Date: Tue, 5 Aug 2014 21:30:51 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: A Man's Toy. Part eight.

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  `Oh no Shirley,' I whispered, not wanting the young woman who came out
from behind the counter hearing me use his ship's name.
  `Can I help you gentlemen?' he asked with a smile on her face, coming to
a stop in front of us.
  `Yes,' Shirley began and it appalled me with what he went on to say. `We
are going to a Fancy Dress party and I already have my costume but we need
a set for my friend here. He's going dressed as a woman and we need to buy
a complete outfit for him.' I felt my face go red on hearing this.
  `His idea,' I said to her, feeling a little sick.
  `What exactly do you have in mind?' she asked Shirley.
  `The whole works. Black stockings, the belt thing that holds them up. A
bra of some sort that we can pad the cups and then a dress that fits. Oh,
and a wig. My sister is going dressed as a man and suggested that we also
got a box of stuff to see that my friend has a good make-up to look just
right.' I looked at him in horror at being so forward in what he had asked
for.
  `No problem,' she said, eyeing me as she looked me up and down. `We can
provide all of that.' It was only then that I noticed that she had a tape
measure hanging down from round her neck.
  `Let me get your waist measurement first sir,' she said to me, pulling
the tape from her neck and I got a little push in the back from Shirley
making me take a step closer to the woman. She was quick to whip it round
my waist to get the measurement. `No problem there, though may I make a
suggestion about the bra?' and I saw Shirley give her a nod. `A woman's bra
can be quite restrictive on a man. May I suggest that a swimming top be
used. It's softer and more pliable and it won't be noticed being under
cover of a dress.'
  `Sounds good to me. Oh, one other thing he would need and that is a
strong pair of panties to...er... well, keep everything in the right place
if you know what I mean.'
  `Of course sir,' she replied with a straight face. Mine must have turned
crimson in what he had been talking about. `While I get out the things you
require, would you like to look at the dresses to find one that will suit?'
  `By all means,' Shirley said, nudging me to move off and so I followed
him round the displays.
  `Which one would you like?' he asked me.
  `Look Shirley. You've dropped this bomb on me so you pick out which you
think that will suit your WIFE,' I hissed at him.
  `Now, now darling. Don't throw a tantrum here. How about this one?' he
asked as we stopped by one. `It looks good and is about the right size.'
  `It's your choice,' I said slightly sulky. `You're paying for it.' Though
it did look rather good and wouldn't mind being seen wearing it, but wasn't
going to let him know that.
  So that was the one he picked and got the girl to check that the size was
right for me.
  `Take your shirt off,' he said to me.
  `Why?' was my reply.
  `I want to see the dress on you to see if it fits in the right places.
  `I'm not taking my bloody trousers off,' I said heatedly.
  `No need to do that,' the girl said. `It's more the top half that I need
to see that it's the right size and fits okay.' So I took my shirt off and
had her put the dress over my head and pulled it down so that she could
check it properly. `Perfect,' she said after studying it and giving it the
odd stroke down to my waist. She then helped get it off me so that I could
put my shirt back on.
  She took the dress to the counter and carefully folded it up in paper and
put it into a big box. She then added the waist belt and the pair of
stockings that Shirley selected from the stock. The panties were quite
strong and would do if needed. The swimming top we were shown with her
expanding the back strap of it saying that this would be better than a
bra. Next thing to show us were the wigs and I didn't say anything about
this and let Shirley make the choice though he went for the one that I
liked anyway. This too went into the box as well a box that held make-up, a
choice of lipstick colours and other bits and pieces that could be used.
  I was shocked at the price, it being a third of his wages, but kept my
mouth shut whilst in the shop and would berate him later at spending that
much on me. But he wasn't finished either. Paying the young woman with
thanks, we then left the shop only to go a few yards before he turned into
another shop that sold shoes.
  `I've come to buy a pair of shoes for my sister's birthday. Now without
her knowing, I had my friend put a pair of hers on to see if they were of
the same size and they are. So if what you have fits his foot, it will fit
hers,' he said to the salesman.
