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Fantasy Realized - Part 2 Cindy Johnson - [email protected] Full audio version available if you send me a request and leave a review. Harley stood there blocking our exit and trying to comprehend what he saw as I sat there nervously in the feminine outfit Helen had me wear and my visible pink nail polish. He looked back at Helen and said, "Who is this?" As he motioned back to me. "This is Wilson, my husband. Wilson, this is Harley." Harley laughed. "This is your husband, this pansy in pink nail polish and wearing woman's clothes?" He looked at me with a shocked expression and said, "You allowed me to play with your wife while you sat here? What kind of kinks are you two into, never mind, don't answer that. I think your wife is hot and I want to see her again, you don't mind Wilson, do you?" For the first time in my life I was completely speechless, and for some reason just shook my head while I sat there quietly hoping he would just go away. Dressed as I was and feeling so small at that moment, it gave me pause and no confidence to speak. He didn't wait for an answer and just took control of the situation. He grabbed Helen's phone out of her hand and quickly dialed a number and a few seconds later I heard his phone ring and now he had her number in his phone. "Helen, I want to see you again and since your husband gave you permission, I will call you this week and I'll expect you to answer when I call," he said handing Helen her phone. He turned and walked back to the bar as we made our escape before anything else happened. The last few minutes really rattled me and I realized I was shaking from nervousness and fear. Not being able to respond and being so docile when he bluntly told me he wanted to see her again, was devastating. I must have looked submissive and even afraid as I didn't speak when he asked me if it was OK for him to see Helen again. I mistakenly gave him permission as she watched on in amazement. We didn't say much as we started back home until Helen started giggling. I looked at her in shock as she was now just laughing. What could she possibly be laughing at? She just witnessed her husband acting weak and not even trying to protect or stand up for her. "Helen, what are you laughing at? I can't find anything funny about what just happened." Helen finally stopped laughing and said, "Well I'm sorry, it's probably the drinks but you have to see the irony here. My husband, who has always been in control of poor little me was completely shut down by some macho jerk, that took your wife's pussy right in front of you tonight. When I think of you in these girly clothes and your pink nail polish acting so wimpy and submissive I have to laugh because it is just the opposite of what you have always been. Come on, you must see the irony here. Do you think it's because I have you dressed like this and your nails are a pretty pink? It's the only thing that is different tonight. To be honest sweetheart, it turned me on when he controlled us like that. My God, when you just sat there submissively and shook your head to tell him you didn't mind him taking me out on a date, it made me so wet and I don't know why. Maybe I enjoyed seeing this side of you but whatever it was, I want to go home and fuck, baby. I am so horny right now, hurry up and get us home." The sex was amazing that night, I had never seen her so horny and wild. We did it three times and she had at least three intense orgasms that night. When we got home she took off her dress before we made it to the bedroom and then jumped on the bed and started undressing me as I laid down on the pillow. She pulled off the leggings, exposing my shaved, nylon covered legs and panties and smiled. "Seeing you like this so hot and when you wear these cute things they become Kryptonite to your manhood. You act more like a little girl when you're wearing these things and I can tell you like it too," she said rubbing my very hard cock through the pantyhose. She continued to rub my legs and my cock as she got very close and said, "Tell me, did you enjoy wearing this tonight?" "Yes," I answered as I moaned. "Did you like watching that jerk make me come at the bar." I didn't answer and she stopped rubbing my erection. "Don't stop baby." "Well then answer me. Did you enjoy watching him make me come in front of you?" "Yes, yes, oh that's it. Keep going," I said as she stopped stroking me but continued to rub my legs. "I want to do this again, baby. It was so exciting to see you watching me as he made me come like that, and you were so sweet and understanding when I got back to our table. Oh baby, you're the best," she said as she pulled down the pantyhose and took me in her mouth. I yelled as I gushed the most explosive orgasm I'd ever had. My body jerked as I came in her mouth, and I continued to yell with pleasure as she swallowed all of my cum as I finally laid back down on the bed. She came up to me and kissed me as she placed my hand on her wet pussy. Helen was in heat and very turned on as she continued to kiss me with my cum fresh on her tongue and her face, but that didn't bother me for one second as I just kissed and licked every inch of Helen until we came several more times, and eventually passed out and ended up in a big heap on the bed. We got up late the next day and went out for lunch and discussed the events of last night. It was awkward at first but since we have always been so open and honest with each other