Authentically Amy

PLEASE NOTE - this story contains adultery, submission/domination, and diapers.

Amy pulled into the garage late that night. She felt this incredible energy running through her. And a distinct sense of guilt and shame. She felt like wringing her hands. She shut off the car and sighed to let the tension out.

She was just about to enter the house when she remembered the diaper still taped around her waist. Can't have that. She pulled the diaper up, balled it up, and buried it in the trash under a few trash bags. It's not like James would be rooting around in the garbage. She retrieved her panties and put them on before going into the house.

"Hey babe, you're home late. Did you have fun?"

Amy felt a surge of guilt run straight through her core. She tried not to let it show. "Yes, I did. It was nice to hang out with the girls."

James was in the same spot that she had left him in, with the same book, but the dishes in the sink meant that he cooked. She walked into the living room and gave James a big smile. "So what did you do all night?"

James smiled and looked up from his book. "Ah, not much. You know I'm boring. I've just been reading."

"What did you have for dinner?"

"Just a grilled cheese."

How many pans do you need to make a grilled cheese? Amy wondered. Why can't you just clean while you cook? It's not that hard. Now I'll need to do those. Amy brushed that thought aside. She had something she'd rather do tonight.

She walked over to James and gently tugged the book out of his hands, setting it aside. She straddled him and kissed his face.

James laughed. "What was that for?"

Amy didn't respond. She kissed him on the lips. James kissed back and grabbed her around the waist. Amy pressed her body into his and kissed him harder.

"Wait wait wait." James said. "Let's not do this right now. I'm tired. Let's just go to bed."

"Come on," Amy whined. "It's been so long."

"I'm serious. Let's go to bed." James let his hands drop to his sides and stared at Amy expectantly. Amy tried kissing him again, but James didn't kiss back. "Come on babe...it's late."

"But tomorrow is Sunday."

"I don't care -- we need sleep."

Amy sighed. "Fine." She stood up and let James get up. He turned and walked upstairs and down the hallway and into their bedroom. Amy stood there for a moment, frozen. She looked at the door. She considered walking down the hallway to their bedroom and just going to sleep. She shook the thought out of her head. She wasn't having that. "I'll come to bed soon."

Why can't he just sleep with me. Most guys would kill for that.

Amy pulled out her phone and texted Rachel.

Amy: Hey, thank you again for tonight. It was so much fun and I'm really glad we did it.

Rachel: Awwww! I'm so glad you had fun. We really enjoyed it to. And -- I gotta say, I love that you wore a diaper. It feels like you're a part of the club now! No pressure to do anything more -- I just think it's so much fun that you tried it out.

Amy felt her heart flutter as she listened to Rachel talk about her. For a brief moment, the fantasy of having Rachel and Adam using her as a sex toy ran through her head again.

Amy: I'm thinking I MIGHT want to do a session with you and Adam. Would that be ok? Just to try it out.

Rachel: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

Rachel: I would love that!!!! No pressure. Just let me know when and I'll run it by Adam. I know he'll say yes though.

Amy: Alright -- I'm going to bed. Thank you again. You guys are fantastic.

Rachel: XOXO goodnight

Amy felt her face flush re-reading the texts. It felt forbidden -- but she couldn't stop herself from getting carried away with this. But she loved this. It was addictive.

Amy pulled up her web browser and pulled up on the forums that she had been scrolling through. After a few minutes of scrolling, she came across the post she was looking for: a recommendations for diapers. She clicked the link found some with a print that she liked -- white with little angels on them.

In the "recommended for you" section, there was a vibrator. She had never used one before. She had brought the idea to James before, but he was never interested. She added it to cart with the diapers.

She picked the fastest shipping option and pressed the buy button.

She immediately started to feel shame and regret. What if James was here when they came? That was ridiculous -- James never ordered packages and never even opened any. Even if he was here when it arrived, he would just hand her the box. Hopefully the packaging was discreet...

She checked the estimated delivery date and made a mental note to be home when the package came. She put her phone away and sat on the couch for a bit. She heard James snoring upstairs.

Amy got up and started washing the dishes that he had left in the sink. She washed them one by one and put them away. That was done. Amy headed upstairs and pulled off her dress. She didn't even bother with PJs. Soon, she was fast asleep next to James.

