Wife, Mommy, or Babysitter Part 12 /Chapter 12 Added 12/27/23

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 1

I glanced over at the clock, it was almost four, my wife should be home soon I thought.  I had been anxious for her to come home pretty much all day.  I was hoping for a repeat of the last several Fridays.  I also didn’t want to push my luck with her and knew there was a fine line that I didn’t want to cross with her. 

When she had found out my secret, initially I was devastated.  I was sure she would, first expose me to family and friends, and second leave me.  When she confronted me, I told her that is why I had hidden it from her. That was honest, but it was also true that the idea of my secret being exposed was also a turn on.  I wanted someone to know and participate in it with me.

I was in my home office when I heard the front door open.  I quickly closed my iPad and turned towards the key pad and monitor of PC.  There was a Word document pulled up on it and I stared at it intently. 

“Allen, are you in the office?”  Judy called out. 

“Yes… trying to finish something up.”  I responded. 

I heard her heels as she walked down the hall and stopped at the office entrance.  She had worn a skirt and blouse today along with her heels and when I looked at her, I felt some arousal.  She must have seen it in my eyes because she smiled at me. 

“How was your day?”  I asked her as I turned back to the screen.

“Okay… the kids at least pretended to be interested in learning and I didn’t have to send any of them to principal’s office so I would consider that a win.”  She laughed. 

“How about yours?”  She asked.  Her tone was a touch suspicious. 

“Not great… I am still overdue on the proposal, but it is because our other group hasn’t completed their research yet.  It still didn’t stop Tommy from berating me during the Friday morning Zoom meeting.  There is a lot of tension with the whole team right now and plenty of anxiety.”  I replied, a touch nervously. 

“Hmm… tension, anxiety…. and I am sure stress also, right?”  She asked with a small smirk on her face. 

I was worried I had overplayed it based on her tone and facial expression. 

“Yes… but… not terrible… I am sure it will be okay.”  I told her. 

“Oh… then I guess you won’t need any special treatment to help you with that?”  She lifted an eyebrow as she spoke. 

“Uh… I don’t know… it isn’t like I am overwhelmed, right now at least.”  I tried to make my voice not sound certain.

“Allen, do you want me to diaper you this weekend or not?  Just tell me… this thing where you try to make it my idea that you need it for your… stress and anxiety… I am tired of it.  You like to wear diapers, why can’t you just admit that.”  She said a little flabbergasted. 

“I… wasn’t... You asked how my day was and I told you.”  I stuttered.

“So, you have no desire for me to diaper you this weekend.  Great.”  She smiled at me as she turned to leave the room.

“I didn’t say that.  I was just saying that wasn’t why I was telling you things about my day.”  I stuttered.

“So, you do want to be diapered again this weekend?”  She lifted an eyebrow and heavily emphasized the word again.

“It is obvious you don’t want to do it, so it is fine not to do it this weekend.”  I responded. 

“Look, I told you when I found out about it that you could keep doing it, didn’t I?  And I have even told you that I would diaper and change you… wet diapers, only.  The only thing I said is I didn’t want it to be every day.”  She looked into my eyes. 

I just nodded to show I agreed with what she had just said. 

“You said you didn’t want to wear them every day.  That you just did it when you were stressed or sometimes when it had been a long time since the last time you wore them.  But… it is starting to be every weekend. Isn’t it?”  She stared at me. 

“Yes… I guess… I am sorry.  We don’t need to do it.”  I turned back to the computer. 

My wife slipped out of the room.   I felt immediate disappointment and knew I had overplayed it.  I wanted to be mad that she wasn’t giving me what I wanted but I knew she had been very supportive and understanding.  

My interest and fascination with diapers went back to when I was much younger.  I think it happened because I was jealous of my younger brother. He was five years younger than me and was a bed wetter and wore diapers at night up until he was almost seven.  I remember both of my parents fussing over him, especially my mom. 

I would hear or sometimes see how my mom would talk to him with such love and comfort every night as she would went through his diapering routine.  I was expected to just get myself to bed.  I would be asked if I had brushed my teeth and be told not to stay up past my bedtime.  Meanwhile my mom would be diapering my brother every night. 

I was probably around the age of ten when I first snuck a diaper out of his room.  I had become curious about how they felt.  Two nights later, when I was sure that my parents had gone back down stairs, I had pulled the diaper out from the hiding place under my mattress and put it on.  It barely fit me, and I struggled to get the tapes to work. 

An immediate sense of satisfaction or something went through my body and brain as I felt the bulk of the diaper between my legs.  There was a comfort in feeling it.  Less than fifteen minutes later I had pulled it off and shoved it back under my mattress, scared I would be caught.   That fear led me to sneak the diaper I had worn into his diaper pail and not do it again for another six months. 

For around two years, until he finally stopped wetting the bed, I would sneak diapers from him and wear them in my room for short periods every three to six months when the urge, or maybe it was a need, would overcome me.   Fortunately for me puberty hit about the same time he stopped needing them and my focus turned to girls instead of diapers. 

Judy and I had started dating at the end of my junior year of college.  She was a year behind me, but it was quickly obvious this was a serious relationship.  She was studying to become an elementary school teacher and I was just studying.  My degree was going to be in business administration, but I really didn’t know what I wanted to do when I graduated.

Fortunately, after I graduated my dad hooked me up with a former business partner of his and my first job was for a company that studied and analyzed transportation systems.  I had a knack for it and a few years later I was partnering with another guy from that firm and starting our own consulting company.  I also got married to Judy who had got a job teaching.  This had allowed us to purchase a house in the town she had grown up in. 

My company was doing well, and I realized that I didn’t need to be in an office every day, I could work from home.  We put an addition on the home and built a nice two room home office.  Between the two of us we were doing really well financially. 

Five years into our marriage everything was going great with one exception.  We were struggling to have kids on our own.  We had tried for a couple years with out success. That had led us to consult with fertility specialists and we found out that Judy was the problem.  We gave IVF a chance, but it didn’t work, surrogacy didn’t really appeal to either of us, neither did adoption. 

We were active in the lives of one of her sister’s kids, our nieces and nephew.  She had an older brother and sister; her brother was a widower with an older teen daughter we both had become close to.  Her sister Jane had three kids aged thirteen to nine. We watched them fairly regularly so her sister and husband could have a kid free weekend and even turned one of the guest rooms into a kid’s room for them.    We put a set of bunk beds and a twin bed in there for them and decorated it with posters from their favorite Disney movies.   

That is what ended up bringing back my thoughts about diapers.  Our nephew turned out to be bedwetter.  He was still wearing pullups to bed at the age of nine.  At one point my sister-in-law decided that it would just be easier to leave a pack at our house than to have to pack them every time they stayed over.  My wife had always handled the diaper changes and even getting them changed into their pajamas when they were here. 

Just about a year ago, I was a little stumped on a work project and decided some house cleaning would be a good break. I was straightening some stuff up in the kids’ room, which is what we had started to call it.  While doing that I came across my nephew’s pull ups in the closet.  Initially it didn’t cause a reaction but right before I walked out of the room, I found myself back in the closet holding one. 

I can’t say it opened a flood gate of emotions or memories or anything, but it triggered something, and I pulled one out of the package.  I was reminded a little of the diapers my brother had worn and that reminded me of how it had felt to put those on.  I knew it wouldn’t fit me but if cut the sides of it, the bulk of it would be able to be positioned like a diaper maybe. 

Before I realized what I was doing I was in the master bedroom, my shorts were off, and I was lying on the bed with the pull up between my legs.  When I squeezed my thighs together the sensation from when I was kid came back to me.  I also became aroused, and it was probably fifteen minutes later I came in the pull up from rubbing the front of it. 

My orgasm immediately caused me to feel guilty about what I done, and I jumped out of bed, cleaned myself up and went to the trash and buried the pull up deep in the trash can.  Later that afternoon when Judy came home, I felt a nervousness come over me.  She sensed something was wrong, but I denied it and she eventually let it go.  When I went to bed that night, I swore to myself I would never do it again.

I kept my promise to myself for six days.  The following week I decided I wanted a break, so I left my office and again found myself in the kids’ room.  Eventually I was in the closet and then back in my room with a pull up that I had cut the sides of.  When I got it in place, I felt that same sensation I had before along with some of the arousal.  I also realized I wanted to see what it would feel like to walk around and feel it between my legs.

I pulled my boxer briefs on, that held it in place, but it wasn’t pressed tightly against me and didn’t feel secure enough to provide what I was really looking for.   I went to the dresser and looked through my stuff.  I only wore boxer briefs so I didn’t find anything that would help.  When I saw one of my bathing suits though an idea came to me. 

I nervously opened a drawer of Judy’s dresser and looked around.  The top two drawers were filled with her bras, panties, hosiery and socks.  I picked up a pair of panties, but they didn’t look strong enough to hold the pullup tight against me.  I went to the next drawer and found what I was looking for. 

I am a few inches taller than my wife, but I am also fairly lean.  She wears a thirty-six C bra, and her hips are a little wider than normal along with a slightly larger butt.  She carries it very well and would probably be described as a little extra curvy, not fat or even plump.  I had never put any of her clothes on before, but I thought it would probably fit. 

I pulled my boxer briefs down and removed them before stepping into bottom of her swimsuit bikini.  I pulled them up to my thighs and then set the pull up in it.  When I pulled it up, I realized that it fit pretty good and with a minor adjustment the pullup was snuggly between my legs.  It stayed like that as I began to walk around. 

I kept it on for an hour and again felt contentment, comfort, and arousal from the bulk between my legs and the feel of the pullup against my testicles and penis.  At the end of the hour, I again rubbed the outside of the pullup and was able to produce enough friction to orgasm into the pullup.  Like the last time, I was immediately hit with guilt and quickly took everything off, cleaned up, and hid the used pullup again. 

“Honey, are you sure you’re, okay?  This is the second time in a week that you look worried or anxious, or something?  Is work going alright?  Do you want to talk about anything?”  Judy asked during dinner that night. 

“Just some deadlines I am worried about it.  It will be okay.”  I responded.  

“Well if you need to talk…  or maybe what you need is a distraction?”  She winked at me. 

I could see by the look on her face that she meant sex when she said distraction.   Our sex life was fair.  After ten years of marriage, we had settled into a routine where special dates- birthdays, anniversaries, some holidays, along with vacations, and maybe a few other times a month we would have sex.  It wasn’t just missionary, but I wasn’t bending her over the couch anymore either, and while I would go down on her pretty much every time, getting a blow job was becoming rarer and rarer and she hadn’t swallowed since college, said she hated the taste. 

After dinner we cleaned up and watched some TV before heading to the bedroom.  I was surprised when she became the aggressor and initiated the sex.  Because I had jerked off earlier, I wasn’t responding as quickly as normal, and she really shocked me when she went down on me.  That got me going and she climbed on top of me, we ended up orgasming together. 

“Been a while since that happened.”  She smiled at me as she climbed off me smiling because we had cum together.  

“Yes.  That was great.  Thank you.”  I told her. 

I watched as she walked into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with a warm damp towel and cleaned my groin.  She left it laying on top of penis and balls and kissed me again.  The towel was still warm and wet causing a thought to enter the back of my brain as it lay there. 

The next day was a Friday and Monday was a teacher holiday, so it was Tuesday of the following week before I was able to repeat the pull up and bikini bottom routine.  I put it on earlier than I had before so I would have more time to wear it.  I also was going to need some additional clean up time if I went through with my idea.

It was just before lunch when the urge to pee had grown to a point that I couldn’t dismiss it anymore.  In fact, I was pretty uncomfortable at this point.  I am not sure why the warm wash cloth had made me wonder what actually using a diaper or pull up would feel like, but it had. 

I was sitting on the bed trying to get started and it wouldn’t happen.  I think my brain knew that I wasn’t at a toilet so it would let my bladder relax.  After several more minutes and quickly growing discomfort in my bladder I changed positions.  I was now laying on my stomach and pushing against the pull up.  

I finally felt a small spurt release into the pull up.  The pull up must have soaked it up quickly because I didn’t really notice any change in the sensation in my groin.  I pushed again and after a few seconds a second, slightly longer spurt happened.  This time I experienced just a little warmth against my skin. 

The next time I pushed the flood gate must have opened because I was now peeing freely.  I also loved how the warmth of the urine felt against my skin.  That was followed by the amazing sensation of the pull up swelling up. I continued to pee until it felt like my bladder was empty.

The warmth in my groin had caused me to become very aroused and rolled onto my back so my hands could get to my crotch to start rubbing it.  As I did that, I felt some wetness on top of the bed.  It took a second and realized what must have happened.  I jumped up and saw a sizeable wet spot on the comforter. 

As I processed that disaster, I felt pee beginning to run down my thigh.  Fortunately, before it could get to the carpet I ran into the bathroom.  I was scared to death about what was happening, but my brain also registered that the pee-soaked pull up was giving me the feeling of wet diaper between my legs and I surprisingly liked that. 

I cleaned everything up, thankful that I had given myself the extra time to do that.  By the time Judy got home I was sure that everything was the way it should be.  The comforter had been washed and dried, along with the towels I had used and her bathing suit bottom. 

I wasn’t even really that nervous when she came home. I hadn’t had an opportunity to get off earlier and was able to convince her to have an afternoon quicky before dinner.   

“Wow… been a while since you attacked me as soon as I got home.  What has gotten you going?”  Judy said as she straddled my legs in the office. 

I took my mouth off her nipple to respond.  “Not sure… but I have been listening, waiting to hear you open that door all afternoon.” 

She picked up the pace and because of the level of my arousal I quickly came.  She wasn’t there yet, and I could tell she was disappointed.  I climbed out from under her and motioned for her to sit on the couch.  She smiled as I got on my knees in front of her and brought my mouth to her pussy. 

“You are the only man I have known who is willing to do that after he has cum but thank god you are!”  She said and one of her hands grabbed my head and pushed it harder against her. 

“And you are also amazing at this…. Oh God… yes.”   She said minutes later as she came. 

It wasn’t unusual for me to go down on Judy after I had cum if she hadn’t had an orgasm herself.   She thought I was doing it just to make sure she got off, but truthfully, it was a turn on to me.  I liked going down on her when things were messy down there. 

For years I had wanted to lick her right after she had peed.  I gave her subtle hints about it but she either didn’t understand what I wanted or ignored them.  As my desire to do it had grown, I became more blatant and basically told her I wanted to do it.  She told me that was too kinky and gross, and she never let me do it.  

Four or five days later I was home alone again and got another pull up out and Judy’s bikini bottoms.  I had drank two Smartwaters and my bladder was very full.  I went into the guest bathroom and removed my gym shorts.  Then I pulled the bikini up to my thighs and set the pull up in it before pulling it tightly up against my crotch. 

I stepped into the tub and sat down.  I had brought my iPad in with me and after turning on private browsing I Googled adult diaper wearers.  As I was surfing through everything that popped up, I forced myself to begin peeing into the pull up. 

This time I was able to get a steady flow started pretty quickly.  The warm wetness felt fantastic.  I overwhelmed the pull up and felt pee all over my inner thighs and looked down and saw pee on the floor of the tub. 

I felt my penis harden.  I grabbed the front of the bikini and squished the pull up around it as I jerked it up and down.  It didn’t take me long to cum.  I felt some of the guilt I had in the past, but I didn’t immediately take everything off.  Instead, I stayed seated in the tub, enjoying the feeling of the wet pull up against my groin. 

I finally set the iPad down and slipped out of the bikini and pull up.  I turned the shower on to wash my groin and rinse out the tub.  Later I got dressed and took some laundry along with the bikini bottom to washing machine and buried the pull up in the trash.   

I did that several more times over the next month.  The time spent on my iPad made me realize that I wasn’t the only person who enjoyed wearing and wetting diapers.  I also found myself wondering and wishing what it would be like to wear a diaper that actually fit and even more how it felt to be diapered and have my diaper changed by someone else. 

[Babypants]

Needs a bit of proof reading, but I like the slow start that you've adopted here.  It reads like a slice of real life, and that always a plus in fiction.  Looking forward to the next chapter.

[sklawlor]

I'm guessing in the next chapter, we'll find out how he got caught. good story so far.

[Mike D]

Very well written and uncannily familiar to my own situation/ experience so far! 

[diaprbayb]

😏

[wetdiaper55]

Good start

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter Two

“Hey…  Jane asked if the kids could stay here this weekend.  Billy wants to take her away for the weekend.  Any reason they can’t?”  Judy asked on a Wednesday as we sat down for dinner. 