the discussion we had was good. She started the conversation. "Wasn't that a fun night? We have been a lucky couple to continue to be able to spice things up and enjoy each other as much as we do. None of my friends have what we have and I want it to continue." "I can't argue that it was an amazing night and at first I was a little unsure, but our sex was amazing last night and I want more of that, for sure!" I saw how he made you come at the bar with his hand, what was that?" "Oh my god, I have never came so hard in my life, it was indescribably exciting. That's what is called a squirting orgasm and most girls never have one but I can tell right away that he was gifted and knew exactly how to make that happen." I didn't know what to say and all I could think was, "That's great baby, I'm glad you liked it." "Liked it, I would kill for that feeling again. I never knew I could reach those heights from an orgasm. Last night was the best night ever!" I didn't bring it up again and moved on to other topics. We had a nice weekend after that and nothing out of the ordinary happened until Wednesday evening. We were sitting outside on the patio enjoying the cool breeze and sunset when her phone rang. She looked at the number and didn't recognize it so she didn't answer. They called back a few minutes later and this time she answered the phone. "Hello, who is this? I heard a man's voice as she sat next to me on the patio lounge chair. "Yes, it was fun and yes it was nice meeting you as well." She listened and smiled at me and turned away as she spoke, "Well, you know I'm married and I can't possibly go out with you. What happened that night was just me having a little fun, nothing more." I couldn't hear what he was saying but I heard his voice grow louder. She looked at me and mouthed his name, "It's Harley, from the bar and he wants me to go out with him this Friday night." "Yes Harley, he's sitting right here. What, I don't know. Let me ask him." She looked at me and said, "He wants to talk to you," and handed me the phone. "Hello, this is Wilson." "Wilson, I need you to tell Helen that you're OK with me taking her out Friday night. You already gave me permission to call and ask her out, and now you need to tell her it's OK. I'm just taking her out to dinner to get to know her a little better, you have nothing to worry about sport." "Well, I'm not going to allow that. No, that's not a good idea," I answered as Helen listened. "Look, Wilson, I'm trying to be nice here but you've already let me finger her at the bar, right in front of you. You also said it was OK for me to date your wife and I'm holding you to it, so I'm not asking. I just wanted to be polite and let you know in advance. Now put her back on the phone." I handed her the phone in disbelief of the nerve of this guy. Helen spoke with him for a few more minutes. "I guess so. OK, at 8 pm. See you then," she said as she ended the conversation. "You accepted the date?" "Well, we don't have much of a choice. He said if you went back on your word he would find you and make you pay for his trouble. Besides, you did give me the OK to take me out so I think I should go and let him understand his place." "You're going to go on a date with another guy?" "Oh Wilson, you have nothing to worry about. He's a big jerk, a bully and someone who needs to put in his place. Since you put both of us in this situation I'll just go have a quick dinner, tell him to back off, and find another girl to harass, and everything will get back to normal. It looks like I'm the one that will take care of this since it looks like you aren't able to. He's picking me up at 8 pm and I don't think you should be around when he comes, I don't want any trouble. I should be back by 10 pm and that will be that. Besides, think about how hot it will be when I get home and get you in bed!" Friday night I got home before Helen and was extremely apprehensive about my wife going on a date with Harley but I knew it was out of my control and just wanted it to end. I knew Helen would put an end to it and poured myself a martini as I heard Helen come in from the garage around seven o'clock. My jaw dropped when I saw her and realized she must have come from the salon because her hair was all styled with new highlights, her makeup was perfect, and her nails seemed longer and bright red to match her sexy lips. My heart was hurting, as I felt the sharp edge of jealousy cut through me like a knife. Why did she get all dolled up to see this jerk? She said she just wanted to make it quick to tell him off. She was surprised when she saw me and said, "Hi honey, I thought you were going to be gone tonight. I don't want you around when he gets here baby, so you need to disappear. Why not got to an early movie and we'll be gone before you get back. I should back by ten o'clock and that will be the end of all this." "Helen, you look so sexy, did you get your hair done? Did you have it done for him?" "No don't be silly. I've had the appointment for weeks, and I've been planning on this new style. Do you like it?" "Well yes, you look amazing but I don't want you to look this good tonight. When he sees you like this, he will think you dressed sexy for him." "Are you jealous? Is my little hubby jealous of the big strong man? Come on, honey. Don't be like that. Yes, he's tall, very handsome, even gorgeous and extremely well-built but he's a condescending jerk. I'm sure he could have any girl he wants, but not me, I have my sweet hubby