His wife. I was what Marcie wanted me to be and I workedfull time at it and I was good at it! She often told me just that.But ... 'no longer a man'?... I lifted my head again to question herdefensively. Had she attempted a veiled insult? Merely stated a fact? I kept my voice low and gentle as I said, "Marcie, you asked me to dothis, to become what I am. Remember? When I proposed, you told meyou'd marry me but I had to know from the outset that you didn't want ahusband, you wanted a lover, a. “my nightie”“show me”Undoing the cord she used both hands to open the gown wide, disp[laying an ankle length , white, light cotton nightie, covered in tiny bluebirds.Reaching up I gently felt her tits through the light material and confirmed she had no bra on.“Take the dressing gown of”She smirked, shucked it of, laying it over a kitchen chair .I slid my hand under the hem of her remaining nightie reaching slowly up the inside of her leg“Wait, I best lock the back door in case someone comes”. More

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