  I was embarrassed again by being told to sit down and had my shoes taken
off by the salesman and having several different pairs of female shoes put
onto my feet and for me to do a few steps wearing them. As he was buying
them for his "sister", I let him pick the pair that suited him , like the
dress that I would be wearing.
  These he bought and with them in a box and paid for, we left the shop and
started towards his home. Him carrying the big box with me carrying the
shoe box.
  `What about the milk?' I said as we passed a small supermarket.
  `Oh shit! I forgot about that. Here, hold this and wait for me,' he said,
giving me the big box as he then dived into the shop. It can't have been
busy inside for he was back out within five minutes carrying a small
plastic bag. These he gave me to hold with him taking the big box back to
carry home. Home? Was I now thinking of calling his place my home as well?
Only time will tell said the little voice in my mind. So twenty odd minutes
later we were home and soon inside.
  Shirley put the big box on the table while I passed over the plastic bag
that had the milk inside.
  `A shoe box?' Carol asked
  `Yes. Alan bought them saying they were for you but he really bought them
for me,' I told her.
  `Can I open the big box?' she asked. This is where I said no and Shirley
at the same time said yes. So Carol took off the lid and gasped as she then
pulled out the underwear first and then the dress. She held it up to her
front. `It's too big for me,' she said.
  `That's because it's for my wife,' Shirley said.
  `Wife?' Carol said in rather a loud voice.
  `But who...' and the penny started to drop. `You don't mean...'
  `Yes. Mark has agreed to be my wife and they are for him to wear while we
are at home,' he said to her.
  `But...' was as far as she got, being interrupted by Shirley carrying on.
  `Sally is your sexual partner and no doubt your wife,' he said and got a
slow nod from his sister. `Well Mark is mine. End of story. Though you
might change if you saw what he has between his legs.' I cringed at this
and looked at Sally, her face a bright red at it being know that she was
the wife of Carol and I'm sure mine was the same colour for the same reason
of being called wife.
  `Now there's also a box of make-up things that, if you can spare the
time, show Mark how to put on make-up and look like a real woman. We did
this down in Sydney...' and his face went a little red and turned and went
and got some drinks out of the cabinet that was in the room. He poured out
two gin and tonics and gave me one of the glasses. By then, the colour of
his face was back to normal.
  `So you've dressed up as a woman then,' Carol said.
  `Yes,' he snapped. `It was six of us men dressed up as women and we went
and fucked each other. Is there anything else you want to know?'
  `No,' she said in a low voice. `I'm sorry about this Mark,' she said
turning to me
  `Don't worry about it. I agreed to be considered as his wife as it could
be difficult for both to act the same and I'm not ashamed to say that I
love Alan as he loves me. Though I think he loves more of what I've got
between my legs than anything else.'
  `Now that's not fair Razor. Yes I love the size of your cock but I love
you because you came to love me and that means more to me than what you've
got,' he cried, tears coming to his eyes. I moved over and kissed him as I
wiped his eyes with my handkerchief, him really having it be made known
that he really, really loved me.
  `Razor?' Carol had exclaimed. I turned back to Carol.
  `That's my Navy nickname. He didn't tell you that my surname is Blade', I
said to her.
  `Oh. I understand that now. Would you mind if I called you Razor too?'
  `Not in the slightest. I got used to being called that from day one.'
  `Would...would you like me to show you at how to see to putting on
make-up?' she asked in a soft voice.
  `Of course. I've got to look pretty for my husband,' I said with a smile,
and this little session that we'd had seemed to have cleared the air all
round and I really then became a true member of the family.
  So after a light lunch, Carol took me into her bedroom that she shared
with Sally and began teaching me at how to put on make-up. We spent three
whole days, morning, afternoon and evening before Carol said that I was now
capable of putting make-up on by myself. She even liked the wig and thought
that I looked fabulous when wearing the dress and the rest of the
underwear. It was during one of these days that she happened to come into
the bedroom that I shared with Shirley just as I was putting on some of the
underwear. I didn't hear her knock or her opening of the door. Well I heard
the door open and thought it was Shirley coming in but it was Carol. I had
just got the stockings on and was fixing the clips to them and I turned
round.
