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Devlin Mulloy and Becky Connors were in the middle of a wonderful and magical evening together. It was their first stay at home, romantic date, and they just finished the magnificent meal of chili lime ribeye steak with boiled baby potatoes and spring peas that Becky had made for the new lovers. Neither of them knew what was more intoxicating, the bottle of argentine Malbec which Devlin brought, or their growing love. Devlin, being the perfect guest, would have also brought the after-dinner treat. Becky stopped the new man in her life from doing so when she invited him over to her house for the date. Her words were, "I have a very special after dinner treat for the both us." Devlin loved hearing those words for he was in the mood to have Becky as a special treat and to also be her special treat. Devlin hated that they were taking it slow in the romance department, but understood why. They needed to build a strong foundation for the relationship before they got the pleasure of the flesh. It was to make sure the magic they found in being around each other was really built to last. The couple knew they had the chance of making this relationship something special if they were like Goldilocks. Not take it too slow, or too fast, but taking it just right. It was worth waiting a little longer to be with her for the first time if it meant he would be with her for the rest of his life. This couple was the type of couple which everyone, who ever set up two friends, should envision them while doing so. Devlin and Becky brought out the best in each other while they dampen the worse aspects of the other. People who saw them together, knew right away they were a couple enjoying being the presence of the other. Even the cynical people who thought that even love would fade, believed that those two would be together for the long haul. They both kept on reminding themselves and each other how they had to thank Angie Jones for getting then together. Neither of them had ever clicked and connected with someone else so quick and deep before in their lives and they knew it would never be like this again with anyone else. It started right away when Devlin started the date off by telling Becky, instead of acting like she had gotten a phone call when she would go to the restroom; about an emergency, to just tell him that the date was not going well. That was, of course, if he did not already give some lame excuse which they both knew was a lie, to get out of being with her early. His brutal honesty was a great ice breaker to Becky. The lady who had too many horrible first dates was delighted Devlin was straight forward. It led them astray for the awkward 20 questions people played at the beginning of a blind date, to find something in common, to them having a real conversation. It started with them both sharing how bad and painful some of those dates were. They both were impressed that the other shared their point of view; that the people on those disasters, which were dates with them, were also having just as miserable of a time. It was rare to find someone who knew that if a social situation was going bad it usually came from all the people involved. So, after a couple of months waiting, Devlin and Becky were ready to receive the pleasure that the other wanted to give to each other. Becky excused herself to get the first part of the after-dinner treat. The lady who was as excited pyromaniac on the 5th of November, came back to the dining room with a pink gift bag and handed it to Devlin. She instructed to man who was about to get lucky with, to take out the treat. Devlin had a look of approval when he took out the one-piece sensual pink silk and black lace teddy. He knew that Becky was going to look beautiful in it. Becky was so happy to see Devlin enjoying what he had in his hands and blurted out, "Go ahead and put that on." The look of approval on Devlin face quickly went to one of confusion. Why would Becky think that he wanted to wear a teddy? "Devlin you need not act like you do not wear women clothes, Angie told me your secret." The look of confusion went to a look of anger. Angie has broken the trust between him and her by saying he was a crossdresser or transgender to Becky. He did not know what Angie told her, but it was not her place to say anything. Seeing his face looking angry, "Do not be mad at Angie for if she had not told me, she would had never suggested we went out. I do not care; I always wanted to be with a man dressed all sexy. The thought of that just revs me up." "Becky, I am not like that. I do not like to wear women clothing." "You need not be worried about me seeing you as less of a man if you do." "Becky I am not worried about how others see me. It is just that I am not into it." "Devlin, it is fine. You know what, I am sorry that I sprung it on you. I thought this would have gone differently. You just take the gift I got you, and when you are ready, you can model it for me." "Becky, trust me, I am not into that!" "Just forget I gave you that for now. Let us just have that after dinner treat we have both been denying each other until the time was right. For the right time, is right now." Devlin got up and left the bag on the table. "Sorry Becky I am just not in the mood to have that treat with someone who does not believe me when I tell them something." Devlin was leaving and Becky made sure her words were the right ones. She knew the situation called for the deft touch of a three card monte dealer. "Devlin call me, and we can talk about this." Devlin turned around and put a smile on his face. He wanted to make sure that Becky knew his anger was not aimed at her. He also wanted to make sure the lady who was winning his heart, knew what he was about to commit to, was as sure to happen as the sun rising tomorrow. "I will Becky, once I clear sometime up with Angie Then we will clear this up." ******** Angie was out at the club shaking her moneymaker for everyone to see when she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She looked and saw the call was from Devlin. She was not expecting him to call. He should have been with Becky right now. Angie answer her phone right away for she knew something must be wrong as a novelty mixed drink. "Hey there stud, how are you doing?" "Not good Angela, we need to talk." When Angie heard her dear friend use her full name she knew he was mad. She also knew the reason why. She shared his secret of wearing women clothes with someone else. Angie did not know Devlin's story. If he was a drag queen, transvestite, transsexual, or something else. All she knew was that she caught him crossdressing 15 years ago; when, without knocking she went into his parents' house and then into their bedroom. Devlin's close friend forgot the teenage drama which made her barged into the house that day; but she remembered how bright red he turned when she opened the door and saw him in a maxi dress. All he could say was, "This is not what it looks like! Get Out!" Angie quickly closed the door and left the house. The reason she listened was she knew that it had to hurt Devlin for someone to see him in a dress. Those two never talked about what was seen. Angie did not want to bring up the sensitive topic, and Devlin thought that Angie believed his short explanation "Instead of talking to me you should be with Becky, she wants to be with a guy like you." "Listen