Mrs Johnstone was a regular client of my mom, coming in a having her hair and makeup done for various occassions. She had been sick for quit some time now and was undergoing chemo and radiation for breast cancer. She had lost her hair and ordered several wigs from my mom. Unfortunately she passed away before recieving her last order.
Mom summoned me to the kitchen and asked if i would deliver a package to the Johnstones as she had to work, and was already running late. I said sure, gathered up the package and headed out the door to deliver it. It was summer and hot out, i had a pair of cut off blue jean shorts with lace trim a tank top and flip flops. I got part way there and the skies opened up and a torrental rainfall soaked me from head to toe. By the time i got to the Johnstones i was soaked from head to toe. I was about to knock when Mr Johnstone came to the door. He was a tall man maybe 6'6" about 190, people called him Gunny, could figure that out for some time but i guess he served as a marine. He invited me in and took the package from me and and sat it on the hallway table. I stood there dripping all over his floor, when he suggested that i dry off at the room at the end of the hall. I walked down the hallway and opened the door expecting to find the washroom, however it was Mrs Johnstones sewing closet. The room was full of dresses, shoes, lingerie a makeup table with the wig stand and various wig already on thier stands. I slipped off my shorts and top and i couldnt help myself as there was such a pretty lavender dress just waiting to be put on, i picked it up and held it in front of me and there was a long mirror in the corner. As i admired myself in the mirror and swade back and forth swishing the dress from side to side, i notice in the reflection that Mr Johnstone was the watching me. I appolgised and put the dress back where it belonged. Mr Johnstone just grined and said here put this on and i'll put your wet clothes in the dryer, when your done come out to the living room.
He was sitting waitng and said here lets see whats in the box? He opened it and there was a wig stand and all, it was strawberry blonde in color, styled and cut exactly like Mrs Johnstone.
I said that really such a beautiful wig its really pretty, Mr Johnstone said yeah it sure is, too bad Bea's not here to enjoy it. He said would you like to try it on, i saw you modeling the dress.
I know that you like to wear girls clothes, i saw you whenever i'd pick up Bea from your house.
You can even look through her lingerie draws and wear what ever you need.
At first my i said no but thanks, but my other half said it would be fun, and how much youd amired the way Mrs Johnstone dressed. I found myself in the dressingroom looking threw the dresser draws picking out matching satin panties and bra, a slip and white colored stocking and garter belt. I pulled the dress up and zippered it up, and proceded to put the wig on. I was miss something...makeup!!! i found in the dressing table everything a girl needed foundation blush eye shadow lip stick the works.
I looked in the closet and found a pair of open toe shoes, i tried them on and was surprised to find that they actually fit, well maybe a little tight but still fit.
I came out of the room to find Mr Johnstone had prepared a light snack for us. We sat at the kitchen table and ate our sandwich and drank pepsi cola, He said why dont you
model it for me and i got up and twilled around, he said you look pretty good and reached out and took my hand, At some point he had exposed himself. His penis was thick and long and hairy, and rubbed my hand against his penis. You like the way it feels? You want to taste it? I got on my knees and began to stroke his penis getting it hard and slowly licking it up and down as a popsicle, swirlling my tongue over the head of his penis before taking it deep in my mouth. He moaned and commented on my skills. He grab my hand and stood up, bent me over the kitchen table and pull my dress up and panties down. He began rubbing baby lotion on his cock and slowly fingered my hole, i could feel the head of his cock slowly pushing my asspussy apart and inch by inch pushing deeper as he added lotion to lube my pussy, till i could feel his skin against my ass, his full 8 inches was buried deep in my ass.
He started to fuck me slowly at first, then hard and fast, then slow and deep, then hard and fast. I moaned and bit my bottom lip, he said you like it dont you, i moaned and said yes yes please fuck me more. He fucked me this style over and over agan, i felt him push deep and hard and moaned as he emptied his load deep in my asspussy. He laid on top of me and kissed my mouth.
He pulled out and i could feel his sperm dripping down my balls, he gave me a tissue. The rain had stopped, i had showered and changed back into my clothes and Mr Johnstone kissed me goodbye and said you can come back anytime you want to try on other dresses.
As i walked back home i could feel him oozing out and my panties were wet by the time i got back home. Over the next few years i went back numerous times and wore many dresses and acted as his wife.