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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

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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>

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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>
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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

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                             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.




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