neighbor to husband

  I’m Umesh, 24 years old and the only son of my parents. I am jobless even though I have completed my Master’s Degree. I never really found a job that suited (or the recruiters thought that I wasn’t suitable for the job) me. Anyway, I didn’t really need to work, since we were financially very secure as both my parents held high positions in private companies and made a lot of money. So they were never bothered that I was sitting at home. Even when I was younger they had very little time to spend with me. This made me feel at my parents never really cared about me much, which was probably true as my mother would order me to do household work without any sort of hesitation. I would engage myself by watching TV when my parents went to their offices. Since I rarely went out of my house I had no friends even though we lived in an apartment.

          One day, while cleaning the cupboard, a few of my mothers clothes fell off. So I bent down to pick it up and started arranging them in the cupboard, a satin pantie has also fallen off. As soon as my fingers touched the silky material, I was amazed as I had never felt any cloth that was so smooth. I just held it in my hands, felling it and suddenly felt, I should wear it. And without a second thought I removed my clothes and wore the pantie.

          From that moment on, my entire life changed. The silky smooth felling of wearing a pantie amazed me and it felt so nice. I didn’t stop there. I took out a bra from the cupboard and wore it, and another wave of pleasure hit me. It fit me perfectly and since I had put on weight sitting at home, my man-boobs fit in the bro cups snugly. I then took out a petticoat and a maroon satin nighty, and wore it. I was in heaven, I wanted to try on all my mothers clothes, and had all the time and the freedom to do it.

          After a while, I removed my mothers clothes that I was wearing and went to her dressing table. I found the Veet cream, applied it all over my hands and legs and removed all the hair. I also shaved off my beard, moustache, the hair on my chest and under arms. Now I was completely hair less. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind. What if parents notice that I had shaved off my moustache and also removed the hair on my hands and legs….??? I would find out soon enough!!!!!!!!

          That night, while having dinner, I thought my parents would confront me about the shaving of my moustache. But to my surprise, neither of them questioned about it. In a way, I was happy. But the other side of me was sad that, my parents didn’t even care to talk to their son about anything. But I had other plans running in my head already about my new found love for women clothes.

          The next day, I was eagerly waiting for my parents to leave for their offices. As soon as they left, I removed all my boy clothes and went directly to my parents room and opened all the 3 cupboards my mother had. One cupboard was filled with all of her lingerie and night wear, another cupboard had all of her office clothes, suits, western wear accessories and the last cupboard had all of her sarees, their matching blouses and petticoats, her other Indian clothes like kurtis and leggings, and her makeup. I was amazed to see the number of sarees and Indian wear that my mother owned. There were around 150 sarees, but I had only seen my mother wear a saree around 3 or 4 times. Seeing those, my insides were jumping in joy.

 

          I wore a pink bra and pantie set, and scanned through the sarees that were neatly arranged with their blouses. I found a bright yellow coloured saree with some glass work on the borders. I took out the saree and kept on the bed and went and found a yellow petticoat and wore it. This was the first time I would be wearing a saree. Since I had already decided that I would wear a saree today, I had seen videos in YouTube on ‘How to wear a saree?’. Recalling the steps, I first put on the blouse. The arms fit perfectly, but the cups were a bit loose, since I didn’t have proper breasts so I stuffed the bra with socks until the fitting was perfect. And then recalling the videos I have seen last night, I started draping the saree and it took me almost 25 minutes to finish it. After that, I pinned the pallu to the blouse.

          I also found a wig in my mothers cupboard. I wondered why she had a wig, since she had long flowing hair. But anyway, I wore it and stood in front of the mirror to adjust it. And I was both shocked and impressed with the person I saw looking back at me in the mirror. I had draped the saree perfectly (I was very proud of myself) and it felt amazing being draped in the saree. I adjusted my wig and pulled it into a simple ponytail. Then I took out a simple necklace, a pair of earrings, few bangles and wore them in front of the mirror. Since I had no clue about makeup, I just put on my mothers face cream and kept a small circular bindi on my forehead and my transformation was complete. I loved the new me and decided that, I would wear women clothes every day after my parents left. I then carried on with my household chores. And it was a beautiful feeling of doing household work as a woman, adjusting the hair falling over my face, covering my breast with the pallu every now and then….. Ahhh such a beautiful feeling. Later in the day I saw many videos about makeup, hairstyles and different styles of wearing sarees.