to come home to. After I let him know I'm not interested and that he needs to leave us alone, that will be the end. Now, get out of here while I dress and get ready for this stupid dinner. You know, the more I think about it, you should be thankful I'm handling this for us. I'm going to be the one that puts a stop to this and you should be grateful. I'm doing this so he doesn't come around and cause trouble. Now honey, I'm going to get dressed and you need to leave. See you later tonight," she said as she turned and left me standing there. She turned back and looked at me, "Before I go upstairs and get dressed I want you to do something for me tonight. Do you know what would be sexy and have me hot for you all night? If you would wear something sexy for me while I'm gone. I'll select something sexy for you and lay it out on the bed. I want you wearing everything when I get home. Before I get back, I'll expect to see you in them and ready for some fun." I went to a local sports bar and watched the first half of an NBA game. I was constantly looking at the clock and at 8 o'clock my heart hurt again as I knew he was probably in my house with my wife. I had to trust her and let her do this for us and tried not to think about it, which was impossible. I got back home a little after nine and remembered what she said about being ready for her when she got back. When I went to the bedroom I smiled when I saw what she had put out and realized I had nothing to worry about tonight. She left out a cute bra and pantie set along with one of her matching red silky nightgowns. There was also a new pair of pantyhose that I put on as before completing the outfit. I knew she liked me in these clothes and that she was probably thinking about me in them all night. I realized I was a lucky man to have someone like Helen. She was so sexy, fun, adventurous and just made me happy. I smiled as I wished I could see the look on this jerks face when she told him off tonight. He was in for a shock but we both knew he deserved it. I got dressed and laid in bed watching TV and waited for the door to open. During one of the commercials about Loreal Cosmetics Lipstick, I had a thought that gave me the idea to put a little on for Helen and let her know I like playing her games. I found a tube of coral pink lipstick that matched the nightgown I was wearing and put a light coat on before getting back to bed. What surprised me was the taste and scent of the lipstick, I was oddly sensual and sexy, which made me extremely hard. I laid in bed playing with all the nylon that covered my body and legs and enjoyed the taste of the sweet lipstick as I patiently waited for Helen to return. Before I knew it I noticed the clock was now showing eleven o'clock and I started to get concerned and sent Helen a text. It took her thirty minutes before she replied, 'running late don't wait up. I'll wake you when I get back.' I panicked and didn't know what to do as I watched the clock and waited for them to get back. At two o'clock I heard the door open and some voices and went opened the bedroom door just enough to hear their conversation. They stopped talking and then I didn't hear anything at all. Were they still there? Then I heard the talk again, "That was nice. OK, thank you again. Goodnight, Harley." Were they kissing? Did she just kiss him in our house with me upstairs? My heart was racing and I could not wait any longer and opened the door as soon as the front door closed. "What happened? Where were you?" I demanded as I stood there in her coral- colored nightgown, sheer pantyhose, and matching coral pink lips." She laughed when she saw how strange that was and said, "Oh baby, you look so sweet in that nightgown and it fits you so well. I'm so happy you can fit into my things and is that lipstick you're wearing. You are so special," she said as she walked past me into the bedroom. I could tell by the way she was talking and walking that she had been drinking all night and still fairly intoxicated. Her hair was a mess and her clothes were disheveled. It was obvious that she had more than just dinner with him and now I didn't know what to do or say. I followed her and watched her undress as she made her way to the bed and motioned for me to follow her. I was still angry but also very horny and didn't object when she pushed me down onto the bed and watched her aggressively push my head down and straddle my face. Her juices immediately started flowing freely as I stuck my tongue into her wet pussy. She rocked and rode my face until she exploded in a fantastic orgasm and sat there as I continued to lap up all of her cum. After a long time of this, she collapsed next to me and passed out. I lay there frustrated and still very hard until I fell asleep with her in my arms. I awoke to find Helen rubbing my cock, "Good morning sleepyhead," she said lovingly. I opened my eyes to see her sitting up next to me, still naked from last night. "You look so cute like this and you even slept in your pantyhose and bra, very sexy. I like you like this," she said as she kept rubbing my cock through the layers of nylon. I closed my eyes and wanted just wanted to come so bad as she continued to tease and stroke me. She was enjoying the control she had and lifted my nightgown and pulled my pantyhose down until my hard-on popped out of the tight nylon material. She was now lightly touching and stroking it and made me beg her to make me come. Helen had never had this power over me before