From impala@erols.com Sat Apr 05 08:23:15 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!howland.erols.net!feed1.news.erols.com!news From: "Impala" <impala@erols.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg Subject: REPOST JOYCE Date: 5 Apr 1997 13:23:15 GMT Organization: Erol's Internet Services Lines: 1960 Message-ID: <01bc41c5$1a556ca0$1d0960cf@impala.erols.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: lxp-as1s29.erols.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Received-On: 5 Apr 1997 13:23:15 GMT X-Newsreader: Microsoft Internet News 4.70.1155 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="Joy1.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: Joy1.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="Joy1.txt" Joyce's Lesbian EncounterSometime, Spring 1990by Ms Joyce Devries copy 1996 Ms. Joyce DevriesBack in 1990, I placed an ad in the local = newspaperposing as a woman that was lonely and wanted people that were = into "phone fun", well I got hundreds of letters from men and three from = women. I got to know one woman quite well and started calling her on a = regular basis. She was under the impression I was Bi with a liv-in = girlfriend "Cheryle" and we talked for hours, sometimes while she gave = her boyfriend head or while she was being licked by him, it was quite = exciting.<p>Well, it came to a point were she wanted to know if I wanted = to go out for lunch with her. Well, I decided to have her pick me up (I = told her my car was being serviced), and I accepted her invitation. I = decided to dress the perfect part of a secretary leaving the office = (something I told her I was) and decided on my light brown suede skirt, = red turtleneck sweater, and low red heels. My makeup was perfect as she = picked me up, I was very nervous, yet extremely excited as slipped into = her car, this was the first point we met face to face, she was skinny, = no tits, nice waist and a cute face. She drove us to lunch and she was = very polite, and thought of me as nothing but a bi-sexual woman that was = hot for her. We talked for a long time and we both made trips to the = bathroom, the last time kissing woman to woman, it was quite exciting. = She complimented me several times on my figure and loved the perfume I = was wearing, it was the ultimate high of my female life. We held hands = as she drove me home and kissed passionately in the driveway as she = dropped me off, I did not invite her in but said goodbye.<p>Two weeks = later, I faked another day off and met her again for lunch, this time = she brought her boyfriend who wanted to see me make it with his = girlfriend. Well, you might ask, "what?, are you totally nuts!", well I = had a plan and that was to convince Irene, the other woman, that I was = really sick with my period and did not want to be touched, but would = love to service her and her boyfriend. This time I dressed in a white = turtleneck, long flared jean skirt and high white pumps. My makeup was = light and once again my makeup was perfect and I felt very feminine. She = arrived right on the appointed time and she came to the door and = immediately complimented me on my look and said, "you always dress so = pretty, I like that", I sure was turned on at that point. We then met = her boyfriend, he was nothing special, but very nice. Oh yes, she was = not the kind of girl that liked skirts or dresses, we discussed this at = length, and I told her why I liked skirts, it was quite the experience, = anyway, she was wearing leather pants and black flats, with little or no = makeup on.<p> The lunch was very nice and her boyfriend picked up the = tab, we basically discussed meaningless things and Irene and I went to = the washroom twice, on the final time kissing, with another woman in one = of the stalls!, I hope she heard our embrace, it was quite comical as we = just finshed touching up our lipstick, of course there we were back at = the mirror doing it again, what a thrill!!!.<p>The drive back to the = house was nerve racking, now you might ask, what were you going to do?. = Well basically my plan was fro me to do all the work and have my phone = mates benefit from my efforts, I hoped that would happen. Well as we = arrived at the house, Irene and I went hand and hand to the washroom, to = "freshen up", it was quite exciting. When we came downstairs there was = Irene's boyfriend waiting for us, and after sipping wine, I was asked by = her boyfriend if I was ready to make it with Irene, which I was. I = motioned for Irene to join me on the loveseat and proceeded to watch her = take off her top and expose her non-existant breasts, and slipped out of = her leather pants and exposed a lovely pair of black panties. when she = was naked, I was encouraged to suck her breasts and fondle her bald = pussy, I was in lesbian heaven!!. Eventually I ended up sucking her = pussy and that is when this got ugly, you see her boyfriend came over = and wanted to touch my pussy, but my resistance to that, gave me away, = but to my surprise they already were slightly suspicious, and the = afternoon ended quickly. I was lucky I didn't get myself beat up by her = boyfriend. They were good about the whole thing and left, both kissing = me on the lips.<p>To say the least, I am lucky to be alive today, and = have vowedto never let that happen again!. copy 1996 Joyce Devries ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="Joy2.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: Joy2.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="Joy2.txt" Joyce's Special Formal DateJoyce's Special FORMAL Date<p>by Ms Joyce = DevriesMarch 26th, 1994copy 1996 Ms. Joyce Devries The time had come, my close friend Steve, had offered a few months ago = to escort me on a date of a lifetime, to date me formally, with he as = the man, and me as the woman, both of us dressed up for a formal = Saturday night out to a formal occasion, and on Saturday March 26th, it = happened.<p> At first, Steve and I were to be dating as a platonic male = and female, but recent get togethers had changed that immensely. = Firstly, Steve posed as my photographer, with the time being the first = we had ever got together, and I ended up, as planned before the meeting, = posing in some of my intimate lingerie, and allowing Steve to see a = sensuous side of me, but originally no contact physically, but = emotionally, things changed.<p> The next meeting was a "warm-up" to the = big date, and that was on February 18th, and had Steve escorting me out = on an informal date to a couple of bridal stores, and as things = developed towards that date, it worked out that Steve was to assist in a = great way to buy my formal dress for the big formal date. As that date = progressed, something clicked, and that changed the fate of what was to = transpire for the big date on the 26th of March, and it was basically = that Steve and I got "physical" as far as kissing and holding hands. I = was now comfortable with him, reacting a a woman, and accepting his male = advances. The whole day ended very erotically and set the big date up = for an occasion that would not only have the experience as me as the = woman, allowing myself to be seduced as only a woman could, but to = experience the acceptance of a complete woman.<p> So the big date = arrived, my outfit was all picked out, right from my lingerie, to my = dress, to my jewelry. The dress that Steve had got me was tried on at = least 10 times, and my whole look checked out, the look was very pretty = and sexy, yet at the same time sophisticated and elegant. The dress was = not the only new thing that was purchased for the date, but so many = other little things were bought to make the outfit perfect.<p> I decided = to nap in the afternoon, as dinner was set for 8:15pm, and we were = planning on taking our sweet time so when the evening ended up it could = have been as late as early Sunday morning. Around 5pm, I shed any "male" = things that I had on and started the ritual of making myself into a = beautiful and elegant woman. I made sure that all of my exposed skin = area was very smooth and clean, and made sure that all of my body = appeared to be feminine, smooth and sexy.<p> As soon as I was sure that = perfect, I donned a low back-cut strapless bra, the same one that I wore = under my wedding dress. I thought for a long time over which panties to = wear, and then decided that even though I had several more elegant and = lacy panties, I chose my first ever pair of panties, red satin with lace = trim on the edges. After a girdle for extra protection, I slipped on a = very silky and sexy pair of "French Linen" pantyhose, and I made sure = that nothing would ruin them and took care in wearing a pair of satin = gloves to put them on. Once into my pantyhose, I slipped into my pink = satin dressing gown, and a very comfortable pair of low black heels, and = made my way to my makeup mirror for the next stage.<p> The makeup = application was also very special, after my foundation application, I = decided to do my eyes more dark and dramatic for the evening lighting. = So with that, my lower lids were a dark rich blue colour, and the upper = lids with a darker richer pink than what I am used to, and the = highlighter, a dark charcoal colour. The eyeliner was the thing that = added the dramatic flare, instead of making sure things were only a = little line around the eyes, I strayed past that point to further = accentuate my eyes, and when I was done, I had to sit back a bit and = admire how sexy and hot they made me look!. The blush was a dark rose = colour and carefully applied, it was rich and very pretty when I was = done, not too dark, but rich and sexy. The lipstick was another more = dramatic highlight, with not only my favorite dark pinkish red lipstick, = but I used another lipstick, deep dark red, and very glossy to add just = that little bit extra. Before I slipped into the rest of my outfit, I = spritzed myself both on the nape of my neck, but my wrists and ankles = with "Halston's" perfume, and I knew that this would drive Steve crazy. = The last thing I did with regards to makeup was to apply my darkest and = richest red nail colour, it matched perfectly with the lipstick and set = my look off even more.<p> The dress I was going to be slipping into was = a little bit restraining and so I would ruin anything by stretching too = far, I decided to get everything else on at this stage, except for my = heels. I donned a pretty little new anklet on my right ankle, it was a = fine gold chain and on the outside of my ankle was a pair of tiny = hearts, and it made my legs look very dainty. Next was my new necklace, = fake diamonds, yet classy and pretty, with that, matching earrings and a = bracelet that I put on my right arm. I decided to don only a small = little charm bracelet on my left wrist, as I had a funny feeling when I = met my date at the door, he would have his own ideas of what should be = on that wrist. With all of that on, I was ready to get into my dress, = but first, I made sure that everything else was ready to go, and waited = for the call from Steve before I got into my dress and heels.<p> I was = just packing my black patent clutch purse when the phone rang, it was = Steve, and he was only a few blocks away, I asked him to give me exactly = 5 minutes more, and then come and get me. After hanging up the phone, I = slipped out of my low black heels and then took the wonderful dress off = the hook and unzipped it, and slipped into it, doing it all the way up = the back. After slipping into my heels, I looked into my full length = mirror, and even I had to gasp a little, as I saw myself with my entire = ensemble on for the first time, everything, makeup, jewelry, dress and = heels, I knew I looked and felt very feminine and sexy, and here is what = I saw;<p> From top to bottom, my hair was brushed softly around my face, = and my ears had on a pair of glittery short diamond like earrings with a = red jewel in the middle of the earring. My makeup was perfect, sexy, yet = sultry and sexy, definitely one of the best jobs I think I have ever = done, my lips looked like they were dying to be kissed. Moving down, my = necklace, matching the earrings with a broach at the bottom of the = chain, oval shaped with a red jewel in the middle of it, and the = necklace falling only an inch or so from my cleavage. Finally the dress, = one that was very elegant, and like I said, sexy, it was red velvet, = form fitting, and a skirt just below the knees, and slit just offset = from the front of the dress to the thigh (very sexy), the most exciting = part of the dress was the fact that is was almost off the shoulder in = style with a cut just above my cleavage in the front, and a deep cut in = the back just above my low cut bra. The shoulders of the dress are = slightly "puffed" out to help with the illusion of a slimmer figure. = Moving further down, my pantyhose were very silky and sexy, and were = slightly coloured, very pretty, my right ankle was adorned with a tiny = gold chain and tiny hearts, and finally my heels, 4 inch comfortable = black patent, with fashion clips that featured diamond squares to accent = the other jewelry. Like I said, the look in the mirror caused me to have = a second and third look, and I am sure Steve would have the same = reaction.