“I don’t have any real plans so that should be okay.”  I replied hiding my concern as she said it.

It had been over three months since the last time they had stayed.  I knew that the package of pull ups in the closet had a lot less in there than the last time my nephew was here.   I didn’t know if he got them out, or if Judy did, when he stayed.  I wasn’t even sure he was still wearing them. 

“It has been a while since they have been here.”  I asked casually between bites.

“I know Clara babysits them most of the time these days and Kimmie is almost old enough to do some of the babysitting herself.”  She responded.

Clara was one of our nieces.  She was the daughter of Judy’s brother Jim.  She just had a birthday, turning eighteen, and wasn’t as interested in babysitting, especially all weekend, Judy had gone onto explain.   Her mom had passed away right before she became a teen and Judy and her sister Jane had become very close to her so she would help if really needed.

“How are they all doing?”  I asked.

“Okay, I think.  Jane says that Kimmie is becoming a bit of a handful… of course she turned thirteen last month so that is to be expected.”  Judy laughed.

“Boy crazy yet?” I laughed while responding.

“Starting to be… and a little big for her britches.  I think they are going to have some interesting battles.  Fortunately, Tammie is still hyper focused on soccer and tennis so I don’t think she will be as much of a problem for them.”  Judy explained.

“How about Timmy?  How is he doing?”

“Jane said good.  He seems to be coming out of his shell some.  Has some confidence and isn’t letting his sister’s push him around as much.”  Judy said finishing her dinner. 

“How about at night?” I asked nervously. 

“Oh…  I asked Jane and she said she is still having him wear pull ups to bed but that he hasn’t woke up wet in a couple weeks.  She is almost ready to let him stop wearing them but thought it would be a good idea this weekend.”  She told me, picking her plate up and taking it to the sink.

“I remember my mom struggling about when to have Adam stop wearing diapers at night.”  I said as I took my plate to the sink.

“I didn’t know your brother was a bed wetter.  Jane was a bed wetter the worst part was my mom made me wear pull ups to bed for almost two years longer than I needed to because she didn’t want the younger sister to be out of diapers first.”  She said as she put the plates in the dishwasher. 

“Wow… really?  I didn’t know that.  You really didn’t like wearing them?”  I asked trying to sound calm. 

“Of course not.  Why would anyone like wearing a diaper, or a pull up I guess, that didn’t need to.   Nothing comfortable about them.”  She turned her attention to cleaning a pan. 

I had been wondering if I could share my, I guess, fetish with Judy.  I thought she might get the wearing them part of it, but I didn’t think the wetting them or getting off in them would go well.  I also was pretty sure it would be difficult to convince her to diaper me and change me.  Based on this conversation I was even more sure I wouldn’t be doing that. 

We moved on to other stuff.  I was only really paying half attention to what she was saying because I was thinking that I needed to replace all the pull ups I had used.  I also had to worry if Judy would go in and check to see how many we had before I had a chance to do that. 

The next morning, I went into the kids’ room after Judy left for work.  I grabbed the bag of pull ups from the closet and took a picture of it with my phone.  I had a Zoom meeting for work at nine but as soon as that ended, I headed out to the store. 

I was able to find the right brand and size for Timmy and picked them up off the shelf.  He was small for his size and the largest size of toddler pull ups fit him.  I started to head out and a thought came to me.  Two aisles down I found what I was looking for, adult incontinence products.  I grabbed the bag that said the waist size would fit me and looked the closest to diapers, not pull ups.

I used the self-check out to avoid having a cashier see what I was buying.  I was still embarrassed to be holding them in my hands and couldn’t wait to get them in a bag and to get out of the store.  Even when I got home, I was worried about a neighbor somehow seeing what was in the bag as I went from the driveway to the front door. 

Standing in the kids’ room I opened the new package and pulled three out.  That was my guess on how many were gone before I had started taking them.  I switched the new package out with the old and took the old pack, with the adult sized diapers to my office. 

I was anxious to try one of the adult diapers.  It was past noon now and I wouldn’t be able to wear it very long and still feel like there was enough buffer to clean everything up, including myself, if I wet it.  I also really needed to get through a bunch of emails for work.  I hid both packages deep in the closet of the office.  

We had a great weekend with the kids.  When they left on Sunday evening, I could see that Judy was a little depressed.  We had both made peace with the reality that we wouldn’t have our own kids, but we still had occasions where we wished it had been different. 

“It is a little weird to see them so grown up.  They pretty much don’t even need a lot of help with anything anymore.  I kind of miss the old routines.”  Judy said when sat down to dinner. 

“I guess Timmy stayed dry?” 

“Yes…  Jane was worried that he might regress just because he was out of his routine, but it looks like he is no longer a bedwetter.  Even that is a little depressing.  I enjoyed helping him get ready for bed.  I was a little depressed when he moved from diapers to pull ups if I am honest.”  Judy smiled at me.

“Really?  You liked changing his diapers?”  I asked, trying not to sound too curious. 

“I liked diapering him or all the kids really.  I never liked changing the dirty ones but getting them tightly secured in their diaper, patting their padded butt, for some reason that was satisfying.”  She said before taking another bite of dinner. 

My mind couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like for Judy to diaper me.  I couldn’t ever imagine getting the courage to ask her to do it but the idea of it was a huge turn on.   I could feel myself getting a little hard sitting at the table.   Fortunately, the subject changed, and I didn’t have to worry about somehow my face giving my diaper desires away.  

On Monday morning I waited over an hour to make sure Judy wasn’t coming back for some reason before pulling my newly purchased diapers out from their hiding place.  I opened the package and pulled one out, taking a second to admire it.  It reminded me a little of the diapers my mom put on my brother.

I spread it out and laid it on the floor before pulling my shorts off.  I slowly sat down on it making sure it was centered.  I pulled one side up and taped it and then the other.   I had hoped there would be more of a sensation of bulk between my legs but was happy that I was wearing an actual diaper. 

When I got up from the floor though I immediately realized that the diaper wasn’t tight enough.  I tried to adjust the tapes while standing up but that didn’t work really well.  I sat at my desk and finished the large coffee I had and moved onto a water bottle.  I could feel some discomfort building in my bladder as I went through my work emails. 

I held it as long as possible and then with just a little effort I was able to start wetting my diaper.  I loved feeling the warm pee spread across my groin and then put my hand on the front of the diaper to feel it begin to swell up. It was obvious to me that I was past satisfying my curiosity and was possibly already developing a need. 

It was probably less than thirty minutes later that felt an urge to pee again having downed my litter bottle of water along with the coffee.  I was able to pretty much just start wetting again, just as I was starting to enjoy the feel of the diaper swelling even more, the back of my thighs began to feel wet. 

I jumped up and saw the chair was damp.  My diaper was leaking and quickly headed to the bathroom.  When I got there, I removed it and used a hand towel to clean myself up.  When I was done, I couldn’t decide if the leak was because I hadn’t gotten the diaper on tight enough or if I had just overwhelmed it. 

I cleaned my chair up, plus a couple of drips on the hardwood floor before putting the diaper in a trash bag and burying it in the trash can in the garage.  Once I was sure the office was clean, and my diapers were hidden, I took a shower to make sure I was clean.  

I spent the afternoon mixing doing work on my computer and using my iPad to look up info about adult diaper lovers on the internet.  I wanted to figure out how to get the diaper tight and prevent leaks.  Of course, all the sites said the best way was to have someone diaper me instead of doing it myself.

I did see that some people used what they called soaker pads in their diaper.  I thought maybe one of the pull ups would work for that.  I looked at the clock and decided there wasn’t enough time to try that today, I also saw that there were companies that made thick, baby style, diapers for adults.  I immediately knew I wanted to try some of those. 

“Hey, how was your day?”  Judy startled me. 

“Oh, hey… I didn’t hear you come in.  Was really concentrating on this proposal.  If we get this contract, we will be golden for the next six months or so.”  I told her, not moving my eyes from the screen. 

“Great… so I guess your day was good?  You didn’t answer my question.”  She responded. 

“Sorry, it was okay. How was yours?”  I replied.

“It sucked.  The kids were restless, and my problem kids acted up.  I swear sometimes I am running a daycare and have a bunch of toddlers… minus the diapers… thank God.”  She said taking a seat on the couch in the office. 

The word diapers got my attention, and I felt my heart race.  Did she know what I had been doing?  Why would she suddenly say that I wondered. 

We decided to order Chinese for dinner and watched some game shows on the TV.  She kissed my forehead around eight and headed to bed saying she was tired and wanted to do some reading.  I stayed down stairs and got back on my iPad to search for more information on diaper lovers. 

The next day I waited for forty-five minutes until after Judy left for work to pull my diapers and the pull ups out from their hiding place.  Using scissors, I cut the pull up until it was pretty much just the absorbent part then fluffed the diaper out and put it on the floor, stuck the pull up in it and sat it in middle of it. 

I removed my shorts and sat down on the diaper.  I pulled the sides up and used the tapes to set it in place.  I liked how the pull up made it feel thicker between my legs.  Again, I wasn’t happy with how snug it felt on me but thought it was a little tighter.  I stood up and moved around the room to make sure it would stay in place. 

An hour later the coffee and water I had been drinking caused enough pressure for me to be able start to force some pee out.  I had noticed that it was a little easier to start peeing now than it was before.  The pull up seemed to soak up most of my pee. It was disappointed that I couldn’t feel my diaper swell when I grabbed the front of my crotch. 

I had a Zoom meeting and decided that I would log on while wearing my diaper.  When everyone started to pop up, I got a little nervous that somehow, they would be able to figure out what I was doing.  I also got a slight turn on thinking about the idea of Janice, the only woman on the meeting, catching me wearing the diaper. 

Right at the end of the meeting I wet my diaper for the second time.  This time I could feel the diaper itself start to swell.  I also started to get aroused while listening to Janice close the meeting out.  As soon as the meeting ended, I pulled up her Facebook page and found a picture that showed lots of cleavage.  While imagining her lecturing me about wearing and wetting diapers with baby talk, I rubbed myself to a pretty good orgasm. 

When I got up, I saw that the diaper had leaked again but not as much as the day before.  Again, I cleaned everything, including myself up, hid my diaper supplies and stuffed the wet one in the trash can.

 When Judy got home, I was putting a lasagna together.   She came over and kissed me as soon as she entered the kitchen. 

“Hmm… you are in a good mood, no daycare today?  Did the kids actually behave?”  I asked her with a smile. 

“Yes… for some reason they did.  How was your day?”  She smiled back. 

“Good the proposal was finished.  It is good so I am sure we will get the contract.” 

We enjoyed dinner together and afterwards watched an episode of Outlander.  Again, she went to bed early and I spent some time online looking at adult sized diapers.   I finally decided I was going to order some to try.  I found myself on the Rearz site and for some reason drawn to the Pink Princess ones.   I wasn’t sure why, but it was a little turn on to being ordering girly diapers. 

After taking several deep breaths and ensuring that they were shipped in a discreet package, I made an order for a package of twelve Rearz Pink Princess diapers.  I could actually feel my heart beating faster as I put my information in.  I wasn’t really worried about them being delivered to the house because all our deliveries came while Judy was at work, and I was home. 

Thursday was a repeat of the other days of the week.  I would wait for Judy to leave for work then diaper myself.    I had a one-on-one meeting Zoom meeting with Janice on Thursday morning and was again super turned on by the fact I was wearing a diaper during it.  I got even more turned on as I wet my diaper while she was talking during the meeting.

I immediately repeated what I had done the other day after the meeting.  This time though, while I looked at picture of her showing off her cleavage, I imaged being diapered in one the pink princess diapers I had just ordered.  My orgasm was more intense today.  

Friday, I wet multiple diapers, for the first time I was able to wet one while I was walking.  I had gone into the kitchen to put my lunch together.  I loved how the wet diaper felt as I went back to my office.  As soon as I sat in my chair though I felt the diaper leak onto my thigh. I really needed to figure out how to get the diaper on tight. 

Each day I repeated the process for cleaning everything up, hiding my diaper supplies, and burying the used diapers deep in the trash.  I was the one that typically took the trash out and the can to the curb so I was pretty confident Judy wouldn’t find them.  In fact, I had gotten to the point where I wasn’t on edge as soon as she walked into the house every afternoon.

I woke on Saturday morning and was disappointed that I would be able to diaper myself today.  Since I was going to be with my wife all day.  I chalked my disappointment up to the fact that this was all new to me and once that wore off, I wouldn’t want to wear a diaper every day. 

We spent the morning cleaning the house together.  I also spent a large part of it admiring Judy’s ass in her yoga pants as she moved around the house.   She actually caught me once; I loved seeing that it made her smile. 

That afternoon we went to a new winery that she had been wanting to visit for a couple of months.  I told her to enjoy the wine and I would be glad to be the designated driver.  We left a few hours later and she was definitely tipsy on her way to the car.  The drive home was about forty minutes. 

“I probably should have tinkled before we left.”  She giggled a couple minutes after we had pulled out of the parking lot. 

“Do you want me to stop somewhere for you?”  I asked. 

“No… I should be good.  I think.”  She smiled at me. 

I weaved through traffic to try and get her home as soon as possible.  It seemed like every minute she was squirming a little more.  By the time we pulled into the driveway she had her hand pressed between her legs for that last ten minutes.  She jumped out almost as soon as the car stopped and ran to the front door. 

When I came into the house, I stopped at the hall bathroom door and I could hear the force of her pee coming out of her into the toilet.  I listened as the sound decreased and realized I was rock hard.  I heard her moving around the bathroom and her mutter fuck, then heard her hand on the door knob.  I had quickly moved down the hallway when the door cracked open. 

“Mike can you get me some toilet paper, I forgot to replace it last night after I used the last bit.”  She called out from the bathroom. 

I think it was because I was so turned on, from both watching her squirm in the car, and hearing her peeing in the toilet I blurted out something I wouldn’t have normally done.  This was especially true since all my previous efforts to get her to let me do this had failed.  I had been even told my desire was gross. 

I stepped over near the door of the bathroom.  “I uh… I could clean you.” 

“What?  Wait… are you…  I thought we had decided that wasn’t happening, ever.  Get me some toilet paper.”  She said annoyed.

“You decided that… I still want to do it.  I just stopped mentioning it.”  I stammered. 

“Then why did you bring it up again today?” Her tone sounded frustrated. 

“Because seeing you desperate to pee and then hearing you pee was a huge turn on.”  I responded immediately. 

The bathroom door was pretty much wide open, and she was sitting on the toilet with her leggings pushed down to her calves, I could see her pink thong in the crotch of them.  She was bent forward so I couldn’t see her groin but just seeing her sitting there increased my arousal. 

“You are hard right now, aren’t you?”  She asked lifting an eyebrow. 

“Yes.”  I told her realizing you could see my dick straining against my khaki shorts.

“Jesus… okay… I can’t believe this… but alright….”  She said as she sat up, scooted her crotch forward and spread her legs. 

I think the shock of what was happening caused me to freeze.  I just stood there staring. 

“Lick my pussy and taste my pee pervert… quickly before I change my mind.”  She ordered. 

That broke me out of my trance, I moved into the bathroom and dropped to my knees.  I placed my hands on her thighs to help me balance as my face moved towards her.  I could smell her pee now and felt my dick twitch. 

I ran my tongue over her pussy lips and got a faint taste of something different, I had never tasted this before when I went down on her.  I realized I really didn’t know what pee tasted like but that must be what it was.  It was salty.  I heard her moan as my tongue dipped inside her and the taste was little stronger. 

When my tongue found her clit Judy’s hands landed on my head and pulled me closer to her.  I could tell it had swollen and I swirled my tongue over it.  Her pussy was now wet from her juices. 

“Oh God… that feels good.  Keep doing that pervert.”  I heard and there was a slight chuckle in her voice. 

I began to lap her pussy from back to front slowly running tongue over her clit.  I heard her breathing quicken, her hands got tighter on my head, and she pushed her crotch forward. I knew she was getting close.  I sucked her clit gently between my lips and pushed my tongue against it.

“Fuck… that is what I needed… Jesus.”  Judy cried out as she orgasmed. 

I felt her wetness from cumming cover my chin as she used her hands to push me pack away from her.  When I looked up, she was leaned back against the top of the toilet with her eyes closed.  I slowly stood up and I think sensing my movement caused her to open her eyes. 

