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All the Way (Part 1)
Date: 4/25/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: tvk3983
... love you, baby.” “I love you too, Kathy,” I answered and watched her swish out the door. After she was gone I hurried to do her bidding. I put on a pair of panties and then chose a pair of stockings that I'd worn a couple of times. There was no sense stretching another pair. The feel of the smooth material sliding up my legs was more than enough to get my cock hard again, add to that the garter belt I put on and I was rock solid. After setting the table I sat on the couch, waiting for her return, and thought about what she might be thinking about. I'm sure divorce had crossed her mind but she seemed to have calmed down a whole lot. I looked at my legs and wished she'd ordered me to shave them. I'd done it a couple of times while in high school and really loved the way it made me feel, having legs so smooth and silky and then topping that by putting on a pair of stockings. Even though I wasn't sure about how much time I had before Kathy returned, I had to take a look at myself in the mirror. What I saw gave me a hard on almost immediately. If my hair was styled in a feminine way and with the proper application of makeup, a bra and some boobs, I might make a decent looking woman. But that was something I needed to keep to myself because Kathy might leave me if she found out about that fetish. When she finally got home I was sitting on the couch with a very hard cock, just like she'd told me to be. Kathy walked into the house carrying two bags. She looked at me and smiled ...
... wickedly, “Very good. Be a good girl and go get the sacks out of the car for me.” I jumped up and dashed for the door before realizing I was only wearing panties and stockings, and had an erection to boot. I stopped and looked at her and realized she wanted me to go outside dressed like this just to humiliate me. “Go on, go get the bags. Now!” I'd never gone outside dressed like this, even when I was a teenager, but there's always a first time for everything. I was outside trying to get everything in one trip and it dawned on me that she'd referred to me as a girl earlier and my cock grew hard again. It wound up taking three trips to get everything into the house. Kathy had taken the opportunity to change clothes. She was sitting at the table in her robe, black stockings and four inch black heels. I immediately knew something was up because when she dressed like this she was extremely horny, and of course my cock sprang to attention. “Isn't that so cute. You're little clitty is getting hard,” she laughed. The size of my dick had been a standing joke with us for a while. I wasn't very large. In fact I was actually quite small in that department. But no matter what, unless I was drunk, I always got her off at least once before I put it inside her. I had a feeling that if we did anything tonight I'd better make sure she was extremely well satisfied. After eating the Italian she'd brought home, she told me to clean the table and then come to the bedroom. I was pretty sure we were going ...