After nearly three years of trying to get my wife interested in transvestism via Variations, I was finally successful. For the last couple of years, I’ve spent Wednesdays as Delilah, the hot-to-trot transvestite. With my wife away at work, I enjoyed dressing to the hilt as some kind of come-hither gal. If the notion struck me, I would visit my wig shop or walk the malls or just sit around the house. Ingrid knew of my activities and would hit the bars with her girlfriends. However, on this particular Wednesday, she surprised me by arriving home early and telling me that this was going to be an evening to remember.

She told me to fetch the packages from the car. My heart was beating with anticipation of what she had in mind for Delilah. There was definitely something sexy in store, for she had bought me a wicked pink merry widow with matching lace panties. To accompany the corset, there was a very, very hot pink leather mini-dress. After changing my makeup to fit the clothes, I applied my perfume in all the right places, then rigged my penis gaff so that my manhood wouldn’t pop up at the wrong time.

Ingrid helped me cinch the corset to an eye-popping twenty-eight inches. I was as excited as a virgin preparing for her prom when I slipped into the beautiful, hot-pink spike heels. I couldn’t believe my good fortune as I fluffed my blonde Supergirl curls. When I stepped into the living room to model for Ingrid, I saw Edith, Ingrid’s girlfriend. Edith smiled and told me not to be alarmed, that Ingrid had told her all about my transvestism. Edith, a fingernail artist, proceeded to adorn my fingers with the sexiest hot-pink Dragon Lady nails you can imagine. I was thrilled beyond my wildest fantasies when I saw the finished look, for even I couldn’t tell my true sexual identity.

After a few drinks, we three girls headed out to a male strip joint. I was completely at ease and felt so beautiful as I sauntered into a room filled with horny women. Ingrid saw a good friend of hers, Kay, and we joined her at her table. After giving me some strange looks, Kay finally guessed who was really behind those golden locks and big boobs. I gladly took some verbal abuse about how I might end the evening sucking Mellow Yellow’s lollipop. Mellow Yellow is a very handsome black stud and is the club’s main attraction. I merely smiled and laughed along with the girls while I secretly licked my lips in hot anticipation. Soon the show started, and with our front-row seat, we got a hard and sweaty show of gorgeous male hunks stripping to mere G-strings. My heart pounded so hard, my rubber tits were jiggling!

As soon as the show was over, men were allowed to come in. Soon we were all being asked to dance. The girls didn’t even need to prod me when Mellow Yellow asked me to strut my stuff on the dance floor. I was in seventh heaven as I rocked and rolled my hot bod to the music. My wife got hot and heavy with one of the dancing boys, and I did the same with Mellow.

Soon last call came and my wife, her new friend Toby, Mellow and I took off together, as we’d offered to give the boys a ride home. Ingrid knew it would give me a perfect opportunity to be with Mellow Yellow, and I just melted into my black lover’s arms as he guided my head to his prized cock. I felt as if I were Linda Lovelace as I sucked and licked his black tool in perfect slutty form.