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Anything to be a housewife
She heard to front door close, Dave was home.
"Hi babe, how have you been?" he said.
"Good thanks honey how was work?" she replied.
"Hard day, still trying to catch up from last week, I'm tired and ready
for a rest," said Dave.
"You sit down and relax, I'll bring you a beer," she said, smiling to
herself.
This was what she had dreamed of since she was a little boy. Sitting at
her mother's feet, touching her silky stockings, wanting to be just like
her.
His mother was "good housewife," she kept the home clean, warm and safe.
He had grown up admiring her.
Kenny's father had left the family when he was three. She had no male
role model, only kind, pretty females.
She had learned early that is was "dirty" to look up ladies skirts, if
you was a boy that is.
She was fascinated by the frothy, frilly and silky things he saw. He had
touched his mother's smooth frilly underwear in her top draw. It felt so
nice to touch, so how good must if feel to wear?
She did it one day when she was in the garden and he was meant to be
playing in his room.
She went to her mother's drawer and took a pair of black nylon knickers,
they had three rows of frilly lace at the back, (every tv/cd remembers
her 1st pair!)
They were too big, but felt wonderful. How good must it be wear clothes
like this all day?
She had asked his mother to buy him nice frilly underwear like his
sister. She told him not to be silly, little boys don't wear girl's
clothes. It was very bad and wrong if they did.
So she learned to hide her "bad" side and sneak into his sisters and her
mother's underwear draws every chance she got.
When she left home and lived alone, this gave her the space and privacy
to dress as she liked.
She accumulated a large collection of frilly underclothes. She preferred
French knickers, silk was her favourite material. She loved to keep her
suspenders tight on her stockings. As she walked about the tugging of the
Elastic moved her silky knickers across her small, erect clit.
Her choice of fashion was mainly 50's or 60's housewife. She had girdles,
petticoats and house dresses.
One day while she was searching for retro underwear online, she
discovered a contact site where people like her posted pictures of
themselves. After she created an account under the name of Kirstywife,
she posted some pictures of herself fully dressed and in her sexiest
undies. She felt so naughty.
Never having had a girlfriend, she assumed she may be gay, but she
thought gay men did not like women. As she spent every minute she wasn't
working dressed as a woman, she thought no gay man would want her.
When she arrived home from work she checked the site. She had over
seventy messages! Mostly from men who wanted her to do very naughty
things to, and for them.
She wanted to be treated as a woman, She wanted to be cared for and
admired. Most of the messages were from men who just wanted sex.
She had a few awkward meetings with several men. She never really enjoyed
them, but they taught her what men liked.
Dave Rogers contacted him asking if he was genuine. He said he could see
what a beautiful sexy woman she was. He said he wanted to meet her just
to chat. He said he would love to cook for her and would not expect
anything more.
This was just what she wanted, just to be with a man as a woman.
Dave opened the door; he was a 40 year old well built builder, a little
overweight, just like her. Kirsty told Dave she always longed to be a
housewife.
Dave smiled, and told her she would make a lovely wife and he would be
honoured to have her live out her fantasy with him. They had parted with
a light kiss.
She travelled to his house early the next morning.
He told her she could change upstairs. After 45 minutes she nervously
came downstairs.
She wore a dark blue flower pattern "June Cleaver" dress. The dress was
held out with a wide net petticoat. She wore white three inch heels on
her feet. Under her dress she had on a long legged panty corselette, with
flesh coloured seemed stockings.
Dave smiled, and told her he would be glad to see such a lovely woman
welcome him when he got home.
After Dave left she gave his kitchen and living room a thorough going
over. It certainly needed it. He house needed a woman's touch she
thought.
She was in heaven; she was a housewife cleaning "her" home, waiting for
her man to come home. Her "clit" was hard all day; this was all she
wanted out of life. This was what her life was meant to be!
She got dinner started and went up to change into something sexier for
when her man arrived home.
