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*#1066*
*Neelam* (/Saturday, 18 September 2010 03:59/)
crosdressing couple-
Pawan and I been best friends for over 20 years. We grew up
together studying in same school, college and courses. We both
landed in different jobs after college at age 24, luckily in the
same city. Pawan insisted that as a friendship mark both should
have our marriages at same time. It so happened that we got
married to our better halves under the same roof at the same time
when we are 25. After marriage, Pawan and I got busy setting up
our own apartments closer to work, but unfortunately we landed bit
far from each other. It's about six months we didn't meet.
One day, Pawan and his wife Satya invited us both to visit them
the coming Saturday to spend whole day with them. After couple of
days my wife Padma told that Satya talked to her over phone
regarding the plans for Saturday and she is excited for the meet.
Thinking of Pawan and being my best friend, I felt guilt that I
didn't share my deep secret – for reasons I don't know I like to
wear women's clothes. Off late I am getting more urges to get
hands on my wife's clothes. I shrugged to myself saying "let the
secret die with me",
Saturday, Padma & I went to Pawan's place at 10:30. I was totally
shocked when Pawan opened the door. Instead of Pawan I know for
20+ years, he looked amazingly a house-wife. He is dressed with
lavender chiffon saree with rose and pink florals. He has matching
blouse with full bosom underneath the saree pallu. His hands are
filled with lavender and gold bangles. He has dangling earrings
that complemented the saree. His lips are sensuous with Revlon
lipstick. His eyes are wide and bright with the kajal contours.
His bindi on forehead draws attention to pay respect.
With one hand he held edge of his saree pallu and with other hand
he very lady-like pulled his long braid from behind to front. That
has blown my mind off. The braid which is till his hips had
seductively contoured his bosom to display bunch of jasmine
flowers decorated to his braid. He invited us in. Trying to
recover from shock, I am even surprised seeing my wife very casual
and complementing him back "you look beautiful". Since I know
Pawan for so long, I could find out that the woman who opened the
door is `Pawan in disguise'. My wife wouldn't have known, hence
she is casual perhaps. I whispered to Padma "he is Pawan in
saree". She replied with low tone "I know. Isn't he beautiful as a
woman? Satya called me to check whether it's ok if he dresses up
for the day". Now I am even more shocked and wondered why my wife
didn't let me know after her call with Satya.
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*#1067*
*Neelam* (/Saturday, 18 September 2010 04:12/)
crosdressing couple- part-2
Satya came to greet us. She is also beautifully dressed in saree.
Padma whispered to me "look, Pavani has many bangles compared to
Satya. Also look at his stylish blouse and enlarged bosom. Look
how conscious he is adjusting his pallu. He has anklets but she
didn't. Good he has toe rings and mangalasutra like her. I bet he
is wearing panties too". Padma's comments stirred my urges from
deep down. With great difficulty I held back from my emotional
turbulence. We all chatted for some time when Satya told "let's
have lunch. Pavani prepared the lunch for us". Hearing this Pawan
blushed a bit that everyone could observe. I felt I am with three
ladies and deep down wanted me to be in saree like Pawan…………but
didn't have guts to express.
Evening, after tea, which of course Pawan served to us all, Satya
told let's refresh and visit the Iskon temple that is close to
their place. Since we didn't go with any change over clothes,
Satya gave a green silk saree to my wife Padma to wear. She
changed to yellow saree. I thought Pawan would change back. But he
changed to magenta silk saree with green and yellow border. He had
matching blouse with low neck and strings at the back. He changed
his jewelry to match the attire. He looked very sexy and passable.
I am envied when he shared his dressing and readying with Satya
and Padma. He helped braid their hairs and adjust their sarees.
Satya helped him with his braid. They all helped each other in
decorating the hair with flowers. They checked each other to agree
and compliment on how beautiful the sarees are and how beautiful
they look in the sarees.
They three modeled in front of me asking how they look. Satya
asked "anna, be honest and say who looks best?" I told "you three
are beautiful. It is unjust if I just name one". All three blushed
and smiled to each other. Padma asked "If you were to be married,
who would you choose among us as bride?" I paused a bit to which
Padma cribbed "see, I know all you men are alike except Pavani
anna. That's why he is so sensitive and beautiful". My reasoning
is not heard any further.
We walked to the temple. The three are together with Pawan in
middle. He swayed like a woman and from behind I couldn't make out
it's Pawan till I recollect what saree he is wearing. After
darshan, we had dinner in a nice hotel close to temple and came
back to Pawan's place. Pawan went inside, changed to Orange
Madurai cotton saree with white blouse. I am surprised seeing
Pawan and hearing Satya "you are ready for the bed". Looking to
Padma she continued "see, I advised many times to wear nighties to
bed but he still prefers sarees".