          There was no stopping me from that day onwards. I had decided to dress up every single day in different kinds of clothes, but mostly in kurtis – leggings or nighties. I wore sarees only when I was in a great mood. I would be dressed right till my parents came home, which would usually be late and sometimes I would I just stay in my room, dressed. My parents were never bothered about me or what I was doing.

          Life was filled with beautiful colours and soft clothes now, and one day I saw someone was moving in to the apartment next to mine. And since we lived in a posh apartment, none of the occupants interfered with others and all interactions would be limited to formal talks. So I barely bothered to know who my new neighbour was.

          The next day, I was wearing a nighty and a few bangles on my wrists and watching a daily serial on TV when I heard the knock on my front door. I was surprised and thought who that would be, since there would be no chance that my parents would have comeback from their office. So I quickly changed into a pair of shorts, wore a T-shirt and pulled out the socks from the bra cups and opened the door….

          There was a girl standing at my door, she had beautiful long hair. She was just a little taller than I was and had a beautiful smile. And by her looks, I guessed she was a year or two older than me. Even though I still checking her out, she started talking. She introduced herself and told her name is Siri. She had moved to the apartment next to mine, and she needed some help with unpacking one of her boxes. I hesitantly agreed to help her. I had no clue that this would entirely change my life. She was relieved and gave me a big happy smile and led me to her apartment and we went in. I helped her with unpacking.

          While we were unpacking and arranging all her stuff she was telling me about herself. She was 26 years old, has a degree in marketing and she worked in a huge software company. She also told me that, she would be living alone that her parents died a few years ago in a car accident. She then asked about me and I told her about myself briefly. By the time we were done with unpacking most of the boxes and arranging them, she asked me if I would like have a cup of coffee and I agreed. So both of us went into her kitchen and she was talking about some random stuff when the spoon in her hand slipped and fell down. So I bent down and lifted it and held it out for to take but she was just staring at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.

          It took me a moment to realize why she was so shocked. The neck of the T-shirt that I had worn was loose and when I bent down to pick up the spoon, she could see the bra I was wearing. I was so embarrassed with myself and ran towards the front door, so that I could get out before she could say something, but her door was locked. While I was trying to open it up she came to me and turned me towards her.

          She slid the sleeve of my t-shirt and looked at the strap of the bra I was wearing. I was in so much shock that, I could barely see her face or talk anything. So I just kept staring at the floor. Even though I wanted to run out of her house, my legs had just froze in that spot. After sometime, she lifted my face up to look at her. She had a confused smile on her face and asked me, ‘Why was I wearing a bra?’

          I couldn’t speak anything and just stood there staring at her. After a while, she again said, ‘It’s okay, if you don’t want to talk to me, you can go, I wont stop you’. I could see the honesty in her eyes and for some weird reason, I trusted her and was prepared to tell her everything. I was about to tell the biggest secret of my life to a girl l barely knew, whom I met only a few hours ago, but that’s what I did. I told her everything, the way my parents ignore me and how I started wearing women clothes. She listened to me patiently and kept nodding her head while I spoke. When I was finished, she kept quiet for a minute and asked me, ‘Why do you wear women clothes?’ I honestly told her that I didn’t know (which was true) and I also told her that I felt very comfortable wearing women clothes and it felt like I was meant to wear women clothes (which was also what I actually felt). She just nodded in response, stood up, unlocked the door and held it open without saying anything signalling me to leave. I stood up, walked towards the door and just before I left, I stopped in front of her and asked her to promise me that she wouldn’t tell this anyone. She nodded her head again and promised she wouldn’t share it anyone. I just couldn’t come to terms with what just happened and just went into my room and fell on my bed not knowing what to do and fell asleep.

          It had been a few days since the incident at Siri’s home and I never saw her after that. The first thing I thought was, she would be disgusted with me and would never talk to me. I was OK with it and there was nothing I could do about it. I just went back to what was now my daily routine, dressing up after my parents left, completing all the household work and changing back to my boy clothes before my parents came home. Meanwhile, I had purchased a few more wigs and also brought myself some breast enhancing cream that had made my man boobs look like a natural woman’s breast. Even after all this, my parents never asked me anything about it. After a few more days passed, there was a knock on my door again. I quickly changed this time, removing all of my female clothes including bra (I had learned my lesson from my previous encounter with Siri). I opened the door and to my utter surprise it was Siri at the door, with her beautiful smile spread across her face. I was surprised to see her and was also happy that she was there. After a few moments, she put her hand on my shoulder and slid the sleeve and we both burst out laughing.

