Creating Ginger Ch. 07

Author's note: This is a story of a loving, married couple who wanted to expand their boundaries. It involves crossdressing, gender play and their foray into dominance and submission. If these are not topics you are interested in, then please move along. Hopefully you've read the previous chapters to understand the nuances of this storyline.

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The next month had become quite an adjustment for Michelle and ginger. Instead of parking in the garage of the home she owned, ginger parked next to the garage in a small carport. Michelle's relationship with Joe continued with seemingly constant text messages, one or two cam sessions a week, and the occasional visit. Although, not all of it was a negative adjustment for ginger, as Joe really enjoyed Michelle in sexy lingerie, Michelle wore it far more often just in case Joe called. The added benefit to that was ginger also ended up with more lingerie as well and would often spend evenings curled up on the couch with her wife wearing the sexiest and silkiest of items.

An additional side effect was the drastic increase in Michelle's libido. Even after having cam sex with Joe, which ginger always witnessed either in person or via camera, Michelle typically pulled ginger between her legs. The feeling of their stocking clad legs rubbing together while they had sex, or on ginger's back while she serviced Michelle with her tongue quickly became a favorite of ginger. Particularly when they both wore their expensive Wolford stockings. Just thinking about it caused a chill to run up ginger's spine. It was all she could do not to explode right away when Michelle's leg rubbed against her cock. The added humiliation of cuming too quickly only added to ginger not being a real man like Michelle's plaything.

The spare bedroom was also updated, light pink paint, frilly bedding and soft color sheets. The bedframe had a set of cuffs permanently attached, and the nightstand drawer had all Michelle's favorite toys for ginger. Some nights they just went in there for fun. The spare bedroom shared a bathroom with the upstairs office, so ginger wasn't left to her own devices if she needed to get up during the night. The one thing she had to do was remember not to flush if Joe were visiting, the sound of a toilet was rather obvious after all.

Arriving home from work ginger found her lingerie for the evening laid out in the downstairs bathroom for her as usual. Next to it were her golf clothing, and what she would wear underneath, for the following morning. Rolling her eyes, ginger put on the cream lace and ruffle bustier, thong, and her favorite Wolford stockings with a pair of 4 inch heels. Adding makeup and a wig, ginger joined Michelle as she prepared dinner in the kitchen. Michelle had on a pale pink corset, tiny g-string, white seamed stockings, which matched her long white gloves and a pair of 5 inch pink heels.

"Don't you look sexy?" Michelle smiled wide as ginger approached.

"Thank you Ms." ginger replied with a blush.

Even though ginger knew Michelle dressed her in extra frilly or overtly sexy lingerie whenever Joe called, she couldn't help but enjoy the attention she received when she wore it. Knowing full well that Joe would be coming over tonight, ginger had known she would be dressed in something extra sexy, but she also knew Michelle would as well. Just watching her make dinner in the corset, her breasts defying gravity as they were almost pushed out the top, got ginger excited. Soon her tiny cream lace thong could not contain her.

"Well we just can't have that!" Michelle teased looking at ginger's crotch.

"I'm sorry Ms.," stammered ginger, "I can keep it under control!"

"Can you?" Michelle said slowly rubbing and squeezing ginger's hard shaft with her silky glove. "Can you really sissy?" Moaning in response, ginger knew she couldn't. "Don't worry, you'll only be in the cage for the night."

Forcing herself to get her hardon under control, ginger's rebellious appendage was soon locked away. At least it made it easier for ginger to cross her legs when they sat to eat dinner. Michelle received a text just as they finished eating, ginger noticed her body shudder slightly as she smiled at the screen.

"Ninety minute warning baby girl." Michelle couldn't contain her excitement and smiled wide at the news.

The time was more than enough to allow ginger to clean up after dinner, then check the cameras and get her tablet ready in the spare room. A final trip to the bathroom to make sure her bladder was empty, ginger settled into the bedroom as the garage door opened. Instead of meeting him at the garage door, Michelle sat on the couch in the living room, legs crossed, arms extended along the back of the couch. She looked stunning. It was rather obvious that Joe felt the same as he made a bee line for the couch, kissing Michelle deeply while his hands roamed her body.