<p> I recently read in a Glamour magazine article with regards = to dressing for evening wear, and those thoughts echoed in my mind as I = stared at myself in the mirror. Those thoughts included, "making sure = everything was special, and remember the dress is extra special, so = should your accessories", ensure nothing was "ordinary", and as I stared = at my hose, jewelry, heels, and makeup, I knew that I had done just = that.<p> I then went to the downstairs kitchen, staring out the window = waiting for my date Steve to arrive..........................<p> Steve = arrived a few minutes later and after letting him into our automatic = garage, I scurried upstairs to wait for Steve to come into the house and = greet me for the first time. I heard Steve walk through the garage port = door and up the stairs and once the upstairs door was opened, there was = Steve, dressed in a suit and tie, and offering me a beautiful wrist = corsage. Steve looked me in the eyes and we stared at each other with = initial nervousness, and had a cordial first meeting. Steve looked me up = and down and complimented me on my appearance and I felt so special that = he appreciated all of the effort that I took.<p> Since I had some last = minute things to do, Steve sat for a moment, and when all was ready, he = draped my winter coat over my shoulders and opened the door for me = leading to the garage and escorted me to his car, were he opened the = door for me and drove to the restaurant in a nearby town, and all the = way he was the perfect gentleman, and we shared idle conversation, and = he made subtle comments about my look that made me feel so good. I must = say that even though the drive was rather quiet, the energy of the date = and the evening was there. Steve had set the dinner date for 8:15pm, and = he picked me up at 7:15pm, allowing us time to drive to the restaurant = and spend some quiet time in the bar before being seated for dinner.<p> = Steve parked the car at the restaurant and swung himself around to my = side of the car to open the door for me, and I discovered how = restrictive the dress I was wearing was, I managed to stand up and gave = Steve a thankful kiss for the first time of the evening, not long and = lingering, but short and sweet. Because of the corsage that I was = wearing, I did not have my coat done up, but rather draped over my = shoulders, leaving the front part of my outfit open to the cold March = winds, and thank heavens the walk to the door was not that far.<p> Once = inside, Steve was the perfect gentleman and took my coat off my = shoulders and handed it to the coat check. The usher at the door was = dressed in a tux and looked very handsome, I could tell by the "mood" of = the restaurant that Steve had found the perfect place for a formal = dinner, and I looked perfect. Steve took control of the situation and = informed the Usher that we would not be seated right away, but rather we = would be sitting in the lounge a few minutes before being seated. We = entered the dimly lit lounge to a romantic table were a candle was = lighting the area around the table, providing a wonderful mood.<p> Once = seated at the table, I informed Steve of my choice in drinks, a "sling" = for me, and I asked Steve to ask our waiter for the ladies room, and = after informing me were it was, I took a walk, making sure to walk = slowly and seductively, hoping that Steve was watching. I loved the walk = to the washroom, looking around the restaurant, seeing what all of the = other women were wearing, and feeling special in how I looked and felt. = I entered the washroom, and found that it contained only two stalls and = both of them were occupied, and the strange thing was that the one stall = that I approached, I saw the bottom side of a pair of high heeled shoes, = and I heard the sounds of a woman being ill in the stall, and the other = was occupied by another woman that was talking to the one being ill. = Well, the whole situation was a little uncomfortable, so I moved to the = large mirror and check my lipstick, and left to rejoin Steve at the = table in the lounge. Steve and I chatted for a while, held hands and = eventually, Steve informed our waiter that we were ready to be seated, = and in a few minutes the Usher came over and escorted us to a very = romantic and quiet place in this already romantic restaurant.<p> Dinner = was filled with subtle teases by both Steve and I, back and forth. I = teased Steve by playing "footsies" with him, and watching the expression = on his face, and also by playing with the straw in my drink with the tip = of my tongue. Steve on the other hand made suggestions about what to do = after dinner, and these included walks, maybe dancing, etc., but nothing = that would indicate what was to happen in the very near future.<p> = Following dinner I took a final trip to the ladies room, were I at least = had a chance to use one of the stalls, and afterwards made my way to the = large mirror in the ladies room, and put on a fresh coat of lipstick. I = looked myself over and knew that now dinner was over that the most = interesting part of the evening was going to take place.<p> After an = after dinner drink in the lounge, Steve took the lead once again and = retrieved my coat from the coat check and helped me slip it on, and = escorted me out to the car, and as it was going in, the wind cut right = through me.<p> After dinner, Steve took us down to a nearby harbor to = take a stroll down by the water, just like we had talked about so many = times before. The drive there was very special, as Steve started to take = the next step in seducing me, and before I knew it, his hand found it's = way to the inside of my thigh, and I started to get chills up and down = my spine, and I leaned back in seat and enjoyed the caressing of my = silky and sexy legs, causing me to close my eyes and bite my lower lip. = Once at the harbor, Steve came around and opened the door for me, but = once again, the cold was a little too overwhelming, and the walk around = the harbor, was short lived and ended only with a few light kisses.<p> = Steve then drove along the lake, on a road that was not a major freeway = and could allow the drive back to the house to be as long as possible. = The drive got a little hotter as Steve continued to rub and tease my = inner thigh, and all the time complimenting me on my look and that = turned me on even more. On the way back to the house, I noticed a nice = quiet area to park at, right next to the lake, overlooking the skyline = of a major city, it was quiet, and very romantic looking.<p> Once = "parked", Steve and I looked at each other, and before I knew it, = Steve's lips were against mine, and the kissing was not light and = cordial, but rather deeper and more passionate. The pace of our kissing = grew very rapidly, and before long I felt Steve's hands rubbing my = breasts and I could hear him groaning and shifting in his seat. We kept = on kissing and kissing, more and more passionately, and before long I = could not resist, and found my own hands drifting over Steve's body and = eventually I started investigating why he was shifting in his seat, and = found my hands moving over a rather large bulge in his pants, and at = that exact moment I knew that I was responsible for that bulge. My = dress, the silky pantyhose, the high heels, the makeup, the perfume, and = my demure all were responsible, and I knew that I was the one that = started the events that lead to the bulge, and knew that the time was = right for me to cross over the line that I had always dreamed about, and = found it only very feminine and natural to explore the bulge without the = obstacle of pants and underwear.<p> Steve and I continued our deep and = passionate necking, as my hands explored the front of his pants, and I = found his belt easily and with some effort, undid it, and then the top = button on his pants was another matter, and with a little help, it was = undone, all the while Steve and I were necking.<p> The next thing that = happened was only feminine and natural, all the while kissing Steve, my = hand found it's way to Steve's now erect member and I held it in my = right hand, and found myself hearing Steve's groans of passion as we = kissed, and I started massaging Steve up and down, and the groans = indicated that I was doing something that pleasing my male date. I was = not only lost in the heat of passion and the moment and as Steve's = groans intensified, I knew that I was doing well. Steve and I broke our = embrace and looked at each other, and then as if a spell came over me, I = felt like I was in a trance and then it happened, I lowered myself to = please my lover one way a woman pleases a man. I found the experience = very natural, and knew very quickly that I had at that moment lost my = feminine innocence. It was kind of odd at first, and I knew that I was = doing well, as I could hear the groans of Steve, and could feel his = hands gently caressing the back of my head as I pleased him. = Unfortunately the cold was getting to me, and I was so involved in my = feminine duties, that I neglected to realize I was shivering like a leaf = with the cold air. Steve gently squeezed my shoulders and tugged at me = gently to sit back up, and when I did he kissed me and told me that I = was shivering so, and that he had something to say.<p> When I asked what = it was he say, "would you like to come back to my hotel room, were it is = a little warmer and a drink?", after I finally realized that I was = shivering like a leaf, I readily agreed. Steve did up his pants and as = he did, another car pulled into the area by the lake I knew that they = would see the steamed up windows and know that something erotic was = happening, and I felt very special and feminine.<p> I could not wait for = the hotel room, as I had some very feminine and erotic business to = finish..........<p> Steve continued along the shore of the lake and then = finally pulled into a hotel parking lot, and when I looked up at the = hotel and saw some of the rooms lit up, I closed my eyes and knew that = soon enough I would be getting hot and romantic with a man, that, had to = that point made a big huge dream of mine already come true!. To ensure = that I looked perfect, and to tease Steve a little more, I took out a = lighted compact and applied another healthy coating of lipstick, and I = could see that Steve enjoyed the little show that I put on.<p> Before = leaving the car, Steve suggested that we walk down by the lake, as there = was a sidewalk around the hotel, and I told Steve that I would love for = that to happen, and I made the decision to remove my corsage to allow my = coat to be done up all the way, so I would not freeze!. Steve and I = walked hand in hand down by the water and even though it was really = cold, it was very romantic, and there was a little pier at the rear of = the hotel, and it had no lighting in the area, and before long, I fell = under the spell of Steve's tender lips, and warm embrace.<p> We ended = our chilly walk by heading back to the hotel and I knew that I was in = for an experience of a lifetime. Once inside the hotel Steve escorted me = hand in hand to the elevator, were we took it up to his floor, and I = could not resist allowing him to steal a passionate kiss, and I made = sure to check a growing bulge in his pants.<p> The doors on the elevator = opened and Steve took my hand and lead me to his room that he had = occupied earlier in the day, and excitement ran up and down my spine as = he looked for the keys, and I knew that I was going to be entering the = room with a large amount of feminine virginity, and leaving with allot = less. <p> Steve opened the door slightly, then asked me to close my eyes = and took my hand and lead me into the room, closing the door behind me. = He instructed me to keep my eyes closed as he went around the room, and = I could hear him doing things, but did not know what it was, and = finally, I heard the sounds of music and then Steve grabbed my hands and = asked me to open my eyes.<p> To describe the feelings that ran through = my body at that moment is very hard, firstly, it was a feeling of = ultimate romance, and an ambiance that could easily induce a romantic = and erotic setting. Steve had the room lit by candlelight, all over, = small candles giving the room a soft and erie glow, and the music he = selected was erotic in its own way, sexy, and provocative. The room was = also very romantic, it was a single, with a double bed, and a table and = chairs, the room also had a bookcase and the walls were covered with a = stone look, that made things very "homey". I was in awe and until I felt = Steve's lips pressing against mine, I was lost in thought. Steve took my = hand and lead me to a chair and sat me down, he then took out a chilled = bottle of champagne and poured me a glass, and this was exactly what I = always had dreamed about.<p> Steve and I talked and stared at each = other, still trying to arouse each other, and finally he asked me to = dance to a classic romantic song, one that was very special to both our = age, and that was "Stairway to Heaven". Our dance was slow and erotic = and we kissed deep and passionately, and I felt his hands caressing me = up and down, from my neck to my velvet covered ass, and I found myself = caressing his ass, and eventually the front of his pants.<p> After = dancing and enjoying every minute of it, Steve sat me back down and = poured me another drink then suggested pictures. I loved posing for my = new found lover and found it very different posing in the dress that he = had bought for me, and in a room that was his territory. At one point = Steve posed with me, and we could not resist in taking pictures of us = looking at each other, and finally kissing, both lightly, and = passionately!.