Sarah spent the night at my place last night. We sleep together regularly, but almost always at her place. She just prefers it that way, since her house is much better set up for her comfort. I’ve tried to make it more friendly for someone her size here, but there’s still work to be done.
As we walked into my bedroom, the women’s pajamas that I had slept in the night before were laying on the bed. I was instantly embarrassed. Sarah knows all about my occasional crossdressing, and has never had a problem with it. But I don’t really do it in front of her, and I really don’t even talk about it much with her.
She immediately walks over and picks it up. The pajamas are pink and silky and have a scalloped trim and are unmistakably for women. I was expecting her to say something that would just increase my embarrassment. Instead she says, “I like these! If you like to sleep in PJs, don’t stop on my account.”
I asked her if she was sure it wouldn’t be weird, and she responded that she really liked the idea of me wearing women’s clothes. She said that if I was an effeminate guy she might find it a little awkward, but since I’m fairly masculine the thought of me in pink pajamas was exciting to her.
Of course, before I could get dressed for bed, we had sex. I’ve never had a more active sex life before, even when I was much younger. Sarah and I have sex probably as much as 5 times a week. I know this won’t last, but I’m enjoying it while it does.
After that, I used the bathroom. When I walked out, she was laying in bed looking at me. I went to my dresser and pulled a pair of panties out of a drawer and put them on. Then I put on my pink pajamas and crawled into bed with her. She had a smile on her face but didn’t say anything about it.
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