse and skirt outfit. "Relax June, just relax and be yourself. You're just visiting your neighbor," Henry said as he poured two glasses of red wine. He handed me a glass then put his arm around me momentarily as he led me out of the kitchen. "I don't think you've ever been over here. Let me show you around." The place was nearly twice the size of mine and expensively furnished too. I knew he was a writer but didn't realize he made such a good living. I had to play along so we sipped wine as we toured the finished basement the main floor and the upstairs then finally returned downstairs where he showed me the study he did his writing in. And then I saw it, the picture of me all done up in a matted frame and hanging prominently on the wall opposite his desk. "Come on Henry, take that picture down, please? Just get rid of all of them, burn the negatives and let's just forget any of this ever happened," I asked trying to be a nice neighbor even though I had tried to relax I began to feel uneasy at how he pulled me close, his arm around me. He could feel the soft slippery sensation as his hand moved against my skirt at my hip then at my waist where the shiny dark blue satin blouse flowed and slipped frictionlessly against the full slip I wore underneath. He could smell the perfume and could hear the swish of my nyloned thighs as I moved with him teetering on the stiletto heels while he pointed out pictures mostly of his travels and some of his books on a shelf and the few awards that hung prominently on the walls. He pulled me closer like I was his date or something! I became uneasy and set my glass down. I then pulled away. He set his glass down and followed me as I moved to the door and closed it before I could leave. "Don't leave yet June dear, we have so much to talk about," he said as he moved close. "Hey, look Henry. You've had your fun, you've seen me all decked out but enough's enough okay? I'm a guy? Remember? I'm your next door neighbor, Jay," I said trying to jar him back to his senses but it wasn't working. He pushed me back against the door causing me to stumble on my high heels. Then as I steadied myself and stood up he pressed against me and placed his hand around my throat! I gasped and then coughed as he throttled me. He didn't squeeze hard but he made his point. "What was that you called me at your place? A 'jerk?' A 'Dick head?' I don't like being talked to like that, not at all June," he said as he continued. If a man had called me that I probably would have beaten the shit out of him." He said as he continued holding me against the door. I began to panic and struggle but he held his grip. "So tell me, are you a man? Hummm? Are you my neighbor, a man, a man named 'Jay?' Or are you a lady, my attractive little neighbor lady named 'June' who lives next door. Tell me," he said as he held me firm waiting for an answer. It quickly dawned on me he was making a point, showing me who was the boss and who was really in control. I could see his anger build, maybe it was a threat, maybe he was mad because I didn't want to play along, play the game that he had in mind. "Make up your mind," he said. "I've never hit a woman. So what's it going to be? We can take a seat on the couch over there, finish our glass of wine over some pleasant conversation or would you rather go home with a black eye, a fat lip and maybe some bruised ribs." I gasped. "Are you a man, a man named Jay?" he asked again. I gasped and struggled once again but it was no use. I had to comply so I answered. "I...I'm J...June," I gasped. "And?" he continued. "I...I'm the p...pretty little neighbor l...lady who l...lives n...next door!" I gasped again feeling the humiliation wash over me and feeling as if I would pass out! He quickly released me and became gentle once again and smiled with satisfaction as he led me to the large leather couch along the wall after stopping and gathering the wine glasses at the desk. "Yes, yes you are a pretty little lady aren't you" he said as we took a seat on the couch. I then fell into a female personae that matched the feminine outfit I had on. I took my seat, crossed my legs with a swish and smoothed my skirt as Henry sat near his arm still around me. I took another sip of wine then sat the glass on the end table. "Now, no one has to know our little secret. Everything's fine just fine June, you'll see," he said as he began telling me his plan. We'd still be neighbors as usual but I would be visiting more often now, much more. I would be bringing all my ladies clothes over to Henry's house now and when ever I felt the need to dress up he wanted to be sure he could enjoy it too. He told me he was going to be buying me plenty of dresses and lingerie and everything else I'd need so I could always look especially feminine for him. "You'd like that wouldn't you 'June?'" he said as he continued. I was then told that I would