“Would you do anything for me?” Bill asked.

We had just finished making love and I was still on an orgasmic high, I didn’t have to think about it for a second. “Of course I would do anything for you silly,” I said. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. His lips were so soft pressed against mine. I would do anything for his kisses.

“Well then there’s something I have been thinking about for a long time.” He was beating around the bush. He always got that way when there was something new he wanted to try. The longer he took the kinkier it was. I couldn’t even imagine what it was he wanted. We had done practically everything.

“What is it baby?” I asked. I was willing to play his game but not for too much longer. Bill looked every which direction but at me. “Baby if you don’t tell me in the next minute then whatever it is you’re thinking about, you can forget it,” I said. I was loosing my patience.

“No baby, don’t say that. Ok instead of me telling you let me show you.” He went into the closet and returned with a large pink box. It looked very much like a Victoria’s Secret box. “Here,” he said as he placed the box in front of me. “Now before you say no I want you to just keep an open mind, ok baby?” He took my face in his hands and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“Bill what are you up to?” I asked.

“You’ll see, don’t worry you’ll enjoy it.”

I ran my hands over the box. It was beautiful packaging. As I pulled on the pink ribbon all I could think of was how I should save the box for another occasion. I lifted the lid and sorted through the mounds of tissue. I pulled out a lacy white satin corseted top with garter belts. I looked up at him with a very confused look.

“There’s more baby, keep looking,” he said.

I dug deeper into the box and pulled out a white lace pair of panties that matched the top. They were beautiful pieces of lingerie but something I had absolutely no use for. “Bill, who’s this for?” I asked.

“They’re for you baby, I want you to wear them.” His eyes were large, I hadn’t seen him this excited since he had wanted to do watersports.

“Bill, honey. I can’t wear this. They’re made for women…” I started to protest but he cut me off.

“See, I knew you were going to say that, but I talked to the sales woman…”

“You talked to a sales woman about this?” I started to get angry.

“Yes baby I had to in order to get it right, but listen. I gave her your measurements and she helped me pick everything out. From the corset to the shoes.”

“There are shoes too?” I asked.

Bill got up and with a devilish smile returned with another box. This one was white; it was definitely a shoebox. I looked at the side of the box, size 10’s. I opened the box and pulled out a pair of very high stilettos that were the same shade of white as the lingerie. I had always been a bit of a shoe aficionado so I couldn’t help but rub the patent leather. They were beautiful shoes, and I had always deep down wondered what