Not just underwear, dresses, skirts, blouses,shoes... he had quite a diverse collection when I discovered how often hewas dressing.I even found a make...-up bag with some cosmetics in a jacket pocket in thewardrobe he had hidden away - well, I get to look, I am his wife - andconfronted him about it. His answer was that Christmas was around thecorner and he was putting away presents for me This proved to be true andI did get the make-up as a gift; however, the eyeshadow had changed to onethat I. I freaked out and it was a very awkward moment. He took me home and we never spoke of that again.At the end of the year there was an important event, the kind where is wine and appetizers... and waiters... the thing is that everybody (my fiends and a group of teachers) were so happy by the end of the party that they wanted to go somewhere else to keep the party on and I suggested my apartment (I shared a little place with 3 more roommates) because it was very near the university. Everybody. " I brushed her off saying it must be the full moon or something. When Lisa arrived I ran up to her and gave her a big hug pressing my head against her chest.My folks left and were not expected back till midnight. Lisa and I walked to the family room hand in hand and settled onto the sofa. I snuggled up next to her with my head resting on one of her tits and my arm around her waiste. Lisa asked how I was doing tonight. I told her I feeling great now that she was here, and I took her hand. I think you want someone to tell you what to do. I can see it in your eyes. I think you are looking to give in and stop thinking. I think you…” and he took his fingers and ran them across my skin and up my face brushing the hair out of my eyes, “…you are looking to submit.” “Yes.” I said.“Then come back tomorrow and be here promptly at 7am. Not a minute earlier and not a minute later. You will wear pink panties, the green top you wore the other day and jeans. Don’t wear shoes at all. Also,.