Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Clarification

Wait, before we move to the bedroom, just so we're clear, when I said we could fool around in there, you understand I don't mean that your little penis is going inside me, right? I mean, I'll let you undress me, we can kiss and cuddle, I might even touch that little thing once or twice, but you understand we're not having sex, right?


So Emily and her mother went shopping on Monday evening-yes I was a little jealous I didn't get to go, but it was mother-daughter time. Emily wanted to get a couple of skirts at a sale they were having at The Limited, ended up with a couple of really cute skirts for work which she tried on for me when she got home. 

But it's not the skirts I wanted to blog about, it was the dresses, something I didn't expect, didn't know about, until she walked out of the bedroom wearing this:


"Whoa," I said when she came into the living room, "that's not work appropriate."

She chuckled. "Yea, it's not for work."

"I guess every girl can use another black dress," I said, "but it's a bit formal."

"I know, I'm looking for a holiday dress, here, let me show you a red one."



"Sexy."

"Red's daring, I have something like it in black, too."


"Sexier," I nodded. 

She smiled again. "Think so? Apparently there's this work dinner, I wanted something sexy, but not too much."

"It...it's flattering," I looked her up and down. "Really flattering." 

"Let me show you another one," she started for the bedroom.

I picked up my phone, opened the calendar app. "When's this party," I asked, "it's not on the calendar." (We have a shared social calendar.) She came back wearing the last one:


"I like the lace." I looked down at my calendar again.

"Yea, it's not on the calendar, I don't know that it's really a spouse kind of thing, even if it was, you'd be bored, trust me. So I thought I'd...I mean, I thought I'd just go with Jeff."

Jeff, her little crush from work. A formal dinner party. And a sexy dress. Of course, of course.

"I mean, unless you'd rather I don't," she teased, "though something tells me you won't mind, will you?"

"Do you...do you really want to...to...?"

She smiled. "Maybe...maybe."

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Relenting

His wife relented, decided she wouldn't go through with her threat to make him wear a dress to the dinner party, but his relief was short lived when she showed him what she bought instead.


UPDATE: You can buy this here

Monday, November 25, 2013

Travel

Some wives worry when their husbands go off on a trip with the guys, but I don't think these two husbands will be getting into any trouble, not set off feminized and safely locked in their chastity cages.


Soft, just like it should be


Source | Red Lady Boy

Spanking

We've been playing around with spankings and erotic discipline and I came home today to find Emily sitting on the couch sans her skirt, waiting for me.

"What...what are you doing," I asked her.

"Waiting for you to get home."

"W...why?"

"What did I tell you about leaving the coffee grinder on the counter?"

"Um, to...to put it away."

"And is it away?"

"N...no."

"Come across my lap, love."


Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Window Shopping

"Look all you want, sissy, just so long as you understand you won't be touching."


Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Nerves

"Is...is it going to hurt," I asked, eyeing his erection nervously as he lowered his trousers and boxer shorts, understanding for the first time the difference between a man like him and a sissy like me.

"It might at first, yes," he nodded, "I'm not going to lie, but I promise if it does, you won't ask me to stop."



Monday, November 11, 2013

From Transamm, this is EXACTLY how I spent my Sunday, too.


I was up before Emily, dressed and showered, too. I slept in the guest room on Saturday night, the Maid's Quarters as we've taken to calling it; I usually sleep there the night before I'm "on duty" as Emily thinks it puts me in the proper frame of mind. "Plus," she's said, "a maid should be up well before her mistress" and it would be inexcusable for a maid to waken her mistress while dressing.

I was up at seven, showered and properly dressed by eight. Black satin French Maid's uniform, stockings, heels, etc., everything a proper sissy maid would wear. Which includes a chastity cage, too, as it has for months now.

I spent the first hour dusting and preparing breakfast, served Emily in bed promptly at nine. She was so appreciative, of course, but what woman wouldn't appreciate being waited on hand and foot.

The day was spent doing laundry, changing sheets, vacuuming, planning meals for the week. Well, my day. Emily's day was spent working out, reading the paper, watching Sunday Morning, and having a late lunch with some girlfriends.

Life is good when a woman has a sissy at home to take care of the house.

We had a simple dinner together, after, Emily watched some television while I performed more intimate duties for her, fantasized about release I knew would not come that day.

We slept together last night, both content, so utterly content. 

Source | Transamm

Femininity


Sometimes a strong women has a moment of weakness and will play with a sissy's clit