Wifes Sissy?
Well let me tell you how I ended up where I am. I was cross dressing for years while my wife worked the evening shift getting home around 1:00 AM. Sometimes she would work away for weeks at a time. One evening she came home early and caught me dressed like a slut in a garter belt , nylons, string panties that tied at the sides, a halter top, and heels. I was shocked to walk out into the living room only to see her standing in the kitchen looking at me. I didn't know what to say but she found words, "What the Hell is going on"? Is this what you do when I am gone? Well what could I say... Of cores I said no but I knew she didn't buy it one bit. I went into the bedroom and undressed stashing my cloths into the closet. Returning with my jeans and T shirt on I sat down in a chair. She was ferrous with me and went on and on as I sat and looked at my lap not saying anything. When I had enough of her yelling at me I was almost ready to stand up to her but knew ...
