Mike was about to return the favour when his phone buzzed. Fishing it out of his purse he saw a message from his wife, wondering where he was. Showing it to Gary, he slowly licked his lips, gave Gary's crotch a quick rub and said, "To be continued, we better be getting home."
Gary agreed with his friend. Being honest with himself he was fairly exhausted from the day.
While stopped at some traffic lights Mike brought up the topic of returning to work. Most companies in there town had been closed or operating on a skeleton staff while people were coming to terms with what had happened but now that the dust had settled things were starting to get back to normal. Both men were nervous about returning to their jobs while everyone saw them as their wives but knowing there were hundreds of others in the same boat made them feel a little bit better. Both enjoying each others company as well as the newfound sexual release they could offer each other they agreed they would be spending a lot more time together when not in work. They also worked fairly close to each other and so would be able to meet for lunch and maybe travel to and from work together when their schedules matched up. They both worked for software companies which were fairly male dominated. They joked that the guys they worked with would have a hard time concentrating with them around in their wives hot bodies. The women in their offices were expected to dress professionally which would mean business suits. All of Lorraine's suits were with skirts, something Gary had avoided up until now, but he knew he'd have to deal with it at some point.
When Mike pulled up to his drive way Gary saw that Lorraine's car was gone. Saying goodbye to his friend he went home looking forward to some time alone.
Going up to his room and with his mind still on work Gary decided to look in the closet to see what his clothing options were like for work. Lorraine had several work suits hanging up. They were all fairly similar and consisted of a matching skirt and jacket as well as an accompanying blouse. She also had professional looking heels to go with each suit. Taking out a navy blue suit and matching blue heels Gary laid it out on the bed.
Taking off the shorts and top he had worn to the mall he picked the suit up on it's hanger and turned to look at the mirror. He saw his wife Lorraine, in her bra and panties and holding her suit up to her body. Wanting to get used to the idea he took the clothes off the hanger and decided to try them on. But first he knew he would need a pair of pantyhose to wear under the skirt. Opening his underwear drawer he pulled out a pair. He had seen Lorraine put them on countless times so he rolled up the legs and put one leg on like a pair of socks, then he rolled the material all the way up his leg before repeating this with the other leg. Then he pulled the waistband up and over the waistband of the panties he was wearing. He had to admit the tight feeling on the nylon on his legs felt great and rubbing his butt through the nylons and the panties underneath felt wonderful. He felt secure in the pantyhose and rubbing legs together felt very sensual. His penis was growing hard but was very neatly contained within. Looking again in the mirror he thought Lorraine's body looked very sexy with the pantyhose sitting tightly against her smooth crotch, her panties still visible underneath.
Picking up the blouse, Gary put his arms in and started to button it up. It took a bit longer due to the buttons being on the opposite side to what he was used to. He was fairly surprised that the blouse fit him at all but looking in the mirror he could see it fit his wife's body very well, being shaped to house her breasts.
Stepping into the skirt, he pulled it up over his hips and closed the zipper. The waist of the skirt sat higher than his pants used to but again, his reflection showed it to fit perfectly on his wife's wide hips. The small ladies jacket completed the outfit and Gary had to admit he looked hot. Stepping into the heels, he was a bit wobbly at first but he kept pacing back and forth and found that by wiggling his hips a little bit he was able to balance perfectly and walk nearly as fast as he used to. The main thing holding him back was the constriction of the skirt. He would have to shorten his stride and walk "like a lady", he reminded himself.
He found the sway of the skirt and the rubbing of his nylon clad legs extremely sexy. Looking down he could see a very unladylike bulge sticking out of the front of his skirt. He gave it a rub and could feel his arousal growing. Looking at his wife's reflection he could see her face looked kind of flushed. She had that look on her face that was usually reserved for him when they were being intimate. Seeing that look reminded him of the countless nights of passion that they had shared and he felt his erection twitch under his skirt but the reflection he saw gave no indication of this. It only showed his wife's smooth front, dressed in her skirt.
Sitting down on the bed he rubbed at his crotch again. He closed his eyes and thought back to earlier that day when he and Mike had brought each other to orgasm in the changing room. His hand made it's way up under his skirt and rubbed at his penis through the nylon of the pantyhose and the soft material of his panties. He soon felt an orgasm building and facing his wife's reflection he saw her with lust filled eyes and biting her lip. This was enough to push him over the edge and he felt the pleasure exploding out through out his entire body.
