My ‘reward’ was generous and he ‘dated’ me for a couple of years before eventually making me his trophy wife.I had married Richard; but not fo... love. I could have pretty much what I pleased; providing he approved; so now it was Richard who had me on a leash.But right now I needed some ready cash to keep my marriage on an even keel. I decided to swallow my pride. I’d given Brad a call and he’d invited me over.His place was in a classy residential district and when he answered the door it. My mum suggested I go and get a light cardigan out of my room, before we left. She had also packed a small white handbag with some make up and perfume in it.I put on a thin, white crochet cardigan that my mum seemed to think looked nice with the dress.We left the house and I hoped we would not see anybody I knew. It was going to happen soon but please not today I thought. I followed my Mum and it was easy to start moving like her in the tight dress and padded rear. I pulled my shoulders back as. “Yes, daddy, I played with a girl in college. We kissed and touched, but nothing more. It was fun, but I just don’t feel attracted to girls.”“Honey, liking girls is nothing to be ashamed of. I hate to break your image of her, but your mother had sex with a few women in college.”“Yeah, I know, she told me, but I’ve never been interested in having sex with a woman.”“Okay, baby, I just don’t want you to think it’s wrong.”“Okay, daddy, can I have your thing now?”I kiss her clit and flick it with my. Thursday we stayed home again. After school, I had to get dressed up and stay as a girl until bedtime. I was getting used to it. Cheryl had taken to dressing up a bit more than usual too. She changed into a skirt and blouse or a simple dress every afternoon that week."I won't have my little brother looking prettier than I look, for a whole week."That's what she said, but I think she was doing it to make me feel more comfortable.Over Thursday dinner, I noticed that our water glasses both had.