Friday Morning Silence

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Darryl's Visit - Thursday

I spent last Thursday getting things ready for Darryl’s visit. I don’t know why I was so nervous, I mean, after all, he is an old friend who has seen me as Beverly many times now. And let’s be honest, he really isn’t coming to see me. He wants to stay here so he can spend time with Linda, enjoying sex with her at my expense.

Linda didn’t say much when she left for work this morning, just ‘make sure the house is ready for Darryl’s visit’. She didn’t even ask me what was for dinner or tell me what she wanted me to be wearing when he got here later.

I had the house prepped and dinner in the oven cooking away all by mid-afternoon. That left me with time to get myself ready. I went and took a long, soaking bath, shaved my body head to toe, painted my nails, selected my undies (matching set of course), put on my make-up using extra care, and picked out a skirt and blouse to wear. My hair was starting to grow out, and Meghan had done a great job on my last salon visit of highlighting and shaping it into a cute feminine style, so I decided to fix it up and forego the wig. Besides, it would be cooler for this warm summer day.

Linda came flying in the door at 4:30, shouting for me to follow her to the bedroom. I walked into the bedroom just as she was stepping out of her skirt, which she threw at me with implied instructions to take care of it.

“I need to take a quick shower. Lay out some clothes for me. You know, sexy underwear set, oh, and my summer sundress that I like so much,” she stated as she left her clothes in a pile on the floor and rushed, naked, into the bathroom. “By the way, you look very nice. I like what you are doing with your hair.”

I picked up the pile of clothes, put them in the hamper, and then went about laying out her outfit for the evening. I knew that she would want nylons and a garter belt along with matching bra and panty. I still feel weird picking out undies for her wear for her boyfriend. Just as I placed the dress on the bed she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, which quickly ended up on the floor for me to pick up. She made no comment on my selections, just got silently dressed without a look my way. I am sure her mind was on the evening ahead and I was not involved in the intimate thoughts. I just stood there silently waiting for further instructions.

Finally, she seemed to realize that I was still present and spoke without looking at me. “I am okay here. Why don’t you go take care of dinner and wait for Darryl’s arrival. Tell him I will be down shortly.” With that, I was dismissed. The tone for the evening had been established.

Twenty minutes later, while I was working in the kitchen, the doorbell chime announced Darryl’s arrival. He stepped in as I opened the door… I think he half expected a curtsy out of me… smiled as he took in my appearance, and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek in a warm greeting. His bag was by the outside door and he glanced at it, and said, “would you be so kind as to take that up to my bedroom.” He didn’t say which bedroom was ‘his’, but we both knew that he meant the master bedroom that he would be sharing with Linda.

As I entered the bedroom, Linda was spraying herself with perfume, including a spritz under her skirt. The meaning of this was not lost on me and she smiled as she saw my recognition. She wanted to smell nice ‘down there’ for Darryl.

I silently place his bag on the floor by the bed, then retreated out the door, to be followed by a “tell him I will be down in a minute.” It was clear that Linda wanted to make a grand entrance for her beau.

Fortunately, I was in the kitchen when she came down, so I missed their welcome to each other. I was surprised that I wasn’t summoned to prepare cocktails for them. I found them in a tight embrace when I came to announce that dinner was ready. It took them a full minute to pull themselves apart and come to the dinner table.

Over dinner Darryl filled us in on his latest activities and his business ventures that brought him to town (he is developing a strip mall). He informed us that he would be very busy all day Friday but would be taking Linda out for a late dinner… without me! They would be having a solo date in our hometown. Linda saw the worried look on my face and I am sure she was concerned as well. She had to work in this community and we knew many people. Being seen out on a date with another man was risky for her.

Darryl seemed to read our thoughts, or anticipated our reaction. “Don’t worry. I will be taking you someplace safe and out of the way,” he reassured her.

I was quiet throughout dinner as most of the conversation centered around the two of them. Darryl did set down some rules for the weekend.

