MiL's sissy 5

Nothing else happened until Christmas day.
We had decided to open our presents together in the living room, but there was one present that I had got for my wife that I didn't think was for public unwrapping and on Christmas morning when we woke up I handed it to Lesley.
With a smile she said " I thought we were opening the presents together ".
My cock was already throbbing with the thought of her seeing the present "I don't think you would want your mum seeing this."
She opened the present and pulled out a red lacy suspender belt, with matching bra, and crotchless knickers.
"Hmm I see what you mean" she said as she held up the various items of lingerie.
When she saw the knickers she put her fingers through the crotchless part and said "we will have to find the right time to wear these."
It was only when she put her fingers through the crotchless part of the knickers that it suddenly struck me that the lingerie was almost identical to what Joan and me wear for her when she 'babysat' me.
When I was in the lingerie shop, surrounded by basques, waspies, suspender belts, bras and knickers of assorted colours, satin, silk, lace, rubber and leather. My mind was in a whirl of excitement and as I chose what I bought for my wife I did not consciously register of how similar it was to what I had worn for Joan.
By now my cock was getting really hard, and I wished that we had time to fuck, or at least have a wank before going downstairs, but Lesley said "I can hear my mum going downstairs, we had better join her."
We put our dressing gowns on, and I hoped my hard on was not too obvious.
When we got downstairs we said our 'happy Christmases' and I saw Joan had her dressing gown on and below the length of the dressing gown I could see the lacy hem of her nightie reaching down to her ankles, it was white and totally see-through, I can only assume it is the same nightie that she had dressed in in only a couple of weeks ago.
I couldn't help but imagine if she was totally naked underneath her nightie, or if she was wearing sexy lingerie.
This was not helping to make my cock to go down, and I was glad to sit down and put a present on my lap to hide my hard on.
At least the act of opening presents helped my cock to go down, but as I saw Lesley and Joan opening presents of clothes I couldn't help but think how nice women's clothes are compared to men's clothes.
Amongst the various other presents that they received, my wife got a silky blouse, it had pretty flowers on it and as she held it up you could see how it draped over her hand,and could imagine it hugging her tits as she wore it.
Joan had a fully pleated skirt, she held it up to her waist, and you could see the material swishing from side to side, the length was just above the knee so was perfectly 'decent', but equally it was hugely sexy.
And I got...............a jumper and some socks.
Once all the presents were unwrapped, Lesley went into the kitchen to start preparing the Christmas dinner, and Joan and I tidied up wrapping paper.
As she came close to me she whispered "there is another present for you in my bedroom. "
My heart missed a beat, and as quickly as I could I went upstairs to her bedroom, and saw on her bed a parcel in wrapping paper.
I picked it up and went into the bathroom so I would not be disturbed.
As I unwrapped it I saw a white satin suspender belt with lace trim, matching knickers, a white satin camisole top and a pair of tan coloured stockings.
Also there was a note which said 'if you put these on immediately, I will give you an extra reward.'
I considered for a few seconds of it I could get away with wearing them, and thought as I would be wearing jeans and a jumper, as long as I had some long socks on, Lesley would not be able to see I was wearing stockings.
The thought of wearing sexy lingerie, with my wife being unaware, but her mum knowing I was dressed up, was too much of a thrill for common sense to kick in.
I got my clothes from my bedroom and took everything to the shower so I can get fully dressed there.
I had my shower, and my cock was fully erect and the temptation was to wank, but I know if I did that I would probably chicken out and not wear the lingerie, and probably regret it for the rest of my life.
I dried myself, then with shaking hands I wrapped the suspender belt around my waist.
Then picked up the stockings and smoothed them up my legs, attaching the suspender straps.
Then pulled my knickers up (and I even got a thrill thinking that they truly were 'my' knickers), and adjusted them until my cock was fully enclosed in satin.
The camisole easily slipped over my head, and I could feel the satin material caress my nipples.
I admired the view of myself in lingerie in the mirror, and made the final decision to go for it.
With seconds I had my jeans, jumper and socks on, then looked in the mirror again, and certainly by looking at myself I would never suspect what I was wearing underneath.
I went downstairs and when I went into the living room Joan and Lesley were chatting away.
Joan looked at me with a slight smile, raised an eyebrow in a slightly quizzical way, as though asking if I was wearing her present.
I gave her a very neutral expression, wondering if it would make her as excited, wondering if I was wearing lingerie, as I get when I look at women, wondering if they are wearing anything exciting under their clothes.
When we sat down to have our Christmas dinner, Joan 'accidentally' brushed her hand against my thigh, obviously feeling for suspender straps.
When Lesley left the room to bring in the food, Joan whispered "Good sissy."
My cock gave an extra throb as she said that.
As we were eating, my mind kept drifting to what the extra treat would be, I was fantasising of Joan dropping a spoon, then going under the table to retrieve it.
Then unzipping my jeans, stroking my satin covered cock, then pulling my knickers to one side, opening her mouth, her tongue gently teasing the end of my cock, opening her mouth then taking my cock in her mouth, her head bobbing up an down, using her lips and tongue to caress it.......
"Penny for your thoughts," Lesley said.
That snapped me out of my fantasy.
