She makes the escort crossdress, planning a long term feminization process

"Well..." Despite drawing out the moment to make the boy more nervous, I saw Svetlana had already decided. She rose to her feet slowly, bringing her lips close to the overwhelmed escort's ear and began to whisper something.

He looked **** at first, but with Svetlana expertly applying the 'carrot' - her overwhelming sex appeal - and the 'stick' - the threat of getting the boy fired -, he had no hope of resisting whatever she wanted.

Her hands were all over him as he nodded dumbly to whatever she said, and before long, Svetlana was pulling him along into the bedroom. I panicked, wondering if I'd misjudged the situation and that my wife was going to fuck an escort after all...

I started to follow, but she waved a hand, gesturing for me to stay out in the hallway as the two of them did whatever they'd go in there to do...

My mind raced nervously, until finally Svetlana stepped out, followed by what I first thought was a pretty - if sluttily-dressed - young woman. I quickly realized however, that the mini-skirt-wearing, makeup-adorned girl in front of me was the escort...between his clothes, makeup and blonde wig, I might not have been able to tell he was male if I hadn't already known...

He froze in place as he saw me, while I froze as well, realizing I'd just been eyeing up another guy.

Seeing how awkward we were, Svetlana covered her mouth with one hand, laughing at the two of us. She then strode over to me, unbuckling my pants and dropping them to the floor unceremoniously, revealing my tiny, locked-up dick. Looking back to the escort, she spoke in a mockingly-comforting way.

"Don't worry, I didn't get you dressed up for my husband's sake...he's so tiny that even your virgin boipussy wouldn't feel it." She squeezed my cage teasingly, turned her gaze back to me. "Isn't that right? You make my girly-boy over there look like a stud..."

She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me roughly until my tiny dick trying to stiffen made me groan in discomfort. Breaking off the kiss, Svetlana whispered into my ear...