Angela, we need to talk. It is about what you saw all those years ago." "I know what I saw and your secret is safe with me." "If you think I like to wear dresses, then you do not know what you saw. With you telling someone what you thought you saw, if I did have a secret, it would not be safe with you. We need to talk!" "Don't be mad, I only said that for Becky likes men who dress up." Angie was blowing off breaking the 'trust' between them, and was not hearing him out, was getting to Devlin. The lady who saw what she should not have seen should had never told anyone without talking with Devlin before opening her mouth. Devlin should not have had to tell her to not share what she saw to anyone. He wanted to clear the misunderstanding and she wanted nothing to do with it. "I am mad and we need to talk face to face." "Ok, if we need to talk after the club closes, meet me at Eat'N Park. You can buy our midnight snack." "No we need to talk now. You had no right to tell anyone what you told them." "Quit taking your anger about liking wearing women clothes on me. You need to admit it." "Angie, I do not like to wear women clothes. That is why we need to talk." "Fine I am leaving the club now; see you at the diner." Angie was not happy with Devlin; she rather be dancing than having to deal with her friend's insecurity about his sense of fashion. She arrived and when she made it into the regional chain diner, the lady who rather be dancing, saw Devlin in a corner booth. She did not like that he had a determined look on his face. The last thing she wanted was for her crossdressing friend to give her drama like a diva who did not get the right vintage of the champagne she ordered. Angie wanted to disarm Devlin's anger. She was not going to take him displacing his ill feeling about what he saw as a personal shortcoming onto her. "Devlin do not be mad. I only told her about our secret for I knew you two would hit it off. Me sharing that was to get you two together. She likes men who have your hobby." "That is what we have to talk about. We have no secret. I told you when you saw that it was not what you thought it was. I thought you believed me; so that is why I never brought it up to you. We are friends and I assumed you took my word." "Devlin I saw you in a dress, so I knew exactly what it was. You like to wear dresses." "No, I do not!" "Then why were you in a that maxi dress?" "I am not telling you now. You cannot be trusted with keeping something, which should be private and confidential, private and confidential." "I only told Becky for I had a good reason. My intentions were good." "That does not matter, you did not know the full story and you told Becky something which was not true." "No, I told Becky something you do not want anyone to know, or that that you want to admit." "I am not lying to you, I am not a crossdresser. I do not like to wear women's clothing." "So you are saying my eyes lied to me?" "I am not saying that. I am saying you assumed you knew the story behind it. You do not." "Fine Devlin, if you want to be in denial, so be it. I will never say anything about it again. You can at least tell me what you want me to believe." "I want you to believe me." "I If you mean that you want me to believe what was going on that day, then tell me." "No, I am not going to. I do not trust you with it." "Quit being a baby about it," Angie said then changed her mind. "No, keep being a baby about it. I do not care. We will act like this never happened." "How about instead of acting, you go with the truth. You saw me in a dress and never got the story; so you do not know what was going on then." "I will act like I never saw it, but I will not believe you are not a crossdresser. We will just not bring it up anymore." Devlin did not want to deal with Angie right then. The man who was trying to set the record straight knew that Angie's mind was made up about what really was going on that day. She would not listen to him and that hurt the trust between them. "That is good enough, and if you ever bring it up to anyone else, we are done. You hurt the trust between us by not believing me when I told you that it was not what you thought it was, and then telling someone else." "No, I did not. We never agreed to not tell anyone about that until right now." "Angie, I am just going to get going. You can try to justify sharing something which you should have known was not to be shared however you want, it does not make it right." As Devlin left, Angie was fuming at him. She knew she would quickly get over it, for in her mind, she did nothing wrong. She knew that her friend was just ashamed of someone else knowing what he will not admit. He took the frustration out on her, and friends do that with friends sometimes. ********** Becky sat at her dining room table cursing herself while she was staring at the pink teddy she has bought Devlin. Oh, how Devlin would had been so edible in this little number. Now, she blew it of seeing him in it, let alone them being together. She knew she jumped the gun in giving Devlin the gift. The lady who's heart was aching, knew if she could do it over again, she would have waited to give this to the man winning her heart. Becky hated her mistake of trying to have Devlin face something which he was not ready for. It was as clear and strong as a gin and tonic to her, she pushed too hard and had driven a great man away from her. She let her fantasy of her man sometimes wearing sexy feminine clothes become more important than the relationship. Now, that fantasy was trivial; she would much rather have Devlin sharing her bed at that moment even if that meant to never having that fantasy realized. Becky was disappointed in herself, for she put her want in front of the well being of Devlin. In being in such a rush to get one of her desires filled, she did not think of the ramifications of bringing it up to Devlin. Devlin must feel like she wanted him for his fetish, and not for who he was. Also, Devlin must have thought she saw him less of a man. Becky knew it had to be difficult for Devlin to have the desires dress pretty. Society looked down on men who emulate anything feminine. If a man stayed at home to raise the kids, people still thought less of him than if a woman did it. They were considered less and did not affect men's freedom as much, but there were still some glass ceilings which they had, and society needed to break through, for it to truly be equal. The lady lost in her thoughts was flung back to reality like a fastball thrown by a pitcher when she heard the special ring tone she gave to Devlin's number. Even with him believing his words of talking with her about this when something was cleared up, Becky knew it was not true. Devlin was not going to talk to her about something this private after she broke boundaries which she should not had. Becky answered the phone and was overjoyed in hearing that Devlin wanted to talk and was at her front door. The lady, who was not going to let this second chance slip by, did not reply. Instead, she went to the front door and opened it while telling him to come in. The terseness of Devlin's greeting was confirmation to Becky that this conversation was going to be uncomfortable. They both knew somehow the relationship was taken back to the beginning by Becky's actions. Devlin was wondering if it was worth starting over, for he now knew about some of Becky's taste in the bedroom. Becky was