Rather than go to the store and get an odd look from the clerk, ginger had ordered even more high definition cameras online. She could see everything taking place from multiple angles in every room, the only room without cameras was the spare bathroom, which only ginger used. Lying in bed in the dark, cursing her cage, ginger watched as Joe pleased her wife for hours until they eventually collapsed in bed. Making her way slowly out of bed, Michelle walked awkwardly to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. While Michelle may not have realized it until she stood, ginger was fully aware that Joe had fucked her so hard she'd lost a shoe along the way!

"Still awake?" Michelle whispered as she tiptoed into the spare bedroom.

"How could I sleep during that Ms.?" Came ginger's snarky reply.

Michelle moved to the sound of ginger's voice, catching a glimpse of her face in the light of the tablet she was using to watch them. Wearing only one of the 5-inch heels she'd started the night with, Michelle made her way to the bed, quickly straddling ginger's face.

"God I can't believe how long he lasts," Michelle moaned as ginger buried her tongue inside her, "I swear my stomach was starting to cramp from the non-stop orgasms!" To busy devouring Joe's cum from Michelle's pussy, ginger could only moan in response. "By the way," Michelle ground her pussy into ginger's mouth as her orgasm approached, "because you're golfing tomorrow, Joe's spending the night and keeping me company while you're away!" Groaning louder as Michelle flooded her mouth, ginger gripped Michelle's hips holding her tight.

No matter her feelings of inadequacy in watching Joe pleasure her wife, all was forgotten when Michelle mounted ginger's mouth sharing the white liquid gold Joe had given her. Leaning down, Michelle kissed ginger deeply, sharing the most intimate cum filled kiss they could.

"Thank you for being an amazing husband." Michelle said falling into ginger's arms, her words full of love.

"I'm so glad we have each other." Replied ginger, feeling every bit of her wife's love.

Unsteadily Michelle stood, leaning to the side still wearing just one shoe. Moving toward the door, listing to one side, ginger stopped Michelle with her words. "Ms." ginger whispered tersely, "what about the cage?"

"I forgot the key on the nightstand," Michelle replied with a giggle, "and it wasn't like I could go back and get it. Sweet dreams baby girl, love you! Have fun golfing in the morning!"

"Love you Ms.!" ginger replied meaning it but still frustrated.

Turning her attention back to the tablet, ginger watched as Michelle removed the corset, stockings and lone heel, before slipping into a sexy black sheer and lace negligée. As Michelle entered the bedroom, Joe lay in the bed, propped up on one elbow barely covered with the sheet. In one hand he held up her wayward shoe while his eyes devoured her.

"Lose something?" He teased while dangling the heel from one finger.

"Somewhere along the way," Michelle blushed as she climbed into bed, "I guess I should wear ankle straps to keep that from happening huh?"

"Mmmmm, maybe!" Joe replied pulling Michelle into his arms.

Reaching over and turning off the light, ginger groaned softly turning off the tablet and trying to sleep. It wouldn't be easy, between the fact there was someone else with their arms around her wife, ginger was often awoken by the cage holding the last vestige of her manhood securely in place. At least in the morning, ginger could get out on the golf course and regain her manhood.

Awoken by her alarm, ginger quietly made her way to the bathroom, then tiptoed down the hall to make her way downstairs. Unfortunately, she had to pass the open bedroom door where Michelle and Joe slept. Peering around the corner, ginger could see Michelle using Joe as a full body pillow, her head on his chest, her arm and leg over his body. Joe's large hand held Michelle's thigh just behind her knee while his other surely pulled her torso into him. Feeling a deep pang of envy, ginger tiptoed past, cursing the cage under her breath.

Twenty minutes later, ginger was eating her breakfast sandwich and drinking coffee while driving her cart to the putting green. The sheer pale blue hipster panties would be a bit of a distraction, but nowhere near as much as the cage. Of her foursome, she was the first to arrive, so ginger focused on golf until they arrived. This also gave her time to confirm that her golf shirt was long enough to keep her from having to worry about flashing anyone when she bent down.

"There you are!" Steve called out as he pulled up. "Tim had to back out," he said shaking ginger's hand firmly, "our fourth is in the parking lot waiting for you to pick him up!"

"Okay!" Replied ginger, happy to feel like one of the guys for once.

Hoping into her cart, ginger quickly checked the camera at home, seeing Michelle and Joe still sleeping soundly. Heading to the parking lot, ginger wondered how she was picking up. The early morning tee time meant few cars in the lot which made finding the lone golfer easy. As ginger pulled up her heart sank.

"Son of a bitch!" she whispered tersely.

"Hey! Good morning!" Called Joe Sr. as he approached the cart. "I'm glad you guys had an opening this morning!"

