Goldilocks - by TVWill
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Jenny and I were late for our party. 8:00 sharp it started and it was already 8:10. But I'm skipping ahead, let me start at the start...
It was Thursday when she said about a fancy dress party at her friend Jo's house. She'd invited us over and said it was themed on “Characters from fiction”. There would be the inevitable Supermen, James Bond's and Gandalf's. Jenny had told me she was going as Little Red Riding Hood and we'd discussed my going as Fred Flintstone. Jenny adores these kind of parties and I was a little shocked to see that her outfit was a very short sexy version, although really turned on my her dressing sexily so all the other guys could see her looking so horny.
On the Saturday, tonight, I saw what she'd ordered for me. It wasn't the massive foam head of Fred Flintstone, nor even the head of Barney, his gormless companion. It was an even sexier outfit than hers! It was a Golilocks outfit, complete with fluffy petticoat, white stockings and knee high white high healed boots. She'd giggled as I opened the eBay'd parcel and I felt an rage of embarrassment and concealed excitement as she showed me the dress. She had a glint in her eye I'd never seen before and she jumped up and said with such enthusiasm than we ought to get dressed straight away.
I was so blown away by her excitement that I was drawn into it. It would be fun to play such a naughty part, and if it turned her on so much... then what would the sex be like later?!? She tolk me upstairs and we tolk a bath together. She shaved her legs and then looked at me with that same surprising wicked look in her eyes saying, “go on! I'd love to see you with smooth legs!”. Feeling quite turned on by the idea of being girlishly smooth and Jenny being so turned on by the idea, I eagerly tolk the razor and shaved my legs. She laughed and splashed me as I stroked the blade up my legs.
Suddenly she jumped out of the bath and with a quick kiss, she popped off into the bedroom to get ready.
Left alone, I felt my smooth legs and felt a sudden thrill of sexual pleasure. 'Why don't I surprise Jenny with doing all of my body?' I thought. She'd be so shocked! I grinned to myself and began smoothing my whole body. First the feet, chest, armpits, arms... everything. My face I shaved smoother than I've ever tried and it came out almost as soft as Jenny's!
Jenny came into the bathroom just as I was finishing, as the shock I felt sent both a plumetting fear and a deap thrill of sexual pleasure through me. She looked like a really hot stripper! I felt my erection pump up as she gasped with girlish fun and burst out with giggles as she saw my freshly pink and hairless body.
“You LIKE it!!” She accused.
“Ermm... I thought.. it...” I stumbled for words as she laughed triumphantly.
“No darling! I love it! You look gorgeous! Now get out of the bath, I can't wait to see you in the outfit!”
Jenny helped me into the stockings, dress and boots... then admired her work.
“It needs a little bit more...” She wondered aloud, as if she hadn't already organised this to happen.
She brought out a girlish wig and her box of makeup. I began to feel a little bit worried, thinking this was going a bit far.
“Don't worry honey, which will look better? You looking like a man in a Goldilocks dress, or a pretty girl are sexy for a party?”
I felt another surge of thrill as her logic overwhelmed me and I realised that I was enjoying it.
After Jenny was finished I was aghast when I looked in the mirror and instead of the man I expected to see, instead there stood a sexy girl looking like (albeit a much less sexy version than Jenny) of a stripper too!
That's when we get back to the start of our story. It was about 8:30 than we arrived at the party and the host Jo was graciously about our lateness. We milled around and so many guys were checking out Jenny! I couldn't help but feel jealous and turned on by their interest, especially when she outrageously flirted back with them. What was strange was than many guys were checking me out too! It felt weird and quite gratifying that my work when dressing up had paid off, but felt like Jenny and I were being moved apart somehow. It was like we were two girlfriends on the pull rather than husband and wife.
It was 11:30 when Jo said we were all off to a nightclub. I pushed through the throng of crowds to Jenny, who was chatted to a very tall black man called Simon. Simon looked quite irritated to be interrupted, he'd obviously thought how annoying it was to be interrupted by one of Jenny's girl friends when she should be able to see that she was flirting with him. I told Jenny it was time to go home and she beamed at me;
“This is the bit I've been looking forward to Lucy!” She exclaimed, making my new name up on the spot “I'm sure you'll have fun too!”
