Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

... one who opened the door.

The man in the French maid outfit stood out of the way as we entered the house, head down and demure, with full makeup, bright red lips, and a very cute up-do that I initially thought was a wig. He wore thigh high stockings and black patent heels, and I could see the garter straps under the bottom of a very short black satin ruffled skirt. There were breastforms in his corset top giving him a very feminine shape that made me regret my current flat chest. I could tell that his cock was free, not in chastity, as the front of his skirt was tented up just a little. I don't know why I was surprised to see someone else here that was feminized, but it caught me off guard and I couldn't help but stare just a little longer might have been appropriate. I even felt momentarily jealous of the outfit until I remembered that I was teetering on my own heels and covered head to toe in pink and latex.

We moved into the house and the maid closed the door behind us. I looked around and was excited by the environment I found myself in.

'G', said one of the other women. "You are the last guest to arrive, so we will gather shortly and make introductions. In the meantime, please lead your ladyfriend to your assigned bedroom. 'C' will guide you. Take a moment to dress appropriately, refresh yourself after your drive, and share any information you might want to with your pink toy, and then we'll meet everyone in 15 minutes in the living room."

'C' came out of ...

... the hallway and I was taken aback as I recognized her as my previous employee's wife, and we had an affair a few years prior. I was still wearing a ball gag, which was good as I couldn't say anything inappropriate. 'C' took our suitcase and rolled it down the nearest hallway to a bedroom, and then gave my wife a very tender, and long, kiss before leaving us along to get 'ready'. Gwyneth put the suitcase on a table and opened it up, leaving me standing with my hands bound and looking confused and stunned, and at that point simply waiting for any information 'G' might be willing to share with me.

Gwyneth started getting dressed before she said a word. She pulled out her black latex shorts and top, and the high heeled black boots from the case and laid them on the bed. I recognized everything she was laying out for herself, including the riding crop. I started tingling at the sight of the crop, as the last time we had used it she had reddened my ass, and the backs of my legs, and kept me in torment for an hour before she had let me have any release. With the plug deep inside me still stretching my ass, I was on constant edge imagining and waiting for her to make any move.

As she started to dress, she also started to talk. "Today you will meet several other couples that are somewhat like us. They are all in female dominated relationships, and the males of the couples are all crossdressers to some extent and enjoy being submissive to their wives. All of the couples have their ...