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Manipulated.
It was a stupid one night fling that started things rolling. I was at a
week long business conference. After a day of listening to assorted guest
speakers I'd gone to the hotel bar for a couple of drinks before going
for a meal. Jenny was a good looking woman who was already seated at the
bar when I entered. We were the only two seated at the bar and we slowly
got talking. We were both there for the conference. As we were both there
alone we decided to go for a meal together. We had some more drinks and
one thing led to another and I woke up in my hotel room the next morning
with Jenny asleep in the bed next to me.
When she woke up there ws none of the awkwardness that I had expected
there would be. Instead she was very matter of fact, said that it had
been a good nght and that she should go back to her room to get ready for
the upcoming day. We saw each other a number of times throughout the day,
passing each other in the corridors as we moved from one hall to the
next. At one point we were both attending the same workshoip and we
worked together as a team for the exercises of that workshop. We decided
to meet for supper that evening and again we ended up sleeping together.
The following night, the last of the week, we again slept together.
We said goodbye that last morning and both went our seperate ways. I
returned to my wife and continued with my usual routine.
I'm not sure how Bev, my wife, found out about what had happened. I came
home one evening to be confroned by her. Being caught totally unprepared
I gave myself away alnmost immediately. She was furious. My wife is a
very strong person, she gets what she wants, and takes no prisoners when
dealing with other people. That is why she ended up with her own
multinational company. I do love her and was horrified that she had found
out about my fling. I apologised, in fact I groveled, begging her
forgiveness.
She threatened divorce and told me to get out the house while she decided
what she wanted to do.
My phone rang late the following afternoon and I answered Bevs summons
and went round to our house. She asked me what had happened and I told
her. We discussed our relationship, why I had allowed the fling to happen
etc. Three hours later we finished talking. Bev explained that she would
give me a chance but it was clear that I could not be trusted to control
myself so as long as I abided by her rules then we'd remain married and
try get over this, if I didn't follow her rules then she'd start divorce
proceedings and would make sure that I ended up with noithing. Of course
I agreed.
She led me to our bedroom where she handed me a plastic shopping bag.
"Put all your underpants in that, there are some in the washing basket,
and there might be some in the tumble dryer, get all of them and bring
them back to me."
Having no idea of her plans I obeyed. Naturally I wondered what was up
but I was just so greatful that she seemed to be in a good mood and had
forgiven me that I was like a little puppy trying to please its master. I
rushed round gathering up all my underpants and putting them in the bag
which I then handed to her.
"Take off the pair you're wearing."
A little hesitantly I did as told and handed them to her. Then she
reached into her jeans pocket and threw a ball of material to me.
"Put those on."
I caught the material and realised that it was a pair of her panties,
cream coloured with lace trim across the front.
"You are joking right?"
"No, I'm not. It's quite simple. You can't be trusted so I have to make
sure that you are very reluctant to get undressed in front of other
people. I've thought of all the ways I can ensure you behave and this was
the cheapest option that came to mind. I have also ordered a chastity
device for you, but that will take a while to arrive. So, until it does,
you will wear my panties."
"But Bev, I won't do it again, I'm really sorry, I made a mistake and
I've learnt from it, I won't do it again," I pleaded.
"How do you expect me to trust you after what you did? It's going to take
time. And the fact that you're so reluctant to do this for me shows me
that you probably can't be trusted. After all, who but you and I will
know what you're wearing under your clothing? Sorry, I thought we could
work things out but obviously we can't. Here's your underpants," she
threw the bag at me, "give me my knickers. I'll call my lawyer in the
morning." She held out her hand waiting for me to pass her the knickers.
"No Bev, you're right. I'm really sorry. I want to show you that you can
trust me. I will do what you ask to prove that to you," and I stepped
into her kickers and drew them up my legs. They were a little tight but
otherwise fitted alright.
She hugged me and gave me a kiss.
