Becoming Her Wife Ch 02

Part 2

It took us just about an hour to get to her house in the hills of Oakland.

"I can see why you didn't want to drive back and forth, it's quite a drive." I

told her as we pulled into her driveway.

"You should try it during rush hour, or any time of the day. There was

very little traffic this time of day." She said as she pulled the car into the

garage and got out. I got the bags out of the trunk and followed her inside.

Her house was twice the size of my family's home that I grew up in. Best

rough estimate it was three thousand square feet. The first room we came to was

the kitchen. It was set up for gourmet cooking. All the appliances were

stainless steel and commercial quality. It had granite counter tops and white

cabinetry.

We moved passed the living room, which was done in French provincial

style, through the entertainment room and into the master bedroom. She opened an

armoire and told me to put my things in it. When I emptied the suitcase that she

had packed I notice that there weren't any of my boxers. Which wouldn't be that

big of a problem except I didn't own any pajamas. I figured I could sleep in the

nude if I wasn't sleeping with her.

"Where am I sleeping?" I asked

"Here with me."

"Well you forgot to pack my boxers and I don't have any pajamas." I told

her

"Oh did I. Let me think. Tomorrow we can go out and get you some new ones.

No sense driving back across the bay just for those. For tonight oh I know Misty

leaves some here for when she visits." She said as she went into another

bedroom. A minute or so later she came back with a set of pink satin woman's

pajamas.

"I can't wear these. Their women's pajamas" I told her

"Sure you can no's one going to see you except me. Besides I think you'll

love the way they feel on you." I was going to argue with her but I really

didn't see much sense to it. I knew that in the end I was going to be wearing

them, mostly because I didn't have anything else.

While Josie went to take a shower I sat and contemplated what she had told

me earlier about me being submissive to her. I had to agree that I did always

deferred to her judgment and I always did as she asked. Just like I always did

what my lover wanted regardless of what I wanted. I just wanted to please them

and I found pleasure when they were pleased with me. I started to wonder if

there was something wrong with me. If I should seek professional help, but Josie

said she liked me this way. I know a lot of women that like me was because I

pleased them, so what was wrong with it. My one question I couldn't answer was

do dominant women marry submissive men, or do they eventually seek out men that

are stronger willed. Of cause I couldn't answer that question so I was left with

a nagging doubt.

After taking my shower I went to put on the top of the satin pajamas under

it I found a pair of pink panties with a note from Josie. In it she said it

would give her great pleasure if I put on the matching panties, she thought I

would love the way they feel, but if I didn't feel comfortable wearing them she

would understand.

I was torn; I wanted so much to please her. She always seemed so happy

when she had gotten her way. I also feel strongly that a guy wasn't supposed to

wear anything close to this. The pajamas were bad enough but at least there was

a good reason for them. There was no reason for me to wear these panties. They

were made of lace and in a French cut style. They were so feminine and to wear

them would mean I was no better then the girl they were designed for.

In the end I submitted to wearing them not because I wanted to wear them

but because I didn't want to disappoint Josie. When I slip them up my legs and

tucked my manhood into them I started to become hard. I couldn't figure if it

was because of wearing the panties of because I did as she asked.

Once I was dressed I went into the bedroom. Josie had me sit by her make

up mirror while she brushed out my hair. I wanted to ask her why she wanted me

to wear the panties. Was it because she saw me as a sissy that needed to be

dress like a girl or was it because she wanted to demonstrate her authority on

me so I knew where we stood as lovers. Or was it because she thought I would

like how they would feel against my skin like she had said. In the end I didn't

ask I was afraid of the answer she would give me.

We lay down on the bed and kissed as our hands roamed each other's body. I

cupped her ass cheek in my hand and felt her firm soft globes. She wore a baby

doll nightie that left her smooth soft legs open to my hand. I didn't try to

touch her breasts or that what lay between her legs. Though I wanted to so very

badly. After a few minutes of frenzy kissing she brought my hand to her breast

and allowed me to feel its softness, it's firmness. Her nipple hardened to my

touched and when I squeezed it, ever so slightly she moaned into my mouth. She

then cupped my manhood in her hand and squeezed it then rubbed her hand up and

down its length. The satin and lace made her hand glide smoothly along its

surface. She was right I did enjoy the feel of the material on me.

