As I sit at my desk at work, I am wearing a woman's business suit and a sheer white blouse. My padded bra shows clearly through the flimsy material, and my lacy slip peeks through the slit in my skirt. Although I am the owner of the travel agency, my wife had made my secretary the “boss,” and I play the role of secretary, taking dictation, typing letters, bringing the “boss” coffee, going to lunch and shopping with the other six girls in the office and generally being the office gofer.

My hair is soft and curly, my ears have been pierced and I am allowed to wear only women's clothing. This has been going on for the past six months, ever since my wife came home unexpectedly and found me masturbating while wearing her panties and bra. She flatly told me that from now on, she would be in charge of my... Read More