"Great to see you Joe," replied ginger, "how's the wife?" It wasn't like ginger needed to ask how one of his kids were, he seemed young, strong and virile last night while having sex with Michelle for over 2 hours.

Not only was Joe a better golfer than all three of them, he was close to 25 years older than them as well which only added insult to injury. It was easy to tell where Joe got his physique from, Joe Sr. had been in the Army when he was younger, he'd done all the cool things ginger could never do, and still looked like he was in the shape to do it all now. After watching Joe Sr. adjust himself, ginger wondered if he were the same as his son in that department too!

"I tell ya," Joe Sr. said as he slid into the cart next to ginger, "you're lucky you don't have kids!"

"Why is that?"

"Junior is driving his mother to fits," Joe Sr. replied, "he was supposed to be home last night, but texted late saying he wouldn't be home until this morning." Unable to really respond, ginger just grunted and nodded. "Personally, I think he's just shacked up with some cutie somewhere," Joe Sr. continued, "and will be home after he's done sewing some oats."

"I'm sure that's the case." Replied ginger as she fought the urge to check her phone.

Little did ginger know, at that very moment Michelle was slowly waking, quickly realizing the body she was nuzzled into was not her sissy husbands. As she lay there, feeling Joe holding her and listening to his beating heart, she wondered how ginger was doing. No matter what she did with her young stud, or how he made her feel, ginger was never far from Michelle's mind. A pang of guilt rolled through Michelle as Joe stirred, this was the first night in over a decade she'd physically slept with another man.

In spite of the numerous distractions, and almost constant reminder that Joe Jr. wasn't home yet, ginger had an amazing round of golf. Back in the clubhouse she relieved herself in the bathroom, checking the app on her phone. Joe was still accounted for, he was sitting in a chair on the patio with Michelle giggling in his lap. Texting Michelle, ginger informed her that they'd be heading out in roughly an hour and that it would be awkward for Joe Jr. to be backing out of the driveway while Joe Sr. drove by. Michelle replied with a wink and a kiss emoji causing ginger to tuck her phone away in a huff.

After a couple beers and an early lunch the foursome parted ways, heading home. Unlike the rest, ginger checked her phone several times while at stop lights to make sure she wouldn't walk in on Michelle and her playmate. Pulling into the carport, ginger watched as Joe stood over her wife, who was now laying on her back on the patio table holding onto the backs of her legs while Joe grunted loudly.

"Ohhhhhh fuuuuccccckkkkk!" Michelle ground her body into Joe as she cried out.

"Yesssssss!" Joe groaned, his body surging as he filled Michelle with cum. Squeezing his cock with his hand and stroking it, Joe forced the last of his seed out of his body, then cursed. "Who the hell is texting me?" He squawked. "Oh shit!" He said looking at his phone screen. "I've got to go," he said quickly pulling out of Michelle pulling on his shorts, "my dad just got home from golf and is pissed!"

"Golf?" Michelle sat up on her elbows alarmed.

"Yeah, I guess he went out and played 18 this morning with some of the guys from the neighborhood." Joe replied pulling on his t-shirt. "I gotta go!" Leaning forward, Joe gave Michelle a quick kiss before scurrying to the door.

"Shit!" Michelle hissed looking over at the camera hidden in the doorway.

Watching Joe quickly get into his car from the doorway, ginger entered the garage as the garage door closed. Quickly making her way into the house, tossing her male clothing aside and grabbing her heels, ginger made her way out to the patio where Michelle remained lying on the table, negligee half hanging off her shoulders, cum seeping from her pussy.

"Oh my God," Michelle said upon seeing ginger, "you're kidding me right?" Shaking her head no, Michelle couldn't help but laugh at the situation. "I mean seriously, what are the odds?"

"That I'd spend 4 hours in a golf cart with Joe's dad?" Asked a seething ginger.

"Oh my head!" Michelle couldn't help herself, and laughed harder. "I'm sorry baby girl," she said covering her mouth, "but the odds of it happening, I just can't." Looking up at her sissy husband, Michelle noticed ginger was staring at the cum seeping from her pussy. "Can't help yourself can you baby girl?" Michelle rolled her hips slightly, pulling her flesh with her hand on her mound. "Put your heels on, then you'd better dig in before it's all on the table!"

Hating herself for her lack of control, ginger quickly stepped into her heels pulling up a chair for her feast, burying her face in Michelle's leaking pussy. Licking with reckless abandon, ginger probed for every drop of Joe, even tounging Michelle's ass causing her to moan loudly.

