Caught in the Act (Closed)

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When Christine was called into her bosses office unexpectedly, her first thought was what have I done? It didn't matter that she was an exemplary employee, one that was rarely sick and never late, it was just an instinctive knee jerk reaction. She was expecting anything other than a paid two week vacation in an unexpected reward for landing a large account the week before. She was told to start her time off early, to go home even though it was only 3:00.

She knew her husband would be home, as he worked nights normally, but had been off the past few days himself at the begining of his vacation. She thought it was going to be a wonderful surprise to be home two hours earlier than usual and also to be able to share his vacation time-something that for one reason or another had only happened once in the five years they had been married.

She drove home, anticipation speeding her up a bit, she was thinking about coming in and surprising hi as he napped on the couch or something and jumping his proverbial bones. She moistened at the very thought. She was very happy to see his truck parked in the drive when she got home and she crept into the house, her breath coming a little quicker as she pictured what she was sure would come.

He wasn't in the den and he wasnt in the office. She checked everywhere downstairs, before she thought to check the bedroom. She thought perhaps he had laid down to rest. The door was closed most of the way and she gently pushed it open.

Her breath caught in her throat at the sight that met her. Her husband wasn't sleeping, and he wasn't screwing another woman, something her mind franticly nammered would be better than what he was up to! He was standing in the middle of the bedroom floor, his head tilted back stroking his sizeable erection. That wouldn't have been bad, except for the fact that he was doing it through a pair of her silk panties! He was wearing them, she could see the material stretched taut across his cock and her mind reeled.

Stepping into the room, she placed her hands on her hips and asked in the sternest voice she could muster, "Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?!?"

His hands dropped, and he stared at her, shocked that she knew his little secret. she continued, striding forward, "What do you think you're poker buddies would say if they knew what you did in your spare time when nobody was around hmm?"

She wasn't really sure why she had asked that, but she knew she had him over a barrel, knew that she held power over how his life was going to go for the next bit, for she had some really good blackmail material now. She just didn't quite know what she could/should do with it, it would all depend on his next responses.
 
I am going to tell you about the day that changed my life. My name is Steve I am a happily married man of five years. I love my wife Christina very much and our sex life has been wonderful from my point of view. Sure I guess I could last longer then five minutes but I can't help it she has the most wonderful pussy. Any how, back to the fateful day.

Many years ago when I was a young man about 19 I got a crush on a single mom in the neighborhood. Mrs. Moore was beautiful she was a little weird but beautiful. She would like me to come over and help her periodically. Well on one occasion when I was helping her she said I had broke something of hers on my last visit. I argued with her that I did not break anything. She insisted I did and that I was to be punished. I asked her what she meant.
She said that if I did not agree to her form of punishment then our fun afternoon together would have to end. I did not want that and agreed. Mrs. Moore said that I would have to allow her to dress me up in one of her aprons and clean the bathrooms. I thought OK I can live with that but little did I know that it wouldn't just be the apron. No, it was a man sized little girls dress to fit me. I asked her were she got that. And she said she had plans for me. So thus began my current problem that of wearing female garments.

Well over the years of being a bachelor before marriage I had dabbled in cross-dressing. Mainly as a form of masturbation therapy. But I was able to put it all behind me when I got married. I was supposed to be the man and not play with girl stuff. Well I did well for about 4 years I did not touch any girl things. But with the event of the internet I was able to read porn and masturbate when Christina was not around. I started reading more and more porn and eventually I rotated toward my likes. This meant dressing up stories. At first I was able to just masturbate as I read but lately they have involved putting on panties and sitting in front of the computer and playing with myself.

This is were I sit right now. I am reading a story from my private files I have my hand in my panties and I am rock hard. It was suppose to be a short jack off session because I knew Christina would be home by 5:15. I did not hear her enter but I heard her open the door but it was too late I was caught red handed so to speak. I was in shock but from the look on my wife’s face she was in worse shock. It looks like I had devastated her she was speechless. I said Christina this is not what you think. I am, just playing around. And you said "so this is what you do when I am at work to pay our bill you sit here in my underwear and jack off!"