The crowd surged onwards and Simon politely squeezed past me with Jenny laughing on his arm.
The nightclub was everything I hate about them. Loud, squashed and no where to sit. I'd completely lost sight of Jenny. As I pushed around the dance floor, a guy who must've been 6 foot 4 tolk my hand. He mouthed “Wanna dance?”, I mouthed “no” back and carried on looking for Jenny.
It was half an hour later before I found myself at the bar, exasperated at not finding my wife that I was next to the same guy from the dance floor again.
“Hi” he said. I felt a sudden panic that he might realise I was a guy dress as a girl and punch me for the deception. I'd lost completely all the other people from the fancy dress party and on my own I felt vulnerable.
“Hi” I responded in as demure a way as I could, trying to continue the deception until I could get away.
“Love the outfit, really slutty!”
I had no idea how to respond and came back with a pathetic “Thanks”.
“Wanna drink?” He asked, towering over me I felt obliged to say yes.
After having a drink with him for a short while, it must've been 10 minutes or so, he asked me to dance. A wild idea came to me, partly from the fear of his size and strength, partly from the alcohol and mostly from the irritation at my wife for having deserted me at this stupid nightclub, lastly from a deep desire, I said yes.
He tolk me to the middle of the dance floor and instead of dancing opposite me as you would normally, me held me close and ground himself in-towards my body. His hand slid under my petticoat and stroked my new smooth arse.
It was then that I got the shock of all shocks. My suddenly appeared opposite me as Simon held her on the dance floor, one hand under her arm-pit, then other hand between her legs.. kissing her deeply and rub her under that sexy red dress.
It was unreality for me and I stood watching. My dance partner Cal, smiled at me and squeezed my arse cheek appreciatively, obviously thinking I was enjoying the open display of sex on the dance floor.
In the unreality, Cal just kept us dancing alongside Jenny and Simon until my horror grew when Jenny opened her eyes and looked right at me.
Hope you like it!
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Jenny and I were late for our party. 8:00 sharp it started and it was already 8:10. But I'm skipping ahead, let me start at the start...
It was Thursday when she said about a fancy dress party at her friend Jo's house. She'd invited us over and said it was themed on “Characters from fiction”. There would be the inevitable Supermen, James Bond's and Gandalf's. Jenny had told me she was going as Little Red Riding Hood and we'd discussed my going as Fred Flintstone. Jenny adores these kind of parties and I was a little shocked to see that her outfit was a very short sexy version, although really turned on my her dressing sexily so all the other guys could see her looking so horny.
On the Saturday, tonight, I saw what she'd ordered for me. It wasn't the massive foam head of Fred Flintstone, nor even the head of Barney, his gormless companion. It was an even sexier outfit than hers! It was a Golilocks outfit, complete with fluffy petticoat, white stockings and knee high white high healed boots. She'd giggled as I opened the eBay'd parcel and I felt an rage of embarrassment and concealed excitement as she showed me the dress. She had a glint in her eye I'd never seen before and she jumped up and said with such enthusiasm than we ought to get dressed straight away.
I was so blown away by her excitement that I was drawn into it. It would be fun to play such a naughty part, and if it turned her on so much... then what would the sex be like later?!? She tolk me upstairs and we tolk a bath together. She shaved her legs and then looked at me with that same surprising wicked look in her eyes saying, “go on! I'd love to see you with smooth legs!”. Feeling quite turned on by the idea of being girlishly smooth and Jenny being so turned on by the idea, I eagerly tolk the razor and shaved my legs. She laughed and splashed me as I stroked the blade up my legs.
Suddenly she jumped out of the bath and with a quick kiss, she popped off into the bedroom to get ready.
Left alone, I felt my smooth legs and felt a sudden thrill of sexual pleasure. 'Why don't I surprise Jenny with doing all of my body?' I thought. She'd be so shocked! I grinned to myself and began smoothing my whole body. First the feet, chest, armpits, arms... everything. My face I shaved smoother than I've ever tried and it came out almost as soft as Jenny's!
