I stopped at my daughter Amanda’s house to drop off some dishes. Amanda was out of town for a few days on business, so I thought I’d just leave the words on the counter in the kitchen. I was about to enter when I heard a noise from the kitchen. I stepped in, and to my shock and surprise, my son-in-law, Phillip, was in total drag. He wore silk pants, thigh-high stockings, spiked heels, elbow-length gloves, and jewellery. It was a sight to behold. My first reaction was shocking. Despite the shock of seeing him in such an unexpected way, I couldn’t help but admire how his physique adapted to the feminine clothing he wore. I had never seen Phillip in anything but business suits, and here he was in this outfit. It was surprising. Even that day, I wasn’t aware that he would be at home since he had always been a busy office man.
Phillip, embarrassed and startled when he saw me, tried to run back to his room, but I stopped him. Now that I was closer to him, I couldn’t help but notice all his attractive features. His feminine clothing accentuated his muscular body, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. The way his broad shoulders filled out the lacy straps of his bra contrasted the delicate femininity of his attire, and his toned calves flexed as he shifted his weight in his high heels. His jawline, usually chiselled and defined, seemed softer and rounder, framed by the cascading auburn wig he wore. I was unable to resist his charm and the massive bulge between his thighs. I reached out and pressed my hand against his hard cock in the pants, and to my surprise, he just let out a moan, and then he came right there. He looked up at me in shock, almost as if expecting some sort of punishment. But I was just so intrigued. I wanted to know more about this side of my son-in-law, so I moved my hand up and down his length, feeling him grow harder and longer in my hand. He moaned louder, his voice deep and throaty, as he surrendered to the pleasure of my touch. His hips moved in time with my strokes, pushing himself further into my hand. His breathing became heavier and faster as he neared his climax, his body trembling with anticipation. My thumb found his sensitive tip, and I massaged it gently, eliciting a groan from him. His hands gripped the sheets tightly as he pushed himself against me, trying to take in as much of my touch as possible. His head fell back as he finally let go, his body shuddering in pleasure. I smiled, feeling proud of myself for bringing him such joy. I wanted to explore this side of him further, to learn what else made him tick, and to discover even more of the hidden depths of my son-in-law. A few weeks later, when Amanda was out of town again, I decided to drop by their house unannounced. As I opened the door, I heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner and followed it to the living room. Robert was dressed in a maid’s outfit, complete with a frilly apron, lace-trimmed pants, and fishnet stockings. What do you think Brenda should do? Click here to find out what happens, and call me any time for some kinky sissy fun!
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