Padma and I invited them to our place after a month. Upon
exchanging goodbyes, we reached home, cuddled in our bed, we
chatted a bit on the day. Padma expressed she had a blast. She
continued "Have you observed, Pavani has his own bras and blouses
as Satya's will be smaller. That means he has his own saree
collection as the blouses he wore are matches". Eager to express
my desires to Padma yet holding back I said "I didn't know. I
thought he is wearing saree for the first time". She laughed and
said "no. he wore many times. I wonder he is into sarees more time
than into pants. Anyway he looked very beautiful in saree, and as
good house-wife doing lot of house work". I continued "he is very
beautiful. I didn't know men can look beautiful in sarees", to
which she said "don't think too much on sarees as you are not
getting any for yourself". I tried to play her down "what do you
think – do I look beautiful in a saree like Pawan". She teased
"why you want to be beautiful. Already you have beautiful (her)".
I tried again "how does it feel in saree. I saw Pawan very proud
while adjusting his saree". She continued "it feels great.
Initially there is lot of work in choosing saree, preparing
blouse, practice to wear saree etc. But once mastered, you feel so
great to be in saree and never want to trade for anything else".
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*#1068*
*Neelam* (/Saturday, 18 September 2010 04:17/)
crosdressing couple- part-3
With bit excitement I asked "is it so". With sharp voice she
inquired "are you thinking to dress up in saree? You seem to be
more interested". As a fool I replied back "NO". Only if she could
know how much my heart wanted to say "YES" but couldn't. I said
good night to her and our conversation ended. I couldn't sleep
that night; following week my thoughts on how I missed the
opportunity by not being frank to my wife started torturing me. I
turned back to one thing that I know – that is day dreaming – `I
keep dreaming some day magically my wife will ask me to wear saree
and seeing my beauty she resolves that I stay in saree for ever
with her'.
My inner voice hinted loud to my heart "check with Pawan how he
made it a success story for him?" I am eager to have good detailed
talk with him on this. I am turning restless while waiting for
that discussion with Pawan …(once I hear from Pawan, his story
follows as sequel).
…I tried many times to get hold of Pawan to hear his story.
Unfortunately, his work schedules and pressure didn’t make this
happen. My heart started racing with every day that passed by
without getting in touch with him. It’s only two days away for
Pawan and Satya to visit our home, I am turning restless thinking
whether they make it or not. I asked my wife Padma, she told Satya
talked to her over phone and they are coming this Saturday.
Hearing this, I thanked silently from the heart.
Saturday came by; it is evident in me and showing off as well that
I am very curious to meet them. Padma even commented “relax, they
will be coming anyway”. The door bell rang by then. I opened the
door; Satya came in saying hai. She is in her jeans and shirt very
casually dressed, holding helmet. While inviting her in, I asked
“where is Pawan?” She replied “Pawan couldn’t come today”, looking
disappointment on my face, she continued “so I brought Pavani with
me”. She observed my excitement and my curious eyes which are
rolling towards the door.
Just then Pawan entered. He is in lime yellow saree having red
border. His red blouse is a standout tempting everyone to admire
the style in which it is made. He decked his long braid with rows
of jasmine flowers. His beaming smile hinted on the danglings that
complemented his dress. His lips tend to compete colors with the
bindi, his light pink cheeks are attempting for balance and
harmony. His light blue eye-lids made the eyes wide and bright.
His happiness and esteem can be seen in his eyes.
Padma too joined from kitchen in inviting them. Satya expressed
“one of us has to be in pants to ride the bike. We tossed a coin
and he won to make a choice. His obvious choice is saree anytime.
So here we are – he is more a girl than me”. We could see the
blush on Pawan and his eyes dropped hinting on his shyness.
Padma while saying “Satya, don’t tease Pawan, his beauty deserves
him to be in saree all the time”, held his hand and walked him to
the sofa. He as a bride walked in slowly. Satya replied “Oyi amma!
His deceptive similarities to a woman are even making me forget
the subtle differences he possesses underneath his saree”. Pawan
turned red to which Satya soothingly said “Bhama, whatever I say,
neevu naa danave (you are mine!)”. Hearing this, his emotions
turned 180 degrees to happiness – he blushed with joy saying in
tiny voice “thank you”.
We all chatted for sometime. Padma got up saying “let me do some
kitchen work”. I thought Satya would accompany Padma so I could
get the opportunity to know Pawan’s story on his beginnings and
how he made Satya acceptable to the fullest extent. Instead of
Satya, Pawan got up, adjusting his pallu, he raised his saree
pleats and tugged to the side stating “I will help you in the
kitchen”. Satya yawned, laying back in sofa “see that’s why I
prefer him this way”.
