Sissy Caught Cross Dressing By Dominant Girlfriend Sex Story June 27, 2007
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Sissy Caught Cross Dressing by Dominant Girlfriend Sex Story
My girlfriend is a business woman and I am an actor. I think part of the attraction is how opposite we are. I am open minded, playful and somewhat feminine for a man. And my girlfriend is strong, conservative, hard working, and has a very dominant personality. It was only a matter of time before she discovered what a sissy I am, and I discovered her need to dominate and control me.
When I would sleep over at my girlfriend’s house, she would get up and go to work early, and I would stay home until it was time to go to the theater. I began to go through her drawers and her closet and find the sexy and sluttish outfits to wear after she had left the apartment. I would try on her stockings, high heels, garter belts, panties and bras, and even her night gowns. I would dress up like my girlfriend, and add her perfume and make up and then prance around her flat looking at myself in the mirror. Then I would masturbate, undress, take a hot bubble bath, and go to work.
I have been cross dressing off and on since I was about 19. Once I told my ex girlfriend about it, and we broke up. I learned that most women do not want a cross dresser as a boyfriend and I have had to keep it a secret ever since. I am not gay, although I may be bi-sexual because at times I fantasize about being taken by a man. However I am not attracted to men, and prefer to have sex with women. But I always have the desire to cross dress and I have always wanted to share that with my girlfriend. I have always wanted to be submissive about sex, and let my girlfriend dominate me. It’s a secret I carry around and often I am forced to act like a strong man during sex, when in fact, I am just a sissy.
My lingerie longings increased and I began to do it everyday so it was only a matter of time before I was caught cross dressing by my dominant girlfriend. I was getting sloppy about putting her clothes away and more than once she would ask me if I had seen a particular panty, or bra, or night gown. Did she already know? And was she fine with it? I could only hope so.
One rainy morning, I fixed my girlfriend breakfast, kissed her off to her job, and then went back to sleep for an hour. I woke up, and began my usual routine of dressing up in the silk and lace of my pretty girlfriends clothes like the secret sissy that I am. I picked out pink stockings with a red garter belt and white lace panties. The panties were always my favorite and I wore them almost everryday. I attached the belt to the stockings and tightened it. I slipped on a pair of very slutty red high heels that my feet barely fit in. Then I fastened on a red bra. To finish my sissy ensemble, I placed a lace white teddy over my head that went down just past my butt. I went into the bathroom and put my long hair in pink pig tails, applied eye shadow and white makeup to my face. And topped it all off with my girlfriends red lipstick. I worried she must know by now that I am cross dressing because I keep using her lipstick and it’s about gone.
I looked at myself in the mirror and twirled around, checking my cute ass out, making female sexy faces, and sprayed some perfume on my neck. Then I walked back to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed and began to read my girlfriends magazines like Como and Glamour. I felt very sissified and very delicious. I was in sissy heaven.
About that time, I heard a noise in my closet that scared me have to death and I screamed, “who’s there?”
Slowly my girlfriend crawled out of the closet and stood over me looking very upset.
“I can explain” I said. “You see, I am working an a play at the theater and this is method acting. I am trying to get into the head of my co-star.” I begged my girlfriend.
“You are caught you little sissy. I caught you cross dressing in my clothes. You have been caught red handed wearing my clothes. I know you are a little sissy. I have suspected it for some time now.” My girlfriend said.
“No, you don’t understand, I was just rehearsing for the play. Please believe me.” I pleaded.
“It’s bad enough that you have been stealing my lingerie and expensive sexy outfits to dress yourself in. You have been stretching them all out, forgetting to put them back in the proper place, and using all my make up. Don’t lie to me on top of all that and say you are not secretly wearing my clothes, when it is obvious that you love to cross dress because you are a little sissy boy. A girly boy. Isn’t that true my little sissy slut?” My girlfriend said.
I was speechless. I buried my head in the pillow and began to cry. It was true. All true. I was a little sissy, and had been caught cross dressing. I was so ashamed.
“You know sweetie, when I met you, one of the reasons why I liked you was because you were such a sensitive man. A good listener, and had a very feminine side. I still love that about you very much. I have known about your desire to dress in woman’s clothes almost since the beginning. I was waiting for you to ask me to help you. But you never did. So, I had to resort to hiding in your closet, the last place you look in the morning, and spying on you. This is not the first time I have done it. I have watched you prance around like a little girly boy several times. I must confess, that at first I was concerned about it, but after telling all my girlfriends about you, I began to see the good side of it. And I began to realize that it turned me on.”