wondering if Devlin could be open with her with him knowing she knew about his secret from the start. Becky was searching for the words when they all came rushing towards her like racehorses to the finish lines. The truth came to her. "Devlin, I believe you. You are not a crossdresser. I am sorry that I did not do so when you first said it. I just let something I wanted, to cloud my judgment. I wanted you to be a crossdresser, so I did not listen to you." Becky's true faith in Devlin helps them gain so much of that ground they lost earlier in the night. Devlin was ready repay Becky for her faith in him, by telling her the truth about the event she should not have known about. "Good, I will tell you why Angie saw me in a dress." "You do not have to. I do not care why. It was a phase, you were experimenting, you were drunk and fooling around. It does not matter." "I know it does not matter for you believe me. I want to tell you so you understand me better. This is something after sharing you would get a better insight into me. I love you and you deserve the truth." Becky was touched and just held her man's hand to show support. "I put on that dress that day for I caught my father crossdressing. I had to try to understand why he was in a dress. I had to see if he knew something about it which I did not. I felt so strange in that dress. I knew it was wrong for me to be in it. It just felt like I was trying to make something which was wrong for me right. Angie came in; she would always come into my home when we were teenagers, without knocking if she needed to talk. She saw me in the dress and that felt so bad, so horrible. I told her it was not what she thought it was and to get out. I thought she believed me when we never talked about it after that. Tonight, I found out she did not. Then, I found out she shared that with you. I had to try to clear it up with her. I should not have as it does not matter. It was more I wanted to make sure she did not share that with others and that I was mad she broke the trust between us. I thought I could trust her; now it feels like I cannot even trust her with the time. Never mind that Angie and I will work it out, at least I hope we do. I am more concerned about the issue we have now. You want something which I know I cannot give you right now and might never be able to. I still have a feeling of uneasiness when I think back about wearing that dress." Becky mentally shook her head. She could not believe such a caring man did not understand that even with this desire being strong, it was just the pickle on the hamburger which was their relationship. "Devlin, after you left, all I thought about was how I wanted to be with you tonight. I do mean in bed, but also just you at my side. I do not care about that desire for we are building something special. The closeness we have is a bigger fantasy for me than a man in sexy lingerie. So I do not care." Devlin kissed his bunny and said "You know, I am so in the mood for that after dinner treat I thought I was getting tonight." *********** Angie said, "I did not know Devlin would be so upset about me telling you he was a crossdresser." Becky laughed and said, "There is a good reason he was, Devlin is not a crossdresser." Angie did not like that she believed that Devlin lied about what happened. "I can't believe he denied being in a dress. I saw him in it." "He admitted he was in a dress and told me why." "You believe whatever excuse he gave over what I saw." "No, you saw him in a dress, he admitted that. You thought you knew why and you do not." "Oh come on, what excuse did he give you. I need a good laugh." "I am not telling you, if he wants you to know, then he would tell you." "Whatever, I do not care if you two are in denial about him being a crossdresser. Just remember, I told you so when you catch him in some panties. I bet you he has a stash of pretty clothes hidden somewhere in his home and wished he could have added that sexy nightie you got him." Angie saying that about a hidden stash, made Becky think. Devlin being a crossdresser made better sense about him taking the nightie with him than what he said. If getting in a dress really made him that uncomfortable why would her man say he was going to keep that nightie as a promise to always be open to seeing things Becky's way? Why would Devlin wear it if he ever got into the mindset of being comfortable in a nightie? Becky did not think until later, the reason with the least amount of assumption, why he took the lingerie home with him was true. Devlin was trying to be more open for he loved and trusted her. He was trying to see past what a nightie represented and just treat it as a piece of clothing. It would be hard if not impossible; yes, the clothes do not make the man, but they send a message to all who saw you in what you are wearing. Devlin did not want to send the message which is normally associated with a teddy to anyone. It would be a lie, he was not that feminine. Devlin did not want to look soft and delicate which wearing that black and pink one piece would send. Devlin did not want to be pleasing to the eyes in that manner. Devlin did not want off that people had to be careful in physical contact; he loved it when Becky scratched his back with all her might during her climax. ************ Devlin was alone in his dimly lit bedroom with the curtains drawn. The man, who was doing nothing wrong, could not help but feel guilty by just having the pink and black, silk and lacy one piece teddy in his hands. Even thinking of putting that on was wrong for the man, yet he kept on thinking of it. Devlin put the first gift Becky, his bunny, gave him away where he hid what he knew he should not wear. ********** The next couple of months Becky and Devlin's love kept on growing. The little doubt which Angie's comment put into Becky's mind of what Devlin's reason of taking home the teddy, receded not to be seen again until one night in the bedroom. The hope that Devlin might like to be the one in a teddy came back the night Becky wore the same nightie she bought her stud to wear. Seeing her all scrupulous in it was going to be a nice surprise to for him. A nice treat for him to see her show off her body. This was the first time that Becky was going to fashion a teddy as a way to start the foreplay. The lady who was going to use her body, her sass and imagination to turn her man on, was so looking forward to seeing his reaction to her being beautiful in a sultry way. As the lady who was trying to raise the lust in her man more told him to open his eyes, she was thrown off a little by his reaction. Devlin had a shocked looked on his face. It was not the shock look of seeing something which you approval of out of the blue. It was the shock looked of embarrassment someone got like a dieter being seen doing a midnight raid on the fridge. Becky asked her uncomfortable man if he did not like what he saw. Devlin became a little flustered seeing that unexpected site for it made him think of Angie not believing what he told her. It also reminded him that for the first couple of months his bunny thought he was a crossdresser. Devlin with a slight tone of humiliation, "I do, it is just I did not expect to see you in that." After getting over seeing what he did not expect, the outfit and Becky's attitude had the desire effect on Devlin. This was the first time she wore lingerie which only function was to entice. It also was the first time she acted like a temptress in such a blatant manner. The highly aroused man really did love that outfit on Becky, her curves were made for it. The pink silk made the teddy feel like an extension of his lover's skin. The black lace helped tantalize him by showing a sneak peak of his two favorite erogenous zones on Becky's body. The top had her bosom overflowing out of it. Devlin gave his sign of approval by being even more aggressive than normal in his foreplay. Devlin love how Becky was aggressively flirting with him in such a primal manner. Her body language and outfit sent a straightforward message to the man in her bed. 