Date: Thu, 22 Jan 2004 07:16:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Marty S <captgravity@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Office Policy  TG story submission

The following is intended for mature readers and contains sexual content
with crossdressing themes. This story is original work and property of
the author
Enjoy

			       OFFICE POLICY


            "Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for
the beautiful and talented Erika!" the DJ's voice rang out over the
thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage.
Erika's saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain
white shoulders as she walked. The crowd was going ballistic with
applause in anticipation. Erika climbed the four steps carefully in her
outrageous platform shoes bringing all five feet two inches of her under
the erratic stage lights. She spotted me right away in the front row with
her glittering green eyes and winked at me. That brought a smile to my
face. I wasn't all too much to look at after all. I was bald and plain
looking with the emotional scares of break-up etched on my face. Erika
was always glad to see me probably because she knew I always brought a
big roll of cash to club Private Eyes. The strip club had become a
regular haunt for me since my girlfriend left me four months ago. We had
lived together for three years until she caught me one day in a
precarious position. Now I show up once a week with three hundred bucks
with Erika's name on every fifty-dollar bill.

Erika danced and teased for the packed crowd who cheered from the dark
room. The crowd was mostly guys, especially up front, but also had many
women with their husbands and boyfriends or as part of a large party
group. The couples usually kept further back. Erika liked to play with
the ladies too. In fact she was very eager to get a girl to tip her or to
go do private dances for the couples.

After a standing ovation from the pact house after the third song Erika
peeled her naked body from the stage and grabbed my wrist. By now she did
not have to ask if I wanted a private dance, it was a given. Her perfect
little tushy swayed in front of me as I basked in her sweet aroma of
perfume and perspiration. We found ourselves a nice quiet couch in a very
dim corner of the private room near the fireplace away from the loud
speakers and even louder crowd.

As usual, I would have to behave myself. Erika was very strict about her
rules. No man could touch or lick her breasts, her crotch or her face. I
tried to on many occasions but got a warning. She was good at keeping a
space between us. Her rules did not apply however to females as I had
observed once or twice before with her and another dancer and a female
patron. It made me wish that I could be a girl and get that much closer
to Erika. I know she liked me for my money but she always told me that
she liked me more than most guys because I was a gentleman and always
made her feel special. She would always leave me at the end of the night
with a soft kiss on my barren forehead. I longed for a day when I could
kiss her pert lips, her perky upturned breasts, her firm little bottom or
her red trimmed love nest instead.

As usual I ventured home with empty pockets, a raging hard-on, and of
course, alone. The next day Friday, I always had trouble dragging my
sorry ass into work for eight o'clock. The bags under my eyes were extra
dark and I wouldn't bother shaving. I never called in sick, no matter
what. As a part owner in a company, I had a responsibility to the
business. My two business partners, Donny and Kelly would always get a
good laugh out of me at our Friday morning meetings. We were all very
close and friendly with other. I had known Donny since high school. He
was a business and marketing major in university and was the company's
key to getting our customers and accounts. He knew enough about our
technology, fibre optic surveillance systems, to get by. He is slick and
considered good looking. Donny is half Italian and has that charm that
gets him a lot of female attention. He is a great talker and has managed
to keep the accounts coming in. Kelly is Donny's ex. She is blond, built
and gorgeous. She had been a paralegal at the last company Donny and I
worked for, a wireless provider, but was under appreciated and
underestimated by the company brass. Donny was already dating her and
they eventually moved in a common apartment. While we were there I had
been working on a new idea that would transform video surveillance. As
one of the junior engineers, I was often underestimated as well. The
company simply took no interest in my ideas. When I discussed all this
with my two friends Donny and Kelly, they suggested we start our own
business. We scraped together the money and we all jumped ship together.
My share at first was fifty percent with Donny and Kelly at twenty five
percent each. Kelly is in charge of all business operations, and handles
the fine details of the contracts. I am the brains behind our products
and oversee all engineering and production.