<p> With pictures over with and another drink done with, = Steve took my hand and looked me deep into the eyes, and lead me up out = of my chair and to the side of the bed were we started kissing deep and = passionately, eventually sitting down on the edge. At this point I = started to undo Steve's tie and the buttons on his shirt, and all the = time kissing him, when I got to certain point, I felt Steve's hands on = the back of my dress, and with ease he had my dress undone and the = zipper almost all the way down. Steve then stopped and gently pushed me = away and looked me once again deep in the eyes and said "I don't want = you to get your dress messy, so please change into this", and he = proceeded to hand me a clothing box and motioned me to the bathroom.<p> = I got up off the bed as was taken back with not only the love, = affection, passion and generosity of my lover, that I was a little = stunned as I walked to the washroom to slip into what was in the box. I = made sure that before I left for the washroom that I grabbed my purse to = ensure that my makeup was perfect when I met him after I changed. As I = walked to the bathroom, I was still stunned and stared back at Steve, = and all he did was look back at me and motioned me to proceed to the = washroom.<p> Once in the washroom, I slipped out of the dress and = removed my strapless bra and stared at my bare breasts in the mirror and = liked what I saw!. I then opened up the box Steve had handed me, and I = knew that it was lingerie before I opened it, but once again, I was in = awe as I stared at the silky white lingerie that was before my eyes. I = picked up the lingerie and found two pieces, one every silky and long, = and the other a flimsy white nylon cover, very, very pretty and sexy. I = slipped into the two pieces of lingerie, and looked at myself in the = mirror, and could only imagine what Steve would think as I appeared out = of the washroom and greeted him, as I looked so sweet and virginal in = the lingerie. After staring at myself for seemed like several minutes, I = reached into my purse and pulled out my lipstick to apply another coat, = and when i was finished with that, I spritzed myself heavily with = another dose of Halston's and prepared myself to present myself to = Steve.<p> I opened the door from the washroom, and felt so romantic and = electric as I took the first step in my lingerie out the door. When = Steve first saw me, I knew that I looked sexy and pretty as I could see = by the look in his eyes. Steve greeted me with a long and passionate = kiss, and I could do nothing but respond, and I could feel Steve's hands = feeling me up and down and I loved every minute of it. Steve had changed = as well to a white bath Stevee, and what seemed like nothing else, and I = was getting very aroused and excited.<p> Before long, Steve and I were = kissing passionately again, and started to feel each other up when it = happened, the fire alarm went off!, thanks to the lovely candles Steve = had placed out. It was quite the site, seeing Steve scramble to put them = out, and as well stop the fire alarm from going off, I was scared for a = few seconds at the thoughts of someone coming in and seeing me in my = lingerie etc. Thanks to Steve, he stopped the alarm before anything = happened and the evening continued on.<p> Steve guided me over to the = bed and sat me down and started kissing me again, and before long, I = found my hands slipping under Steve's Stevee, and before I knew it, I = found that Steve was naked underneath and I had his semi-erect manhood = in my hands, and at that point, I wanted, very badly to take up were I = left off in the car, and proceeded to drop to my knees, leaving Steve at = the edge of the bed. I took my lover into my mouth and started to suck = and please him, every once in a while taking the opportunity to lick and = suck the lower genital area, taking one of his balls into my mouth and = gently sucking. Once again, the groans of passion from Steve, told me = that I was doing good, and I continued the sucking. I could feel the = passion of Steve grow and subside in my mouth, and knew that I HAD to = have his juice spill into my mouth, but Steve admitted to me that NO = woman had EVER taken him to the joy of orgasm with their mouth, and with = that I would not let up my sucking. I continued for several minutes, and = finally, I felt Steve get very hard in my mouth and it stayed that way = for a long time, then it happened. Steve started to come, and I kept the = pumping action, and swallowed each and every drop, and knew that I had = reached the ultimate point of my feminine self that I wanted to = achieve.<p> After Steve was completely spent, I got up and had another = sip of champagne as Steve continued to recover from his orgasm. Steve = then motioned me to join his on the bed and he told me that I was the = first woman to ever make him come with their mouth and that it was a = very special moment for him, and I told him that it was special for me = as well.<p> Steve and I then relaxed for a while, and finally Steve = asked for more pictures and I agreed and I knew that as the pictures = were snapped that I would appear very different when the pictures came = back. Steve and I then relaxed and talked about my efforts in making him = come, and how we were having such a wonderful time. Before long I found = myself being kissed and seduced once again by Steve, and knew that I had = not had the last of sucking Steve, and before long, I was on my knees = once again sucking, but this time, I did not get another prize in my = mouth.<p> It was around 4am when Steve suggested that he get me home, = and I agreed, and I went back to the washroom and slipped back into my = formal dress and joined Steve back in the room, were he was cleaning = things up.<p> Steve helped me into my coat and we took the elevator and = down to the ground floor, and when stepped out to the cool morning air, = we were surprised and shocked to find a fresh layer of new snow on the = ground!, and all this in late March!. Steve made sure that I was walking = alright in the snow in my high heels, and helped me into the car.<p> = Once we pulled into the garage at our house, Steve gave me a long good = night kiss and we talked about how much fun the evening was. I wanted = Steve to have a momento of the evening and told Steve to feel up my left = leg, were he found the garter I had slide up my leg at the beginning of = the evening. I asked him to removed it and then proceeded to slip it = onto his mirror and spritzed it healthily with Halston's.<p> Eventually = the wonderful evening had to end and I found myself giving Steve a final = kiss and seeing him leave the garage at the end of a very wonderful and = passionate evening, myself knowing only one thing,<p> I left the garage = knowing only one thing,<p><b>I left the house sexually as a little girl, = and then, I was a woman...</b> ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="Joy3.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: Joy3.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="Joy3.txt" Another of Joyce's Date=20 You are very pretty ... I especially like you in your satiny wedding = dresses. Do you meet married guys with a fetish for sexy cross dressed = individuals like yourself? I love to cuddle and have never actually had = the opportunity to spend a full day with someone like yourself as my = date.<p>I am in a city close to you, please EMAIL me either = way!</blockquote></em><hr width=3D55%><p> That was the first email = message I got from Tom, he was one of the people that was cruising the = Internet and found my personal ad on TGFORUM.com, then my homepage and = as I found out, that the picture of me in my wedding dress was = stunning.<p> I had been on the internet for almost 9 months when I = received a few messages from guys that were interested in "dating" a = girl like me, and it intrigued me, so with that email message, I = responded in kind:<blockquote><em><p>Thank you for the compliments Tom, = I have met married guys in the past like yourself that have a fetish for = girls like us. I have also spent full days with them shopping, going to = lunch or dinner or whatever, and I enjoy it very much. It is such a = thrill to be considered one's date for the day, and I love to make sure = I look perfect for the occasion.<p>Please mail me back and tell me more = about you.<p>Till then,Love Joyce </blockquote><hr width=3D55%></em><p> = What transpired after that exchange was a flurry of email back and forth = and eventually we met and spent a wonderful evening together, and had a = lot of fun.<p> When I correspond with a "man" and he is interested in = taking me out, I really try and get to "know" the person well, before = actually seeing them, not for my own safety, but more to ensure that = when the door opens and he sees me for the first time, ready to go out = with him, that he is pleased, and not dissapointed. Tom was no = different, and as we got to know each other more, I learned many details = about his past and basically, "what turned him on", and we went from = there.<p> After a few phone calls, and many, many emails, Tom and I set = a calendar date for the time when would get together, and as it worked = out, February 4th would be the date. Tom and I spent much time talking = about what he would enjoy seeing me in, and Tom had a big fetish with = slips and camisoles, and loved the look of a sheer blouse and a camisole = being able to be seen underneath. Tom also enjoyed, as most men do, a = woman in high heels and a short skirt. So with all of that information = under my belt, I knew what I had to work with.<p> Tom and I decided on a = Friday night to allow us the best possible time together, and Tom would = be leaving his city around 5 to arrive at my place around 6pm to begin = the evening. Tom and I talked about how the evening would go, and he = promised me he was a gentleman, and this was nothing more than a meeting = to get to know one another. Tom and I had also discussed the fact that = he loved satin and lace, and loved it when his partner wore it, even on = his wedding night. So, I decided to suggest a "combination" of our = fantasies and wondered if on the night of our date, Tom would like to go = "wedding dress shopping", with me playing the bride-to-be and he the = helpful friend with a camera. That way, he could experience what very = few men do, and that is the inside of a feminine world of satin and = lace; the bridal shop. Tom was thrilled with the idea, so now the plan = was set, we would go to the bridal shop and "play" for a while, then to = dinner.<p> With the details of the places we were to be going set, I = assembled the pieces of my wardrobe for the big night. First thing was a = staple in my wardrobe, in my short black suede skirt, Tom requested = satin, but it was just too short for the look I was going for, and that = was one of a business woman, going out for dinner after a day in the = office. The blouse was fairly easy, I picked a blouse that had a sheer = scooped neckline, and was opaque for the rest of it. The problem was the = camisole, I tried a few, and none of them worked out right, then, at the = last minute before giving up, I found the perfect one in the back of my = lingerie drawer, and it had enough lace up top for Tom to see and enjoy. = Also, since we were to be wedding dress shopping, I decided on my = strapless bra, and that worked out well with the sheer blouse I had = chosen. My red silk jacket was the last main piece to the ensemble, and = I planned on greeting Tom at the door without it on, but slip into it as = we left, and most likely take it off at some point in the evening. <p> = After many telephone calls, and more email, Tom and I were ready for the = big night together, and on the day of the date, I came home early to = prepare and after laying out my wardrobe, proceeded to the washroom, to = make myself all "clean" for my date. Once all "clean", I made my way to = the bedroom, and the lingerie drawer and proceeded to slip into the = lingerie for the evening, my strapless bra, my lacy camisole, a pair of = red silky panties, and finally, a pair of ultra sheer nude pantyhose, = which made my legs feel like silk, and knew Tom would like them as well. = I then threw on my pink silky robe, and proceeded to the well lighted = bathroom, and makeup mirror, to put on my makeup.<p> Since I wanted to = portray a professional woman after work, I decided on my "standard" = colours for my eyes, light pink on the upper lids, and purple on the = lower. My eyeliner was maybe a little thicker than normal, but that was = more for making my eyes more erotic and the dimmer lighting we were = going to be in. My blush was conservative and light pink, and I wore my = darker shade of pinkish red lipstick that I normally save for formal = times out, but thought it gave my face a little more of a dramatic look, = and after all, I wanted Tom to be pleased. Once my makeup was done, I = moved to the bedroom, were I had laid out my outfit for the evening, and = proceed to slip into it.