and she was apparently enjoying this new-found control. "Does hubby want to come?" "Yes, please baby. Stop teasing me." "I'll let you come if you promise to wear my panties for the rest of the day. Will you do that for me?" "Yes!" "Tell me, do you like wearing panties and pantyhose and nightgowns?" I was ready to come and just yelled out, "Yes!" "Good, because I love how you act when you're wearing them and I want you like this more often. Now, are you ready to come to me, baby? I want you to come in my mouth,'" she said as she bent down and took me into her sexy mouth. I only lasted a second as I came and came and yelled in relief as she just sucked and pumped me into her mouth. She didn't let go as I squirmed and released my entire load into her mouth as she swallowed every drop and kept it in her mouth until I was soft. She sat up and smiled and then leaned down and gave me a long sexy kiss. I could taste my own come but I didn't care as I was completely relieved and satisfied. We cleaned up and shared a pot of coffee at the kitchen table as we both tried to comprehend the last twenty-four hours. The anticipation was overwhelming and I could not wait any longer. "Helen, what happened last night? Why were you out so late with him?" "I know, I felt so bad when I saw how late it got but we were having so much fun, I lost track of the time," she said softly. "Fun? I thought he was a jerk and you were going to tell him off and come home," I asked reminding her of our plan. "I thought so too but he was so polite and kind when he picked me up last night. I tried to tell him and he listened and agreed with everything I said." "Then why did you stay out with him?" I asked her, still perplexed. "Well, we were at dinner when I told him we couldn't see each other anymore and that I was happily married and he suggested we just finish dinner and try to have fun. Since we just got our meal and there was no harm in eating I agreed. He ordered some wine and since he understood how things were, I just relaxed and tried to enjoy dinner. He wasn't at all what I expected and not a jerk at all, in fact, he was very funny and had me laughing until I cried. I also learned that he was a Division One Football MVP in college and was on the way to the pros until he blew out his knee. Instead of football, he used his education and became a successful attorney with his very own successful law firm downtown." She talked about him in a way that made me more apprehensive. "So, what happened after dinner?" "Funny thing, while we were leaving I ran into your friend from work, Reggie and his wife Kathy, and they insisted we have a drink with them at the bar. Reggie recognized him since he's a big college football fan and they really got along well, in fact, they exchanged numbers and talked about playing some tennis at his club. Kathy wanted to take him home, she kept blushing every time I caught her acting like a schoolgirl." I felt my stomach get tight. "They saw you and him alone, what did you tell them?" "I told them that he was an old friend of ours from college and you couldn't make it to dinner because you got tied up with work and bailed on us at the last minute. We had a few more drinks at the bar until their table was ready and left us at the bar. I was having so much fun that I guess I had a little too much to drink and lost track of time." I kept pressing her, "That doesn't explain why you got home after 2 in the morning. Tell me what happened, we don't keep things from each other, do we?" She signed, "No, you're right we don't and I don't know what to say except I found myself liking him and having a good time so when he kissed me, I didn't resist. We were in his car just when I got your text and he had just got done giving me that kiss. I couldn't help myself and I didn't stop him. He drove me back to his place which was nearby and we continued to kiss and well I must have had a little too much to drink because we ended up in his bed and we fucked. We didn't make love so I knew you would understand, but it was raw sex and he did things to me I've never experienced before." I sat that there completely shocked and hurt. There was nothing I could say and only wanted to take everything back but it was too late for that. She didn't let the silence bother her and continued, "We might have a small problem because he wants to see me again. I told him I can't because we're married but he was adamant and wants to take me out next week. I told him I have a husband and I can't do it. He made me admit that I liked being with him and love the sex with him. Then he asked me about you and the way you were dressed and I told him I liked dressing you up like that, I told him it was all my idea but he pointed out that I went along with her seeing him, so there must be more to it. He reminded me that you already gave him permission to see me again so I should not object. He wants to talk to you about it and is going to call you." "No, you can't see him again and you need to make it clear to him! You gave him my number?" "He was persuasive, so yes I gave him your number and he made me tell him where you work as well. I think he's going to come by and talk to you about it. I didn't mean for this to get out of hand, honey. It just happened. I thought I would just tell him to fuck off and that would be it. I never expected to enjoy the night and let things get carried away. It was just sex with him and we both know that sex is only physical, there was no love