Dan wasn’t really sure how to break the mounting tension between himself and his new husband John. Dan steadied himself in his high heels and broke the awkward silence, trying to stay in character, “So John...want to give your wife a tour?”
John smiled sheepishly, “Yeah that would probably make sense. After all, you’ll be living here for a month.” John proceeded to tour Dan around the place. It was extremely nice by Dan’s standards and was up to date. Kind of a HGTV vibe.
John showed Dan Taylor’s workshop where she ran her jewelry making operation, “This is where you run your business. Spend most of your day in here working away I suppose.”
Dan took a minute to examine the multiple jewelry samples lying around. Taylor certainly had some skill. Each piece was unique and hand crafted. Dan was curious, “So how long has Taylor been doing this?”
John shrugged his shoulders, “Ever she got out of the corporate world roughly 10 years ago. Frankly she pulls in more money than I do and I’m an attorney!”
“An attorney, huh?” Dan chuckled, “guess I married rich.”
John laughed, “I guess so. Well.. that’s all of the first floor. Should we go upstairs?”
Dan nodded along and followed John to the stairs. John allowed Dan to go first and Dan slowly made his way up the stairs. His high heels clicked on each wooden step. He couldn’t help but feel that John was watching Dan’s new toned ass sway with each step. Dan certainly knew he’d be doing that if he were in John’s shoes.
John directed Dan down the hall and into a large master bedroom. There was a large king bed with a huge headboard. The master bathroom was white, clean, and immaculate.
“Wow this is something. This bed is huge!” Dan blurted out.
“Yeah...it does the job.” John replied. Dan looked over and couldn’t help but notice John looking directly at Dan’s long tan legs. Dan tried to light heartily change the subject by walking over to the closet. The closet was massive, nearly twice the size of Dan’s former bedroom.
Dan couldn’t help but notice that a vast majority of the space was women’s clothing. “Guess all of this is mine?” Dan chuckled as he skimmed through the blouses, dresses, and a shoe rack full of heels, flats, and slippers.
“Yeah. You’re...uhh... underwear is in the dresser there.” John nervously informed Dan.
The two were in the closet now and Dan couldn’t help but notice the awkwardness in the air. John clearly was confused and taken aback. Dan figured he’d try to clear the air:
“Listen man. I know I’m not what you’re expecting. Shit I wasn’t expecting this either. But here I am. My 18 year old male head on your wife’s sexy body. Like it or not, you’re stuck with this for a month. I’ll do my best to fill her shoes, even if the damn things are these high heels. But you’re going to have to get used to it. I don’t want Newlife finding out I broke protocol. I spent too much time getting in, just to have it all ruined 30 days in.”
John was taken aback by the aburptness of Dan’s monologue. He struggled to gather his words until it finally came out, “I know...I know. It’s something Taylor and I talked about when she considered joining Newlife. That I could get stuck with this very situation but I assumed that it wouldn’t happen. A dude being my wife and all. It’s just odd. I mean...what about sex?”
“Excuse me?” Dan nervously responded. “Sex?”
John grew concerned, “Yeah sex. Taylor and I are like any married couple. We have sex throughout the week. I mean believe it or not it’s usually Taylor that initiates it. I mean if you’re going to be her, that’s undoubtedly part of it.”
Dan felt sick to his stomach but was also curious about Taylor, “what do you mean initiate it?”
John rubbed the back of his head, clearly not wanting to be too graphic, “Well you know. Like kissing...foreplay...giving me head.”
Dan didn’t know what to say. Head? He was in over his head. Dan ran his manicured hand through his boyish crew cut and scoffed, “Well I guess we will still be doing that. It may take a bit but I intend to hold up my end of the bargain. I just know that I’m supposed to keep you happy so I’ll do my best.”
John seemed a little relieved as obviously Dan’s words seemed to help ease the tension. John looked at Dan in his heels and tried to be conciliatory, “Listen Taylor. Why don’t you get changed into something more comfortable. I’ll order us some pizza or something and we can relax. It’s Friday night after all. I’ll go downstairs and give you a minute, ok?”
Dan smiled and nodded in agreement, “Thanks John. That’d be great. These heels are killing me and this thong is riding up there. I think we’re going to be fine. And hey...it could even be fun.”
John nodded in agreement and headed downstairs. Dan began to unrobe and saw a full body length mirror in the corner of the closet. Dan walked over and admired his new body in full detail. He was now down in his black lace bra and thong. He ran his delicate fingers over his flat toned stomach and turned to the side to check out his ass. “Damn. I just work out” Dan chucked to himself.
He ran his fingers over his new crotch and gently brushed against his new feminine void. Dan felt a slight wave of pleasure and quickly decided to finish dressing. Looking over his options Dan chose to put on....
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