Gary and I had been rumbled, my life as a secret tranny was over and mum had caught us in the act of homosexual tranny sex!! I had some explaining to do!!
As I walked downstairs I was physically shaking, mum was sitting in the lounge, I sat on the settee opposite and just started crying -- mum just stared. I grabbed a tissue from the box on the table next to me and composed myself as best I could.
"Well??" said Mum, "how long have you been fucking the odd job man then??"
"Mum, please" I begged
"No! Come on, how long? Is that why he took the job, `cause you two were at it already? What? Tell me Paul, please I need to know!!", mum was almost pleading.
"No, honestly mum, yesterday was the first time!!" I replied, mum looked at me then looked away, almost in utter disgust!
"At least you had the decency to come down dressed like that, instead of trying to cover it up", "so tell me all about it" mum said, seemingly more relaxed.
She was obviously utterly shocked, but no longer really angry, actually thinking about it, she never really did get really angry about the whole episode. So I opened up slowly and explained about the cross-dressing, etc. I told her about Sam (which actually surprised her) and about Beth in college, she liked that part as I guess it involved a girl, despite what I was wearing when Beth and I had sex! I didn't tell her about Ian or the one-night-stands I'd had as I thought that might have been a little too insensitive; imagine the shock of not just finding out that your only son was a transvestite, but was actually gay too and was also a complete slut!!
By about 8 o'clock that evening mum and I had pretty much discussed everything, and I was even quite comfortable sitting in front of her in my lingerie and gown; she even admitted that she and Michelle had had their suspicions over the past few years with bit of underwear going missing and then mysteriously turning up!! I said sorry so many times that evening, but as it moved on we actually felt like we were getting to know each other again; we'd not chatted like that since my dad had left home when I was 15, mum even asked if that had any influence on my dressing, but I explained that I'd done it long before that and even about the first pair of stockings I'd worn when I was 12.
Soon things were pretty relaxed and mum asked if I fancied a quick glass wine, I accepted but told her that I wanted to go and get changed, she agreed. I nipped upstairs and pulled on a purple roll-neck jumper and black tight-fitting just-above-the-knee length skirt; I liked this one in particular as it showed off my suspender bumps!! I came back downstairs where mum was sat next to where I was on the settee, she patted the seat next to her and chuckled.
"I wasn't expecting you to come down in ladies clothes" she said smiling.
"Sorry, mum, I'll go and get changed" I replied
"Why? What difference is it going to make now?" she laughed as she said it, I guess we were pals again now.
We continued to chat some more, talked about clothes and stuff, she liked what I had on and commented that she loved the way the skirt showed off my suspender bumps, I told her that's what I liked about it most too, we laughed so much at that -- she even asked if she could borrow it sometime!! Of course I said yes.
"He is rather attractive though isn't he?" mum popped up.
"What?" I said looking at her inquisitively.
"Gary! He's quite dishy. Didn't know he was that way inclined though!!" said mum
"Yeah I took a big chance offering myself up in that way, the way I did it I mean" I said. Mum asked how, so I told her about me dropping my overalls to just my tights and all that.
"Bitch!" she said, "quite fancied him myself!", "Shit!! That reminds me" mum cried, "He's probably crapping himself at home right now thinking of not coming back tomorrow!! I'll call him".
And she did, she was quite cool about it, but did ask Gary if he would ideally concentrate on what she was paying him for and asked us both to promise that she wouldn't do that in the house again -- we agreed!
The next day Gary arrived at 9am sharp, mum had delayed going into work so that she could speak with him privately before she left to get his assurances following the previous nights events. Gary assured her that we'd concentrate on the job and that we would not do that in the house again, I cam e down stairs in my overalls and reassured mum the same thing, so off to work she went.
Gary was quite quiet to start off with that morning, but I explained about the conversations that mum & I had had and not to be too worried, he smiled and then told me about how much he was panicking last night, etc. We finished off some touching up of the paint work in the lounge then decided to do some more work outside for the rest of the day as it was quite sunny and warm. Gary set up outside as he was going to re-point the chimney and sort out a few of the broken roof tiles. But first, a nice cup of tea. Gary sat down on the bench as I went in to make the tea, in the kitchen I slipped out of my overalls to reveal my black mini dress and black tights (dress was way too short for stockings), I slipped on a pair of black patent heels and walked out to Gary with the tea. Gary laughed,
"Hey come on, we promised your mum" he said
"Yes we did", I replied, "we promised that we would not get up to that sort of thing in the house again! But we're outside, so get that cuppa down you quickly, I want to give you a blow job" I said.
Sure enough, before long I was on my knees with Gary's cock in my mouth taking another bellyful of spunk. Again I thanked him and stood up. I suggested that seeing that I wasn't really helping that much that I needed put my overalls back on and could just parade about looking sexy, Gary agreed, smiled, but did ask that I didn't distract him too much.
I'd been pottering about all morning really but just before lunch had nipped upstairs to put on some make-up and put my hair in a ponytail. At 1.30pm I bought Gary out a sandwich for his lunch so down the ladder he came, as it happens he'd finished with the roof slates & re-pointing the chimney so didn't need to go back up again. Gary ate the sandwich, really enjoyed in and then stood up and took off his jeans. I obliged by raising the hem of my dress and positioning my self over the bench ready for a good fucking. I'd applied some lube before lunch anyway, and finger-fucked myself a little just to ease open my hole ready for Gary, I knew he'd want to fuck me anyway. Gary began to pull down my tights to allow himself in, but I stopped him,
"Just rip them open my lover" I cooed. He did and then slip his manhood smoothly into my wanton hole. I so loved being fucked, especially by Gary. He shagged away at my arse and emptied himself into me again. I turned round to face him and we kissed for ages. Gary was conscious of getting back to work so I let him, sat on the bench, ripped open the hole in my tights even more and then wanked myself off as Gary watched me while he worked; being a neat little girl, I emptied my balls into my hand and poured the spunk into my mouth then licked my fingers clean. I then went upstairs and washed and changed back into my overalls, changing my dress and tights for navy blue lacy panties and bra with navy blue hold up stockings, but I had no intention of fucking Gary again that day.
Gary had a cup of tea about 4 o'clock before finishing for the day, I duly obliged my slipping out of my overalls again and giving him another blowjob -- I think Gary was running out of cum at that point as I'd drained him twice already that day, but he still offered me up enough to enjoy it. Gary left at 4.30pm.