I had him now ,we had only been married for five years and there he was bouncing in a baby bouncer his feet just touching the ground before he bounced up again. His pink dummy in his mouth which he dare not stop sucking on.

His youngest sister had dressed him this morning. She had dressed him as always in a thick cloth nappy so thick when walking he had to waddle but if crawling his thick bum stood proud. he had pink plastic pants on and although I could not see I knew they were the ones with the ruffles on his behind. His pink skirt had ridded up but it was short anyway with puffy short sleeves and embroidery across the chest. His dress was wet where he had dribbled and where his bib should have been. He did not look happy so I guess he was either wet or messy.

What a change from the first time we started going out, we were both young and some what innocent. We had dated after leaving school. I had met him because I had met his sisters.

I knew they were raised by their Aunty as they had lost their parents in a train crash. He had an older sister Kate and a younger one called Emely. They were all pretty close and sure were different from my family. I think it stemmed from the Auntie who was always fun to be around she said she was the last hippie left. We lived in the same street which was made up with big houses with big lawns.

My mum and Dad set me up in business firstly importing young women's clothes  but after about a year I teamed up with Kate and we set up a small warehouse and started making designer clothes for teenage girls. It took off and we now employ quite a few women mainly sewing and making the clothes.

All this and I managed to get pregnant to Michael which did put a spanner in the works. We decided to get married both very young and green. I lost the baby just before we got married but we both were in love and decided to go ahead with the wedding.  Michael was great loving and caring but could not decide what he wanted to do as a career. He had trouble making decisions and slowly I took control not that I wanted too but because he sort of liked being told what to do.

Our sex life was great at first , an adventure we tried lots of things to try and keep us going. It was not until I found out I got off on dominating him and he sort of moved into the submissive roll.  Michael must have liked it as one year for my birthday he brought me some leather gear complete with leather boots and riding crop. I was taken back by it at first but I sure liked dressing up and playing the part as mistress. But all this was happening as Michael was yet again out of work and the business was going through the roof. His sister Kate was great to work with and we shared everything and I mean everything . She said a lot of the trouble with her brother was losing his parents and being in a house hold with three women. Although his Auntie was great and loving she was thrown into the job after the train smash and really did not have a clue how boys wanted to be boys.

Anyway that's the background lets get back to baby Michael which all happened about two years ago. His sister Emily was staying with us on her break from uni. I was working with Kate all was going well when Emily turned up at our factory and asked if we could go for lunch. Now I thought well she at last wants to tell me that she is a lesbian because I could tell she was. She was not butch but her girlfriends always seemed to follow her around and she would hold hands with them and as a women you can just sort of sense it.  Anyway we went to lunch and she said she had borrowed Michaels laptop and stumbled as she put it some weird stuff on it . Mainly containing many stories about men being dressed and treated as babies and asked if I knew anything about it. Well that blew me away and I asked how she had got passed his pass word . She said Michael gave it to her and she found it in the history files. I asked if there was any pictures on it and she said no there wasn't but they are easy to get rid off .

I didn't sort of have a view on it as it was all new to me. It didn't upset me but as I said to Emily well the worlds not black and white people are all different and like different things. About a week after she had told me I had looked up infantilism on the nett with Emily's help. I ended up telling Kate his ollder sister who was as shocked as me. We all met at Michaels Aunties place and told her also.

 She was great and said   well its not the end of the world and people have different  fantasies and it was not the weirdest one she had heard off and it was doing no one any harm. She asked me how I felt about it and I said I was surprise and disappointed that he had not confided in me as I would have included it in our role play. Poor Emily nearly fell of her chair when I said that and looked at me strange. She started to go off about what sort of wife was I when her Auntie came to my rescue. She said to Emily to get off her hi horse and that don't you think its about time you came out of the closet. Well that was it the flood gates had opened and we were all getting pretty heated . Then after Emily's  sobbed into her Aunties arms and owned up that she was not a full lesbian but she was bi. Well Kate suggested that the meeting should be kept from Michael and of what we knew. So we did but I had to find away of introducing it into our love play as I was getting quite damp thinking of ways of humiliating Michael as a baby .