In the afternoon I picked up a brand new, silky, red cocktail dress that I had ordered and some clear high heels. The girl in the shop asked me if I w...s planning a surprise for my partner. If she only knew. The anticipation I felt was mixed with a sense of daring. I knew full well the risk I was taking. Not only sending my wife out with a total stranger but upping the chances that someone might see them together. Someone we knew; a friend or family member. The dress had caught my eye, suitably. "God, Billy, why didn't you ever get that hard for me?" She let go of the waistband and let it slap painfully against the head of my cock.Jim walked in behind her. "Because he likes being a girl," he said, "He likes wearing panties and knee socks, and he likes being fucked by men. That's why I call him Wendy."He stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. I was reminded why she had appealed to me. Her tits were so big and round, filling that "Elle" tee-shirt she liked to wear. Her slim. "It's not working is it." he sighed."Nnng" she agreed, but she felt his body was close. he kissed her left ankle, it felt warm and wet and, well, nice."Hows that?" He asked."Mmmm" she replied."You're a silly romantic not a sub." He announced, "I've been watching you on CCTV from the attic." yynngg" she replied, in shock."You disobeyed me from the start, I said no panties." he reminded her, "Your dress is still dry, shall I send you home?"She nodded then shook her head, and then he took her. But I didn’t see her climb the wall.’ ‘She probably walked through it,’ Calum said, not smiling. Mary saw that Jessie was at their window pointing out the child to Finn. She attempted to attract attention. Jessie saw the movement and waved. Mary held up the whisky bottle and she and Finn disappeared from their breakfast room obviously on the way over. They sat at the table watching the six-year-old. ‘We should do something,’ Finn said. Mary covered her mouth in anxiety and said she wasn’t going.