"Thank you love. I'm so glad you did that, I do think we can work this
out. Every morning when you get dressed take the knickers that I was
wearing the previous day and put them on. I'll leave them on the floor
next to my vanity table. I'm sure that soon we'll be back to normal. I
really do believe that."
Over the next few weeks I got to wear each pair of knickers in Bevs
underwear collection. It seemed she had a never ending supply because
after three weeks I had yet to wear any one pair twice. Some of them were
more comfortable than others. Bikini and full briefs were the most
comfortable, thongs were a little uncomfortable but french knickers were
the most uncomfortable as they were pretty much the same as wearing no
underwear as they were just like a flimsy pair of shorts. Every now and
then Bev would ask how I was doing wearing her underwear and I responded
honestly. Initially I was convinced that everyone would know, that the
panty line would show through my trousers, that the waistbands would peek
above the waistband of my jeans. But days, and then weeks, passed and no
one said anything and I realised that a lot of my fears were just me
being paranoid.
And as the weeks passed wearing knickers becamse no big deal for me.
Also, as the weeks went past, the relationship between Bev and I seemed
to be improving and I was eager to encourage that, so I made sure to wear
her knickers with no complaints. In fact two or three times she forgot to
leave her knickers on the floor and I asked her where I could find them
so that I could wear them.
Five weeks had passed. We were watching tv when Bev started getting
amorous. I recognised the signs that usually meant we'd end up having sex
and my heart jumped with joy. Maybe we would be back to normal soon. She
led me to the bedroom where she proceeded to undress me. When I was
standing in front of her wearing only that days knickers she gently
pushed me back onto the bed. Still fully dressed she climbed on to the
bed after me and straddled me.
She started stroking me, every part of my body felt the lovely light
touch of her wandering hands. She traced the outline of the panties and
then started stroking my erection through the flimsy material that by now
was straining to keep my dick contained within it. She lay on top of me
and we started kissing.
"Mmmmm, this is soooooo sexy loverboy. I really never thought I would be
so fucking turned on by you wearing womens panties. I hope the panties
I'm wearing now have dried out by tomorrow otherwise you're going to be
wearing a wet pair of frillies tomorrow."
This was a change to the Bev I knew sho used to be a little reserved
during our love making. But I did like it! We kissed again and our
tongues met. I tried to get my tongue in her mouth but met with
resistance from hers, as our tongues jostled for superiority I felt her
one hand reach down between us and start pulling on the panties I wore.
The feel of the elastic being pulled up and down between my legs was
amazing. She moaned as she rubbed my erection and pressed herself down
onto me. Her tongue made its way into my mouth. Finally she broke the
kiss.
"Ohh yes, that's good. Mmmm, lets see if we can put your cock to some
use."
She got off me, turned round and then straddled me again, looking towards
my feet. She lowered herslef and my head was covered by her skirt giving
me a good view of her knickers stretched tightly between her legs. The
smell of turned on sex filled my nostrils. I felt her fiddling around
with my dick and then my erection sprang free.
She lowered herself onto my face.
"Lick my panties lover, go on, lick them."
She slowly moved her ass back and forward over my face, very gentle, slow
movements. My nose was filled with the smell of her sex and her ass. As
she moved back and forth my nose moved from being pressed against her
asshole to being at the tip of her vagina. My tongue as I held it out and
she moved was moving up and down the slit of her pussy. The material of
her panties dried my tongue and I had to keep wetting it, the material
would bunch against my tongue and then free itself.
Her hands roamed over my lower body, stroked between my legs, traced the
putline of the panties and every now and then slowly, ever so teasingly
pumped my erection. It was heaven! I licked her panties, pressing my
tongue against the material, trying to ease my tongue into her body.
I was sweating inside the confines of her skirt, my face trapped between
her legs. To get rid of the sweat I had started pressing my face against
the material of her panties, trying to get the sweat soaked up before it
pooled around my eyes. Bev obviously liked this because she would press
down on my face a little harder for a while and wriggle her ass around in
small circular motiosns.
