Birthday Present

I had experienced the best, most sensual, sexual experience that I had ever had, and, in a real sense, had experienced it as a woman would with another woman. My head was still spinning as I gazed at my husband's feminine face, framed by the beautiful blonde wig I had put on him. It was hard to believe, but with the make up, hair, and the white see-through negligee, he was actually beautiful.

I could not, in my wildest dreams, have ever believed he could be so beautiful. It was like I fell in love with him all over again, but as a woman this time. I could not believe how I was feeling about that, either. I had always been able to appreciate the beauty of other women but had never found myself attracted to them sexually. But, lying here next to my feminine lover, I had the strongest feelings of love, and they were totally feminine in nature. I had always been attracted to my husband's manliness and sense of masculine strength and when we made love had always felt and enjoyed the contrast of male to female, of his hardness to my softness, his hard on to my soft womb, and the sense of being filled up inside by him, both when he was penetrating my vagina or my mouth. As I lay here mulling over these things, I began to think about some of the possibilities that tonight's adventure had opened, possibilities in the exploration of our relationship with each other and of the sexual delights that we might be able to experience.

I looked into Vic's beautifully colored eyes and observed the glazed, contented look that they contained.

"Honey," I said, "How do you feel about what happened tonight?"

"Well," he replied, "I definitely feel that I got what I asked for, for my birthday, an unforgettable sex session."

"How did you feel while I was shaving you and feminizing you with perfume and lingerie and everything?"

"To tell the truth, it was the most erotic experience that I have ever had. I was on the verge of coming the whole time, especially when you started pinching my nipples through this bra.