When Dave arrived, she greeted him with a kiss. She told Dave to sit
down. Soon she walked into the living room and gave Dave a beer and a
coaster.
"Thanks babe, I love what you've done with the place, perhaps I should
keep you here permanently," he said.
She almost came in her knickers, hearing that.
"I would love that, I would do anything to make that happen," she said.
"Anything eh?" he replied.
She stepped back and unbuttoned her skirt, and let it drop. He drew in
his breath. She was wearing silky black knickers with lace trim on the
legs, a black suspender belt, soft bra and fishnet stockings. She kicked
off her heels.
He could see the slight bulge of her "clit" in her panties. He felt
himself harden. This was his "ideal" woman. This was what he loved,
femininity.
He had always craved soft, pretty feminine women. They were hard to find
in the 2020's. Kirsty seem to revel in her femininity. He wanted a woman
who loved being soft and pretty. Someone who needed to be dominated and
wanted to be taken care of.
The fact that she had an "extra bit" did not bother him. He had had a few
flings with other men in his teens.
He wanted her! She went to her knees and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled
down his boxers. His cock sprang out rock hard. She kissed the tip, then
slowly stroked the length of his shaft, he groaned, she knew he was putty
in her manicured hands.
She lowered her head and took the whole of his glans into her mouth. She
used her tongue on its underside. He thrust it further into her mouth and
groaned. He stood and removed his jeans and boxers.
"You would do anything then?" he said
She nodded. He took her hand and led her upstairs to his bedroom. He sat
on the edge and she knelt and resumed giving him a blow job.
Lost now in the moment, being what she'd always dreamed of, a wife
looking after her husband. Looking into his eyes, she could tell he was
getting close to coming.
He pushed her away saying, "Not yet."
He lifted her onto the bed, her eyes wide, she knew what was coming next,
and wanted it.
He went to his bedside cabinet and took out a tube of lubricant.
Gently, he pushed her onto her back and lifted her stocking clad legs
over his shoulders.
The ultimate position of female submission. He was about to take her,
make her his!
With his hands free he pulled down the back of her silky knickers and
probed her hole. She gasped and squirmed, he took a generous amount of
lube and worked it into her. She relaxed revelling in his control, this
felt so right. He applied more lube to the tip of his cock while she
waited expectantly.
He pushed her legs further back higher and wider, looked her straight in
her eyes and said
"You did say Anything?"
She looked at him with lust filled eyes and said, "YES, YES!"
He slowly thrust into her, she thought briefly that he was not wearing a
condom, but was too filled with lust and need to stop him. A man should
take his wife bare.
Inch, by inch she felt him fill her. Inch, by inch she was becoming the
woman she wanted to be.
He was all the way in she felt his balls on her buttocks. She felt full
and whole.
This was what a wife felt when she was taken by her husband. He was still
for a moment letting her get used to him, and then slowly started to fuck
her.
After the slight burning sensation went, she only felt pleasure. She
pushed herself forward to meet his thrusts, wanting more of him in her.
Her heart was pounding she had never felt like this before.
He kept up a steady rhythm, she was close now. He slid his hand down the
front of her knickers, and grasped her 4 inch clit.
"Oh god!" she cried.
He started to gently stroke her in time with his thrusts. She felt him
swelling in her, he was close, but so was she.
"How would you like to be Mrs Rodgers then?"
"YES, YES, and YES!!" she screamed.
She came as she had never climaxed before.
Clenching her hole as she climaxed, driving Dave over the edge, so he
filled her with his seed. Marking her as his.
She lay in a daze, she knew, this is who she was meant to be. She gazed
up at him with love and said, "Yes, ANYTHING for my husband."
"Well then welcome to your new home Mrs Rogers."
She almost came again hearing this.
Her dream was coming true!
Dave smiled, he now had he ideal partner, someone who loved to wear all
the sexy clothes his ex-wife would never wear. Someone that wanted to
have sex with him, who loved being submissive to him. So she had a little
extra? He could live with that!
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