The private detective returns.

I arrived at my office, it was a typical wet April day, my secretary was sat at her desk, typing up a report to hand over to the authorities. I’d spotted a boat load of cigarettes and wine being unloaded, and not a booze cruise. I’d noticed the same every Thursday for the last six months. A one off I could ignore but over 20 someone was cheating the customs and excise. It’s always good to have a few brownie points to fall back on.

“Morning Carl”. Chloe greeted me handing my full coffee cup. “You have a 9:30 appointment with a Mrs Phillips.” She added.

“Thanks show her through when she arrives please.” I replied.

“I won’t have to, Mrs Phillips is behind you.” Chloe responded.

I turned to see a rather dowdy dressed female but her facial features couldn’t hide her beauty. A different outfit, with a make over guys would be falling at her feet.

“Good morning, Mrs Phillips, come through and you can tell me your problem and how I can help you. There’s no charge for a first visit but if I can help and take the case I’ll explain our charges.” I explained.

“Chloe, please bring a coffee through. Thank you.” I instructed. It’s always to be polite.

Sat across from me, my desk a barrier between us.

“Now how can I help you?” I enquired.

“I think my husband is having an affair. He goes out every Friday and says he is meeting work friends for a drink and a chat, but sometimes when he gets in I can smell perfume and once there was a trace of makeup on his collar.” Mrs Phillips informed me.

“Did you ask him about it?” I enquired.

“Yes, he told one of the girls had her birthday and was hugging everyone.” Was her response.

“Well that is a possibility, what would you like me to do?” I asked.

“Follow him to see where he goes and if it’s another woman, either warn her off or get me evidence to divorce him.” Mrs Phillips uttered with vengeance in her voice.

“Steady, let’s find out where he goes and what he does. Then we can formulate a plan of action. Now give me some details and perhaps a picture. I will follow him this Friday and report back to you on Monday.” I answered calming her down.

She gave me his car license number, a photo and the time he normally goes out.

I was all set to follow Mr Phillips on Friday night, unfortunately he had me fooled. He came out the front of his house and climbed aboard a rather smart motorcycle. I was in my car. He took off and was out of sight before I had a chance to catch him and follow. Knocking on Mrs Phillips door to explain that she hadn’t told me he had a motorcycle.

“Sorry I should have thought, come in and have a drink, of course I’ll pay for tonight, can you be available next Friday?” She apologised.

“I’ll take a rain check on the drink, but I will be back next week and I use my bike.” I replied. I had noticed curtains twitching across the road, I didn’t want to get roles reversed and be the subject of another investigation.

The following week I arrived and sat astride my bike waiting. 10 or so minutes later out he came. Got on his bike and rode away. I followed at a reasonable distance. He pulled outside a house about three miles from his own house. The door opened at he went in shaking hands with the guy who opened the door.

Looks like a guys card night I thought. I decided to wait a while to see if he left and went somewhere else.

I had been sat outside just out of sight for 45 minutes when the garage door opened. A two seater open topped sports car pulled out with two females. I got a chance to see inside momentarily and inside was a standard saloon car. Then the door closed again. Should I follow the car or wait for Mr Phillips to reappear. I decided to wait, fortunately it was a fine evening. It was about 4 hours before I heard the car return. The garage door opened and the driver backed in. Once again I saw the saloon car and I saw a gorgeous stocking clad leg in a high heel exit the passenger door before the garage door blocked my view. Within the next hour Mr Phillips came out putting his helmet on. I heard him call out. ‘See you next week mate’. Normal enough.

The following week I decided to follow the girls in the two seater, I had a suspicion of what was happening, but I needed confirmation.

I reported back to Mrs Phillips who was confused about why Mr had told her he was at a pub, when my investigation so far only had him spending the evening at a friends house.

The following week I was already at the friends house, back in my car as it was a wet evening. This time the two females exited in the saloon car. I followed again discretely, I was prepared for what I suspected. The saloon pulled into a pub car park and the girls exited showing lots of leg, even a glimpse of the darker welt of stocking tops. I followed them into the pub where it was packed. The girls had picked up a glass of a pink bubbly drink at the door. Selecting a glass myself I looked around at all the people. It was TV friendly night and some of the girls were stunning like Mr Phillips and his partner. My suspicions confirmed. I asked politely to join them, I too was dressed to the nines.

