A Plumber's Mate

by Karin Roberts

Part 2

 

It has been a rather unusual week. I am still in a bit of shock over last weeks encounter with the Plumber and can't decide what is happening here. I still love my wife and kids and never dreamed of having sexual encounters with men, either as my true self or in my en-femme state. There was however a knot of excitement as I got up this morning realising that the week had passed and he was returning today. I had been busy over the course of the week and had purchased some items to enhance the effect of my transformation. I settled myself on the bed and set about the transformation this was to be my best and final appearance to my unexpected visitor.

I slipped out of my male underwear and choose a pair of silk black thong panties, a black suspender belt with a red rose detail on the front and a pair of patterned black stocking's. Carefully I pulled on the panties and clipped the suspender belt to my waist. I pulled the stocking's up my legs and fitted them to the belt. I went over to the closet and removed a suitcase which held the item's that I had added to my collection this week. I unlocked the padlock and took out four packages. Opening the first package I removed a set of silicone breast forms which looked and felt so realistic. Being careful with the amount of adhesive used (after all I need to get them off before the wife returns) I glued them in place. The second package contained a waist clinching red & black basque. I put it on and drew in the string's breathing in deeply , tied it in place and stepped to the mirror. The effect was amazing as I now had a hour glass figure with the underwired cups pushing up my new found cleavage, leaving plenty on view. Pleased with the effect I returned to the dresser and started the next stage of my transformation.

I squeezed out some foundation and massaged it to my face, this version one of my wife's more expensive needed no powder cover and once it had settled on my face set about transforming my eyes. I used a dark coloured combination eyeshadow of grey and deep wine which gave my eyes a kind of smokey look. Black eyeliner and mascara before applying a dark lipliner and matching deep wine lipstick. I had purchased some professional nails which were very long and difficult to handle at first. Once I had got them in place I carefully painted them in a dark wine to match my lipstick before sprinkling some a little gold glitter on to each nail. I waited for them to set watching the clock all the time knowing that I had around 30 minutes until he was due to arrive.

Now for this weeks outfit,he had asked for something sexy , well I new just the thing !

At Christmas last year my wife had bought this dress for her annual office party. I had been quite shocked, and even asked her not to wear it as I thought it was too sexy for an office party. She had looked dynamite in it , maybe it could do the same for me ! I opened the wardrobe and took out the dress. The dress was a long black dress made from a black wet look material with two thin straps with a gold ring on each shoulder. It had a low neckline with a plunging split on one side which went right up to the middle of your thigh. Unzipping the dress I slipped into it and pulled my arms through the straps before zipping it up and stepping to the mirror. "Oh my god" it fitted perfectly being complemented by the narrow waist I now had, and the more than realistic cleavage peeping out of the top of it.

I returned to the case and removed my final package, opening the box I removed an auburn shoulder length wig , I brushed it out and fitted it to my head. It was dropped neatly on to my bare shoulders. The feeling of the hair sending a tingle up my spine. I slipped into a pair of 4 inch high heel shoes with a ankle strap and gold metal heel finishing the look with some jewellery.A black velvet choker with a gold heart shaped pendant a pair of clip on gold pear drop earring's,a couple of ring's and a few gold bangles and my wife's gold platted Gucci watch. A couple of quick squirts of Chanel No 5 my favourite perfume and I was ready. Leaving the bedroom I walked down the stairs and caught sight of myself in the full mirror at the bottom of the stairs. I stopped in awe as the sight looking back at me and could hardly believe how good I looked. "You wanted sexy, you got it" I said.

Standing there in full evening dress it seemed that a cup of coffee would be inappropriate so I took a bottle of chilled White wine from the fridge and uncorked it. Moving into the lounge I poured myself a glass and sat on the sofa lighting a cigarette and settling back to wait for my visitor. The aroma of the wine my perfume and cigarette mixed in my head making me exited at the forthcoming rendevous. I look at the lipstick mark on the tip of the cigarette and the delicate hands holding it, the long painted finger nails making my hands look much more slender. A knock at the door. Moving to the front door I looked through the spyglass no one there. I moved back to the kitchen but he was not at the door. Another knock, quickly realising that he was knocking the internal garage door which leads directly to the kitchen , I went to unlock it.

I opened the door "Hi" I said as he stepped into the kitchen. He was not in overalls but plain trousers and a white shirt. "You look stunning" he said as he slipped an arm around my waist and with a hand behind my neck gently moved my head towards his. "Chanel No 5 my favourite" he whispered as our mouths entwined and his tongue pushed eagerly into my mouth. I eased him away saying "Easy now lets not spoil my make up yet. Can I get you a drink." Taking his hand I led him into the lounge and went to pour him a glass of wine. I returned to the sofa handed him the glass and sat back down , he took out his cigarettes I slipped one from the pack and he flicked his lighter, I drew on the cigarette and settled back to enjoy my drink. "Have you thought about last week much "he said , "It's been kind of strange really" I said, "I don't wish to hurt my family so you now this could not be regular thing, don't you ?", "I know" he said "Just lets enjoy today, we can but dream."