My heart eagerly waited anticipating my wife would say “see you
should learn from Pawan – how he understands women and helps
them”. But it didn’t happen. Instead she smilingly said to Pawan
“Join me for company. You don’t have to help me but just keep
talking”. I turned envy on how casual she is with Pawan dressed as
a woman; my mind started evaluating on my chances for being in
saree and giving company to my wife.
Satya turned the TV on, flipping the channels through remote
control. I sat there as a sitting duck with my thoughts rushing
and my heart pounding on when I should come out to my wife that I
too want to be dressed in saree. One hour passed by since Satya
got involved in a movie and I went to my day-dreaming where I
dreamt of being transformed. Padma’s sudden voice brought me back
to senses. She while wiping her sweat with her saree pallu said to
Satya “we are almost done....do you want something to drink”.
*#1093*
*Neelam* (/Sunday, 26 September 2010 00:35/)
crosdressing couple-part 4
While she chatted a bit with Satya, I took excuse to meet Pawan in
the kitchen. Instead of asking his story, I am so high, I blurted
that I too want to be in saree. He hushed me “calm down. If you
ask that way, you will be barred for life from women’s clothes”. I
felt that’s true, I quickly asked him “please help me out”. He
comforted “ok! You don’t show any emotions or expressions that you
like to be in sarees. Leave it to me, I will manage”.
I saw Padma coming back to kitchen, so I went back to living room
giving excuse that I will give company to Satya. I don’t know what
magic Pawan did but in 5 minutes, Padma came back, pulled me to
our bed-room without Satya’s attention. She said “I did the
cooking, for a change you do the serving”, as I am saying “o…k..”,
she continued “let me please dress you in saree so you can
surprise Pawan and Satya by making an entrance as a woman.
Thinking this is act of Pawan, with a shock I blurted out
“w…h…a….t!” She kissed me and seductively made the request
“please, please, please ….do it for me”. She quickly closed the
door, dressed me with her padded bra, blouse, in-skirt and light
blue floral Mysore silk saree. Though I am showing little
reluctance at the surface, deep down I am profusely thanking her
for filling my dreams. She made my face, filled me with
accessories including a wig. I was surprised when she placed a wig
saying she got it while in college for an act. She changed to my
pant and shirt (as she doesn’t have any), and said “You join
Pawani and I will join Satya. I am sure you are going to serve
lunch to me and the guests as an obedient wife, O.K. Urmila?”. My
ecstasy touched the skies, wjen I heard her calling me with my new
name.
Pawan smiled looking at me and said “you are looking beautiful in
the saree. Thank your wife for giving you blue floral silk saree –
you might know, color blue is for “hope” and florals represent
blossom and silk for auspiciousness. You might have many chances
if you act proper”. He continued “You still have to learn couple
of lessons on approaching your wife for fulfilling your desires.
Take my advice that helps you to get permanent visa (to dress in
sarees as and when you wanted)”. I thanked him once again and
assured that I follow him; I deeply wanted that permanent visa to
feminine world.
Being the first time and being very excited, I got aroused looking
at me in saree while setting the table. Luckily due to saree
pleats it didn’t show off awkward, but my gait has slightly
changed due to discomfort. Seeing my gait, Padma and Satya
exchanged dialogues – Padma said “I don’t understand how men walk
with that thing in between”; Satya continued “even I too don’t
know and I can’t even imagine how. As per me, I would say it as
the first wonder of the world”.
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*#1094*
*Neelam* (/Sunday, 26 September 2010 00:43/)
crosdressing couple-part 5
Hearing this Pawan dragged me to the kitchen and advised “you are
lucky; they didn’t observe your arousal. In first few dressups,
you can’t show your excitement as this can hint them you really
like yourself in dresses and it can be a turn off”. Another quick
lesson learned. Rest of the afternoon, Pawan and I remained
house-wives to serve our husbands Satya and Padma. While leaving,
Pawan whispered “I will call you so we can talk on our interests
in sarees”.
I changed back before bed. Padma while she cuddled me in the bed
said “thank you for wearing a saree. We all enjoyed today’s theme
of role reversal. You made me very happy”. I lovingly replied
“your happiness is my happiness. I am glad I could make you
happy”. She asked “did you like wearing a saree and being a wife”.
I am put to dilemma, recollecting Pawan’s advise, I said “the most
I enjoyed is the joy of serving you and trying to look beautiful
for you”. Guess I impressed her by my answer. She hugged me, “I
too enjoyed the way you looked in saree. Sometimes, I want to see
you in sarees like today”. I kissed her. I couldn’t find words for
my joy. I just heard assurance that I will get permanent visa to
feminine world in very near future. I in a seductive way said
“thank you” to Padma and kissed her again. We both slept happy
that night.
