Kathryn yanks James up and pushes him hard against the wall, pressing her large breasts against his chest.
‘Keep still’ the busty blonde whispered in her husband’s ear and she drove her tongue into his mouth exploring him.
James’s erection refused to hold back,it started to violently tap against the constraints banging furiously against Kathryn’s thigh vying for her attention. His hardness now painfully straining against the tight confines of his wife’s underwear. James can’t believe the predicament he has found himself in. He knows he should be nervous of his wife inevitably learning of his dirty secret and sordid fantasy, but the idea. The mere idea simply turns him on further.
‘You hungry for me?’ Kathryn flashed a devilish smile as she quickly unbuttoned James’s jeans and yanked then down revealing her husband robed in her pink underwear, leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, filling up her panties with his juices.
‘So what’s this then’ Kathryn smiled as she peered down at the flimsy material struggling to contain her husband’s throbbing cock and two huge testicles ready to explode.
James struggles to answer as his body once again is frozen at the hands of his wife,
‘I think I like the look of this’ Kathryn bends down and slips her hand inside James’s panties, her warm hand gently teasing and stroking James’s cock and she runs her fingertips along his shaft dribbling with pre-cum ‘My underwear suits you’.
‘Take your jeans and give me a twirl’ Kathryn demands
James nervously slips out of his jeans and hesitantly twirls on his heel slowly, apprehensive in showing his wife his panty clad ass.
‘Damn you look almost as good as me in my own underwear’ Kathryn laughs as she slapped James’s ass. ‘Now take your top off so I can see what you look like naked in my panties’ she demands.
James hesitates taking his top off but is quickly encouraged by his wife tugging his jumper.
‘Holy fuck’ Kathryn shrieks in excitement ‘You are wearing a matching pair of pink bra and panties’
James curses his luck, standing in front of his wife dressed in her panties and her bra sporting a huge erection as it stretched the fabric of the panties, threatening to tear through under the sheer force of his arousal. The embarrassed husband starts to blush uncontrollably, the colour of his skin getting dangerously close to matching the colour of his new feminine underwear.
‘But god damn you look hot in my underwear’ the wife smiled as she ran her eyes over every inch of her husband, robed in her matching underwear,
‘Now it’s time for us to have some fun’ Kathryn wraps her little finger around the waistband of James’s pink underwear, tugs her crossdressing husband and guides him behind her as she navigates him towards the foot of the stairs.
‘Up the stairs babes’ Kathryn orders holding her finger forward pointing towards the top of the staircase.
James is momentarily frozen, a hint of embarrassment holds him back from walking ahead of his wife, concious his ass is snugly wrapped in her pink underwear.
‘Don’t take forever about it’ Kathryn slaps her husband’s ass nudging him up the staircase.
James hesitantly ascends the staircase fully aware his wife of ten years is right behind him, her eyes staring at his ass cheeks as he nervously climbs the stairs.
‘That’s a pert little ass you have there’ the blonde pinches one of James’s ass cheeks as they reach the top of the staircase.
James hesitantly leads Kathryn into the bedroom. Kathryn smiles as she sees the evidence of James’s crossdressing antics clearly visible, a number of panties hastily kicked under the bed still visible.
‘I take it you were not expecting any company today’ the blonde smiled as she observed the panty draw hald open with several of her knickers hanging from the edge of the draw.
‘I ca…ca….ca…..can explain’ James’s struggles to string together a sentence as he start falling over his own words, the combination of arousal and fear of the unknown continues to keep a stranglehold on his raging erection.
‘Go on’ Kathryn teases James, curious on how he will attempt to talk himself out of the predicament.
‘I was looking to buy you a sexy lingerie set for your birthday and was trying out to see what size you were’ James feigns confidence certain his wife will see right through him.
‘Are you fucking kidding me’ Kathryn bursts out laughing ‘Surely you can do better than that’
James drops his head in embarrassment eyeballing his feet ‘I th….th….thi….think…….i have made a mi…..mis…..mist……’
‘Perfect’ Kathryn squeals in delight and excitedly heads towards the bedroom wardrobe and pulls out a large black suitcase.
‘Do you remember Ann and Tony’s fancy dress party three years ago’ Kathryn smiles
‘Vaguely’ James responds confused
‘Do you remember what I went dressed as’ Kathryn zips open the suitcase and starts rummaging around.
‘Erm, no’ James struggles to find the answer, cautious of his words.
‘A maid’ Kathryn gleefully pulls out a maid’s outfit and holds the white and pink outfit in front of her ‘Remember this?’
Kathryn holds the outfit in front of James’s blushing torso and whispers barely loud enough for him to hear ‘I think this might be the perfect size’
‘For what?’
Kathryn’s eyes turn as dark as her voice ‘ So you like dressing up like a woman?’ Her voice turns colder with each passing word ‘I am going to turn you into the most feminine woman I have ever met’ Her eyes roams James’s body as she sizes up his reaction ‘I will slowly transform you into the loyal maid we could never afford’
James takes a hard swallow struggling to conceal his nervous gulp, the cold, dark and almost evil words leaving his wife’s sweet lips tug him closer to the dark side. A side where James knows his fantasy takes a turn for the sordid and unpredictable. Crossdressing had been James’s little secret for along time, barely having the opportunity to take in the beauty of his wife’s underwear. But the opportunity in front of him whilst she was away on business was too much to pass up. James knew he would never get the chance again to robe himself in his wife’s used panties and bra and parade around with the bathroom window open, flaunting his body for the world to see.
But now the little jar containing his lone dark secret had been crushed under the force of his wife’s stiletto heels. And knowing his wife as well as he does, he knows she will latch onto any new idea and run with it as fast and as hard as she can,
‘Firstly we are going to dress you up to service me’ Kathryn’s smile betrays the darkness in her voice.
‘Service you?’
‘Yes darling’ A evil smirk gradually appears on Kathryn’s face ‘Can you grab the make up set?’
‘Which one?’ James knows he has no other option but to follow his wife’s instructions.
‘The one you were applying my lipstick with in front of the mirror’ Kathryn playfully slaps her husband across the face, ecstatic that she is slowly grinding her black stiletto heels into his manhood, scraping away at his masculinity.
James’s body involuntarily freezes under the stern gaze of Kathryn as her attention is drawn to his cock, slowly dribbling with pre-cum.
Kathryn wraps the palm of her hand around the James’s thickness and slowly starts to pump his throbbing manhood.
‘Now why don’t you be a good little girl and grab my make up case and we can dress you up all prim and proper’ her words are barely audible. The musky scent of pre-cum clouds the space between husband and wife and Kathryn smiles as she pumps her husband’s cock faster at the thought of tapping deep into his fantasy. Sinking her fingernail into his kinkiest secrets and violating every inch of his sexiest thoughts moulding them into her own twisted version. She looks him in the eyes hearing James’s message loud and clear, the same message portrayed by his body, his reactions and his cock. They all beg for Kathryn to take control of James’s dirty fantasy.