She broke our kiss and said that we should stop now and try to sleep or

she wouldn't be held responsible for her actions. I didn't want her to stop but

I knew she would feel terrible until we received the results of our test. Josie

had me turn away from her on my side then she cuddled up to me. Her last word

before sleep took her was Thank you. For what I wasn't sure, was it because I

didn't force myself on her or because I wore the panties as she wanted. Till

this day I'm still not sure. She never said and I never asked

Sleep came quickly. I dreamt of Josie smiling at me. I saw her in all the

cloths she had worn. Each dream would end in the save way. Josie was standing in

front of me in a high collar white wedding dress. That vision didn't scare or

frighten me, it just seemed so right. My last dream of the night did frighten

me. I dreamt I was standing in front of a sea of men as they screamed at me to

dance of them. Looking down my chest I saw I now had two huge tits sticking out

from my chest. I stuck my hand down into the G-string I was wearing and found my

cock had shriveled up to a tiny nub of a dick and my ball where little marbles.

The men continued to scream at me and throw money at me. When I tried to run one

of them tripped me and I crashed to the floor. In an instant men were all over

me holding me down as one of them tried to push his huge cock into my mouth and

another tried to shove one up my ass.

I woke with a start; my satin pajamas were stuck to my sweat soaked body.

My whole body seemed to shake from the fear I felt. I looked around me trying to

remember where I was. When I looked to the side of me and found Josie sleeping

peacefully next to me. Her black hair framed her face and a smile was on her

lips. I knew I was safe. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw it was

just past noon. Knowing sleep would not come back to me and fearing it just

might I slip out of bed. I left the bedroom so as not to wake Josie and went to

the kitchen to see if she had any coffee that I could make.

I sat at the counter with my coffee in front of me as my mind played the

dream over and over in my head. "Who are you and what are you doing in my

sisters house?"

"I'm Nick and I slept here last night. Josie invited me." I told her.

Josie sister was almost as beautiful as Josie was but between the two

Josie was more so. She had the same black curly hair that Josie did, but hers

was shorter. She was taller that Josie closer to my own five foot seven. Her

body was slim, but she had bigger breast then Josie did. Regardless of the

differences between the two she was still a gorgeous woman.

"Well where is the lazy ass." She asked with a slight smirk. She knew I

had been checking her out and I liked what I saw.

"She's still in bed." I told her pointing to the bedroom.

"That figures." She said as she went toward the bedroom door. She pounded

on the door with her fist and shouted "Josie you lazy bitch get your ass up and

out here."

She then walked over and poured two cups of coffee before she walked over

to stand across from me. She looked me over and said "You look rough around the

edges my sister must have really nailed your ass to the bed last night."

"That's none of your business, if you want to get you rocks off on

somebody else sexual exploits go rent a movie, Slut." I heard Josie say from the

doorway to the kitchen.

They started hurling names at each other till Josie made it to the

counter and took the second cup of coffee that her sister poured. Then they

kissed and this was not the kiss that sisters used on each other at least my

sisters never kissed that way.

"Go brush your teeth your mouth tastes like shit." Josie's sister told her

as she pushed her away.

"Nick in case my bitch of a sister didn't tell you, her name is Cathy and

while I'm gone don't tell her anything about what we've been doing." She told me

before she went back to the bedroom.

"So Nick how long have you and my baby sister been playing hide the

sausage?" I knew I wasn't suppose to answer so I said

"So your her sister. I could have seen that with out being told. You two

resemble one another."

"Yes we do but I'm the better looking one aren't I?" She said as she swept

her hand through her hair.

"So what's the weather like outside." I said trying to get out of that

minefield alive. Cathy burst out laughing before saying.

