‘What the hell do you think you are’
I just lay there not knowing what to say and I am sure going very red under my make up. ……….. I will go back many years and start at an earlier age. For as long as I can remember I have cross dressed, always in private, without my partners or girlfriends knowing, totally in the closet, and when dressed I often practised self bondage, used dildos on myself, especially before wanking. I enjoyed shaving when I could, had the usual purges, it has cost me a fortune over the years. Physically while tall I had always been slimly built and a bit small in the meat and veg department, managing only 4 inches if I tied myself up tight to keep the blood flow in and the erection as big as I could, but despite this I had no problems satisfying a woman as I have always enjoyed giving prolonged oral. Having said that I am now on my third marriage, the first two wives had affairs and left me, the current one I adored and while I knew that she was having an affair she always came home to me. We had never discussed her need for sex with someone I assumed was bigger and better than me, I was happy to satisfy her when she allowed and she let me cum in her when I wanted although I could not make her cum during penetration. She had a daughter and a grandchild many miles away so I always took the opportunity to dress while she was away. She had gone to see them last Friday and was not coming back until sometime on Monday, or so I thought!!! So once she had left I had got my clothes out, my pvc maids uniform, the bra and falsies, my frilly knickers, my wig and make up, hold ups. I had a bath and taken my time dressing, doing my make up fully, and looked at myself in the mirror, what a stunner I thought to myself. I spent a couple of hours walking about the house, feeling my stockings rubbing together and feeling my little willy growing as much as it could in my knickers.