<p> The blouse was first and after I slipped it = on, looked in the mirror, and with my makeup on, and hair done, I knew = that Tom would like it, the lace showed through just nicely, not = trampish, but very feminine. The skirt was next, and as the silk lining = of the skirt glided up my legs, I imagined how Tom would like to run his = fingers over such a silky thigh, and just loved the feeling myself!, let = alone my date!. I then grabbed my bottle of Halston's perfume and gave = myself a healthy spritz of the perfume on my wrists and neck, and = proceeded to finish dressing. I then put on a wide red belt, and then = the red silk jacket, and with it being single breasted, the lace showed = through the blouse just perfectly, I then knew Tom was going to love the = look.<p> I completed the look, with long gold dangly earrings, a gold = anklet, my gold watch and slipped into a pair of low black heels, while = moving around the house getting things ready for Tom's arrival.<p> I = packed my purse and since the weather was not dry outside, decided to = wear my winter boots when we left then changed when we got to the = restaurant. I got a new pair of heels a few days before the big date and = decided to pack them for the restaurant, they were black, high, with a = 4" heel, and looked great with the outfit, and since I was not going to = be doing much walking, decided to pack them. I also packed my purse with = all of the basics, including another pair of pantyhose and put it all in = my tote bag. <p> I waited anxiously for Tom to arrive, and had = everything ready by the back door, were he was to arrive, and I had set = out my tote bag, long winter coat, and remembered at the last minute to = remove my jacket, so that when Tom came to the door, he saw what he = really wanted to see, my camisole, under my blouse.<p> Soon the time = came, Tom was at the door, as I let him in he complimented me on how I = looked , and he did not look to bad either, with a nice sweater, and = slacks, he was perfectly dressed to match my look, so after small chat = and the ability to check out my ensemble, I slipped back into my jacket, = and then Tom helped me into my winter coat, and I changed into my winter = boots, and away we went out the door.<p> Tom was a gentleman right from = the start, he opened the car door for me, and there sitting on the seat = was a dozen roses, and I looked back at him, and he motioned they were = for me, and I said thank you. I slipped into the car, and away we went, = to our first stop, the bridal shop in a city nearby.<p> The ride was = very cordial, we chatted about different things, and one of the things = we chatted about was the fact that I have been to this particular bridal = shop a few times, that the scenario would be that my name for the bridal = shop visit would be "Cheryl", and that my sister "Jennifer", had got her = dress from there, and recommended it to me. Tom, was fine with that, and = I explained that if he could, to make sure that if possible, other = people that were in the store, "accidentally" got into the shots, and he = understood what I meant.<p> After about 20 minutes we arrived outside = the store, and like the gentleman, Tom came and opened my door, and I = lead the way into the bridal shop. I had previously called them to see = if they were open and when I announced I was their to look for a wedding = dress, for a summer wedding, the young girl that tended to us, = acknowledged that she remembered talking to someone about that evening. = She lead us towards the mirrored, well lighted changed area, that was = basically wall to wall gowns and started asking what I was looking = for.<p> I had thought about it before going to the store, and what I was = interested in seeing myself in was an of the shoulder wedding dress, so = her and I started scanning the different dresses on the racks, while Tom = looked around himself, and I could tell he was having a great time, = looking at all the lace and satin. Before long, the girl had two or = three dresses and pointed me towards a dressing room, and hung up the = dresses, and asked me to call if I needed a hand. I slipped out of my = clothes, and could hear Tom talking outside the change room, about = different things to the salesgirl. The older lady the owned the store = was with another girl, and they were working away together to finalize = her ensemble, and throughout the visit to the bridal shop, I could not = get my eyes off the beauty of the =93off the shoulder=94 dress she was = wearing.<p> The whole visit was a blur, I do remember being upset with = the fact that most of the models the young salesgirl was bringing me = were WAY too small, so small, that there was no idea to see how good = they would look on me if they were my size, so I asked her to find me = ones more in my size, and all the while I stared at the other girl, with = the off the shoulder dress on. Finally, after many dresses, and many = pictures I should add, I found a half descent off the shoulder dress. = Also, at one point, I asked for a pair of satin heels, as I only wore in = boots, and had to take them off, and the young sales girl got me a pair = in my size, they wear only about 2" high, but they were pretty. During = the whole visit I loved the attention I got from the attractive and = attentive sales girl, she made sure I was buttoned and zipped up as I = came out of the change room, and un-buttoned and un-zipped as I came = out, it was quite thrilling.<p> I stalled for as long as I could with = the off the shoulder dress that fit, and even asked for a pair of white = satin elbow length gloves, hoping that the other girl would be done with = the dresses she was trying on, but she was finalizing her ensemble. = Eventually, I decided to wait for her to finished, and stood outside the = change room, and when we were doing this, another bridal party came in, = a bride with her bridesmaid's and the young sales girl took them out = back to another change room, while Tom and I waited for the other girl = to change out of her dress. Eventually she did, and as I went into the = change room to put it on, I heard Tom and the owner of the store talking = about taking so many pictures, and how it was not really right to do = that, but Tom, being the gentleman he was, took care of the = situation.<p> I LOVED the dress, it fit, sort of, and Tom, got a few = pictures of it, and it only took me a few seconds before I looked at the = sales girl, and told her that this was dress, and she complimented me on = it, telling me it was great. I then got off the podium, and back to the = change room. After the sales girl zipped and un-buttoned me, I changed = back to my outfit for the evening. I made sure that the sales girl = copied down the style number and name of the dress. As I came out of the = change room, she had a card ready for me with the style number and the = dress name on it. I thanked her and the owner for all of their help, and = told them that in the next few weeks, my "mother and sister" would be = coming to look at the dress as well. Tom, and I then left the store and = headed for dinner. While I was changing back, I decided to slip into my = 4" black heels that I had packed, as the next stop was the restaurant, = and I wanted to enter wearing the sexy outfit complimented by the high = heels.<p> As Tom and I drove up the street, I asked him what he wanted, = Tex Mex or a steak house. We both discussed it, and it was going to be = Tex Mex. Now I had never been to this particular establishment, that was = not too far away from the bridal shop, and when we arrived it was around = 8 to 8:30pm, the exact time I am not really sure of. We arrived at the = establishment, and Tom, once again being the gentleman, offered to drop = me off at the door, after coming around and opening it, and allowed me = to take the short walk to the door while he parked the car, I walked = inside and waited for him to arrive, and after a short period of time he = did.<p> We were shown our table and Tom was the gentleman again and = pulled my seat out for me. We chatted and talked about many things, and = I showed Tom my pictures and asked him to pick out his favorite and he = did, surprisingly, he was not the first one to pick the shot, but it is = a dress that shows cleavage. Tom and I ordered and ate dinner and = exchanged pleasantries. At one point before we left I took a trip to the = washroom, and it was at that time that I realized what the establishment = we were at was, as more and more younger people, males and females came = in, the restaurant had a dance floor that was very popular on a Friday = night, so when I went into the washroom, I was surrounded by young = women, all fighting for a spot at the mirror. I found a stall right away = and did my business, and when I came out found myself in a smaller = crowd, but still a crowded washroom. I looked around quickly, that = except for another girl, I was the only one in heels, and 4" ones at = that, and noticed a couple of girls giving my look a glance, but I just = smiled at them and made my way to the mirror and put on a healthy coat = of lipstick, brushed my hair then made my way out of the washroom to = join Tom at the table.<p> After talking for a little while longer, Tom = and I made our way out of the restaurant, and like a gentleman, pulled = out my chair, and made me wait at the door while he went and got the = car, and all the while, all this chivalry, started to get to me, and the = platonic date that we agreed to started to slowly change as I slipped = into the car, and Tom closed the door.<p> Tom mentioned that we still = had time, and asked me for a suggestion, and I decided that the = restaurant just around the corner had a nice quiet bar area that would = be perfect to sit and chat some more, in a more intimate setting. We = entered the restaurant, and when offered a table for food, we just = indicated that we were only interested in have a few drinks. When we = were shown a table, interestingly enough, it was the same table Renee = and I have sat at a few times when dining at the restaurant as two = women. I proceeded to sit down, except this time when I sat down, I = removed my suit jacket, so that all the time we were in this = establishment, Tom would see what he came to see and that was my lacy = camisole underneath my sheer blouse. Tom and I chatted for a while, and = before long I started to scan the lounge area, and noted very few people = around, except a couple at a table near us, and then fear went through = my spine like lightning!. I KNEW the girl at the table only a few feet = apart, but she was involved with a man talking, but she was sitting = facing me!. She glanced over a few times and our eyes met, and we just = smiled at each other, nothing abnormal, just usual girl-girl looks, it = was quite exciting. I did not tell Tom about this, as I did not want to = worry him.<p> The conversation between Tom and I grew a little more = personal as the evening wore on, and I was more interested in finding = out what I could do for him vs. other women, and started to realize that = what I was wearing as far as perfume, heels, lace, my blouse, lipstick, = were all items that made things interesting between us. Before we left = the restaurant, I made a trip to the washroom, and made sure I walked = slowly, so that not only Tom could see me in my blouse, lace, heels and = short skirt, but possibly the woman I knew would also catch a glance and = get a little envious. When in the washroom, I gave myself a health = spritz of Halston's perfume, and an extra special coat of lipstick = before I left the washroom and joined Tom.When I came out, Tom gently = took my hands into his hands and was enjoying his first real = =93touching=94. He was caressing my hands alternately squeezing and = releasing his firm clasp.<p> Tom and I gathered our things as we left = the restaurant, I put my suit jacket back on, and allowed Tom to take = the lead as we left the restaurant. The wind was cool, and I did my best = to cover up, Tom opened my door and I slid in, and made sure that when I = slipped into my seat, that my suede skirt slid up as high as I could = allow. But Tom, little to my knowledge, was very much aware that my = skirt had slid up and was having a hard time concentrating on = driving.<p>I then took off my suit jacket, then slipped on my coat as = Tom made his way around to the drivers side and then we were off for = home.<p> As Tom and I left the parking lot, he asked how to get home, = and at first I instructed Tom to take the highway, but then changed = that, and asked Tom to turn towards the lake, to make the trip home a = little more interesting.<p> When we arrived at the last road before the = lake, I asked Tom to park in the lot at the base of the road we were on = and that is when things started to get interesting. I thanked Tom for = the evening, and started to get things going by offering Tom, my legs, = actually my thighs. They were very smooth, indeed silky smooth, and I = wanted to show Tom what I had worn just for him. I offered him to caress = them, and he did, and that was the spark that ignited the evening.<p> = Tom leaned over, and our first kiss happened, and that was a magic spark = that set the tone for the rest of the evening. Tom and I kissed gain and = as time went by, the kissing got more passionate. Eventually I could = sense Tom getting a little uncomfortable in his seat and reached over, = and discovered a rather large bulge in Tom's pants and start to caress = it while we were kissing passionately. I then suggested to Tom that I = knew of a more quiet place, as we were constantly being interrupted by = car headlights as they made their turn onto a street, and Tom = wholeheartedly agreed.