"Good dodge Nick. Don't want to get trapped in a quick sandpit do you? So

Nick who are you and where are you from and this time I want answers."

I told her what I did and how I came to be in San Francisco. I found out

that she had several Internet businesses going and was quite knowledgeable in

computers. We had a good conversation till Josie came back in the kitchen all

showered wearing a pair of tight jeans and a tee shirt.

"You didn't tell her anything did you Nick." Josie asked. I was about to

tell her I didn't when Cathy said

"Oh he's quite the blabber mouth Josie. I know all about your trampy ways

now and I'm going tell mother on you." They both burst out laughing. "No he's

been quite the gentleman and a pretty good dancer too. He danced around my traps

with out giving up the slightest secret."

Then they both looked at me and I got the distinct impression my company

was no longer welcome. I excused myself and went back to the bedroom. As I

entered I realized that I was still wearing the satin pajamas. I was mortified

that her sister had seen me in them. After I calm down I realized that Cathy

either didn't noticed or didn't care besides what could I do about it now. She

seen it and that's the end of it.

On the bed I found a pair of my jeans and a polo shirt, but on top of

those I found another pair of panties and a note. The note read.

"It was so sweet of you to wear those panties for me last night I was so

excited when I found that you had put then on for me. It would please me greatly

if you would wear these today. After my sister leaves we'll talk about why I

like you in them. And if you're worried about my sister seeing you in those

pajamas don't be, she is of the same mind as I am I just hope she didn't tease

you. Love Josie"

Well she didn't tease me she didn't reacted at all to them. I then took a

shower and got dressed putting the panties on as I was requested. They really

weren't that bad after I accepted the fact that I was wearing them for my Josie.

I went back to the kitchen and said.

"I'm just getting another cup of coffee and I'll be out of your way."

"It's okay we're done talking about you, you can stay." Cathy told me

"You are so bad Cathy, now Nick's going to think we've been taking about

him while he was in the shower." Josie said

"Well haven't we?" Cathy said

"Yes but he doesn't need to know it." Then both girls burst out laughing

after looking at my expression.

"Well I have to be going. Some of us have lives to live, we can't lie

around all day and do nothing." Cathy handed me her card and said. "If you ever

want to live here permanently and need a job look me up I always need a good

computer geek."

"Talking about geeks you're the biggest geek I ever saw." Josie told her

in my defense

"Your right I am but I made an awful lot of money being a geek." She told

her then they kissed good-bye and she kissed me on the cheek and said. "Ask her

to take you to the party tomorrow night."

"I am not taking him to your party. I told you that."

"Ok but when Jolene find's out you have a new man in your life you know

she'll be coming over here to find out everything she can."

"Only if you tell her." Josie said

"You have a point there. But can you trust me not to say anything. Maybe

I'll just tell Susie." Cathy told her sister teasingly.

"That's like broadcasting it on TV, that blabber mouth will tell everyone.

Including mom and dad."

"Mom's going to find out any way, you know that. I swear she has our homes

bugged. Nick if and when you meet our mother she going to seem like a tyrant and

for the most part she is, but she's only doing it for the love of her daughters.

Anyway when you do meet her don't cower from her but don't try to stand up to

her she'll squash you like a bug."

"Nick is different he's only going to be here a couple of weeks then he'll

be gone. It's not like there's a chance that we're going to be married." Josie

told her

"If you think that's going to make any difference then you don't know mom

as well as you think. Do yourself a favor and take Nick out to see her, or at

the least call her and tell what you're doing. Nick it's been really nice to

meet you I do hope I see you again. Sis I'll talk to you later." They kissed

once more and she left.

"Well what are we going to do?" I asked after her sister was gone and

Josie had time to think.

"We? I'll go talk to my mother next week while your working. Cathy's right

she'll find out sooner or later and when she does if I'm not the one to tell

her, she'll have a fit." Josie said and I could see she wasn't too happy with

the way things developed.

"Why wait if it's only going to make things worse. I think it'll go better

if I was with you." She looked up at me and said

"You want to go with me are you insane. No of cause your not you just

don't know how my mother can be."