I continued to sob like a little girl. I looked up into my girlfriends eyes. She was seeing me in a very vulnerable state. She took my held and held it in her lap and stroked my hair in pig tails.
“It’s ok, sissy boy. I accept you and love you the way you are. Even if you are a panty slut. It’s the dishonestly that bothers me and I am going to have to punish you for it. Do you understand?” My girlfriend said.
“Yes”, I sobbed. “I am so so so very sorry. Please forgive me. I love you very much and don’t want to lose you.”
“I want you to lay over my lap and stick that little sissy butt up in the air. Do it now.” She said.
I crawled like a slug across my girlfriends lap, she lifted up my white lace teddy and exposed my pantied butt. She massaged my ass for a moment, then forcefully pulled down my panties and began to spank me many times.
“From now on, (spank) you will always (spank) tell me (spank) when you (spank) want to wear (spank) my sissy clothes. (spank). Do you understand panty boy?” She said.
“Yes”, I cried. “Yes, yes.”
When my girlfriend had finished administering my punishment, she held me for a long time as I cried in her chest.
“There there my sweet boyfriend. It’s going to be ok. Now it’s all out in the open and you can come out of the closet.” She said.
“I’m not gay, if that is what you are thinking. I just like to dress up in women’s clothes. It’s a very liberating feeling. I still want to make love to you. I still want you, I still love you.” I said.
My dominant girlfriend kissed me. We laid down together and she stroked my cock in her panties until it was poking out of the top of the lace. I reached under her business suit and began to finger her swollen clit until she was moaning heavily in my ear.
“Are you my sweet sissy boy?” She asked.
“Yes, I will always be your sissy boy” I said.
“Make love to me now like the girly boy that you are.” She said.
My girlfriend took my hard cock out of my panties and slowly placed it in her wet pussy. She controlled my movement and I allowed her to do so.
“You are such a sweet and soft lover. From now on, when I leave for work, I am going to place your sissy clothes on the bed. You want that don’t you?” She asked.
“Yes, very much.” I replied.
“And when you get home at night, I am going to place different clothes for my sissy boyfriend to wear around the house. You want that too don’t you my panty slut? “ She said.
“Yes, I want that too.” I said.
“And from now on, you are going to be both my man, and lesbian lover aren’t you? You are going to fuck me like a man when I want, and fuck me like a girl too.” She said.
“Yes, oh yes” I cried.
My girlfriend began to climax and cum all over my pantied cock. The sound of my lace teddy against her business suit was too much and I exploded inside of her pussy and she came. We collapsed together and held each other tightly and kissed and hugged. It was wonderful.
“Sweetie,” she said. “I think it’s time for the new Glamour magazine to be out. Would you mind picking us up one on your way home from the theater?”
“I would be delighted to.” I said.
“That’s why I love my little sissy boyfriend.” She said.
And that is the sex story of the sissy caught cross dressing by his dominant girlfriend.
Hello I have a sissy boyfriend and I caught him crossdressing. I am a very dominant women and I found it a great wonderful surprise. Now i take my sexy sissy boyfriend shopping all the time and I have forced him to be a crossdesser. Out sex life has never been better. Thanks so much for these free sex stories about sissies and dominant women.
Dominant Girlfriend.
wish i could find a girlfriend like that
my name graham i like to wear women bra panty dresses nighty and silk socking i have wore french maid dress would to find some one to train me to be sissy maid willing to be yourslave
Hiya I’m John and I also have a dominant girl friend when I am at her house I wear nothing but lingerie and am made entirely along with any of 4 wigs she has bought for us, When we go out I am very high cut and waist panties always pink and lacy, when I wear these the are much higher than my jeans or shorts and it is easy to see that I am a panty boy. When we have sex she uses a strap on forcing me to suck it and I have learned to take all of it deep throating, When she finally gets around to letting me cum I am in a nighty or baby dolls, she calls me her little panty boy slut, and she says sluts have to learn to like the taste of sticky boy cum. Needless to say I have swallowed or eaten my cum in many different ways
Maggie is here beside me watching me type this out and wants you to know that I am wearing boyshort garter belt stockings lacy red bra with a blonde short wig on, that is what I have been wearing around the house all day even with her girlfriend over.
thank you all
hi my name is denes i like to wear lingerie dresses bra pantys and to find some one to trian me as sissy slave to be
If only life were fantisy like that eh? But I find this line to be more accurate “I learned that most women do not want a cross dresser as a boyfriend and I have had to keep it a secret ever since.”
