Woring in the Garden

This obviously is a work of my imagination based around some actual happing(s). The names are random and do not represent anyone. I hope this story gives you a smile. Thank you for reading. Please, tell me if you like this story. Does it make you wet or hard? Did it make you happy or sad? Let me know your feelings.

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Working in the garden

Shawn and I have been married for a few years now and our sex life has slowed, almost to a stop. She just doesn't seem to be interested. We have talked about it and have tried to get her interested in anything. She is supposed to see the doctor in a week and a half for a checkup. There are no other signs she is having an affair besides not wanting to have sex. I was to the point that I was thinking about having one myself.

I mean, I'm not ugly but maybe not the most handsome man. Height and weight are proportional, all my own teeth, hair neat and trimmed, I can grow a beard or facial hair(if she wants), and my eyes are clear and evenly set. But, I just haven't looked or even paid attention to those flirting with me. I do love to joke though, laughing is important in my book. I do have one kink if you want to call it that.

I think Shawn is still very attractive. Her blonde hair and sweet smile. She has a sultry voice when she wants to use it and at times a demanding voice when needed. She is a few inches shorter than I am and she takes good care of herself. She often says she would like bigger boobs, but I like them just as they are, B cups (I looked at the tag in her bra). She feels oh, so good in my arms.

On many occasions, for no apparent reason, I would buy Shawn gifts or presents, however, you want to say it. From simple things like flowers, Her favorite candy, maybe some lingerie (the reason I was checking out her bra), a fancy dinner out with plenty of warning for her to get ready, and of course different types of jewelry. We have taken some nice vacations together and just had fun being with each other.

I try to be there when she needs me, if it's too high up to reach, 'I'll get it.' When the trash needs taken out (without her asking) that's my job. Taking the cans to the curb is again my job. I washed the dishes and put them away each evening. I even do the laundry! Chores that I tell her are in the Man Book. If I can't figure out what to tell her my go to 'It's in the Man Book.

One nice warm spring day, I thought I should help my wife in our garden. As I was weeding my t-shirt must have pulled up, my jeans pulled back from my waist and exposed the white shiny satin panties I was wearing. I didn't know they were showing until later after we had dinner and I washed the dishes. After things were cleaned up in the kitchen Shawn asked me upstairs to the bedroom. I thought I was finally going to get rewarded for helping in gardening. She was sitting on the bed as I walked in.

She said in a commanding voice "Bill, please undo your pants right here and let them drop".

I must have had a shocked look on my face and I didn't move.

In a stronger voice, she demanded "DROP YOUR PANTS".

I turned three shades of red and started with my belt then the button and finally the zipper. I remember staring at my socks and holding the waistband.

Her loud voice shook me "NOW" and I let go. Standing there in my T-shirt, sox, and shiny satin white panties.

Shawn said in a softer voice "Those are not my panties, Bill, whose panties are you wearing? Are you messing around with another woman Bill? Is she making you wear her panties?"

Stammering for a few seconds I replied "mine" in a soft voice.

"WHO'S?" again using her command voice.

I repeated they were mine, I ordered them online.

Her next question was "Them, you said them, is there more I should see?"

Just nodding my head while looking down.

"Show me!".

I started to pull my pants up when Shawn commanded,

"No, leave them, I want to see you walk in your panties".

I don't know if it was her voice or her saying panties but I started to get an erection. I led her into a guest bedroom and opened the bottom drawer of the dresser.

"My god Bill, you are a panty boy, how many do you have?"

Looking down at my socks I told her I did not know.

"Well at least you are keeping them neat and folded nicely but I want to know WHY!" then she said "This must excite you, you are as hard as rock in those panties"

There's that word again and my cock jumped.

Laughing slightly, "You like that word don't you panty boy? PANTIES" I blushed some more.

Shawn knelt and looked through my assortment of sexy underwear. She picked up thongs, bikinis, and full briefs, and she found my garter belt which I hid under the older panties I don't wear much anymore.

"What's this? Do you also wear nylons and garter belts?" She was looking sternly at me.

"Not in a long time, I have in the past."

Then she asked, "Do you have other women's clothes?"

