The next morning I woke up and put on a fresh pair of panties. I assumed since I ate out eve and Darryl said that I wanted to wear panties all the time I might as well do it. I got dressed and then made breakfast for Eve. She didn’t say anything about me eating her out or about the panties, I suppose she figured that the less we talked about it the less awkward it would be. I was still annoyed at Darryl for him ******** me to her like that though and I meant to go over to the gym to talk to him about it.
I went to the gym and met him there. He asked about how was everything at home and that he was sorry that he said what he said but he thought it was for the best for me to not bottle it up and now I can wear panties all I want. I accepted his apology and I told him about the talk that Eve and I had and that I guess I’ll wear panties all the time. He laughed a bit when I told him about me eating her out in my panties and when I told him how wet and horny she was. After that we had our work out. During the work out I noticed he seemed to be much closer to me than usual although it might have just been paranoia and like he always worked out this close to me but I just noticed it.
After the workout we got naked and hoped in the shower. This time though he started to wash me more than usual and I got hard. Before he would just ignore my hard on but this time he took my 4” penis in his large hand which made me feel so small and week and he started to jerk off me off. Between the moans I was letting out I started to protest but he just shushed me and told me to enjoy it. Which I did immensely. The orgasm I had from him jerking me off was the best I have had in my life up to that point. When I did I just melted and he held me and made me felt safe and happy.
As I was drying off Darryl said he had some presents for me. Hearing this made me happy and he said I looked cute when I smiled. I blushed, I should’ve been more embarrassed by this whole thing, especially after he just had his hands on my tiny penis but I was in the afterglow of the orgasm. He gave me the packaged and it was wrapped in pink paper with a black ribbon. I opened it and inside was a matching panty and bra set with stay up stockings. When I saw it Darryl said that if I wanted to I could try them on for him. The way he said it was so sweet and nice and like I didn’t want to insult him by saying no and while I was going out panty shopping those weeks before I thought about other lingerie, what it would be like to wear it. I put on the panties, making sure to tuck my penis just like Darryl had taught me. He helped me with the bra, it was an A cup and I didn’t feel it but it did kind of pushed up the fat I had on my chest. The best was the stay up stockings, the feeling of them rolling up my legs were electric. Once I had them on my legs I was rubbing my legs together and loving the feeling. When I was in the set Darryl asked me to pose for him to show off his presents. I did a few poses not even realizing how much of a girl I was acting at that moment. He complimented me on my weight loss that just made me feel even more of a natural high.
After the posing Darryl told me to put on my clothes over the set and hose. I was worried about the bra showing under my shit but he told me that it didn’t that reassurance was all I needed. He asked me if I wanted more. I nodded. He then said lets go shopping and that he was going to treat me. I was naturally nervous at this. I felt like I couldn’t say no to him since he was being so nice and sweet to me. We went to his car and we drove to a mall. There we went right to Victoria Secret. The image I had in my head of me and Darryl at Victoria Secret looking at panties, bras and stockings was embarrassing. A married white man with a tall in shape black man looking at lingerie. I naturally assumed anyone that saw us knew that these things were for me and I was all red but so turned on by the fact. Darryl bought me about 10 matching sets, 3 of them with garters and stockings. We got back to the gym, which in itself was humiliating because we walked through the gym with Victoria Secrets bags to his office for the other guys at the gym to see.
I gave him a bit of a fashion show and he complimented me on everything I wore. He told me that I could bring the panties home but he wasn’t going to tell Eve about my new gifts and that it would be up to me if I wanted to tell her. I told him it was all too much at once and that I would rather not tell her. I took my presents though and hide them in the trunk of my car, the same place I kept my panties although now I was going to keep those in my dresser since Eve knew about that.
The pattern for that week was I started to wear stockings under my male clothes at work. I didn’t wear the bras just because I was way too paranoid about it showing through my shirts. When I went to the gym now in the shower Darryl was jerking me off and I was loving it.
Friday night while at the gym Darryl told me he was coming over on Saturday for dinner again. Fear swept through me. After what happened at the last dinner I was afraid of what he would say or ****** next. I knew I couldn’t say no, I was getting myself deeper and deeper with him. He came over Saturday night and thankfully nothing happened. It was a normal meal and the only embarrassing thing to happen was he asked Eve if things have improved since I started to wear panties around her and she smiled and conformed that it had. Besides that, everything went normally and I was very thankful for that.
The next day I went to the gym, did our normal workout routine. We were in the shower together, I’ve been loving him jerking me off, even though waves of guilt would wash over me at the same time. One reason was from the situation that I had been digging myself into. The other was the fact that I haven’t jerked off Darryl yet. So Darryl was jerking me off and I touched his cock. It was so hot and wet in the shower and it was just amazing how heavy and big it felt compared to mine. As I touched it began to get better and harder. Darryl said thank you to me. I got his whole 10” fully hard both my hands had to be on it to jerk him. As I was jerking him though he put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down to my knees. I was in a trance focusing on his cock and I let him push me down on my knees. I was there starting right at his cock and looking up at him while he looked down on me with the water going over our bodies. While I was looking up at him and with my hands on his cock he just looks down and tells me that I know to do. I then kissed his cock. I was just a little peck on the head. I looked up and he said again that I knew what to do. I opened my mouth and took him into it. He moans out that I’m a good girl. The first time he refers to me as a girl. Having his cock in my mouth turns me on so much. It is so hot to know that I was making him horny. I move my tongue under the head jerking him off with one hand while my other plays with his balls a bit. It was such a hot erotic moment that I just was living in that moment right then. It didn’t matter that I was married and a father. No I was his girl at that moment and I loved it. I gave him head for about 20 minutes, as he got closer he put his hands behind my head and started to push himself down deeper in my throat, I guess I got about 6” of him inside my mouth before I started to gag and then he would let up and have me be able to breathe more. He started to tense up and told me that I was supposed to keep his cum in my mouth.
He cums and I want to swallow just out of a natural instinct but I don’t, some of it dribbles out of my mouth as he pulls out. He tells me to open my mouth to show him his cum in my mouth. I do and then he tells me to swallow and that I must always swallow his cum. I nodded, the scope of what I had just done washes over me like the water that is still following over our bodies. I’m still on my knees and I asked him are we gay now? He laughed and said no, that he was straight and loved feminity and women. He then said that if he loved girls and I just sucked his cock that I must be a girl then. He then told me to tell him that I was a girl. I repeated that I was a girl humiliating by the whole situation. He said that if I was a girl that I must have a girl’s name. He then told me that he would now call me Diane in private.