<p> On the ride to the place that I knew of, I = asked Tom to keep enjoying my sexy legs as he drove, and I started = building with passion inside and felt so sexy and wonderful. Tom treated = me exactly like a woman should be treated, and I wanted to thank him for = his kindness and chivalry on such a wonderful evening, but at that point = in time I was unsure of how that was going to happen.<p> As we pulled = into the scenic location by the lake, memories of the time another = boyfriend and I, on another romantic date pulled in, and I remembered = how special that time was as well. Tom parked the car facing the lake, = and as the car's engine was turned off, mine was started, and Tom and I = resumed the passionate kissing of before. I allowed Tom to caress my = breasts and silky thighs, and he respected that and made all efforts to = afford maximum stimulation. I was also busy, and started working on = Tom's bulging crotch, and decided that it was too confined for such a = majestic beast, and proceeded to undo Tom's belt and zipper, and work = out the wonderful hard member in his pants. Tom helped me a little, and = before long, there was Tom's, hard, erect 8" member staring at me, and = once again, the passion, and the realization that it was me, my skirt, = my hose, my lacy camisole, my blouse, my heels, and my demure that = caused this. With all of my feminine attention, I leaned over and gave = Tom a demonstration of what would happen on a formal dinner night with = us trying and stimulating each other all evening long. I leaned over and = opened my smeared lipstick covered lips and wrapped them around Tom's = very handsome and tasty member, and proceeded to glide my lips up and = down while quickly licking the tip of his member, and I could hear him = groan. I then sat back up and Tom and I kissed some more, then I = remembered a fantasy that Tom related to me in our correspondence, and = did something only a girl knows how to do, and that is remove her = bra/camisole, while still wearing her blouse.<p> Tom told me in a letter = that he had a fantasy about having a woman such as myself, stimulate him = with his favorite fabrics, and that was satin and lace, and I thought it = was an appropriate time to oblige my thoughtful and kind date. So I = wiggled out of my camisole, while still wearing my blouse and wrapped = Tom's 8" member with my camisole and started to rub up and down, and I = could tell Tom was in heaven as I described how silky the garment was, = and I was very intent on having my date and man cum in my camisole. As I = was rubbing Tom, a van pulled up a few yards away, but I continued to = rub Tom, and was not going to stop. After talking to Tom, and stroking = him, he finally came, and I made sure I wiped him clean with the lacy = camisole. I was a little sad, as I knew that it had been a while since I = had the pleasure of pleasing a man with my lips, but I thought that I = would save that for another date.<p> Tom, zipped up, and we headed back = towards my house, but I was still horny, and wanted to see Tom cum = again, so I had him stop in a garden area and park. Once there, Tom = requested that I apply more lipstick, as he enjoyed the taste (and so do = I for that matter) and we kissed again, passionately, and I proceeded to = once again open his pants up and grabbed his wonderful member and = started stroking. But Tom noticed the time, and informed me that we = would have to go, it was already very late, so I agreed.<p> On the way = to driving me home, Tom and I talked about a possible next date to a = formal establishment, and I promised him, I would dress for him, in = garters, stockings, a full slip and a dress of satin, and he enjoyed = that thought. Just before dropping me off at home, I asked him to stop = on a nearby side street so I could give him one last passionate = "thank-you" for a wonderful evening.<p> Tom dropped me off at my house, = and we kissed good-bye and I promised him that one day I would take care = of the "big guy", properly one day, and then watched as Tom pulled out = of the drive, and I turned around and went inside, and slipped into a = romantic peignoir and went to sleep dreaming of the = evening........<p><center>The End</center><p>© 1996 Joyce = Devries<br><br> </html> ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="Joy4.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: Joy4.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="Joy4.txt" Joyce's Second Date With Tom Thursday October 10th, 1996 <p> It had been a long time, and my friend Tom, emailed me to let me know = he was coming into my neck of the woods for a Seminar and wanted to know = if I was interested in getting together with him for a second date, as = the first was a great success and we got along great, ending up sharing = each others passion as only a woman and a man could. <p> I had a meeting at work the day of the planned date, but decided that a = date with Tom was just too good to pass up, and decided to make an = excuse to get out a little early and get ready for Tom. He was finished = what he was doing in my area around 4, and could we get together for = around 4:30, to which I agreed was perfect. <p> Tom and I talked back and forth regarding the date, and initially the = plans were a dinner, then back to a motel so that I could give Tom a = private fashion show of some of my silkiest bridesmaid and prom formals, = but after re-thinking some of the email I had sent him, requested that = that would spoil the spontaneity of the evening, and make the whole = evening, and =93end to the means=94, and Tom and I decided that we would = start with a nice dinner and go from there.=20 <p> Well, with my work, I can never guarantee that I can be in one place or = the other, so I made the plans and informed Tom, that things may or may = not work out. Well as luck would have it, a huge emergency came up at = 1pm the day of the date, and thankfully it was resolved around 3pm, and = I came racing home to get ready for Tom to arrive. <p> Prior to this happening, I had to decide on my wardrobe, Tom informed = me that he was to be wearing a jacket and tie, and asked that I wore my = semi-formal, extremely pretty blue silk blouse. Well, on a Thursday = night, the blouse was a little =93too=94 formal, especially for a woman = coming from the office, but I decided that since I had never worn the = blouse out before, I would work with it and started to think of which = skirt to wear. I first thought of the most appropriate skirt, which is = my knee length leather skirt, but decided that if I were to wear that = skirt that it would not be appropriate enough for Tom to enjoy the silky = sheer black pantyhose I was planning on wearing. I had only one other = choice that I was interested in and it was a polyester black A-line = skirt, about 2=94 above my knees. The skirt, in combination with the = blouse and silky black hose, was definitely semi-formal looking, but it = could pass as career-formal, with the skirt. The heels were the next = thing that had to be decided, would it be my =93career 3=92 pumps=94?, = my =93formal 4=92 patent pumps=94?, I was not sure and decided to leave = that decision to the final day when I was in front of the full length = mirror. <p> So with all of that set, and the day of the date arriving, the plan was = simple, Tom would pick me up at around 4:30pm, and we would go for = dinner and then he would take me home, and during that time we were = going to get better aquatinted. Now that I had my wardrobe set, and I = arrived home in time enough to possibly get ready in time, I was set for = another wonderful and magic time with Tom, who loved going out with = women that dressed to please there men, and for Tom, that meant lots of = silk and lace. <p> As I arrived home, I had only 45 minutes to get ready for Tom, and knew = I needed at least an hour to get ready for him, so off I went, = showering, and such to get ready for him. I managed to get out of the = shower, dry off and started to at least slip into my lingerie for the = day. First it was my strapless bra, argh!, the bra from hell, but it was = the only one I could wear with this blouse, as it had sheer panels right = on the shoulders and the bodice, so I put it on. Next, silky sheer lace = and satin dark blue panties, they were my favorite and thought of = Tom=92s hands only inches away as he felt my silk covered legs and = started to get excited. Next, the pantyhose, and I call these the = pantyhose from HELL, they are ultra sheer, 15 denier, and fussy as hell, = so a pair of satin gloves ensured that there were no runs and such with = them, and they went on smooth. The bonus with these hose is that they = are ultra shier and make your legs feel like satin, and will drive any = guy crazy, when I was done, I slipped into a low pair of heels, so I = would not cause any runs by catching the hose on anything on the floor. = I finished the dressing with my warm terri-cloth blue robe on, and moved = to the well lit bathroom to start my makeup. <p> Makeup application; and I decided was going to be a little different, = as recently Sharon introduced me to some new colours and such, so the = regular purple and pink on my lids was soon to change to more rich = earthy colours. After my foundation was all set, I moved to the bedroom = and a lighted makeup mirror for close application, for a more dramatic = application of my eyeliner, and eyeshadow, so the new colours were deep = purple on the lower lids, deep brown on my upper lids and dark brown for = the outside edge of my eyes, quite different, and as I looked at myself = in the mirror, I kind of liked the more dramatic look of the eyeshadow, = and knew that Tom would like it as well. I then moved my way back to the = bathroom, and applied a =93business=94 coating of blush and mascara, = with a slight touch more and stood back to admire the looked I created, = and smiled as I knew Tom would like it was well. The finishing touch of = my makeup was a lipstick I knew Tom would like, it was my favorite for = formal wear, and knew Tom liked the taste, and I applied a healthy coat, = it was deep reddish pink. <p> The phone rang park way through my lipstick application, and I knew at = the time the phone rang it was Tom, and as I answered he sounded = confident and such and I felt warm as I heard his voice and knew the = date was on. I informed Tom that I was running late and not quite ready = and he informed me that he had a little running around to do, and I told = him perfect, and we made the new time for him picking me up as 5:30, so = I slowed down the pace I had going, and continued to get ready. The last = piece of makeup I had to add was my nailpolish, and I chose a colour = that match my lipstick closely, and after sculpting my nails, and = applying the polish my makeup application was complete. <p> I then went back to the bedroom, where I had laid out my clothes for = the evening, all nice neat and ready on the bed. I then took out my = Obsession perfume, the perfume requested by Tom, and I knew it was his = favorite and dabbed healthy portions, behind my ears, on my neck, = wrists, and even on the ankles, I wanted Tom to smell the Obsession even = if he was walking behind me, or heaven forbid, he wanted to worship my = stocking covered feet!. With the perfume on, it was time for the = clothes, so off came my robe, and the first thing I slipped into was my = silky and very beautiful blouse, it so silky, I could imagine Tom=92s = reaction when he saw it, or potentially touched it for the first time. = Next the skirt, black, A-line, crisp and neat, it falls just about 2=94 = above my knees and it almost considered a mini, but not quite and rides = up nicely when I sit down. <p> Once my skirt was on, I completed my look with my gold anklet, long = dangly white pearl earrings, and formal gold watch. Now it was time for = the choosing of the heels. I started with my 4=94 black patent heels, = and used the well lighted mirror in the hallway to determine if they = were right. The 4=94 heels looked good, but they put the whole look of = the outfit =93too formal=94, so I slipped on my 3=94 =93career=94 black = heels, but they did not do the look of the outfit justice. So I decided = a compromise was in order and got my 3=94 pair of black suede heels and = tried them, PERFECT, they were complimented the blouse and skirt, and = the overall look I had, and at the same time were low enough not to = portray a look that was too formal. <p> So with all of that set, I went about packing my purse for the evening, = and decided that since I was wearing the =93pantyhose from hell=94 that = I would pack a spare pair of regular nude nylons in my purse just in = case I put a run in the silky sheer black hose. I also made sure I had = keys, and appropriate makeup packed, lipstick, blush, etc. In packing = those things, I was closing one of my drawers and noticed one of my = camisoles was sticking out of a drawer, and got an idea, I bunched it up = and stuffed it in my purse just in case things got interesting during = the evening. <p> Well, when I was all packed up, I went and got my coat for the evening, = my light spring coat and put it in the kitchen along with my purse and = then checked the clock and realized that Tom would be arriving any = second. I dashed to the washroom to check my final look, and touched up = my lipstick, and just then, I heard Tom pull up and come to the back = door looking for me. I looked out