The next few days passed without event. Amy hadn't reached back out to Rachel, but the events of the previous night was still on her mind. She honestly could not stop thinking about it. She wondered what a session with Adam and Rachel would look like. Would she be in a diaper? She hoped so. She couldn't stop picturing what it would be like to be in a diaper in front of them. Her and Rachel in matching onesies and diapers playing in the living room. She pictured Adam in front of the TV watching his shows while they played on the floor. The thought was so weird, but it was so fun. She imagined feeling like a little girl again -- mentally regressed to a time before all her adult problems materialized. Feeling free...and safe.

She wondered if she would be willing to let Rachel or Adam change her. The thought of either of them -- especially Adam -- changing her made her blush. She really wanted try this. Amy was snapped back to reality when her phone buzzed with an alert. The package had been left on her porch. It was THE package -- the one she had been waiting for.

She had to get to it. She rushed to the door and grabbed the package. She closed the door and took a deep breath. She was actually going to do this.

Amy walked into her bedroom and ripped open the box. She tore open the package of diapers and pulled one out. She looked it over. The print was really cute. She set it aside. Her hand reached back into the box and she pulled out the vibrator. She turned it on. She was a bit taken aback by how loud it was. She turned it off and set it on the bed.

She was doing it. Actually doing it.

She unfolded the diaper and placed it gently on the bed. She picked up the vibrator and turned it over -- looking at it. It was small. It easily fit in the palm of her hand. It was vaguely bean shaped, but tapered in the middle and was flatter on the top and bottom. There were three buttons for speeding up, slowing down, and changing the pattern.

Amy had never used a vibrator before -- even when masturbating. James was her first and only boyfriend. She had floated the idea of using sex toys to spice things up, and he reacted like she was trying to replace him in the bedroom.

James and Amy had never really discussed masturbation...so it wasn't explicitly off limits. Amy had suspicions that James took longer showers to get himself off. And she really didn't have a problem with that. Why would he have a problem with her jerking off on occasion? And why would the fact that she would be using a piece of rubber and plastic to help matter?

Why did she overthink it this much?

Amy peeled off her clothes, took a breath, and put the diaper on. She secured the adhesive tabs and stood in front of the mirror. She was wearing an adult diaper. She was really doing it. And...she kinda looked cute.

Amy turned on the vibrator and gently rubbed it against the outside of the diaper. It felt good, but wasn't doing much for her. She pulled her diaper to the side and rubbed it against her pussy, quickly finding her clit. It felt great.

She could not believe she had not tried this before. The sensations were so intense -- she hadn't been this turned on since college. She started moving the vibrator in little circles over her clit. Her knees started shaking. She felt that familiar tension rising inside of her. She was going to cum.

But she couldn't take it. She felt her guilt and shame boil over. She threw the vibrator on the bed and ran to the closet.

She grabbed some wipes and cleaned herself off. The cool wipes got rid of any remaining desire Amy had. She yanked the tapes off the diaper and let it fall to the ground. She couldn't believe she had done that. This was too much.

Amy pulled her clothes back on quickly and moved to bury the evidence of her sins. The used diaper was wadded up and stuffed in the trash, under some trash bags with the Pampers diaper from the night before. The vibrator was stuck in a box at the top of her closet where no one was going to stumble on it.

The last thing to go was the package of diapers. What on earth was she going to do with these? She could throw them away -- but that felt like a massive waste. She was half-tempted to stick them in the basement. No....it's not right. You've got to get rid of them.

She stuffed them in the trash can in the garage with the used diapers.

Actually...there was one more thing, and it was going to be the hardest thing to get rid of. Amy picked up her phone and texted Rachel.

Amy: Hey guys -- I don't think I can go through with it. I don't think it's a good idea.

Rachel: What? Why not?

Amy: It just doesn't feel right. I shouldn't be doing this. I think you guys are great, but I can't do it.

Rachel: Oh. I totally understand. No pressure. I was just excited to have someone new to play with.

Amy: Sorry to disappoint you.

Rachel: It's no problem! I understand. Just know that you're welcome to come back anytime. No pressure. You can decide later if you want to or not. Either way is ok. We're still here for you. Let me know if you need anything or have any questions. Ok?

Amy: Ok. I appreciate it. Thanks.

