1. The shame of being caught


    Date: 8/27/2017, Categories: Fetish, First Time Shemales, Author: LaceTops4U 

    ... go, I was busy cooking down some onions and garlic when my text went off, &#034Home for 8, supper had better be ready and so will you&#034 Open Next, Anne Summers and Office bags, dress for supper&#034 I decided that supper should be ready so I quickly finished my prep, seared the meat and let it all simmer gently. I would cook the pasta that I knew she liked at the last moment. I decide to shower, as I was showering my mobile rang and my wife had left a message &#034Do not shave&#034 I was disappointed but complied. After drying myself I opened the Anne Summers bag, there was an enhancing black basque, with traditional seamed stockings in black, matching silver trimmed boy shorts and a silver box with a post it attached saying &#034wear me.&#034 I opened it to find a large butt plug and a small tube of anal lube. Opening the Office bag revealed a pair of 5 inch black patent stiletto shoes in size 9. I instantly knew they would be a perfect fit. The last bag contained a grey pencil stretchy skirt and a white shimmer chiffon blouse with a matching patent wide leather belt. I did as I was told and dressed in every item. Firstly I pulled on the basque, the label revealed it was a 38B, as I wriggled into it I realised it was a perfect fir, I filled the cups and it created a full bust, i bounced like a girl with a real cleavage. I Pulled on the seemed black stockings and with trembling fingers attached the suspender belt. The shoes easily slipped on, when I stood up my legs were ...
    ... transformed into pillars of beauty. I eased the skirt over my hips and it was obvious I was wearing stockings and a suspender belt, the outline was plain to see. The blouse was a size 16 and fitted perfectly, the right amount of see through but just enough balance of sexy and demure. Lastly the butt plug was a struggle to fit. At 730pm I tottered down stairs and awaited the return of my wife. I laid the table lit candles and nervously awaited her return. At 5 to 8 the taxi pulled up and my wife was walked to the door by the taxi driver, sheltering under his umbrella. I opened the door and he was once again laden with bags. I took them and he disappeared. I took my wife's coat and she offered her cheek for me to kiss. &#034supper time...... oh Simone, I shall call you Simone from now on, and you shall call me madam&#034 Oh &#034yes madam&#034 I stammered. We ate in silence and when my wife had finished she just got up from the table and said, &#034I will be in the drawing room bring me a cup a tea Simone&#034. I did and then returned to the washing up. The sound of my heels on the tiled floors was making me so horny, I was hoping for sex. I went into the lounge and my wife called me over &#034Simone come here and lift your skirt&#034 I did as I was told, my erection was now straining in the skimpy boy shorts, turn around and take your panties down. I did as I was told exposing my firmly routed butt plug. Very good, she said, grand make up the guest room you will be sl**ping ...
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