I tried to apologize but she would have none of it. She wanted to know why I did this. And the whole story about Mrs. Moore came out. Christina sat there for a minute and then said "have you ever done this with anyone else?" I said what do you mean. She said." I want to know if you have involved another man or woman in your little fantasy." I could not believe what she had just said. I have read in most of my stories where the guy usually does other guys but I had never gone that far into the fantasy. So I said NO! Christina looked at me and asked me if that was all there was to hear about my past. I said it was and told her it would never happen again.

She laughed at me and said she would decide on that. In fact she was not sure what to do so my wife of Five years told me to keep those panties on and to go sleeping in the guest room tonight until she decided on my future. If there was to be a future. I tried to plead my way out of this but Christina would have none of it and told me off to bed little girl. I was mad she said that but I did as I was told and went to bed.
 
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Christina sat in front of Steve's computer that evening until it was dark. She went through the stories and pictures that were in his private files, each passing moment made her wonder if she had ever truely known her husband. She also had to wonder a bit at herself, for she found that she was actually getting excited at the things she was seeing in a bizzare way.

When the last of the light had faded from the sky, she stood with a sigh. She walked slowly towards the guest bedroom, thinking that she would sit and talk to Steve in a calm fashion, sort out the feelings that were racing through her and maybe come to terms with the whys of his actions.

She stopped dead in the doorway, staring in at the bed. Steve had fallen asleep on top of the covers and she could see the outline of the panties he was wearing. She stepped into the room and stood over him, contemplating the slow rise and fall of his chest. Her palm itched to caress him, to feel what hardness incased in silk felt like.

She realised then that this situation presented many possibilities, ones that were almost impossible to resist. She knew that the only thing Steve responded to when he was asleep was a touch, or the sound of his alarmclock, so she turned and left, coming back with a camera. She turned on the light beside the bed and snapped polariods of him, making sure to catch his face in all the panty shots.

When she had about 30 pictures, she turned off the light and left the room. She took them into the masterbedroom and hid them in her dresser before she crawled into bed herself. Before she could go to sleep, she had to masturbate herself to three shattering orgasms, but even still she was hit by pangs of arrousal as she fell asleep.

In the morning, she faced Steve over the breakfast table where he sat still in his panties as she hadnt allowed him to change before starting the little chat she'd planned out to the last detail.

She showed him the polaroids she'd taken, then told him that unless he fufilled her every whim she would take delight in sending them to everyone they knew and to hell with the consequences. She then told him that after breakfast they would be going shopping, because for the next two weeks he was going to wear womens clothing at all times, not just in the privacy of their own home.

The fact she had said clothes, not just undergarments seemed for the moment to go over Steves head. They finished breakfast and she told him to go dress in a pair of slacks and a button up shirt, leaving on the panties. When he came back, she told him to take them shopping. For the first bit, she thought she would wait and see what kinds of things he would be interested in before she stepped in with the extras she had in mind.
 
Shopping

I had a very restless sleep. First of all Christina made me wear these panties. Just the thought of that made me feel very humiliated. But the only problem was the fact that I was hard as a rock. This made me ponder where I was in my life. I had just been caught masturbating in my wife’s panties. I had in one moment gone from fantasy to reality. It was beginning to sink in. But I thought Christina was not all that upset she seemed to be intrigued by the whole situation. What was I thinking! She must be grossed out by the thought of her husband dressing like a sissy! And what about that question as to whether or not I had involved another MAN in this game? I can't get a grasp on what’s in her mind. Well I would find out soon enough.