'Take me now, you fucking stud!' Feeling how much Dev was into this moment of getting to know each other, made Becky believe Angie was right. The idea her stud kept the nightie to wear came back. Becky also thought she needed a new primary pet name other than stud for Devlin. Stud did fit her man most of the time, but with their secret it just would not be right. Now, the lady who had renewed hope about getting a sexual desired fulfilled, believed her man was imagining himself in the outfit. That she was attacking him like he was her. Becky whispered, "How you are all over me, is how I will be when you are able to wear that nightie in front of me instead of by yourself." Those words were like a snuffer on the fire which was Devlin's desire. Those words were like a thousand cold showers to his libido. How quick the love of her life stops their shared trip to pleasure town startled Becky. She had no idea what was going on. "Is everything alright dear?" "Yeah, it is just you bringing up, me in that nightie, snapped me out of the zone I was in. I was really lost in the moment of how good it felt feeling your body and anticipating what was coming next." "Dear I brought it up to say it is fine if you want to wear the teddy I got you. To tell you what you have to look forward to when you are brave enough to wear it not only when you are alone." Those words ignited a new fire in Devlin. This time instead of lust it was anger. The man who was blindsided by the unexpected accusation said, "I thought you believed me when I told you the truth." "I did until how aroused you were with me in this. How you were attacking me in the bed tonight like you never had before had to be from you picturing yourself in my place." "Why would you think that?" "For you took the nightie home to see if you could wear it for me. Now with you being so turned on by me in the same nightie, you liking to wear women clothing is the simplest explanation of those two facts." Becky made the common mistake of misunderstanding Occam's razor. The common misconception that the simplest answer is the best one was false. William of Ockham's razor was the answer, making the fewest assumptions, is the correct one. In her still having hope that what Angie told her was true, she made the assumption that the acts of taking his teddy home and him being highly aroused was connected. As Devlin was putting his pants, he said, "No, they are not tied together, you are just very hot in that and it revved me up. That teddy was made for your curves, the softness of your skins and it gives an advance showing of what I am looking forward to touch. You never wore a teddy for me before and it just really turned me on to see how sexy you are." "Take your pants off; don't leave again for we had a miscommunication about what Angie told me." "I am not leaving dear and this is not a miscommunication. It is you not believing me again. I have to defend who I am for you want something which I cannot give." "If you cannot give me you in a sexy feminine outfit, why take the teddy home?" "I already told you, it was for I could see if I ever could. I was not clear and I will restate it by being pedantic. At this moment I cannot wear that teddy for you. I am actually trying to become open minded about it for it is important to you. There is a good chance that I will never be able to wear that for you, but want to give you what you desire. If it is going to lead to you thinking I am a crossdresser, I will return it to you. I will also have to rethink our relationship for we both need to take each other's word when they state something." "I do trust you, but I know how hard it is for men to admit liking to wear women clothing. I thought that maybe you took it to add to your secret stash." "It is hard and it is something; that if someone is a crossdresser they should start the conversation about, not others. What makes you think I have a secret stash?" Now it was Becky's turn to be embarrassed. She knew why, it was for she hoped it was true and made yet another assumption. This time the assumption came from a throwaway line that Angie said to save face about being wrong. "It is for I wanted you to be one. I know it is not important to our love and relationship, but I want it all. I want the pickle on the hamburger which is our relationship. Angie said you were upset that you were not able to add that teddy to your secret stash. That just sounded good to me. I quickly knew it was wishful thinking, or better yet, wishful not thinking." Devlin hearing that his bunny did not tell Angie he took home that gift with good intention reignited that fire of desire in him. That was easy for his lust had a low flash point with how Becky was looking and his feelings for her. He kissed the seductive lady and said, "Just don't speak and enjoy the ride I am about to give you." ************ Dev got home and made sure he locked the door behind him. Then he went to his bedroom making sure that door was closed. Then, even with it being a cloudy day, he closed all the curtains in the room. When the man, who wanted to be alone, was sure he had his privacy, he went to where he kept the gift which he loved, but was a pain to him. Devlin loved the one piece teddy for Becky open herself up to him by giving it to him. Even with it coming from bad information, he felt honor that she trusted him enough to share her forbidden desire. She took a huge chance for most men would have scoffed at her even suggesting it as a joke. To actually give a man lingerie to wear was just pleading for a huge fight. As he held it in his hands he thought about how he would look in it and Becky's reaction. Her being pleased made him hold it up to himself. How he would like the compliments she gave him about being pretty. In theory it sounded like a great way to spice up the bedroom. Then reality came to him, he could not be seen in that by anyone. Heck he knew he hated that Angie saw him in a dress many years ago. It changed their friendship; the worst part was he did not know. If he only knew what Angie thought, it would had been different. They both would have known the truth. Devlin's masculinity won out again as he cursed that gift he loved, and put it back away. He was a little queasy just thinking of having it on; on how wrong it was for him to wear it. If his father was not a crossdresser, he knew he would have thought it was wrong for all men to wear that. How comfortable his father was that day, gave Devlin the knowledge that for some men it was right to wear dresses. That was what pains him, he knew the action of wearing women's clothing in itself was not wrong, yet he felt so wrong just thinking of it. The man who was trying to fight his being one, waited until the feeling of uneasiness from just thinking of