I'm Pissed and He'll Pay

Lori sat at her desk, it was an odd feeling, she was usually as busy as a one-armed paper hanger but she’d cleared her desk in anticipation of her meeting and dinner with Dave; she didn’t have anything to do and it was only four.

Why not she thought, she was all dressed up with nowhere to go. She’d surprise Hal, take him out to dinner, she needed something to jump start their relationship, this could be the catalyst; she drove home.

Hal didn’t meet her at the door like he usually did. She walked in, “Hal,” she called, “Are you here?”

She checked his office, no, he wasn’t there. She went upstairs.

The curtains were drawn in her bedroom, it was dim but still she saw.

Hal was dressed in her apricot baby dolls, the panties were pulled down to his knees and his face was covered by the panties she’d slept in last night. She saw the pair he’d discarded on the floor, picking them up she found them wet, cum stained.

She tossed them aside and ran from the room; she thought she was going to be sick. Back down stairs she poured herself a glass of wine to steady her nerves and sat down on the sofa.

A tear ran from each eye, down her cheeks, tears of frustration, she was devastated.

He wouldn’t give her oral but he could chew on her panties, he spent his meager amount of semen on her lingerie not in her, he made her do all the work, he was a man, men didn’t do woman’s work but he was laying up there dolled up in her clothes. What kind of man was that? He wasn’t a damned man he was a panty boy and she got angry.

Lori stalked up the stairs, we’ll see about this she thought. She stood by the bed side and flicked on the light.

“Harold,” she said.

Hal came awake, the only one that ever called him Harold was his mother when she was pissed off at him, it couldn’t be her he thought as his eyes came open.

Oh Christ, no it wasn’t his mother, it was a hundred times worst.

Glaring down at him was his wife, her legs were spread, stretching her skirt, her arms were crossed under her breasts and he would have sworn she was breathing fire.

“Harold, what is this?”

I pulled the panties off my head, it was impossible to deny what she saw; he was in her clothing with his panties around his knees.

“Lori, I can explain…”

She cut him off, “Harold, there’s no way you can explain what I’m looking at, get out of that bed and pull your, err, my panties up.”

I got up and she sat down she grabbed my arm and pulled me so that I was standing in front of her.

“Harold I’m so angry with you I could spit. I work my ass off and you sit home here all day not lifting a finger, what is it you say, “That’s woman’s work.” Well it looks to me like you want to be a girl, so I’m gonna treat you that way. You’re not Hal around here anymore; you’re Halle, like Halle Berry.”

“Now then Halle, do you like my underwear or do you want your own? I only ask because you are to wear nothing but ladies undergarments. I’ll even get you some nighties if you ask nicely.”

I stuttered, Nnnno Lori, I don’t want you to buy me nighties or underwear.”

“Fine, then you’ll wear mine but you will always be dressed in lingerie unless I give you permission to do otherwise.”

“Halle, you’re a girl now, my little girl. You will help with the housework. You can’t cook and I know you can’t iron, I’ll keep those until I can train you but as of right now, you clean the house, wash the clothes and do the dishes, are we clear?”

“Lori I’m not gonna clea…,” I started.

She grabbed my arm, pulled me across her lap and spanked me, on the panties. I squirmed trying to escape, she pinned me and pulled the panties down, thwack, thwack, thwack, “I said are we clear,” thwack, thwack, thwack, “Answer me Halle, are we clear,” thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack; ten hard smacks on my bare butt. I had tears in my eyes and was sniffling when she stood me back up.

“Once more, are we clear on what your responsibilities are?”

“Yes Lori,” I managed to choke out. I was afraid to say anything else.

“Oh good, now I want you to go in and take a bath, a bath not a shower, call me when you’ve finished washing and I’ll teach you how to shave.”

“Bbbut, I already know how to shave.”

“Halle, you’re a girl now, I’m talking about your legs and your arm pits. I think your pubes need a bit of shaping and trimming, too.”

“One other thing Halle, if you’re disobedient or you don’t keep up with your chores, I spank, we both know what’s expected, I won’t warn you, I’ll spank.”

She turned me around, gave me a whack on the bottom and said, “Go get your bath.”

Lori sat went to the guest room, it also served as her office; she sat at her desk and started a list of supplies she’d need Halle to shop for.

1. Her own razor and blades.
2. Half a dozen pairs of panties, they’d be sharing now.
3. Three new baby dolls, same reason.
4. A couple of padded bras, Lori’s little girl needed breasts when they went out.
5. A nice pants suit and a slinky black dress, same reason.
6. A small butt plug, the remote control kind, when Lori had her period and had a Tampax up her, Halle would be required to wear that.

That seemed enough to get started; Halle could just wear cotton panties and a Tee-shirt around the house when she was doing her chores. Then she remembered, she’d need a pair of dress shoes, Lori added it to the list.

I called to her that I was ready. She got the shaving gear I needed, Satin Care Shave Gel, and a lady Shick razor.

She shaved one leg for me, showing me how it was done. She had me do the other.

“Halle, next is the tough part, a gal’s gotta be ambidextrous to shave her under arms,” she shaved my right on for me then let me do the left, “you need to learn to shave left handed.”

“Get dried off then bring a towel, put it on the bed and lie down on it.”

She took the razor and gel and added a pair of scissors.

When I was on the sheet she clipped my pubic hair really short then she used the gel and shaved every thing but a little patch in the middle.

“Ok, lift your legs.”

I raised them; she pushed back ‘til they were nearly on my chest.