  Her eyes looked straight down at my cock which was at a full erection
which happened every time I pulled the stockings up my legs and there was
nothing I could do to cover myself.
  `Now I know why Alan loves you so much,' she said. `If I was normal, I
too would fall in love with what you've got. I'm sorry to have barged in
but I did knock first.' There was no point now in trying to cover myself
from her view.
  `I also love the way he handles it and takes it in at both ends, so we
both satisfy each other when we have sex together...' I didn't say any more
for at that moment, Shirley came into the room.
  `Hell!' he exclaimed at seeing Carol in the bedroom and me with a full
erection for her to see.
  `What are you doing in here Carol?' he demanded.
  `Steady one Alan. It's not Carol's fault, but mine. I didn't hear her
knocking on the door as I was busy trying to clip the stockings on,' I
said, trying to calm things down.
  `I'm surprised that she wasn't down on her knees and sucking what we can
see,' he cried.
  `She's not like you Alan. Would you have gone and jumped straight onto
Sally if you'd entered their bedroom and she was naked? No. So let's not
start talking of the pot calling the kettle black.' I told him.
  `Well, what did you come in for?' he asked her, dropping his voice back
to normal.
  `It was to ask when you planned to go out with Razor dressed as your
wife,' she said.
  `What's that got to do with you,' he asked, almost sneering.
  `I said go steady Alan!' I said, my voice rising now.
  `Well with Razor being dressed up as a woman. I was going to ask if we
could make it a foursome with me dressing up as a man. I would like to have
known if we could so that if you agreed to a foursome, then I would get my
hair cut. But I think I've been rather mistaken,' she said and I could tell
by the tone of her voice that she was somewhat dismayed at the way things
were going.
  `Before you say anything Shirley...,' and I was interrupted.
  `Shirley?' Carol cried, looking at her brother.
  `That's his Navy nickname. Well what would you say about it with the
surname of Temple? ` I said. `Now let me finish. We were planning on us
having an outing to dinner on Saturday night. In two days time, for we've
only got another nine days before we have to return to the ship. Now I'm
all for making it a foursome, don't you agree Alan?' and I gave him a
fierce look that he then knew that his wife was fighting back.
  `If that's what you want darling, a foursome it will be. I'm sorry Carol
for jumping to the wrong conclusion when I came in. please forgive me and
go and have a haircut and I would really like to see you dressed as a man
as much as I like seeing Razor dressed up as a woman,' he finished in a
trite voice.
  `Apology accepted and now I'll let Sally know that we are going out for
dinner on Saturday night, at your expense,' she leered. `and before you
return to your ship, we'll take you two out for dinner. Okay?'
  We both nodded our heads and she gave us a smile and saw her eyes once
again look at my erection before leaving the room.
  `What if I had come into the room first and saw you as you are now with
your cock sticking out like a torpedo ready to be fired off. I'd have been
down on my knees with it in my mouth sucking away and she might then have
seem me doing it,' he cried.
  `Well she's not going to come in now, is she?' I asked waggling my
rampant cock at him.
  `Oh fuck! She's not,' he said and came over to me and went down onto his
knees and took as much of my cock that he could into his mouth to start
sucking and chewing on my erection and I used my hands to hold his head as
I then began to face fuck him.
  I think we both learned after the confrontation with his sister that in a
male and female relationship, it is the female that rules the roost. He now
knew that his female cockerel was more of a rooster than a hen. I then
chuckled at the analogy and held his head in a firm grip and cummed in his
mouth. He nearly choked on the first emission but managed to then take in
the rest to savour before swallowing it all in one gulp. Now I liked to
have his cum slowly slide down my throat which was what I was going to do
in the next few minutes for I then became the adoring wife to him and on
releasing his head, pulled my cock out and went down onto my knees as he
stood up and opened the front of his trousers and pulled his cock which had
since risen up to be a solid bar of flesh. As I sucked and chewed on him as
my hand moved up and down on his cock, I used the other hand to take one of
his and placed to one side of my head and he knew what I was wanting and so
had the other hand then hold the other side of my head and began to face
fuck me and giving me the cum that had accumulated within his balls since
our last session of sex.