          She took me to her house, and gave a gift wrapped box. I looked at her confused. She said that the gift was for me and asked me to open it. Inside the box was a dress, it was a black full sleeved top with golden prints over it. When I lifted the top out of the box, the front of the dress was made of a transparent material from the waist and was also cut in the middle. It also had a black bottom and she had also brought me black heels. I was in awe of the dress and was admiring it when Siri snapped me out of my trans and asked me whether I liked it or not?

          I was totally confused. I liked the dress a lot but I didn’t understand why she brought it for me? So I asked her ‘Why?’. She replied, ‘That day I was completely shocked to see you wearing a bra and knowing that you liked to wear women clothes. But after a while, I realized that it was just clothes and just because you wear clothes that are socially not acceptable to your gender doesn’t make you a bad person. So I brought you this dress in a way to say that I totally understand you and support you in this. And I will also try to help you in any way possible’. After listening to her, my eyes were filled with tears and I just stood up and hugged her and cried. Siri after being a little hesitant hugged me back. She asked to go to my house and get my bra and wig so that I could wear the dress she had brought me.

          I went to my house to pick up the stuff I needed all the while thinking how lucky I was to get a friend like Siri. I went back to her house with the wig and other stuff. She directed me to her room where I could change. She had already spread the dress she had brought for me on her bed. I went to the washroom, washed my face and came out. While I was removing my boy clothes, I don’t know why but the only thought running through my mind was that I had to look beautiful for Siri. I wore my bra, and my breasts fitted perfectly in their cups. I sat in front the dressing table and wore my wig. I had curled the ends of this wig and adjusted it. Then I did light make up, put red lipstick and kajal to my eyes. I was happy with the make up even thought it was simple and I looked great. Then I wore the dress and to my surprise, the dress fit me perfectly. I then wore a pair of big earrings in my ear and looked at myself in the mirror, and I really looked beautiful. I put on the heels she had bought for me. They were a little tight but fit me good.

          I was really nervous to open the door since I really wanted to look beautiful and nice for her. I took a deep breath and opened the door. She was watching something on the television and had changed into a T-shirt and boy shorts, in which she looked really nice. I walked up to her and cleared my throat. She turned around, stood up and felt amazed looking at me. I asked her how I looked? And she replied, ‘You look absolutely beautiful’. I couldn’t hide my happiness and blushed a bit, which made Siri laugh. She continued, ‘I don’t think any woman would look so beautiful as you do in this dress Umesh’.

          I looked up to see her. She had a question on her face and was staring between my chest and face. So I asked her what was bothering her? She simply pointed at my breast and asked if she could touch it. I was surprised at her question but believed her with my life now, so I just nodded my head. She came forward and extended her hand to touch my breast. My heart was pounding in my chest. I felt a completely weird feeling all over when her hands touched my breast. I couldn’t explain that feeling. She held one of my breast in her hands, squeezed it gently and was shocked to realize that they were real breasts. Her immediate question was ‘How?’ I simply told her about the breast enhancement cream that I used. She asked me how I felt in the dress? I replied that, ‘it felt heavenly’, which was the truth. But I complained that the heels where a bit tight. She chuckled a bit and replied ‘That’s how they are meant to be sweety’.

          After that, we had coffee together and Siri told me that she also had interest in photography and asked me if she could take pictures of me. I simply replied YES, I had come to trust her with everything and was ready to do anything she asked me. So she took out her camera, clicked a few pictures and also gave me tips on how to pose like a proper lady and the pictures came out beautifully.

          After a while of random girly talk, Siri had to leave for a meeting and I came back to my house without even changing. I honestly didn’t want to change either. I went directly into my room and didn’t come out till the next morning until my parents left for work. I had slept in the dress that Siri had bought me. I was having a weird feeling, a happy feeling both about the dress and about Siri.

          After Siri gave me that dress, both of us became very close. And because of her varying shift timings, we met more often and I would be dressed in female clothes. Otherwise I would be at home dressed up and doing household chores just like a housewife. And also during this time Siri had given me a new name ‘Usha’. This went on for a few months. One night, while having dinner, my father suddenly spoke to me and told me that he and mother would be going on a foreign tour for a few months and they would be leaving in a few days. He also informed that he would be depositing a fairly large sum of money in my account for me to spend till the time they came back. After finishing dinner that night, I came back to my room and couldn’t stop smiling. I would be alone for a few whole months with no interference and I could dress up in female clothes all day, every day. I was so excited that my parents would be going away. The next day when I met Siri I told her the news she was also happy and excited that we could spend more girl time together.