I tried to read her expression and couldn’t.  Her hands went to the belt on my shorts, and she quickly undid it and then unbuttoned and unzipped me.  She pushed my boxers briefs down and grabbed my throbbing dick in her hands.  I groaned as she did it. 

“Your cock is rock hard, perv.”  She said but I saw her smile as she began to move her hand up and down. 

“Oh fuck… Jesus… I am going to cum already.” I yelled out surprised at how quickly it was happening. 

Judy grabbed a hand towel as she continued to jerk me off and just as she got it to my dick, I shot my load in it.  She continued to milk out every drop.  When she was sure I was finished she stood up and used the towel to wipe between her legs.  When she was done, I moved to kiss her, and she turned her head. 

“Not until you wash your face, my pee is on your lips.”  She said authoritatively. 

I pulled my boxers and shorts up and then turned to the sink and washed my face.  In the mirror I watched as she pulled her thong and leggings up and situated them.  She stepped out of the small hall bathroom just as I finished, and I followed her into the kitchen.  When she stopped walking, I reached out and pulled her to me kissing her passionately. 

“Thank you.”  I said when the kiss ended. 

“Was it what you expected or fantasized about?”  She asked tentavily. 

“I think so.  I am sorry if it grossed you out or anything…”  I trailed off not sure what else to say.

“Let’s just say you made any thoughts about that disappear with the amazing orgasm I just had.  I don’t want this to be a regular thing but… we can do it again sometime.  I will even let you watch me pee the next time before hand.  But… I do get to call you a perv when you are doing it.  And no kissing until you wash your face.”  She smiled and leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. 

“Really… that is a deal!  I love you honey!”  I said excitedly. 

“Yea… Yea…  what do you want for dinner?  Is Fettuccini Alfredo, okay?”  She asked. 

I told her yes and headed up stairs.  When I got to the bedroom I sat on the bed and went over what had just happened, still a little shocked that it had happened.  I wondered for a minute if she was willing to do this if she might be okay with the diaper thing.  I soon realized that I was fooling myself to think that they were close to the same thing. 

The rest of the weekend went by, and it wasn’t mentioned again.  Still, it was a good weekend and it felt like we were enjoying being around each other the way we had years ago.  As we passed each other we would touch each other’s arms or back.  I lightly smacked her butt a few times and got a smile instead of the groan it seemed like I normally get these days.  We even shared some quick kisses for no reason. 

Sunday night when we went to bed and without talking, we ended up naked and gently making love to each other.  Afterwards she fell asleep in my arms, something else that hadn’t happened in years.

[Babypants]

Again, I really like the pace of this story.  A slow build up just seems to make the moment of discovery that much more satisfying to read.

[deewet]

Wow, what a hot topic we have going now.  While she gets to call him a perv, she is the one that seems to be benefiting the most from all his attention at this point, so what does that make her?  At any rate, what happens in the home stays in the home they say so  maybe we are all a bit pervy   when you think about it??

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter 3

The next week saw more of the same routine for me.  I would wait for thirty minutes after Judy left for work and then diaper myself.  All morning I would drink coffee and water and about an hour before lunch time my bladder would be very full, and I would start to wet the diaper.  I had found that with the pullup in them as a soaker, they could hold about three wettings. 

I liked for the diaper to be pretty wet when I would leave the office and go to the kitchen to put my lunch together at noon.  Normally I would wet it once will doing that.  It had become a lot easier this week for me to release my bladder into the diaper when I was sitting or standing. 

Normally I would change my diaper right after I finished lunch and wet the second one.  Right at two o’clock it would be time to remove that diaper, bundle it up in a trash bag with the morning diaper, take a shower, and then throw on my normal clothes.  I would then bury the used diapers in the trash, hide my stash again and have about a forty-five-minute buffer before Judy got home. 

I only got myself off while wearing the diaper on Tuesday that week.  I had found that I really liked the visual stimulation of seeing and talking to Janice to get me going.  We only had a Zoom meeting scheduled on Tuesday that week. 

I was happy on Wednesday that I hadn’t jerked off during the day because when Judy got home from work, I could tell she was pretty frisky.   I was finishing getting dinner ready, when she walked into the kitchen wearing a short t-shirt and panties and smiled at me. 
 

“Dinner will be ready in like two minutes.”  I told her, trying to hide the surprise in my eyes at what she was wearing. 

“Okay… let me just go pee really quick.”  She responded, she accented the word pee and winked at me.

I watched her ass in her panties as she walked away and saw she didn’t close the bathroom door while she was peeing.  From the kitchen I could just hear the sound of her bladder releasing into the toilet.  She grinned as walked over to the table and sat down to eat as I brought the food to the table. 

“You don’t have to eat so fast; I am not going anywhere and if you haven’t noticed I am a little worked up.”  She laughed while we ate our grilled chicken and a salad. 

“Sorry…  it is just… I could tell you were a little worked up and… well you are really fucking hot, and I was already a little worked up when you got home.”  I said shyly. 

“Oh…  and what has you so worked up?”  She asked. 

The reality was that I was ahead of schedule on all my work projects and had spent the afternoon reading diaper lover erotic fiction while being signed on to my computer.  I wanted to be available for any Teams messages or emails that came through.   I had found a couple where the wife participated in the husbands’ diapers, while providing a little humiliation about it, those stories had really turned me on.

“Thinking about how hot you are.”  I said with a big smile, obviously not able to tell her the full reason. 

We finished eating and she stepped over and straddled me on the chair.  My hands went right to her ass, and I squeezed it tightly while we made out like teen agers.  When we broke the kiss, she stood up and pulled her shirt off over her head, then pushed her panties down to her ankles before stepping out of them. 

I slowly stood up while admiring her incredible boobs.  They were a very full C cup and had very little sag to them. She smiled at me as she saw me staring at them then reached down and pushed my gym shorts down my hips.  After I kicked them off to the side, she pushed on my chest which caused me to sit back in the chair. 

Judy leaned over and kissed me as she slowly sat back on my lap.  She grabbed my penis and lifted up, so I was in line with her pussy.  We both groaned as she lowered herself down.  She began to rock back and forth, and I thrusted into her.  My mouth went to her breasts, and I sucked and licked her nipples.

“Judy… I am sorry I am not going to last long at this pace.”  I said, grabbing her hips trying to get her to slow down. 

“That is okay Mike.  Fill my up with your hot warm cum.  Then you can lick me to an orgasm… I know you like doing that.  Plus, I didn’t wipe after I peed.  You might be able to taste that also, pervert.”  She said looking right in my eyes and smiling. 

I am not sure if it was her mentioning her pee or the idea of eating my cream pie from her, but I immediately shot my load into her. 

“Oh God… so fucking good.  Thank you.”  I cried out. 

“Fill me up perv… make my pussy nice and messy.”  Judy demanded. 

As soon as my orgasm stopped, she got off my lap and grabbed my hand.  She led me into the middle of the family room and pointed to the ground.  I laid down and she kneeled over me bringing her pussy down to my mouth. 

“Lick me clean and make me cum!”  She ordered. 

When I had gone down on her before after coming in her she had been on her back, and it wasn’t usually immediately after I had cum.  It also felt like I had shot a little larger load than normal.  As soon as my tongue touched her pussy, I could taste my sperm.  I licked out as much as I could. 

“Oh yes… feels good… keep doing that.”  I heard Judy say. 

I ran my tongue over her lips hoping I might taste some of her pee but couldn’t.  I turned my attention to her clit and licked and gently sucked on it. 

“Fuck… keep doing that… please… yes… yes…”  Judy cried out. 

I felt her clit swelling and circled it with tongues.  I could feel her thighs tensing in my hands.  She was going to orgasm soon.  I pushed my tongue against it and nodded my head so it would move just a little.

“That is… fuck me. Cumming.”  She yelled. 

I felt my face by flooded with liquid.  I am sure it was mostly her juices, but I am sure some of it was my cum also.  My face felt slick.  Judy stood up quickly and looked down at me and smiled.  I continued to lay there, and I watched her ass jiggle as she darted into the kitchen and came back with towel. 

She kneeled down next to me and wiped my face with the towel then leaned over and kissed me.  She then used the towel to clean my groin area.  I sat up and pulled her against me and then made out with her on the floor. 

“I am sorry I came so fast… you just… well you know.”  I told her, looking into her eyes. 

“Are you really sorry?  Or are you glad you did so you could eat me with your cum pouring out me.  Could you… uh… taste the pee?”  She asked. 

“I loved getting to do that… and not really… but I was serious about cuming so fast.”  I said a little shyly. 

“Here is a little secret.  My best orgasms are when you go down on me.  Here is another secret… when it comes to fingers… well… let’s just say I can do that better myself.  This secret may hurt the most but… I have things in the bed side table that can work almost or as good as your dick.  What I can’t do though is go down on myself and you are incredible at that, seriously the best I have ever had, and second isn’t even close.”  She told me. 

“Oh… You aren’t just trying to let me off the hook about how quick I was, are you?”  I asked a little unsure.

“No… I promise and next time we will start with you going down on me after I pee and then have sex. That way you will probably cum even faster.  Come on let’s go clean up.”  She had a broad smile on her face and leaned over and kissed me.

She stood up and took my hand.   I was surprised that she led me through the kitchen into the master bedroom and to the shower.  We hadn’t showered together in years.   We spent at least thirty minutes in there together. 

When we finished, we put on sleeping clothes.  A sleep shirt and panties for her and sleeveless t shirt and gym shorts for me.   I told her she could dry her hair while I went and cleaned the kitchen and family room.  She was lying in bed watching tv when I came back and climbed into bed. 

“Is it okay that I call you a perv?  I mean it seems like you actually like it.  I am mostly joking you know, although the pee thing is a little pervy, isn’t it?  I just don’t want to upset you.”  She asked as she climbed into my arms. 

“It is fine… and you are right.  It is kind of a turn on.”  I told her as pulled her close to me. 

“Kind of?  I felt how you dick pulsed as I said it.”  She laughed and looked up and kissed me. 

“Good night, Judy.  I love you.” 

“I love you too…. Perv.”    

Once again, we fell asleep in each other’s arms.  

The next morning, I got up before the alarm sounded.  I didn’t really need to set one, but Judy did just in case we both slept late.  I decided to slip out of bed and go to the kitchen and start the coffee for her.  I was playing on my phone when I heard her in the bathroom starting to get ready for work.

“Good Morning.  You were up early today.  You must have slept well last night.”  She said as she walked into the kitchen. 

“I did.  How about you?  I made you breakfast.”  I said as I turned and carried a toasted bagel with cream cheese and a cup of coffee over to the table. 

“Thank you.  I hope it wasn’t too much trouble.”  She stepped over and quickly kissed me then smiled. 

“Well, I slaved over the toaster a little, but it wasn’t bad.”  I laughed. 

I sat with her and ate some toast and yogurt.  I was feeling antsy.  When I looked at my phone, I had seen an email notifying me that I had a package arriving today.  I was almost positive that was my new diapers. Besides being excited they were coming I was a little worried it they would get here before Judy got home from work. 

After Judy left, I headed into my office.  A couple of new requests for proposals had come in this week and I needed to go through them to determine if we would bid on them.  These reviews were normally done by me and Janice and then we would pitch the ones we thought we were a good fit for to the rest of the team.  We would look at them separately today and tomorrow she and I would do a Teams meeting to go over them together. 

I thought about getting my diapers out but decided I would wait to see if the new ones would arrive in time to at least try them on.  Plus, after the evening with Judy last night I wasn’t as worked up as I normally would have been.  I also thought that since Janice and I had Teams meeting schedule tomorrow I could wear one during that and would probably get turned on looking at her breasts and I could jerk off while wearing a wet diaper. 

I kept checking my email all morning to see if they had arrived yet.  When lunch time got here, I was starting to get a little nervous.  Judy normally got home around three thirty and it was getting closer to that literally by the minute.  At two o’clock they still weren’t here.  I wasn’t panicking but my nerves were very on edge. 

Finally at two forty-five they were dropped off.  The box was a plain card board box and the shipping label was very discreet.  I quickly brought them in and took them out of the box.  The packaging made my heart race.  I looked at the clock and for a brief minute thought about trying one on before Judy got home but common sense won out. 

I hid the package with the other diapers and took the box out to the recycling can.  I was back in my office when my wife got home.  When she came in, I could see by her face that she hadn’t had a good day at work. 

“Kids rough today?” I asked. 

“Yea… nothing specific worth whining about but just a long day.  How was yours?”  She asked.

“Mentally tiring… reviewing new proposals so lots of concentrating.  Luckily one of them looks like it is good one and could be pretty lucrative.”  I told her. 

We walked off to the bedroom together and I watched her undress.  Her body language told me that sex wasn’t on the table, and I was okay with that.  It had been a fun few days already this week.  I called her over to the bed and positioned myself, so her feet were in my lap and started to massage them.

“That feels amazing.  I am a lucky woman… I want you to know that I know that.”  She told me. 

“I am a lucky man… I want you to know that I know that.”  I smiled back at her. 

We had a nice evening of mindless conversation, mindless television, a couple glasses of wine each and Chinese food that was delivered.   She called it an evening an hour before I did and when I went up to bed she was sleeping soundly.

The next morning, she hit the snooze button a couple times before getting out of bed.  I was awake but didn’t want to disturb her, so I just laid there waiting for her to get up.  When she finally did, she was a little panicked because it was later than she normally got up.  I went and got her coffee ready and set a breakfast bar out so she could eat it while driving to work. 

I didn’t put lunch together because she always ate a salad at school on Fridays.  She flew through the kitchen grabbing her work bag, the coffee, and the breakfast bar not even stopping to kiss me and barely taking the time to say goodbye. 

Even though I couldn’t wait to try on the new diapers I waited longer this morning before pulling them out because she had rushed out so fast.   I thought if there was a morning she would come back because she forgot something it would be today.  Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer and pulled the new pack out from the hiding place in the office closet. 

When I opened the package, I was hit with an aroma that reminded me of the pampers my brother had worn when we was a bed wetter.  I pulled one of the diapers out and got a strange thrill from seeing all the pink on it and the princesses printed all over the outside.  It was obviously bigger and thicker than the adult diapers I bought at the store. 

I opened it up and my excitement continued to build.  I fluffed it out and laid it on the floor and removed my gym shorts.   I slowly sat down on it and then laid back and pulled one side over and attached the tapes.  I could already feel the significantly larger amount of bulk between my legs.  I did the tapes on the opposite side next. 

It felt like the diaper wasn’t as tight as I wanted, and I was again disappointed that someone wasn’t diapering me.  I read on ABDL site that you should rock yourself from side-to-side tightening the tapes as you did that, and it would fit snugger.  I did this and did feel a difference, so I stood up.

The bulk between my legs causes me to move with a slight wobble as I walked, and I smiled at that.  I knew I wanted to see how it looked on me, so I went to the master bedroom and opened the walk-in closet door.  Judy had a full-length mirror on the inside of the door, and I loved what was reflected back at me.  It looked like it was really a baby or toddler diaper. 

I was also again surprised at the feeling that came from seeing the pink on the diaper and having the knowledge it was girl diaper I was wearing.  For some reason that added to the arousal I was feeling.  I was seriously wondering if I would be able hold off from jerking off in it until after my Zoom meeting with Janice a few hours from now. 

I left the bedroom and went back to the kitchen filling the largest coffee mug we had first and then pulling out two liter sized Smartwaters.  I wanted to need to pee in this diaper as soon as possible.  I went back to the office and quickly downed the coffee and then started on the water as I prepared my notes for the meeting. 

Just over an hour later I realized that I needed to pee.  I had just started drinking the second water then.  With very little effort I was able to start wetting the diaper.  I was surprised that the front didn’t immediately start to swell against my hand that I placed there. 

Just as I finished peeing, I could feel it distending although more between my legs than against my hand.  I remembered though that this brand of diaper was known for having a good absorbency capacity.  Right now, I was sure it would hold up to at least one more wetting, and probably two more without much of a problem. 

I went through a few emails while watching the clock.  Our meeting was supposed to start at eleven o’clock.  I thought that would be perfect because I should probably feel a pretty strong need to wet myself right around then also.  I went ahead and logged in eight minutes early because my anticipation of participating in a meeting with Janice, while wearing my new diapers, and wetting them was overwhelming me. 