be quitting my job in a few weeks time and that I would be selling my house and furnishings. I would then move in next door with Henry! Nothing extreme, nothing radical. Henry wanted everything nice and quiet so everything would go unnoticed. We were after all neighbors. I would look like 'Jay' when going out and when ever anyone else saw me or Henry outside but when at home I was to be constantly dressed now. He was going to make me over into his lady-of- the-house! "Don't you worry sweetie" he said as he cuddled me on the couch "nobody but me will see you when you get all dressed up nice and pretty. I'll take good care of you." I didn't take much comfort in that. I could feel the wine churning in my stomach and I felt dizzy now. He held me close then began fondling my legs feeling the gleaming tight fabric of my gartered nylons. I could sense his excitement then noticed he had a hard on tenting his pants! "Mmmmm, such a pretty little lady," he said as he caught me off guard and kissed me. I felt my lipstick smear as he leaned in. I felt his weight as he pushed me down on the couch. The leather creaked and my clothes swished. I felt his tongue as he probed my mouth in a deep French kiss. I could hear his breathing quicken and sense his excitement and when he laid down on top of me I could feel his hard on pressing into me! I pulled away, turning my head and gasped ending the kiss then felt Henry's hand as he began swishing my skirt and slips up while still fondling my legs! It was too much. Then, I looked out the window to see the twilight. The sun was coming up! I gasped and managed to pull away. "I...I have, I have to g...go" I gasped. "T,h...the sun's coming up" I said excitedly. But Henry pulled me back down! "There'll be plenty of time sweetie, you just relax now," he said as he began fumbling with his belt, unbuckling it! I squirmed underneath him and watched as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to reveal his large throbbing hard on. He then pulled my skirt and slips up with a swish as I struggled to fully reveal my smooth shaven nyloned legs, the stockings tightly gartered to my panty girdle. He noticed the crotch of the girdle, how tight it was and how I had tucked myself. He seemed to get even more excited at seeing the tightly girdled mound that looked just like a woman's slit! He got between my legs and after taking hold of his throbbing hard on he moaned with pleasure as he began rubbing the bulbous reddish purple head up and down the girdled slit! Knowing what might come next I gasped, struggled and tried to get away once again. "Th..the sun's coming up, it's g...getting light outside!" I gasped yet again. But Henry was in his own moment. "You just relax June there's still plenty of time," he said as he moved over me on the couch. Put your pretty legs together" he said. "Wha...what? Wha..what are you doing!?" I gasped as he put his hard on at the crotch of my panty girdle and worked my legs together. "That's it, get those pretty legs together, hold them nice and tight now sweetheart," he said as he gasped excitedly then started humping me! "Oh yeah, it even feels good this way," he said as he started humping me. "Mmmmm such a precious little lady, yesssss, so precious. Hold your legs tight dear, mmmmm yessss that's it, nice and tight," he said as I griped my nyloned and girdled thighs tightly against him. "Nice and easy this time, a nice little quickie to make daddy all nice and relaxed," he said as he gasped and continued humping, thrusting his large hard on pumping it in and out working it tightly into my crotch between my nyloned and girdled thighs! I gasped in shock as I laid there my skirt and slips high over my waist while I did as I was told and held my nylon clad legs straight and taut, tightly clasped together to hold Henry's stiff erection as he continued humping me. "That's it, that's it baby, my lady, my girllllll," he said as he began breathing heavily. I felt a wave of embarrassment and then humiliation wash over me to hear him grunting and moaning with excitement at what he was doing to me. Then finally he gasped and quickly pulled out of my girdled crotch. He groaned and then issued a deep moan as he knelt on wobbly knees then holding his erection and gasping yet again I watched as rope after rope of his milky white sperm jetted from the purplish bulbous head! The spurts landed all over the front of the powder blue nylon spandex panty girdle soaking in to the decorative lace trim at the front. The spurts continued as Henry began jerking himself and soon my slips were stained as was the front of my black wool skirt! He finally finished exhausted and quiet satisfied as I struggled and quickly got up from the couch. Henry smiled with satisfaction and giggled slightly as I pulled my skirt back down his come stains now evident all over the front of the skirt. He noticed my