I told her no; this was all I had.

After her inquisition into the secret part of my life, I showered and put on a pair of boxers, I started to climb into our bed.

"Bill, I am upset with you for keeping this a secret from me. I want you to sleep in the guest room where you have your stash. We will talk tomorrow. I have to think." Banished to another room. I have really upset her.

After a sleepless night in the guest room, I got up, used the bathroom, and went to the kitchen. The aroma of coffee was in the air.

Shawn was sitting on the couch sipping her coffee when she said "I would like answers to some of my thousands of questions, so why don't you tell me how this all started."

I told her about growing up and my fascination with panties and lingerie for that matter. I was able to keep it a secret at home growing up. When I was at college I'd steal a pair out of the clothes dryers in the dorms and later wear them. Sometimes I would be brave and buy my panties, usually satin or similar at a department store.

I explained that I would go through periods when I told myself, 'I have to stop, I'm a man, men don't wear panties' I would purge myself, throwing everything away, and feel good for a week or two, I was going to be strong and not let this lead me. Then I would see ads or online sales and those old feelings started to come back, much like an addict. Heck, just driving by a Victoria's Secret was enough to get me excited and I wanted to feel them against my skin.

Shawn said "I have to get ready for work now, thank you for sharing your story. Don't get too comfortable, I am still angry that you NEVER told me this, even while we were dating. We talked about having children, Bill. This brings up more questions. I have to go."

Before she left for work, she told me; "You will throw away all of your boxers, from now on you will wear panties, even to work. We will talk more later." And she left. She left a pair of satin briefs on the bed where I could see them as I went to shave and get ready for work.

As I was about to dress I got a text message from Shawn 'There's a pair of briefs on the bed, wear them!!!' was all I got from her. No more texts, calls, or emails from Shawn, which was unusual. Typically I would get 3 or 4 a day.

It was difficult to concentrate at work with the lack of sleep, knowing that I was no longer wearing boxer shorts but rather satin briefs. I was concerned that my marriage was on the rocks because I was so stupid and not out front with Shawn about my predilection. I also had the caffeine jitters from all the coffee I drank to stay alert at work. Going to the men's room is another adventure.

When I got home, Shawn was sitting at the dinner table. I said Hi, dropped my keys on the table by the door, and walked into the dining area. Trying to show her I had moved passed her being angry at me. She still appeared upset.

I bent to kiss her but she held up her hand stopping me.

"Bill, drop your pants I want to see what you are wearing" I felt like I was skating on thin ice so I did as she told me. Standing there with my shirttail hanging over my panties she had left out for me this morning. I saw her grin slightly as she lifted my shirt.

She asked, "How was your day? Were you hard and uncomfortable? "

I told her about my lack of sleep, drinking lots of coffee, and the jitters, on top of that having to sit on the toilet to pee as I couldn't pull the waistband down far enough to use the urinal. But these things were trivial as I was mostly concerned about our relationship and what I had done by not telling her, my little kink. I apologized profusely in hopes she would forgive my error of omission

Shawn said, "You have laundry and other chores to do. I left you a uniform on the bed. Every day when you come home from work I expect you to change into your uniform and do your chores before dinner. Do you understand? "

I felt like a 6 year old and then she swatted me on the butt and said "Well, get going" I love Shawn and right now I would do anything to keep our marriage. I am such a dumbshit!

On the bed was a plaid colored skirt and a light tan tank top. I looked in shock at this, she has to be kidding, right? Then I heard her yell.

"Did you find it?" Oh, no, I was getting hard, this is really turning me on. I did as she wished and put on the skirt and tank top. The skirt was short and would reveal I was wearing panties if I bent over, even the slightest amount. The tank top showed my chest and armpit hair, I was not a fan of tank tops and for that reason, I have never owned one.

Separating things into piles I gathered the dirty towels and headed to the washer when Shawn stopped me.

"You look so cute wearing that skirt, I like it on you but the tank top looks terrible with all that hair. Maybe we should do something about that. You know Bill, I never really liked all that hair you have all over your body but I've put up with it. What do you think?" Not waiting for my answer, she walked away.