          As my father had said, my parents left for their foreign tour within the week. The first thing that I did after my parents left was to check my mother’s wardrobe to see what clothes she had left behind. I was pretty satisfied with what I saw. She had left most of her sarees, which was great, and also left most of her tops and kurtis, so I was sorted.

          After that, I never touched my boy clothes again. Since Siri also knew about my dressing I had the freedom to dress up without fearing about anyone. Since my parents were gone Siri also stayed at my house frequently and I stayed over at hers. Everything was a bliss.

          After a few weeks, one day when I and Siri were sitting and chatting, she suddenly asked me what opinion I had about her. I was pretty shocked to hear that question from her. I had never thought about it either. So after thinking for a bit, I told her that she was the first and only real friend that I had and I would trust her with my life. After listening to my answer, a little smile came on her face. I asked her why she asked me that question, and she replied, ‘After the death of my parents, I just cut off from the world and the only thing that concerned me was my job, until I met you and got to know about you. You have become much more to me than a friend. You mean so much to me’. I was honestly a bit confused listening to her answer. I also understood what she was trying to tell and was actually very happy about the way she felt about me. But still I said I didn’t understand what she wanted to tell. She then simply said, ‘Usha, I love you from the bottom of my heart and to the moon and back, I want to spend the rest of my life with you and only you.’

          Listening to her, proposing me, I was over the moon. I liked her very much, she was the only person that understood me and the only person that I could be myself with. After thinking for a while, I replied, ‘Siri, I really like you as well but I want to spend the rest of my life as Usha, as a woman. But you are searching for a man Umesh who almost dead and only Usha is left in me’. Siri understood my dilemma and gave me a huge smile. She said, ‘Oh my dear silly, I want to spend the rest of my life with you as Usha, not as Umesh. I want to marry you and make you my wife, make you mine and ready to do anything for it’. I was absolutely shocked and couldn’t believe what I just heard. After realizing that she wasn’t joking with me, I was so happy and was over the moon. Looking at my happy face she knelled down and held out a red jewellery box which had a beautiful ring inside it and asked me, ‘Usha, will you please marry me and make me the most luckiest husband on the planet?’ With tears in my eyes and red cheeks, I said yes. And as soon as I said yes, she stood up and we kissed. I don’t know for how long we kissed but that was the best felling I had felt in my life since I started to dress up.

          That night, I decided to stay back with my future husband and we slept on the same bed next to each other. Both of us were wearing nighties, and Siri was spooling me from the back, which felt amazing, but more than that, a million thoughts were running through my mind about the future, our future.

          The next morning, both of us started planning for our wedding. The first thing was I had to be comfortable going out as a woman. The second thing were my documents. I needed my IDs in my new name and had no idea how to get at done. The third and the biggest thing was where would we stay after we got married and what I would tell my parents? Siri said she had sorted out the issue of my IDs. She suggested that we would move to another city where her company had another branch. And she was hopeful of getting a transfer there very soon. Coming to the issue of my parents Siri said, ‘You could just write a letter to your parents and leave with me. We will move out of here before your parents come back from their tour’. That seemed like the best option, since I wouldn’t be taking my phone or the money that my parents had put into my account. The only thing I would be taking was a few of mothers clothes and I guessed she wouldn’t care about them anyway. So all the details were sorted and the only thing that was left was for me to go out and live my life as a woman.

          After days of planning that day was finally here, the day I would step into the world as Usha. I was wearing a not T-shirt and jeans and was really both nervous and excited that I would be going out as a girl. We reached Siri’s car and she drove us to the market place. We parked the car and just before we got out, Siri held my hand and gave me an encouraging smile.

          I was dead nervous, I was absolutely sure that no one could ever imagine that I was a guy by looking at me. Because I had completely transformed my body into that of a perfect woman. I had even grown my hair long enough that I didn’t need a wig anymore and also walked perfectly like a woman. Siri intentionally made us walk around for a while to make me comfortable with myself and after walking around for a few minutes, I calmed down and became confident by started walking freely. I had done it, I overcame my biggest fear of going out into the world as a woman. We went to many shops and brought all the things I needed. At last, we went into a saree shop to buy new sarees for our marriage and some for our new life together. I brought a cream silk saree with a golden border and red flowers on top of it for our marriage ceremony and also brought a few more daily use sarees for me. When I asked Siri, ‘Why she wasn’t buying any sarees for herself?’ She whispered in my ears, ‘From now on, you will be the only one wearing sarees dear’. I just smiled listening to what she said and blushed.

