Tuesday morning and work came and I was tired. My wife Emma had come home late from yoga again. She had slipped under the covers. I had pretended to sleep.
She and her friends were really staying out late after yoga. Must have been having a good time. I was not asleep yet as I had been going over the most recent events in my mind.
Naughty had revealed himself/herself to Denise.
She took it really hard at first. She did not want her boyfriend, mother or church pastor, or anyone for that matter to see her fucking a black man, as that was taboo to her family and friends, so she did agree to do whatever Naughty had asked.
The first thing? Denise had to blow me.
That was hot.
I had wanted to do that since the day I met her. But not since I am married. She got so into it and stuck her finger in my ass. I shot a full load, a really full load. She then shared it with me. I was dressed in my lingerie, as usual.
I was getting used to wearing lingerie.
That was bothering me, maybe more than having to wear them for Naughty. Pink or white - lacy bra that fit me well, lace trim panties, lacy garter belt and sheer stockings. On top of that I had to wear high heels whenever I did something sexual.
Even if it was just masturbating with my lingerie on.
I remembered the first time I wore them to the bathroom at work - I felt as though everyone was looking at me. But none were. I was so nervous in the stall I sat in to pee.
Yes sat to pee like a woman.
Now, I never even think of using the urinal. Now I am not afraid of being caught when others come into the bathroom. I just keep things covered with my pants and go about doing my business. Like a woman. That was bothering me.
The only time I really noticed them on me was when I was servicing Mike's cock. Or eating out Denise. Or, when they were not on me because I was at home. Part of me missed them then. Every time I considered that feeling I shuddered.
A man should not miss wearing stockings or a bra.
A real man should not.
When I walked up to my office and Denise's desk, she rose to meet me. She did not have the same twinkle to her eyes and she looked tired as well.
"A package arrived just after I got here," Denise said.
"Any emails?" I replied.
"Only work ones," she came back with.
"Ok, bring it into my office and close the door," I said quietly and then went in.
It was 8:50 am.
Denise closed the door behind her and stood there with the package. I motioned for her to set it down on my desk as I fired up my computer.
"I fucked my boyfriend last night," Denise blurted out. "It was just ok. He came. I didn't. I just faked it. I feel ashamed to admit it, but his cock did not excite me like it used to. I don't know what to do." She looked down at her feet.
"Denise, I do not know what to tell you. All I know for sure right now is that we need to keep doing whatever Naughty asks. Either he/she will end it or we will find a way to. Until then -"
"Until then we don't tell our partners but we keep having our affair and keep taking Mike's large cock and all his seed," Denise interrupted.
"We have been doing the same thing with each other as people who are starting an affair do. You have eaten me and I have eaten you. We have kissed. You are attractive, don't get me wrong, but I do love my boyfriend. I don't want to lose him. And you said you love your wife and family too," Denise added.
"I have never cheated before. It was so hot at first to participate with you and Mike. Now that reality has set in, I feel odd inside," Denise finished with.
"Come here," I said tenderly. She did and I took her in my arms and held her.
I looked over at the clock. 8:59. I let go of her and sat down at my desk.
An email from Naughty had arrived.
"Log in to chat as usual. Don't open the package yet."
I did and turned my camera on as expected.
"Good morning Shauna. First put your lingerie on."
Even though I have done sexual acts with Denise and she had seen my penis and me in lacy underthings, it felt awkward to change with her there.
She helped me by taking my man clothes and piling them neatly on the couch.
I first put on my pink garter belt. I got it hooked first try. With Denise there watching me, I got semi-erect almost right away as I touched this first piece of my lingerie.
Then I carefully pulled my first stocking up my leg. It felt so smooth to my touch. I attached the garters to it to keep it in place. Part of me admired it as it looked sexy on my leg. I noticed that it had a slight run in it.
"That's just going to get bigger and worse," offered Denise. She was preparing my other stocking for me, inspecting it as she went.
I pulled the second one up my leg and was relieved to see that it was still good.
Relieved that my stocking was good. That felt odd.
I attached the garters to the second one. I then pulled my pink panties up and over my hardening cock. As my panties had passed over my stockinged legs, the sheerness of my legs felt wonderful. Part of me still felt awkward to have those feelings. It felt odd too that Denise was there.
I then put my bra on.
Got the snaps first try, as had been the case lately.
I felt awkward standing there in front of Denise, in front of the camera, wearing only pink lingerie. My pink lingerie. As Denise was handing me my shirt, I saw that Naughty typed something.
"No clothes yet. Lingerie only."
Lingerie only? What if someone came by? Denise is not at her desk. They might just pop in! That thought terrified me immediately.
I felt every inch of my body that was covered by lingerie.
And every inch that wasn't.
Naughty must have seen the look on my face and continued.
"Open the box, there are things there for the both of you to use before you get dressed."
That both calmed me and made me more anxious at the same time. I looked at Denise and she looked nervously quizzical now. Things for us she must be thinking.
I opened the box and moved the packing aside. We both looked in as I felt around in there. I found something soft and rubber like. Then felt others. I pulled them out.
"Butt plugs!" exclaimed Denise quietly, her eyes wide open.
There was a slim one, a larger one and an even larger one. Butt plugs. Likely for my ass. Likely so that Mike can start fucking me without hurting my ass with his big black cock.
My heart dropped into my stomach.
I went through the box further. I pulled out a leather harness and another rubber piece, shaped like a cock. And a bottle of lube, something that said 'toy cleaner', a small box that said enema bulb and some feminine pads. There also was a small blue oval shaped item and two controllers. One pink and one blue.
"Now be especially careful with those controllers. They cost me a lot," typed Naughty. "They work up to a distance of 25 yards."