My Wife's Secret Fantasy Ch. 01
Keywords: My, Secret, 01, Fantasy, Ch., Wife's,
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*PART ONE: REALIZATION*
The old saying "you never really ever know some one" is quite true when it comes to my wife Debbie. Debbie has always seemed to come up with new surprises to keep our marriage stimulated and adventuresome. As I've recently found out though she seems to have been keeping some things to herself.
Debbie was away for a twelve-day business trip to be followed by two weeks of vacation. I took my three weeks so that I'd have a week home to myself while she was away. We hadn't made any real plans for the following two weeks of our vacation time, but then we rarely ever did just making things up as we went along.
Needless to say the first few days alone before my time-off started was quite boring and instead of being elated about my freedom beginning on Saturday morning. I felt rather dejected about being alone with really nothing to do. Deb called at nine to see how things where and all the help she offered to fill my emptiness was cleaning up the mess that I'd probably accumulated since she left. Her nonplus approach to my problem didn't really make me feel any better. But seeing how I had nothing else to do I spent a few hours heeding her advice.
After lunch I sat down at our computer and turning it on I noticed it seemed rather slow and decided to clean up the hard drive. There I was contentedly going through files and deleting the old and useless that had been adding up when I came across one called D's Journal. I stared at it wondering if I should or not for at least five minutes before, with a guilty look over my shoulder and opened it.
Inside was a Word Document titled "Journal" and several other folders titled Fantasy's, Stories and Photos. I immediately opened the Photos file up and was not surprised to find erotic pictures. We both enjoyed porn and shared a lot of time looking it over together. There was an array of beefcake shots, which I expected; some extraordinarily well hung guys and even photos of women. Another folder labelled "Untitled" was also included and of course I opened it. This was my first shock of the day. This folder contained various shots of obviously men dressed in lingerie and maid's outfits being dominated by women. This was a side of my dear Debbie I'd never knew about and I was stunned thinking about what this might mean. Looking over the photos I found myself getting excited.
I felt myself shiver and closed that file and then opened the story folder. This folder contained several Word Documents all titled and most of the titles seemed to contain the same theme. The first one I opened was a short story about a man describing how he felt adorning himself in lingerie after denuding his body completely of hair. It was very descriptive and I found reading it slightly turned me on. Quickly scanning over a few more stories I found them dealing with the transformation of men by themselves or by a woman.
This was something I would never imagine my sweet little Debbie being into. She'd never had given me any clue that something like this would turn her on. I found myself becoming excited as I glossed over her collection of tales wondering what all of this meant. Then I opened the folder labelled My Fantasy and found several documents, but the one that caught my eye was titled "Transformation".
I don't know why but I was slightly shaking as I opened it up to find a detailed account of how my wife imagined what transforming her husband into a "sissy maid" would be like. Making me serve her every whim and idea. Tying her maid up, using him as a sex toy and ravaging him with a strap-on. The last few paragraphs kind of scared me as she went on to describe her maid serving and servicing her guests at a party, both female and male.
I was shocked that my wife had had these thoughts. We've never even considered bringing others into our sexual relationship and here she described quite graphically how she would force me to have sex with others. It was upsetting, but I couldn't deny the fact that her fantasy had also turned me on.
I went back to the story of the guy transforming himself into a woman and reread it completely. I imagined myself as the author and got incredibly turned-on. I stripped down and headed for the bathroom to masturbate in the shower. Debbie's fantasy ran through my thoughts as I came under the flow of hot water. It had been a long time since I last jerked myself off and I couldn't remember having such an explosive orgasm as the one I'd just experienced.
Recuperating under the shower I looked up and spotted the bottle of Nair Debbie used on hair legs and I thought of the times I'd watched her use it. A compulsion came over me, turning off the water and drying myself quickly I grabbed the bottle. Without thinking of the possible repercussions I started to spread the lotion from my ankles up. I'm not an overly hairy person and within minutes I was covered from the neck down with the bluish cream. My penis was again erect sticking straight out from lotion covered pubic hair. While waiting the required fifteen minutes a thought came to me, how would I explain this to my wife. It could take weeks to grow back and I all ready felt slightly ashamed of her possible reaction when she returned.
