I Am My Wife's Best Girlfriend

I stood under the shower head, watching my manly hair come off of my body, burning and tingling. It looked so weird, but it felt very sexy. I was beginning to feel a new sensation. I was getting in touch with my feminine side. I was letting down my guard as I dried off. I even began to wiggle my hips as I walked to our bedroom, my hand bent at the wrist.

"That's very good," my wife said, "I know you wanted to wear my underwear," she looked at me with a sad frown, "but I'm too small."

"Too bad," I said, slightly relieved, fun was fun, but I did not think I wanted this to go too far, I was liking it too much, wearing the underwear might put me over the edge, so to speak.

"Thankfully," she continued, "I've been dreaming of this moment for a long time, and I already have some clothes for you," she went to the closet and pulled out a bag . From the bag, she pulled out panties, bra, nylons and a makeup kit. I was suddenly terrified, she could see it in my face.

"Do you want to stop?" she asked, as I stood there, hairless, naked, with a throbbing hard on.

"No," I said meekly, as she took me by the elbow and led me to her make up table.

I sat down before the mirror. She applied foundation, lipstick, eye shadow and put lashes on my eyes. I could not believe how turned on I was as she finally put a blonde, long haired wig on my head. I looked so attractive, I turned my head in the mirror, checking the reflection.

I stood and she helped me into my panties and nylons, the sensations was keeping my cock rigid. she brought out a lifelike chest with two large breasts on it. She put it on me. It felt so lifelike.

"Do you like your tits, Joan?" she whispered as she rubbed them.

"They're fantastic," I began speaking in a softer, more feminine voice.

She showed me how to walk like a woman, by putting one foot directly in front of the other one, my ass swayed like any woman's does. My wife went to the bed, watching me walk and practice feminine gestures before she waved me over to the bed.