“Hold em and don’t wiggle,” she said as she lathered and shaved my perineum and around my anus.”

“You’re gonna have to do this in the future, maybe if you’d squat over a mirror it might work.”

She tossed me a bottle of skin conditioner, “You’ll want to use this, it’ll make your skin softer but more importantly, it’ll keep you from chapping.”

She’d taken her Donna Karan outfit off and was in a robe and night gown although she’d kept the same panties on.

“Put something on and come downstairs, you can set the table for me.”

“And Halle, when we’re here alone I want you to call me Mommy, I’m gonna train you to be a good little girl just like a Mommy would.”

I put the apricot baby dolls on and went down to set the table.

She made a quick meal, tossed salad, penne pasta with marinara sauce and garlic bread.

After we both were seated she asked if I wanted a glass of wine, when I said yes, she told me to get two.

I poured our wine and we ate.

After I’d cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher we went in to watch some TV.

She wanted me to sit next to her on the sofa.

“Halle honey, I want to talk to you about our sex life; and yes, we’re still gonna have a sex life, but you’re gonna need to learn how to satisfy Mommy.”

I just nuzzled against her.

“Baby, your clit’s a little small but that’s ok, if you learn how to use it Mommy still wants it, so, I don’t want you to cum unless I tell you it’s ok, I want you to save that for me. No more masturbation, no more stains in our panties, we understand what I mean don’t we?”

I knew the answer, “Yes Mommy.”

She pulled me over, hugged me and gave me a little kiss. “You’re gonna make a sweet girl baby.”

Then she lifted me and put me between her legs, I was kneeling in front of her.

“Halle, take Mommy’s panties off,” she said as she lifted her robe.

She raised her hips as I tugged them down.

“Would you like to smell them, you can, it’s ok.”

I brought them to my nose, they were still damp.

“Taste them honey, taste Mommy,”

I licked the crotch; both her smell and taste were stronger than usual. Maybe because they were fresh or maybe she’d gotten aroused training me, I didn’t know.

“Do you like that baby; do you like Mommy’s taste and smell?”

“Yes Mommy,” I shyly answered.

“Good baby, that’s good. Mommy wants you to like her taste and smell; now I want you to open my lips and touch me.”

With my fingers I opened her labia, she was a deep pink color and she was moist.

“Halle, I want you to lick me,” she said, her voice was raspy.

I turned my head away, refusing; I couldn’t imagine anything more repellant.

“Halle it’s either your face in my lap or your bottom across my lap. Either one, it’s your choice. I’ll give you a caution though, if you choose over my lap we’ll go through this again tomorrow night and every night ‘til you do it.”

I thought she should have been on my college debating team, she’d won this argument with no effort; I leaned forward.

Tentatively the tip of my tongue touched her outer labia; I wiggled it along, touching just the rim.

Mommy lifted her legs and laid them on my shoulders.

I was trying to avoid making contact with where she was wet but that wasn’t going to happen. She curled her legs around my head and forced me against her.

“Lick me Halle; lick me all up and down my slit.”

I didn’t have much choice, it was lick or be suffocated, I licked.

“Aaah, yes, that’s a good girl, now a little higher, yes, yes, that right, Baby that’s my clit, suck on it, gently but suck on it, while you’re sucking tease the tip with your tongue, aaah, yeah.”

“Aaaaaah, yessssss, yessssss,” she trembled, her hips slammed my face and she came, a flood gushed out of her in spurts.

I wasn’t concerned about suffocation any more, now the risk was drowning.

“Lick me Halle, lick me, drink my juice, suck on my vagina, my cunt hole, get it all get it all and swallow me, aaaaaah, Baby, oh Baby,”

Her legs fell off my shoulders, they lay limply beside me, and she looked spent.

I was dazed, we’d been married for four years and I’d never seen anything like it, her climax was earth moving and I’d given it to her.

She smiled at me, “Come here and give Mommy a kiss.”

I climbed onto her lap; she held me and kissed me.

“Halle, that was wonderful, did you like making Mommy feel wonderful?”

I did, I really did and I told her so.

“I’m so happy with you. I’d like you to meet me at the door when I come in from work, have a robe for me and you can help me undress, just fold my clothes and put them in the chair, you can take them up stairs while I cook dinner. But before I start cooking I’d like to sit down and relax for a little while. I want you to pour me a glass of wine then I want you to take off my panties, you can keep them for later if you want but I want you to taste me while I sip on my wine.”

“Let’s go to bed honey,” she said as she stood, told me to pick up her panties and led me to bed.

She laid me down and climbed up beside me.

She hugged me to her breast, “Honey would you like to suck my breasts while I talk to you a little?’

I’d never had that inclination but right now, more than anything I wasted her nipples in my mouth, “Please may I suck your breasts Mommy.”

She sat up and took her nightie, she was naked in the bed beside me, she pulled me onto her lap and fed me a breast.

“Honey what I want to talk to you about; you’re a little girl and you’ve got a little clit,” she was rubbing my penis through my panties, “ I might like it a little bigger but we can work around that, that’s not the real problem. When you use it you just don’t use it long enough. We’re gonna work on that problem, I’m gonna teach you how you can last longer and give Mommy more pleasure, you want to give Mommy more pleasure don’t you?”

I had a nipple in my mouth, I just nodded yes.

She let me suck for about ten minutes then she transferred me to the other breast, she’d worked my panties down almost to my knees and was masturbating me.

I started to buck my hips; she stopped.