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Caught! Part 1
By Simone Clark
The time comes in every TV, TS or TG's life when they are caught. The law
of averages is pretty clear on this one, if you keep your dressing secret
from family, friends and the world around you, chances are that the stars
will align, and no matter how careful you are, and what precautions you
take you will be caught. This is a true story about how I got caught and
how it led to a greater understanding about who Simone is to me, and to
the outside world.
It was a winter evening in mid January, and my wife was preparing for a
night out with her friends. They were going to go out for dinner, (which
I was invited to) then to a chick flick that I was certainly not
interested in. I lamented that I had a lot of homework to do anyway, so I
would not join them for dinner and just heat up something while I toiled
away at the computer.
Little did my wife know however although I was going to fix myself a meal
and do some of my homework, I would be doing these things as my alter-ego
Simone. I had my outfit all picked out, and was waiting for her to depart
so that I could begin my transformation.
The appointed time arrived and I waved at my wife's car as it headed down
the driveway headed to the restaurant to meet her friends. I knew I had
at least 4 hours to be Simone so I headed into the bedroom to become my
female self.
I opened my secret closet in the basement and took out Simone's outfit
and her makeup and made my way to our bedroom where Simone would soon
emerge. I applied peach cream foundation from Transformation by Rori's to
my smoothly shaved face and let it dry. I then worked on my eyes, heavy
silver grey shadow and eyeliner encircled my upper and lower lids making
my eyes pop. A darker shade blush came next, and then my favorite dark
red lipstick was slathered on my lips making them appear very plump and
inviting. I then affixed my dark brown wedged bob wig on my head and
straightened it out. It framed my face and made me appear decidedly
female.
I then went into the bedroom and looked over my outfit for the evening.
Laid out on the bed was one of my "slightly naughty secretary" outfits
consisting of a knee length black leather skirt, black pantyhose, a hot
pink satin blouse with long sleeves, and a pair of black leather knee
high boots with 4 inch heels. I walked over to the bed and put a pair of
foam hip and ass enhancing panties on and then my matching bra and
inserted by favorite D cup silicone breasts inside the cups. I then
rolled the pantyhose on to my legs and looked in the mirror, my shape was
decidedly feminine and combined with my made up face and the wig, I
looked like quite the buxom woman. I then put on the satin blouse and
buttoned it up to just above my false breasts and buttoned the cuffs on
my wrists. I then stepped into the leather skirt, letting it slide over
my nyloned legs and feminized hips before zipping the back and buttoning
it closed. I then surrounded my nipped waist with a 2 inch wide black
patent leather belt at my waistline. I sat on the bed and slid my
pantyhose-clad legs into the boots and zipped them closed. I then stood
and walked confidently in my heels to my jewelry bag to find some
complementary things. I selected a black pearl necklace which fell just
above my cleavage, a black bangle bracelet and black and pink dangly
earrings completed my transformation.
I walked to the mirror and looked upon the attractive but slightly
naughty secretary that stared back at me. I loved this moment, when I
looked in the mirror I felt 100% female. From my nyloned toes to the top
of my head I was Simone, lady of the house. My male self retreated to the
background and the female part of me totally took over and reveled in the
feelings that the outfit brought her. Simone loved the way her nylons
slid against the lining of the skirt. She also loved the way the boots
made her balance on the balls of her feet, forcing her rear end and chest
to stick out invitingly. She also loved the silky slickness of the satin
blouse on her body. Simone blew a kiss at the mirror and walked into the
kitchen to prepare her meal.
After a small meal of leftovers and a glass of wine, I minced into my
study to work on my homework. I became lost in my math class, with all of
its projections, predictions and absolute values. I was so absorbed, I
did not hear my wife's car pull into the driveway, or her opening the
door and calling out to me.
I was snapped from my trance by hearing my wife yell "who the fuck are
you bitch!"
I raised my head and I felt my mouth make a little "o". My wife then
realized who I was and said "Jack, is that you?"
I could only bow my head.......I was caught.
My wife just stood there and stared, her mouth making mumbling noises,
occasionally a few words came out "but you're dressed as a girl." And
"this is not happening."
I raised my head to try to explain but could not find the words. I
envisioned a nasty divorce, public humiliation and severe damage to my
career. I had a picture in my head of me living in a dilapidated
apartment drunk and lonely for the rest of my days.