Somehow I don't think she would have paid me the penny if I told her I was fantasising about her mum giving me a blow job.
"I was thinking about what a great Christmas this is," I said, hoping this would be a reasonable response.
Joan said "yes I agree, it is always good when you get presents you REALLY like."
I heard myself say, in a dreamy voice " oh yes."
As soon as I said it I realised it was an unusual response, so quickly tried to make a joke by saying "you can never have too many socks."
They both laughed, but I could see from the expression on Joan's face that it was her 'special' present that I loved.
I made sure to keep my fantasising to the minimum, but every time I moved I could feel the tug of my suspenders, and enjoying the feeling of the satin of my knickers caressing my cock.
When the dinner was over, Lesley said "who fancies a walk to clear their heads."
I must admit all I wanted to do was collapse on the sofa and have a kip.
Joan said "you go for a walk, Mike and I will clear everything up."
I could hardly refuse, so we started clearing the table as Lesley got her coat and shoes on and went out.
Most of the clearing was putting things in the dishwasher, but there were a few pans that needed washing.
Joan said "you wash and I will wipe."
As I was filling the sink with water, she came up behind me, pressing her tits against my back, and sliding her hands into my jeans pockets, and caressing my suspender straps.
"The quicker we wash up, the quicker you can have your extra treat," she whispered in my ear.
If there was a gold medal for speed washing, I am sure I would have won it!
Once everything was put away, we went into the living room.
Joan said "Now let me see how pretty you look in your present."
I undid my jeans, and let them fall to to floor, showing my suspender belt, knickers and stockings, and lifted my jumper, showing that I was wearing the camisole as well.
"Good sissy," she said.
I could feel my cock throbbing in my knickers, making them tent out, so no-one would be in any doubt that I was a man dressed in pretty lingerie.
"Sit down on the sofa" she commanded.
I did as I was told, and she stood in front of me.
"Are you ready for your treat" she said.
I nodded eagerly, my heart pounding.
"I want you to play with yourself, so I can see how much you are enjoying your treat."
I began to pull my cock out of my knickers, then she said "no keep your cock in your knickers, it shows what a sissy you are, you are not a man, you are a sissy, who likes wearing pretty, feminine clothes.
I knew my knickers were already getting wet from my pre-cum, and as she said that I felt more pre-cum making my knickers even wetter.
She reached down to the hem of her skirt, and slowly started lifting it up.
My eyes were transfixed as she slowly revealed her upper thigh, then I saw stocking tops, then suspender straps, then the bare thigh, then the hint of her knickers, then higher showing her knickers fully, then her suspender belt.
As she stood in front of me showing her lingerie, I realised that she was wearing identical lingerie to what I was wearing.
I almost came at the thought of her shopping for lingerie and choosing and identical set for herself and her son in law.
She slipped her hand past the waistband of her knickers, and I could see that her fingers where slowly going down to her pussy.
I was on the edge of cumming, but wanted to keep going as long as possible, almost wishing this feeling could last forever.
As her fingers slipped inside the pussy, she let out a 'mmmmm'.
I could see the satin of her knickers moving as she started to play with herself, and I could hear the wetness of her pussy as her fingers went into and out of her pussy.
Then she took her hand from out of her knickers and put her fingers to my mouth, for me to suck.
I eagerly took her fingers into my mouth, licking as sucking her pussy juices off them.
When she felt I had cleaned her fingers she took them out of my mouth and put them in her knickers and sliding into her pussy.
She repeated this a few times, until one time when her hand was in her her knickers she started rubbing her clit furiously, and gasped "you can cum now."
I could see that she thrusting her hips, obviously having an orgasm.
That sight was enough for me to allow my cock to explode and enjoy my orgasm.
The first bead of my creamy cum soaked through the satin material of my knickers, then followed by many more jets of cum, absolutely drenching my knickers.
I can never remember cumming this much.
Joan's eyes were staring at the wet patch of my knickers.
"Oh dear, the sissy has wet his knickers," she said "you can't keep those on, as they will soak through onto your jeans.
Take them off."
As I had to remove my jeans to take my knickers off she giggled and said "skirts are far better for when you want to get your knickers off."
She let go of the hem of her skirt, and then obviously hooked her thumbs over her knickers and I could see them fall to her ankles, and she stepped out of them, and picked them up and held them out to me.
"You can wear my knickers," she said with a smile "they might be a little damp, but not as wet as your knickers."
I pulled them up quickly, realising that it won't be that long before Lesley come back from her walk.
It could only been 5 minutes before we heard the key in the door as Lesley came home.
I did not feel capable of being able to talk to Lesley, with all that had just happened, knowing that I was wearing her mum's knickers, and she was wearing no knickers, so I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
I heard Lesley say "I hope he helped you, and wasn't like that all the time."
"Don't worry dear, I got out of him what I wanted," she replied.
Then they started chatting away, mainly to do with all that needs to be done for Joan to move into her new house.
I must admit I did actually fall asleep, and for the rest of the day enjoyed the sensation of wearing the stockings and suspenders, knowing I was wearing Joan's knickers.
When I went to bed, I had to make sure I removed the lingerie before my wife could see.

To be continued....
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