Just over a year ago my aunt passed away from injuries sustained in a car accident. She was a kind and beautiful woman.
Her husband, my uncle was devastated and languished for months. I go to college nearby where they lived and at my parent's request, I would stop by every now and then to check in on him.

A few months ago on a dreary Saturday morning I knocked on his door and was surprised to see him in relatively good spirits. I asked him there was anything I could do. He was starting to go through her things with the intention of donating her clothes to charity, and welcomed the help.

We started in her large walk-in closet. She had a stunning array of beautiful dresses and outfits, and there were dozens of shoes. We lay several dresses on the bed to separate them. He started to feel pretty sad and remarked that even though I was a guy that I looked very much like her when she was younger. I have often been told that I am the spitting image of my mother, her sister, when she was younger.

I was stunned and privately excited when he suggested that I try on one of her dresses. He was feeling very low and I felt sorry for him and agreed. He brightened up immediately and led me to a large chest of drawers and showed me where she kept her lingerie and hose. I picked up the dress he had selected and told him to go downstairs and give me a half an hour. I should mention here that I am a closet crossdresser and have worn my mother's things many times.

I found some makeup and pinned my longish brown hair back. I put on a pair of sexy black stretch lace panties and matching bra. I slipped on a pair of sheer black pantyhose and then slipped into a snug little black dress. I found a pair of high heeled sandals and crammed my feet into them. I even put on some of her favorite perfume. I had never dressed for anyone before and I was tingling with a mix of fear and excitement as I carefully made my way down the stairs in her tight heels.

His jaw literally dropped when he first saw me. Without hesitation I walked over to him and kissed him gently on the lips. He pulled me close and hugged me tightly. I could feel his hard cock on my leg. In a matter of minutes I was kneeling in front of him sucking his cock. He came in my mouth in just a few minutes. We wound up in bed upstairs and spent the afternoon fucking. He even sucked my cock and swallowed the whole load.

I spend almost every weekend with him now as a woman.