"All I know is if it's going to cause friction between us I rather nip it

in the bud. I think if we show your mother the respect that she requires, things

will go a lot easier in the long run. Besides do we have anything to hide?" I

said to her

"No we don't and your right it would be a lot easier if you were there. I

was just hoping that I could avoid this since you are only going to be here a

few weeks. I'll call her to see if they're going to be home this weekend. If you

don't mind I'd like to make this call in my den. Then we can go and get

something to eat."

"How about if I make you breakfast while you talking to your mother. You

seem to have enough food here."

"Ok if you don't mind. You can thank my housekeeper for the food. She

keeps it stocked in case I ever get the urge to cook something. She hasn't

figured it out yet I don't know how to cook."

"What does she do with the food you don't eat?"

"She takes it home just before it goes bad and then replaces it."

"I think she's already figure it out?" I told her she thought for a second

then said

"Your probable right. Oh well she's a really good house keeper."

She kissed me and then went into her den. I later found out that her den

is where she does her business. She buys and sells stocks online so she really

doesn't have a job so to speak. The den is her office and I've never been

allowed in there except to see to her needs.

I made us ham and cheese omelets with orange juice and some pop and fresh

biscuits "Dam you did all this? Do you want to marry me?" Josie asked after she

called her mother.

"Why don't we live together for a while and see how it works?" I said

jokingly then I asked, "Well did you talk to your mother?"

"Yea and I think you may have score a point or two with her. I told her it

was your idea to go out there and show her the respect that she deserves and she

said. Well it looks like you finally found someone that knows how to show

respect."

"Does that mean we're going to Napa?" I asked starting to get a little

nervous

"No, they're coming here for the football games. So we'll meet them at my

sister Jolene house, she has the most room and it's Bobbie's turn to be the

hostess. He lost big last week." I took her empty plate and my own and rinsed

them off in the sink and put them into the dishwasher. Then I poured her another

cup of coffee and said.

"I would like to know why you just use the word Bobbie hostess and he in

reference to the same person. And some how I have the suspicion that this all

ties into the fact that I am now wearing panties." Josie thought for a minute

and said

"Your wearing them has nothing to do with anyone else but me. Let me set

that straight right now. I like you wearing them because it's a way I can exert

my authority on you that nobody else knows about. You know your wearing them

because I want you to and I know your wearing them to please me. They're just a

thing between you and I. Now on to Bobbie and that's spelled with and "ie" and

not a y. My family is really big football game watchers. They really don't care

who's playing as long as there's a game on. The husbands have bets with the

wives on each game there no money involved because that wouldn't be much fun.

The bet is the winner gets to tell the loser what to do for a day or a week

whatever the bet is. And the winner gets to tell the loser what day the bet will

be satisfied. We also have a bet were the person who loses the most games on the

weekend has to host the next weekends get together." Josie explained to me

"So Bobbie lost the most last week?"

"He didn't win a single game. I though he was going to cry by the end of

it. So he owes Jolene sixteen bets plus he has to be the hostess this week and

with my brothers in law that mean he has to take care of their sexual needs as

well."

"Wow that's pretty heavy. Are all your brothers in law bisexual?" I asked

"They weren't at first but they can't displease the wives. And that's part

of being the hostess. If one of the wives husbands doesn't live up to their

duties as hostess then the wife must do it. You see where I'm going don't you?"

"The husband doesn't want to have his wife perform the duties so he does

it to please her." I said

"Exactly."

"What happens if a wife is the big loser?" I asked

"Again the husband doesn't want his wife to have to submit to the other

husbands so he becomes the hostess for her."

"It sounds like the husband are always on the losing end." I said

"Not really. You have to remember that if the wife is the big loser then

yes he has to become the hostess, but he still has his bets with her to collect

on. This may sound a little strange to you, but I think most of the guys like

being the hostess. I know you think that's wrong but I'm sure they get pleasure

from it. I know Bobbie blushes terribly whensome one mentions her sweet mouth.

So she must give pretty good head."