I put on my beautiful long red hair to finish my ensemble and transformation from man to woman. I had been talking to a guy for a while about role playing with him and we were finally going to do it. It was funny, I hadn't actually met him face to face, but I felt like I had a connection with him, as if I were his wife waiting patiently for him to get home. I had talked to him so much that I actually missed him, I missed talking with him and the way was with me. We came up with the whole role play, even details on how we met and things for a background. I knew this was going to be a good weekend.
I knew what my role was and he knew his. I was the obedient, submissive housewife, and he was the dominate, bread winning husband. He was very confident and a bit cocky, a real alpha male and I loved him for that. If I over stepped my bounds he quickly put me in my place, which reminded me that he is in charge and I shouldn't question him. I spent all day cleaning, making sure everything was in place for his welcome home.
I asked him when we talked what he wanted for dinner, but he said he would eat before he got home. I paused slightly in disappointment that he didn't want me to cook him anything, but he took that pause as I was challenging his decision. He then scolded me and told me that he as bigger problems than to worry about all the little things that upsets me through out the day. He followed it up by telling me to bake a cake for him. He said that would give me something to do, other than sitting on my ass getting lazy and fat.
I couldn't believe he said that, and I was so turned on by it that all I could say was, "Yes my love." The thing about my hubby though, every time he scolded me he always seem to apologize, sometimes straight forward and sometimes not so obvious. He really loves me, but makes sure I know my role in his house. I couldn't blame him for treating me with an extra firm hand from time to time. I mean considering how we met. I used to work at a truck stop, or several I should say. I had seen my share of dick in the sleeper of many big trucks, and sometimes right out in the open. I had been laid on my back, my legs of some truckers shoulders as he sweated all over me, pumping his cock in and out of me till he got off.