          After that day, we went out together many times to various places so that I get used to being in public and after a few days I was completely comfortable. Soon it was our marriage day, and as per the tradition, we had planned the wedding at my home. We didn’t invite anyone since I didn’t have any friends and Siri felt that none of her friends would understand us anyway. Somehow Siri had managed to arrange a priest who would conduct the wedding ceremony. The priest arrived and got busy in making the arrangements required. Both of us were helping the priest. After some time, Siri told me go and change, and said she would also get ready for our big day. So I went into my room and started to get ready. I did my make up (I was an expert now), did a simple hair style and kept fresh jasmine flowers in my braid and then wore the saree and the jewellery we brought. After I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and looked beautiful. I was going to start a new chapter in my life. I was about to become a wife to someone. It was something that I never imagined in my wildest dreams.

          I could hear the priest reading the mantras for the marriage ceremony that meant that Siri was already there. I heard the priest call out for me. I stepped out of my room and saw the love of my life looking waiting for me to arrive. I was shocked to see Siri wearing a white shirt and dhoti. She had tied her hair up into a bun and had worn the traditional hat that grooms wear during a wedding. Which means other than for her breast she looked like a proper groom. I just smiled and thanked my stars for getting such a wonderful and thoughtful person as a partner. The ceremony was completed and Siri tied the mangalsutra around my neck and kept sindoor on my forehead. We were married, and I was a wife now. The ceremony ended late in the evening. We had dinner, and it was time for our first night as husband and wife. I could see the excitement and mischief in Siri’s eyes and inside, I was equally excited to lose my virginity.

 

          As per tradition, we decided that we would stay at my house for two days, and then would shift out to our new house and new life in another city. Siri had managed to get her transfer and also found a house for us to stay. Just like every other newly wed bride, I had a glass of milk in my hand and entered our bedroom. Siri was waiting for me in there. She was still in her shirt and dhoti and smiled at me naughtily when I entered the room. I shyly handed over the glass to my husband. She drank half of it and returned the glass to me. I drank the remaining milk and kept the glass aside. She asked me to sit beside her, and I did as she asked. She came close and held my chin and lifted my face up to see hers. After looking at me for a few moments she kissed me. It was a long and hungry kiss, and at the end of which, both of us were grasping for breath. Then she started kissing down cheeks, ear lobes, neck and shoulders.

          She then made her way down and kissed my breasts and stomach. She got up, removed her shirt, dhoti and climbed on the bed. She then undressed me one piece of cloth at a time, all the while kissing me all over my body, making me feel ecstatic. I was now completely naked. Then she got up and removed her bra and pantie. As soon as she did that I was completely shocked at what I saw. She was wearing a 5 inch dildo, that sprang out as soon she removed her pantie. Looking at my shocked face, she said, ‘As your husband, its my duty to give my wife the pleasure she deserves………, properly”. I couldn’t help but blush.

          We made out for a little while longer and it was time for me to lose my virginity to the love of my life. Siri positioned herself over me and I had my legs spread open inviting her 5 inch dildo into my body. She came down near the entrance of the hole and played around for little while and then gently pushed it inside. An instant shot of pain ran up my spine, which was immediately replaced with pleasure. She paused and looked at my face for confirmation and I nodded. She began to pick up her pace and after what seemed like an eternity in between my moans. I reached my climax and let out a huge moaning sound. I had never felt such a strong physical pleasure in my life. She continued as I was catching my breath. After a while, she reached her climax as well. She came down, kissed my lips hard and sucked on my breasts hungrily. I could see the satisfaction on her face. Now I was a proud wife who had satisfied her husband properly. We both fell asleep, while kissing and sucking on each others bodies.

          In the next two days at my house, we made love to each other multiple times and each time was better than the last. Now it was time for us to move out of our respective apartments. It took us both a few days to pack all the stuff in Siri’s house and I packed all my female clothes. As planned, I took a few of my mothers clothes and wrote a small note for them, saying my thanks and goodbye to them. After a few hours of travel, we reached our new house to start our new life together. We unloaded all our stuff and arranged the house over the course of few days. Siri also settled into her job at the new location. I was a complete woman now, taking care of the entire house and satisfying my dear husband. From being a son, who was ignored by his parents to being loved as a woman by her husband. My transformation and journey is something that I had never dreamed in my entire life