“Please may I join you, to take the weight off while wearing heels.” I requested.

“Please do.” Mr Phillips friend replied.

“I’m Carole.” I introduced myself.

Mr Phillips told me he was Pippa and her friend was Julia. We chatted for the evening. It was just before last orders I dropped the bombshell.

“Well Pippa or should I call you Mr Phillips.” I whispered quietly. “We need to come up with a plan to explain your actions to your wife who engaged me to check if you were having an affair.” I added.

“What you know my real identity.” Pippa stammered.

“Yes and I have a plan, but first I need to know if you two are in a sexual relationship.” I uttered quietly.

“I would love to, but Pippa loves his wife too much to play away.” Julia whispered back.

“Then next Friday I will turn up at your house and explain my idea that might just work. In the meantime go about your lives as if nothing has happened. I will report back that I suspect you spend the evening playing cards, oh and make sure you remove every trace of makeup and perfume before you go home.” I told Pippa as I stood and left.

Happy reading.

The following Friday I turned up fully dressed at Julia’s. Knocking the door I was ushered inside. Both Julia and Pippa were still in male garb.

“I’m a little overdressed for this.” I told them.

“We didn’t think we would need to change.” Pippa replied.

“It’s ok, I need to lay out my plan for you.” I answered.

Over the next hour I described how I thought it could work, if they both played their part, Pippa’s marriage should remain intact, but Julia might have to find a new girlfriend to go out with.

Monday mid morning I rang Mrs Phillips and informed her my twin sister would collect her on Friday evening and take her out to a semi secret place. She was to dress for a party where hopefully all would be explained and made clear.

Friday evening I arrived at Mr & Mrs Phillips house about 5 minutes after Pippa had left to change at Julia’s. I was dressed as Carole my invented twin sister. With my falsies and waist cincher I had a near hour glass figure. Knocking and being let in.

“You must be Carole, your brother spoke highly of you. You do look alike.” Mrs Phillips spoke as she opened the door.

“Hello, yes I’m Carole. Lots of people say we were born from the same mood.” I replied using my husky voice.

“Why don’t I come in while you get ready.” I offered.

“I am ready.” Mrs Phillips replied.

“Oh, I thought my brother said best party frock. That one looks a little plain, also if you don’t mind me saying, we can do something with your makeup. You have gorgeous bone structure, it would be criminal not to make full advantage of it.” I tentatively uttered.

Mrs Phillips stepped back and allowed me in. It take much persuasion to get her into her bedroom and walk-in wardrobe. One section had an array of gorgeous dresses.

“Oh these are just beautiful, you will having heads turning. Now off with that one.” I commanded.

“But, I don’t go for that type of dress, he bought them for me, like the underwear it’s too much like what parents would say a street girl wears.” She stated nervously.

“Nonsense it’s crying out to be worn.” I replied.

“I don’t know.” She was quite hesitant.

“Let’s get you changed and then you decide how you feel.” I offered.

“If you think it’s right.” She replied. Turning, she asked me to unzip her dress.

Her underwear was almost like a nights armour. I had unzipped her dress and reached out to help her with her underwear.

“You will need a different bra and definitely stockings, both will help you feel more feminine.” I offered.

Next I knew she was standing in front of me totally naked. Her thick tights and big knickers pooled on the floor her bra on top of her dressing table.

“If you select something from my underwear drawer, I’ll try it and see how I feel about it.” She suggested.

I opened the indicated drawer, oh wow there was some gorgeous lingerie.

I selected a white set of underwired bra 3/4 cup matching panties and suspender belt still wrapped in it’s see through bag. A fresh pair of sheer tan stockings. She quickly dressed in the lingerie. She sat at the dressing table and started her makeup. I helped with less is more. While she was putting her makeup on I chose a just above the knee length full skirted frock it had a bolero top to keep her a bit warm. Having brushed her hair into a full style she was ready. 3inch heels completed the outfit. We left together it had taken almost an hour to transform her. She looked stunning.