The sun was beginning to rise. I knew this was going to be an unusual day. I was not sure what the day would bring but I knew that it was going to be different.
As I began to wake from a tossing and turning sleep I again realized that I was still encased in the panties Christina had made me wear. I thought about taking them off when I got up to shower but decided against that thought. I was not going to provoke her in any way until I found out which way she would rule in this matter.

I got undressed and saw the stains in the panel. I had cum in the night. I felt the stain and it was still moist. I touched it and played with the slime for a second then I snapped out of it and took the rest of my pajamas of and got showered. I again put those dirty panties on and got ready to face Christina. I was scared; I got almost sick to my stomach. But I had to face her sooner or later. So I figure the sooner I faced her and the sooner I acted like a man the sooner we could get back to normal. I just wanted to get this behind us. I figured I had better get some coffee made maybe it would help the situation. So I snuck out to the kitchen in just my panties with a towel wrapped around me in case anyone looked through one of our various windows.

As I entered the kitchen I found I was too late, Christina had beat me to the punch. There on the table was a cup of coffee and a small package with a pink bow in my place where I sit. When I entered the room Christina gave me a big hug and told me to sit down. I felt funny in just my towel at the table. Christina sensed this and asked if I wanted a robe. I said yes and she produced a Yellow flowered robe. I looked at it and said no way was I wearing this. At that time my robe fell and revealed the panties from last night. Christina looked me up and down and said "you won't wear the robe but you will wear the panties." She had a point then, she got mad, she told me to sit down in just the panties and hear her out.

She said that she was not sure that we could continue as husband and wife. Christina felt that we have to sort out our feelings first before we should jump into plans for the future. I wanted it all to end but that did not look too good. Christina stated that we were going to go shopping for some clothes and some other items. I was told that for the weekend upcoming I would be dressed as a girl. This would include possibly going out in public dressed but that we would see about that in the future. We were going to go shopping as husband and wife but I had to wear what was in the box. I opened it and saw a panty and camisole set. I told Christina that I would not wear these. But she stopped me dead in my tracks and threw about 25 digital pictures of me in bed in the panties she gave me.

I knew I was done I went into my room with Christina and she sat on the bed and directed me on how to put the stuff on. (Like I needed any help). Then she threw me my jeans and a white t-shirt and I could sort of see the camisole. Christina said to bad but relented and let me put a coat over not without telling me that I got lucky. We went to the mall 25 miles from home so we could be private some what. I went to the men’s section for underwear. But Christina had had enough and things got very different
 
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Christina had to fight back a laugh when Steve refused the robe. She made the sarcastic comment that she did in order to draw his attention to the fact he was acting quite silly. She was however quite pleased when he agreed to dress in the manner that she dictated, in fact when he was dressed she had to admit he looked pretty damn good too! that in itself was a startling thought to her but she shrugged it off.

They went to the mall shortly afterwards and Steve headed right for the mens section. Christina grabbed his arm and led him back the other way. When he saw where they were headed, he balked. Christina tried pulling him along a little, but he had stopped and wouldn't move. She thought it would be a touch embarassing to try to pull him along like a reluctant horse, so she had another idea.

She hailed a passing sales clerk and commandeered her to assist in the selection of garments. Now Steve had no choice if he didn't want to cause a scene but to follow along and hope that Christina would be discrete. Unfortunatly for him, She had other plans. She made a point of telling the clerk that they were there to find a selection of underwear in his size and that they would be trying them on.

Together, she and Steve picked out a complete selection, including bras, panties, stockings garters a couple baby dolls and a few camisols. Steve picked most of them out with her final approval, and she decided that he had better taste than she did when it came to that sort of thing.

Paying for their purchases, they left for home. Christina stopped at a sex shop on the way home, leaving Steve inside the car. She refused to tell him what her purchase had been, but instead just continued home.

When they got there, she told him that he ought to go shave his legs, because his little secret was out, there was no reason for him not to do so, and the garments he now owned would both look and feel a lot better without excess hair. She told him that when he was done, he would find an outfit on the bed for him to wear, and that she expected him to do so without arguments.