That was five years ago and since my break up I had sold an additional
five percent of my share to Kelly and Donny. Their relationship didn't
last long after they moved in together. There were a few spats and they
soon split up. I was terrified what it would do to our business but they
were civil about it and managed to remain professional about our
successful company. They get along great at the office, much better than
when they were a couple. Neither one of them has any trouble attracting
the opposite sex, and they don't cater to jealous feelings when one or
the other discusses a recent love interest.

I had thought about asking out Kelly many times but remained aware of the
trouble that could cause with Donny. Kelly was really out of my league
anyway. Besides all that, she introduced an office policy to keep our
company successful we should stay professional and keep out of each
other's pants. It made sense and it worked up to now.

"So, are you going to tell us about the girl or what?" Kelly blurted
out.

"What girl?" I tactfully responded.

"The one keeping you up late every Thursday night," she coyly
responded.

"Come on stud, we want details," Donny added.

"Oh well!" I figured. I might as well tell them what was happening. I
proceeded to give the details of my private sessions with Erika, the
dancer. I sounded pretty pathetic, and I figured they were about to erupt
in laughter at any time.

"Why don't you just ask her out?" Kelly insisted.

"Hey, I've tried. Really, but she told me she doesn't date guys, even
the ones as nice as me. She said that she prefers girls," I responded.

"How can you be sure that she isn't telling you that just so that you
will stay interested enough to keep coming back but giving up hope of a
date," Donny asked.

"Honestly, I don't know for sure. You could be right," I agreed. Then
I added, "I do know for sure that she does like the ladies. I have seen
her with some of the other girls there, and if she was acting, she
deserves an Oscar."

"Did you see her up close?" Donny pried.

I shook my head, "Not too close, I would have had to be at the same
table."

"What is it about guys and lesbians?" Kelly asked with an annoyed
scowl.

"Well, instead of one, hot, sexy woman in heat, you get two, it's very
visually stimulating..." I started.

"It was a rhetorical question," Kelly answered. "This one here tried
to get me to seduce another girl for a threesome," she continued,
pointing at Donny. Donny had a cheesy but guilty look on his face. I
looked at him intensely as if waiting for a response.

"The answer is no. I did not," Kelly jumped in, sensing my curiosity. I
knew better than to pry any further. For some reason, Kelly felt that she
had to keep volunteering info. "It's not that I have any thing against
it. I don't! I am pretty sure that I could be comfortable with another
woman, if she was pretty cool. I admit that I have thought about from
time to time. I just didn't do it for you, because it was your threesome
fantasy, not mine. We were a couple and that would have been totally
about satisfying your ego," she ranted towards Donny. He obviously did
not want any more of that fight and thru his arms up in mock surrender.
They still had some hidden issues, but I was still stuck on Kelly's
words about being comfortable with and thinking about having sex a woman.

We didn't ride the subject too much longer and eventually got down to
business. On the next Monday, Kelly interrupted me while I was over my
drafting table. "So tell me more about this Erika chick. What does she
look like? How old is she? Give me some details."

I was a bit surprised at her interest, shocked even. I described Erika as
best that I could as Kelly listened intently. The next day she asked me
if I would mind some company on Thursday night. Kelly claimed to be
interested in checking out my obsession. "You need the perspective of an
outsider. I can tell you my thoughts on what your chances are when I see
this girl in person," she sold me.

"Yah, umm... that would be helpful, I guess," I responded not certain
what to make of all this. "Would you be comfortable? I mean...umm, ever
been in a strip club before?" I blurted.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be fine! I'm totally cool with it," Kelly
reassured me. Her broad, beaming smile really had me worked up. This was
the closest she had ever been with me and I was excited about it.

