Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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Ack it's morning already... oh well. I gently lift your arm off of me and
get out of bed. Slipping into my nightie's robe I pad into the kitchen to
start breakfast. Once everything is going I take a very quick shower to
be clean for the day... wish I could stay under the water longer... it
feels so good! I love to let my soapy hands roam over my soft smooth
body. But things are cooking and I make myself get out and after quicky
drying get back into my nightie and robe and into the kitchen just in
time to finish breakfast. Putting everything on a tray I bring it into
our room and kiss you once to wake you up. After placing the tray over
your lap I get into bed beside you to eat while you tell me what you are
going to be doing at work today. I eat quickly so I can get out of bed
and get your things ready while you finish eating. By the time you are
done I've laid out the clothes you asked for and start getting your other
things ready for work while you are in the bathroom.
Once you are done I go get my corset for today and bring it to you in the
bedroom... we've done this ritual so often for so long nothing needs to
be said... I just undress, pull the corset around me and hook the busk
closed then bend over and lean on the vanity, looking at you in the
mirror while you tighten the laces. More than two years of this daily
ritual have reshaped my mind as well as my body... I don't really need it
anymore as I reached our goal for my figure months ago but I still enjoy
wearing it most days. I love the hug it gives me, the restriction to my
movement and the support for my breasts, all of which remind me of you.
More than any other thing I have it makes me feel totally feminine. I ask
if you want anything special for dinner and you tell me to surprise you!
You give me a kiss, your tongue lingering in my mouth and then with a
wink and a smile you are out the door to work. You always make me feel so
happy! I know it will take a long time to figure out what to
make for dinner and do the marketing and get myself and the meal ready in
time so I start on the housework right away wearing just my corset.
I enjoy keeping care of our home and take pride in making sure it is
always clean and tidy for you when you come home. Dusting and vacuuming
go quickly as I move from room to room humming to myself. Then I get the
laundry started and fix myself an early lunch and start thinking about
dinner. By the time I've eaten and made a shopping list the laundry is
done and I decide to go to the market right away and do the ironing
later. Of course that means deciding on what to wear!
In the beginning I didn't enjoy this much... I guess I wasn't confident
enough. But now with your guidance and all the things we've done to
improve my figure and appearance I do feel confident and I've come to
really enjoy it just like any other girl. I go wash up first and sit on
the bed to put on my stockings. It's always a little hard to get the rear
garters from my corset attached but finally I get them and put on a pair
of panties to match the corset. I end up sucking on a finger while I look
through our closet and end up lost in the moment - but I've got to get a
move on! Making myself decide I pull out a blouse and skirt but when I
look in the mirror it isn't right... too conservative for an afternoon
trip to the market. Smiling at that suddenly I know what I want... out
comes a full slip and my sweater dress with the plunging scoop neckline.
I love this dress... it clings to every curve and ends a couple of inches
above the knee - it makes me feel totally sexy without being sl
utty. Sitting at the vanity I brush out my hair, put on my face and
select some dangly earrings and a matching pendant that falls just above
my cleavage.
My cleavage. How I love saying that! Just as my corsets are the clothing
that makes me feel most feminine my titties are the body part that make
me feel most feminine. Every time I look down or glance in a mirror I'm
reminded of who I am now. I was so scared when you first put me on the
hormones but after my breasts began developing again I knew it was worth
it... not that I wasn't scared anymore but the need for the changes was
more powerful. Then I began to worry that they wouldn't change me
enough.... that I would be stuck somewhere in the middle. But over time
my hips and rear developed nicely, my face became much more feminine and
my chest just kept growing. I had always thought my little A+ cups were
super sensitive but I had no idea... as they got larger each of my
nipples got more and more sensitive and so did my breasts. Of course my
thing isn't as reliable anymore but you seemed satisfied so I didn't care
about that. And as you said even when it's not working it still feels
good when you touch it... just not half as good as when you play with my
titties... and there's always strap-ons for either of us.