  So having satisfied Shirley, I got up to let him put his cock away for me
to carry on getting dressed. I already had the belt and stockings on and
now picked up the bra, that being the swimming top which was soft and easy
to put and padded the cups with a pair of socks. Then I sat down at the
dressing table that was in the room and opened up the make-up box and began
to see to my face.
  Shirley watched in awe at me doing this, seeing that I was now adept at
doing this and with the lipstick finally finished, got up and put on the
dress. I didn't bother with the panties this time as it was only a
rehearsal before doing the same on Saturday. Then I sat down at the dresser
again and put on the wig, adding the clips round the back before brushing
it so that my face was framed in the hair that came down to my shoulders. I
couldn't help but smile at the mirror seeing what a good job I had done on
my own in doing the make-up.
  `You look fabulous Razor,' Shirley said when I stood up and turned round
for him to see what I now looked like. `You'd completely fool anyone as you
are now. It's magnificent!'
  `Thank you darling. Come here and give me a kiss,' I said not moving. He
was quick to get up from sitting on the bed and came and put his arms round
me as he then kissed me. And what a kiss that was, him never having been so
passionate before.
  `Wait till the girls see you! You outshine them hands down,' he said,
breaking off the kiss and taking my hand, led me out of our room and over
to where the girls were sitting on the sofa.
  `Oh my God!' exclaimed Carol on seeing me approach them.
  `Doesn't she look gorgeous,' Sally said wide eyed.
  `In the restaurant tomorrow, you'll have all the men there wishing you
were with them,' Carol said. `They won't believe that it's a man beneath
those clothes. You look perfect, doesn't she,' she said, turning to
Shirley. `I can see that you've already been kissing her with the amount of
lipstick on your lips,' and grinned at the expression on his face as he
then fumbled for a handkerchief and began to wipe his lips, his face almost
being the same colour that he was wiping off his lips.
  Having had my cock sucked a short while ago, it wasn't noticeable when I
had entered the lounge, but now have heard the accolade I have been given,
my cock started to rise and was now tenting the front of the dress.
  `You had better be wearing the panties when we do go out,' Carol said
looking pointedly at the front of me.
  `It looks big,' I heard Sally whisper to Carol.
  `I can vouch for that,' was the reply.
  `You...you...er, didn't....,' Sally stuttered, still whispering.
  `No, but I saw what you're looking at now, in the flesh so to speak,'
Carol whispered back.
  `Come,' Carol said to Sally, getting up from the sofa. `Let's start
getting dinner. Alan, start showing Razor how to act at the table,' and
went off to the kitchen followed by Sally.
  `Oh, right,' he said and took my hand and led me over to the table. `Now
you stand and wait for me to pull the chair out for you. You don't do it
yourself. The table napkin you place on your lap. When the wine is poured
out, you wait again until I and Carol have picked up our glasses before
lifting up your own and you only take sips, not gulps. When you are given a
menu, don't bother with it but ask me to pick the choice. Again you wait
for me to pick up my knife and fork whatever, before picking up your own
and dab your lips now and again whether eating or drinking. At the end of
the meal, er, pat my hand and say something like, er, that was wonderful
darling, or words along that line and you wait for me to be behind your
chair to pull out before getting up. That's about it, so let's run through
that roughly when the others come back in.'
  `I could do with a drink now,' I said, and so he went and poured out two
gin and tonics and passed a glass to me and chinked them together.
  `Here's to Saturday night and to the success you will be dressed and act
like a real woman. The other men are going to be jealous that it is me that
you are with. The perfect wife, and I salute you,' he said and then took a
big gulp of his drink while I only took a sip. I only took a gulp when he
wasn't looking.
  So when dinner arrived at the table, I followed what I had been told even
though we didn't have a menu and the girls were pleased at the way that I
acted at the table
  With the dinner, drinks and coffee finished, I waited until they was a
lull in the conversations.