putting on the teddy passed from him, and put an end of his self given solitary confinement. ******* Becky was still glowing from the sex last night; she loved how assertive Devlin was. It was not just being assertive, it was the kind of assertiveness it was. Devlin was forceful; he was not going to be denied. To her that was what a stud was and she laughed that for a moment yesterday she thought her stud was not one. She felt safe the entire time for she knew that she gave him the go ahead to take what was his. She wished that she could be that kind of assertiveness in the bed. The lady, who wanted to be the one who made the physical moves, did not how to exactly explain the difference in the assertiveness she desired, to experience and how she showed hers. Devlin's bunny's desire to see a man all dressed up was based on her unconscious desire to be the taker, the aggressor, the initiator in a more physical manner, while having sex. She enjoyed taking the initiative by being more flirtatious, but sometimes she just wanted to kiss her man and grab his cock hard to show him what she wanted. Not for it was easy, for it was just so straightforward. To Becky a man in a nightie or stiletto heels would automatically become more docile. With the man being more passive it would become easier for her to show the more physical side of her lust. Becky did not know that sometimes she just wanted to feel stronger physically than her man. That she wanted her man to feel that she could take him by force like women know that men could do to them. It was not to make Devlin feel weak, but so he know the excitement that came to her knowing that fact. The glowing lady started to think about how she asked for the pickle, but her man never brought up his. She believed that everyone wanted something kinky in their relationship and felt that she was being selfish by not even inquiring about Devlin's *********** "I can't do that." Becky infatuatedly said to Devlin. There was no way that Becky could live with herself if she did that desire which Devlin had. It would just be so demeaning to her. Devlin stayed level headed. "You never have to do that, my love. You asked me what was my pickle on the hamburger which was our relationship and I told you. I never was going to tell you for this pickle is way less important than your pickle." "My stud, my desires are not more important than yours. What we both want is equally important. I just know that I cannot do that and I do not want you to expect me to work on it." "My bunny, I am saying that you want me in a teddy more than me wanting you to keep on begging to suck my cock. It is fine that you cannot do that, I am with you for how awesome our relationship is. You fulfill my life so much that I do not need that desire to ever be actualized." "Why did you bring it up then?" "You asked me, and I was going to be honest with you." "Yeah but that is so degrading to me. You wanting me to beg over and over again to give you pleasure. You should be happy that I want to give you a blow job. It is a blow job, oral sex or fellatio. Not sucking a cock, which is just so dirty?" "It is dirty and that is why I like it. It is not meant to degrade you at all. It is about you just wanting me so bad when I am not in the 'mood.' That your desire of wanting me wins out and makes me want you also. Part of the fantasy is also me eating you out." "Why say 'eating me out', that makes it sound dirty also. You do not have to beg me to perform oral sex. You just do so." "Yes, for it is a fantasy. It is not real. That is why I am trying to work past my hang-up about wearing that teddy you got me. I am not wearing it for myself. It is for you, not for me. I should be able to do so, but I can't." "Yes, but that is different, having you wear that teddy is not degrading to you, like having me act like a cock whore." "Most men will disagree with you about having a teddy on is not degrading. It is saying that they are not real men. They would see it as an attack on who they are." "But you know it is not." "I do know it is not, that does not change the fact that it can be seen as degrading, just like you see what I want as degrading. I understand why you see it as so and that is why I will not push it on you, just like you are not pushing the teddy on me anymore." Hearing how understanding her man was, made Becky think about the trust those two had in each other, helped her open her mind. "I will try to work my mind around what you desire. I love you and know us doing that would not be to demeaning me. It will just make sex dirty, in a good way." ********* Becky never did push having Devlin in a teddy. Even without doing so, her stud knew how important it was to his bunny. He knew from how she would look at the Victoria's Secret mannequins they walked by and then at him. He felt her lust and also like an object. He also was reminded when he got on her computer after her, and she did not close the last website she was on. It was a TG fiction site Fictionmania. His bunny had been reading a story by Sarah Goodwoman. Devlin read some of it and found the author to be a self righteous hack. Devlin did not want to deny Becky her desires, so he kept on working on trying to put on that teddy. He was not making any progress. It what he had to do, became evident to him. He had to just do it, he would never get to the point of view that it would be right without trying it. He knew that he would not like it for how it felt, but for how it would please the owner of his heart. Devlin also knew that Becky would always wonder what she was missing if they did not try it. He never wanted her to have a regret of what she did not do. To him, it was better when looking back on your life, to say that was bad, instead of wondering if it would have been good. Becky was also coming over her objections over Devlin's fantasy. She knew that she was taking to heart what they both would had known in advance was not meant by the words and actions. Devlin not bringing up the subject after that chat, made Becky think more about going ahead with doing so. Having no pressure put on her, made her come to terms it since it would only be words and during that time pleasing each other to totally deconstruct the meaning of those words. To see what was really going on instead of just relying on the meaning of words which were meaningless at that point of time. The day came for Devlin to fulfill Becky's fantasy. The lady who was unexpectedly going to get what she desired was a little perplexed when her man excused himself to go to his bedroom right after dinner. It was not him going there, as he kept his laptop there and was always going up to get it. It was just he did not tell her why. It was no big deal, just a little out of character. Devlin picked after dinner to pay homage to when he found out about Becky wanting him in a teddy. Her getting what she desired would be a perfect after dinner treat. Plus, he found it romantic and assumed that she wanted romance involved in this sexual adventure they were about to take together. Devlin did his normal ritual of closing the doors and the drapes as he went to the hiding place of his teddy. He picked it up and looked at it. His heart started to race as he thought about what he was about to do. He really did not want to do it. Yet he knew he had to for himself, his bunny and their relationship. There would always be a question of 'what if' unless