.. not a man." But I'm a man," he protested."But you have womanly features," I said, tracing my fingers over hishigh cheekbones and soft sensual lips...."Really, you always have. Wejust have to bring them out." Jesus," he said. "I can't believe I'm considering this." Let's just try it," I replied. "And then you can make your decisionafterward."I proceeded to get him ready. First, I covered the hole in the strap-onthat his balls dangled through. Then I dressed him in the outfit on thebed, made up. As I protest Toby is touching and kissing me and turning me on. As our sons will be with us and I think I’m showing too much, he is surprised to learn they haven’t seen or caught me naked or topless at some point before now. After a few moments, he relents and lets me wear a jacket but not do it up, but I have to agree to lose once we return home. I haven’t ever dressed like this before in my life, I feel very sluttish, but quite excited.When we get to the pub, which Dave and I go to about once. It was not easy to move around in the four and a half inch pumps, so, with my wife's help, I spent the next two days learning how to walk and dance in them. On Thursday a package arrived. It was from Dave. Receiving a package from a guy you are about to date is pretty exciting. I brought it inside the house and immediately opened it. Inside there was the most beautiful and elegant royal blue off the shoulder cocktail dress. It was so beautiful it took my breath. In my bedroom I tried it on. It. She was wearing a blue patterned blouse, unbuttoned just one too many to reveal a little of that gorgeous deep cleavage, a knee length black skirt which hugged her generous figure, black nylons and her black shoes with the short heel. She looked very respectful, only the bit of cleavage on show gave a small hint at her (other) side.You see beth although very respectable and outwardly a bit of a prude, had this wild side to her which was hidden. This 'other' side was her slutty alter ego which I.