Three minutes later I heard the screen make a noise and I looked over and saw Janice on it.  The first thing I noticed was her top was loose and her cleavage was nicely displayed.  I thought it was a good thing we weren’t meeting in person because she would be able to tell my eyes were fixed on her boobs. 

“Hi Mike.  How are you today?”  She asked cheerily.  

“I am great.  How about you?”  I smiled at the camera on my lap top. 

“I am great also.”  She smiled back.  

We asked each other about our weekend plans and other small talk stuff and then moved on to the proposals.  We both agreed that the one request was definitely a winner and that we should just focus on putting together our best pitch for that one. 

I had been able to stay pretty focused on the conversation through that part of the conversation but my need to pee had built up pretty quickly.  I finally had to let my bladder go and my focus changed to how amazing it felt as the inside of my diaper warmed and I could feel the diaper swelling.  I was a little worried that Janice could hear me peeing in the diaper. 

“You, okay?”  She suddenly asked.  

“Yea… sure… why?” I wasn’t able to hide the nervousness in my voice. 

“You just… I don’t know… your facial expression changed or something and seemed like you were suddenly distracted.”  She said with what looked like a forced smile. 

“Sorry...  I am good…” 

Except I suddenly wasn’t because I sensed, saw, and heard noise in the doorway of the office and looked up and turned to the right and saw Judy.  I hadn’t heard her enter the house and I had no idea why she was home.  I felt my heart stop I think, and an overwhelming level of panic come over. 

Because my desk was against the wall Judy could look right at me and see what I was wearing.  I watched as her eyes went from confused, to surprised, shocked.    I had brought my hand down to try and cover and hide the diaper but that was impossible. 

“Mike why do you have diaper on…. a pink diaper… and is it…. Wet?”  The tone of her voice also gave away her total shock. 

“What did she ask you?”  Janice asked.

When I looked back at the monitor there was shock on her face also. 

“I have to go.” Was all I said and slammed the lap top closed. 

Judy had walked over to me and was looking down at me.  I could see that she was waiting for an explanation.  My problem was I wasn’t sure what I was going to tell her. 

[sklawlor]

he's in trouble now. wonder how he'll get out of this one/

[diaperboymi]

Caught.  Love this story 😍😍😍😍😍😍

[Babytom948]

where is part 4?That is chap 3,lol

[BabyLock]

5 hours ago, Babytom948 said:

where is part 4?That is chap 3,lol

Echoing -

Part 1*  Posted Wednesday at 04:31 PM
* Chapter One (1?)

Chapter Two  Posted Friday at 05:06 AM

Chapter 3 Posted 13 hours ago (11/12/2023)

Missing Chapter (Part 4 {Four}) ???

[fireandcrinkles]

I am sorry everyone.  I must have hit 4 instead of 3 when I was updating it this morning.  I corrected it.  I also changed from 'part' to 'chapter' and didn't realize it.  I will try to pay better attention to detail so I don't cause confusion.   My stories will always have typos, etc. but those were dumb mistakes.  Unfortunately, the next part won't be posted until the middle or the end of next week.   I promise to get posted as soon as I can.  

[aldl4811]

Here we go, buckle up

[littlebopeeper]

When you play with matches, sooner or later you get burnt.

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter Four  

Judy had moved over closer to me as she did that, I saw she had looked over at the couch and saw the package for Pink Princess Rearz diapers sitting on top of it.  I continued to be frozen in place with my heart racing so fast I could feel it.  My skin, especially my face, felt flushed and my mouth was suddenly very dry. 

“What the HOLY FUCK is going on?”  Judy asked, stopping beside my chair.   

I was trying to find something to say and couldn’t.  I had no idea how to begin to answer that question. 

“Mike if you don’t tell me what this is about, I am walking out of this room and probably out of this house…. Most likely forever.”  She said looking down at me. 

“I…  I… I…”  I started to cry. 

“Jesus… you sound like a fucking toddler, you are wearing a diaper, that looks like you have wet, and now you are crying.  I need to know what is going on.  Right now!”  Judy said the anger in her voice was growing. 

“I like to wear diapers.”  I somehow managed to spit out. 

“Obviously…  why do you like wearing them?  And how long has this been going on?”  Her tone hadn’t changed. 

“Can I… can I take this off and clean up really quick and then we can talk?” I pleaded. 

“But you like wearing diapers.  Why do you want to take it off?”  She asked, both sarcasm and anger evident in her voice. 

“Judy… please… I…”  I just stopped, not knowing what to say next.  I felt my lip trembling.

“Please?  Please what?  Help me understand what is going on here.  I walked in and I find you wearing a diaper, a pink girly one, one that fits you… and is wet.  Where did you even get that at?”  She asked. 

There was silence.  She just stood staring at me, and I hung my head, occasionally looking up.  Each time I found her eyes looking right into mine. 

“Okay…  you aren’t going to tell me, I guess.  I am going to go get some things and leave.  Don’t reach out to me.  I will contact you about what happens next.  When I get to my sister’s, and she asks why I am there I am going to tell her.  When your parents and brother ask why we are separated, I am going to tell them.  This isn’t a threat it is just me being honest.”  Her tone was very flat with no anger. 

I watched her slowly walk out of the office and head down the hall.  I faintly heard a door open and realized she was going down to the basement to get a suitcase.  I knew I had to do something.  I couldn’t let her tell all our family what she had found.  More importantly, I couldn’t let Judy walk out of my life. 

She had quickly come back upstairs, and I could tell she was heading to our bedroom.  I stood up and as I did, I felt the diaper sag as I did.  When I looked down, I could see it was obvious that it was very wet.  I again froze up deciding if I should remove it and put my shorts on or keep it on, and head to the bedroom. 

Judy’s suit case was lying open on the bed when I walked into our bedroom.  The bathroom door was shut, I heard the toilet flush, and I realized the irony of that happening.  When she stepped out her eyes widened with shock.  As she looked down and saw I was still in my diaper her eyes showed surprise or something. 

“I… don’t want you to leave.”  I said quickly. 

“I figured when you thought about me being honest with our friends and family on why I left you would say that.”  She responded immediately.  

“It isn’t that.  I don’t want you to leave.  I love you.”  I told, accenting the word her. 

Her eyes responded to hearing that. I could tell that it had hit some emotion with her.  She went and sat on the edge of the bed. 

“Okay… than explain that!”  She pointed at the diaper; angers flashed in her eyes.

“Can I take it off first, please. Then I will tell you.  I promise.”  I pleaded. 

She just nodded her head yes.   I moved to my dresser and grabbed a pair of shorts and stepped into the bathroom.  I removed the tapes and held the diaper instead of letting it fall to floor.  I didn’t want Judy to hear it thudding as it landed.   I rolled the diaper up and sat in on the edge of the sink. I grabbed a wash cloth and cleaned myself quickly before pulling the shorts up. 

When I stepped back into the bedroom Judy had her head in her hands.  When she looked up, I could see her eyes were wet.  She wasn’t crying but she was close to it.  I moved past her and sat on the bed as far away from her as I could.  It grew quiet again. 

“I am listening, Mike.  Start talking.”  Judy directed. 

I gave her the history of my brother’s bed wetting and my mom diapering him and the emotions and feelings that had caused.  I told her about stealing his diapers and wearing them in my room.  As I spoke, I saw her face softening just a touch.

“So, you have been doing this since then?”  She asked. 

“No… I stopped.  I got interested in girls and about that time my brother stopped wearing them.  I hadn’t done it for a really long time.  I didn’t even think about it.”  I told her.  

“When did you start wearing them again then?”  She asked anxiously. 

“A few weeks ago.  I was cleaning up the kids’ room, I needed a distraction from work, I was stressed, and anxious, I saw Timmy’s pullups and something… I don’t know… they just… I was pulled to them.  It started then.”  My voice lost its confidence as I kept talking. 

“You started wearing diapers again because you were stressed and anxious?  And it helped you with your stress and anxiety?”  She asked with what sounded like genuine curiosity.

When I saw her face and heard her tone, I suddenly felt like maybe I had a way out of this.  Maybe if she believed that was the reason I was wearing them, she would accept it.  If she thought, I was doing it for a sexual turn on it would just further confirm to her that I was a deviant or a real pervert.  

“Yes… there is something comforting… or… stress reducing…  I don’t really know why it is…. But it is.”  I told her. 

“So… you like wearing them because… they help with stress and anxiety?  It is an escape?  Like you imagine you are toddler or something?  No grown-up responsibilities?”  Her tone was genuine curiosity and so was the expression on her face.

I took a minute to figure out how to respond to that.  I didn’t want to lie to her, but I was also scared to tell her that the bottom line was I just really liked how it felt to wear them and wet them.  I also knew that telling her I got turned on by it and even more by the idea of being embarrassed about wearing them probably wouldn’t go well. 

“I hadn’t thought about the toddler thing… I don’t think that is it.  I just… when I have them on… it provides me comfort or something.”  I stuttered as I spoke. 

“Oh…  and why pink?  They are very… well girly.  Where did you get them from?  I have never seen anything like those at the store.  Did you order them or something?”  The suspicion in her tone was coming back and she looked right at me as she asked. 

I had no idea how to answer that question, partly because I still wasn’t really sure myself.  I did know though that I really liked that they were pink and girly. 

“I did order them.  From a place that sells diapers to people who like wearing diapers or acting like or being treated like a baby.  I can’t answer the why for the pink but when I went on the website I was drawn to the pink ones and that is what I bought.”  I told her honestly. 

“Hmmm….  do you want to be treated like a baby?   How did you find the place you ordered them from?”  Her tone was back to inquisitive. 

“No…  I don’t want to be treated like a baby.  And from googling stuff about people like me.”   I quickly responded. 

“Okay…  so, you don’t want me to put your diapers on and… I guess change them when you wet them.  You like peeing in the diaper right, I mean the one you had on was obviously very wet.  You don’t… you don’t poop in them, do you?  Her tone was harsh. 

Again, I was faced with the question if a honest answer would make this worse than it already was.  The reality was I would love for her to diaper and change me.  Just thinking about it right now caused a little arousal even with how scared and nervous I was.  I also wondered how she would react if I told her I liked to wet them and how it felt. 

“I uh… well… So…” 

She cut me off.  “Just say it okay… right now… all I want is honest answers.  Once I have those, we can figure out what… what happens next… but I promise you this, lying will turn out really bad, got it?”

“Yes… I like peeing in them.  I like how it feels when I do it and how the diaper feels after I do it.   And I only pee in them.”  I said quickly. 

“And what about the being diapered and changed part.”  She interjected before I had been able to continue.

“Yes… or at least I think I would like that.  I struggle to get them on as tight as I would like to.  Plus… well I just think I would like to have that done.”  I said looking down as I spoke. 

“See… that wasn’t that tough.  Getting them on tight part actually makes sense, which may be the first part of all this that does make sense to me.  The one you had one earlier was sagging pretty badly.”  She forced a laugh. 

“I am sorry.”  Was all I could think of to say. 

“Actually, the reason that you were interested in doing it when you were younger makes sense also.  Not sure about now but back then I kind of totally understand.”  She said looking into space and not at me. 

The room got quiet, and it felt like she was deep in thought.  I wasn’t sure what I should do so I just sat there waiting for her to say something.  The tension was thick enough you could feel it.    

“I am honestly trying to decide what I think about this.  I was still unsure about the whole wanting to go down on me and taste me after I pee deal.  I thought I could deal with that.  And that was already on top of the eating cream pies thing.  Now you add this.  If there is anything else you better tell me right now!”  She ordered. 

“There isn’t.  I promise.”  I blurted out.

“Well I need some wine and I don’t feel like cooking tonight, so I am going to order a pizza later for dinner.  I still don’t know what this means.”  She got up from the bed and walked to the door as she talked. 

“Judy, I am sorry.”  I told her.

She stopped and turned around.  “I think what you are really sorry about is getting caught but I do believe you are sorry I am having to deal with this also.” 

“Why are you home early today anyways?”  I asked.

“Half day today because of the holiday on Monday.”  She said and turned and walked way.

Fuck, I forgot all about Monday being a holiday.  They changed the school calendar this year and now pretty much anytime there was a Monday holiday, Friday was either a half day or full day off.  I laid back on the bed trying to figure out how I had gotten so careless and did not realize she was only working a half day today.

I don’t know how long I laid there feeling sorry for myself for getting caught.  It was probably at least a hour. I got up and headed into the bathroom.  All the water and coffee I had earlier made me need to pee. 

When I finished, I grabbed the used diaper and took it out to the trash can in the garage.  I know I didn’t need to hide it, but I still buried it deep.  I didn’t want Judy to see it if she took something to the trash. I came back in and went into the kitchen thinking I would see Judy there.  When she wasn’t I went to look for her. 

“These things are really thick.”  Judy said holding up one of my diapers as I stepped into the office. 

I had forgotten about the package sitting on the couch.  I stood in the doorway not sure what I should say or do.  Judy had a diaper in one hand examining it and a large glass of wine in her other hand.

“And the design is actually pretty cute.  I can kind of understand why you choose them.  Did they have plain ones, or I guess boy ones?”  She turned and looked at me. 

“Yes.”  Was all I could say. 

“Well as I said these are cute.”  She smiled at me.  “I think there is more to why you picked them but maybe you don’t really know yourself.” 

“I will put them away.”  I said moving over to take them from her. 

“Or… I could put this one on you…”  Judy looked up at me. 

My heart started to race again.  I stood there trying to determine if this was possibly a test or something.  I also wasn’t completely positive, I wanted Judy to do that.   I loved the idea of it but in the back of my mind I was worried how it would affect our long-term relationship if I allowed her to diaper me?  Would it change how she saw me. 

“Uh… now?”  I asked trying to buy time. 

“Yes…  now.  You said you wanted that didn’t you?”  Her tone was clear that this was an important question.

“I… yes… I did.  Do you really want to do it?”  I asked, my nervousness was clear in my response.

“Honestly, no I don’t want to do it.  But… well I want to find out if I can do it and accept that you want to have it done.”  Her tone was very matter of fact. 

“Maybe… we will find out that both of us don’t want this and I can stop wearing them.  Once the novelty has been satisfied and gone, I may not even want to keep wearing them.”  I responded knowing that was probably pretty far from the truth. 

“So… then we should do it.”  She took a gulp of her wine, sat the glass down and started to unfold the diaper.  

My heart started to race again as I watched her do it.  She motioned for me to remove my shorts and told me to lie down on the floor.  I started to hesitate but knew I had to do this and if I was honest the idea of it was starting to turn me on a little.  I slid my shorts off and laid on the floor. 

Judy got off the couch and kneeled next to me.  Our eyes met and she forced a small grin on her face.  She looked uncertain of what to do. 

“Uh… lift your butt up so I can slide it under you.”  She directed.

I pushed up with my heels and my butt came off the floor.  She had moved between my legs and slid the diaper up under me.  When she had it in place, she tapped my thigh indicating I should lower myself back down and I did.  I felt some contentment as I felt the soft thickness under me. 

“Okay… let’s get this on nice a tight for my little sweetums.”  She used an almost baby voice and there was a lot of reluctance in her tone.

At the same time, she leaned forward, and I could see her cleavage and the lace of her bra in her blouse.  I felt my penis begin to stir some.  Judy eyes widened a little as she saw it starting swell and stiffen. 

“Oh… I need to get this in place, looks like someone is excited about being diapered, huh.”  She used the same tone which caused more arousal. 

She used one hand to push my penis down while the other hand brought the front of the diaper up between my legs.  She held it in place and quickly taped the lower tapes.  She then pulled firmly on the side of the diaper and tightly taped the top ones in place.  It was immediately evident that the diaper was on much tighter than when I done it myself. 

“All good?”  She asked, it was obvious she was uncomfortable as she rocked back on her knees. 

“Yes… thank you.”  I said nervously. 

My dick was trying to stiffen even more but Judy had gotten the diaper tight enough that it was trapped and forced to stay pointed downward.  I started to get up as I watched my wife stand up and pick up her wine glass and take another gulp.  I reached down for my shorts thinking I would pull them over the top of the diaper. 

“Nope… just the diaper.  At least for now, how will I know when you have wet it and need a change if you cover it with shorts.   Plus, it is so cute, you don’t want to cover it up and not be able to see it do you?”  She used that same almost baby tone and forced a smile as she said it. 