he put on that gift. As the man who was going to try to get in touch with who he could never be stripped out of his clothes, he started to sweat. He stood there naked looking at the clothes which he knew was going to present his body as a gift to Becky and his mouth got dried. When he finally put on the teddy, he felt weak, started to shake and his heart palpitated. He so hated how he felt right then, weak and powerless. He felt less of a man. Then, feeling less of a man for what he had on made him feel even less of one. Devlin felt like he needed to grow up. The man who was shaken by wearing silk and lace composed himself enough to call Becky upstairs. He tried to raise his voice for her to come up but only a whisper came out. He tried again but could not muster a sound louder than a whisper. He knew why his voice was so weak, his dad. His dad lost Devlin's mom when he finally came out as a crossdresser to her. She was not going to be with a man who wanted to be pretty. A man should be a man in her eyes and a man wearing a pink sweater with black miniskirt is not a man. Devlin knew he was going to lose the woman he loved by giving into what she thought she wanted. The man who was all male could not believe that a woman would want to see a man how he was dressed. Even with knowing he was not going to like Becky's rejection, he gave his word to her to try to do this, and more importantly, he gave his word to himself today was the day. If a person could not keep their word to themselves, they do not deserve to be with someone as special as Becky. Trembling Devlin sent a text to Becky to come join him in the bedroom. Becky found it a little odd that she got a text from Devlin. He hated to send texts and was only upstairs. Then reading the message to come to the bedroom was even odder, her man could had just called for her to come upstairs. That made her a little concerned that something was wrong so she hightailed it upstairs. Becky opened the door and did not like how dark the room was. The hallway light cast her shadow into the room. It felt like something not normal was going on. With her man trying to cover his exposed body up with his hands and curling himself in she was right. The lady looked and as her eyes finally got focused to see in the darkened room, a smile came across her face. She saw her man dressed all sexy for her. She was right about finding him so edible in that teddy. The excitement she had from getting what she wanted made her not notice how fragile weak and scared Devlin looked. Feeling like the physical aggressor also made Becky realized why she thought she would like seeing Devlin in the position he was in. She felt so free to act out on any urge she had right now. She confidently strode towards her man and said, "Tonight you are not my stud, you are my hottie." Devlin was not and did not feel like a hottie and said, "No." Becky was right in front of him when he said 'no' and replied, "Oh yes you are in that sexy teddy. Only a hottie would wear something like that." She then kissed him. He started to shake even more and pushed her away. The man who was trying to push his boundaries felt a little violated by the kiss. He gained his voice for he also felt threatened. "I said no." How Devlin was acting made Becky felt like her fantasy was coming true. He was going to be hers and her terms. "You want this my hottie?" "I said no and I am not your hottie." Devlin said as backing away more from his love "You so do..." Then it dawn on Becky that Devlin was really anxious and was uncomfortable. That he was not playing along to what she wanted. Plus, how could he only being playing a role she wanted him in; she never really explained it to her man. "Oh my god you do not. I thought you saying 'no' was part of this. This was part of how I imagined it. With you fighting against the urge to be pretty and me taking you." Still shaken Devlin said "No means no." "I know, I just thought that with it was part of the foreplay. Like me begging for your cock over and over." Devlin said and did nothing, in a slow caring manner, Becky walked towards him. He did not know what she was doing to do but was mentally and physically exhausted from what just has transpired to put up much of a resistance to her. Becky tenderly touched her stud's cheek. "You are my stud. You trying this for me, was the most manly thing I think you ever had done for me. You faced some of your fears and insecurities just to try to please me. Why don't you change into something more fitting for the man you are?" Dev quickly got out of that teddy and threw it on the ground. Then he put on his clothes. A new revelation came to Dev while he was changing back into what was right and natural for him to wear. Becky, she was going to wait until her stud was not upset and shaken to share it with him. What was most important was her helping her man feel better. Dev was in his jeans and t-shirt and Becky asked him to hold her in his strong arms. He did and feeling her petite body made Devlin to start to regain his strength, After a while, of just laying on the bed and Becky using her man's chest as a pillow, Devlin said, "Sorry I freaked out like that. I thought I was stronger. I thought that I could wear that for you. I just felt so vulnerable and did not like it at all." "There is no need for you to be sorry or think you are not strong. Not everything is for everyone; you tried it and hated it. You knew you were going to hate it yet you still tried it for me, that is true strength. I am sorry that I let my desire get the best of me for a moment. Instead of seeing what was going on; I saw what I wanted to." "Don't worry about that, my bunny. We were trying something new and once you saw me, you quit right away. It was not like you ignored the signs after seeing them more than once. You just read it the wrong way at first. You took it as real once they were repeated." Becky knew her man was back to normal so she told him what she figured out, "I do know that I never want to see you again in a teddy. You are all man. I know why I wanted to see you in a teddy so I could be the aggressor." "Oh, I would love that, that is part of my desire, you know. With you begging, it is you wanting me and acting out on it. It is about you taking what you want." "I would much rather tell you that I am going to suck your cock and have my way with you instead." "That is so fucking hot. Yeah you taking charge revs me up!" "It does the same for me my love. I just want to be in charge in a more physical way. We will try that when you are up to it." Feeling the state of love and trust those two was in, made Dev up to it. Plus having her attack him as a man would do wonders to how he felt about himself. So for the first time in his life, Devlin played the role of the flirt and said, "If you are going to take charge and have your way with me, then we will do it when you are up to it." Becky took the hint and pounced on her man with all the passion she had for her after dinner treat. ********* Angie Kern was happy that the great time she was having at the party proved her wrong. It was easy why she thought that it would be a bad time, having a great time at the party. At the beginning of the party, Beth knew no one other than Duncan Lambert, the man she was getting serious with. Duncan brought Beth as his plus one to introduce her to all his friends. The hosts, Lance and Mimi Reed, and all the other