Next morning, while looking in the mirror, I had the mad rush to
wear the saree again. Thinking of Pawan’s advice, I composed
myself to take this slow for few sessions and make her say on when
I should slip a saree. I didn’t want to mess up; I wanted my
wife’s approval on permanent visa for me to the women’s world of
dressing. A smile appeared on me acknowledging my learning’s and
wise ness.
Again my curious mind started thinking about Pawan’s story………I
thought to myself, his beginnings might be similar to mine, anyway
let me know from him……....
A week passed by since my first saree initiation. Being Saturday,
we got up bit late. Padma readied and asked me to shed my
laziness. I am already exited looking at her while she is getting
ready. After she made her final glance in the mirror, her
attention was drawn to me; she said “help me in adjusting the
saree pleats. Then pick the clothes you want to wear and have
bath. Don’t lie lazy on the bed”.
I helped her pleats; later pulling lot of courage I opened her
wardrobe and took her pink floral crepe saree which I am eyeing
since we got married. I couldn’t look at her with my shaking hands
holding the saree – my mouth dried in fear of what she might say.
She smiled “you want to wear that saree?” I nodded slender to
express yes. She said “you can wear that saree with one condition
Urmi – after two hours, you have to change and prepare food. If
you want you can wear a cotton saree while cooking”. She observed
my delight and continued “My bras and blouses fit you perfect…you
are lucky. I will also teach you how to wear the saree so you can
be house-wife sometimes”.
I learned many minute details from her. She taught me how to wear
the saree; how to make sure bra straps doesn’t show out; how to
choose and add accessories; how to make sure pallu doesn’t fall
off etc. For the first time I heard how a woman would take care to
look good and carry the saree in elegance. As a man we never
bother any details on how we dressed.
She inquired “I have to get you your own wig that matches your
face. Do you prefer short one or long one, Urmi dear?” I with a
low tone said “long one”, she smiled “good choice, then I will
also get kuchulu - besides looking good, they help you on knowing
your gait by tapping rhythmic on your buns”. I blushed; it became
very hard for me to hold my excitement visualizing the same on me.
She got a phone call; she stepped out saying she will be back in 1
hour. I spent half hour in front of mirror admiring, adjusting and
acting (which I never did) that I am a girl. I took the phone and
called Pawan to ask his story. He started narrating his story
as…………………………
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*#1095*
*Neelam* (/Sunday, 26 September 2010 00:53/)
crosdressing couple-part 6
Kumar, you are lucky that Padma accepted you quick. My story is
not that sweet in the beginning. I am rescued from my quandary by
Satya. I owe her; she made it sweet at the end. I liked dressing
from childhood; I remained closeted. Honestly, I thought with
marriage, the urges will go away. However, in contrary, after
marriage, the plight I am in, I don’t know whether this is a boon
or a curse. The deep rooted desire of slipping into women’s
clothes storms my emotional volcano. I kept this dark little
secret to my-self for many years after which I couldn’t hold any
further. Those years of keeping the secret has been a saga of
denial and guilt yet didn’t stop me from wearing those clothes in
the closet. The pleasure of having them on me and feeling feminine
within surpassed any tides of emotions I go through.
Few weeks into marriage, I felt deep urge to reveal this secret of
mine to my wife, Satya. Not knowing how to tell her, fearing of
rejection, yet deep urges to share with her, I one evening asked
her to put me in a saree. She thought it as a joke & soon realized
it is for true - tears ran through her. I felt utmost guilt, hated
myself to make her cry. I told her I am sorry and I wouldn’t
request again. My hatred towards me is the only one that is
occupied for many days, even I hated my being. I tried real hard
to stop. The more I tried, the more it galloped me diminishing my
morale to a state where I lost meaning to life. Everything looked
stale and sad.
A thoughtless courage took over me one day. Without Satya’s
knowledge, I took her saree and accessories, prepared my self for
the presentation; went to her with coffee dressed as a woman. I
slowly in a romantic way tried to express from outside the room
that she has her hubby as wife ready with coffee. I nervously told
her that I am in her saree and asked her if she minds me coming to
her for my debutante. Without even me in the room, she turned
hysteric and yelled at me to take those clothes off. I changed
back quickly. For couple of hours, we both cried in separate
rooms. I kept pursuing her once in a while about my dressing,
pleading and praying that she shall accept.
In spite of knowing the realities, I dreamed of her acceptance,
requested her many a time in different avenues to make her
understand I am not alone in this behavior. She is very strong and
adamant, pushing away all my pointers about the cross-dressing
information. Other than this dispute, we as couple are ever caring
and loving to each other.