Blame it on the Wedding Dress Chapter 3

"Becoming hard already?", she asked and ordered me to follow her upstairs.

I admired her walking in front of me. Her high heeled slippers knocked on the stone floor and the stair case.

She led me into her bedroom. Her husband was lying in the bed and covered himself by the white sheets.

"Hi sissie-brother-in law", he said and I greeted him as well and ignored this special tone in his voice.

"Why do you need to punish that guy in our bedroom? And at this time?" he asked his newly-wed wife reproachful.

"Very simple, my love", she replied with a smile on her face. "I'll have him punished and I'll fuck you at the same time."

"Ah, that sounds good. Come over me!"

"Be patient, my love. He needs to be prepared."

I listened to the pair quietly. I still did not know what Katie was after. Then she turned back to me. She stood there with her hands on her hips and looked me into the eyes. She smelled sleepy but I could perceive the scent of her perfume and I would have loved to embrace her and touch her through that very thin satin fabric.

"What are you waiting for? Undress."

"Ehm..." I said and looked over to Frank who now sat in the big bed.

"Come on! Don't be shy. He wants to have fun as well. Go on."

I nodded my head and pulled off my T-shirt. I looked around for a place to put it and spotted the wonderful white satin bridal gown lying on top of a chair.

"Just put it on ground. You're not paid for housekeeping."

I let it fall close to the wall and opened the belt of my trousers. When I stepped out of the Jeans Frank cried: "Look at that! He's wearing woman's panties!"

"I told you that he is a cross-dresser. - You see that he has a hard-on? And you see the wet spot in the panties? It makes him hot."

Katie posed a bit in front of me and said with a low, husky voice: "And a women dressed in fine satin makes him even hotter."