Finishing with the housework, Shawn treated me to dinner. I was still wearing the skirt and tank top.

She said, "You need to shower, but first I want you to put the lotion on I left the shower for you. It's going to remove some of that hair. Put it on your body from the neck down. Wait 10 minutes before you shower then soap up real good. I will help you with your back if you need it. I will have more lotion for you when you are done.

I put it all over my chest, arms, and legs but asked her for help to do my back. At least I would get to flash my wife and maybe she'd want to 'do it tonight'. Shawn even put some in my crack.

The lotion smelled terrible and burned a bit in a few locations but not bad. The label was missing, odd! I did as she directed and waited. I was thinking about ways I could sweet talk her into a handjob at least. Maybe, she let me go down on her, which she never really cared for, but I love it. Showering I saw all my chest hair falling off. My legs, arms, and armpits were smooth. If this is what it took to get laid, I didn't care. I just hope the drain doesn't clog (Plumbing is in the Man Book and I hate it).

Geez, Louis, I'm smooth everywhere. I put the second lotion on which smelled better than the first one but was very feminine. I rubbed it all over as directed and then the door opened. Shawn just reached in with a pair of my red silk panties. I took them from her and put them on. I finished drying my hair and went into the bedroom. She was lying on her left side, back toward me, reading.

I wondered if I still had to sleep in the guest room, but I took a chance.

The lamp next to my bed was on and I switched it off, the room was in darkness except for her Kindle. I slipped under the covers and tried to approach her. Her hand came up "That's far enough panty boy," She said.

It was very difficult to fall asleep, again, I was so excited my hard on was raging and my balls aching for release. When I did drift off to sleep, I felt a hand on my backside rubbing the silk material, Shawn had rolled over and draped her left arm over me onto my ass. Did my boner ever relax tonight?

Shawn was up and gone to work before I got up. Her work allows her a lot of liberty with her work hours and sometimes she can work from home. I guess she went in early this morning for whatever reason. I got up, made coffee, and took another shower to wake up. When I went back to the kitchen for a second cup, I grabbed a garbage bag for all my male underwear. Once that was done, I got dressed for work, wearing a long-sleeved shirt as I didn't have any hair on my arms. I put on a pink pair of panties I bought from K&L satin panties, they fit me so perfectly and felt really good.

Work was similar to yesterday, but at least I wasn't so tired.

When I got home, Shawn was sitting on the couch with her laptop. I was glad to be home, being somewhat tired and excited at the same time made the clock at work go slow. Shawn was having a glass of wine.

"Don't forget to change" was all she said as if to remind me.

I put on the pink tank top, that felt a size or two too small. My belly button was exposed and the waist of the tiny skirt barely covered my ass revealing my pink panties as I walked. We met again and I got myself a glass of wine.

She was grinning at me as I sat down and she said, "I noticed you have thrown away all your boxers and moved your panties in their place, good boy!" then she said, "You look cute in pink and your belly button is showing, should we get it pierced? I think it would be so hot, you will a naval piercing" I turned red and said 'No, I stammered'

We talked in generalities for some time when the doorbell rang. "I hope you don't mind but I ordered food delivered." Then she thought, "Maybe you should answer the door, you are so cute." She was picking up her purse and I ran to hide in the bathroom.

We had salad and lasagna for an excellent place in town which went well with our wine.

When we went back and sat down in the living room again, Shawn looked at me and said "So are you ready, rhetorically, as I said last night there will be some changes from now on. Besides doing your regular chores, laundry, and house cleaning, you will now strip the bed once a week, clean both bathrooms and wash the windows once a month. This will be done while wearing your panties and I may choose a camisole or other lingerie for you to wear. You will be clean shaven every day and not have any hair below your eyes. We will discuss your haircut at a later time as it fills in. Any questions?"

I asked about us making love and she replied "I will think about that. In the meantime, there is no jerking off unless I say it's ok and am watching you, even in the shower! I am thinking about buying you a chastity cage so you can't jerk off. If I see you have pleasured yourself without my permission, I will pay the extra cost of having it shipped overnight. I think I am pretty clear on this Bill."