I had been crossdressing behind closed doors for a long time. When I was caught by my girlfriend my life changed forever.
I was young and in shape. I competed in cycling races (CAT II CLASS). Because of my racing I used that as an excuse to always be waxed and sheven clean. I didn’t really shave because of racing but that was my story. I stayed shaven because behind closed doors I loved to dress up. I had a rather large wardrobe in a closet in a second room where I kept all my bike gear. My girlfriend seldom ever went in that room and I kept the closet (like my secret life) locked. I told her it was to keep my expensive stuff safe.
gosh I loved to drress up and I even had long hair to the middle of my back. It was not styled or anything but it was long thick and soft. And of course in those days a lot of guys (including myself) had pierced ears. Both of mine had small diamond studs. My girlfriend, Amy, often kidded me about my long hair and sexy legs and my thin face. She said I would make the perfect girlfrind for someone some day, and the then she would giggle.
My sex life with Amy was always great. We loved to cuddle and carress each other. I would softly suck on her ear lobes and her nipples and Amy seemed to like sucking my nipples and I loved it.
One fall Amy was of to class and I knew she would be be away at class for a couple of hours so I went to the room and started to play dress up.
Since it was Fall there were a lot of costume parties on the week ends and I would dress up playing in my mind what it would be like to go out in public ddressed as a girl.
On this occasion I had put on and taken off several different outfits when I walked into my real bedroom that I shared with Amy. I was wearing a red schoolgirl mini skirt black sheer lace top stocking a very sheer white long sleeve French cuffed button up blouse. I had on a very sexy pair of red satin and lace hipster panties and a matching bra which you could see through the blouse. I also had on a very very sexy pair of low cut black patent leather 5 inch pumps. My blouse was tucked in my skirt and I had a 5 inch wide cut black patent leather belt with a large buckle. And I had a pair of large hooped ear rings. Each hoop held 5 little hoops on them which dangled on my ears. I felt like a million bucks.
As I walked into the bedroom my mind was racing. Today all I could think about was seeing what Amy had to wear. I had never worn her clothes. I considered her to be very close to my size or me to hers but since I had a nice little stash of clothes I never really looked to see what she had other than what I saw her actually wear.
I opened her side of the closet door and pulled balck skirts and blouses and sweaters and jeans and some nice slacks and then jack pot. Deeper in the closet I found some dresses. There were a couple of party dresses and some prom dresses. I pulled some out of the closet and walked over to the full length mirror on the wall to hold the up to myself to see what I looked like.
I swished over to the mirror in a dazze. My head was swimming with excitement and I could feel the swishing on the dresses on my stocking legs as I walked over to the mirror. I was holding a very cute pink prom dress up to my leggs as I piered at my stockinged leggs and high heeld showes below the hem line. I turned my feet from side to side on my toes looking at the bellowy hem on my leggs.
I tossed the other dress I was holding in my other hand onto the bed and as I held up the pink prom dress to my chest I tossed my long hair back as my ear rings dangled softly on my neck and looked into the mirror.
I was horrified. I froze dead in my tracks as my eyes open wide with shock as I gazed into the mirror. Behind me in the door way was Amy. She had to be standing there for who knows how long.
Our eyes met and her eyes too opened wide. She sheepishly threw her hands into the air and with a forced smile she stated, “Surprise!!”
I dropped the pink prom dress to the bed and slowly turned around. Amy coughed with a very surprised look on her face and with her hands still in the air she replied before I could say a word, “WOW!!” She dropped her hands down and put them on her hips and still looking shocked she again stated ,”WOW”, before I even knew what to say.
There I was standing in my sexy heels, skirt, and opaque blouse showing off my red lace bra. At that moment I was thinking I wish I still had the prom dress in my hands to cover up but it was obviously pointless by now to cover myself. I was caught red handed– or should I say red paintied and skit.
Amy walked toward me with her hands streatched out towards me and she said,” OH MY GOSH, is that what you are wearing to the party tonight?”
I was speachless. I did not even know we were going to a party tonight but I could not utter a reply when Amy continued, “YOU LOOK AWESOME BABE.”