Rachel: No problem. Let me know. Bye!

Amy looked down and felt a pang of sadness. She had really wanted to do it. She really did. But she just couldn't. It wasn't right. She knew that James wouldn't approve, and this was not who she was. She needed to accept that.

That evening, Amy poured herself a glass of wine and relaxed on the couch. James was going to be working late again. He told her not to wait up. This was her life and she needed to be happy with it. This was just who she was, and that was ok.

She felt her phone vibrate. It was Rachel again. Amy considered ignoring it, but curiosity overcame her.

Rachel: Hey I've been thinking... I know you said you wanted to learn more about diaper fetishes. But that doesn't mean you have to wear. Adam and I have been talking and we really want to try having you be a babysitter instead. You could watch me, and Adam would be my "daddy." I think this could really help you explore. You get to see what it's like, but don't need to go too far down the rabbit hole. It would be really fun and low pressure. What do you think?

Amy started to type and then erased her message. She typed and erased again. She started to feel anxious. She wanted to say yes, but she couldn't.

Amy: IDK -- I'll let you know.

Rachel: Of course! No pressure at all. It's up to you. You can even do both and be in a diaper too, if you want. Let me know when you're ready. We're here to help.

Amy didn't want to reply. She felt herself getting excited again. She took a sip of wine. She would think about it tomorrow.

She finished the bottle of wine and fell asleep on the couch again. She was awoken by James shaking her awake. She opened her eyes. It was morning. She looked up at James.

"Good morning," he said. "I need to get to the office. Do I need to run to the store after work?"

Amy sat up and rubbed her eyes. "No, I don't think so. What time is it?"

"About 6:00 am."

James stood there looking at Amy. Amy realized she was in just a bra and panties. She pulled the blanket around her and stood up. James looked away. She was embarrassed. Why was she so embarrassed? He was her husband. But she was not going to let that stop her. She took the blanket off and put a hand on James' shoulder and kissed him.

"Good morning, babe," she said, looking into his eyes. She kissed him again. James kissed back. Amy put her arms around his neck and kissed him harder. She let one hand wander down his back and moved around front to his dick.

Amy could feel his dick grow harder and harder under his pants. She broke the kiss and took his hand.

"Come on, baby. Let's go upstairs," she said. James just stared at her. He didn't move. "Come on. Let's do it." Amy took his hand and tried to turn. James caught her and turned her back. He pulled her closer and kissed her deeply.

"I'm sorry babe... I gotta got to work."

"No, you don't! You can wait half an hour. It's six in the morning."

"Sorry babe!" James turned and walked to the garage door. Amy stood in shock. He couldn't be serious. What the fuck was happening? She grabbed her blanket and walked to her bedroom. She slammed the door behind her.

Amy crawled into bed and buried her face and screamed into the pillows. It was all too much. She hated this. She hated that she was so horny all the time. She hated James because he wasn't interested in her. She hated that he was so cold. She hated that it had been weeks -- no, months -- since she had cum. She hated everything.

Amy cried softly into her pillow until she fell back asleep.

Amy woke back up at 8:30. She was still angry, and still horny. Something inside her clicked. She was going to enjoy herself.

Amy went down to the garage and retrieved the package of diapers. She turned them over in her hands and examined the packaging to make sure there was nothing gross on them. They were a little crushed, but clean.

She but the package in a bin in the basement and pulled fresh a diaper out from its new hiding place. She went back upstairs to her closet and grabbed the vibrator. She stripped out of her bra and panties and taped up the diaper. She crawled into her bed and pressed the vibrator against her diapered pussy, turning it up as high as it could go. She would finish what she started.

It look a little while for her to find the just the right spot, but when she did, it was magical. The whole diaper felt like it was alive. Her legs began to shake a little, as she rode wave after wave of pleasure.

The guilt she had felt had been replaced by rage. She pressed the vibrator against her harder, and faster. She started moving her hips and grinding against her hand. And the feelings kept building, slowly.

And then she felt the release, deep inside of her. In a part of her body she had almost forgotten about. She squirted into her diaper and squeezed her legs together, riding the high all the way down.

Her eyes fluttered open and she sank back into the pillows -- finally content. It took her a few minutes to catch her breath. She could begin to feel that guilt creeping back, but she stuffed it down. She was mad. And she wasn't going to let her shame get in the way this time.

