What could be wrong, i wondered, this wasn’t like Her, we got along well, hadn’t had any arguments, did i left the toilet seat down again?
So five o’clock rolled around i left work stopped and had a couple beers with the guys and headed home. Driving home i racked my brain thinking and not knowing what the problem could be, but i was confident that it was nothing big (maybe some money i had spent, that She wanted).
I walked in and didn’t see Her anywhere, calling out “Hey Babe i’m home, where are You”. Her voice rang out “in the kitchen come in here”. She was sitting at the table drinking a wine cooler still dressed in Her work clothes. She looked great; heels on, with Her favorite red skirt and silk blouse.
“Hi, what’s up, i got Your e-mail”.
“I need to talk to you, sit down,” She said and i did. “I been trying to ignore your little secrets, but I can’t anymore”.
“What secrets?” i asked calmly.
She looked sternly in my eyes “you know, so just confess everything, don’t make me 'drag' it out of you”.
“Honey, i don’t know what the hell You are talking about”.
“Oh you don’t”, She said loudly “then what is this”, and She lifted Her skirt to show Her black slip, which had a white stain on it. “How did this get there?” She demanded.
i played dumb as my heart started to race. “i don’t know, what is it”.
“It’s your dried penis juice asshole”, She replied, “you took it out of my dresser, wore it, got excited and left it a mess didn’t you”.
“Honey” i said, still playing dumb, “where did you come up with this crazy idea”. It must of gotten there during foreplay or something.
“Ok’ She said “no confessions from you?” “I’m not stupid, i have been noticing that someone has been in my drawers, various things moved, panties, slips, & pantyhose showing up in the laundry, that I didn’t wear”. “So I started to watch even more carefully”. “I have even written down everyday, what piece of My undergarments you have taken”. She handed me the list and She had tracked it for two months.
“I guess you can’t lie to me now” She said, “you like to dress like a Girl, using My clothes, don’t you?”
A heart attack right at this moment would have been so mercyful. Instead, i thought i better try to explain a little.
“Honey it’s not what You think, yes I have taken Your things, worn them and put them back”, figuring i had better start talking before this got worse. Was She going to leave me, tell our family and friends, was our great marriage going down in flames?
My heart was pounding closer to that attack now. “i just like to feel the silk against my body. Girls get to wear great feeling clothes and guys can’t, so i was trying to feel good, i’m sorry. i’m not gay or anything like that, i just like to feel sensuous, like you”. It seemed pretty honest and i thought it would ease Her wrath. "Nothing real serious, just messing around, that's all."
“I think it’s more than that” She glared, “I also found some other things you have been hiding:
"A wig, pumps, corset, stockings, they are all lying on the bed in case you think I’m making that one up too”.
“I think you like to look like a Girl from head to toe”.
“You have also been in My makeup and My jewelry ! I found lipstick on the phone, who are you talking to when you're all pretty? ... don’t answer, just listen”.
“You don’t know who you are, do you? Are you the man or the Lady of the house”? “You have no right to be in My things, nor the right to hide this behavior from Me”.
“This hurts and I don’t know what to do. Ask you to leave? Get divorced before I find out you have a boy friend too”?
"What am I going to do with you?"
“Lynn, i love You, i don’t have a boy friend, i only love and want You”.
“i’m so sorry, please don’t leave and talk like that, pleae try to understand me”. How could i explain this to Her? She knows that i’m very soft and sensuous with Her. She loves me that way. i just like feeling sexy and pretty.
“Lynn, i shouldn’t have hidden this from you, i know it was dishonest and wrong, but i worship you, i didn't want to hurt You. This is just part of how much i love you. You always look so sexy, we are soft and sensuous together. i get turned on and feel sexy wearing these things”.
"i can't help myself..."
“What do you have on now”? Lynn asked.
i know i was blushing and answered “stockings and panties”.
“My stockings and panties right”? Lynn asked.
“Yes”. Oh Oh, i realized it was the last straw for Her.
“you bastard!!! Go in the bedroom and take My things off, stay there naked till I come in”, She commanded.
i went to the bedroom, undressed and removed Her things. Sitting, now naked on the bed, i didn’t know what to expect. How would Lynn and i overcome this? i looked around at My things She had left lying on the bed, i knew that i had been carrying this obsession too far, but I couldn’t stop. Every time i got something new, it fueled my quest even more to be sexy like Lynn.
i wasn’t gay, didn’t want to be a woman, just wanted to feel, look, and act like one sometimes. Our relationship was great, my buddies complained about their wives all time, Lynn and I had no big problems and our sex life was great. Will Lynn understand i wondered? my little fantasy world was crashing hard inside my head. i had hurt the one i loved, i felt like crap.
After about 20 minutes Lynn came in the room and sat next to me. She looked composed...good. “honey”, She said, “I know what you mean by feeling sexy wearing Girls clothes”. This was very good i thought.
“But you have gone too far with this, its more than that”, She spoke calmly.
“I do love you”, She said, “so maybe we need to adjust our relationship”.
She kissed me gently, holding and caressing my hand. “you are a great and sensuous lover, not like most men who would never please a woman”.
“Maybe this is why you are so good, you tried to act like a Girl, to better understand how We Girls really do make relationships great”.
“So here is what we will do... I will help you understand fully how Girls dress, walk, talk, move and have sex”.
“In exchange, you will do all that I ask of you, without question, and I will keep your secret between us”.
“Is this acceptable with you”, Lynn asked?
i nodded yes.
Lynn smiled and kissed me again. i felt like there was hope now for our relationship, but also fear of what She said might really mean.
“Ok, we can start now, first you need a Girls name that I can call you, My best Girlfriend's name was Lori, and We were very close and you know that Lori and I had a short affair together in college, so lori it is” Lynn said.
“We will be Lynn and lori, Ok? Now, you must go get in the tub and soak so that I can teach you how to properly keep your body shaved and smooth”.
Lynn filled the tub, added some bath oils, and left me to soak with a glass of wine to sip.