I was still speechless and still had not uttered a sound. Amy took my hands and held them up as her eyes rushed over my body. Amy laughed nervously and again told me how awesome I looked.
Amy started to look around the room and saw her closet door open and the other dresses out on the bed. She picked up the pink prom dress I was holding just moments ago and held it up to me. She still looked surprised and then she pulled the dress away and looked at me again in a different light. With her mouth still open and her eyes open wide she reached up and touched my breast to feel the sexy bra which she could just make out through my blouse.
She tossed the prom dress to the side and now with both her hands she softly touch both of my breasts as she gaezed at my attire. She chuckled with a sly smile and as her hands slid over my blouse and skirt she stated,” You have been planning this haven’t you?”
My throat was dry and my voice cracked in a high pitch reply as I said, “yes I have, what do you think?”
Amy still smiling and touching me said, ” I don’t know.”
I quickly replied, “well, you always said I would make a pritty girlfriend for you.”
I DIDN’T say for me, Amy replied. I slowely pulled her close and told her, “It’ll be fun.” I leaned forward to kiss her as she leaned away from me me but our lips did meet and she pressed her lips to mine as her hands continued to explore my girlish outfit covered body.
As we kissed Amy reached under my little red mini skirt and felt my lace pantiies. Amy pulled her mouth away from mine and looked down as she pulled up the front of my mini skirt to reveal my sexy little red lace hipster panties. “MMMMMM”, she moaned and she lightly felt my now growing cock inside my red lace panties.
Amy smilled and with a musky voice said, ” You love this don’t you? You sexy sissy slut”.
I pressed my lips back to hers and replied, “MMM–mmm.”
Amy, who was also wearing a mini skirt but made of denim pulled her skirt up and she pulled her pink satin bekini panties down and commanded me to fuck her.
I pulled my cock out from the side of my panties and picked Amy up onto the edge of the bed. Amy put he leggs over my hips and I shoved my cock deep into her wet pussy in with thrust.
With a loud moan Amy immediately started bucking as I strooked my cock in and out of her wet hole. As I stood in my 5 inch pumps and stalkings my ear rings giggled in my ears as I thrust back and fourth.
I was totally amazed when shortly into our session and before I could cum Amy wrapped her fuzzy boot covered feet around my waist and pulled me tightly as her pussy spassimed with wave after wave of orgasims. Her boddy shook and bucked as if her orgasims were shock waves of electricity golting through her sexy frame.
I quickly cam after her and I was in heaven when Amy gave me her deep kiss of approval as she pulled me close to her and told me I was awesome.
The seal of approval. I had totally gotten away with it all and that made me as hard as a rock.
As I slowely continued to stab at her pussy with my rock hard cock Amy looked up at me and asked, ” have you ever thought about letting a guy make love to you?”
Totally caught off guard I replied, “what?” as I stopped stroking her.
I LOOKED DOWN AT Amy and Amy looked up at me and said, ” Your fucking sexy Babe. Guys are going to want to fuck you all night long looking like this.” ” Guys always like it when 2 girls go at it why can’t 2 guys go at it and besides Your too prity to be a guy.” I just looked at her to try and read her and she continued, ” I’ll at least have to find you a guy to blow. You love it. A mouth full of warm succulant cum.” Amy continued to look at me with an expession of assurance. ” You will,” she said and nodded with her head and she fineshed by telling me what I told her, “It’ll be fun”. and then she pulled me close and deeply kissed me. The kiss of acceptance.
Amy then abruptly said,” Oh get off me.” I thought she came to realize who I really was and was now angry about it.
“Cramp!” Amy groaned. “I have a hug cramp in the inner thigh.” I stepped back from her and tucked my shrinking cock back into my red lace panties and I pulled my skirt down.
Amy got up and walked to the bathroom as I started to hang up her dresses. As Amy walked down the hall to the bthroom she turned toward the open door of the other room and saw my locked closet door still standing open.
Amy’s mouth gapped open she looked into the room and she could see my own dresses skirts and blouses hanging in my private closet. Boots pumps sexy lace sandals on the floor below my sexy clothes.
OH MY FUCKING GOSH!! She yelled. She walked into the room as I folled after her. Amy grabbed a mini dress from a hanger and turned to me. “All this shit is your isn’t it?”
I was instantly back to the shocked state I was in when she first caught me. All I could do is shake my head yes.