smeared lipstick and the rest of my disheveled look as I tried to straighten my hair as I stumbled on my heels then managed to wobble out of the room. "Have a nice day 'June' dear. I'll call you soon to set up a date," he said as I quickly left. I stumbled on the heels across the back yard feeling the sticky moist sensation at the front of the panty girdle now and felt the embarrassment once again at what had just happened. It could have gone far worse but then I thought of Henry telling me he was going to call me to set up a "date" soon! My stomach tightened, I began feeling dizzy and sick again as I moved through the brightening twilight and finally reached the back steps to my house. I quickly removed my drenched and stained clothing and showered then dressed in my normal attire. June was gone and once again I was Jay. I tried to put the incident out of my mind but it was no use now. The phone call came the following Friday night. This time I went to Henry's as Jay. He left the back door open for me to let myself in then while he worked in his study I went to the master bedroom and bathed and began my switch to "June." That way he didn't have to see me as Jay when I was there and began to only see me as his "June." That first "date" didn't go well. There was the dinner at his home that I cooked and the dancing in the living room and the drinks afterwards. Then there was the quiet time cuddling on the couch and then to his master bedroom where he already had a frilly pink chiffon nightie and matching pink satin slippers already laid out for his "lady-of-the- house." I changed into a pink satin garter belt and matching brassiere and put my beige seamed hose on before putting on the heels and the nightie. I then climbed onto the bed with the white satin sheets. And then it was time. Henry was large and even with plenty of lubrication the entire act was painful. I nearly saw stars when he entered me the first time stretching me to the limit! But he was very pleased. He gasped and shuddered with excitement to feel my tightness squeezing him. It wasn't long until I was moved in permanently. I had quit my job and sold my house and had become Henry's room mate Jay. At least that's what everyone else saw. Little did they know that every night once we were alone, I became June, the swishy, mincing and feminized housewife! The weeks started going by and Henry began voicing his displeasure with my breast forms. He didn't like them and said I didn't look "real" enough. I told him that was all there was and that he knew that from the outset but he continued with his plan. "I want to get you started on female hormones," he said one morning over breakfast. And being the "man" of the house he might as well just have told me "I am starting you on female hormones" because that is just what happened. We quietly saw a doctor, Henry had all the paperwork in order as to how I was a woman trapped in a man's body. He had coached me to fool all the psychiatrists and with their approval I was soon on my way. I was given bi weekly hormone injections and testosterone blockers and sent home with a maintenance dosage of female hormone pills as well. Henry assured the doctors that I would start dressing and living as a woman full time now but when we were home I still appeared as Jay. For the time being anyway. My figure quickly began to change all to Henry's delight. My hips widened, my skin and hair softened as did my facial appearance. Some of the neighbors began to take a slight notice but said nothing. Meanwhile my breasts were starting. My chest was getting tender and the nipples and areolae were growing to female proportions now. By the time my breasts had grown and started to widen and take on weight there was no hiding them any longer. So before anyone would notice or suspect what was going on Henry quietly sold the house and we moved away cross country. He had kept his word. He had continued buying me clothing and lingerie until the dressers were filled with frilly lingerie and the closets were filled with dresses and skirts. I began dressing as a contemporary woman on a daily basis now playing the woman full time and it wasn't long until Henry simply tossed out all of "Jay's" clothing. I guess it didn't matter anymore as my pants and shirts didn't fit anymore anyway! I now lived as Henry's "housewife" and did the shopping and ran the errands when he was busy working in his study. I carried a purse now and wore ladies clothes which usually consisted of ladies pants and a feminine blouse or a shirt with a floral applique or something similar to leave no doubt I was a lady. I wore little but carefully applied makeup and was careful to maintain my feminine personae until it became second nature. But once home and doing my housework Henry always insisted on shiny rayon house dresses petticoats and seamed stockings along with the black patent