Addressing me, he stated, “While I am here, you will be dressed as Beverly as you are now. Not as a maid, but as either fully feminine or in sissy attire, unless instructed otherwise. That means inside the house as well as out.” He did not ask for my understanding or acceptance as it was understood that both were implied.

Turning to Linda, he said, “you and I will be a couple all weekend, no matter where we go or what we do. That means that if we are seen by other people, they will know that we are ‘together’. Do you understand?” Nervously, but without hesitation, Linda nodded her head in agreement. I know we were both scared where that might lead and what consequences it might have. I half expected some comment by Linda, but she accepted her role without question.

“Also, like when you were in Florida at the condo, after this evening you will be naked at all times in this house unless instructed otherwise.” This time Darryl did not ask for her agreement.

With the rules established, he sat back in his chair with a satisfied smiled. He was king of this castle once again.

I cleared the table as they retired to the living room. Once I had cleaned the kitchen, I went to join them. I found Linda naked and standing before a seated Darryl. He was just sitting there looking at her, taking in her naked beauty from head to toe. He made a gesture with his hand and she obediently turned slowly around so he could view her backside. As she turned full circle, he reached out and grasped her pubic hair.

“I want this gone tonight. After we go to bed, go and shave your pussy bald. Make sure it stays that way,” he ordered. I didn’t know if he had meant for this weekend or permanently.

“I promised you a spanking and I think we should get that out of the way right now. Assume the position,” he instructed as Linda stretched out over his knees. “Beverly, go get me a hairbrush.” I could see the panic look on Linda’s face, as she had never been spanked by anything other than his hand. We both knew that this was going to hurt a lot worse than any spanking she has had before.

When I returned with the brush, he was softly caressing her bottom, reassuring her that he would be fair. Then he proceeded to give her ten very loud, and I am sure very painful, swats. She had tears streaming down her face, but she never uttered a sound. I was worried about how she was feeling. Darryl found the answer for me.

He set the brush down then took his hand and forced her knees apart, exposing her pussy in the process. He rubbed his fingers along her slit, then sunk two fingers between her folds.

“Your pussy is gushing because you liked being spanked like that. It turned you on, didn’t it?”

He was right. Linda’s pussy was glistening with her flowing juices. I was shocked by her reaction. She was, indeed, very turned on.

“Come then,” Darryl instructed as he gently pushed Linda off his knees. “Let’s go to the bedroom and enjoy the rest of the night.”

With that, they walked hand-in-hand up the stairs without any further words to me. I was left standing in the living, recovering from witnessing my wife turned on by a firm spanking.

As I headed up the stairs, I stopped by the open bedroom doorway and looked in to see them lying on the bed in a lover’s embrace. Once again, I was out of their minds and left in my own little world.

All I can say is WOW!

It has been a very interesting weekend. Darryl just left so hopefully life can return to normal again... if that is possible at all! There is so much to tell so let me get my head around all of this and I will report back with several posts this week. Be sure to check back regularly if you are interested in all of the details!
And just to be clear, I am not permitted to post photos of Darryl at all. Also, Linda does not want her face appearing on my blog. You will see many photos accompanying my blogs that are used for illustration only. There may be some actual photos of Linda used but they will not show her face. So when in doubt assume that the photos are stock photos used to enhance the posting. How's that for a disclaimer!
Ok, I am going to try to get a good night's sleep and recover from these last four hectic days. More to come soon.
Beverly

Company is Coming!

Darryl arrives tonight! He actually is in town now for meetings all day but will be staying at our house for three nights. I am not sure if I will be able to update my blog during this time so it may be Monday before I can get back on here. I will report back faithfully as soon as I can. Stay tuned!
Until then, here is another adventure that recently took place.

Night out with Jesse

A few posts back I mentioned Jesse. He is the gay brother of Julie, Linda’s co-worker. Jesse is new to the area and doesn’t know anyone other then the few people he works with in a small office. He is not from this area so knows little about the gay scene or where to go for a night out.

