I lie on my back in bed, drifting lazily though that place between sleeping and waking up. As usual I have a morning hard on and my cock is standing up erect. I hear soft sounds and know that you are standing in the door looking at me.
Of course, I am naked and uncovered. You don't like me to wear anything to bed or to cover my body, even with a sheet.
Mr Stephensons Fucking Machine
Back when coal was king and steam engines were the white hot leading edge of technology even having a wank needed a couple of maids to help get up stream.
Part 1.
"Mr Stephenson is here sir"
Arthur Cleghorn was a self made man, a man of vision, a modern man, a man prepared to embrace modern technology to its fullest degree.
"Send him up Perkins."
From the day we met, I have liked how naturally submissive you are. Your willingness to do whatever it takes to please me makes me very happy. However, right now I am upset with you. See, even though I have encouraged your independence, lately I feel you have been ignoring me. For several days now, you have been meeting your friends after work, and I have come home to find my house empty, and my pots cold.
One weekend a month of satiny gender bending: The following month
Male/female - married - bondage - femdom - crossdressing - sissy - gagged - tied - submissive - teasing - wife - husband
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It was almost a month to the day. I could tell late in the week that her visitor had arrived. Her mood darkened and she seemed standoffish. Again, I am sorry for her menstrual agonies, but I had little to contribute.
Victoria didn't know why she bothered. If she had known, she wouldn't have spent so much time on her outfit.
She arrived at Simon's place a little after sunset, so she wasn't too worried the neighbors would spot her in her slutty clothes. But... just to be safe, she put on a long skirt and overcoat as camouflage. She used the key Simon gave her last night and stepped inside the duplex.