The Loser in the End--The Sequel

Brian's Package

The next morning, Brian's driver drove you up to the cabin, and Brian was right. It was incredible, and you loved it the moment you set eyes on it. It was a beautiful log cabin nestled in the trees with a large deck that was perfect for watching the sunset over the lake. It was late autumn, and all the leaves on the trees were red and gold. It looked like it came straight out of a fairytale. You were so excited to be spending the next few days there.

Inside, there was a small bedroom downstairs, and two cozy bedrooms upstairs, each with its own fireplace. It was an incredibly romantic spot. You felt a small pang in your heart. This was a place for lovers, there was no doubt. Your mind wandered to what it would be like to be there with Freddie...

Jesus, you thought, I'm here to try to work things out with Brian, I shouldn't be fantasizing about Freddie. But it was so hard not to...

Brian's driver had told you the kitchen was already stocked, and he wasn't kidding. Anything you could possibly want was in there--even several bottles of wine and champagne were in the fridge, which you were surprised to see. Since Brian wasn't there, it was the perfect time to indulge in some and try to relax.

You took a book and a glass of wine out onto the deck and settled into one of the comfy chairs. There were other cabins in the neighborhood, but they weren't close enough to intrude on your privacy. There was even a small rowboat available for your use if you so desired. These were just some of the perks of being Brian's girlfriend.

After reading for awhile, you took a little walk and admired the beauty of the lake. Then you went back inside to unpack your bag and hang your clothes up. As you opened the closet, you were surprised to see a pair of black high heels. Who did they belong to? Did they belong to someone Brian had dated before you? You picked them up and examined them. No, no woman would leave her Jimmy Choo heels behind, you thought. That made no sense at all...

Was it possible Brian was having an affair? No, it couldn't be that either. Straight-laced Brian was the last person who would have an affair, right? There must be some logical explanation. There just had to be...

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A package had just been delivered to Brian's door, and he excitedly ripped into it.  He'd gotten you out of the house just in time.  He carefully took the contents out and examined them.  All the things he had ordered were in there--lace panties, stockings, a garter belt, heels,  a little red mini dress--and the thing he was most excited about--a butt plug...

He was still resentful about the I Want To Break Free video, when Roger and Freddie got wear skirts, while he'd been made to dress like a tired old housewife.   Of course, he didn't know at the time how much of a fetish it would become to wear women's clothing, and how much it would turn him on.  He just knew that it seemed like no one thought he was pretty enough to wear a dress, and it still bothered him to this day.  Granted, he would never have dressed that way even if they'd wanted him to.  He had his image to protect, after all, but it hurt his ego that no one had even asked.  

He couldn't wait to try on his new items, and he raced into the bedroom and tore all his clothes off.  He slipped the panties up over his hips and  carefully slid the stockings up his legs, so as not to rip them.  Then he  attached them to the garter belt and squeezed into the dress.  All that was left was the finishing touch--the heels.  He stepped into them and then admired himself in the full-length mirror.  The sight of himself got him horny.

"Damn, I look hot," he said out loud as he twirled in front of the mirror, admiring himself and posing. "Look at those legs.  I want to fuck myself."

As hard as he was, he resisted the urge to pleasure himself.  He wanted to save himself for his fuck buddy tonight...