connection, so there is nothing to be concerned about baby." I made her give me all the details and she told me how he took control, ripped her clothes off and would not take no for an answer. "He was so strong and I felt so small in his arms as he easily lifted me and carried me to his bed. He took off his pants and had the largest cock I've ever seen, it must have been at least ten inches long and very thick. I could barely get it in my mouth but he didn't waste time and pushed me down on the bed and put that huge cock inside me." "No condom?" "There wasn't any time, and yes he came in me several times." "I licked your pussy when you got home last night." "Yeah, and I'm sure that you swallowed some of his cum. I'm still leaking from him this morning." I was mortified. Not only did my wife fuck another guy but she brought his come home with her and sat on my face and watched as I licked and swallowed all of their juices. I didn't know how to act or respond and sat there in disbelief. "When I say you in that nightgown wearing my lipstick, I got horny all over again. It's like I have the best of both worlds. I want to dress you up again today, will you let me? It will be fun and we can screw all afternoon." Since I didn't want to create a scene and let her know that I was mad about her evening I agreed to get dressed up with her. The truth about it was that I actually liked wearing those things and secretly I was excited about the thought of wearing them with Helen. Wearing the bra and pantie set along with the pantyhose brought back memories from my youth when I used to sneak into my sisters' room and wear her things when I was alone and nobody ever knew. Being able to do this with Helen was a definite turn on but I couldn't admit that or risk completely sacrificing my manhood and any control I had left in our marriage. Thinking about all of the events that have taken place over the last week and I only had myself to blame and I knew it the moment I told him at the bar that it was OK for him to see Helen. I can't blame Helen for liking him and enjoying sex with him as I almost encouraged her to do so and didn't object along the way. That afternoon after Helen had me shower and shave my legs again to make sure they were nice and smooth, she had and put on some lotion while she put out some things for me to wear. When I came out of the bathroom, Helen was sitting on the love seat smiling while pointing to the bed. There was a complete set of new lingerie waiting for me to wear. There was a pink thong and a matching lace bra along with a pair of silicone breast pads that slid into a hidden compartment on the bra. She had me then open the new package of pantyhose and slide them up my smooth legs. She enjoyed watching me get dressed and enjoyed how hard I got after putting these things on. "It looks like we found something your little friend seems to enjoy. Don't stop now, that's for you as well," she said pointing to an outfit that was hanging on the back of the bedroom door. It was one of her pink tops and a black leather miniskirt which was somehow elastic and fit nicely around my waist. She was pleased with how well the outfit looked and fit perfectly to my body. She then pointed to a shoebox that contained a pair of four-inch pink heels in my size. "Did you buy these?" I asked. "Yes, I knew you would not fit into mine and of course you need your own heels. Now go over and sit at the makeup table and let me get to work on you." Helen took out all of her brushes and sponges and spent the next thirty minutes turning my face into an image of a stunning girl. She applied everything from false eyelashes to lip gloss and everything in between. The makeup made my eyes look much more open and my lips were plump and very kissable. I was shocked at the image and enjoying the transformation. As I admired her work she had gone to the closet and came back with shoulder-length blonde wig that she pinned thoroughly to my head. When she was done she took me over the full-length mirror and stood next to me as I took in the image of a young pretty girl that could easily pass as her older sister. Being about the same size as Helen certainly helped and with her makeup skills I looked very feminine and passable. She was smiling and said, "You know, if you can look this good without even trying, imagine how nice you could look if you tried. I mean, if you lost five pounds, grew out your hair a little, and worked on your movements and mannerisms, you would never be mistaken for a guy. I really like you like this and you're making me wet again baby. Do you like how you look?" she asked as I admired myself in the mirror. "Well, yeah I do. I don't know why but for some reason it feels right and like something I should have done before, and the best part is I can share it with you. Does it make you uncomfortable to see me like this?" I asked. "Not at all, seeing you like this is sexy and the way you act when you're dressed like this is even better. You take on an entirely new personality and you are much more submissive and easy going as opposed to your controlling guy attitude. I like you this way, and I want to do this more often, if you'll let me." I quickly answered, "I'd love that too." Sex was better than ever and we enjoyed each other for the entire weekend. The next week was quiet and we lived our normal lives without any adventures and on the weekend we stayed home and just watched movies. Everything seemed to be getting back to