“Are you sure you have never fucked a guy before?” Amy stated firmly as she turned and looked at my girly wardrobe hanging in my closet. Amy opend a small upright dresser in the closet and saw my sexy panties and bras and teddys and stockings. “All of this and you have never even given a blow job?” I spoke up and assuered her I had never been with a guy before.
Amy pulled some panties out of the drawer and looked at the and then at me and asked, “Are you sure? I mean it’s okay if you have but have you ever cheated on me?” “NO.” I said, “I swear I have never been with a guy and I have never cheated on you.”
Amy looked at me in my mini skirt and heels. I hardly looked like a man of authority trying to convince her I was serious about being faithful to her.
Amy tossed the panties in the drawer and took me by the hands and said, ” I love you babe and I don’t care if you dress up and I don’t care if you suck cock so long as you never again keep any secrets from me.
I pulled Amy close to me and I assured her I would never keep any more secrets and I told her again that I had never sucked a guy. Amy kissed me and played with the buttons on my blouse and she slid a hand into my bra and squezed my left nipple. You are very sexy and guys are going to want to lay you down and its okay if you do so long as I know about it.” Gently needing my nipple in her fingers Amy pressed her mouth to mine before I could respond to her comment. The truth is I had never been with a guy but the thought of a big fat cock in my mouth did make me horny.
Amy pulled away from me and walked to the bathroom and simply asked as if she was asking one of her own girl friends asked me, ” are you going to wear that tonight or are you going to change?” Thinking I should change into my guy clothes again I said I was going to change. Amy said nothing more and shut the bathroom door behind her.
I walked into my private closet and thumbed through my sexy outfits. I was still unsure of what Amy thought of me. As long as we had been together we had never had an argument and sex was always great but was this all going to change.
I unbuttoned my blouse and skirt. I let my red skirt drop to the floor thinking in my mind about how sad I always felt when I had to transform back into my masculine self. Stand in my black stockings pumps and my red panties and bra with my blouse open wide I started to un cuff my cuffs when Amy came out of the bathroom. Still nervouse I turned around startled as If I was again caught by Amy for the first time. I twirled around and looked at her as my blouse swung open exposing me in my sexy panties bra stocking and pumps.
Amy walked over to me and put her hand on my butt as she turned me toward the closet. “Lets see,” she said as she started to go through my closet. Amy pulled out another skirt with her left hand while her right hand was still on my butt. “This is nice she said.” OH my gosh I thought. She still wants me to go out dressed as a girl. Amy hung the skirt back up and she took her hand off my butt and reached into the closet. “This is nice.” Amy pulled out a very sexy satin and lace black cocktail dress. It was a layered short satin and lace cocktail dress with wide satin shoulder straps. I loved that dress but it was always a tight squeze to wriggle into by myself. The top half was a very snug fit and the lower part of the dress was layered and flaired out. It came down just above me knees.
Amy held it up to me. “That’s nice.” she said as looked me over. I looked down at my self with my heels on and before I could respond Amy stated, ” Or, you could wear my pink prom dress that you like.”
I did not know what to say but responded, “well, what ever you think.” “This is real cute.” Amy stated.
Amy sent me into the bathroom to take a long bath and she got herself dressed for the party.
Amy set out a pair of satin and lace Pink panties and a matching bra. She found another pair of sheer black lace top stockings and a pair of satin 5 inch pumps.
After Amy helped me into my sexy and slightly tight dress I stepped into my pumps and Amy led me to the bathroom. She teased and sprayed my hair and applied make up. Amy pulled out a pair of silver and diamond dangly ear rings from a drawer and slipped them on me. She painted my nails red and my lips to match. She then sprayed me with her perfume and sent me into the living room to wait for her to get ready.
When Amy came out of the room she was wearing the pink prom dress I had been looking at when she caught me. Pink pumps and sheer pink stockings she looked totally awesome. “WOW” I said as she came out. You look gorgeous I told her.
“Are you ready,” Amy asked and she grabbed a pink purse from the closet. Amy turned to me and said,” Opps, You need apurse also. Do you have one?” She asked. “No, I have ner gotten one. Amy reached into the closet and pulled out a small black purse. She rached to the counter and emptyed my wallet out and put only the basics into my purse. Amy then went back to the bathroom and came out with 2 tampons in her hands. “You never know” she said and then dropped them both into my purse and handed it to me.