The hormones took me up another two full cup sizes but I guess I was
greedy. Most girls would have been quite happy with being a C-cup but I
wanted more. I guess after being deprived all those years I wanted to
make up for it and besides as they had been getting bigger and bigger the
effect on me of seeing them got more intense... in a lacy bra or a corset
or hanging free below me when I'm on all fours... they made me feel so
feminine and I wanted to feel more of that. When you told me you'd like
me to be even bigger I knew that's what I wanted too. I guess I didn't
have to go up two full cup sizes but the doctor said there wasn't much
point in doing less. I know most girls wouldn't want to be this big and
they do have their drawbacks... but I love them, I love the way I look
and the feeling of them swaying and bouncing and the way they make me
feel all over and I love the way other people react. From the first
moment someone sees me they don't think anything but "girl".
Gawd what am I doing? I must have been daydreaming for almost a half
hour! Slipping into my heels I grab a purse and I'm out the door.
Walking down the street on a beautiful spring days is one of my favourite
things. I was so scared to be outside at first that I probably never
would have gone if you hadn't made me. But now I love it. I love dressing
a little sexy and doing some of the things you taught me, like putting a
bit of wiggle in my rear and a bounce in my walk, and see heads turn. I
don't have the slightest interest in men but I get a real charge out of
them wanting me. When I see them stop to look I can't help but smile. Of
course sometimes the way they look is a little scary so I'm careful not
to go too far... but I love to see the double-take and the smile on their
faces when they notice me and the way I can put a bulge in their pants
just by walking past or striking a pose while waiting for a light at a
corner. Just thinking of it makes me giggle! It makes me feel so totally
desirable and sexy. There was a construction site in the neighbourhood
for a few months and I started going a couple of blocks out
of my way just to give them a look and hear the whistles. Sometimes I'd
put on a short skirt so that when I got there I could pretend to drop
something and give them a flash of my stocking tops as I bend over. I was
so nervous at first but not so much now. Even though I don't want to *do*
anything with them I just can't help liking the attention so sometimes I
just turned and gave them a big smile and a wave when they whistled. It
kept me feeling sexy and feminine all day long.
I do a little window shopping on the way to the market. Just looking at
skirts and dresses and shoes. I love shoes! But spikes are going out of
style. I want to look in style. But I love the look of spikes so much
better than flats. I hope I can get some more before the stores stop
stocking them.
Eventually I get to the market and start looking things over. I really
enjoy getting fresh fruit and vegetables for you. Looking things over and
seeing what's in season that you like, trying to find the best that's
there for you. But I've been dawdling so long all day that I have to get
a move on so I grab what's needed for dinner and dessert and then head
over to the butcher to get something for the main course. On the way home
I pick up some fresh cut flowers from the corner store.
When I get home I get everything out ready to make dinner and then take a
little break with a glass of wine. As I sit there sipping the wine I
wonder what you are doing. Before long I wonder what you will be doing
when you get home... somehow my dress ends up pulled up above my hips and
I'm touching myself through my slip and panties... just letting one long
nail slowly drag back and forth while I think about you. It's not long
before I'm panting at the thought of kneeling between your legs playing
with my titties as I use my tongue to pleasure you before you turn me
around and... I have to stop or I'll still be doing this when you get
home! Forcing myself to quit I standup and after straightening my clothes
I head into the kitchen to get dinner started. Once it's started I get
out the ironing and do that while watching a bit of afternoon TV.
Mmmmmm.... dinner is starting to smell good! It's important to me that
you come home from work to find a neat and clean house that smells of
delicious things to come! The ironing is done and for now everything is
in its proper pot and place and nothing needs to be looked after for a
while so I can start to get ready for your arrival home. Just as I want
you to smell delicous food when you get home I want everything else ready
so that when you think of home you always think of it as somewhere you
want to be, somewhere you want to rush to when the work day is done, the
first place that you think of to be. And part of that is wanting you to
want me as soon as you lay eyes on me. Its been three years now since I
moved in but it's still very important to me that you find me desirable,
that just looking at me arouses you. So I take the opportunity to get
myself ready.
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