I hesitated but knew that it was a directive I would have to follow.  I stood there feeling exposed and vulnerable in just the diaper.  Judy looked down at it and up at me.  This continued to test the tightness of the diaper as my embarrassment turned me on. 

“Speaking of changes?  Did you get any wipes?  I will have to clean you when it is time for a change.  Don’t want you getting a rash.”  She asked me.

“No… I normally just take a shower.”  I told her. 

“No worries.  I am pretty sure there are a couple of unopen packs in the kid’s room.”  She said as she walked out of the room.

I stood in the office with just my t-shirt and diaper on.  The bulk between the legs forced my legs apart and as I walked, I could hear the crinkle from it.  I was still trying to figure out exactly how I felt right this second.  My mind struggled between having my dream and fantasy realized and the fact that my wife not only knew I liked to wear diapers but wet them also.   

As I ran that through my mind another thought suddenly invaded it.  I had been on a Zoom meeting with Janice when Judy came home and discovered me.  I had abruptly, without explanation, shut that meeting down.  I also had a vague memory of Janice asking what Judy had said right before the ending. 

I went over to my desk and opened the laptop.  The meeting had been closed out.  I then opened my emails.  Nothing unusual there so I picked up my phone and saw some missed text messages.  I nervously opened the app and saw there were three new messages from Janice. 

‘Not sure what happened or what was going on but please reach out to me when you get a chance.’  The first one said. 

‘We need to send something to the rest of the group by this afternoon.  Please reach out to me as soon as you can.’  She had sent about an hour later. 

‘Hey…  if you are avoiding me because of what I heard Judy say.  Don’t worry about it.  Your secret is safe with me.  I hope everything is okay with her.  We really need to talk about this proposal and sending it forward.’  This one had been sent about twenty minutes ago. 

I looked at the clock and saw it was just after three.  If I reached out to her now, we could have a quick discussion and have something sent to the group by four.  I reluctantly started to type. 

‘Can you meet on Zoom in five minutes?  Still have time to get it out in time.  Sorry for any inconvenience today.’  I sent. 

She immediately texted back yes and right after a meeting invite came into my email.  My mouth was super dry, and I took several large drinks of my Smartwater before nervously hitting join on the meeting invite. 

The screen opened and I saw Janice.  She had what looked like a forced smile on her face.  

“Sorry.” I said immediately. 

“It is okay.  Thanks for meeting.  Hope everything is okay there.”  She responded.  

I nodded my head yes and we immediately finished going over our review and putting together our recommendation to bid on this proposal.  It was easy work and Janice said she would complete the cover sheet and other paper work and send it on.  I was happy to hear her offer to do that since she had done the last one and it was really my turn. 

My need to pee had built again and felt myself easily begin to wet my diaper.  I was worried that something would show on my face as I did it and that somehow Janice knew what was happening. 

“Well okay.  I will get that done.  I guess we can catch up next week.  I hope you have a good weekend.”  She said her tone was a little uneasy. 

“Thank you.  I hope you have a good weekend also.  Let’s plan on catching up on Tuesday since Monday is a holiday.”  I responded.

“Sounds good.”  She hesistated.  “Mike… I… well… I promise I won’t say anything to anyone… we all have our… quirks.” 

“Thank you.  That means a lot.  This is kind of new and… well… never mind.  Just thanks for keeping it to yourself.”  I said feeling some emotion overcome me.

“Okay… and if you need to talk to someone…  I am a good listener and very non-judgmental.”  She gave me a genuine smile.  

“Thank you, Janice.   I might.   Take care.”  I said and logged out. 

Thirty minutes later I was going through my emails when Judy stepped into the doorway of the office.  I looked up and she silently asked if I was in a meeting.

“No.  Finished one a little while ago.”  I said out loud to her.

“Do you have to work much longer?  Um… are you wet… do you need a change?”  She asked hesitantly. 

“I am wet but don’t need a change right now.”  I answered immediately. 

“I am thinking about firing up an Outlander Marathon.  It is rainy and gross out seems like a good way to spend a late afternoon and evening.  Want me to wait for you?”  Judy said. 

“Uh sure.  Give me fifteen minutes, okay?”  I asked her. 

“Okay… I will be in the family room.” 

I met her there fifteen minutes later.  She was sitting on one edge of the couch, so I sat on the love seat.  When I had walked in I had watched her eyes immediately move down to my diaper.   I saw a smirk on her face but at least it wasn’t disgust.  

She set her phone down and picked up the remote started up Outlander.  I felt her phone vibrate on the couch and she picked up and read the message.  I couldn’t decide what exactly her facial reaction meant as she did it.  She immediately started typing and then set it back down. 

As the episode we were watching came to an end I could feel the pressure in my bladder increasing quickly.  Judy had jumped up and gone into the bathroom.  I am not sure why, but I struggled a little to pee again in my diaper.  I had just started to get it to flow freely when Judy walked in the room.

“Uh… the couch is going to be okay, right?  I mean your diaper was wet and you are wetting it again, it won’t leak, will it?”  She sounded a little alarmed. 

The truth was I wasn’t sure.  I didn’t think it would.  It felt like Judy had gotten it on tightly and it seemed really absorbent but I didn’t have a lot of experience with them.  I was also surprised that just by looking at me she could tell I was wetting my diaper. 

I lifted my butt up and looked under me.  The couch was dry, and I didn’t see any indication of a leak.  I decided to get another water from the kitchen and walked that way.  I could feel the diaper sagging but not like it had when I had diapered myself. 

“That looks like it is really wet.  Let me go grab a new one and some wipes.  I will be right back.”  Judy said jumping up from the couch. 

I got my water and came back to the family room and stood there waiting for her to come back.  Seeing her walk in with a fresh diaper in one hand and the wipes in the other again caused conflicting emotions of excitement and fear.  She used her eyes to indicate I should lay on the floor. 

I followed her direction and she kneeled next to me.  She fluffed out the new diaper and set it off to the side.  She then opened wipes and pulled several of them out and sat them with the new diaper.  She positioned herself between my legs and nervously smiled at me before pulling all the tapes off.  Seeing her smile and cleavage started building some arousal in me.

“Okay… lift your butt up sweetums.”  She used that almost baby voice again. 

I pushed my heels down and lifted my butt up.  Her voice continued with that same tone.  Judy pulled the diaper out from under and quickly slid the new one in it place and I sat my butt down on it. 

“Wow… this thing is really heavy you must have pee peed a lot, huh.  Good thing you had this thick pretty pink diaper on.”  She put a heavy accent on the words pretty, pink, and diaper, as she rolled the wet diaper up set it out of the way. 

The way she was talking and what she was saying was turning me on.  I could feel penis stiffening and my arousal growing. 

She reached over and picked up a wipe.  “This might be a little cool or cold sorry.  They make warmers for them.” 

I flinched a little as she ran it over my butt the exposed part of my butt cheeks and then over my inner thighs.  When she went to clean my balls, I felt my dick completely harden. 

“Want to make sure my sweetums is nice and clean.  Good thing you already shave down here huh… and I guess you like this part.”  Another forced laugh. 

She wrapped the wipe around penis and it fully hardened.  I looked at her and saw her raise an eyebrow. 

“Going to be kind of difficult to get your diaper situated with this going on isn’t it sweetums.  Do you want mommy to make sure your diaper will fit.”  She had started to stroke the wipe up and down on my dick. 

I groaned as my orgasm quickly built and Judy quickly realized I was going to cum and pulled the diaper up and wrapped my dick in it and as I shot my cum into it. 

“Hmm… I think this might be about more than just stress and anxiety huh…  seems like someone gets excited about being diapered.  I should have known that. Have you cum in your diaper before?  Be honest.”  Judy was back to her normal voice. 

“Yes… I uh… jerked off a few times while wearing it.”  I told her. 

“Before or after you peed in it?”  She asked. 

“Both.”

“And what got you so worked up this afternoon.  I had barely touched you.”  She said. 

“All of it… the wet diaper, you changing me, the voice you used, uh… the teasing about wearing a thick pink girly diaper.  Seeing your cleavage as you did it.”  I let it all spill out. 

“Thank you for being honest.   I am still figuring this out and how I feel about it.  So far, I think I am okay with what we have done but I don’t want this to be an everyday thing.” 

“I don’t want that either.”  I told her but wasn’t totally sure about that.    

“Okay… well let’s get this girly pink diaper on my sweetums nice and tight… don’t want any leaks on the furniture do we.”  She was back to the almost baby talk voice.

[BabyGirlieJess]

Cute chapter — but I’m a little peeved about the wife’s reaction. Maybe I’m just lucky, but my wife was at least a modicum concerned about me when I told her about all of this. (Ok, in my case she was completely concerned about how I was feeling - and completely understanding.)

It just feels unrealistic that she wouldn’t care at all about his feelings when she catches him, after she has a few minutes to process. 

[erik_hamburg]

I really like the story and how it develops. She really seems to be quite kinky, but is still discovering this side of her. 

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter Five

“Hey, can you get that, it must be the pizza delivery.”  Judy yelled from the kitchen when there was a loud knock on the door. 

I was still wearing just a t-shirt and a diaper, one that was now probably noticeably wet so there was no way I was going to answer the door. 

“What, you are kidding right?”  I said immediately. 

Judy came walking out of the kitchen with cash in her hand and smiling.  It was obvious that she was kidding.  As I listened to her pay the delivery boy, I started to wet my diaper, enjoying the feeling as my crotch warmed. 

“I was kidding, but those diapers are really cute you should show them off.”  She giggled as she went by. 

I stayed sitting on the couch having paused Outlander.  Judy came out and handed me a plate with a couple slices of pizza on it and a beer.  She went back to the kitchen and returned with her own plate and a glass of wine.  I hit play and started to eat followed by a swig of beer. 

“It is a bit of dichotomy… watching you drink a beer while wearing a baby diaper, a pink one covered in princesses.”  Judy said, looking at me and then continued.  “Although I can see how it might also be convenient to be diapered while drinking beer.” 

I wasn’t sure how to reply or even if she expected a reply, so I just continued to eat and finished my beer.  I was still hungry, so I got up to go get another slice and another beer.  Moving caused my diaper to crinkle loudly and when I stood up, I could feel it sag just a little. 

“Oh… you are wet again already.  Do you need a change?”  Judy asked, I noticed a slight slur to her words. 

“No… do you want more pizza or wine?”  I asked over my shoulder as I headed to the kitchen.  

“Sure.”  Was all she responded. 

I got each of us a slice of pizza then another beer out the refrigerator for myself.  I looked over at the counter and saw her wine bottle and picked it up.  I noticed it was almost empty and I was pretty sure she had opened a new bottle this afternoon.   I carried the pizza out on my plate in one hand and tightly held the beer bottle and wine bottle by their necks in the other. 

I filled Judy’s glass and set the empty wine bottle on the coffee table and put a slice of pizza on her plate.  I then took a seat on the other end of the couch from her, she turned the show back on.  We ate and drank in silence.  When I looked at my phone, I realized that it was way later then I thought, almost nine o’clock.

The episode we were watching ended about thirty minutes later and I got up and grabbed the plates and my beer bottles and took them into the kitchen.  While I straightened things up I felt the need to pee again and stopped and held the counter and wet my diaper.  I could feel the warmness running down between my legs as the rear of the diaper swelled. 

“You are peeing right now, aren’t you?”  Judy slurred. 

I jumped.  I hadn’t heard her walk into the kitchen and she surprised me. 

“Uh yes.”  I responded. 

“That thing looks like it soaked.  You don’t mind that?”  Again, I could tell she was at least a little tipsy. 

“No.” I told her and picked up the empty pizza box. 

I headed towards the garage to throw it in the recycling bin.  I saw the empty wine bottle in her hand and took that from her also.  When I walked back in Judy was leaning against the counter, her eyes immediately dropped to the front of my diaper.  She got a strange look on her face and stepped over to me and grabbed the crotch. 

“Hmm… so you aren’t hard right now.  Does that mean that wetting the diaper isn’t a turn on?  Is it just  putting it on that turns you on?  You were rock hard when I diapered you earlier.  And you shot your load almost as soon as I started stroking you.”  She had released her hand.      

“The being diapered by you and you teasing me about the diaper and the… almost baby talk, that is what turned me on earlier.  Wearing and wetting it are more… they just make me feel… something different.”  I told her. 

“Okay… just trying to understand this new perversion of yours.  I am going to head to bed to read a little if I can keep my eyes open.  I can change you again if you want.”   She said. 

I was focused on her comment about my new perversion and hadn’t responded when she continued. 

“But…  you aren’t wearing a diaper in our bed.  If you want to be diapered when you go to bed you can sleep in the kid’s room.  I would suggest in either Timmy’s bed since it has the mattress cover on it still or Tammie’s beds since it has the Disney Princesses sheets on it and would go good with your diaper and you seem to like girly diaper stuff.”   She laughed. 

“I will take care of it myself.”  Was all I said as I felt a little arousal starting at her comments.

I took a few minutes to finish cleaning up.  I realized how much I was enjoying feeling the now pretty soaked diaper as I moved around.  I locked the house up and then checked in my office.  The bag of diapers was sitting on the couch still and my first reaction was to hide them away but then realized I didn’t need to hide them from Judy. 

I quietly went into the bedroom and my wife was tucked into the bed with a book in her hand.  She looked up and grinned as I headed into the bathroom, I was closing the door as she called out. 

“Don’t leave that wet diaper in the bathroom.  Take it out to the trash please.  I don’t want this room to start smelling like pee.” 

I told her okay and closed the door and removed my t-shirt first.  I untapped the diaper and when I pulled it off me I realized just how heavy wetting it three times had made it.  I climbed in the shower and enjoyed the hot water rinsing me off.  I took extra time on my groin making sure any urine was washed away.  I really didn’t want to end up with a rash. 

When I stepped out of the shower, I realized I was missing the feeling of the diaper between my legs.  I had worn a diaper for over twelve hours today, it had felt normal to have the bulk there.  I quietly exited the bathroom, and I could see that Judy had fallen asleep and her book was laying in her lap. 

I followed her directions about the diaper and came back and gently removed her book and then turned the lights off and climbed in next to her.  Looking over I realized how lucky I had been today with how she had reacted to discovering my diapers desires. 

I woke up the next morning and rolled to my side.  I looked over and saw that Judy’s side of the bed was empty.  When I looked at the clock it said six thirty-seven.  That was pretty early for her to wake up on the weekend.  I stretched my arms and legs and slowly climbed out of bed and went to pee and brush my teeth. 

I found Judy in the kitchen sipping from her coffee cup.  She had her iPad in her hand and when she sensed my presence, she looked up quickly and then set it down.  I saw her look down at my waist, I guess checking to see if I was wearing my standard lounge shorts. 

“Good morning.  You are up kind of early.”  I said. 

“Yes, woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep.  Been out here thinking.”  She replied without really looking up. 

“What about?”  I asked nervously. 

“I bet you can guess.”  She at least developed a small grin as she said that.

“And… what are your thoughts?”  This time I am sure she could sense my nervousness. 

“They are kind of all over the place…  I am sad that all your life you had this feeling of not being loved as much as your brother, at least at one point in your life.  I am angry that you hid this from me.  I am scared that you haven’t told me everything.  I am nervous that a small part of it is a little turn on for me.  I worry that this will end up controlling our relationship and that we won’t be able to find a…  I guess compromise.” 

She stopped and took a big sip of coffee.  I wasn’t sure what to say what she had just said.  I just kept looking at her. 

“My biggest worry though is what I am going to be to you.  Am I going to be your wife?  Am I going to be your mommy?   Or am I going to be your babysitter?”  She said looking right into my eyes. 

I took a deep breath.  “You will always be my wife.  No matter what.  And if this too much I will stop, and you won’t have to worry about the rest of it.” 

“Thank you.  Honestly, I know you think that, and I know you would try that but I bet at some point, next month, next year, three years from now… but at some point you would be back to sneaking around in diapers again.  They stimulate you both emotionally and physically too much for you to deny yourself forever.  Plus, I can’t ask you to do that.”  She smiled at me. 

“Well then, I will only do it when you aren’t around.  You won’t have to know when I am doing it.”  I quickly blurted out. 

“That might work… for me at least.  The thing is I saw how much you enjoyed me diapering you and we both know how much you enjoyed me using the wipes on you.”  She laughed as she said it.  “I want you to get to experience that.” 

“But if you don’t want to be a part of it, I understand.  I also understand how you could see it as gross or whatever.”  I said sincerely. 