normal. The following week things changed on Wednesday when I was getting ready to go to lunch with my friend from work, Reggie. I was putting some papers away when Reggie came to the office and asked, "You ready to go to lunch, buddy? And look who's going to join us." I turned around and saw Reggie and then a tall figure walking into my office. I froze when I realized it was Harley and sat there confused. "Harley and I talked this morning about a tennis match and when I told him I was having lunch with you he asked if he could join us." Harley must have known that I would have to react like I knew him and that we were old friends after he took Helen to dinner without me. After a moment of panic, I said, "Oh great, good to see you again Harley." "Good to see you too, Wilson. How's that sexy wife of yours? You need to keep an eye on her or I might just steal her away from you," he announced as he and Reggie chuckled. "That's funny, she's great and had a nice time at dinner with you. Thanks again for that and I feel terrible that I couldn't be there." "No worries buddy, I took good care of her for you," he said as Reggie looked on. I put on a good act and we had a good lunch until Reggie went to the bathroom and I was alone with Harley. He changed instantly and looked at me with a stone-cold face. "Helen told me I can't see her anymore. Did you tell her we couldn't see each other anymore?" "Yes, she's my wife Harley." "Man, she wasn't your wife that night. In fact, she was a hot little whore in bed and told me she wanted me over and over again. You need to tell her it's OK to go out with me again." "Sorry man, that ain't happening. Get over it," I said trying to act tough. "Really, well check your phone in an hour and let me know if you change your mind," he said as I looked on confused. Reggie came back and Harley grabbed the bill and they talked about their tennis match the following day. "Looks like Reggie and I will be playing a lot more tennis. I'm glad we met up and I look forward to tomorrow." Reggie and I drove back to the office together as Harley got into his car and drove away. "What a great guy, you never mentioned him before." "Well I don't talk about all my friends," I said trying to stop the conversation. "Dude, that's not just some guy. That's Harley Jackson, national champion and would have been a top draft pick to the NFL if he wasn't injured. Anyway, I'm glad I got to meet him and I can tell my friends I'm playing tennis with Harley Jackson. Very cool." My stomach was turning as I couldn't believe he showed up at work and was not hanging out with my friends from work and demanding I let him see Helen again. This is not what I would call a good thing, at all. An hour later I received several texts from Harley. There were five photos of Helen sucking his huge cock and then there was the video. It was Helen and she was licking his cock and looking up at the camera telling Harley how much she loved his cock and how much bigger it was than her husbands. Anger and fear crept all over me until the phone rang and yes, it was Harley. "Hello Wilson, you have to admit that Helen is very photogenic and didn't you just love that video? Now listen closely and pay attention. You are going to go home tonight and tell Helen that you've changed your mind and that you think it's a good idea for her to see me again. Tell her you don't want to be selfish and you had a change of heart. I'll call her later tonight and ask her to come out with me Friday night and she better accept, so be convincing. For some reason, if she doesn't agree to see me, for whatever reason, I will send these photos and video to Reggie and your co-workers and they will all know how Helen likes to fuck other guys and I'll be sure to mention how you like to dress up like a girl while she is getting serviced by other men. So I suggest you become very persuasive and make sure she does accept when I call her tonight. You are not to mention that I sent you these photos, which means you cannot tell her you're being forced to give her to me. I want her to think that telling her to me was your idea and something that you want for her. If I find out you told her that I'm forcing you then I will share everything with your co-workers and upper management. Do you understand?" I was quiet and speechless. "Wilson, I want you to say you understand and that you will encourage Helen to go out with me before I call her tonight. Say it!" "Ok, OK, I'll tell her." "Repeat what I told you, Wilson." "I'll make sure she goes out with you, OK? I won't tell her you're making me do this. I understand." "Good, that's better. Talk to you soon, champ." Then he was gone. It seemed like things were spiraling out of control now. If he sent out those photos I would be ruined, especially if he told everyone that I was dressing as a female and agreed to them going out together. I was stuck, and I knew I couldn't even tell Helen about the photos and the video. I wonder if she even knew he took the photos, considering how much she had been drinking. Helen brought dinner home and we sat and ate together. The entire time my stomach was in knots, knowing what I had to do before he called. I didn't know when he was going to call so I just blurted it out. "You know Helen, I've been thinking about our conversation last week when I told you I didn't want you going out with Harley anymore. I think I was being selfish seeing as how much you enjoyed it. I think it would have been OK if I hadn't been such a selfish jerk. I'm sorry I stopped you and I wish I had let you go." She looked at me in shock. "Honey that's so sweet but you know I had too much to drink and well, I might have let things get carried away the last time I was with him. I think telling me not to see him again was the right thing to do, and it's for the best. Besides, we probably will never hear from him again." I struggled with the next part, "Well, I'm not too sure about that. You see, he came by today and took Reggie and me to lunch and now Reggie and Harley are playing tennis together. Somehow he has worked his way into our lives." 