Plumber's Mate

by Karin Roberts

 

"See you later tonight dear" my wife shouted as she headed of to work. I rose quickly and waved to her as she walked down the path. She was working till 10:00pm tonight so with the kids at there

Grandparents I had the whole day to indulge myself in my favourite hobby.

For as long as I can remember I have been fascinated by women's clothing and started dressing in my mother's clothes at around 7 or 8 years of age. Like all TV's I agonised over my strange obsession and it was not until a number of years later when on a visit to London I had encountered others like me. We had been visiting friends and they took us to Soho where we went to a club the drag cabaret was

Mind blowing but the other TV's who were there on the night took most of my attention. At last I knew I was not alone. Looking at those that were there that night I realised that I was really quite good at this and in many cases was far more passable than those on view. So my hobby continued.

Now that I had the house to myself for the rest of the day it was a perfect opportunity to have a day En-femme. Although these days have become much more frequent I have not yet been able to share my secret with my wife and keep my little secret hidden from her.

I took a quick shower then shaved my legs and arms, being a keen swimmer I had convinced my wife that this was of benefit when swimming and in any case had never really developed a lot of body hair.

I moved back to the bedroom and opened my wife's closet. Both of us are slim and of similar build so I can dress in most of her outfits. Opening her lingerie drawer I selected a pair of white satin panties and matching padded bra. I laid them carefully on the bed and then looked for the outer outfit for the day. Being housewife for the day there was no need for the real glamour look but I selected a black knee length pencil skirt and a tight white sweater with a white patent belt. For shoes I choose a pair of 3 ½ heeled black suede shoe and laid them by the bed.

Returning to the dressing table I began my make over. I squirted some of her foundation on to my finger tips and massaged it in to my face the way I had watched her do it many times. Once complete I brushed some powder over my face and a little rouge to give my cheeks some colour. I applied some pink eyeshadow and some mascara to thicken my eyelashes. I found a rather strong pink lipstick and applied it carefully to my lips before brushing on some clear lip gloss. Happy with my look I returned to the closet and removed the dark long length wig that my wife had bought for a fancy dress party we had attended earlier this year. We had both gone as the Addams family her as Morticia, I carefully brushed it out and then fixed it to my head.

Returning to the bed I picked up the lingerie and marvelled at its softness. I drew the panties up my legs and felt familiar stirring's in my groin. Plenty of time for that I thought and ignored the feeling and continued. Taking out a pair tan hold up stockings I rolled them up my legs and let the band settle on my thighs. I clipped the bra in place and moved to the bathroom. Filling two ballon's left over from the children's birthday party I carefully inserted them into the bra. Happy with the bouncing effect they gave when I walked I returned to the bedroom and continued to dress. I slipped in to the skirt and sipped it up and covering my face to ensure that no make up got on the sweater I pulled it over my head. I tightened the belt to accentuate my waist and then moved back to the dresser to complete the illusion. Taking out the false nails that my wife had also bought for the party I carefully glued them in place and painted them a deep pink shade. Once they were dry I popped a string of pearls round my neck and some pearl clip on earrings a watch and a couple of gold bangles.

Taking the shoes I slipped my feet into them and moved to the mirror. Looking back was a nice looking lady in many ways not that un-similar to my wife only with slightly longer hair than usual.

Going downstairs I began the daily chores of vacuuming the carpets and clearing away the morning breakfast thing's careful not to break my nails. After around an hour I thought it was time for a coffee and have a look at the morning paper. I filled the kettle and waited for the water to boil. Pouring the coffee I sat on a high stool at the breakfast bar crossing my legs to feel the delicious feeling of nylon on nylon. Picked up the paper and lit a cigarette. Minutes later the doorbell rang "Oh god who could that be." Ignoring it I sat motionless and waited for them to go away. Minutes ticked buy and then there was a sharp rap at the window behind me. I turned quickly and a man stood smiling at the window. "Oh shit" I said as it suddenly hit me that my wife had mentioned as I drifted of to sleep last night that the plumber was coming to repair the washing machine. Sitting still like a scared rabbit in headlights I watched as he gestured for me to open the back door. What can I do he's seen me can I pull this off.

Standing I moved towards the door and unlocked it and stepped back. "Thought there was no one in for a second love, come to fix your machine" he said. "Come in" I replied in my best female voice.

He moved in to the kitchen and placed his toolbox by the machine, whistling away he started to work while I nervously finished my coffee and puffed on another cigarette. "Any chance of a coffee" he said and I got up to make him one. Once it was made he left the machine and came and sat opposite me at the breakfast bar. "Can I smoke he asked" , "OK" I said. He pulled out his cigarettes and offered me one nervously I took it and he flicked his lighter for me. I inhaled and blew a cloud of smoke into the air. He must have noticed my hand shaking and said "It's ok there's no need to be nervous you see everything in this job and I am pretty open minded. Just last week I visited a house in that new estate by the river. Rang the bell , no reply, but I could here some moaning and thought maybe someone was hurt so I looked in the window. Strangest site here's this guy lying tied up in a dress with his wife or somebody else going hammer and tong's at him with a strap-on dildo. Left them to it didn't want to disturb the moment. "Thank's I said, the wife dosen't know about this" We chatted for a while over another coffee and cigarette while he confessed that a former girlfriend had once dressed him up and he had quite liked it and tried it again a couple of times while she was out.

"Look" he said "I need to order a part for the machine so can't finish it today", standing I said "That's ok" and took our cups over to the sink. As I placed them in the sink he stood behind me and I felt an arm go round my waist moving closer he crushed me to the sink. "What are you doing" I asked. "Just thought an attractive woman like you might want to feel like a real lady" His hand moved slowly down the front of my skirt before slipping up my thigh. I had never contemplated this before but was becoming aroused. "Thought so he said as he felt the hardness through my panties". He slipped back my hair and gently kissed me on the neck. Slowly turning me round me crushed his lips to mine and I found our tongue's interacting together his driving deeper in my mouth all the time while his hand traced it's way up my body and he gently squeezed my breast.

I found myself stroking his thigh and his hardness pressed against me. I slipped from his grasp and slid to my knees where I tore open his overalls and plunged my long nails into his pants pulling free his erect member. Slowly my tongue played around it's edge before I swallowed it all. Sucking wildly within minutes I could feel it pulse and erupt in my mouth. "Oh god you're good at that" he cried.

Helping me to my feet he led me over to the kitchen table and slowly bent me over it. Slipping my skirt to my waist he lowered my panties and plunged in to me. "Harder" I cried as he moved in and out of me. Within minutes again I could feel his hot fluid discharge inside me and trickle down my leg. We parted and stared at each other for minutes, "I've never done that before" I stammered. "Well you certainly know how to please your man " he said. "Look as I said I need to get a part for that machine it will take about a week. Same place same time next week ? he asked. "Definitely" I replied and following a long lingering kiss he collected his tools and left "Wear something sexy next week babe", "I will" I said and as I watched him leave a smile crossed my mouth with thoughts of next week.

  

  

  

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