Julie had asked Linda if there was a chance that I could take Jesse out some night to show him some of the local watering holes frequented by the gay community. Linda had volunteered my assistance without consulting me, as if she really had to! I always do what Linda tells me.

So it is not surprising that Thursday evening I found myself getting dressed up to go out for the night with Jesse. Linda insisted that I wear the short skirt and slinky top that she had picked out. I thought that it would send the wrong signals to wear something so sexy, but I put them on as Linda instructed.

Turned out that Jesse was a nice guy, attractive and dressed nicely, and actually listened to me when I talked. That was refreshing.

We went to the gay nightclub, which was of course kind of quiet, being a Thursday evening and all. So it wasn’t much of a surprise when we ended up the only people on the dance floor. Jesse was a good dancer as well so we danced several dances before sitting down to our drinks and conversation. I even found myself relaxing during one of the slow dances as he maneuvered us around the dance floor. Somehow, we found ourselves in the back corner of the dance floor when the song ended, and Jesse took advantage of our location to kiss me. For some reason, I just went along with the kiss and let it last longer than it should have, sending wrong signals and setting the stage for the rest of the evening.

For the rest of the night Jesse held my hand or put his arm around me as we walked to and from the dance floor. Several more kisses were shared, and soon we were headed home. A long, tongue-wrestling kiss ensued at my door, and I found myself inviting him in for coffee, which somehow led to us making out on the sofa for another half hour. He tried to advance the action further but I was somehow able to convince him that it was time to end the date and pushed him out the door.

As I entered the bedroom, Linda asked from the darkness, “Did you have a good evening?” Fortunately, she was too tired for details so I was spared having to confess my actions. As I fell asleep I had very mixed thoughts… I had fulfilled my task of showing Jesse a place that he could go and meet people… but did I want him to go there without me?

Tattoo Parlors

As instructed, I did some checking up on tattoo parlors in our area. I couldn’t believe how many there were. There were two that stood out as appearing higher class than the others, so I drove over to check them out. I met with the artist at each, got an idea of the costs based on what little I knew of that Darryl wanted, got a tour of the establishments, and walked out with my suggestion to Darryl confirmed.

It was really difficult to ask for price ideas when I didn’t know what the tattoo would be, if it would be something from their tattoo book or an original design, or even where the tattoo would be placed. I had told them that the tattoo was for my wife, but found it awkward to reveal that I had no idea where it was going to go. So I asked how they handled the placement of tattoos in intimate locations and was told that they would supply whatever coverage of the area needed that still allowed them access while conforming to the recipient’s comfort level.

“We get some ladies in here that throw modesty out the window and lay there buck naked while I work around their pussy,” one of the artist volunteered. I wondered where Linda would fall along that modest spectrum, or what Darryl would allow was more likely.

So if the tattoo issue comes up, I guess we are ready with a location.

And speaking of Darryl, he is coming to town later this week. He called Linda Saturday and confirmed his arrival. They talked for a long time so I am sure that they were making plans for his stay.

Maybe I should just leave town!

Sisters

So much catching up to do that I will get right to it. In my last post, I talked about being bored so I called my sister to see if she wanted to get together. She asked what I had in mind. She could tell I was nervous because of the way I was hemming and hawing, not coming out and saying what was on my mind.

“You are dressed as Beverly right now aren’t you?” she asked as she guessed correctly.

When I confirmed that I was she said, “And you want to go out and do something ‘girly’, is that right?” She hit it perfectly.

“Do you want to go shopping or go get something to eat, or did you have another idea?” she inquired.

“I was thinking that maybe we could go get our nails done or something,” I blushingly replied.

“That’s a great idea. I really need a pedicure. Why don’t I pick you up in an hour and we will go check out that new salon that just opened by the mall,” she commented excitedly.

I headed to the bedroom to slip into something fun and comfortable. I selected a white skirt and print top along with white sandals that would show off the pedicure I was going to get. An application of daytime makeup followed by a spritz of perfume and I was ready to go just as she pulled into the driveway.