“Honestly… it really isn’t that gross to me.  You licking me after I pee… or even when I am full of cum… that seems grosser to me although they both feel pretty damn good I will admit.”  Again, a laugh but this seemed a little forced.

“I promise there isn’t anything else… you know all… all of my kinks, or fetishes… or perversions as you call them.”  I told her honestly. 

“You just want to wet them, right?  I can’t do dirty diapers and it would gross me out if you did it and I knew.  And you promise… you don’t want to be treated like a baby.  No bottles and pacifiers and stuff like that?  I was looking at some stuff on the internet.”  She looked in my eyes. 

“Yes… just wet them.  And no baby stuff.”  I quickly responded. 

“What about the… the pink diapers… the princesses… are you sure there isn’t more to that than they just caught your eye?”  She asked.

“I don’t think so…”  I hesitated. 

“You don’t think so… so there is more?”  Her tone had changed some. 

“No… I mean… well when I looked at that sight there were… they had pink onesies and also a skirt with the same print as the diapers on them and I… well… I considered buying them also.”  I looked at the table again as I spoke.

“Why didn’t you?”

“Because I honestly wasn’t sure why I was interested in them. Like the diapers, I thought they were pretty or cute or something and maybe that is why? Then yesterday when you would point out I was wearing pink and girly things… it was embarrassing or humiliating but it really turned me on when you did it.”  I felt my cheeks redden as I spoke. 

“The fact you are grown man in a diaper and wetting it isn’t enough of an embarrassment, you need to add to it?”  Her tone was a little harsh but also sounded like real curiosity.

“I guess I do.”  Was all I could think of to say. 

She stood up and went to refill her coffee.  While she was there she held her cup up and I realized she was asking if I wanted one also.  I nodded my head yes.  While she got it and filled it, I was running this conversation through my head.  I knew that things had gone easy yesterday and I should have expected this when she caught me. 

She brought my cup over and sat down at the table again.   I took a sip trying to think if I should say something or what I could say to make this better. 

“If you had to choose right now between being diapered by me and maybe me jerking you off in your diaper or being able to wear and wet your diaper all day, or getting to watch and listen to me pee and then going down on me, or us having sex and then you going down on me.  What would you pick?”  She asked.

“Hmm.”  I responded just to stall.  

I honestly wasn’t sure.  All of those were things I enjoyed.  I was trying to think which one she wanted to hear.  She probably wanted the last one but if I said that she would know that I was saying that because I thought she wanted to hear it. 

“Uh… watching you pee and then going down on you.” I said. 

“You really had to think about that, didn’t you.  Well at least you chose one that had something in it for me also.”  She again forced a chuckle. 

“I was trying to decide between the last two.”  I told her.

“Okay.  Well… I will keep diapering you when you want it but as I said it won’t be every day.  Also, on any day that I diaper you there will be no sex with me.  I might jerk you off, but I don’t want you doing anything to me, understood.  I also think that if you decide you want to be diapered that you are all in on it.”  She explained.

“All in?  What do you mean?”  I asked immediately. 

“That means diapers for the whole day… or if it is a Friday afternoon the whole weekend.  No exception, except to poop.  If I diaper you on Friday afternoon, you wear them until Sunday.  Oh… and I have to change you, no changing yourself.”  She lifted and eyebrow to me and she took a sip of her coffee. 

I actually liked the part of her changing me but the whole weekend seemed like a big thing to commit to. 

“Okay.”  I said and took a sip of my coffee. 

“Do you want me to diaper you this morning?” She asked. 

“We are going to the winery later with Jane and Steve.”  I responded. 

“Good memory.  If diaper you, you would have to either stay here unable to change your wet diaper or go with us wearing your diaper.  Just wanted to make sure you understood.”  She laughed. 

I got up.  “Want some French Toast this morning?” 

“Sure.”  She said.

I started getting the stuff together to make our breakfast.  At some point she started to talk about her work and some family stuff and suddenly the morning felt like most of our weekend mornings together.  I was happy to know we could do that. 

After breakfast we both did some chores.  Since Jane and her husband were picking us up, I put the diapers away on the off chance they would come into the office.  I couldn’t resist pulling one out of the package and inhaling the scent of it.  I actually felt myself harden a little just from the scent and feel of the diaper. 

Around eleven I went to shower and found Judy already in there.  She wasn’t a fan of showering together so I resisted the urge to climb in with her, but I did enjoy admiring the outline of her nude body through the shower door.  Seeing her breasts, I had brief thought of laying in her lap in a diaper and sucking on her tit.  Again, I felt myself stiffening some. 

“I have to admit that after being a couple for as long as we have been it is nice to know I can still get you to stare at my naked body.”  She said as she was wrapping a towel around herself stepping out of the shower. 

“I have to admit I am a lucky man because my wife is hot as fuck which makes it easy to stare.”   I said sincerely. 

Judy leaned over and kissed me.  “Thanks.  Now take your shower so the steam will escape, and I can do my makeup.” 

I followed her direction and just after noon we were both dressed and ready to be picked up.  Judy had again worn leggings with a soft sweater that covered most of her ass when she was standing.  I was wearing shorts and pull over on top of a collared shirt.  When my brother-in-law and sister-in-law arrived, they were dressed similarly. 

We chatted about their kids on the way to the winery.  They were both a little nervous since xxxxxxx was babysitting.  They were going to be gone for four hours, which would be the longest time they had been gone with her watching them. 

It was a nice day, and the wines were good.  We got a couple of chartuerie boards to serve as our lunch and since Steve was driving Judy and I had our fair share of wine.  As we were heading out Jane asked Judy if she needed to use the bathroom and she told her no.  They exchanged funny smiles when Judy said no to using the bathroom. When Jane headed in Judy winked at me. 

Ten minutes into our twenty-minute drive Judy started to squirm just a little sitting next to me in the back of Steve’s F150.  I recognized it as her needing to pee and realized that she had done it for me.  By the time we pulled into the driveway ten minutes later I could tell she was getting anxious.  I had to fight a chuckle as Jane just kept talking. 

“Sorry… I need to run in, and pee or Steve’s seats are going to get wet.  Thanks for driving.  I will text you later Jane.”  Judy announced as she sprang out of the truck. 

I said my good byes and got out of the truck.  I wanted to get into the house as soon as I could so hopefully I would be able to hear Judy peeing as soon as she got in the house.

“Enjoy.”  Jane said with a laugh as I was getting out of the truck.

I quickly walked to the house wondering what Jane meant as she said that. When I stepped inside Judy was standing outside the bathroom door with her legs crossed and her hands pressed between her thighs.  I am sure surprise showed on my face. 

“Jesus, did you walk backwards or something?”  She yelled out. 

“What?” I asked confused.

“I was waiting for you.  Come on.”  She said, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bathroom. 

I stood dumbfounded and she yanked her sweater off revealing a lace maroon bra and then rolled her leggings down and stepping out of them.  I think the second her ass cheeks hit the toilet seat her bladder released with force.  She had spread her legs wide and watched as her pee gushed out of her.  My dick immediately got hard.  

She continued to pee, and my eyes never left her crotch.  Eventually it slowed to a trickle and Judy reached for my hands and pulled me forward and down.  When I caught onto to what she was doing I was on my knees, and she scooted forward.  Her pussy was wet and moved my face and began to lick her pee from her lips. 

I heard Judy moan and that encouraged me to lick her everywhere.  Eventually the taste changed from pee to her wetness.  I had always enjoyed how she smelt and tasted so I continued to lick her, trying to get my tongue as deep as I could.  Her clit had swollen considerably, and I started to focus my attention it.  It was probably a minute later, and I heard her breathing quicken. 

“God… why was I so reluctant to let you do this.  You have always been incredible at it but tasting my pee makes you insatiable.  Fuck.”  I heard. 

I sucked her clit between my lips, pushed my tongue against it and quickly slide two fingers in her and curled them up to rub the inside of her pussy. 

“Oh Jesus… Yes!”  She shouted as my face was flooded with her cum. 

I continued to lick her juices until her hands pushed my head away.  I leaned back and her eyes were still closed.  She slowly opened them and smiled at me. 

“I love you.”  I said to her. 

“Right now… l love you more.”  She laughed. 

She pulled a hand towel off the rack and handed it to me, and I wiped my face off.  She took it from me and wiped it between her legs.  When she stood up, she flushed the toilet and then picked her leggings and sweater up and stepped out of the bathroom. 

I followed behind her, mostly so I could eye up or her naked ass.  As we walked down the hallway to the bedroom she looked back over her shoulder and smiled because he knew where my eyes were focused.  When we walked into the bedroom she stopped and turned around and a look of mischievousness suddenly showed on her face. 

“Two options.  Option one I bend myself over this bed and you can have your way with me.”  She laughed as she watched my eyes widen. 

“Or option two.  Tomorrow, a full day in your diapers including at least one hand job while you are wearing them.”  She grinned and raised an eyebrow. 

My already hard dick was really rooting for option one but option two sounded amazing.  Especially since I hadn’t had a diaper on since last night.  My dream was for Judy to participate in my diapering and she had said earlier that I had to agree to her diapering and changing me on diaper days. 

“It really isn’t fair to ask me that while you are naked, or nearly naked and just wearing a bra that makes your tits looks amazing.  Especially after I got all worked up tasting your amazing pussy.”  I said buying time while I thought. 

“I know that is why I did it.”  She forced a sinister laugh. 

“Can I suck on your tits while wearing a diaper?”  I asked. 

“What?  I thought you said this wasn’t a baby thing?”  She suddenly sounded alarmed. 

“It isn’t… but… you have fantastic boobs.”  I said smiling. 

“Okay… I will throw that in also.”  She replied and moved over to her dresser. 

My dick continued to strain against my shorts as I watched her pull on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.  She then walked over and kissed me and headed out of the room.  I sat on the edge of the bed and wondered if I had made the right decision. 

[babyheadspace]

Great story love the developments 

 

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter Six

I woke up the next morning and my dick was hard.  I rolled over and saw Judy was still in bed and seemed to be sleeping soundly.  Looking at the clock it was almost seven.  I carefully stretched, making sure I didn’t rock the bed, then slipped out.  I peed, washed my face, and then brushed my teeth. 

In the kitchen I started the coffee and after looking in the fridge started to cook some bacon.  I thought I would make pancakes with the bacon.   I was just finishing cooking the bacon when I sensed that Judy was moving through the house, so I started on the pancakes. 

“It is amazing to wake and smell bacon first thing in the morning.”  Judy said walking into the kitchen.

“Good Morning.  Did you sleep well?”  I asked as she walked over and gave me a quick kiss.

“Yes.  I think the afternoon wine, the orgasm in the afternoon, and the wine with dinner last night helped. She told me with a slight giggle. 

Last night we enjoyed a basic spaghetti dinner and watched a couple more episodes of Outlander before going to bed fairly early for a Saturday. 

“How did you sleep?”  She asked. 

“Okay… a little restless in the middle of the night, I was actually worried I might wake you up at one point.” 

“Well, you didn’t… I was out.  Maybe you were a little excited about the plans for today?”  She grinned and lifted an eyebrow.

For some reason I was scared to respond to that statement, so I turned and worked on making the pancakes.  Judy got out some plates and stuff from the fridge and put them on the table.  I watched her move around the kitchen, enjoying when her sleep shirt rose up and I could see the bottom of her ass as she reached for things. 

“I like how you look at me.”  She told me after catching my eyes on her butt. 

“I like looking at you.  You really are beautiful, and you really are hot.”  I responded. 

She moved over and wrapped herself around me while kissing me like a teenager.  I immediately felt my dick get hard and press against her.  Her hand slid down and wrapped around it, she lightly stroked me. 

“Need to save that for your diapers.  They are going to be getting wet in more ways than one.”  She said, breaking the kiss and stepping away from me. 

I felt my face redden and turned away from looking in her eyes.  I was both embarrassed and aroused at what she had said.  The pancakes were ready, and I moved them and the bacon to the table.  We both focused on eating for the next fifteen minutes with a little idle chatter mixed in. 

I started to clean up afterwards and she slipped out of the kitchen.  I could hear her moving through the house but didn’t know what she was doing.  I had just finished getting everything tidied up when she stepped into the kitchen entrance.  She had put her hair up in a ponytail and changed her clothes, replacing her sleep shirt with purple leggings and a low-cut lavender tank top.  I could see a purple bra strap peaking out on her shoulder. 

“Okay… time get you changed into a nice thick pink girly diaper for the day.”  She smiled and reached out for my hand. 

I followed her as she led me out through the family room and down the hall towards the bedroom.  She must have gotten my diapers out of the office.  I was surprised when instead of going into our bedroom she led me into the kid’s room. 

“I thought this would be a more appropriate place to change you.”  She said pointing to Tammie’s bed. 

The trim on the bed was pink along with the pillow cases and the comforter was covered in Disney Princesses.   I saw the package of my diapers sitting at the end of it. 

“Hop up on the bed sweetums.”  She started to use the almost baby voice tone. 

I followed her direction and then watched as she pulled a new diaper out of the package and fluffed it out.  She then reached for the waist band of my gym shorts, and I lifted up as she pulled them down and off my legs.  I wasn’t fully hard, but my penis was definitely swollen. 

“Oh… we need to get this on quick don’t we.  Don’t want that to be a problem.”  Again, with the baby tone.

She quickly slid the diaper in under me and pulled the front up between my legs. She pushed my dick down and trapped it as she taped the sides.  The diaper felt extra snug, and I liked it. 

“Someone is happy with how the diaper fits aren’t they?”  Judy sang out. 

I just nodded my head. 

“Okay… all done until you need a change.  You can get up although you look so cute laying there on bed with that on.  You are my precious diaper princesses aren’t you.” 

She said that while leaning over and kissing my forehead while one hand squeezed my dick through the diaper.  The shirt she was wearing showed lots of cleavage and as she sat up, she saw where my eyes were focused and smiled.

“I might have picked this shirt on purpose.”  She laughed as she stood up and left the room. 

I got up and walked over to the closet door and opened it.  The girl’s side of the closet had a full-length mirror on it and I looked at the reflection.  I had on a grey T-shirt that fortunately was a little short so you could easily see my diaper.  As I started to walk out of the room, I felt the bulk between my legs and the contentment that brought me. 

We spent the morning doing our normal weekend chores of vacuuming, dusting, laundry, and other household cleaning.  I wet my diaper a couple of times and was surprised at how easy it was now to release my bladder.  I was also surprised at how almost normal it felt to be wearing a diaper in front of Judy. 

“I am going to run out to do the grocery shopping right after lunch.  It looks like you are wet.  Do you need a change now?”  She asked as I came into the kitchen. 

“No... it seems to be holding it just fine.  I can probably wet it one more time and still be good.”  I told her knowing my bladder was on the verge of needing to pee again.

“You seem to like it when the diaper is pretty soaked… don’t you sweetums?”  She switched to the baby voice. 

“Yes… although, even though you got it on me really snug, it does seem to sag a little the wetter it gets.”  I told her. 

“Maybe we should get you some onesies to help hold it up… although that would cover up the pretty pink and the princess on it.”  She smiled at me and then I saw her expression change like she suddenly realized something. 

I didn’t respond.  I kind of liked the idea of the onesie but agreed it would cover the diaper and while I still didn’t know why I really liked how girly the diaper was, I definitely like being able to see it. More importantly for some reason I liked knowing Judy could see it.  We reviewed her grocery list together and while we were doing that, I wet my diaper again. 

“Your face changes when you are wetting your diaper.  You get a grin on it or something.  Does it really feel that good?”  She asked. 

“Yes… I like the warmness spreading through it and feeling it swell as I do it.”  I told her. 

“I am glad you get to feel that then.  Turkey sandwiches for lunch, okay?”  She responded and stood up and moved the fridge. 

I nodded yes and watched as she made the sandwiches.  My eyes were on her butt, and she caught me staring at it and laughed.  She brought my lunch over to me along with another water bottle and a bag of chips. 

“I saw you looking at my ass.  Hope you aren’t regretting your choice of diapers today instead of bending me over the bed yesterday.”  Her tone made it sound like a question. 

“Honestly… no… but I have thought about it several times.”  I told her.

It looked like she forced a smile at my answer.  We ate in silence and when we were done, I cleaned the kitchen, and she went to our room.  I knew it was to put on a touch of makeup.  When she was done, she called out to me, I found her standing in the door to kid’s room.