Amy said let me drive as we headed out to the car and we were off to the party. This was the first time I was ever out of the house dressed up and the cool night air on my stocking legs blowing through my dress was a fantastic feeling.
When we arried at the party Amy parked the car and looked at me. “Ready?” She asked with wide eyes. “I don’t know” I responded with a tight throat. “Youl be fine, Your gorgeous.” She assured me. I grabbed my purse and I stepped out of the car. We had to park about a block away due to there so many already at the party. We slowely both walked in our sexy dresses and high heels. Amy took my hand and smiled big and again said I was gorgeous. We walked hand in hand to the front door and Amy rang the door bell.
I was nervouse as hell but yet I felt like a million bucks. Amy reading my mind said, “You look like a million bucks.” The door opened.
The door swung open and one of my buddies dressed like a football player and holding a long neck beer looked at the two of us and said come on in. Amy and I walked into the house and Brian told us to mengle and have fun. I swear Brian must not have even recognised me all dressed.
Brian walked awy as Amy and I walked around. “You can let that big football stud fuck you. ” Amy said with a smile. “Oh hush,” I said. “Brian is my friend.” Amy laughed, “perfect,” She said, “Okay, you can just give him a blow job.” My eyes opend wide. Amy was not talking quitely and there were a lot of people there. It was noisy but if someone was paying any attention I would be found out fast.
Amy took me by the arm and said, “Okay, I have never been with a girl before so, You find me a girl for tonight and I will find a guy for you tonight.” I have seen Amy french kiss a girl before on a dare but as far as I know she had never been with another girl. Just as I was beginning to negotiate terms of deal a tall dark stud walked up to us and held out a beer. I had never seen him before but Amy obviously did. “Steve,” Amy shouted gleefully. “Oh my gosh it has been about a year hasn’t it?” She said. “Steve,” Amy turned toward me. “This is my fiance James” He is going by the name of Jammie for tonight.” My eyes were wide opened and I was hazzed with nervousnes. “Hi,” I stammered. Steve held out a beer to me with a big smile. Amy put her hands on Steves shoulders and turned him directly at me. “This is my cousin Steve and he was in Iraq for a year.” Steve was was just barely taller than I was as I stood in front of him in my party dress and heels. I could’t even sound masculine so I just smiled and nodded my head.
Amy turned to walk away from us and then turned back to me and said, “I’m going to go get me a beer Babe.” Holding my own beer and my purse I nodded to Amy and saying in a loud whisper for the both of us to hear Amy put her left had up next to Steve and pointed at her hand as if Steve could not see her Amy said ,”Steve is gay!” Amy smiled big and shook her head in agrement. Steve chuckled and smiled as he looked at Amy. Amy looked at Steve with a smile and said to himm “I’m trying to get Jammie laid tonight.” My mouth hung open wide as Amy pranced off to get her beer.
Steve turned back towards me still smiling and said, “She’s a quarker all right. I’ve known her my whole life.” “Not really knowing what to say I sheepishly said that since I was all dressed up Amy thought it would be cute for me to find a guy for the night. I was looking at the large bulge in Steves pants and was wanting to know what it would be like to suck it. When Amy was out of the house at home I had often used a dildo on my ass. I loved the feeling of a big rubber cock stuffed in my ass. I was still looking at his crotch when Steve responded, “Well you do look fantastic.” I looked up at Steve with a blushing face and sheepishly smile and said thanks. Steve smiled as I swallowed my beer in a large gulp.
“Hey,” Steve smiled big don’t drink too fast. If you get drunk I might have my way with you myself.” without even thinking what I said and still in a horney sexy hazzy mind I replied ,”You can.” realising what I said my eyes opend wide. “OH my gosh I said as I held my beer up to my mouth.
Steve stepped close to me as Amy walked back up holding 2 beers. Steve turned to her and said Jammie found his date for tonight.
Beer shot into my nose as I backfired a swig of beer he Amy looked at me. Smiling big Amy said “That was quick Babe, Rock on, Steve is a sweet guy.”
I could not believe what we were all talking about and I could not believe how Amy was taking it all then Amy turned to Steve and said, “you can have him tonight and do what ever you want.” Then Amy took my hand and pulled me close to her and gave me a big deep kiss and as she pulled away and fixed my lipstick said “you can have him tonight but he is still my sexy little fiance.”