Our Little Secret

“Stop pouting, honey,” Monica moaned to her husband, Bill. “It was your idea and I only helped.”

Bill sat on the bed, closed his eyes and looked inward. What was he going to do? How could he show his face at work Monday morning? Would his boss even believe him? All good questions Bill had no answers to.

Deep down Bill was enjoying every moment. He joked with Monica about wearing a bra and panty while they were out on the town; their little secret. Monica took the joke a step further when she came home with a matching bra/panty set the perfect size for Bill. He put on the obligatory resistance, but could not wait to try them on.

It was great night out. They started with dinner at Luigi’s, the most expensive restaurant in town. The rest of the night they spent at nightclubs. It was several hours after they were at the clubs when Bill noticed he felt different. By the time he figured out what was happening it was too late.

By the time they got home Bill was a woman in a suit. He stripped off his outer cloths and sat on the bed in only the bra/panty set. Monica sat beside him. “You know I still love you,” Monica said. Bill nodded. She continued, “I really am bisexual. We will still have a wonderful marriage.” Bill sat statue still.

The silence was deafening. Finally Monica said, “I am sorry. I did not know the panty and bra were laced with nanobots.” “You bought them at the TG Incorporated outlet store. What did you expect?” Bill blurted out. Bill looked all serious and forlorn when a slight smile crossed his face. “Admit it,” Monica said, “you love every minute of this.” Bill’s eyes said it all. Monica said, “I think I will call you Trisha from now on.”