JOHN'S TOY

I am in my mid-thirties, good-looking, and an executive in a
large firm.  I am single and love beautiful women.   I  also
love  dressing  in  women's  clothing.   It  is  my  love of
lingerie that has me in my current relationship and is why I
am  writing About four months ago on a Saturday afternoon, I
was at my home, relaxing.

I had just purchased a new ivory  lace  dress  with  a  full
skirt  and  a  frilly  petticoat, and I wanted to see how it
fit.  I put on my lace panties, bra, satin garter  belt  and
silk stocking.  Then came the petticoat and dress and a pair
of four-inch heels.  Then came my blonde wig  and  carefully
applied  makeup.   I looked and felt great.  I was strutting
around my house admiring myself when the front  door  opened
and  there  stood  my  boss, John.  He is about my age, very
good looking and a very demanding boss.  But he  has  always
treated me well and I have advanced rapidly.

He  said,  "You  look  great." I was so embarrassed, I could
have died.  We went into the living room  and  sat  down  to
talk.   He  had come over because my phone had been busy and
he needed to talk to me.  I had given him a key to the front
door so that whenever I left town on business he could check
on my house.  He said that I should not be  embarrassed  and
that  he  loved the dress on me.  Furthermore, if I did what
he  said,  no  one  else  would  need  to  know   about   my
transvestism.   I  would  be  expected  to  dress up for him
whenever he said and to serve  him  sexually.   He  said  he
would  be  back  Sunday  afternoon  for my decision.  If the
answer was yes, I was to be in something very sexy.

My job is so important to me.  Plus, when I was dressed up I
often wondered what it would be like to get fucked by a man.
So Sunday afternoon I bathed myself, put on perfume and  got
dressed.   I  put  on  a pink satin corset, panties and silk
stockings.  Then came four-inch heels, my  wig  and  makeup.
Finally  I put on a marabou-trimmed chiffon pegnoir.  When I
greeted John at the front  door,  he  told  me  how  sexy  I
looked.

He  took  me  into  the  living  room  and explained what he
expected of me:  I was to do exactly as he desired.   I  was
to  keep myself shaved and to wear lingerie to work under my
suit.  Whenever I was with him outside of  work,  I  was  to
dress  up  as  a woman.  Then he unzipped his pants and took
out his cock and told me to suck it.  I was afraid  I  would
be  sick,  but  instead  I  found I liked it.  He came in my
mouth and I liked the taste.   He  made  me  thank  him  for
letting  me  suck  his  cock.   I  did  and  then he took me
upstairs and I begged him to fuck me.  Once in the  bedroom,
he  had  me  remove  my  panties  and  assume  an all- fours
position on the bed.  He got some lubricant from  the  night
stand  and quickly greased his cock and stepped up behind me
and placed the head of his greasy cock at my anus.  And then
he  he was pushing into me, his hands locked onto my hips as
he firmly worked his cock deeper and deeper inside my ass.


I couldn't believe how good it felt,  and  when  he  started
fucking  me, I urged him on.  Reaching around me, he started
stroking my giant hard-on as he pumped away in my  ass,  and
this  greatly  increased my pleasure.  Suddenly John groaned
and I felt his hot semen  spitting  into  my  rectum.   this
triggered  my orgasm, and I spilled my seed all over the bed
sheet.  The next day I  went  to  work  shaved  and  with  a
light-blue   lace  teddy,  garter  belt,  panties  and  silk
stocking under my suit.  At noon I went to John's office and
begged  for  his  cock,  which  he  gave  me.   He  loved my
lingerie.  Since that day I have had his cock almost  daily,
and constantly on the weekends.  He has even taken me to New
York twice to go shopping, buying me a complete wardrobe.


He keeps be dressed the entire time we are  gone.   I  never
thought  someone  could  control me the way he does.  I have
not been with anyone else for four months and have no desire
for  anyone  else.   All I want is his cock.  I spend all my
time trying to please my lover sexually and in the clothes I
wear.   Women's  clothing stores are my life now as I search
for a dress, and evening gown, that  special  lingerie  that
will both please and excite my lover.  Also, I just recently
received a promotion  so  that  I  am  now  John's  personal
assistant.  This puts me in even closer contact with him and
requires me to travel out  of  town  on  business  with  him
frequently.   I  could  not be happier and my new life could
not be better.