"Dirty little girl!" Michelle cooed as ginger's tongue lapped and circled between her cheeks. "Who knew you were such a kinky little bitch!?!" Not sure what came over her, ginger plunged her tongue into Michelle's ass causing her to squeal. "Okay, hang on," Michelle panted, holding up a small silver key, "I need that sissy cock inside me now!"

Quickly tugging the cage off, ginger discarded the cage, lock and key on the patio before plunging herself inside Michelle's pussy. Unlike when they'd had sex a few nights before, Michelle's pussy was loose from her night and morning with Joe.

"Oh God," mewled ginger, "I swear I can still feel him inside you!" Desperately trying to please Michelle with her seemingly insufficient cock, ginger frantically thrust into her wife.

"Hurry up baby girl," Michelle said wrapping her legs around ginger, "after him your tongue is the only thing that will get me where I need to be!"

Feeling painfully insufficient as a man, ginger managed to cum somehow inside Michelle's loose pussy, while she tormented ginger with her words. "What was that baby girl?" Michelle teased, "Five maybe six whole thrusts?" Blushing deeply, ginger tried to back up only to be held in place by Michelle's legs. "Milk it all out," Michelle hissed, "I don't want you missing the opportunity to lick up the very last drop!"

Milking herself dry, ginger deposited the last of her on Michelle's clit before being released. Quickly dropping to her knees, ginger buried her face between Michelle's spread legs, licking and sucking her seed from Michelle's sore pussy.

"Look how my baby girl loves a cream pie!" Michelle taunted as ginger devoured her. "Ohhhhh there you go!" Michelle gripped ginger with one hand, propping herself up with the other elbow, while ginger brought Michelle to orgasm. "Mmmmmm," Michelle slowly released ginger's head, lifting her chin with just her index finger, "come up her baby girl."

Sitting up to meet ginger almost face to face, Michelle kissed ginger deeply, tasting all three of them in her sissy husband's mouth. Trembling through and aftershock as they kissed, Michelle eventually pushed her sissy husband back, reaching between them to cradle and squeeze his flaccid cock. Squeezing ginger's tender balls with her fingers, Michelle raised an index finger coated with ginger's cum.

"Missed some." She said with a wink before dragging her finger across her tongue and pulling ginger in for another passionate kiss. As their kiss broke, Michelle leaned into her sissy husband's chest, feeling the contentment she could only find in ginger's arms. "Well, I'm guessing my plaything will be grounded the rest of the weekend," Michelle chuckled, half serious, "but that works because I have plans for US the rest of the weekend!"

"Really?" ginger asked unable to hide her surprise or excitement.

"Yes baby girl," Michelle replied warmly, "now go upstairs and draw a bath for the two of us." Watching as ginger's eyes grew wide with excitement, Michelle took off the negligee which was pooled around her hips. "Add that lavender scented bubble bath as well," Michelle instructed handing ginger the negligee, "put that in the hamper on the way by as well."

"Yes, Ms.!" Replied ginger excitedly before scampering off as best she could in 3 inch heels.

Meeting ginger upstairs several minutes later, carrying a chilled carafe containing mimosas, Michelle entered the bathroom where ginger had candles burning and the lights low. Michelle smiled as ginger had even gone so far as to have music playing in the bedroom that was the perfect level for their intimate bath. Holding out her hand, ginger eagerly took it, helping Michelle into the tub. Pausing momentarily as her swollen pussy lips hit the hot water, Michelle eventually settled in before taking her mimosa glass from ginger before she stepped in. Settling into the bath, ginger loved the feeling of Michelle's soft skin next to hers. Refilling their glasses, Michelle waited until the two of them were slightly pruney to move to her next phase.

"Reach up and grab your razor baby girl would you?" Unsure of the reason, ginger lifted herself from the tub, sitting on the edge to retrieve the razor. "Oh stay right there." Michelle said with a smile.

Taking the hand held showerhead, Michelle had ginger lift one leg placing it in her hand. Michelle shaved ginger's lower leg, taking her time, rubbing her fingers over the skin to make sure she hadn't missed a single hair. Having ginger stand, Michelle lovingly shaved ginger's thighs, rinsing and cleaning the razor often before progressing to ginger's crotch. It was impossible for ginger not to get hard as the warm razor and Michelle's soft hands touched her skin.