guests made her feel more than welcome; these good people made her feel like she was part of the group. There was nothing forced about it, if she was Duncan's girlfriend, then all the party goers saw her as one of their own. They wanted to make sure that the new member of the circle of friends knew spending time with her was part of their social schedule. The lady who did this the best was Beth. Those two had a great conversation and Beth was getting married in three months. The new friend was invited to the bachelorette party. Angie needed to have this feeling of camaraderie, her connection to Devlin Mulloy and Becky Connors, her two closest friends, has become a little strained. Devlin was mad that she told Becky his dark secret, that Devlin was a crossdresser. He denied it to his friend, but Angie knew better. Her eyes were not lying to her when she caught him in that maxi dress oh so many years ago. The only person she told was Becky, and that was for she was into men who liked to be pretty. Then, Becky had the nerve to lie to Angie just to keep Devlin happy. Angie understood why, but still it made their connection not as close. Angie spilled some red wine onto her blouse. and Lance saw it. Being a great host and knowing his wife would not care Lance quickly offered to give his guest a blouse to borrow. They both went into the master bedroom and Shelly changed in the adjoining bathroom. As those two came out of the bedroom Angie was making sure the blouse was tucked into her slacks and Duncan saw them together. Duncan and Lance had a bad history with women. Twice Lance has slept with his friend's girlfriend. Yes this was years ago, but Duncan was always going to be a little distrustful of the man's uncontrollable libido until he came clean about why the act of betrayal. Without letting Angie or Lance explain what happened, Duncan accused them of just having sex and left before either of them could explain what really happened. The man's, who was letting the past cloud the present, accusation was loud enough for the entire party to hear. Even if it was not, they would have all known something wrong went on. As Duncan was leaving, Angie tried to start to explain by saying it was not what it looked like. As the man hurt by his past rushed by the hostess on his way out of the door and out of Lance's life, Mimi try to stop him to see why he made such a passionate and ludicrous claim about the man who was madly in love with her. As he stormed passed her all he said, "This was the third time. THIRD TIME!" Angie was so confused and hurt with how jealous Duncan was. She was happy that she found out this soon in the relationship; so she was not so attached to him. She wished it was before tonight, for now she only got a glimpse of what could had been if these people enter her circle of friends. It would never be. The newly single lady looked at Lance and saw a look of shame over him like a spotlight. Him, giving her a blouse was innocent, and she knew by how Lance looked at Mimi, this man was as faithful to his wife as a hipster was to following trends. "What is going on here?" Lance did not want to talk about the past. That person who did those self centered deeds was no more. There was nothing he could do to change the past, yet there was something he could have done to become unhinged from it. Lance owned responsibility for his actions to himself, but never did so to Duncan or the others he wronged. The regretful man apologized for them, but never said why they were wrong to those he hurt. Admitting your actions were wrong, and why to those a person hurt, was a big step in them seeing you for who you are now, instead of who you were. The man who used to put himself first did so again. "I think it is best for you to ask Duncan." Mimi came up and asked what Duncan meant by this was the third time. Lance knew he could easily just keep on reverting back to his old ways to get out of this mess. He did not for he knew he had to face the past. He had to have faith in his wife to believe him after he told her why Duncan was only being logical to think the worse. "Mimi, for if I did something with Angie it would had been the third time I did so with one of Duncan's girlfriends. You know I was not always striving to be the best person I could be. That is why Duncan jumped to the wrong conclusion when he saw us two come out of the bedroom. Angie had a wine stain on her blouse and I let her borrow one of yours. I should have told you." "You do not need to tell me about letting our new friend borrow one of my blouses." "No, I meant about my past with Duncan. I should have told you how bad I feel. How I know I let him down, how I regret it." "Your past is that the past, you had no reason to tell me until Duncan overreacted. You did not let Duncan down. He let you down by thinking you did it again and went back to your old ways. That man will regret not letting go of the past when he loses your friendship." "Mimi, I can't blame him. I glossed over it when it happened and we only became friends again for we hung out with the same group of people. There was never real closure for him. Me, yes, I admitted what I did to myself, but not to him. I downplayed how I broke out trust." Lance was right; time does not heal all wounds. If the wound is not treated right it is just covered with scar tissue, the pain will return if the wound is picked act. I have to make this right between us if I expect to ever will have a true friendship with Duncan again. My Bright Eyes, I hope you do not mind me leaving the party now. " "Sweetums, you clearing this up with a friend is way more important that you staying here." Angie piped in, "Can you give me a ride to Duncan's. I need to pick up my car and go home." Lance's answer to Angie's request, "Of course I can, but you should talk with him tonight also. His anger and reaction is about what I did to him and not you. You should not hold it against him. My friend is a great man who has been hurt twice by me and seeing us come out of the bedroom just brought back the pain. I let him down twice and if you do talk with him, my friend will see it as a third time." Angie was too hurt to even mull over Lance's request. She was done with Duncan. It did not matter about the past with what had pasted between Duncan and Lance; and the future she envisioned with Duncan. How could she even consider being with someone who jumped to the conclusion that she was unfaithful. If that man was worth having any manner of a close relationship with her, then he would not think he knew what happened until he heard what she said. Angie did not see how she wanted to get better treatment than what she gave Devlin. ********* After not taking the good advice from a new friend, Angie's car found its way to Devlin's home. It was a little past 10 o'clock, not that late for one of her unannounced visits to her friend's home. Yet, this time, it did feel odd, like she did not belong there. Even with those two lifelong friends having an open door policy between them, Angie hesitated to just walk in. The lady who was indecisive about even doing what was normal, paying Devlin a visit when she needed to talk to someone, made the decision to ring the doorbell instead. As soon as Devlin's childhood friend heard the chimes, an unexpected feeling, apprehensiveness, overcame her. Angie had no idea why she was anxious about Devlin answering the door. Devlin and Becky