X-dresser Turns HousewifebySkimpylilpanties©
A friend of mine that I have been seeing for a while shocked me one day. He called me up wanting to know if I was free throughout the day. I told him I could make time and he invited me over to his place. He told me to wear something a housewife would wear and bring an apron. I didn't know why, but I happily agreed.
I shaved my skin silky smooth, in a nice hot shower, and then started in on my make-up. Bluish eye shadow, dark mascara, and ruby red lips. Not enough to look like a hooker but enough to be a pretty housewife. I then slipped into my pretty pink bra and silky pink panties that hugged my ass so snug and comfortably. My molded c-cup breasts fit perfectly inside the bra, and as soon as I placed my wig on I felt like a woman getting ready to take on the day. The hair on it comes down just past my shoulders, dark brown, with a sexy blond streak down one of the bangs. I felt so sexy prancing around the house. I couldn't wait to go see my man, and what he had in store for me. I then fished through the closest until I found a sexy, but conservative blue dress than came down just passed the knee. I put on a black, leather belt which was about three inches wide. This showed my figure off perfectly. I noticed a nice sway from my derrière when I walked in front of the mirror. The belt made my waist look very thin and everything below that very enticing. The last piece to complete the ensemble was shoes. I couldn't go out in stilettos if I wanted to look like a housewife, so I had to again find something a little more down to earth. After a few moments I found a low heeled blue shoe that matched my dress and looked perfect. They made a slight tock sound as I walked across the floor. As I walked out the door, I grabbed my apron.
I arrived at his house, walked up the stairs, and noticed a note on the door. It read, "The key in the plant, go on in and make yourself at home. I'll be home at six, make sure supper is cooked and the house is clean. I unlocked the door and went on inside. His house was not too bad, but it could use a woman's touch. I put my apron around my neck and tied the back, it was time to work. I started in on his laundry, then went from room to room sweeping and dusting; picking up everything off the floors, you name it I did it. After I got the house clean, it really hit me. I felt like an actual housewife cleaning while her husband was away at work. This really turned me on. I then thought, "I better fix dinner before my husband gets home." I found some things to cook and fixed it real nice, chicken Alfredo, salad, and a nice dessert. I had everything prepared and on the table nice and neat, awaiting his arrival.
It wasn't long, and he walked through the door. I welcomed him in by giving him a kiss, placing one hand on the small of his back and the other on his bulging chest. He kissed me back gently giving my ass a squeeze. "How's my pretty wife today?" he muttered. "Glad to see your home sweetie, dinners on the table." I replied. I took his coat and he went into the dining room. I then poured the both of us a glass of wine and sat down with him. We ate dinner together, drank our wine, and talked about the day. He said he had a busy day and just wanted to relax a bit after dinner. As soon as we were done eating he went into the other room and sat down in his recliner and started watching some television. I began cleaning up, clearing off the table, rinsing the dishes off, etc.
Before long I was loading the dishwasher up. Unknowingly to me my husband was watching me from his thrown in the living room. As I started loading some dishes in the bottom tray I suddenly felt his two massive hands on me. One on my waist and the other was pulling my dress up. I started to stand upright but he kept me bent over. All I could do was grab a hold of the counter as I stood there with my dress hiked around my waist. In one swift jerk he ripped my panties clean off. I felt the head of his dick pressing on me. The pressure was great and then I felt the head of his 7 inch cock pop in. He slowly started to pump it in, deeper and deeper he went. I'm now holding on as his started to fuck me hard, doing everything I can not to hit my head against the counter. He must have had a stressful day, because he was relieving it on me with every thrust. I could feel him pull all the way out and then slam it home. His balls slapped me as he continued to pump. He had his hands around my waist; I could see his massive arms bulging as they guided me on this cock ride.
At this point we were both moaning in ecstasy, and I could tell he wasn't going to hold it any longer. The next thing I felt was his whole body tense up as he gave one last thrust. His cum filled my walls and began to drip out. He then pulled me off his cock and pushed me to my knees. One hand guided my mouth to his meaty prick as he inserted it into my man pleaser. When I had finished cleaning him off his pulled me away, pulled his pants back on and zipped them up. He went back into the living room without a word, leaving me there on the floor of the kitchen, full of his seed that I could feel seeping onto the floor. My hair was now a mess and my dress was all bunched and wrinkled. I looked down to see my pretty little pink panties tattered and torn on the floor. Now most people would have probably hated that feeling, but in that moment I never felt sexier. The fact he was staring at me and got all worked up and used me to relieve all his stress was so hot.
It was just then he called to me, "Hey, bring me a cold one babe." I stood up, straighten myself up, and put my tattered panties in the pocket of my apron. I opened him a beer and poured it in a chilled mug. When I walked in I leaned over as I handed him his mug and kissed him. He took the mug from me and then grabbed me by the waist and pulled me onto his lap. We hugged and snuggled with each other as I fell asleep in his arms.