My wife then gained her composure and just stared. I was just about to
speak when she placed her finger on her lips and said "shhhhhhh." She
ordered me to stand up and come from around the desk. I maneuvered around
the desk easily in my high heels, and she whistled and said "whoa, you
can really work those heels can't you." I nodded and did a bit of a
catwalk walk for her with a quick female turnaround. I found myself
smiling, and quickly changed my face back to one of contrition and
sorrow. She approached me and said "you really like wearing those
clothes, don't you Jack?" I nodded and was about to answer when my wife
said "answer in a female voice hon, don't break the image." She asked me
my name, and I answered in my practiced female voice " I'm Simone." My
wife did a slow circle around me and whistled "boy you are a sexy one
Simone, sort of the slutty secretary look huh?" I said "yes, that's the
look I was going for sweetie."
"Well, I think you hit it Simone." my wife said.
My wife then told me to go to the kitchen and get a glass of wine for her
and meet her in the family room. She then left to make herself
comfortable and I stopped by the bathroom to freshen my lipstick......If
my life was going to be utterly destroyed tonight I was determined to
enjoy my last moments as Simone.
I joined my wife in the family room and handed her the glass of wine she
asked for, she took a sip, closed her eyes and directed me to tell my
story. In Simone's voice I told her how Simone came to be in existence,
from the beginning when I was 12 and tried on my mother's pantyhose
through my first professional makeover to the gradual realization that
Simone was not going away. I told her how I discreetly collected a
wardrobe over the years, and dressed every chance I got. I also told her
how I could not bring myself to tell her about my dressing while we were
dating and hiding my female self from her as the years of marriage
progressed. At the end of the tale I professed my love for her, and said
if she wanted to leave me I understood.
My wife then surprised me by hugging me and letting me know that she
would never leave me but had some questions about Simone, and if I did
not answer truthfully, it would be over between us.
Her first question was whether I was gay or not. I explained that when I
am Simone I am a woman through and through. I liked the idea of servicing
a man as Simone, but had never done so. I did have a few toys in my
closet that I used to satisfy my urges, but that's as far as I planned to
go. I was married I had no intention of straying to satisfy my curiosity.
When acting as a man, I was not interested in men, and had no desire of
living as a gay man either.
The second question was if I wanted to become a woman. I told her that I
had considered it for a while, but abandoned the idea after taking some
of the gender tests that were available online. The tests identified me
as androgynous but not female enough to credibly survive as a full time
woman. She then asked me to show her my wardrobe, so I led her downstairs
to the basement and opened up the large closet I kept locked in my male
"cave". My wife ran her hand over the satin blouses, leather and other
material skirts, suits, chengosams, and other dresses that hung in neat
order in the closet. She then bent down and examined Simone's neat rows
of shoes. They were arranged by heel height, with pumps and flats in the
front and boots in the back. She picked up a red patent leather pump with
a 5 inch heel and gave me a quizzical look. I merely shrugged and she
smiled and put the shoe back in its place. She then picked up the box
that contained my toys and opened it. She picked up a life sized rubber
dildo with a suction cup at the base and examined it, it was flesh
colored with a purple head and a scrotum containing a set of testicles.
She then rummaged further through the box and found a vibrator, and a
couple of other toys designed for deep stimulation. She carefully
repacked the box and put it back in its place.
She then demanded a key and ordered me back up stairs. Once seated on the
couch with fresh drinks, she laid out her rules in order to maintain our
relationship.
First, she could tell me how to dress, that included everything from the
skin out. If she wanted to see Simone she would let me know, and I was to
dress as she dictated. Second, she got to approve whatever else I bought
for Simone. She demanded that I get rid of the 5 inch "slut heels" and
try to dress age appropriately (she approved of my current outfit, much
to my delight). Finally, she could introduce Simone to whomever she
wanted. She assured me that she would keep my secret from my parents and
the general public, but she had some friends that she wanted Simone to
meet. Those were her terms, she waited for me to decide. After a few
moments of thought I readily accepted them. She then directed me to
change back into her husband for the evening, because we were going to
bed.
I transformed back into Jack and returned to the family room. She led me
to the bedroom and laid down beside me and said "Simone, we have a big
day ahead of us tomorrow, get some sleep." As I drifted off to sleep I
wondered what was ahead for Simone tomorrow..................but that is
another story.
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