Thursday afternoon Kelly booked from work early to get her hair and nails
done. She said that she also had to pick up a dress and some new shoes.
She gave me instructions to pick her up at nine o'clock. She was really
going to do this. I arrived on time to pick up Kelly. I decided to wear
something better than I usually do since Kelly was apparently getting a
new dress just for tonight. I picked out a silver suit jacket and pants
with a black priest collar shirt. It wasn't my normal style, but I
didn't want to disappoint Kelly. I nervously rang her doorbell and was
soon greeted by my co-worker as I had never seen her before. I was used
to seeing her in her conservative suits, pulled back hair, and glasses.
Tonight she was dolled out to the nines, wearing a wispy little black
chiffon number that was mid thigh in length, sleeveless, and cut low
enough to show off some fabulous cleavage. She wore dark black stockings
and four inch black velvet stilettos with an ankle strap. She
accessorized with a gold chain around her hips, some wrist bangles and a
black and gold choker. Kelly had her hair fluffed out in a wild, abandon
look and she wore her makeup dark and slutty, with ruby red lipstick. She
looked amazing and took my breath away. "Hey, you look great!" She told
me, as I stood there with my jaw hanging open.

"So do you, Wow!" I somehow managed to spit out.

"Do I really look okay? Not too over the top?" she asked.

"No, really! Your perfect! I have never seen you like this before. You
look amazing," I stammered on.

"You clean up pretty good yourself," she complimented while punching my
arm like a school buddy. That was to remind me that she was not my date,
just my friend. I was having a rough time concentrating on driving to the
club, constantly being distracted by Kelly's full cleavage and her sexy
legs. Her scent was also very alluring. I was sweating.

I opened Kelly's door and got a great leg show for my effort. She held
my arm as we entered the dark, noisy, smoke filled room. Every guy we
passed gave Kelly a thorough once over. She grinned politely at every one
we passed. I was beginning to feel proud for a change. They must have all
figured that she was wife or girlfriend. We found a table near the main
stage but not too close. The cute waitress brought us our drinks quickly,
and we made short work of them. We watched the parade of dancers go buy
and enjoyed the lovely dark haired Russian girl on the stage. Kelly
seemed perfectly at ease and completely comfortable in the unfamiliar
surroundings. We ordered another round and as the drinks were arriving
the DJ announced the next dancer, Erika!

Erika paraded in and did her strut to the stage with a huge grin and
exuding electricity. Kelly paid close attention as the tiny little
redhead bounced up onto the stage and began her routine to the tune of
Wild Thing by Prozzak. My head went back and forth between Erika and
looking at Kelly's expression. Kelly had her eyes locked on the young
dancer. Part way into her number Erika spotted me and made eye contact.
She winked at me, as was her custom. Finally Kelly spoke, "Wow! She is
cute! And a fantastic dancer."

Erika's second song started, Sex on Wheels by the Thrill Kill Cult.
During this song, most of the laundry came off and Erika made a point of
locking eyes with Kelly several times. I noticed Kelly beginning to
blush. "I think she likes you," I teased. She had no response.

The crowd roared their approval after the second song. During the third
song, Justify My Love by Madonna, the customers traditionally start
tipping the dancer. I pulled out a five-dollar bill and handed it to
Kelly. "I usually tip a five for the floor show," I told her.

"You want me to give it to her?" Kelly asked with a tone of shock in
her voice. I sheepishly nodded.

"I'm not going up on the stage!" she insisted.

"You don't have to, just hand it to her, she'll thank you, it's
simple," I lied to her. The crowd suddenly got much loader and Kelly and
I turned to see why. Erika was staring at our table and was pointing at
Kelly. As Kelly acknowledged her, Erika crooked her finger and summoned
my date to the stage. Felling the crowd pressure, Kelly nervously made
her way to the side of the stage with the fiver in her hand. Kelly held
the bill out in her outstretched hand. Erika shook her head, and pointed
to Kelly's breasts. Kelly looked back at me with confusion on her face.
I made a gesture signalling for her to stuff the bill between her boobs.
She turned back to the stage and did as instructed, shoving the lucky
bill down between her heaving mounds. Erika signalled Kelly again to move
closer. Standing inches away, Erika gently leaned forward and softly
kissed Kelly on her breast. Kelly stayed still and Erika moved over to do
the same on the other boob. She then took the bill between her teeth, and
slowly removed it from its fleshy trap. Erika's hands pushed up on
Kelly's breasts to accent the overflowing cleavage. She didn't release
her hold on Kelly and after turning her head to spit the bill out onto
the stage; she pulled Kelly to her and planted her open mouth square on
Kelly's lips. Kelly was a bit shocked but with the overwhelming approval
of the crowd, she allowed Erika to kiss her. It was no sisterly kiss
either. Erika really was going to town and Kelly reciprocated by sucking
the tongue of the pretty stripper. The make out session lasted nearly
thirty seconds. When Kelly returned to the table her face was bright
pink. I had never seen her so off her game. She was usually a pillar of
control. The crowd really loved the show, as did I.