Amy pulled open the diaper and applied the vibrator directly to her pussy. Her legs spasmed -- she hadn't realized just how powerful this little guy was yet. She moaned and her lips quivered as the vibrator went to town on her clit. She started moving it in little circle, getting faster and faster.

This was even better than over the diaper. She felt her second orgasm coming, and she felt her free hand ball into a tight fist as it hit her like a truck. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh..." she breathed.

That one was satisfying. Amy tossed the vibrator to the side. She would do this again. She was not going to deny herself this kind of pleasure ever again.

Amy pulled herself up out of bed and retaped the diaper. It was warm and wet. She threw a robe on.

"Fuck it," Amy whispered to herself. "I'm going to do it."

She texted Rachel.

Amy: Hey Rachel. I want to do it. I'm in, just let me know when and where.

Rachel: Seriously?!? OMG!!!!!!!

Amy: Yes.

Rachel: Awesome. We'll be at home tonight at 7 if you want to come by. Let me know if that works.

Amy: That works! I'll be there.

Rachel: Great! See you then. Dress however you want -- casual, lingerie, formal...diaper whatever you want lol

Amy: Ok. Bye!

Rachel: Bye!

Amy smiled to herself. It was finally happening. Really happening. She was going through with it. She took a long shower and then disposed of the evidence of her play session. She pulled out her phone and re-read the texts. They gave her a warm, tingling feeling.

She texted James.

Amy: Hey, just a heads up, I've got plans with a girl from girls night tonight, I won't be back until late.

James: No worries. I'll be working late anyway. You might beat me home. Have fun!

Amy stood in front of her dresser. She looked around. She wanted to pick an outfit. Something sexy, but not too sexy. She picked up a pair of pink lacy panties. She felt conflicted. She didn't want to disappoint Rachel, but she also wasn't sure she was ready to wear in front of people she barely knew -- even if she kept the rest of her clothes on the entire time.

Amy slipped the panties on and grabbed a bra. She thought about wearing something more sexy, like a bralette or a corset, but she didn't know Adam that well. She would keep her lingerie to herself. A simple blouse and jeans combo would be good enough tonight.

Amy texted Rachel that she was on her way and left the house. On the way, she felt a feeling of regret creeping up on her. She was not in a diaper. Rachel had asked her to wear one, and she was not going to. She didn't know why she didn't want to, but she just didn't. Maybe Rachel would have an extra, she thought. She quickly pushed the thought away and focused on the road. She was not wearing a diaper. That was final.

Amy arrived and pulled into Rachel and Adam's driveway. She could see a few lights on in the house. It was a cute house. A little secluded, and very private, but very cute.

She parked and got out. She walked up to the door. Her anxiety started to creep in. She didn't know what was about to happen. She didn't really know Adam very well. This was a huge leap of faith.

Amy raised her hand to knock on the door, but it opened before she even had the chance. Adam stood in the doorway.

"Hey there! Come on in!" Adam said cheerfully. Amy smiled and stepped inside. Adam shut the door behind them and gestured towards the living room.

"Come on in! Rachel's waiting for you," he said. Amy walked through the foyer and into the living room. Rachel was sitting on a couch watching TV. She was wearing a pink onesie. She smiled when she saw Amy and waved. Amy felt herself relax a bit. Rachel smiled.

"You made it! I'm so glad you came!" Rachel said. Rachel jumped up and hugged Amy. "Thank you for doing this!" she whispered.

Amy smiled and hugged her back. She felt Adam's hands on her shoulders. She turned around. Adam smiled and hugged her too. It felt like she was being welcomed into the family.

Rachel walked back over to the couch and sat down. Amy sat down next to her. Adam sat down in a chair across the room. Amy looked at Rachel. She was adorable. Her pink onesie had a little frill around the sleeves and was short sleeved with a scoop neck. It looked so cute. Her brown hair was done up in pigtails. Amy felt a rush of warmth when she saw the bulge of her diaper under the onesie.

Amy turned to look at Adam. He was wearing jeans and a button-down shirt. He looked handsome, but not overly so. He looked very fatherly. Amy smiled at him. He smiled back. Rachel grabbed a teddy bear from the couch and cuddled it. She looked at Amy with a big smile.