Jenny came into the bathroom just as I was finishing, as the shock I felt sent both a plumetting fear and a deap thrill of sexual pleasure through me. She looked like a really hot stripper! I felt my erection pump up as she gasped with girlish fun and burst out with giggles as she saw my freshly pink and hairless body.
“You LIKE it!!” She accused.
“Ermm... I thought.. it...” I stumbled for words as she laughed triumphantly.
“No darling! I love it! You look gorgeous! Now get out of the bath, I can't wait to see you in the outfit!”
Jenny helped me into the stockings, dress and boots... then admired her work.
“It needs a little bit more...” She wondered aloud, as if she hadn't already organised this to happen.
She brought out a girlish wig and her box of makeup. I began to feel a little bit worried, thinking this was going a bit far.
“Don't worry honey, which will look better? You looking like a man in a Goldilocks dress, or a pretty girl are sexy for a party?”
I felt another surge of thrill as her logic overwhelmed me and I realised that I was enjoying it.
After Jenny was finished I was aghast when I looked in the mirror and instead of the man I expected to see, instead there stood a sexy girl looking like (albeit a much less sexy version than Jenny) of a stripper too!
That's when we get back to the start of our story. It was about 8:30 than we arrived at the party and the host Jo was graciously about our lateness. We milled around and so many guys were checking out Jenny! I couldn't help but feel jealous and turned on by their interest, especially when she outrageously flirted back with them. What was strange was than many guys were checking me out too! It felt weird and quite gratifying that my work when dressing up had paid off, but felt like Jenny and I were being moved apart somehow. It was like we were two girlfriends on the pull rather than husband and wife.
It was 11:30 when Jo said we were all off to a nightclub. I pushed through the throng of crowds to Jenny, who was chatted to a very tall black man called Simon. Simon looked quite irritated to be interrupted, he'd obviously thought how annoying it was to be interrupted by one of Jenny's girl friends when she should be able to see that she was flirting with him. I told Jenny it was time to go home and she beamed at me;
“This is the bit I've been looking forward to Lucy!” She exclaimed, making my new name up on the spot “I'm sure you'll have fun too!”
The crowd surged onwards and Simon politely squeezed past me with Jenny laughing on his arm.
The nightclub was everything I hate about them. Loud, squashed and no where to sit. I'd completely lost sight of Jenny. As I pushed around the dance floor, a guy who must've been 6 foot 4 tolk my hand. He mouthed “Wanna dance?”, I mouthed “no” back and carried on looking for Jenny.
It was half an hour later before I found myself at the bar, exasperated at not finding my wife that I was next to the same guy from the dance floor again.
“Hi” he said. I felt a sudden panic that he might realise I was a guy dress as a girl and punch me for the deception. I'd lost completely all the other people from the fancy dress party and on my own I felt vulnerable.
“Hi” I responded in as demure a way as I could, trying to continue the deception until I could get away.
“Love the outfit, really slutty!”
I had no idea how to respond and came back with a pathetic “Thanks”.
“Wanna drink?” He asked, towering over me I felt obliged to say yes.
After having a drink with him for a short while, it must've been 10 minutes or so, he asked me to dance. A wild idea came to me, partly from the fear of his size and strength, partly from the alcohol and mostly from the irritation at my wife for having deserted me at this stupid nightclub, lastly from a deep desire, I said yes.
He tolk me to the middle of the dance floor and instead of dancing opposite me as you would normally, me held me close and ground himself in-towards my body. His hand slid under my petticoat and stroked my new smooth arse.
It was then that I got the shock of all shocks. My suddenly appeared opposite me as Simon held her on the dance floor, one hand under her arm-pit, then other hand between her legs.. kissing her deeply and rub her under that sexy red dress.
It was unreality for me and I stood watching. My dance partner Cal, smiled at me and squeezed my arse cheek appreciatively, obviously thinking I was enjoying the open display of sex on the dance floor.
In the unreality, Cal just kept us dancing alongside Jenny and Simon until my horror grew when Jenny opened her eyes and looked right at me.