I quickly jumped into the shower hoping to undo the damage but it was already too late. As the shower washed the cream away my body hair went with it down the drain. Drying myself I stood and looked into the full-length mirror on the back of the door. My mind screamed at my stupidity but my body gave away my true thoughts as I stared at the hairless body in the reflection I began to get another erection.
Throwing on my terry-cloth robe over my total nakedness I went to get a drink. Immediately I could feel the difference in how the fabric felt against me as walked to the bar in the den. My skin was much more sensitive and I seemed to have a tingling sensation spread through my entire body with every step. I felt incredibly aroused as I sat on a stool and knocked back a couple of shots.
After the fourth shot I began to feel a little more at ease and thought about what I had done. Maybe I'd just give her a surprise on her return. Deb had asked me in the past to shave off my pubic hair but I never let her. Maybe I could get away with it if I presented the situation in the right light. As I consoled myself with that thought I began once again to notice the physical feelings my body was experiencing. Every movement even one as simple as raising my glass to drink had an effect on me.
I closed my eyes and slipped a hand inside my robe and lightly caressed my hairless skin. I shivered uncontrollably at the sensations that slight touch gave me. Swallowing the last mouthful in my glass I stood and walked with a newfound determination into the bedroom and stopped in front of Deb's dresser.
My hands shook with nervousness as I opened the drawer that held her lingerie. Carefully, so as not to disturb the contents too much I removed a pair of black silk stockings. I knew she had a set of matching panties, garter belt and bra that I had bought her last Valentines Day and that set, was what I searched for. Debbie and I are the same height and I'm only slightly heavier than she is so I was sure they fit without too much difficulty.
I couldn't believe the feeling I got as the cool silk fabric covered me. The lace edging of the garter belt created a slight scratchy feeling on my now tender skin but it just added to the overall arousal that I was feeling When I sat at on the edge of the bed to put on the stockings I noticed a large blob of precum that would of certainly stain Debbie's underwear. With a thumb and finger I pinched the drop from the end of the glans and looked at the thick clear fluid. An urge overcame me and without thinking I licked my fingers and savoured the taste of it on my tongue. I would have never imagined doing something like this before but it tasted rather pleasant and I wondered to myself why I never tried it before. By the time I had the silk hose clipped to the garter belt I was shaking with excitement and the pre cum was almost dripping from my aching penis. Once again I licked from my fingers and shivered before sliding the French cut panties up my legs. I let my hardened penis hang throbbing from the leg of the panties.
I struggled into the bra finding that this was one area that our body shapes differed. It was really tight on my chest and of course I couldn't fill the cups on my own. I dug out a pair of black socks from my dresser and shaped them to fit and placed one in each cup. Glancing at my reflection I felt excited at the image I saw. Except for my face and short hair I thought I looked pretty good.
Next I went to the closet to see if I could find something sexy to wear. I could feel the crotch of the panties rubbing between my ass cheeks as I walked. It was an incredible feeling that made my knees weak. After several minutes of searching I decided on a black spandex dress I bought for Deb in our first year of marriage. She never wore out of the house because she thought it too daring. It was sleeveless, cut low in the back and the hem stopped barely covering the tops of the stockings encasing my legs.
Finding the right shoes was a problem. The only heels Deb had in black where too small for me to cram my feet into. I ended up settling with a pair of white, four inch heeled open toed sandals that strapped up just above the ankle. It was hard at first to stand and walk but they really added to the overall sexy feeling I was enjoying.
Once again I found myself standing in front of the full-length bathroom mirror inspecting myself. I marvelled at the sight in front of me as I turned this way and that. Except for the large lump my hard-on created in the front I felt and looked great. I looked at my hair and wondered what I could do to make my short hair more feminine appearing. I grabbed the styling mousse and went to work I tried several variations and finally decided to spike it letting the front fall over my forehead and pulled the sides down in front of my ears.
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