While she was waiting, Christina went into the spare bath and had a shower.
 
Christina had a definite change in attitude she would have no part of the men’s section. I thought we would get men’s thongs and men’s provocative under things. I still did not believe Christina wanted me to be a sissy husband. So when she directed us to the women’s department I was shocked to say the least. I quietly asked her what was up. She said that last night as she tried to go to sleep she thought about the day’s happenings. The thought of me her husband dressed in her clothes was a weird but yet erotic picture.

Christina said that she wanted to control all aspects of our relationship. She felt that she had been getting the short end of the stick when it came to our sex life. But now that she knew that I had been dressing up and jacking my little clit, that answered the question why I had no sex drive. Christina told me that from now on she would control when I came and with who. That statement kind of floored me. I asked her what she meant she just said I would find out later.

By this time I was starting to get a little loud. Christina sensed this and called a sale girl over. As the girl approached I settled down. Christina knew she had me. So she proceeded, "my husband and I were looking for some new under things and we could use your help" Oh my God! What and the hell was she doing. She went on;” we will need some panties and bras for a new wardrobe" the girl was still looking at my wife but that was all about to change.

The sales girl asked my wife what size she was. Then it happened,” It is for my husband I caught him wearing mine so I assume He needs some of his own". I felt like a two year old as the young sale girl looked at me and smiled. Then she said to my wife I think we should measure him. Come this way. We went to the check out stand as the girl, Wendy was her name on the tag, got a tape measurer out of a drawer.

Let’s measure for panties first. As she put the tape around me Wendy brushed my dick. I felt my pants start to tent. The fact that I had on my wife’s panties was enough but now we had involved another person in the game. I was beginning to think this was not a game any more.

Wendy popped up and said size 7 lets go and they both ushered me to the panty section. I was told to pick out five pairs and over to the Bras. Wendy said that panties would probably be enough but Christina had none of it. She said" if he wants to play then we will play my way. I am looking forward to a little fun finally and I want to be in control and the best way is to put him in panties and bras so he will mind". Wendy said she understood and asked if Christina might help her do the same to her young husband in the future. Christina said she would but first let pay attention to this sissy right hear. So I was measured for my first bra of my own. And I was forced to match all the panties with bras. I had to lay them out on the table and bring the matching bra over to them. As the ladies looked on I was embarrassed but did as I was told. I was then told to go into the dressing room and try one set on. Christina said to yell out when I had them on and she would come in and check the fit. I had the yellow pair on and called for my wife. When she and Wendy came in I was shocked but they looked me over and commented to each other. Then Christina said we will take tem all as I started to take them off Christina said no He I mean SHE will wear these out.

Off the two women went I finished dressing and went to the check out stand. I paid for the purchases and we started to leave but not before Christina gave Wendy big hug and said we would be back and gave her our phone number and said to call about helping her with her husband.

As we left I was quiet I did not want to piss Christina off I just wanted this to end. As Christina drove us home she said she wanted to get a few items from the adult store. So we pulled up and I was told to stay in the car. Christina went in and was back in about 15 minutes with two large bags. I did not question her about the bags I figured I would find out soon enough.

When we got home I was told to go and shave my legs because my secret was out and the things she bought would look better without hair. I did not question her request. I just turned to the guest room bath and she went up stairs to her room now. I did as I was told because I felt that was the best way to appease her.
 
I went to the guest room and started to get undressed. I took off my clothes and looked at my self in the full length mirror. I saw a man in a matching bra and panty set. Thank God Christina did not buy me a padded bra it would have been seen by all. I was very turned on by what I saw in the mirror. I was getting a hard-on.
I knew in my mind that Christina and I were never going to be the same. But for some strange reason I felt this was going to be fun.