'Oh my god. You had lunch with him? How were you able to handle being with the man that fucked your wife? That must have been so humiliating for you baby." "It was arduous, but I got through it and I realized that he is a nice guy and we had a good lunch together which is why I feel bad for not letting you go out with him again," I said trying to make it seem logical. "You want to see him again? You're giving me permission to be with Harley?" she asked, surprised. "He probably has moved on and won't call again but if he did, yes I want you to. I saw how happy and satisfied you were that night and I loved our sex after you got home," I said as calmly as I could. "Baby, I made you lick me and suck his cum from my pussy. That's all OK with you now?" She asked wide-eyed. "Yes, I love you and I know it was just sex with him and besides, our sex that night was unbelievable, the best ever," I said trying to sound convincing. "Wow, you truly are an understanding husband and very kinky, I love that. I'll keep that in mind and go out with him again if we ever hear from him again but only under one condition." My heart was breaking as I sat there thinking about the words I just said. I told my sexy, beautiful wife that I wanted her to go out with this macho jerk, to save her and myself from embarrassment with our friends and business associates. "What condition?" I asked. "That you start wearing my panties and stockings under your clothes to work." That didn't seem terrible and if that was going to be all it took to get her to see Harley again, I agreed. "Wait, that's not all. If you're serious about this and you want me to go on another date with Harley again, I want you to dress up as my girlfriend every weekend after our Friday night out. I mean all the way, and I want you to be my girlfriend the entire time. That means no macho bull shit, just my sweet girlfriend all weekend. I love being with that girl, she is so sweet and docile. Agree to that and I'll agree to go out with him if he asks." Just then her phone rang and I thought it might be him and before she could answer I blurted out, "Ok, it's a deal!" She looked at me oddly for that outburst and answered the phone. It was Harley! I saw her eyes open wide and smiled at me when she said in a sexy voice, "Oh Hello, Harley! We were just talking about you. Yes, Wilson and I were discussing our last date and how much we both enjoyed it. Oh my god, it was amazing. Yes, I know Wilson didn't want me to see you anymore, I think he was a little jealous but he's come around and things maybe I should go out with you again. Really? This weekend? Let me ask him and see if what he says." She smiled and turned to me with the phone still up to her ear and said, "Honey, Harley wants me to pick me up Friday night for dinner and drinks and then have me spend the weekend at his place on the beach. Would you be OK with that?" I could tell she thought I was going to object and gave me a challenging look. Deep inside she thought I would never allow her to spend the weekend with another man, especially one as good-looking and macho as Harley. I had no choice but to look at her and gave her my blessing. "That would be wonderful, Helen. Yes, that sounds like you would have fun," I said enthusiastically. "So, you're saying it's OK for me to spend the weekend with Harley? Do I have that right?" She asked with a great deal of doubt. "Yes, I'm fine with the two of you spending the weekend together. Besides, I have lots to do around here this weekend so it would be good timing." "Well, if you sure it's OK and I'll go but only if you do what I asked you do earlier. Dress up for me," She said that while the phone was next to her mouth and I knew Harley heard that and I answered before she asked again. "Whatever you want, baby. Yes," I said quickly. I listened to her part of the conversation. "Harley? Yes. Wilson is OK with this so I guess I'm yours for the weekend. What's that? Oh, you remember I told you that Wilson likes to wear my panties and things when I'm not around so this weekend I'm making him spend the entire weekend all dressed up as my girlfriend while I'm with you. Yes, he does make a pretty girl. Ok, here he is," she said handing me the phone. "He wants to talk to you." She watched me take the phone. "Hello," I said feeling completely humiliated and without any control of my life at this moment. "Yes, I did say it was OK, I told her it would be OK to see you again. Why did I change my mind? Because I saw how happy she was after her last date with you and when we were together today I realized you were a nice guy and I want Helen to be happy. "Yes, she told me and if she wants that, then I want her to be happy. OK I understand," and then handed the phone back. Helen took the phone with a wide smile, "Hello? That will be fun, see you at 6 o'clock on Friday," Helen said and clicked off