“Okay sweetums, time for your diaper change.  Hop on the bed.”   She told me. 

I climbed on Tammie’s bed and watched as she pulled one of my diapers and the package of wipes out of the closet and brought them over.  She sat on the edge of the bed and undid the tapes.  I could feel the cool air on my skin. 

She grabbed some wipes and ran them over my inner thighs and butt.  She then cleaned the area above the penis.  As she got close to it, I felt it swell a little and looking at her bent over and seeing her boobs and cleavage added to my arousal.  She smiled at me and then ran the wipe over my balls. I continued to stiffen.  Finally, she stroked my dick with the wipes, and I was fully hard.

“My diaper princess likes that, huh….”  She laughed.  “Well, it is all clean and now isn’t fun time.  That will be later.” 

She tapped my thigh which I knew meant I should lift my butt and she pulled the wet diaper out from under me.  She then fluffed the new diaper and slid it in place.  My dick was still fairly hard, and she forced a frown. 

“I will be right back.  Hopefully that will give that time to return to normal so I can finish diapering you.  No touching it while I am gone.”  She laughed. 

She came back five minutes later.  She was holding something behind her back that she dropped on the floor next to the bed.  I had softened enough that she was able to tuck my dick downward and quickly bring the front of the diaper up and tape it tightly in place. 

“You know if you are going to get hard every time I change you that is going to be a problem.  Okay sweetums, that is good and snug.  Sit up.”  She directed me. 

I followed her direction loving how secure she had gotten the diaper on me.  When I sat up, she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and quickly pulled it over my head.  I wasn’t sure what was going on.  

“I brought a more appropriate shirt for a diaper princess.  Can’t be wearing a plain gray boy shirt can we?”  She reached down and picked up what she had dropped. 

I looked in her hand and saw she was holding something pink.  She unfurled it and I noticed it was one of her sleep shirts. 

“This is a little big on me so it should fit.  Stick your arms out.” 

I don’t know why but I didn’t protest and followed her direction as she slipped my arms through and then dropped it over my head.  It was made of very soft cotton and actually felt very nice against my skin.  There was lace around the v neck, sleeves, and hem.

“Stand up.”  She said while pulling me up.  “That is perfect.  We can still see your diaper and the pinks almost match perfectly.  You really are a cute little diaper princess now.” 

I felt my dick trying to swell against my tight diaper as she described me as a diaper princess.  Without saying anything I moved over to the mirror and looked in it.  She was right, the hem well just over the top of the diaper and the pink was an almost identical match. 

“Look at your smile.  You like that don’t you.  Maybe I will stop at Target and pick up a couple for you so I don’t have to share mine.  Now, no changing your own diaper while I am gone, got it?”  She laughed. 

I just nodded, my mind was racing right now, trying to figure out why all the girly pink things were turning me on.  I headed out of the kid’s room following Judy.  She went and grabbed her grocery list, purse and sunglasses.  Normally she would kiss me before she left, instead she just looked me over from head to toe and smiled before heading into the garage. 

I went to the office and grabbed my iPad and spent about an hour surfing the net, mostly looking at stuff about adult diaper lovers wetting my diaper while I did it.  I was still unsure why I liked certain parts of this and why different parts caused different thoughts and emotions. 

I had a sudden thought and remembered I had forgotten to tell Judy we were almost out of coffee and that she needed to pick some up at the grocery store.  Even though she had been gone now for almost forty-five minutes I knew she was probably still at the store.  For some reason she really enjoyed grocery shopping and was never quick about it.   Plus, she had mentioned maybe also going to Target.

‘Hey, hope you haven’t left the store yet.  Forgot to tell you to add coffee.  Sorry.’  I texted her. 

I set my phone down and went to change over some laundry.  I also peed in my diaper again.  I had drank a lot of iced tea during lunch and my bladder had re-filled quickly.  I enjoyed how the diaper felt on me when it was wet more than when it was dry as I moved around the house.  

I was in the bedroom folding clothes when I heard Judy walk in.  I finished what I was doing and went to the kitchen to help her put stuff away.  All of the grocery bags were on the kitchen table along with a Target bag. When she saw me walk in a strange look on her face came over her face. 

“Are you okay?”  I asked her when the look stayed, and she didn’t say anything to me.  “Something happen at the store?” 

“Are you okay?  You didn’t respond to that text…  I am really sorry.  I can’t tell you how sorry I am.”  She blurted out. 

“What text? I don’t know what you are talking about.”  I said, realizing my phone was sitting in the office. 

“You haven’t see the text I sent?”  She asked, shocked. 

“No… I don’t think so.  Why?”  I replied. 

I saw that her mind was racing.  She then let out a deep sigh.  

“I accidentally sent you a text meant for my sister.  You texted me about the coffee, but it didn’t feel my phone vibrate or hear it chirp so when I picked up my phone, while waiting in the check in line, I thought I was replying to one she had sent earlier.”  She told me without looking at me.

“And?  You texted her something you wouldn’t want me to read?”  I asked nervously. 

“Yes.”  Was all she said. 

“Oh… should I go read it or do you want me to tell me what you sent her?” 

“What I would love for you to do for me is to delete it but…  well now that I have told you about it you will be wondering what I sent and worried about it.”  She said, finally looking at me as she spoke.

She was right.  I would wonder.  I turned and headed to the office to get my phone.  I picked it up and took it back to the kitchen.  All the groceries were put away and Judy was sitting at the kitchen table.  When I came in, she looked up at me and frowned.  I sat down and opened my phone. 

“Just promise we will talk after you read it, please.”  Judy pleaded. 

I nodded my head and opened my texts. 

‘Honestly, I wished I had let him do it when he first hinted at wanting to.  He has always been good at it but I let him taste a little of my pee… OMG!  And yes… right now he is home wearing one of those adorable pink princess diapers, it is probably wet, and one of my pink sleep shirts.’

That is what she had replied to me when I had sent her the text about needing coffee. 

“So, Jane knows… why?”  I asked flatly. 

“I really freaked when I found you wearing a diaper.  Like really freaked.  I didn’t know what to do and I reached out to her.   I am sorry.  She swore she would keep it a secret.”  Judy looked directly at me, but I could see fear in her eyes. 

“You also told her about me wanting to go down on you after you peed?  Did you tell her about me going down on you after I came in you also?  Do you tell her everything?”  I asked, shock and a little anger were in my voice. 

“Yes… No… I mean not everything but the pee and cream pie stuff…yes.  I was bragging a little honestly…  Steve won’t go down on her at all.  I have always told her how amazing you were at it… but for some reason I wanted to make her even more jealous of how incredible you make me feel when you do it after I pee and the amazing orgasms I get to have. I am sorry.”  Her voice trailed off a little.

“The… the diapers.  What did she say about that?”  I asked nervously. 

“She… well she was surprised but she basically said it wasn’t hurting anyone and if it made you happy why should I care. She went onto say there were worse things that could turn you on or you could be into.  She did say you should have told me about it but understood why you hadn’t.”  She said that with a little more confidence. 

While I was absorbing everything, she was saying I realized that I need to pee again, along with the iced tea I had drank a lot of coffee, and water in the morning.  I was trying to decide what to say next to her when I realized that I was peeing in my diaper.

“You are wetting it right now, aren’t you?”  She asked me. 

I just nodded.  I was still mad at her. 

“I am really sorry I told Jane, but I promise she has been very supportive of you.  She said she understands all of it, even the… humiliation part.  She says that is why you like the girly stuff.  It was her idea for me to start referring to you as my diaper princess.”   Judy reached over and took my hand. 

“And was jealous of the other stuff?”  I asked, feeling my anger dissipate some. 

“Definitely, she told me you could go down her while she was peeing, if that is what it would take for her to get some oral sex, especially if it meant she would orgasm.”  Judy laughed.

I smiled.  The thought of it turned me on.  I had fantasized about Jane on more than a few occasions and while it had been a while, I had jerked off a couple times while looking at Facebook pics of her in a bathing suit on vacation.   Judy was prettier but Jane was a little thicker and had larger breasts.

“Oh my God… you are thinking about that aren’t you and it is turning you on.  Your face is so easy to read.  It is why I can tell when you are wetting your diaper.”  Judy had a mock expression of surprise on her face.

“No… I mean… not really.”  I responded. 

“Hmm…  let me check.” 

She got up from her chair and came over and kneeled next to me. I was trying figure out what she was doing when she reached for the front of my diaper.  When she found my mostly hard dick, trapped in my diaper she smiled at me.  She squeezed it through the soggy diaper and then slowly rubbed it. 

I let out a loud sigh as she did it and her smile grew. 

“Hmm… I think my little diaper princess is more than a little excited.  Your pretty pink diaper is also very wet isn’t it sweetums.”  She looked right in my eyes as she started to use her baby voice tone. 

“Uh… yes…”  I breathed out heavily. 

“Does my hand feel good… do you want me to keep rubbing you through pee pee soaked girly diaper… princess?” She continued in her baby voice. 

“Oh God Fuck yes.”  I told her. 

“Oh… not sure someone wearing diapers should use that word… especially when their very wet diaper is covered with cute little princess and is such a pretty pink.”  She was in full baby talk mode.

As good as her hand felt it was what she was saying that was really turning me on. I felt her other hand pull gently on the tapes on one side of the diaper.  When the tightness was gone my dick was able to stand straight up towards my stomach.  Judy smiled at me again as she retaped the side she had undone. I was completely turned on and I could see she knew it from the look on her face. 

“You know my sister said she would babysit you.  Would you like to have Jane change your wet diapers?  She would have to make sure you are nice and clean, running a wipe all over your diaper area, especially your pee pee, and then put on a fresh girly pink diaper on you nice and tight.” 

She was now squeezing my soaked diaper around my cock and jerking it up and down.  I knew my orgasm was close. 

“Would my little diaper princess like to see Jane’s boobies hanging down in front of him while she did that?”

“Oh Jesus.”  I cried out as I orgasmed while I imagined Jane kneeling next to me, her tits almost on display and taping up diaper.  

I looked at Judy and she was smiling as she slowly stopped squeezing and stroking my dick through the diaper.   I felt my cheeks redden suddenly, very embarrassed at what had just happened.  She stood up and then leaned down and kissed me.  It wasn’t a passionate kiss; it was a kiss that showed me she loved me. 

She then stood up and took my hand.  “Come on sweetums lets go change that diaper.”   

As we walked out of the kitchen, I was processing everything that had just happened.  Judy’s teasing  had been a huge turn on.  While I had cum in a wet diaper before while jerking off, it hadn’t felt nearly as good as that just had.  I also wondered if she was serious about what she had said about her sister babysitting me, and if she was, would I really want that. 

[aldl4811]

Dang, incredible chapter!!

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter Seven

We walked into the kids’ room, and she nodded towards Tammie’s bed, and I went and laid down in it.  Because she had loosened my diaper while giving me the hand job, it was definitely sagging low, and I had been a little worried it was slip off as we were walking.  She went and got me a new diaper and brought the wipes over. 

 She was smiling the whole time as she took her seat on the edge of the bed and pulled the tapes off and opened the front of the diaper.  As usual she started by running the wipe over the inside of my thighs. 

“Did you enjoy that?”  She asked me, looking up and grinning. 

I just nodded enthusiastically She ran the wipe over my balls and while it didn’t cause me to stiffen since I had just cum it did feel good and I sighed deeply. 

“Does it feel good to have all that pee and cum cleaned up?  Your cum normally has a pretty strong smell but I barely noticed it because of your pee.”  She said looking at my crotch now. 

I nodded, knowing that she wasn’t really looking for an answer and was more just talking to say things you thought I would enjoy hearing.  She was now running the wipe over my penis which resulted in another sigh.  It physicallyphysical felt good and was even a little arousing but I realized that right now she was causing more of an emotional reaction, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have her saying this and doing this. 

She continued to run the wipe over my dick and balls and asked.  “Would you really like to have my sister do this for you?  She does have bigger boobs than me and I know you like looking at mine while I am changing you.” 

The mention of her sister along with her using the wipe caused me to stiffen a little.  I was deciding how to answer that.

“Oh… I think that is a yes.”  She laughed as she felt my dick harden. 

She tapped my thigh, and I lifted my butt up and she pulled the wet diaper out from under me and wrapped it up tightly and set it at the foot of the bed.  She quickly unfurled the new diaper and slipped it into place.  She taped it up tightly and gave me a quick squeeze between my legs. 

“Slide over.”  She told me and stood up. 

 

 

I followed her direction and watched as she pulled her shirt over her head and reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.  I watched as the bra slid down her arms and she sat it on the bed and then climbed on the bed laying down next to me.  She rolled onto her left side, and I rolled onto my right side to face her. 

She used her hand to guide me to her breast.  My mouth found her nipple and I began to gently suck on it, hearing her sigh. 

“Is this what you were thinking when you asked for it?”  She was still using her soft voice. 

I nodded again, not wanting to release her breast from my mouth.  Again, this was touching an emotional need or desire, not a physical one, and I wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.  I did wonder if I had just had an orgasm if I would also be getting turned on right now.

“I am glad I can make my little girly girl so happy.”  She said, using the almost baby talk tone. 

I wasn’t sure what to make about that comment.  I had never said anything about wanting to be treated like a girl, I just liked the girl diaper stuff.  I decided to focus on the contentment I was feeling and worry about that later.  At some point I drifted off to sleep.

I wasn't sure how long I had been asleep when I woke up.  I saw Judy's boobs in front of me and I lifted my head a little and began to suck on her nipple, again hearing her sigh as I did it.  I lifted my arm and set on her hip while continuing to gently suck.  I slowly slid my hand down her thigh moving it towards her crotch, at the same time I stopped sucking her nipple and began to circle it with my tongue. 

"Sweetums, stop please.  No sexy time with me when you are diapered, that is one of the rules." She said softly. 

I am happy to rub you and make you feel good but honestly, you wearing a diaper doesn't do it for me as far as getting my worked up, not even close.  Remember yesterday, I gave you a choice and picked this which is fine."  She sat up as she talked.

 I was processing what she said as she sat up and reached for her bra and put it in place followed by pulling her shirt back on.  She smiled down at me and I could see there was no anger or other emotion in what she was saying, it was just a fact.

“I need to go get the roast ready and in the oven.  You can let me know when you need your diaper changed again or I can just check it occasionally, whatever you prefer.  I was going to order some more since you have used about half of these already and I sure you will be using a few more soon.”  She announced over her shoulder as she walked out of the room.

I laid in the bed for a few minutes going over what had happened since she had come home.  I gone from content and happy in my diapers to shocked and angry when I found out she had told her sister about my kinks.  She had turned that around, using the idea of her sister diapering me and getting me off to turn me on and making me cum hard in my wet diaper.  We eventually ended up lying in bed together and I had felt so at ease I taken a nap, something I almost never do.

 The only bad thing I could think of was she had made it clear that when I choose to wear diapers it clearly meant that I would not be having sex with her.  We also hadn’t really clarified if she was serious or if she was just teasing me for arousal about her sister helping and participating with my diapers. 

Eventually I got up and moved to the family room.  I turned the TV on and found some golf to watch.  I heard Judy working in the kitchen and then moving around the house.  A couple times she walked through and just gave me a smile. 

She stopped her third time through and squeezed the front of my diaper then declaring.  “My Diaper Princess is just a little damp.”   

I realized that I barely remembered wetting my diaper.  My bladder had felt kind of full, so I had just peed in my diaper.  There had been no need to force it.  Just before we ate dinner, she checked me again.

“I think you got a couple more wettings left with this one.  If you want, I can change you one more time before bed.”  She told me.

“I don’t think I will want to be changed before bed.   I will probably just shower and go back to my regular sleep stuff then.”  I told her. 

I saw a slight pout come over her face.  “I think she should sleep in one of your diapers tonight.  I mean this all started because your brother wore them to bed.  Don’t you want to find out what that feels like?” 

“Uh… it did… and maybe but if I do that I can’t be in the same bed as you.”  I responded. 

“Yes… but it is just one night, and I will be right down the hall.”  She smiled at me.

She didn’t give me a chance to respond to that, getting up and going into the kitchen.  About thirty minutes later she announced that dinner was ready and on the table.  While we ate, I asked what her plans were for tomorrow and she said to sleep in a little and then run some errands plus have lunch with her sister who was also a teacher and had the day off.