the bathroom window and told Tom that = I would be right there, and finished up and made my way to the back door = were I let Tom in. <p> Tom immediately smiled as he saw me, and I knew my look was perfect, he = complimented me on my outfit and told me that I looked pretty, and I = smiled and thanked him. Tom was also dressed perfect and knew that I = would not be out of place being at his side, he was in a nice jacket, = tie and slacks. I then grabbed for my coat, and Tom, being the perfect = gentleman, helped me put on my coat, and after I grabbed my purse we = headed out the door for the evening. <p> Tom was the perfect gentleman, he opened the door for me, and allowing = me to slip into the car, and as I did, he reached in and handed me a = little teddy bear that had a card that read =93you=92re special=94, and = smiled and thanked him, and as I got settled Tom closed the door. Now, = it was not my fault, but the skirt=92s, as I sat down, the skirt rode = up, and I did not attempt to adjust it, but rather, opened my jacket so = the passing trucks could see my legs, and ultimately it was to please = and tease Tom, but I knew that he would be the perfect gentleman for the = ride to the restaurant. <p> Tom and I shared idle talk as we made our way to the restaurant which = is a favorite of Sharon=92s and I=92s to go to, it is quiet and the food = is good, and is in a perfect location, right on the border of my city = and the next. The ride took about 15 minutes and Tom and I shared casual = talk about his trip and the seminar and such, he was the perfect = gentleman and it was really nice, I was feeling very comfortable being = with Tom already. Before I knew it, we were at the restaurant, and Tom = was being the perfect gentleman again, asking if I would like to be = dropped off at the door while he parked the car, and I said no, but = before I knew it, he found a place right in front of the front door. Tom = then got out of the car and came around to my side of the car and opened = the door for me, again, the perfect gentleman. <p> Tom took the lead and opened the front door of the quaint roadhouse and = allowed me to enter, and once I got inside I looked around, saw the = fireplace, and felt the warm atmosphere that Sharon and I have so often = got when we came to this place. I pointed out to Tom a booth at one end = of the restaurant, and as we were greeted by the waitress, Tom took the = lead and requested the table, and we were lead to our seats. I slipped = off my coat and placed it on the bench and as I sat down, made sure my = skirt was down as far as it could go, as I did not want to give the = couple seated in the perfect position a show. <p> Tom and I looked over the menus and I ordered a drink, then excused = myself as I used the ladies room, and as I left Tom, I could feel eyes = looking at me, but admiring eyes, those of Tom, and I felt warm inside. = The ladies room was always as I had remember it, soft feminine and such. = I took care of my business and came out and used the long full length = mirror to ensure I looked perfect, then went to the full length mirror, = and on the counter top was a fresh bouquet of flowers, very sweet and = feminine. I proceeded to apply another coat of lipstick, as I wanted Tom = to always see my lips perfect and inviting. <p> Tom and I looked over the menu and decided that we would order an = appetizer first, and we decided on Mozzarella sticks, and then we would = order dinner a little later, as I think both of us wanted the night to = be enjoyed and dinner last as long as possible. Once the mozzarella = sticks came our light conversation continued, and then the question by = me, =93would your wife ever go through the trouble to make sure your = wishes were granted?, I mean perfume, lace, satin and lipstick?=94, to = which a smile and a =93no=94 came over his lips. I then decided I would = see if Tom was paying attention, and grabbed a mozzarella stick and = SLOWLY allowed the stick to slide into my lips, all the while savoring = it with my eyes closed, and of course glancing over at a smiling Tom. = After each =93bite=94 of a stick, I would carry on the conversation as = if nothing had happened, and noticed that Tom smiled each and every = time.=09 <p> Tom and I then ordered dinner, I was not really hungry and settled for = a salad, and Tom ordered something light as well. Dinner was uneventful; = well above the table at least, as Tom and I carried on casual = conversation, I slipped my left foot out of my suede pump and proceeded = to find Tom=92s leg, and the bottom of his pant leg, and started = massaging his leg with my sheer stocking covered leg. The humorous part = was that in full view of a table just located a few yards away was a = family dining, and a boy, maybe 15-16 was in full view of my footsie = show, and I could tell that he was most likely enjoying this as much as = Tom, and gave the eventually smile to him as I snaked my sheer stocking = covered leg up Tom=92s pants, against his bare skin, and he quickly = would glance away, what a tease!. <p> The family eventually finished their dinner and I made another trip to = the washroom to fix my lipstick, add another healthy spritz of Obsession = perfume to my wrist and neck and use the facilities, when I returned, = Tom and I ordered coffee (special coffee for me), and continued to talk, = this time a little more personal, and I continue to massage Tom=92s bare = leg with my stocking covered foot, and this time, looked at Tom and = asked him if he liked it, and his response was, =93I am having a hard = time to stay comfortable=94, to which I smiled and knew exactly what he = meant, and pictured the =93beast=94 straining against his pants, and = knew at some point the evening, due to the events so far, I would get to = =93tame=94 the beast.=20 <p> It was nice and dark and Tom and I decided it was time to leave the = restaurant, and proceeded to wrap thing up, I finished my drink, and Tom = his coffee, and after one final trip to the ladies room to fix my = lipstick I was ready to go. Tom paid the bill, as the perfect gentleman = once again, and before I slipped on my coat, I asked Tom what he wanted = to do and he suggested we find someplace quiet to continue our = =93conversation=94, and I agreed, knowing full well what kind of = =93conversation=94 both of us wanted to carry on.=20 <p> Tom and I walked back to his car and once he opened the door for me, = and I slid in, I made sure that my skirt would do what I thought it = would, and slide up far enough without exposing my vagina, allowing for = maximum leg and stocking exposure. Tom asked for directions and I gave = them to him, and the directions I gave him would allow us a longer trip = home, along the lake, and if the opportunity arose, a nice quiet place = to stop.=20 <p> As we started driving, Tom knew that the exposed leg was for him, and = proceeded to place his hand on my thigh and started caressing my sheer = stocking covered thigh as he drove, and continued to enjoy the offering = I had put before him. We continued to chat, and Tom continued to enjoy = my leg, and before long, we made our way to a gardens area I knew was = along the way, and I pointed it out to Tom and we pulled in. There was a = vehicle in the parking lot when we drove in, and it was a big parking = lot with areas that were completely in the dark, and Tom and I looked = around and decided to wait for the vehicle to leave, and when it did, = proceeded to find the quietest and darkest corner and =93parked=94. <p> Once Tom turned off the car, it did not take words to express what both = of us wanted, and in a flash we were necking and Tom=92s hands were all = over the silky blouse I had worn for him, our kissing was intense and = our tongues intertwined and I allowed Tom to fully enjoy the blouse as = he caressed almost the whole thing, and even my breasts. I was also = exploring and eventually found that there was a rather large bulge in = Tom=92s pants that I started to massage through his clothing. At one = point we broke and I suggested that we get more comfortable in the back = seat and Tom and I both opened our doors and slipped into the back of = the car, I felt like a teenager again, a young horny woman that is!. <p> Once in the back seat, Tom continued to caress my blouse and stare into = my eyes, and I asked him =93what do you want?=94, and his reply was, = =93I want you to do to me, what you did to the mozzarella sticks=94, to = which I smiled and knew exactly what he meant, he WAS paying attention. = I then started kissing Tom and at the same time, undid his belt and = pants and when it came to pulling down his pants and underwear, he = helped and before I knew it, the =93beast=94 was free, and a full erect = 8=94 of pulsing manhood was before my feminine lips. I quickly took = charge and =93tamed=94 the beast and took it in my hands and started to = play with it, much to Tom=92s delight, it was truly a sight to make any = woman hungry!. I leaned over and opened my lipstick covered lips and = briefly wrapped my lips around the head and sucked a little, flicking my = tongue around the head, I then made my way to his balls and gave them a = little attention and guess a little too much as Tom got a little = uncomfortable. <p> I then sat back up, still caressing Tom=92s member, and asked him about = protection, and when the answer was negative, knew that my backup plan = would have to be used, and I reached for my purse in the front seat and = pulled out my slip and showed it to Tom, and he groaned. I circled = Tom=92s solid member with the slip and started pumping him, and he = enjoyed the attention, and threw his head back and groaned. Tom, = continued to enjoy the blouse I wore for him, and from time to time, we = would kiss, passionately, tongues dancing, and I knew Tom was getting = very excited. Tom stopped me at one point and asked me to get a tube of = lubricant, and it had a sweet smell to it as I poured it into the palm = of my hand, =93pina-colada=94 was the =93flavor=94 Tom told me it was = and after pouring it into my hand I started to pumps Tom up and down, = all the time talking about how I dressed for him and such and how silky = my legs and blouse were, and eventually I used my free hand to massage = Tom=92s balls as I continued to pump. <p> Tom was in total ecstasy, he groaned and moaned and I enjoyed watching = my lover get hotter and hotter, and eventually he started getting louder = and I knew he was going to cum, and I watched as streams of cum left his = hard and erect member, shooting high up, over and over, and eventually, = Tom was spent, and came at least 5 good spurts. Tom was prepared and = brought paper towel, which I got and used to clean up him and the spots = on the car seat were he made a mess; as I explained to him, it is the = woman=92s responsibility to clean up the mess, and I also explained that = one day, there would be no mess, also it was such a waste for all of = that cum to end up in a paper towel, and he agreed that one day....... <p> After, Tom and I started to get dressed again, for Tom it meant putting = his pants back on, and for me, it meant slipping back into the front = seat and applying another coat of lipstick. Tom and I then left and = decided that we would stop at a roadhouse on the way back, as he still = had time to spare before Tom had to leave, and I really had to get my = hands washed. <p>=09 Tom and I enter the roadhouse, and once again he was the gentleman and = took the lead and found us a table, and we order something to drink. I = excused myself and took a trip to the washroom, and washed my hands and = did my business, and afterwards came out of the stall and went to the = mirror to touch up my lipstick. <p> Tom and I carried on chatting over our drinks, and occasionally I would = spot a woman or two admiring the blouse I was wearing, and smiled back = at them, and it was all so warm and comfortable. Once we were finished = our drinks, Tom once again was the gentleman and picked up the tab, and = we left the roadhouse. <p> Tom caressed and enjoyed my leg all the way back to my house and on the = way back, we stopped briefly and kissed good bye before we got to the = driveway of my house, and I thanked Tom for a wonderful evening, and he = thanked me as well. <p> I got out of the car and watched Tom pull away, and thought what a = lucky girl I am to have such a sweet and caring man like Tom. I went to = bed that night in a long white sheer gown, dreaming of Tom and is soft = and gentle hands caressing my stocking covered legs. =20 =09 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="Jstory.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: Jstory.