This choice: Mum let my girlfriend in • Go Back...Chapter #4Mum let my girlfriend in by: pixie   I was standing in the corner of Mum’s bedroom, facing the corner with my nose pressed up against the wall, when I heard the doorbell chime downstairs. Since I was still dressed in my mother’s risqué pink dress that she’d caught me in earlier in the afternoon, I froze up. My girlfriend Claire often came over after her shift at the clinic was over and sometimes she ate dinner with us. When I heard the door open and my Mum greet her by name, I feared the worst.
I’d never had any girlfriends in high school, being too shy and awkward and unathletic to garner any attention or make much of an impression. So when I managed to strike up a conversation at the community college with an attractive girl while we stood in line to buy textbooks for the quarter, Mum was pleased. When I got her phone number and an invitation to take her out for coffee, Mum was thrilled. And when Mum found out that Claire was studying to be a nurse, she told me that I’d been lucky and best not do anything to lose such an amazing girlfriend. And I knew she was right. Claire was 5’6”, with a curvaceous, thickly-set hourglass figure, dark chocolate brown hair she kept up in a bun, and blue-green eyes. She wore circular glasses on her button nose and though she was self-conscious about her pudgy cheeks, she was strikingly attractive to me, and felt amazing to hold onto in bed. She even accepted that I had a less-than-prizewinning cock, and was very understanding about my premature ejaculation issues.
So it was with considerable apprehension that I fretted and panicked about how Claire might react if Mum told her about what she’d caught me doing when she came home. I prayed silently that Mum wouldn’t spoil everything I’d finally found with Claire by exposing my secret cross dressing habit.
Unfortunately, I heard Mum’s feet coming up the stairs and heard her talking to Claire as she approached the bedroom at the top. I broke out in a cold sweat and my pulse raced as I heard them coming. What was Mum doing? Why would she bring Claire here to see me like this?
“Here he is,” Mum said. “He’s been very patient, waiting for you all afternoon. He wanted to show you something.”
“Really?” Claire said, judging by the sound of it only a footstep or two behind Mum. “I can’t imagine what it would be. How exciting!”
I clenched my buttocks tightly together as I heard Mum open the door and felt the gentle breeze from the hallway stairs blow underneath the scandalously short hem of the tight pink dress. My dark thigh high stockings, held up by the lacy black suspenders, kept my legs only slightly warmer but of course offered less than nothing in terms of leaving me any modesty. The seam running up the back of the stockings directed any line of sight to what must be teasingly hidden underneath the pink dress, and the black heels Mum had instructed me to continue wearing ensured that despite the pain they were giving me, my bottom would be pushed out flatteringly to catch attention. I held my breath as I heard Claire walk into Mum’s bedroom and gasp out loud.
There was a long moment before Mum broke the deeply uncomfortable silence. “I can only imagine what you’re feeling right now seeing your boyfriend all tarted up like this. But if I were to tell you how shocked I was to see him dressing himself up in my private wardrobe and preening and posing in the mirror, I expect you’ll believe me when I tell you how shocked I was.”
Claire found her voice at last, speaking quietly. “Your son dressed up in your lingerie?”
Mum walked over to me and took hold of the hem of the sexy little clubbing skirt between my thighs, and flipped it up, putting my panties bottom on display. Even as smooth as the dress fabric was, the sudden tugging of it across my still-burning bottom cheeks caused me to wince and hiss in pain.
“Just like this. Well, of course I laid him across my knee and spanked his naughty bottom for being a perverted little sissy. I made him take off everything and endure a childish spanking since he decided to behave in such a childish way. But I made him get dressed up again and stand in the corner so he’d have a good long time to think about what he’d done.”
Claire was staring at me, I knew that much even if I couldn’t see her while I was pressing my nose into the corner. I could feel her gaze burning the back of my neck just as surely as I could still feel the slaps of my Mum’s hand spanking down on my upturned bare bottom.”
“You gave him a bare-bottom spanking?” Claire asked with a note of incredulousness. “Like a little boy?”
“More like a pansy boy,” Mum said, “a naughty little sissy who sneaks into his Mother’s panty drawer and plays little dress up games to make his teeny weenie stiff and wet.”
I felt my heart beating so hard I worried I was about to die. Part of me wished the ground would just swallow me up so I wouldn’t have to endure this humiliation. Mum’s reference to my masturbatory habits in front of my girlfriend not only added to my deepening shame, but also confirmed that Mum knew all about all of the panties, pantyhose, and other dainties I’d wanked myself off with after having an arousing dress-up session.
Claire came up behind me. I dreaded what she would say next.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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