were at home enjoying a binge viewing of Burn Notice. They both enjoy the quirkiness of the spy drama. The two lovebirds were settling into nesting and a great Saturday night for them was just to cuddle on the couch and chat while watching some light entertainment. The doorbell sounded like the whistling of a dropped bomb onto their sanctuary. It was late and they both thought, what was wrong? Who could had been at the door was secondary. They both knew people never got unexpected visitors at this time of the night without a legit reason. The only good reasons was either they could think of was to buy drugs or a bootie call. The couple was neither drug dealers nor somebody's hookup. Devlin answered the door and was surprised to see Angie. The shock did not come from seeing his friend, she knew he was a night owl and would not mind her coming over. It was from her using the doorbell. Tonight was the first night which Angie did not just walk into where he lived in almost 20 years. Angie was still a little hesitant about coming in even after the couple invited her in. The cautious lady felt she might had been causing a problem by intruding on her friends at this hour. Even with their reassurance, Angie felt out of place and was tried to leave without telling him the issue which brought her there. Neither of her friends were going to have that; Devlin wanted to help his friend and Becky was curious about what was on her friend's mind. Even with having much love in his heart for Angie, Devlin could not help but laugh when he heard the issue. Angie got up and left for she was highly offended that she thought Devlin was belittling her issue. This lady had emotional capital invested in her relationship with Duncan and she had to abandon that project. "Dev, this is not funny. I care for Duncan and now what we had is over." "Sorry Angie, I am not laughing at that. I just find it ironic you want Duncan not to believe his eyes when you tell him what he thought he saw was not what really happened." "Why do you find that funny?" "Come on you have to see why. You come to me and you will not believe that I am not a crossdresser when I told you I am not." "That is different I know what I saw." "Just like Duncan knows what he saw when you came out of the bedroom with his friend?" "That bullheaded man did not even listen to any explanation before he jumped to the wrong conclusion." "Just like you did." "You were in a dress and I know what I saw." Becky joined the conversation. "That does not mean that Dev is a crossdresser." Angie did not like how it felt like those two were ganging up on her. She thought that they were trying to use the old tactic of winning an argument by having more people agree with your point of view. She knew that was wrong, the facts and reality is not a popularity contest and decided by which side got the most amount of votes. "Becky, you both can deny it, but Devlin is a crossdresser. It does not matter how many people say no, I saw him in a dress." Becky knew how Angie felt and understood why. Her friend's emotions had to be a little raw; Angie was walking away from a relationship which had potential in her eyes. "Angie, I just was trying to help you see this from Devlin's point of view. You come over here hurt that someone would not believe you for they thought they saw something, but you are doing the same with your friend." Angie got up to leave. On her way out of the door she was going to air her grievance about this situation. The lady who was human knew even with her actions coming from her best intention, they were wrong. "I do see where Dev is coming from. It has to be embarrassing for him that I know his secret. I never thought any differently of him after I found out. The only reason I even told you was for I thought that he found someone he could share that part of him with. It was not only you liking your men to be pretty once in awhile. It was also, I knew how you two would mesh. It just hurts that me knowing and not backing down was hampering our friendship. I wish I never said anything about the dressing. You two would still be together and we would still have that closeness. I am sorry that I shared something I should not have, even if I thought I was doing the right thing, I now know I did not." Devlin knew that everything which his friend said was true. He also knew how he could clear up the static which was interfering with how close those three were. It would be simple and he knew that he could trust Angie in knowing. If she treated Devlin like that information meant nothing normal while all these years believing he was a crossdresser she could do the same for his dad. "Angie, sit down, stay until I show you a picture. This would clear it all up and you would see why it is a misunderstanding which leads you to believe I am a crossdresser." Even with not believing that a picture could make her change her mind about what she saw, Angie sat down. Her friend was trying to mend the cracks in their relationship and she wanted to do the same. As Devlin was handing Angie his phone he said "Angs, the only reason I am showing you this is for I know you will not say anything to anyone. Not even my dad." Those words broke the tension in the room quicker than starring in a Michael Bay movie destroyed an actor's' credibility. This was the first time instead of both sides trying to prove the other wrong, one was trying to clear up the understanding and other was open to it. Even with Angie as convinced as a woman going all in while holding a straight flush, she was right, she allowed for the fact she might up against a royal flush. This little doubt came from in the back of her mind she thought about how Duncan was convinced in what he saw. When Angie saw the picture on the phone, crow never tasted so good to anyone in their life. Angie was so proud of being proven wrong. She was proud for her friendship with Devlin and Becky was so strong it withstood her not being blessed enough to believe her friend without seeing why he was right. The picture of Devlin, Becky and Mr Mulloy at a transgender club; Devlin dad was in a tasteful A- line dress. It brought a smile on her face for the closeness between all three of them could be seen. She understood why Devlin waited until now to say anything. Protecting his father's privacy was more important to him than being right. "Your dad looks great in that dress. You are a great son, never forget that. I will never say anything again about this. I should have believed you and took your word." Devlin was meeting his friend halfway on the bridge of reconciliation. He knew his friend was a good lady and she showed it her response. It took true strength for her to admit she was wrong in a matter of fact manner. No excuses or reasons were given on why. She just owned up to being wrong. "Angie, you had to believe what you did for it was the truth to you. I should have explained more when I found out you thought I was crossdresser. It was my word against 20 years of a belief you had." "Dev and Becky, I need to get going. Hopefully, I can clear the misunderstanding with Duncan. If I can we have to do brunch next Sunday. Even if not, I want to do brunch with you. I don't mind being a third wheel." Devlin jumped at chance of doing brunch. One of the unintended perks he got from being in a relationship was having the most enjoyable meal without feeling guilty. Brunch was not for single people.