I started thinking about how it would be to get her in bed with me with those tights and leotard on. Then I would tie her up and jump on her and just have sex until neither of us could handle anymore. However, she wasn't into bondage and she would hardly wear her exercise outfits around me.  She knew if she did I wouldn't leave her alone until we had sex. Now all I could do lately was dream about her. Moreover, believe it or not I had started dreaming about what I would do if I was a girl and looked as good as she did.

As much as I like those tights and leotards I think I would wear them all the time. I knew how good they felt on me when I had worn them. I've done that a few times. It feels so good when that tight leotard is pulling up on my crotch and that thong are up my crotch. I can have a good orgasm by just walking around the house in them or just sleeping in the outfits. They have to feel just as good on my wife. Rubbing against her crotch all the time. I know she liked it. The crotch on the tights and leotard were always wet when she took them off even if she hadn't exercised. Even if she won't ever admit it.

I closed my eyes for a minute and she let out a little scream. I opened my eyes to see what had happened and all the sudden I was down on the floor rubbing the bottom of my foot where I had stepped on something. The only thing was that my feet were covered with the black tights and I had a thong going up my butt. I looked over at the bed and saw me still sleeping, or what had once been me. I was now my wife at least I was in her body. My mind was still was still the same, except for the fact that I was thinking like a woman.

I opened my mouth to ask me, rather to ask my husband on the bed to wake up for a minute and help me. "Sure," he said, "anything to get close to you when you have that outfit on." I told him never mind. I didn't understand it but I had changed places with my wife and knew it, talking and feeling like her. In addition, evidently she was now me but didn't know anything had happened. I stood up and instinctively pulled the thong out of my butt.

I turned around and looked in the mirror. There I was me a man looking at myself as a woman dressed in tights and a leotard. Now I was my wife only still with my fetish for tights and leotards. Moreover, I know I looked good in those tights and leotard. Suddenly I had a desire to wear this kind of outfit all the time and also I was horny as hell. I thought I looked damn good, better than most of the women I've seen on TV lately. As soon as I finished my exercising I was going to take my husband to the mall and buy more of these things. He would like that the way he was always talking.

I don't know why my wife screamed she looked fine. I put my head back down on the bed and pretended to be asleep again. I had felt kind of weird there for a minute after she screamed but now I was okay. I looked at her admiring herself in the mirror dressed in those tights and leotards and wanted her more than ever. I heard the shower turn on and a few minutes later I heard her coming back out of the bathroom. I looked up just in time to see her drying off. She looked like she was really getting into
drying her body. She lingered at her crotch and her breast. I'd never seen her do that before.

Then she dropped the towel and walked across the bedroom, naked, and bent over to the dressed drawer. She had never, ever done that before. She was actually naked in front of me almost showing off to me. She pulled out another pair of tights and another leotard and slipped her legs in the tights and slowly pulled them up to her waist. Then she stepped in the leg holes of the leotard and pulled it up into place and adjusted the butt and crotch. I think she was actually turning herself on by doing this. In
addition, she looked great.

She saw that I was watching her and asked me how she looked. "Good enough to eat," I told her. "Not now maybe later, get up and get ready to go to the store," she told me. I asked her what we needed and she told me. I jumped right out of bed and was ready within ten minutes. She was in the living room when I was finally ready to go. She was just standing there, waiting looking good in those tights and leotards, nothing else just that.  I asked her if she was at going to put shorts on over those. Giving me a puzzled look she said, "yes of course I was." True to her words she walked back out of the bedroom with just a pair of shorts over her outfit. And we were off.

Of course all the men at the mall were staring at her. I actually felt jealous, a new emotion for me. She didn't mind, though. She enjoyed every minute of it. We must have gone in every sporting goods store and every major clothing store to find more leotards and tights. She only bought tights that had feet in them for some reason. She wasn't so picky about the leotards. She almost sounded like her husband, I mean me, of course. We walked back out to the car with arms loaded full of sacks.

I couldn't believe I was buying all these tights and leotards. The more I saw the more I bought. The only thing it was getting more difficult to find tights with feet in them. I couldn't wait to get home and try all these on and show Jim. For some reason that name sounded more suitable for me than Sarah. Jim had called my name several times today and I didn't even recognize it. I guess I was just into shopping a little too much.

I emptied all the sacks on the bed after we got home. I picked a tight little red leotard and matching tights to try on first. I knew the leotard would be on the borderline of being too small but now having it on it fit just right. Just a regular butt, no thong but it was tight and with the red tights I looked and felt like a million dollars. Putting the rest back in the sacks I decided to wear the red ones for awhile. I walked out in the living room where Jim was and he almost came unglued when he saw what I
had on. I sat down next to him on the couch.

When I sat down the leotard pulled tight against my vagina and I started getting a little turned on. So did Jim. He leaned over and kissed me.  Next thing I knew he was putting his hands on my breast on top of my leotard. It was a strange sensation but it felt good especially when he gently pinched my nipples. I could feel myself getting wet and so could Jim. He had his hand on my crotch rubbing against my vagina. He was pushing so much he was taking my tights and leotard inside me as he rubbed. The wetter I became the more the material was inside me along with his finger. So this is what it felt like.