I went into the bathroom and on the counter was a brown bag. On the bag was a note it said Debbie open. Now I thought who the hell is Debbie? Then I realized that I was to be called Debbie for the weekend. I opened the bag and there were two cans of Nair.

I knew my task. I did as I was told and emerged a hairless sissy.
After the shower I went to the guest room again and on the bed was my outfit. I could not believe my eyes not only was there one of the bra and panty sets but a skirt a blouse and BREAST INSERTS. I could not believe this she wanted me to look the real part. I picked up the inserts and they were heavy and giggled like a real breast. So I started to get dressed.
 
When Steve stepped from the bedroom, Christina gave a long low whistle of appreciation. From the neck down he looked like a willowy girl. The inserts had filled out the front of his blouse in a very nice fashion. She stepped toward him.

In a low voice she said, "Mmm Debbie, you look good enough to eat!"

Stepping right up to him, she reached up and gave his new boobs a squeeze, then leaned forward and planted a kiss on each through the blouse. She reached up and snaked her hands into his hair and pulled his face to her level. Holding him by the hair, though being fairly careful not to pull to hard, she leaned forward and slanted her mouth across his.

It was a bit of a rough kiss, She drove her tongue into his mouth and explored him quickly, fluttering her tongue rapidly around his mouth. When she finally pulled back and released, her eyes were glazed with excitement and she was breathing quite heavy.

'Debbie' wasn't much better off, she seemed a little uncomfortable as she twitched a little standing there. Christina glanced down and saw the front of Debbies skirt stanging out from her body. She made a tisking noise, then jerked the front of the skirt up to see Debbies cock standing at attention and drooling a little.

She looked up and said, "Debbie, your clit looks funny from this angle, its all swollen! How can we expect to go anywhere with such a lewd display available?"

It took a second for her words to sink in, then like magic, the cock before her began to deflate. She figured that the connection had been made; Steve had heard and understood that Debbie was going out in public, and it made him nervous. She stood back up and said, "Thats better, now you can tuck it and nobdy will know about the bit of extra you have."

As Steve looked at her blankly, she sighed and shook her head. "For someone who likes panties, you sure don't know much about dress up you you? Hold your skirt up and I will show you."

She dropped to her knees andyanked his panties down. Apparently her presence down there was stimulating as Steves cock twitched and began to harden again. She stated, "Not a good idea, if it hardens I cant tuck it, it is going to get tucked tonight and I have a sure fire cure for hardness. If it gets to much harder, then I will have to flick it." Instantly it shrank again.

She reached up and cupped his balls, manuvering them around until she could tuck them up out of the way. Grabbing his cock, she pulled it down and under his balls which held them up out of the way. Telling him to spread his thighs a bit, she tucked his cock up into the place his ass cheeks started, then had him close up again. His pubic area was now flat and the lumps of his balls made what looked a bit like a pair of pussy lips. She tugged his panties back up and stepped back to admire her handywork, inviting Steve to do the same.

"Now you look like a real girl Debbie, touch it, see what you think." When that was done, she said for him to cook some supper, and left to go get dressed.

She wore a pair of skin tight black jeans and a sheer white top. A matching black thong and bra went on underneath. She wanted to stand out that night, for she had big plans for them but she needed attention to make it work.

coming back out, she found supper ready and they sat down to a leisurely meal. While they were eating, she told Steve that they were going to the bar that night, and he was going to have to dance...with anyone that asked him to. As he tried not to choke on his meal, she smiled at him and continued, "Oh yes Debbie, anyone that asks, but if they want to do more than dance, that is up to me. And if you are a very good girl, maybe you can have a reward when we get home. Maybe I will play with your clit, but we will see."

After supper, they went to the bedroom. Sitting at the dressing table, she used shadowing, powder and eyeshadow to turn Steve into a pretty woman. Looking at him critically, she decided he would pass all but the closest inspection other than his hair. A shoulder length blonde wig fixed that problem, then they were ready to go.