leather high heeled pumps and the pearl necklace. He also insisted on me having my hair and makeup done in period fashion as well which made me look like the true feminine ideal, the housewife of the 1950's! The hormone regimen continued and it wasn't long until he was having me go to the beauty parlor every week and sometimes twice a week to have my hair put in a permanent and have my nails done. He also made sure I went shopping for ladies clothes and shoes and always inspected what I brought home making sure I visited the most feminine dress and lingerie shops in town. He treated me like a lady at all times and felt the additional feminine pampering of the salon visits and shopping trips would help reinforce my new feminine life style. A few procedures followed over the months including facial feminization, work on my vocal cords to give me a more feminine voice and then laser electrolysis to end any beard shadow or body hair problems once and for all. We finished with breast argumentation. I now indeed looked much more like a June than a Jay! Henry even got me a wedding ring and after a short ceremony I became the wife in the relationship for real! And the sex continued. I still found it a bit painful and humiliating wearing gartered hose and stiletto heels then looking under my sheer nylon chiffon at my now very real jiggling breasts and then to the hem of the nightie to see my shriveled and flaccid little manhood hanging limp while Henry had his way and thrust into me. I finally complained that I didn't want to do it that way anymore. "Well honey, there is a way to cure that you know. But I'll leave that up to you, it's your choice," he said with a smile after he finished with me then curled up on his side of the bed to go to sleep. That was it I guess. There wasn't any reason not to, not anymore. Henry contacted the clinic and soon I was on my way once again for yet another procedure, my final one this time. Then about six weeks later after the final checkup and the okay from the doctor it was all over. Then it was soon another night. The day had gone pretty much as usual, the housework, the cooking the cleaning and all. And then the meal and the quiet conversation afterwards and then it was once again time for bed. And there I was, once again in my pink nylon chiffon nightie, the garter belt the seamed nylon hose and the pink stiletto heels. And as always there was Henry stroking his throbbing hard on as he worked his way up between my legs. I had gone to the beauty parlor earlier in the day and my hair was now feminine and perfect as were my bright red nails. As I laid there I noticed my nylon encased legs and how they shined in the light from the lamp on the little night stand. I noticed how trim my waist was now and how wide my hips were and felt the weight and the jiggle of my now very real breasts noticing how the nipples became stiff and erect in the cool room air. Henry's approval was quiet evident as he looked me over stroking his large manhood. "Yeah baby, that's it so pretty and feminine now, mmmmmm," he said as he moved closer working between my nyloned legs. And then I looked down, there was no more atrophied little ball sack, no flaccid dangling little manhood anymore. Now there was only a trim little mound, a woman's muff! I watched as Henry pulled me down on the bed and raised my legs spreading them wide and then watched as he rubbed the head of his throbbing hard on up and down the slit. Up and down, up and down he worked it until I actually began to lubricate and the lips began to engorge and separate. And then he pushed himself inside me and began thrusting pushing deeper and deeper until I could feel his balls pressing against me! I felt the tightness, or rather the fullness now instead of the pain and the steady stream of female hormones now flowing through my system had not only reworked my physical shape they had altered my thoughts as well! I stared glassy eyed at the ceiling for a moment and then assumed my new position. I gasped involuntarily at the sensation in my new feminine voice which excited Henry even more as he continued humping into me until finally he was gasping and working himself up to a fever pitch! My engorged vaginal lips were now stretched wide, my hips tilted up and my legs splayed wide to take him all in. My toes curled in the high pink stiletto heels and my breasts jiggled under the sheer pink nylon chiffon nightie and the bed squeaked and rocked as Henry worked and I performed my wifely duty. I noticed the diamond ring on my finger and could smell my perfume then looked down once again to see Henry gasping as he thrust in and out of me until finally he pushed all the way in and gasped then groaned a deep moan as I felt his throbbing hard on begin twitching, spasming violently as he drained his balls deep inside of me. I wasn't Jay anymore. I was now Mrs. Henry Walters!