We watched TV for a while before I started yawning from a lack of sleep. I refreshed her wine glass twice in my hopes it would loosen her up a bit.

Once I had showered and dried off, Shawn passed me a white satin thong to wear. She watched as I pulled them up my legs and adjusted myself. It felt nice, I have to admit, to pull my panties up over my smooth legs. Next, Shawn handed me a baby doll nightie that matched the thong. What! She bought something feminine for me? I said I can't wear this it was too girly, though I wanted to, I just wanted her to force me to do it. She didn't fail me

"You will wear it and it better be on your body in the morning when I get up' In her stern voice. Dam, she's serious, I better make peace. I finished getting ready for bed

She asked, "You are not going to kiss me good night panty boy?" Turning back to her she sat up in bed and patted the mattress for me to sit. "You look adorable in that nightie, I wish I had known this about earlier. A lot of this is because you kept it a secret from me, your wife" "I want to know Bill do you dream about having sex with men? Have you ever had sex with a man? And now that I know more about you, do you want to transition into a woman?"

I simply replied No to her questions. The last question, I am not sure I would want to. Looking at her I went on. I love that women can wear all things soft and frilly under their clothes and no one thinks about it. Men have boring old cotton boxers or briefs, what society says we must wear, yeah you might find some shops have nylon or other fabrics for men, most of it for gay men but nothing really fun to wear. Transitioning wouldn't be a guarantee that I can wear the stuff I like. I have a Panty Fetish, there I said it.

I am getting excited thinking about what I am wearing and that she took the time to buy it for me.

Please forgive me Shawn for not telling you before we got married. I love you and didn't want to scare you away. With that, I kissed her lightly on the lips and dropped under the covers.

Lying in bed I had a big lump in my throat. Here I am in bed, wearing a nightie, that she bought no less, she was thinking of me! It had to be well after midnight when I finally dozed off. I was startled awake thinking I overslept and going to be late for work. I felt something around my waist and up against my back. It was Shawn. She was spooning me. I was so happy now. I looked at the clock, I didn't need to get up yet. I was so excited that she was there with me and I didn't have to get up right away. I put my arm over hers and held her hand. I was in love.

It was finally Friday and I just got home from work. Shawn was sitting at the dining room table with a glass of wine in front of her. She looked at me as I ran to change my clothes. No words were exchanged. I'm sure she is grinning at me.

Not much different than the last couple of nights, short skirt and tank top. I returned to the kitchen, in my uniform. She asked me to sit down. Oh, shit, here it comes.

I got myself a glass of water and sat. Though we have been married for 8-plus years, I was unable to read her facial expression. No gleam in her eyes, no smile, no nothing. I started to shake internally thinking she wanted a divorce.

She told me "I love you very much. I do not want a divorce. However, I think you like it when I take the lead. I like the way you are making changes in your routine and now keeping your body smooth and hair free. If I determine that you are not fulfilling my needs you will be put in chastity. If that happens we will talk again. I want you to come home to me and me alone, no one else. So, tonight, we will see if I want to allow you to have sex with me. My pleasure comes first."

When it was time, we both headed toward the bedroom. I got in the shower and made sure I did not have any hair below my eyebrows. The bathroom door opened again and I was in full view of Shawn. I noticed that she looked at my penis, probably checking it out to make sure I hadn't played with myself. Then, from behind her back, she pulled out a satin nightgown and panties, in soft white.

When we were in bed, Shawn started touching me all over the satin nightie. It was very arousing. I couldn't help but get a hard-on. She leaned in close to me and started kissing my neck and around my ears. We finally kissed and it grew more passionately and I felt her hand on my satin-covered cock. She started to stroke me, it felt so good, it had been a long time.

She said "Bill, I want to make love. I know we haven't had sex in a while but you will restrain yourself until I have had at least one orgasm. The more you give me the better it will be for you. I would like you to have two orgasms and just drain your balls into me, I want to feel everything." I was in shock, she never talked like this!

We made love and not just fucked. I was getting warm and she said I could remove the nightie and it was on the floor in no time. I wasn't keeping track of how many times she had cum but she bit my right ear and said "Fill me up, try and blow my head off with your man cannon and all the cum in you."