  `I think it's time for bed darling,' I said to Shirley and waited till he
had got up and stood behind my chair and at feeling him slightly pull it, I
then got up. `Thank you for a lovely dinner and my husband here is like a
horse, so we'd better go now for him to have his oats.' This made them
laugh as we left the table and went off to our bedroom.
  `You were positively perfect darling,' he said when the door was closed
and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. `I liked the bit about the oats
for you are right. I can't wait for us to be together on the bed.'
  I broke away from him and went over to the wardrobe and opened the door
and took out a hanger before taking off my wig and then my dress. This I
then put on the hanger and put it inside the wardrobe and turned round to
start to take the rest of my things off.
  `Stop darling,' he said, his voice sounding rather hoarse. `Keep it all
on for now as I want to fuck you while you're still wearing it.' He had,
while I was taking my dress off, had undressed himself and was now standing
in front of me with his cock at a full erection, moving slightly as it
throbbed. I too wanted him to fuck me and so keeping the underwear on, went
over and got onto the bed. As I went onto my knees, I felt the side straps
of the belt slide round a little and wondered just what did my backside
look like as I was ready for him.
  He was quickly onto the bed behind me and had his hands stroke first the
cheeks of my bum and then my hips before holding them and quivered when I
felt the head of his cock touch the entrance into me. He really wanted me
for he was quick to suddenly push forward and had the head of his cock
enlarge the entrance and enter before my muscle moved, too late though for
I then had as much of his cock inside that he could give me.
  It was lovely having it expand my inner self on entry and now to feel it
pulsating away as he began to move in his fucking of me. I was drooling a
little at the mouth at the pleasure I was getting as he moved inside
me. With me having sucked on him only a couple of hours earlier, he lasted
longer than usual and I was happy and wished he could keep on going
forever, but nature stepped in and got his cum moving about in his balls
and had his hands grip me tighter as he started to cum and cried out with
joy at feeling that first blast hit my insides. He pumped away filling me
with his sperm, knowing that in about half an hour's time, I would be
having some of it oozing out and running down my leg.
  He was panting heavily when he came to a stop leaning against my rear
end, his cock still throbbing inside me. He slowly straightened up and
stroked the sides of my chest and hips before beginning to slowly pull
himself out of my ass. I flopped down onto the bed and rolled over onto my
back to see him smiling and the effort it took for him to get off the bed
to stagger slightly off to the bathroom to wash himself.
  My own cock was now throbbing like mad as it lay on my stomach, the head
up and over the suspender belt still round my waist and only moved when he
came back into the room, making way for him to get on the bed and ready
himself for my turn to fuck him.
  I moved round behind him, taking care not to ladder the stockings but got
a little thrill as one leg stroked the other, sounding as if the two were
whispering to themselves. I was ready in position and I used a forefinger
and thumb and gave a cheek of his bum a nip, this made him jump.
  `Ouch,' he cried at the same time as I then rammed my cock up into his
ass. This made him jump at the sudden entry which made him give out another
cry.
  `Don't be such a pussy cat,' I said as I began to move myself in my
fucking of him. In the process, I also leaned forward and used my finger
nails to scratch him from the armpits down to his waist. This made him cry
out too, and it made me smile, keeping up my moving inside him until I
gripped his hips tight as I really began ramming myself up into him and
then giving him my cum in short sharp bursts. Him again giving out little
cries though these were of pleasure now at feeling me cum inside his ass.
  Almost exhausted, I pulled out to cries of dismay and managed to get off
the bed without falling over and went into the bathroom to wash myself. On
coming out, I went over to the dressing table and took off the underwear
before getting into bed. He leaned up on an elbow and looked at me.
  `What was the idea of pinching and then scratching me?' he asked.
  `It was a form of chastisement for the way you spoke to your sister
earlier. I didn't like it and do not want to see you speaking to her in
that fashion again,' I told him, laying back and looking up at him.
  `You're right. It was out of order and it won't happen again,' he said.
  `Good. Now kiss me and let's get some sleep,' I said and had him lean
over and kiss me. It was a lovely kiss too and so I cuddled up to him and
fell asleep.
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