Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here'...And panties' adds Trudy, '...and hold-ups ...and a cute little bra? She fondles the lace on my dress.
'...YES! All of those!" I cry, standing up quickly. 'I'm a MAN! Not a WOMAN! And I don't want to pretend to be one girl!'
Trudy looks disappointed. 'But David, honey, what are you afraid of? She took my hand and pulls me back down to the couch.
'Are you afraid that you may start to enjoy being a pretty lady? Worried that all the ladies won't like you as a girl?'
She was close to the truth but I couldn't say that. 'No,' I scoff 'don't be stupid' her hand was now on my bare knee.
She laughs and insists that I behave like a young lady, teaching me things like smoothing my skirts under me when I sit, walking, curtseying, and she even made me speak in a high, girlish tone. Needless to say after a while I get accustomed to balancing in the heels and wearing the dress and with minutes to spare she suggests we both wear our large raincoats so no one could see what we're wearing underneath. Good idea I thought while I put HER knee-length coat on she disappears into the bedroom. She's gone for ages.
'What's keeping you,' I cry impatiently.
'Coming, Honey' she calls and when she did reappear she wore my raincoat fastened to the neck. It was almost impossible to see what she was wearing but I felt reassured when I saw my pinstriped trousers and black brogues on her feet. Of course there was no mistaking my legs wrapped in hold-ups adorned with a angle chain and squeezed into 4" heels. As we left the flat she picks up a small holdall which I assume had our change of clothes.
I tip-tap my way down the stairs knowing that I look very sexy. The thought kept my body racing at fever pitch. I was still sexually excited from our antics on the bed and just hoped that my cock would soon settle down. Relieved I wore her coat.
See Chapter 2 - Trick discovered
hell yes. I would have loved it , at least so far. Going out in public is a totally different matter, or at least it was when I was that young. I hope she knows what she is doing. It could end their relationship, along with his career.
I know what he means I love to wear a garter belt and stockings.I'm not gay I just like the feel of them.I love to go to x rated movies wearing them and take off my pants and parade aeround in my hose.The guys love it
want to talk phillip69home@yahoo.com
The idea of being dressed by your girlfriend is a real turn on. To go all the way down to the preparation shaving, etc would be wonderful. I can see the girlfriend getting jealous of Tom and wanting more than he can offer, more as a she. At 52 I still dream of this sort of thing happening. Silly old fool.