An hour or so later Alicia having finished her magazine and some of the puzzles, headed back inside. She found Henry asleep on the couch. Clearly he had found the camisole comfortable.
For several minutes she just stood there looking at her dozing spouse. It was quite mesmerising how Henry’s breasts, encased in the silky garment rose and fell as he breathed. She reflected that she would never have dared perv at another woman’s breasts as she was currently looking at Henry’s. It was really very attractive and she found herself feeling just a little moist down below. She was tempted to cup the breasts with her hands but managed to resist. She didn’t want to wake Henry understanding how he was no doubt tired after the long walk, she knew she was.
Alicia began to question her own sexuality. Here she was wanting to fondle a pair of breasts. A few days ago she had been turned on immensely when Henry had her hands. She remembered how she had got very excited when his nail clad hands had fondled her breasts. The same breasts now on Henry’s chest. Then there was the episode just yesterday when she had put the corset on Henry. He had looked so gorgeous with an hourglass figure. Then the way the skirt had wiggled as Henry had walked around the room. Was she a just a little bit bisexual? She was aware that she was actually looking forward to the genital swap, not that she was ready to admit that to Henry. But would she be able to entice Henry back into a skirt when he had her sex?
‘Don’t be silly’ Alicia told herself. ‘You’re not gay. You like nothing better than being filled by a penis’ She determined that soon as Henry woke she would prove that. She knew she was highly attracted to men. Tall muscular men in particular, like Henry. Well like Henry used to be, and no doubt would be again. Like that golf pro. She recalled how it felt when he held her as he was teaching her how to swing. Yep she was certainly attracted to men. That golf pro was pretty hot. He had invited her to a free lesson. Maybe she should take up his offer? She recalled the hard lump in his groin as he pushed against her. Maybe that would happen again? It wouldn’t be cheating if she didn’t actually have sex.
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Henry finally woke at about 5 O’clock. He had been lying on the couch for over two hours, probably asleep for a fair chunk of that time. He noticed Alicia was no longer out on the patio.
Henry found her in the bathroom. “What are you up to?” he asked
“Trying to style the wig. I have to be careful. It’s not real hair so I have to use a lower temperature. I’ve had to do a bit of experimenting but I think I’ve got it now. I want to get the same sort of wave that I have in my own hair”
“So what do we do for dinner? Room service or room service?” Henry was trying to be funny.
“Actually, I’d prefer just to get room service, it is after all a special occasion”
“Special occasion?”
“Probably the only day of my life when my husband has better breasts than I do. We should dress up. I could wear one of your suits”
“And no doubt you want me to wear one of your outfits?”
“You read my mind”
“Okay”
“Okay?” Alicia was surprised. She had expected Henry to object.
“But the top only. Nothing could be more girly than what I am currently wearing. I won’t wear a dress though. Only the top. I’ll wear my new trousers underneath the top you choose. Remember from my waist down I’m still very male”
Alicia was excited “That’s fine with me. After dinner I’d like you to prove how male you are”
“And you can wear one of my shirts and a tie with my suit jacket over the top, but from the waist down I want you to be totally female, skirt, stockings, heels the works. As sexy as you can make it”
“So you want me to be female from the waist down and you to be female from the waist up?”
“Yeah. It could be fun don’t you think. We could have a mismatched romantic dinner”
“I like it! We could do dancing after dinner or maybe more karaoke”
"With sex later?"
"Definitely with sex later. We’ll start getting ready as soon as I have got this wig fixed. It might take a while”