Halloween with Kym_(0)

Halloween with Kym
by
Jackie Offee’

My first ever story based on a fantasy that will most likely never happen… (All characters of are Adult age).


I am a cross-dresser, who while I had custody of my Daughter Kym, stopped dressing. The characters are real, (names have been changed to protect the innocent), the locations are real. Only the events are made up. Should they ever actually happen, I would be very, very happy.



After Kym moved away, I started wearing my pantyhose again under my pants and with a robe around the house, this was the most my wife (Kym’s step mom ) could accept. I spent most of my time dreaming about dressing again. I was soon to find an exciting and forbidden release for my desires.

Halloween was fast approaching when Kym sent an e-mail asking me if I had plans for Halloween night. Telling her I didn’t, she asked if I would like to go out with her on the town that night. After I told her “yes”, She asked if I would dress in costume with her I said “Sure, Is there anything specific that you would like me to wear?” “Yes” She said. “ I want us to go out as Mother and Daughter”. “What”? I asked. “I want you to dress up like a woman, and be my mom for a night. I want us to both wear dresses and drive around town.” I was so taken aback I didn’t know how to respond at first. After a few moments I said, “ Only if you help me with my make-up and wig. What kind of dress do you have in mind”? She replied,” How about the blouse and Short Skirt you had hidden in the garage when I lived there”. I never knew she had seen that suitcase, I had it hidden in the back of the pile and I had forgotten about it for so long. It was only then that I remembered the photo of me dressed up with the clothes that I knew she had found out about my fetish.
She told me she wanted me to meet me at her house at 11am on Halloween. After I pulled into the drive she meet me at the door and gave me a big hug just like always. I grabbed my suitcase with my ‘old outfits’ out of the trunk and took it in with me. I went into her restroom to change and she slid a packet of Sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose under the door and said, “Dad, when you change, I want you to wear these and no panties, just like in the pictures I saw”. I was beginning to understand she had plans beyond what I first imagined.