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="Jstory.txt" *************************************************************************= ****** A Night with Karen Let me introduce myself. My name is Joanna. My mistress has ordered me = to write=20 this story. I am sitting at my computer wearing my best secretary's = clothes; a=20 long sleeved white blouse and a very short black skirt. The skirt is so = short it=20 keeps riding up and exposing the tops of my black stockings. My feet are = buckled=20 into 4 inch high stilettoes. I am shackled to my desk by a chain which = goes=20 around the leg of the desk, then around my ankle. I am kept strictly under control by my mistress, Karen and have to do = exactly as=20 instructed at all times or I am punished. The story I have been ordered = to write=20 about concerns my last punishment. I was a little lazy with the = housework and=20 forgot to dust the tops of the doors. On the Saturday after my lapse I was instructed to use my hair-removing = cream to=20 make sure that my arms, legs and chest were completely hair-free. When I = had=20 done this, I had to present myself for inspection. When Karen was happy = that I=20 was hairless, I was instructed to paint my fingernails and toenails with = bright=20 red nail polish, three coats in all. This done, I was to dress as = instructed,=20 with Karen sitting, watching my every move, deciding on each separate = item of=20 clothing. She began with red bra and knickers, then my red suspender = belt and a=20 pair of sheer black stockings. I was then advised to put in my silicone breasts and sit while Karen did = my face=20 and hair. My hair is quite long now, and normally kept in a ponytail, = but on=20 this particular day, Karen styled it for me with curling tongs and = mousse to get=20 the desired effect. While my face was being done, I had to sit with my = back to=20 the mirror and keep my eyes closed except for when my mascara and = eyeliner was=20 being applied. When karen had finally finished, I tried to peek in the = mirror to=20 see her handiwork, but a towel was covering the mirror. Anyway, next I = was=20 handed a red chiffon blouse and a black skirt, with a long split front = and back,=20 to put on. Then some large hoop earrings, a pair of black court shoes = and four=20 gold chain necklaces, a gold chain-bracelt and a gold ankle-chain. As I stood in front of Karen, she looked me over carefully and decided = that I=20 should undo another button on my blouse. When she was finally happy I = looked as=20 she wanted, the towel was removed. I was shocked, to say the least. I = looked=20 like a tart with my red lipstick and dark eyes. "now then" announced Karen, "we are going for a drink." I was horrified; = I had=20 never been to a pub dressed before and started to coice my fears. Karen = reminded=20 me this was a punishment and, in any case, we were going to a club. The = taxi=20 arrived, I was handed my handbag and off we went. At the club it was really busy and no-one seemed to notice the = tarty-looking=20 blonde was really a bloke. After a few glasses of wine, I began to relax = and=20 even got up to dance with Karen, something I rarely did when I was = Mister Macho.=20 My next panic attack was soon to follow, though; a couple of guys came = over=20 pestering us for a dance. Karen just laughed and took my hand, leading = me=20 towards the ladies toilets. I needed to have a pee anyway and the gents' = just=20 didn't seem in keeping with my outfit that evening. Karen whispered to = me "Don't=20 forget to sit down to wee" As we were standing in front of the mirror, fixing our make-up, two more = ladies=20 came in ad, looking at me, one said to the other "what a slut". KAren = was quick=20 to reply with "Yes, she is insn't she?" and made for the door, leaving = me=20 fumbling with my handbag trying to put my make-up away. When I left the = toilet,=20 I couldn't find KAren stright away, but after what seemed like ages, I = spotted=20 her at the bar talking to the blokes who had been trying to dance with = us=20 earlier. I stood well back, trying to attract karens attention; the two = ladies=20 from the toilet had appeared with a few of their friends and were = pointing at me=20 and making some very unladylike gestures. It would seem that they they = didn't=20 like a tart in competition with them for the available guys. They need = not have=20 worried though; I don't think there was a guy interested in what was in = my=20 panties. At last, Karen returned and said we were leaving. I was relieved when we arrived home. Karen ordered me to go up to the = bedroom,=20 remove my top clothes and on the bed and wait for her. Five minutes = later, she entered the room. Slowly she removed her clothes, and had a look of = satisfaction=20 when she saw my erection growing in my silky panties. She sat astride my = face=20 and ordered me to lick her out. I began to vigourously lick and suck her = clitoris. Her hand grasped my head and pushed my face deeper into her = cunt. I=20 could feel her buck as she orgasmed. She climbed off and told me to turn over. She fastened a pair of = handcuffs=20 around my wrists and attached a spreader bar between my legs and = fastened my=20 straps. I felt helpless, just lying there. She told me that the guys in the bar were interested in both of us but = that she=20 said that we were married and our husbands were at home. SHe got their = phone=20 number off them saying that Joanna, her friend, really fancied one of = them and=20 the next chance she got of getting out without the husbands we would = give them a=20 ring and arrange a date. Then cam the stern warning that next time I = slipped=20 with the housework she would ring them up and invite them round some = time. She=20 said it was about time I lost my 'viginity' and that perhaps she had = better try=20 and see if I could accomodate a cock. With that she walked away and got=20 something out of one of her drawers.. I couldn't see what it was. I then = felt=20 something cold, greasing my anus. She then entered me with a dildo. I = felt a=20 stab of pain, and then a warm sensation. I groaned aloud as she fucked = me. It=20 didn't take too many strokes before she had another orgasm. My cock was = aching=20 to come. She climbed off me and warned me once more that next time, It = would be=20 a real cock and I would have to lick and suck it as well.=20 Once she had dressed, she removed my restraints and said that I had ten = minutes=20 to relieve my aching cock, clean myself up and make her a cup of tea. I = promised=20 that I would obey her, and would not slip up again. I have no desire to = see if=20 she will carry out her threat, as these days I just don;t know what she = will do=20 next just to see me squirm. This not only gives her great pleasure, but = also=20 acts as a constant reminder as to who wears the trousers in our house, = and who=20 wears the apron. Part 2 I wrote a while back about my mistress, Karen, and how she has turned = me into=20 a submissive TV slut. I am not allowed to wear male undies at home, and = have to=20 do all the housework in whatever outfits she sees fit. I have a large = collection=20 of maids outfits now, as well as lots of sexy undies. Recently she has become increasingly dominant and regularly fucks mw = with a=20 strap-on dildo. She said that it was in preparation to get me ready to = lose my=20 cherry to a real man. I became increasingly worried by the thought of = this, but=20 deep down, the thought of it also excited me.=20 Well, the other day, I was doing the washing up. I was wearing my black = satin=20 maids dress and a pair of black four inch heels. The shoes have a 15 = inch chain=20 attaching them to each other and my mistress locks these with a padlock = to each=20 ankle strap. I am wearing a black basque, the lace=20 of which has been replaced by a length of chain. This is locked in place = with=20 another padlock. Anyway, Mistress Karen came in to the kitchen. As = required, I=20 immediately curtsied to her. "listen slut" she said, "tonight you are going to visit a friend of = mine. You=20 are to be his maid for the night. You may be expected to perform=20 certain.......tasks... as well." I looked worried and was about to question this, but Mistress Karen = warned me=20 that I must obey her totally. She would be talking to her friend in the = morning=20 and that if he was not satisfied with my behaviour then she would make = life very=20 difficult for me. I gulped, I knew what humiliations=20 she could inflict on me if I refused. =20 Later that day. I was dressed in my male clothes. Karen had told me what = clothes=20 to pack and handed me a bag of cosmetics. We than got in the car and she = drove=20 me across town. As we arrived, she reminded me. "Remember, satisfy him = or life=20 will become extremely difficult" =20 I took a deep breath and knocked on his door. Peter opened the door and = I was=20 pleasantly surprised by his appearance. He was very tall, with greying = hair=20 and a neat moustache, wearing jeans and a shirt which showed off his = muscular=20 physique. We exchanged pleasantries, then he took me to a room where I = could=20 change from man to woman. I was anxious about another man seeing me = dressed, but=20 remembered what Mistress Karen had warned me. =20 I was well prepared, and had already shaved off all my body hair. I = slipped on=20 sheer black stockings and a tiny lace suspender belt to start. Silky = black=20 French knickers followed, then tight black corset to pinch a few more inches from my waist. padded my matching black bra with water-filled = balloons,=20 which gave me a delightful feminine shape. =20 I pulled on a short, white, lace-trimmed underskirt, then a white satin = blouse.=20 This was followed by a short black miniskirt, which had a delicate gold = chain=20 decoration on the front. To complete the outfit, I tied a broad black = belt=20 around my waist and slipped on a pair of court shoes with a four-inch = heel. I am=20 only five foot seven in height, and these shoes really showed off my = shapely,=20 shaven legs. Next came the wig, long and black, and a complete make-up job. I donned = =20 foundation, then blusher, pale blue eyeshadow, black eyeliner, mascara = and deep=20 red lipstick. A quick spray of perfume and I was ready. =20 I called out Peter's name and he opened the door. To my surprise, he = was=20 completely nude, apart from leather straps around his large, erect = penis. =20 He looked me in the eyes, and must admit I was completely in his power = from=20 that moment. =20 He quickly attached a collar and leash around my neck and dragged me = through to=20 his kitchen where he produced a white frilly apron and ordered me to put = it on. =20 I was told to call him 'master' at all times -- he, in turn, referred = to me as=20 'slut', 'bitch', 'tart' and 'whore'. With a slap to my bottom, he = ordered me to=20 prepare drinks and loosened the collar from around my neck. =20 A few minutes later, the frilly apron tied in a large bow around my = waist,=20 brought the drinks through to his living room. Peter ordered me on to my = knees=20 and told me to suck his cock as he sipped his drink. =20 I was hesitant, but I knew that I could only obey. I slowly licked his=20 seven-inch dick, which was still clad in the leather thongs. Although I = had=20 never done it before, it felt so natural to be on my knees sucking cock. = I was=20 amazed that I could feel my own erection growing in my silky French = knickers and=20 made the mistake of removing my hand from his thigh to stroke it. He = quickly=20 slapped me across my arse and said I would have to be punished for this = gross=20 misdemeanour. =20 He ordered me to bend across a chair in the living room with my arse in = the=20 air. He pulled up my miniskirt and slip, then wrenched down my knickers = to=20 expose my bum. He told me what a slut I looked. =20 I was shivering in anticipation of what would happen next. Then I felt = his bare=20 hand slap across my arse, leaving it stinging and tender. The slaps = continued,=20 ten in all, before I cried out. To stop my cries, he picked up a cloth = and=20 gagged me, then continued with my punishment. His hand must have been = sore after=20 another ten slaps -- I know my bare bottom was very tender and raw. Peter removed my gag and told me to be silent and remain in position. = Then I=20 felt something cold against my bum and realised he was 'greasing' me = with KY=20 Jelly. I felt his fingers probing the way, and moaned in pleasure. Then = I felt=20 something else; he had shoved a large vibrator in my rear. With his free = hand=20 caressing my thighs, then my padded breasts, he shoved the vibrator in = and out,=20 before grasping my erect cock and wanking me slowly. I was about to come, when he slipped the vibrator out of my bum and = pulled me=20 round. I was told to remove the thongs from his thick cock and kiss it = gently.=20 He then told me to put condom on him. did as I was told then applied KY = to his=20 erect organ. All this time, he played with my tits and gently stroked my hair. Then he was ready. I turned over again and he = thrust=20 inside me. I could feel him so well as his hands gripped my arse, then = moved on=20 to my back hanging on to my shoulders, then my corsetted waist. It was a = elicious fuck and after five minutes I could feel him reach an = incredible=20 orgasm. =20 By this time, I was almost screaming in desperation -- my cock was = ready to=20 explode, but he refused to touch it Instead, he ordered me to sit on a = chair and=20 play with myself as he watched but I was under strict instructions not = to come.=20 He made me caress my balls play with my breasts and stroke my cock until = I was=20 ready to burst. Then Peter left the room to come back with, of all = things, a dog=20 bowl, filled with what looked like dog food. I was horrified when he = ordered me=20 to shoot my load on to the dog food. and then eat it. But by this time, I was so completely under his control, I = could only=20 obey. Once again, I lifted my skirt, slip and apron and grasped my aching = cock.=20 Within seconds, I had come into the dog dish. 