Waves of pleasure were starting to rush through my body. Suddenly I arched my back and I knew I was going to have an orgasm. I could feel myself becoming drenched. It was far more intense than any orgasm I had when I was a man. I couldn't quit and I couldn't get enough. I started taking the leotard off and then pulled the tights down to my knees and lay back on the
couch. Jim put two fingers inside my wet vagina and ran them in and out rubbing my clit as he did. I really hadn't stop cuming since I started.  I told him to pull his pants down and screw me fast and hard.

He stuck his penis inside me. It was great. It felt better from this side than from his side. I had enough big orgasm before he did and then I felt his sperm hitting the inside of me. It was warm and such a turn on He shot a lot of sperm inside me that time. I could feel him slowing down and growing smaller inside me. He finally slipped out but I was ready for more.  And I told him that. Later he said. Well do better later. He moved off me and went to the bathroom. I lay there for a minute trying to calm down.  Pulling my tights and leotard back up I stood up by the couch. I could feel his sperm coming back out of me was dripping on the inside of my crotch. I had forgotten about this part. Nevertheless, to me this time it felt good and a little erotic.

If she was actually I, I know she or rather Jim would actually like to be wearing tights and a leotard too. I was sitting on a towel when he came back out of the bathroom. My crotch was so wet I didn't want to stain the couch. I asked him point blank, "Would you like to put on a pair of tights and leotard and sit here with me?" I got a blank look from him at first then he slowly nodded his head yes and then he smiled. At least he was thinking like I would have been.

I went to the bedroom and pulled out some of my old stash of tights and leotards I had hidden away when I was Jim. I handed them to him and he sat down on the bed and put them on. He stood up and looked good for a man.  I knew the feeling he was getting from that leotard pulling tight against his penis. Too bad he didn't realize that he was once me and was experiencing
what I had to hide from her. If we ever changed back I hoped that she might remember that feeling.

We both laid back down on the bed and just touched each other. I knew exactly where we both liked to be touched and I touched him there and I guided him to where I liked his hands to be on me. I was ready to go again, in fact I had never lost the feeling. Never the less I knew he had from personal experience. I also knew what would get him going again. I reached over and pulled his shorts and underwear down and pulled them all the way off his legs. I grabbed his penis and could feel it twitch then I knew I had him.

Jim didn't put up a fight so I leaned over and licked the length of his penis and He started to come to attention. Sharon would never had done that, I had to beg her to touch me. Now I wasn't her so I could do everything she didn't. I licked him again but this time when I reached the head of his penis I wrapped my mouth around it and gently slid it in and out of my mouth. I was amazed I could put the entire length down my throat with out gagging. I was already adding to my wet crotch.

I started to masturbate him but decided it was more fun to do it this way.  I could feel him getting ready to cum. I had one of my hands on his balls and I could feel them tighten up. It wouldn't be long now. However, it sneaked up on me. Suddenly my mouth was full of his sperm. I had tasted my own sperm before but no one else's. Actually this was mine. So I swallowed as fast as I could trying to keep up with his ejaculations. His thrusts finally ceased and he relaxed both his body and his penis. I kept him
in my mouth until he had gone down to his normal size. I felt like I was ready to cum without any help but I wanted someone inside me. Now I had to wait.

I slid my leotard off and started rubbing myself through the wet tights.  What the heck I had masturbated myself as a man why not as a woman. I put my hand underneath the tights and put my finger inside myself. Finding my clit already hard I rubbed and fingered myself into a good orgasm.  While Jim was watching I had just had one of the best self-made orgasms I had ever had. It must have had the same effect on him, also.

I looked over at him and he was getting himself ready. I told him he was big enough already, that I would do the rest. I rolled him on top of me and grabbed his penis and guided it in me. He still wasn't up to his or my normal size. So I let him do whatever he wanted until he was fully erect.  He finally got there and I made him pull out of me and turned over on my hands and knees. Jim got on his knees and was rubbing his penis against my butt and between my legs. However, I only had one thing on my mind.

I reached back and grabbed his penis and guided it to the outside of my butthole. Asking me if I was sure. I told him, "yes, now please."  Slowly he began to push against my butthole. He was still wet from being inside my vagina that there was no problem there. He pushed hard enough to enter my hole and stopped to give me time to relax. I relaxed enough to backup into him so he was buried in me up to the base of his penis. It hurt but it didn't last long. I had always thought about getting screwed in the butt
when I was a guy. Now it was okay since I was a female. Life sucks.  Anyway he was starting to move in and out of me now. Faster and faster. He put one of his hands on my vagina and tried to rub my clit. However, he was moving in and out of my ass so fast he kept loosing his grip.

I didn't need any extra help. I was about to cum and so was he. In fact I felt his first burst of sperm inside me as I started to cum. Both of us at once. That never happened before. It seemed like it took forever for him to finish. Then it had felt so good I didn't want him to pull out. One last good thrust and he pulled out of my butt. I could feel his sperm on my butthole. I just fell down on my stomach. I could feel my nipples were still hard. I put my hands under my breast and massaged them.

We both took a shower and got cleaned up. Him first. I finished my shower and put on a flesh colored leotard with matching tights and walked into the living room. Jim looked at me. Then he asked me, "aren't you ever going to wear anything else but those leotards?" Geez, he was becoming more like her old self.