This that go Bump in the Night

It was the ideal time. My wife was away for the weekend and a long weekend at that. So on the way home from work, I stocked up. Some pantyhose, lips gloss, stockings and fake nails. I raced home, turned off the phone and ran a warm bath. Soon I was soaking in the bath with candles and light music. As I shaved all my body hair off, I couldn't help but get aroused. Out of the bath, I got dressed for bed. First I put on my new stockings, making sure the seams were straight. Some satin nix and a satin nightie resting just above my pert bottom. I then applied my fake nails, painting each one in turn bright red. I put on my wig, and I went to bed with out make up so as not to smudge it, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was in the early hours when I was woken up with a start. There was a big crash; that bloody cat, I thought as I rushed downstairs. I burst into the front room to see what he had knocked over, but to my surprise, when I switched on the light I was confronted by a six foot man, about late 20's, broad shoulders, unshaven. The smash was him knocking over a vase as he tried to take the television.

"What are you doing?" I shouted.

"What am I doing? I am not the one dressed as a tart."

At that point I remembered I was dressed and without my wig or make up. There was no doubt that I was cross dressing.

"Do you like being a woman?" he asked as he laughed, taking my picture with his mobile phone.

Panic hit me, what was he going to do with the picture?

"Just take what you want and go, delete the picture and leave!" I pleaded.

"I will take what I want. How about I let you finish getting dressed first."

What could I do? If I didn't do as he asked then who would see the photos, how many people? My normal life would be over, so I agreed.

"Ok, I'll just go upstairs and get dressed."

"I'm gonna watch." came the reply.

So, I led him upstairs, and he sat on the edge of my bed watching me change.