I drove to the pub as arranged with Pippa and Julia. Personally I would have rather laid her on her bed while she was still in only her lingerie and make her scream with pleasure.

Mrs Phillips was holding her dress down on her lap due to the fullness of her waist slip. We walked in arms linked. I spotted Pippa and Julia engrossed in conversation their drinks on the table. I ordered our drinks and approached them.

“May we join you?” I enquired. “It’s looking busy in here.” I added.

Julia answered with a yes. Pippa opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. As we sat Julia reached over and out of sight of Mrs Phillips closed Pippa’s mouth.

We sat and I introduced ourselves. Julia announced her name and introduced Pippa. We chatted all evening, Mrs Phillips did look at Pippa with interest but didn’t make the connection. At the end of the evening Julia invited us all back to her house, as previously arranged. I followed as if I didn’t know where we were going. Inside eventually Mrs Phillips couldn’t contain herself.

“You said everything would become clear, and I am still mystified.” She exclaimed .

“Darling do you really not recognise me.” Pippa or Mr Phillips uttered.

She looked at Pippa, studying her perfectly made up face.

“Oh my goodness, you’re, you are,  we are husband and wife.” Mrs Phillips announced, the shock in her voice evident.

“Yes darling, however I like to dress I. Feminine clothes and conversing with others of the same desires. I don’t have any sexual fantasies about them. I just love the sensual feel of the clothes.” Pippa announced.

“Perhaps you had better take me home, and we can discuss our future.” Mrs Phillips semi ordered.

“I’ll just go and change.” Pippa replied.

“No just get your male clothes you arrived in. You can drive me home dressed.” Mrs Phillips instructed.

“Oh, I’ve driven while dressed.” Pippa answered.

“Well you better get used to it, you’re going to be doing it a lot more. Oh forget your male clothes, take me home and straight to bed. You’re really turning me on. With the lingerie Carole chose for me. I need you soon, so grab your handbag and car keys and take me ……….home.

The Phillips left with Pippa driving in her heels, I hope they get home safely. It left with me still feeling horny. Julia turned to me and uttered those magic words. “As you and I have had a fair few drinks I think you had better sleep here tonight.”

I knew my drinks had been non-alcoholic, but I agreed with her and soon we were in bed together still in our skimpy lingerie. It didn’t take long before we were in a 69 position. Her uncut 6 inches firmly in my mouth as mine was in hers. I used my best action to make her cum first. Soon her cream was filling my mouth. I swallowed some but snowballed her with the rest.

“You haven’t cum yet sweetheart.” Julia uttered.

“Turn over, I know just where I want my cum to reside for the next few hours.” I instructed.

“Oh fantastic.” Julia told me excitedly, as she removed her thong completely and presented me with her pert bum and rose bud. I’m sure she made it wink at me. Crawling behind her, my panties removed I slowly entered her. She must have hoped for this, I’m sure was lubricated.

“Mmmm that is heaven, please make me your woman, fill me with cream.” Julia gasped.

I reached round her feeling for her limp cock. What I found was quite different. She was like a steel rod.

“It’s for you when you have filled me darling.” She whispered.

It didn’t take long for me to get the tingling sensation in my spine and tummy. I tensed as I fired my baby juice deep into her.

“Oh that is fantastic I can feel you pumping your sperm into me.” Julia gasped.

She fell forward as I slid out.

“Now it’s my turn, lay on your back. I want to see your face as we cum together.”  Julia instructed me.

“I don’t know if I can come again so soon.” I replied.

“Oh you will darling, you will.” She teased.

Julia lifted my legs and rested them on her shoulders. She ran her hands sensuously down my stockings to the welts and suspender clips. She snapped them against my bare flesh, making me jump. It had the desired effect for Julia as my exposed rose bud was now being probed by her rampant cock. She pushed a little and was soon past my sphincter and invading my inner space.

I’ve never felt so good as my internal muscles gripped her. Slowly she pulled back then slid forward. I laid back and closed my eyes in ecstasy. Oh she was good knowing just how to pleasure me.

“Open your eyes my sweet, and look at me.” Julia instructed me.

I did and saw the ecstasy on her face. She looked down at our locked loins. I followed her gaze and saw my own cock standing proud and leaking copious amounts of my fluid.