I reminded her that I was working tomorrow.  Over the weekend, via group text, my company had agreed to work a few of the Monday holidays in exchange for having all of Thanksgiving week off and the week of Christmas off.  Thinking about that reminded me that it would be the first time working with Janice since confirming to her she overheard Judy catching me in diapers. 

We would have a quick one on one Teams meeting with Janice before a group Teams meeting or presentation immediately before lunch.  I was going to be curious about how Janice would react.  I was glad it wasn’t going to be in person, I am sure that would be way more uncomfortable. 

We cleaned the kitchen together after dinner and then watched some TV.  By now my diaper was soaked but I wanted to wait until right before bed before having Judy change me.  I saw her sneak some peaks at me and my diaper and could tell she was getting nervous about it leaking.  Her face also showed that she couldn’t believe I would want to wear a diaper that was this soaked.

“Okay, I am heading to bed.  Let’s get you out of your diaper, which I can’t believe hasn’t leaked yet, and ready for bed Sweetums.” Judy said right after ten o’clock. 

I clicked off the TV, stood up, and went and grabbed water bottles from the kitchen.  I brought her one out and her eyes were focused on my diaper as I walked towards her.  I could feel that it was sagging pretty badly. 

“If you are going to wet them that much wearing a onesie will definitely help.”  She chuckled.  “I have a little surprise for you in the kids room.” 

I still wasn’t sure I was happy about the idea of sleeping in the kids’ room and not in bed with Judy.  I reminded myself that she had been amazing about my diapers and really had only set up a few rules so I should accept them.  It was also true that seeing my brother diapered at night before bed is what had started my desire to wear a diaper. 

We went in the room and laying on the bed I saw I new sleep shirt.  It was the almost hot pink color that was predominant in my diapers.  There was a white lace around the edge and the front of it was covered in Disney Princess.  It looked like it belonged with the Disney comforter that was on Tammie’s bed. 

Judy stopped and pulled the comforter and sheet down, then went to grab a fresh diaper and the wipes.  I watched her ass as she walked away from me and was got to see her bend over and the yoga pants stretch even tighter over her butt as she pulled a diaper out.  When she turned around, she smiled at me knowing I had been looking at her. 

“Okay.  Hop up there so we can get you ready for bed.”  She directed me. 

She wasn’t using her baby voice, but the tone was soft and comforting and I followed her directions. I laid back and she sat on the edge and undid the tapes of the diaper I had on, pulling the front down.  Her face showed a mixture of surprise and maybe a little disgust as she realized just how wet the diaper was.  You could also faintly smell the aroma of pee. 

She pulled out several wipes and cleaned me.  She quickly did my penis which was good because the combination of looking at her butt, thinking about her diapering me, and touching me had caused some arousal.  Fortunately, she wasn’t making her normal comments, so I wasn’t getting totally hard. 

A touch of my knee made me lift my butt and she pulled the used diaper out from under me.  She carefully rolled it up, it looked like she was almost scared of rolling it too tightly and pee squeezing out of it.  She sat it on the end of the bed.

“Okay… now, let’s get you ready for bed okay.  Want to make sure the bed stays nice and dry while you sleep.”  She said as she slid the new diaper under me.

“This way if you have an accident while you are sleeping it won’t be a big deal, now will it.” She was still not using the baby tone but the same comforting one she had used before.

She pulled the tapes nice and tight.  “That should keep it from leaking if you have accident.” 

I suddenly realized what she was doing.  She was trying to give me the experience that my brother used to get when my mom would diaper him at bed time.  She had somehow made sharing my diaper experience into a reason to love her even more and I was again struck with how lucky I was. 

“Okay… you should be all set.  I will see you in the morning.  Sleep well.”  She said and leaned down and kissed my forehead. 

My heart was swelling, and we both smiled at each other.   She sat up and tucked the bedding around me.  She stepped back and winked at me and her smile changed to a strange grin. 

“Oh… almost forgot… my Diaper Princess needs her sleep shirt.”  She grabbed the sleep shirt from the bottom of the bed. 

I sat up and pushed the comforter down as Judy dropped the sleep shirt over my head and I stuck my arms through the sleeves.  She then reached down and lightly grasped the front of my diaper and rubbed it gently. 

“That matches your pretty pink girly diapers so perfectly.  Hope you have some fun dreams tonight.  Love you.”  She said quickly stepping away from the bed.

“I love you too.”  I said to her back as she moved out of the room turning the light off as she did.

I struggled a little to find a comfortable position in the bed.  The bulk between my legs and under my ass was very noticeable.   The sleep shirt she had bought me was also softer than the one she had leant me and as I felt it rub against my skin as I moved, I was surprised at how much I enjoyed it.

I was also thinking about how Judy had acted tonight.  She was definitely hitting my emotions with an attempt to recreate what my brother experienced as a bedwetter with the mom.  Then just before she walked out, she turned to teasing me about my girly diapers and lightly grabbed me through the diaper.  There was no doubt that has aroused me, and my penis was still straining against the diaper.

I woke up at some point in the middle of the night.  After some quick initial confusion of where I was, I realized that there was not a clock in the room, and I realized that I had left my phone in the family room.  I felt an urge to pee and as I rolled over to get out of bed to go to the bathroom, I felt my diaper between my legs.  It took a few seconds, but I was eventually able to wet it and then fall back asleep.  

I could see it was light outside when I woke up again, so I knew it was morning.  I was surprised that except for waking up briefly at one point I had slept pretty well.  I moved to get out of bed and a slight sense of satisfaction was felt feeling the diaper.  I also realized that Judy had been right, it had been nice to get a chance to sleep in it.  I did miss having her next to me when I woke up. 

I quietly left the room and slipped into the master bedroom.  I wanted to brush my teeth and my toothbrush was in here.  I thought I should consider getting a second one and putting it in the guest bath if I was going to do this again.  I saw Judy still sleeping soundly.  I always loved to see her asleep in bed, somehow even with her strewn all over the pillow she was still beautiful. 

When I stepped into the bathroom the first thing I saw way myself in the mirror.  I realized I was pretty excited to see the Disney Princess Sleep shirt and Pink Princesses diaper I was wearing.  While I was quietly brushing my teeth, I realized I was wetting my diaper at the same time.  I don’t know if I consciously had made the decision to start wetting it, I wondered for a second if I should be concerned about that. 

Last night Judy didn’t talk about what to do this morning about my diaper.  Did I need to wait until she woke up until I could take it off or would she just want to change me.  I had work things to do today including two Zoom meetings so I would at least need to change my shirt.  One of the meetings was with Janice and I had a quick thought that I wanted to be wearing a diaper during that.

I made coffee and decided on a bagel and yogurt for breakfast, along with a large glass of orange juice.  I kept listening to hear if Judy and woken up.  While I wasn’t as wet as I was before she changed me before going to bed last night, I was wet and I guess because I had been in the same diaper for so long it was sagging and uncomfortable as I moved around. 

I finished my breakfast and refilled my coffee before heading into the office. It was about eight thirty now. My zoom meeting with Janice was scheduled for nine thirty and then the whole group at ten.  I logged on and started to check my emails.  At nine o’clock I wet again, the first cup of coffee and the orange juice having made it through system. 

The diaper was uncomfortable now and I was honestly worried that it would leak if I had to wet it again.  I definitely didn’t want to be in this one while either of my meetings were going on.  I was just debating in my mind if I should remove it and take a quick shower in the guest bathroom when I heard noise in the kitchen. 

“Has your meeting started?”  Judy mouthed almost silent from the door after a lit knock on the open door. 

“No… Good morning.  How are you?”  I said in a normal voice. 

“How is your diaper.  You must be ready for a change.  Do you have time for one now?  Or do you want to go without one today?  Is your meeting going to be stressful?”  She asked, walking into the room with her coffee in hand. 

“It is soaked and uncomfortable.  Was going to take the day off from diapers but… what you just said, it might be nice to wear one at least during the meetings.”  I said, knowing I was lying just a little, but I sold wearing diapers to Judy a little on saying they reduced  my stress and anxiety.  I was actually more interested in continuing to wear a diaper because I would be chatting with Janice. 

“Okay… do you have time for me to change you before your meeting?  And remember, if I put fresh one on you this morning it means diapers until at least bedtime, understand?”  She responded.  There was a look in her eye that I didn’t really recognize seeing ever before. 

“Yes… and yes.”  I responded. 

“I will grab a new diaper and the wipes and be right back.  Uh… you aren’t going to wear that sleep shirt during the meeting, are you?”  She asked with a laugh. 

“Uh no… can you grab one of my polos also, please.”  I responded with a chuckle.

Judy set her coffee down and quickly left the room.  I realized I would be a little disappointed to remove the sleep shirt.  I liked how it felt a lot and also how it looked if I was honest.  I wondered what Janice’s reaction to seeing it would be.   I imagined her calling me a diaper princess like Judy did and was a little turned on.

It was nine fifteen when Judy returned to the room.  She had one of my diapers in one hand and a choral pink polo shirt in the other with the wipes tucked up her arm.  I got up from my desk chair and immediately laid down on the floor.  She draped my shirt over the chair and set the diaper and wipes on the floor and then took a big swig of her coffee. 

“Wow… this thing is pretty soaked.”  She said as she undid the tapes and opened the front of it. 

I didn’t say anything as she grabbed the wipes.  Her nose scrunched up as the aroma of my urine became evident.  I could smell it also. 

“Uh… when you go down on me after I pee… do I… is the smell of my pee this strong?”  She asked. 

“No… I think it is because it has been in the diaper for so long.  That is why the smell is so strong.”  I continued. “I can smell yours a little though when I do that, and honestly it is turn on.” 

“Uh… maybe we shouldn’t talk about that right now.  You are getting a little turned on and it is going to make getting this on a little difficult.”  She smiled at me.

She was working quickly to clean me and when she cleaned my balls and penis didn’t spend as much time as she normally did.  She set the wipes inside the used diaper and like last night gently rolled it up so it wouldn’t leak.  She did tuck my dick downward as she pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and taped me securely in my diaper. 

“All done Sweetums.  A nice fresh diaper for you.”  She smiled and stood up. 

I got up off the floor and grabbed the shirt off the floor and put it on.  It wasn’t lost to me that it was the pinkest polo shirt I owned, and I was sure she had picked it on purpose.  I looked down and saw that the pinks in my diaper didn’t match but I still had a lot of pink on. 

“Hope the meeting goes well.  Will you have a break before eleven thirty?  That is when I am leaving for my lunch with Jane.  I might be gone for awhile and remember no changing yourself!”  She said the last part with authority. 

“We should be done by the then, I hope.”  I said, a little nervous about Jane picking her up. 

I had forgotten they were going out together today when I told Judy I wanted to be diapered today.  I figured I would just stay in my office when she got here so she wouldn’t see me in the diaper. 

“Sorry I couldn’t give you a shirt that matched better, maybe I will buy you a new one when I am out?  You are still my pretty in pink Diaper Princess though.”  She laughed.

Then she grabbed her coffee cup and left my office before I could respond.  I looked at the clock, it was nine twenty seven so I quickly sat down and signed into Zoom.  Janice was already waiting for me when it opened. 

We exchanged some pleasantries and then reviewed the proposal and the presentation that she had put together for the group.  I was glad it didn’t seem awkward as we talked.  Like normal she was wearing a shirt that exposed her cleavage and I did feel a little stirring seeing that.  We both thought that the whole team would agree with us that we should make a strong bid on this proposal. 

We exited this meeting and right before ten o’clock logged into the Zoom meeting for the whole group.  Technically this would be Jack’s meeting to run since he would be the lead if we decided to go forward.  Judy stepped quietly into the room, making sure she stayed off camera, and topped my coffee off.  She also set a water bottle on my desk. 

This wasn’t an unusual thing for her to do but I couldn’t help wondering if for some reason she was trying to make sure I drank lots of fluids and would need to wet my diaper more frequently.  I smiled and nodded a thank you as everyone started to greet each other on the video meeting.  She gave me a wink and quick wave as she walked out. 

Janice did a great job with her presentation.  It was so good that I only had to interject a few times and they were all to support what she had said or provided to the group.  When she was done, I reached for my phone while the other members of the team started their discussion. 

‘Great job.’  I texted her.

This was pretty typical for us.  We would often text each other during this meeting so we could talk about or say things we didn’t want the others to hear. 

‘Thanks, and thanks for support and backup.’  She quickly sent back. 

I set my phone down but about five minutes later it vibrated.

‘Nice shirt.  Does it match anything else you are wearing.’  Janice had added a big smiling emoji. 

I was shocked to read that.  I was also a little turned on by her teasing.  I took a minute to decide how to respond. 

‘Yes.’  Was all I wrote. 

I had stopped focusing on the meeting and was now focused on the dots on my phone that showed Janice was typing something.  The reality was we were at the point where in my opinion people were talking to just to hear themselves talk and to feel like they had contributed.  The was no reason to not proceed with bidding on the project.  Janice knew this also. 

‘So, you have a pink diaper on now?  Why do you wear pink ones?  Is it wet?’  Janice sent.  She added a smiling emoji. 

I was torn about how to respond.  The fact was Janice knew I wore diapers, and she knew I had worn a pink one because she had heard what Judy said on Friday when she discovered me.  She also had told me she wouldn’t judge me and would keep my secret. 

My problem was I felt funny about sharing something that felt secretive and intimate with another woman, I wonder if it was almost a betrayal.  Part of the reason I felt that way because I had jerked off several times while thinking about Janice and looking at her picture while wearing a diaper.  I also wondered that since she knew and had promised her secrecy if I kind of owed it to her to answer her question. 

‘Yes.  I have a pink one on and it is a little wet.  I wear pink because for some reason it adds to the turn on of wearing and wetting them.’  I typed, took a deep breath and hit send.

She immediately responded. ‘I am sure pink diapers make you look cute.   How is Judy taking this?’ 

I was surprised to hear her say she thought the pink diapers made me look cute.  I wasn’t sure if I should tell her about Judy. 

‘Sorry… not really my business.  Honestly, I am just… I don’t know intrigued.  I dated a guy that had a panty fetish once.  He loved to wear the girliest panties he could get.  Not sure why but it was a little turn on for me also.’  She sent before I could respond. 

Fortunately, all the talking heads were finishing with their gabbing and we both need turn our attention back to the meeting so we did.  We assigned responsibilities and a timeline for putting together the full proposal and then moved on to follows up from previous projects.   We also set Wednesday for one of our twice monthly in person meetings. 

The meeting wrapped up right at eleven thirty and Judy walked into the office almost immediately after that.   She confirmed that I wasn’t on camera before she began to speak. 

“Jane is going to be here any minute to pick me up.  Do you need to be changed before I go?  I probably won’t be back for a couple hours.”  She asked. 

“Jane is coming here?”  I asked suddenly panicked. 

“Yes.  You knew we were going to lunch today, and she almost always come and picks me up.” Judy responded a little tersely. 

“I wasn’t thinking about that part of you all going to lunch together, honestly.  I don’t want her to see me like this.” I told her. 

“You don’t?  You sure liked the idea of her changing your diaper yesterday, and she offered to do it.”  She responded with a smile. 

“Uh… that was different.”  I said feeling my cheeks redden. 

“Hmm… so the idea was a turn on, but reality would be different?”  She seemed sincere as she continued.  “I think so far reality has been better than fantasy for you, hasn’t it.” 

“Yes… with you. For sure.”  I said quickly. 

“So why wouldn’t it be with her?”  She raised an eyebrow. 

“You would really let her change me?”  I asked surprised. 

“Yes… if you both wanted to do it.  Now do you need me to change you before I go?”  She said. 

“No… I am good. Thanks.”  I told her. 

I had only wet this diaper once and it wasn’t a very heavy one. I figured I would probably wet two more times before she got home in a few hours and I had grown to enjoy the feel of soggy diaper for a short period at least. 

Judy walked over and leaned down and kissed me on the lips.  It was somewhere in between romantic and compassionate.  As she walked over, I had noticed that her breasts looked prominent in the tight lavender blouse she was wearing.  When she turned and walked away her jeans were tight on her ass.  I felt a slight stirring in my groin as I appreciated how great her curves were. 

“Okay Sweetums, remember no changing yourself.  We will take care of it as soon as we get back.  Sorry you have to work today.”  She said slipping out the door. 

I heard her gather her purse in the kitchen and the front door open and close.  When I turned back to my lap top I realized she had used the word we when talking about changing me later.