Crossdressing Stories: Franks Fetish

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels. XOXO

As he pulled up to the huge gates, one of the security men flagged him down. “Who are you here to see?”

“Mrs. Carlson. She is expecting me.”

“Who are you?”

“My name is Frank. Tell her it is the plumber she called a while ago about a plumbing emergency.”

The guard picked up his phone and made a call. As he spoke into the phone, Frank could feel his heart beating excitedly. He was finally going to confirm if the call he received while at home was a prank.

The guard handed a tablet to him. “Okay. Your visit to Mrs. Carlson has been confirmed. Just sign here first.”

Frank nodded and quickly signed the tablet.

He pointed up the driveway filled with pine trees and flower hedges. “Park your van in the visitor’s parking lot on the right.”

Frank could not believe his luck as he drove towards the house. So the caller had been real. He was actually going to work for Mrs. Carlson. He drummed on the steering wheel of his van. He could imagine all he ways he was going to enjoy fucking his wife later on.

When he got to visitor’s parking lot, he drove in and parked his van.

A man in a white suit and black tie came to meet him.

“You are Frank?”

“Yes. The plumber that Mrs. Carlson –”

“Just come with me. She has already told me you were coming.”

Frank grabbed his tool bag and went with the man in the uniform.

“This is such a lovely mansion you have here,” Frank observed as they walked through a corridor.

“I hope you are not trying to commend me, Frank. The mansion belongs to Mrs. Carlson.”

“Of course I know. But I am just admiring it. And I am also thinking of the entire plumbing system.”

“What about it?”