Father's Closet

It's been about a year and Mother requested I come home to go through Dad's things. I decided to spend the weekend and packed a bag and drove the three hours down the New Jersey Parkway to Cape May. It was good to get home and be with Mom. She looked terrific, tanned and lean and she belied her sixty-eight years. She whisked me right back out the door and we went into town for dinner. Mom likes her wine and we drank a bottle at dinner. During dinner she said she had some things to show me.

Well, about two hours after getting home from dinner I was sitting with Mother in the family room utterly confused and dismayed and my cock was hard as a rock. For the last hour or so I watched reel after reel and tape after tape of Mother having sex with men other than my father. Dozens and dozens of men, several with two men at once, and even a few with several guys. After a while it dawned on me that my Father was behind the camera. But that wasn't the most shocking thing she showed me.

She pulled a CD disc from a large folder and slid it into the CD player. The guy I looked up to my entire life as a man's man and a tough guy and great father was a crossdressing sissy. Watching him take cock after cock year after year was mesmerizing. I found myself thoroughly enjoying cocks spewing cum in his mouth and on his face and chin. But watching him get fucked in the ass put me over the moon. I went into the bathroom and stoked my hard dick...I came quickly and powerfully. Mother was smirking at me when I returned.

Then she led me to one of the spare bedrooms. The room was very pretty and feminine and the closet was full of clothes, shoes, and wigs. I was getting an uneasy feeling in my stomach but i was feeling thrilled and anxious at the same time. The she lowered the boom. "I'm having a gentleman friend stop over tomorrow evening."

We spent most of the next afternoon getting me ready. I think I tipped my hand to Mom when she handed me a bra and I wrapped the back closures around front to clip them and then spun the bra on and flipped the straps on my shoulders like I'd done it many times before. The shock and pleasure of seeing myself in the mirror properly made up had me feeling so feminine. Everything was perfect, wig, stockings, garter belt, makeup, even my nails! I was excited to receive our guest and can't wait to tell you how it went...