'Now, slut, lick it up,' = said=20 Peter, and thrust my face into the bowl. It was disgusting, but I must = admit to=20 a real sexual thrill from the act. My erection remained intact = throughout. It=20 must have done something for Peter, too. He was erect again. The degradation and humiliation continued throughout the night. Once = again I=20 was spanked, then gagged and tied as he teased me. Peter took quite a = few=20 photographs of me in various positions 'to prove to your mistress that = you have=20 been serving me well'. Later, he made me dress up in some of his wife's clothing -- a very = pretty=20 full-length blue slip, and a smart red floral dress. The apron was tied = in place=20 again and I was made to tidy the house, wash the dishes and dust the = shelves as=20 he played with me, rubbing his hands over my arse, waist and cock. I never did get to drink the glass of wine I poured. He fucked me one more time before we retired to bed, and told me = that as I =20 had been a good girl, I could slip into a sexy negligee (still wearing=20 stockings, suspenders, knickers, corset and bra) and join him under the = covers. There he made me suck him to a third orgasm, while wanking myself = off. He=20 made me sleep between his legs. I was a happy and contented girl as I = drifted=20 off. We had time for one more orgasm each that morning before I left. = Breakfast was=20 served in the dog bowl for me, but at least it was corn flakes this = time. He=20 made me eat on all fours as he stood above me, holding the leash and=20 occasionally spanking my behind. Mistress Karen has ordered me to write this down before I forget = anything. I am=20 writing this with my basque locked in place, wearing pink knickers that = seem a=20 size too small, black seamed stockings and my shoes locked in place with = a chain=20 preventing me from leaving the room. My mistress has told me of some of the many plans she has in store = for her=20 feminised servant. She wants me to be ringed and pierced through my ears = and=20 nipples and has even hinted that she might order me to begin taking = hormones to=20 increase my bust. I am increasingly wishing could live my life as a = submissive=20 female -- so who knows? Perhaps by the time I next write could have a = lovely=20 pair of tits! =20 Mistress Karen has told me that Peter will be coming here next week. I = look=20 forward to cooking him a beautiful meal and serving it in my maid's = uniform. She=20 said that Peter thought that I was a great little cocksucker and that it = was a=20 pleasure to take my cherry. I am sure that I will write again to tell you about our next meeting. to be continued.................... Part 3 In my earlier instalments, I told how my wife Karen became my dominant = mistress=20 and how I became her feminised submissive maid. Mistress Karen then = ordered me=20 to 'service' a male friend of hers called Peter. I lost my 'virginity' = to him=20 that night and have felt his rigid cock inside me many times since then. = It=20 feels good to know that I can give a man such pleasure. Since then, Mistress Karen and Master Peter have taken great delight in = putting=20 their maid to good use. Mistress Karen has become more and more = dominant.=20 During her menstrual period, she ensures that I too suffer. At first, = she would=20 insert a tampon in my anus. I would keep it there all for 24 hours then = change=20 it. I wore one constantly until her own flow had stopped. Last time she = came in=20 with a pair of rubber pants with an anal sheath so that a dildo could be = inserted. She locked my wrists to my collar, put a bag over my head and = made me=20 kneel over the end of the bed. I could feel her lubricating my rear, so = I had=20 some indication of what was going to happen. The pants were pulled up my = legs=20 until the sheath was nuzzling my rear, then I could feel the hardness of = the=20 dildo as she inserted in deep into me. When it was almost all in she = pulled my=20 pants high and tight. To prevent me from removing the dildo, I was made to wear a full = Victorian=20 maids uniform. This involved two control corsets that lace up the back = which I=20 am unable to remove without help. I was made to stand, head still in the = bag,=20 whilst she laced me=20 into the corset, pulled on stockings and attached the suspenders. Next = came the=20 ankle boots and the heavy underskirts before the dress was dropped over = my head=20 and tugged into place. A wide leather belt was locked around my waist. = It had=20 rings set in it to which my wrist cuffs were locked with short lengths = of chain.=20 A chain ran from the front of the belt to my collar; it had no purpose = other=20 than to rattle as I moved and remind me of my status as a submissive = slut.=20 Finally I had shackles locked on=20 my ankles. For four days I was kept like this. The pants were removed at night. = Each=20 morning at the first opportunity it was back on with the rubber pants. = On the=20 second day she replaced the dildo with a vibrator with batteries that = seemed to=20 last for hours. Every=20 evening, Master Peter would visit. I would have to serve him drinks and = suck his=20 cock whilst he drank it. The vibrator would be buzzing inside me like a = wild=20 thing all the time I licked and sucked him. On the fourth day I begged = for some=20 respite, but her only response was to show me her latest toy, a pony = harness=20 with ball gag which I was made to wear for two whole days. Eventually, I was released from my torment and allowed to wear one of my = less=20 restrictive uniforms. One day, mistress Karen came in with a package that she said was for me. = I=20 opened it and found a pair of silicone breasts. Karen explained that it = would do=20 me good to get used to the feel of real breasts. I didn't need to use my = water=20 balloons any more. The silicone breasts were fixed in place using a = special=20 adhesive and I was given a white quarter-cup bra to wear. They felt = great and=20 looked very realistic. I curtsied and quickly thanked mistress Karen and returned to my duties, revelling in the feel = of my=20 new breasts as they jiggled when I moved. Later that day, I was called in to the front room. Master Peter told me = that we=20 would be going out to a club and that I must be on my best behaviour. I = had been=20 out with them a few times now. It was always to a SM club. More often = than not I=20 would spend the evening having my tights and bum pawed at and then end = the night=20 tied over a chair licking fanny while a succession of men took me from = behind. Karen took me upstairs and got me ready. I was dressed in a sexy black = silk=20 underwired bra that showed my new breasts wonderfully. This was followed = with=20 matching French knickers and tight clinging full length lycra slip and = black=20 stockings=20 with a lacy top. I put on a nice white blouse - which showed off the = slip=20 underneath - and a black pleated miniskirt. My long blonde hair was = French=20 combed. I was put into a pair of slingbacks with a five inch stiletto = heel,=20 fitted with jewellery and then sat while my make up was applied. A spray = of=20 perfume was the final touch then I was pronounced ready. On the way to the club, I was told what I had to do that evening. It was = a gay=20 club and I was to seduce a pretty young girl who would be there with a = group of=20 friends. On no accounts must I tell her that I was a man, I was to = pretend=20 that I was a lesbian. When we entered the bar, the girl was pointed out to me. I was taken = aback by=20 her looks. She was beautiful, with short red hair, blue eyes and a = boyish=20 figure. She wore very feminine clothes, in contrast her friends who were = mainly=20 dressed in 'butch=20 fashion'; jeans and T-shirts. This girl, who was introduced to me as = Dana, wore=20 a lycra dress, white, short and lacy sleeved, with white stockings and = high=20 heels to match. She was quite tall, about my height, and had a lovely = smile. We began chatting and to my suprise she asked if she could buy me a = drink. I=20 glanced over to the nearby table where my master and mistress sat with = their=20 friends who leered at me. When Dana returned with her drinks we talked = some more=20 and it seemed there was attraction on both sides. Nervously I asked her = to=20 dance.....and she agreed. After a fling around the dancefloor, handbags at our feet, we joined for = a slow=20 number. She felt so warm and loving in my arms and I nestled into her = and kissed=20 her gently on the neck. She responded with a moan, put a hand on my = cheek and=20 pulled=20 my face to hers. There we were, spotlighted on the dancefloor, engaged = in a full=20 French kiss. The best of it was, I would have done it anyway, despite = being=20 ordered to by my master and mistress. Dana asked me to come back home with her. I asked her to wait for a few = moments=20 then found my mistress and asked her permission. I was told that I may = go with=20 her, but that I must be back by nine tomorrow morning, and that I must = give a=20 full report of everything that happens. I curtsied and left. I realised = that it=20 would be difficult getting home in full daylight when dressed, but I = decided to=20 cross that bridge when I came to it. For now, I was too preoccupied with = Dana to=20 worry about anything else. We left the bar, arm in arm, hailed a taxi to her flat across town. On = the way I=20 started to worry about her discovering that I was a boy. As a lesbian = she might=20 freak. We didn't talk much in the cab - and talked even less when we entered = the flat.=20 She made me a coffee, then joined me on the settee. Dana let her hand = rest on my=20 stockinged leg and I felt weak at the knees. Worried that she would = discover my=20 'secret' I took the initiative. I helped her to remove her dress. Her = breasts=20 were encased in a pretty bra and she wore delicate lacy knickers and = suspenders,=20 which held her white stockings neatly in place. I plucked one of her = tits from=20 her bra, took the nipple in my mouth and sucked it. I felt so jealous of = her=20 breasts. These were real and did not need to be stuck on like mine! Her hands moved to my knickers, and I tried to stop her. "Don't worry" = she said,=20 " I know all about you." With that, she pulled down my knickers and = grasped my=20 aching cock. My mind raced. She'd known I was a man all night! Mind you, = she=20 didn't seem=20 to mind and I was too overcome with desire to worry about it. Her lips surrounded my cock and she began to suck me. I was so turned on = it did=20 not take long before I exploded into her mouth with a shattering orgasm. = As we kissed, I could taste the semen on her lips. It was a taste that I = too had=20 become very familiar with since Master Peter had started to visit me! = At that=20 moment I heard the door burst open and -to my horror- my mistress stood = before=20 me accompanied by another woman, clad in black leather and carrying a = short=20 cane. "Dana" said the newcomer. "Show Joanna your little suprise." Dana peeled off her knickers to expose her small flaccid cock and balls. = Like I=20 was "she" was a "he"! My mistress took great delight in telling me that Dana had been turned = into a=20 she-male slut. Hormones had given her real tits. Soon she would have a = full=20 sex-change. Mistress Karen informed me that she had been given the name = of her=20 surgeon, and that I had an appointment tomorrow to begin my hormone = treatment. I=20 could not believe it. Soon, I would have real breasts like Dana's. I = thanked my=20 mistress. Half an hour later, all four of us were driving back to my home, where = Dana and=20 I were clad in full rubber maid's uniforms and forced to pleasure each = other=20 before being punished. As usual, the night ended with a sore bottom as I = lay=20 between the thighs of my mistress. Dana looked great in one of my one-sleeved black rubber outfits, bent = over a=20 chair while her mistress had her up the arse with a dildo. We were told = that=20 when our treatments were complete, we might be allowed to become lesbian = lovers=20 for real. Until then, we are=20 being kept apart. My longing for Dana amuses my mistress no end and she = delights=20 in telling me that my master has arranged to take her virginity when her = new=20 pussy is complete, just as he will take mine after my surgery. As I write this, clad in my tight rubber dress and white rubber apron = and cap,=20 dildo firmly in place, my body is aching once more to be taken by Dana. = My new=20 breasts are developing well, and I can't wait for her to caress and suck = my=20 oh-so-sensitive-nipples. My ears=20 and nipples have now been pierced, and mistress Karen delights in = affixing small=20 weights to my nipples and making me do the housework braless. Other = times she=20 fixes nipple clamps to them and then ties my corset so tight that I = cannot=20 remove them or=20 relieve myself in any way. I cannot believe how sensitive they have = become. My=20 pubic hair is kept shaved and the words "Property of Karen" have been = tattooed=20 above my dick. I still cannot believe all the changes that have happened in my life = since that=20 day Karen made me her slave. We can never go back to the normal life we = once had=20 as man and wife. But as I look at my breasts and think of Dana I know = that I do=20 not want=20 to go back. I am going to be fitted with implants in a couple of weeks = and I=20 find myself yearning for the final operation to make me a real woman. I will write again soon to tell you of the latest developments to be continued...............................(?) Joanna N. ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.317F64A0--