Under her dress she had on a long-legged panty corselette, with flesh coloured seemed stockings.ĭave smiled, and told her he would be glad to see such a lovely woman welcome him when he got home.Īfter Dave left, she gave his kitchen and living room a thorough going over. She wore white three-inch heels on her feet. The dress was held out with a wide net petticoat. She wore a dark blue flower pattern "June Cleaver" dress. After 45 minutes she nervously came downstairs. She travelled to his house early the next morning. Kirsty told Dave she always longed to be a housewife.ĭave smiled, and told her she would make a lovely wife and he would be honoured to have her live out her fantasy with him. This was just what she wanted, just to be with a man as a woman.ĭave opened the door he was a 40-year-old well-built builder, a little overweight, just like her. He said he would cook for her and would not expect anything more. He said he wanted to meet her just to chat. He said he could see what a beautiful sexy woman she was. Them, but they taught her what men liked.ĭave Rogers contacted her asking if she was genuine. She had a few awkward meetings with several men. Most of the messages were from men who just wanted sex. She wanted to be treated as a woman, she wanted to be cared for and admired. She had over seventy messages! Mostly from men who wanted her to do very naughty things to, and for them. When she arrived home from work she checked the site. As she spent every minute she wasn't working dressed as a woman, she thought no gay man would want her. Never having had a girlfriend, she assumed she may be gay, but she thought gay men did not like women. After she created an account under the name of Kirstywife, she posted some pictures of herself fully dressed and in her sexiest undies. One day while she was searching for retro underwear online, she discovered a contact site where people like her posted pictures of themselves. She had girdles, petticoats and house dresses. Her choice of fashion was mainly 50's or 60's housewife. As she walked about the tugging of the Elastic moved her silky knickers across her small, erect clit. She loved to keep her suspenders tight on her stockings. She preferred French knickers, silk was her favourite material.
She accumulated a large collection of frilly underclothes. Now (s)he liked to live as women whenever she could.
When he left home and lived alone, this gave her the space and privacy to dress as he liked. How good must it be wear clothes like this all day? But he was fascinated by the frothy, frilly and silky things he saw. "He" had learned early on that it was "dirty" to look up lady's skirts. This was what she had always dreamed of, wanting to be a good traditional housewife. "You sit down and relax, I'll bring you in a beer," she said, smiling to herself. "Hard day, still trying to catch up from last week, I'm tired and ready for a rest," said Dave. "Good thanks honey how was work?" she replied. "Hi babe, how have you been today?" he said. She heard the front door close Dave was home.