Every Sunday night, Monte wasn't sure he'd be able to survive the workweek ahead as the events of his day with Janine or Jay were always present in his mind. His morning ritual had changed slightly due to the all pretty lingerie his friend had gifted him after each Sunday session.
He wore them to bed every night and had to make sure they were well hidden before he showered and dressed to start his day. Discovery would have spelled his doom. This was the sixties and young men who showed an interest in dressing and looking female would be bundled off to the shrink.
Now Monte would have loved to wear his pretty panties under his work clothes, but the chance of the waistband of his panties being seen when he stooped to empty the lawnmower clippings or fill the fuel tank was a possibility and there would be no way to explain it.
As he worked, Monte would replay the past Sunday's events in his mind. He would head to Jay's very early and once there, he headed to the makeup room after kissing his friend hello. Once inside the room, he would banish his masculine outer appearance and bring forth Mona, his inner girl. He had become so skilled at applying makeup that his friend no longer had to help.
Once the makeup was complete, he would place a long dark wig on his head and then select a bra, panty, nylons, and garter belt combination from his friend's collection before heading to the living room where his friend was on the couch waiting for him wearing a similar outfit. They would fall into each other's arms where they spent the remainder of the morning kissing, touching, and masturbating each other.
Upon finishing his workday and arriving home, he would strip off his sweaty work clothes and shower again. Then dressed in his boring boy clothing, he joined his family for dinner and TV time. A little later in the evening when he was alone in his room, he would dig out the sexy lingerie that his friend gave him and literally tear off his clothing in order to don them.
Now he wore his boring boy PJ's over them in case one of his parents needed to speak to him and he could admit them without fear of discovery. Once dressed, he picked up his phone and called Jay. This had become another nightly occurrence.
"Are you wearing the lingerie I gave you?" Jay's sultry voice asked.
"Just the panties," Monte responded. "I don't want to tempt fate."
As usual, just the sound of Jay's voice through the handset caused Monte's cock to begin to harden and his man nipples to tingle.