"Did you bring the part for the washing machine" I asked. "Yes, it's in the van, the garage door was open so I parked the van in there to avoid any suspicion, I'll fix it later" he said as his hand stroked my arm. He put his hand behind my head and slowly eased me forward till our mouths met again ,our tongue's meeting and entwining in a long and passionate kiss. His hand found the split in my dress and slowly eased it's way up my thigh, strangely I began to feel aroused and his hand felt my semi-hardness. Meanwhile my hand had been moving up the inside of his leg and found an already erect site for attention. "We'll need to attend to that" I said and slide to the floor on my knees in front of him. Reaching up I un-buttoned his shirt and ran my nails slowly down his chest, resting on the buckle of his trousers I slowly released it and unzipped his fly, he rose slightly and let his trousers drop as I slipped my hand inside his pants and removed his rock hard penis while pushing his pants down. I moved between his legs and slowly let my tongue brush the top of his member. Running my pinky nail across the crack of his penis he moaned slightly and allowed me to go down on him swallowing every inch as my tongue wound it's way around his shaft. I sucked furiously before feeling his buttock's tighten and his cum catapulted into the roof of my mouth. Slowing down I drew the last of his fluid from him and sat up. "That was unbelievable" he said for someone who said they were new to this you learn fast.

I relaxed on the sofa and spread myself across his lap while he recovered his energy, "Have you any fantasies" he asked, "Not really" I replied "We have quite a simple love life, we did experiment with bondage at one point, but with the kids around it makes it difficult for you to do those sort of thing's.""Would you like to try it now" he asked", "With you", "yeah why not." "Ok but not hear let's go upstairs we don't want any nosey plumbers looking in the window" I joked. He laughed "Ok you go up I just get the part from the van and join you in a minute" he said getting up and pulling on his trousers. I poured myself another glass of wine and went upstairs to wait. I remembered that when we had experimented with bondage we had bought a ball gag which was in the wardrobe out of the kids reach. I took it out and sat on the bed, within a couple of minutes my partner joined me, "Look what I found" , I said. "It was something we bought some time ago, maybe we can find a use for it"

"Maybe" he replied as he crossed the room and took it from my hand, slowly he turned me round and I saw him raising the gag to my mouth, I opened my mouth as he eased it in, he strapped it tightly to the back of my head before connecting the harness that goes over your head and down to meet the back. I was now completely speechless and unable to make a sound.

He lowered the zip on my dress and let it slip to the floor revealing the basque below, "Sexy"he whispered in my ear as I felt him taking hold of both my wrists and wrapping a strong wide tape tightly around the until I was tightly bound. He eased me forward and slipped my panties off before climbing on to the bed behind me. I felt the tip of his cock run tantalisingly close to my arse before it was rammed tightly into my pussy. It was a shock and quite painful but ballgag prevented me from protesting at all. Gripping my waist he began to move in and out , he steadied himself and one hand reached round to find my now quite erect penis. While still driving away at the rear he gripped my own member and began long strokes up and down the shaft. Within minutes my juices were pouring on to the bed and seconds later I could feel his own juices explode deep inside me.

I collapsed forward and he sat back taking in deep breathes. A few minutes later he got up and I waited for release. To my surprise I felt him grip both my ankles and quickly wrap some tape tightly round them. "Mmmpphh" I protested through the gag, wondering what was going on. I felt him lift me knees slightly and again wrap tape tightly around them making it impossible for me to move my legs. He then taped my elbows together I was now completely immobilised and wondering what the hell was going on. He rolled me round and said "It's ok wait there I won't be long" , He left the room and I hear him descend the stairs. About five minutes later he returned with what looked like a sleeping bag , crossing to the bed he opened it lifted my bound ankles and began to ease it up my body. As he reached the top he looked down at me and said, "Don't worry there a couple of holes in it so you will be able to breathe quite easily, Just don't panic thing's will be ok" With that he pulled it above my head and plunged me into darkness. I was lifted from the bed and taken

downstairs. Slowly I was lowered and felt a hard surface below my back, before there was a bang and footsteps receding away from me. It was quite and I had no idea where I was in the house. About 10 minutes had passed when I heard a noise close by, within seconds I recognised it as an engine starting and seconds later I realised that I was not in the house anymore but in a moving vehicle. What the hell was going on and more importantly where was I going ?

 

We had been driving now for some time and my mind was racing with what the hell was going on here, and where is he taking me and I need to get back before the wife comes back home. I felt the car turn and slow before it stopped, a door opened and shut and I could here steps moving away from the car. A few minutes later I heard the footsteps return and the sound of the back door of the van being opened. I was lifted out shouting for all I was worth into a tight ball gag which was eliminating almost all of the sound. Lowered on to what must have been a table I realised the zip of the sleeping bag was being opened the room was dark and nothing was distinguishable I hand gripped my arm and I felt a short prick of a needle before slipping into a deep sleep.

 

To be continued .

  

  

  

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