As they stepped into the club that night, all eyes were on them. They stood at the bar nursing drinks and people watching. It wasnt long before a cute young man cam up and asked Debbie to dance. Christina just smiled sweetly as Debbie looked at her helplessly and nodded to indicate she was to dance.
 
goig out

As I was getting dressed I felt different. I had dressed up many times before but this was way different. I looked at the clothes Christina had laid out. I had seen the panties and bra before but the other clothes I had not. They were quite feminine, a summery skirt and a light colored blouse. I picked up the panties and put them on then I picked up the breast forms it read 36C and they were heavy. I wondered how they would stay on.

Just then Christina came in my room. She saw the dilemma I was in and grabbed the breast and peeled the back off and slapped it on my chest. Then she did the other and wa la I was a breast toting man. Christina threw me the bra and said put it on. I did as I was told as with the rest of the clothes. Christina sat on the bed and watched me. It was very humiliating as well as stimulating. Up until now I had not paid attention to my dick/clit but it was starting to notify me that I liked this action. As Christina got up and crossed the room to me she grabbed my breasts both of them. She said they felt real and looked gooooood. I was caught off guard. Then she kissed me like she has never kissed me before. It was rougher and she was feeling me up the whole time.

My clit was really starting to respond but that would quickly end. As Christina stood before me and started to explain the evening we both noticed the tent in my dress. Christina was disgusted she started again and told me that we were going out. I kept listening to her then it hit me she said going out. My erection quickly subsided. Then Christina asked me a weird question, she asked if I tucked. I did not know what she was talking about. Then she said “for a guy who loves to be a girl you sure don't know a lot" I got mad and said I did not want to be a girl. Christina stopped me and pointed to the mirror. I was busted I was dressed as a girl telling my wife I was not. I shut up.

Christina said that this evening we are going to Fresno It is about 50 miles away we would hopefully not see anyone we know. Christina explained that I would dance with anyone that asked me no matter who and that if they wanted more she would make that decision. I said more, what the Hell are you talking about? Christina just rolled her eyes and said we'll see.

With that we were off. We went into the garage luckily the door was down. As I tried to drive Christina said "oh no I am the boss now you will never drive again unless I say.” So I got in as a passenger and tried to fasten my seat belt but had problems with the new developments up top. I finally got situated and we were off. It was still a little light out and I could make eye contact with people. But things were different, the women seemed to just acknowledge me. It was the men who had a different reaction. I was amazed at how they looked at me they stared and ogled me just like I did to other women. Oh shit they were picking up on me. Christina looked at me at that moment and said "see even the guys think your cute this is going to be simple." I said simple what do you mean Debbie said. Christina said you'll see as we prepared to enter.

Tonight was ladies night all ladies get in free. Well I thought here’s my first test. As we approached the entrance I hen became aware and got cold feet. Christina grabbed my hand and we entered the club. The bouncer was none the wiser and let us both in and told us to enjoy. Christina looked at him and said we will. Christina asked me if I thought he was cute. I said I don't know I don't look at men. She said you better start.

It was then that she reminded me of the rule I was to dance with anyone who asked. I hoped for a lesbian. No such luck after our second drink a man approached the table. I was embarrassed He looked at us both and said good evening. I thought he was going to ask Christina to dance nut looked at me and extended his hand to me. He said his name was Mike and Christina chimed in with this is Debbie and she loves to dance. He took me out on the floor. And I was a mess. I had only fantasized with this situation but here I was with my first man. I am glad Christina had tucked me. I was feeling the rush of blood to my clit. But when he asked me where I was from I was back to reality and no boner. As we danced I looked over at Christina. She was talking to a man. He looked as if he was picking her up I was jealous but considering I was dressed as I was and out with a man dancing I felt I should not be jealous I am getting what I deserve. After the song was over I approached our table the man was gone. I looked at Christina and she knew by my face I had enjoyed myself.
 
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