"Mmmmm, I do like it when you press your nose against my asshole like
that. It really is unusually sexy."
Bev came as I licked her through her panties. She rested a while, still
sitting on my face and idly stroking around my balls, penis and panties
with a finger. She eventually lifted herself off of my face and shifted
herself forward. I couldn't see anything because her skirt covered any
view of what she was doing in front of her but I soon realised, much to
my joy, that she had pulled her panties to one side and was slowly
lowering herself onto my erection.
The feeling as I slid into her moist warm pussy was overwhelming. It had
been close on six weeks since we'd last had sex, she'd been teasing me
for the past who knew how many minutes and now she was sliding me into
her. She rode my dick for probably 30 seconds and I couldn't hold back, I
shot my load into her. I felt her vaginal muscles tighten around my
softening erection as she rode me for a few more seconds until eventually
I just fell out of her.
"I'm really disappointed. I was hoping that we'd cum together like we
used to, but I guess not. I'm still horny babes, I want you to make me
cum again." As she spoke she suffled back towards my face and planted her
ass on my face.
When I'm horny there are so many things that are kinky or exciting or
things that I'd really like to do, but when I've cum, those very same
things are less appealing, in fact, they can seem disgusting. And going
down on a pussy that I've just cum in is one of those things. But I had
no choice as Bev lowered her panty covered pussy on my face for a second
round of oral worship. I was relieved that the panties at least covered
her pussy but I imagined all my cum slowly leaking out of her and soaking
into the wet material. Bev seemed to stay on my face for a very long time
as I licked, sucked and prodded at her pussy therough the damp material
if her panties. I could taste my cum soaking through the material. The
material became a little slimier and tasted a little saltier.
When she climbed off my face she took the panties off and then thoroughly
wiped her pussy and ass with them before making me take off the pair I
was wearing and putting the wet, dirty, pair on. I had to wear them for
the next two days. The frustrating thing for me was that throughout the
entire session I had not seen any part of Bevs body as she remained fully
dressed. And that was how the next few sex sessions went, they were all
started by Bev, she controlled what happened, I did always get to cum
inside of her, for which I was greatful, but I was always made to worship
her panty covered pussy afterwards. And finally, as a reminder of how
generous she was by allowing me to have sex, I was made to wear her dirty
stained panties for two days afterwards.
Things were starting to improve between Bev and I and while things had
changed slightly I had great hopes for us getting back to normal. Five
months after everything happened I had to go to another convention. As
the time got closer Bev became more teary and would often start crying as
we talked about it. It turned out that she was worried I would stray
again. I pointed out that wearing womens panties as I was there was very
little chance of that happening. She responded by saying that she'd seen
how I managed to take my trousers off with the panties inside of them so
that no one could see them.
One night we were going through this conversation all over again. I was
doing my best to reassure her when she asked if I truly loved her. I
replied that of course I did. She then told me that she'd thought of a
way that I could show her I would be faithful. She had bought me a pale
pink bra that I would wear. That would not be as easy to hide and if I
did take it off there would be bra strap marks left on my skin for a
while later. I really wasn't happy thinking of all the times I'd looked
at the lines of a womans bra through her t-shirt. Bev made me try the bra
on, and then put a t-shirt and a sweater on. Then she took a few photos
on her phone and showed me that the lines were not easily visible most of
the time. We repeated the exercise with the sweater off, same result. So
I agreed to do as she requested. She made me agree to take a photo of
myself wearing the bra once an hour from 17:00 until midnight, or when I
went to bed, and again in the morning, also one at lunchtime. I felt that
she was being over the top but it was the only way to keep her happy. We
also agreed that she would skype me and if I was in the room I would show
her that I was wearing the bra and panties.
I travelled to the seminar and checked into the hotel.
I plan to continue this story. Feel free to let me know what you think,
and any ideas you'd like incorporated. My email is
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