the phone. And just like that I lost control of my wife to another man and was desperate to know where it would lead and if I could somehow stop this runaway train. "In a big way, I'm doing this for you so I'll expect you to do what you promised for me this weekend. I'll be gone Friday night and I'll leave out some outfits I'll want you to wear this weekend. I expect you to be in these clothes the entire time and still dressed when I get home Sunday night. I want my girlfriend to be ready to eat my pussy and whatever is in it. Is that clear? And I'll expect photos of you in your outfits all weekend." "Yes dear," I answered. "This might be more fun than I imagined. I'm going to have a new girlfriend and a hunk of a boyfriend at the same time." Friday Night Once again, Helen had gone to the salon and looked better than ever. She wore a very short black silk dress that was very short. She didn't wear a bra with the dress and her nipples were clearly on display along with her ample cleavage. She looked sexy and very tempting. "Wow, you look very sexy. I'm sure Harley will appreciate how good you look," I said not believing I was watching and helping my wife dress for a date. "Oh, I'm glad you like the dress can you zip me up, please? I thought the outfit was a little too much but I figured why not, I have nothing to hide and we all know where this dress we will end up tonight anyway. I was worried that you would be upset about all of this but I can see you really are OK with me going on this date with Harley. You're such a good husband and I appreciate you letting me out to have some fun. Now, come over here and let me show you what I want you to wear this weekend. Tonight I want you in this lingerie set with the garter and stockings. If you need help on how to wear them, look it up on You Tube. Wear this nightgown and just relax. Tomorrow morning you are to wear this outfit and lingerie while you clean up the house. Since you will have lots of free time I want you to change the sheets and do the laundry. Tomorrow evening you can pick out any of my nightgowns to wear to bed. On Sunday I have two outfits for you to wear. This one for daytime and this outfit for the evening and for when I return. There's lingerie next to each outfit and you can wear your new heels. We will have to get you some more shoes when I get back. I also would like you to work on applying makeup. You have all day Saturday and Sunday to watch videos and learn how to apply makeup and practice. I have drawers full of everything you will need, so I'll expect you to look very pretty for me when I return on Sunday, and you better not come while I'm away. I want you to save yourself for me, do you understand?" she said in a more demanding tone than I was used to. "Yes, I understand," I answered with a nod of my head. "Good, and I want you to send me pictures of you in each outfit so I can see how they look on you and that will make me very horny and anxious to get you in bed when I get home." That's when our doorbell rang. She smiled at me and said, "Don't just stand there, go down and let him in and remember to be nice." I opened the door and there stood Harley, all 6 feet 8 inches of muscle in a well-fitted sports coat, looking very fashionable. "Come on in, Harley. Helen will be right down," I said trying to act like this was all normal. "Thanks, Wilson. It was very sporting of you to allow me to take your wife away for the weekend but don't worry, she's in good hands and I'll take good care of her for you," he said with a knowing smile. Helen appeared before I could say anything else and Harley's jaw dropped when he said how sexy Helen was dressed. He walked past me and gave her a hard kiss as she put her hands around his neck and accepted the long kiss hello. Things moved very quickly and before I knew what happened, I would be left all by myself wondering what my wife and Harley were doing. "That was a nice hello, Harley," she said smiling in a sexy voice as she glanced over at me. "Helen, you look amazing and very sexy. Are you ready to go?" Harley said. "Almost. Wilson, be a dear and bring my suitcase in the bedroom out to Harley's car for me please." The level of humiliation I felt at that moment, was more then I could handle and rather than cause a scene I just went to the bedroom and brought her suitcase to his Mercedes-AMG which I recognized as a $145,000 luxury sports car. This guy seemed to have it all and I felt more inferior with each passing event. As I walked to his car with my wife's luggage, I saw the trunk pop open as he and Helen stood nearby and watched as I placed the bag inside and then helped Helen into the car. I prayed that none of the neighbors saw any of this as it would be impossible to explain but as my bad luck continued, our neighbor across the street was out with her dog watching the scene unfold. I can only imagine what she thought and would tell the neighbors about how Helen was dressed and going off with some large handsome rich guy as I helped with her luggage. I was mortified, horrified, and completely humiliated as Harley jumped in the car and pulled out before I had a chance to say goodbye to my beautiful wife. As they pulled away I saw her wave to me and I saw her lips say, 'I love you.' As they were leaving I could feel my heart breaking into a thousand pieces and felt tears starting to roll down my face as I ran back into the house to avoid a conversation with our nosy neighbor, Emily Next chapter in the works...