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"Are you certain you've packed everything," my wife called from the
hallway.
"Yes I think so," I replied as I ran through a mental check list knowing
that once we were on our way it would be too late to return.
"Did you pack you new golf outfits and golf shoes?" she asked as she
walked into the room and ran a critical eye over my travel outfit. "Oh
yes I like that it really suits you."
"Thanks," I replied, "I did, do you think these shoes are suitable."
"I'd say they are a sensible choice."
It was a Friday morning and I would soon be heading off for a long
weekend of golf with my long time friend and golfing partner Mark. We
had been off on other golfing weekends, but this one would be different,
the hotel we were going to stay at was hosting at TV/CD golf weekend.
My cross-dressing had started many years earlier, I think I was around
10 when I first stepped in to a pair of panties and slipped into a
dress. From there on there would be no turning back. I took every
opportunity to dress constantly adding new items as the thrill waned.
For me nothing was too feminine, I adored silks, satins, chiffon and
taffeta. There was no such thing as too much lace or too many ribbons
and bows. Pink was by far my most favourite colour, apart from that I
also liked Lemon Yellow and Lilac.
Moving into my own flat for the first time opened up a whole new world
of possibilities. It wasn't long before my drawers were crammed with
lingerie my closet full of skirts and dresses. I wore female clothing
from the time I came home of an evening until I left the apartment. I
grew my hair as long as I could without causing comments about it. I
bought sets of rollers and started experimenting with different
hairstyles, sometimes spending a whole day with my hair full of rollers.
I bought mostly second hand as everything was much cheaper and to be
honest much better quality than new and much was of vintage that I
preferred. A lot of jewellery was being sold by people because it was
out of date and no longer were fashionable, once valuable items
practically given away.
I kept my body free of hair below the neck, waxing those areas where I
could, the results were well worth the short term pain and after a time
it became much easier. Laser treatment for my facial hair was very
effective and within six months I no longer needed to shave.
I slept only in nightgowns and wore peignoirs over them, all were made
from the most delicate fabric with elaborate trim in white or pastel
shades. Full length gowns were my preference and full length sleeve most
desirable. Feeling my body enveloped in these highly feminine garments
was wonderful.
Living as I did was a lonely existence; still I could not envisage
giving up my clothes as the price of forming a relationship. Then one
day it all changed.
For several weeks I'd noticed a woman at my favourite coffee shop, each
day she would glance at me a give me a short restrained smile, at times
when she thought that I was not looking her way, she would study me in
depth. Eventually we would nod at each other when one or the other
entered the shop.
A dress lead to our first conversation. On my way home from a shopping
trip where I'd just bought a floral chiffon dress I dropped in for a
coffee and cake. She was already there, after ordering I made my way to
one of the few empty seats, as I passed her seat the bag fell open and
the dress spilled out onto the floor beside her.
"Oh that such a pretty dress." She bent down a picked it up.
All I could come up with was an embarrassed, "Yes."
Her eyes moved from the dress to me and then back. "Suits you."
"It's not for me," I answered.
She handed the dress back to me and I returned it to the bag.
"Would you like to sit with me while you have your coffee, it's pretty
crowded in her today." She indicated towards a vacant chair.
Two hours later and several more coffees she announced that she had an
appointment
soon and had better get moving. Before leaving she asked if we could
meet here again for more coffee and conversation saying she had really
enjoyed the past couple of hours. As she departed she smiled and told
me, "Enjoy your dress."
My muted "It's not my dress" was lost on her as she departed.
After several more meetings at the coffee place, she asked me if I'd
like to join her one night for live show. When I agreed she told me she
would let me know the date and since I didn't own a car, she would drive
us.
She took me to see La Cage aux Folles, I had no idea where we were going
and when we arrived at the theatre it was far too late to tell her that
I didn't feel comfortable seeing this show. The show was wonderful and
despite my embarrassment I still enjoyed it immensely as I drooled over
the gorgeous gowns Albin wore through the production.
We spent more and more time together over the next few months, she would
make the suggestions and I would go along with them. She seemed to enjoy
my submissive nature and my wiliness to comply with her desires. When
she asked me to marry her I quickly agreed but explained that there was
something she should know about me.
One evening she came to my flat for diner. After we had dined and wined
we sat on the sofa and I told her my story from the beginning.
When I was finished I told her, "I love you so much and want to marry
you but you needed to know all about me"
"Nothing you have told me changes anything," she started. "Your feminine
nature has been clear to me for the first time we met and I love you for
it."
"One thing I should make clear right away, I'll be wearing the white
gown on our wedding day."
I laughed. "Rightly so."
When she came down the aisle on our wedding day, she was beautiful and
while I felt a small tinge of envy I had the satisfaction of knowing
under my tuxedo I was wearing full set of bridal lingerie in an Oyster
colour.
Later that night after the reception, we had gone up to our suite. The
room was lit by several candles, the bed sprinkled with rose petals and
sitting on that bed was a parcel wrapped in pink tissue and topped with
a pink bow.
"This is for you," said Jane as she handed it to me, "I hope you like
it, but you should know that it comes with conditions."
I un-wrapped the package to reveal a beautiful pink nightdress and
peignoir, as I inspected them a pair of lace trimmed panties dropped
out.
"Oh they are gorgeous!" I ran my hand over the fabric and shivered at
the feel of the fabric.
"What is this condition that you mentioned?" I asked.
"It's quite simple," she replied, "come to bed wearing a nightdress and
you accept that you will be the submissive partner in our love making,
if you like you are accepting what is traditionally the wife's role."
I stood there for a moment and processed what I'd just be told. I'd only
ever had one sexual encounter and it had been both difficult and
embarrassing. Since that encounter, I'd relieved myself when necessary
and had not felt the need for a sexual partner. The decision was an easy
one. "That's fine by me."
Dressed in new nightdress I'd lain on the bed and submitted to my new
"Husband."
Jane had gently aroused me with her soft caresses as she told me how
pretty I was before she started kissing me as she rubbed me through the
layers of fabric. Her kisses grew more passionate, then she pushed her
tongue through my lips and into my mouth, the feeling of having another
inside my body was exciting for me.
Before long she had me on my back with my nightdress pulled up and my
panties down. Crouching over me, she slowly lowered herself onto my
erection; I uttered a small moan as I felt her wetness engulf me. Once I
was fully inside her, she started to move up and down, I felt her
squeeze as she withdrew and relax as she pushed down on me. She slowly
brought me to the edge of a climax, and then stopped leaving me hanging.
After doing this for three or four times she finally pushed me over the
edge. The sensation was beyond anything I'd imagined possible and even
when I felt that I could give no more, she continued. It was the total
lack of control, by surrendering to her control I'd been taken where I'd
never been before.
Later I lay there exhausted knowing that in future I would always wear
nightdresses and submit myself to her control.
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