“Oh that’s never happened before.” I gasped watching my cock twitch.

We had been joined for about half an hour when Julia finally announced.

“I’m ready to fill you, if you’re ready.” She breathed heavily.

“Yes please, I’m ready.” I gasped as I struggled to hold on to my cum.

Julia grunted as she gave a final thrust and I felt her pumping her cream into me. It sent me over the edge my own cum oozing out of my mushroom shaped head. Julia grasped my cock scooping some of my cream then licked her fingers clean, she repeated the process until I stopped oozing.

“You produce the sweetest, tastiest cum I’ve had in a very long time. I hope you will visit me again.” Julia told me.

“Most definitely, we will arrange another date. I haven’t produced so much cream since I was in my  late teens and early twenties.” I answered.

Julia leant forward still quite firm inside me and kissed me firmly on my painted lips. Her tongue slipping into my mouth. I could taste my cum from it.

After she slowly slipped out of me leaving me feeling empty, yet full of her cum. We lay spooned together this time my deflated cock nestled between her bum cheeks. My hand cupping one of her breasts through her lacy bra. We fell asleep.

I was woken by Julia wriggling her buttocks against me. I murmured quite softly.

“Oh good you’re awake, and it feels like you want a repeat of last night. I certainly do.” Julia whispered.

Julia lifted her leg and reached for my cock. Before I knew what was happening she had impaled her cute feminine shaped buttocks reverse cowgirl on top of me. Then she began to rise and fall. The sensation was phenomenal and it didn’t take long for me begin to feel my seed begin it’s journey into Julia.

“I’m cumming.” I gasped as I lifted my hips.

“Me too, and that’s never happened to me before.” Julia almost screamed as her own cum spurted from her.

When we had both regained normal breathing, I requested to have a shower then return home, after making a date for another evening of passion.

Monday morning at around 10:00, Chloe called through that Mrs Phillips was here with another woman. She showed them in and instantly recognised Pippa and of course Mrs Phillips.

“We have come to settle our account. We are both extremely pleased with the outcome, perhaps we can thank Carole your twin sister personally for a job extremely well done.” Mrs Phillips announced.

“I will pass your thanks on, she isn’t in the office today.” I replied.

“Oh shame, I was hoping to meet her.” Mrs Phillips responded.

“Perhaps you could enlighten me of what she did. She hasn’t even told me.” I asked.

“I’ll go out and settle our account while Pippa tells you what happened.” Mrs Phillips told me.

She left my office and Pippa began.

“When we got home we went in and as soon as the door closed she ordered me to unzip her dress. Which she stepped out of then a full net waist slip. Her underwear was to die for. She turned me round and unzipped my dress and pushed it off my shoulders she lifted my full slip over my head. We were stood in our hall only in our lingerie and heels.

She continued her instructions by taking me to the bedroom. I was behind her watching her rear as we ascended the stairs, it had an effect on me. By the time we were in our bedroom I was tenting my bikini panties. Then she did something she has never done before. She pushed my panties down and sunk her lips over me. She sucked until I almost came. She then told me if I wanted to orgasm then I was to give her an orgasm with my tongue. I was overjoyed and standing I led her to the bed. I laid her down gently, then I began to kiss her tummy and down to the waistband of her panties. Using just my teeth I was able with a little of her help remove her panties. I spread her legs and kissed my way up her legs to her pussy pushing my tongue between her lips and into her juicy opening. I found her clit quite quickly and she began moaning and thrashing on the bed. She reached down holding my head, pushing me into her.

She wrapped her legs around me keeping up the pressure until I heard her muffled scream, as my ears were covered by her inner thighs. She relaxed her legs. Asking me if I wanted to have full sex of just oral. We had full sex, I filled her pussy with my juices. Then I returned to giving her oral sex. We have been like rabbits most of the weekend. Although on Saturday we went into the shops and purchased several full outfits for me. Dresses, lingerie, heels and makeup. Well I must go as I have been promised a blow job to completion.

Oh there is a very healthy bonus as a thank you Carole.” Pippa finished.

“You know?” I exclaimed.

“Of course, but your secret is my secret. Bye.”

TvCarole.

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