Making of My Sissy (Part Three)

Making of My Sissy (Part Three)One day I was home to see, first hand, how my sissy’s day progressed. The day went as I thought it would, well planned and a perfect schedule to keep my little one busy. Then there was a knock at the door. My sissy never went near the door. I watched as the bell rang. Again my sissy never even looked at the door. I asked him if there was something wrong. He said that he doesn’t answer the door when dressed as such. I asked “dressed as what?” “This is what you liked and you agreed that you would like to try dressing.” “Part of doing house chores is answering the door as well.” “ He said he was sorry and that he wasn’t ready to show his fetish to outsiders.” I knew I had to help him with his shyness about who he was. As time went by my sissy was really enjoying his new role around the house. He seemed comfortable in his gurly clothes and he loved wearing the new slippers I bought for him. They went well with his nylon covered legs and feet. Somehow a low heel slipper gaziantep escort bayan with powder puff balls on the top of the instep always shouts out “I am a sissy”, lol. I decided that my sissy needed some more excitement and I planned on helping him with his shyness at the same time.I had started to date more out of a physical necessity than for love. I found younger guys showing an interest in me. I really liked the attention since they were only interested in satisfying me than dating me as a girlfriend. Many asked about my husband and I answered that he was not interested in sex anymore. I couldn’t tell them that he was more interested in cock than my pussy. I usually met after work and I would call my sissy to tell him I will be a little late tonight. A good sissy he was as dinner was always ready whatever time I arrived home. My friends would see me out alone and on my way home several hours after work had ended. I know they had their thoughts about what I was doing but no one ever asked me face to face. That is except one person…that was my bff. Linda was my best friend forever. We were more like sisters, and my own sister would call Linda “our” sister. Linda had seen me one night on my way home from a date. She asked me how everything was going. I told her wonderful. As our coversation continued Linda asked about my hubby and I told her that he was really doing well even though he was not working. She asked about his job loss and I told her but everything works out for a reason, and I believe he was to be at home and take on the Mr Mom chores. She gave me a strange look becuse she knew my husband longer than I had known him. I said “Linda I have to tell you something but it is a long story.” She agreed to meet the next night. I called my sister and asked her to meet with Linda and I for some drinks. After work I hurried to a local spot and Linda was already there. We sat and chatted until Susan arrived. Once we were all together I told Linda that I was seeing someone from work. She was a little taken back but I reminded her of the fact that her husband caught her with another man not once but three times, with the same guy. She asked me who he was and I said just a guy I know. My sister asked if my husband knew and I said sort of. “What does that mean, sort of”, she asked. I said its different between us now, we are older, and starting to grow apart. They weren’t buying that pitch. “Come on s*s” Susan said. “That doesn’t sound like you guys.” Well I told them what I had seen a few years back when I caught my hubby on his knees in the garage. Now I had their attention. I continued telling them how the hubby wanted to try his hand at sissyhood and how I have helped make his dreams come true. They were speechless. They both sat there absorbing the words. Then I said look my hubby is to be known as sissymishel and this is something he wanted. I went on to tell them that our sexlife was at level zero since I caged him and I found satisfaction through other sources. I invited them to the house to see and hear from my sissy first hand.