“Is it my imagination or are you spending more time as Beverly,” Pam commented as I slid into the seat beside her. “You really look good and appear so comfortable like this that it is difficult for me to think of you as my little brother. You are definitely my sister now, and I love it.”

I gave her hand a squeeze. “I really enjoy spending time as Beverly, especially when I can get out of the house. It’s not something I am going to do full time, but I love to take advantage of every opportunity I can,” I replied.

“I’m not so sure about the full time thing. I know that Linda is comfortable with you this way, and you certainly look good. I could see my brother disappearing all together in the near future. And just so you know, your family would support you if you decided to go that route.”

Oh, this was going to be a very enjoyable day!

We were able to get right into the spa as the place had just opened two weeks ago and was still building a clientele. We took adjoining spa chairs for our pedicures. Immediately Pam started with the questions.

“So what adventures have you been having as Beverly lately?” she asked.

I told her about Anna and Tom coming over for dinner and how I fixed dinner. I knew she was going to ask how I was dressed so I volunteered that I was Beverly for the evening and she smiled knowingly. She asked many questions about what I wore, what I cooked, how Anna and Tom reacted to seeing me dressed as Beverly. It felt so good to be able to have someone to talk to and I found myself opening up and freely discussing everything. I surprised myself with my candor, especially when I mentioned that I was glad that our guests left before Linda got a phone call from Darryl.

Pam’s eyes widen at the mention of Darryl and I could tell that she had a lot of questions in her mind about what was going on there. She pried and I opened up, telling her everything; their dates, his dominate personality and how he easily controlled Linda and me. I even confessed about my date with Roger and our phone calls as well as Darryl’s idea of tattooing Linda.

“I always knew you were a bit submissive. Heck, I even took advantage of that growing up when I had you do my chores in exchange for helping you with makeup or dressing up. I didn’t know you had a thing for guys, but I guess I’m not surprised by it. With as good as you look as Beverly it is only natural that guys would find you attractive and desirable. I think it’s cute that you have a boyfriend,” Pam commented. “Now Darryl sounds like Linda has a handful. He sounds quite masterful and Linda is willing to let him have his way. The tattoo thing sounds interesting, kind of like he is putting his brand on her, marking his property and every time you see that tattoo you will remember that Darryl put it there.”

I was thankful that the nail technicians seemed to not be listening to our conversation as we selected matching nail color for our toes. Pam and I hadn’t had an opportunity to sit and talk to each other in a long time and it felt good to be able to discuss these intimate topics.

“Are you going to get a tattoo also?” Pam asked smiling.

“I hope not. Darryl hasn’t said anything about that. But I foolishly told Roger about Darryl’s idea and Roger thought it sounded good and he might get me tattooed when we get together again,” I replied.

Then we were off talking about Roger and I found myself sharing what he and I had done. I couldn’t believe I was telling my sister all of these details but she just had a way of getting me to loosen up and talk.

When she finally dropped me off at home, after we had gone out for lunch as well, we hugged like the two close sisters we had become. It really felt good to know our relationship was on a new level now. I knew that Linda shared most everything with her sister, Judy. Now Pam and I were similar.

“Maybe I can meet Darryl when he is visiting,” Pam suggested.

Judy had met him on a previous meeting so I didn’t see any reason not to let Pam also meet him.

“I don’t know what his schedule is like when he is here, so we will just have to see about it,” I answered.

This is just getting deeper and deeper!

Pinch me so I know I am alive.

I love our lifestyle, especially serving Linda. I also enjoy being a housewife… most of the time. But today I am having trouble getting into the routine. I haven’t planned dinner yet as nothing is sounding good to me. The house is cleaned so I don’t have any cleaning that I really have to do. I have the laundry started so right now I am just sitting here, bored.

Maybe I should call my sister or Linda’s sister and see if either of them would like to get together. Maybe we could have a girl’s spa afternoon and get our nails done, or maybe go shopping for a new outfit. That would pep me up. I will give them a call!

See, all I had to do was talk to you and now I am feeling better. Thanks!