The wife and my self are very much into anything sexy, and seem to be able to tell each other any thing. so having been married for 4 years it was only time before we got mentioned that i loved the feeling of her satin knickers next to my cock as i made love to her. we got chatting and eventually i admitted that i loved to wear her gear when she was not home. she asked me how long i had been doing this and i told her it was from when we first met but really it all started in my mums gear which is how may tv/cd start. she asked me to go and dress for her there and then, i went upstairs and put on her basque, stockings, and thong, with a short pleated skirt and top. I came down into the lounge and she inspected me saying that i looked good but that i needed a wig and boots. She asked me if i felt and different and i said yes as it made me feel like a girly. She then got on her knees and gave me the best blow job ever until i spunked in her waiting mouth, she then came up and kissed me straight on the mouth, much to my disgust saying that if i loved to dress like a girl i would need to start behaving like one and this was just the beginning. A couple of days lated we went to town and visited shops where she baught me a wig then to an other shop for size 9 boots. (read next chapter to see what happened next)