Chris had finished work early Friday and began to prepare dinner before Christy got home from work. Working from home had its perks. After their separate adventures last weekend they had come home and showed each other the pictures and videos that they had each taken ad had gotten Chris thinking about his next steps, which he'd acted on while working this week. Chris loved seeing Christy act like a little slut with another man and he noticed that Christy started to squirm when he and Patty had mentioned being fucked by a transsexual. Even though they were tired the videos had reinvigorated them and they fucked each other one more time before falling asleep. During which Chris asked her if she would like to be with a transsexual. Christy moaned and nodded and that drove Chris over the edge.
Tonight, he would see if that's what she still wanted, among other things. He'd worked int eh shop off and on all week to devise a reverse strap-on harness to use with Christy. It would keep a dildo in place inside her, hands free. He even tried it out on himself one day in bed and the results were incredible. Tonight, he'd use it on Christy. Putting dinner on the stove to simmer he headed upstairs to get dressed before Christy got home.
All the times he got dressed up and gone out with Christy they'd never come home and made love while still dressed. She'd always waited for him to get undressed. He never broached the subject and just figured that Christy wasn't into having sex with him dressed up. She was fine watching him with other men and going out all dolled up but just not sex. But after last weekend he wasn't so sure. So he decided to get all dolled up for tonight.
Working quickly, he tugged off his jeans and polo. He'd already slipped into a garter belt, hose, and panties so he was partially dressed already. If he hadn't had any video meetings today he'd have dressed up all the way. Retrieving his new breastforms from the closet he applied the adhesive and attached them. These were a better grade than his previous ones, softer and more lifelike and they were made for long term wear, swimming, and sleeping. They were even makeup safe so he could blend them with his skin. Once they were attached he applied his makeup, transforming his face from a man's to a woman's. Now to try blending his breast forms. He wanted to look as natural as he could tonight. Working with some concealer and foundation he managed to blend the seams to his skin tone. The forms themselves were almost a perfect match to him and with the makeup made the transition between his skin and the forms nearly invisible.
He shook his chest and marveled at how they looked. Rubbing them he sighed. "If only they were real. Then I could feel people tug on these nipples and manhandle my breasts." He chuckled and marveled at how good he looked in the mirror with his smooth skin and breasts. What a thought to have. He retrieved a new wig from the closet now and put it in place. This one was red with straight har that hung to his lower back. Now the illusion was complete. He looked all woman, with the exception of the bulge in his panties. He was a woman with a little something special between his legs, he thought.
Next up came the corset. He'd only worn it once before with Christy when they went out one weekend. He'd gotten a lot more looks with it on. And loved the extra attention it gave him. Not to mention how good the tight satin felt as it hugged him. He wrapped the corset around his stomach and chest and fastened it into place. The demi cups pushed his breasts together and gave him some fantastic cleavage, the kind you wanted to tit fuck. He admired himself in their full-length mirror, running his hands over his sexy body and moaning, thinking of all the things they were going to do tonight.
Heels were the last thing he needed to complete his transformation. Stepping lively to the closet he slipped on a pair of three inch, open toed strappy heels and grabbed a box with things he'd need for tonight. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Christy would be home in about fifteen minutes so he busied himself with the final preparations.
First came the camera stand and the camera. He trained it on the bed for starters. He planned on filming the whole thing. Chris knew that Christy liked being seen and filmed so he was going to record the whole thing. He'd even picked up a new camera with a remote so he could zoom in from where he was on the bed. Setting it up he flipped the view screen to face the bed so he could get it set to record all the action. One of these times they should explore some exhibitionist sex. And he wasn't thinking of just leaving the blinds open so Patty and Rob could see them, the four of them do that all the time. He was thinking, in public, strangers watching, and was sure that Christy would love the idea.
Next he laid out the harness he had made in the shop from another strap-on harness. He'd cut and sewn new buckles on it and reversed the strap-on portion so it would face inward when put on. New clips were attached near the strap-on junction so he could remove it and leave the leg and waist straps in place for easy access to her pussy and be able to put the dildo back in place easily. Next came on if their dildoes for the harness, a butt plug, and a new small cock shaped gag for her mouth. Lastly, he set a bottle of lube on the nightstand, grabbed the box with a surprise for Christy in it, and headed downstairs. Just as he set the box in place in the living room, he heard the door to the garage open and Christy walked in.
"Something smells good." Chris heard her call out.
He stepped into the kitchen, his heels clicking on the tile floor. Christy looked up and drew in her breath.
Christy was shocked, and a little angry, to see a tall woman in lingerie standing at the island and asked, "Where's my husband Chris? We'd agreed that neither of us was to bring home a new partner, especially without contacting the other person." The woman on the other side of the island just smiled. "Well?" She said as she put her hands on her hips.
Chris smiled at Christy and was amazed that she didn't recognize him. He did a better job than he'd thought. "Christy, it's me. Chris." He stepped back from the island so she could see him from head to toe and the bulge of a hard cock was evident in his panties.
"Oh my god!" Christy gasped. "You, you look incredible. I truly didn't know it was you. What did you do? And what is the occasion that you are all dressed up?" She looked him up and down as he stood there. The corset gave him a sexy hourglass figure and some great cleavage. She could hardly tell where his chest started and the breast forms began. The bulge in his panties was straining at the fabric and it was then she noticed that the wig he had on hung down almost to his ass. Her pussy got wet thinking about what he had planned for later if he was already dressed up like this.
"I got a new wig and some new breastforms that were makeup compatible. So I could blend them with me skin. And they're more lifelike and I can wear them longer, even swim in them." He shook his chest at Christy. "As for the reason, I have a little surprise planned for you tonight."
Christy smiled as Chris walked closer to her. "But why are you all dressed up? Are we going out for some fun?" She asked quizzically as she kicked off her shoes to stand there in her stockinged feet. It felt good after walking around in them all day.
"No. We're not headed out. Our fun will be here tonight."
"Oh my. So, should I call you Lisa then?" Christy asked. "I take it you're going to do me while dressed like that? We've never done that before."
"Yes." Chris said as he pinched her ass. "All the other times I got dressed up you didn't seem to interested or never stopped me from getting out of my makeup before we ever fucked. But after last weekend, when we got it on watching Patty and I fuck and talk about fucking a transsexual. I could tell it turned you on, especially when I asked you about it. So, I thought I'd make an effort at it, even though these aren't real." He shook his chest at her for effect.
"You should have said something." Christy replied. "The thought of you doing me dressed up has always intrigued me, not totally turned me off. I figured you didn't want to do it." She reached out and caressed her corseted breasts. "To bad they're not, Lisa. You can't feel my hands on them or my lips sucking those nipples." She cooed, batting her eyes, hoping she wasn't overstepping. She couldn't believe she had just said that and wondered if she's taking this new lifestyle to far, even for Chris, but he didn't flinch. He just grinned at her.