"Bastard!" she said with a smile. I tried to hold in my laugh. Erika
made her way off the stage after her third number and immediately came
over to our table. She was buck naked with the exception of her platform
shoes and body glitter. She giggled as she started to apologize to Kelly
for centring her out. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, my
name is Erika," she said, almost ignoring me.

"Hi, I'm Kelly, a friend of Marty's, he's told me so much about you.
You're very pretty and your show was extremely sexy," She started to
ramble.

"You two want to go sit somewhere more private?" Erika asked Kelly,
again barely acknowledging my presence. Kelly looked at me for an answer.
The look in her eyes told me that she was still curious so I nodded and
winked.

"Ok, sounds good to me, it's too loud in this room to talk," Kelly
justified. Erika held out her hands to each of us. We got up and walked
hand in hand with Erika in the middle of us to the V.I.P. room. We found
a nice comfortable couch and the waitress took our drink order.

"Two cranberry vodkas and a Keith's please," I asked.

"And two Sambuccas," Erika added.

Erika had parked her butt beside Kelly and it was a rather tight squeeze.
Her hand sat on Kelly's stocking clad thigh as she asked, "So what has
he told you about me?"

"Well, he did say that you were beautiful and sexy, but I had no
idea..."

"Did he tell you how much I like girls?" Erika interrupted.

"Well, he did mention something, but I don't know..." Kelly started
rambling.

By that time a song had started and Erika slid herself out of her seat
and straddled Kelly's lap, rather aggressively. Our drinks had arrived
and I paid for them. Erika handed Kelly the shot of Sambucca and they did
a `cheers' before downing the drinks. Erika's hips gyrated and grinded
and Kelly placed her hands on them to steady the young dancer. Erika slid
forward a bit so that Kelly's hands slipped onto her ass. Erika's
well-practiced move brought a smile to her face and a blush from Kelly.
Kelly was going to take her hands away but Erika forced her to leave them
there. Kelly then began taking the liberty to fondle that perfect little
caboose. When Erika sensed that her prey was warming up, she gently
placed a finger under Kelly's chin and very closely whispered to her,
"Now, where were we?"

With that, Erika's mouth closed in on Kelly's and very softly planted a
kiss. Kelly closed her eyes and relaxed her mouth as she allowed Erika's
tongue to explore her mouth. The kiss was as passionate and beautiful as
any I had ever seen. The kiss began to get hot and heavy as Erika gyrated
her naked body all over my business partner. Kelly let her hands explore
deep into the crevasse of the Erika's ass. I could see her manicured
fingertips probing into the pussy and ass of the hot little vixen. Erika
encouraged her by humping on her fingers and working her lip lock even
more aggressively. Erika brushed Kelly's long blond hair away from her
face and held her head in her hands. They continued making out until the
song ended. As the music died down Erika turned her face away from Kelly
to look at me. Both hers and Kelly's lipstick was smeared all over each
other's face. I had the most painful hard on of my entire life. She
looked at me is if waiting for something. I realized what her dilemma was
and produced a roll of fifty- dollar bills from my pocket. She smiled and
reached to take Kelly's hand from her crotch. During the break Erika
held Kelly's hand and slowly and seductively licked her fingers clean.
Kelly never took her eyes off of the pretty seductress.

When the music started up again, Erika returned Kelly's hand to her bum.
She leaned into Kelly again and once again shoved her tongue into the
blond bombshell's mouth. Kelly could taste Erika's juices on her tongue
and eagerly sucked it clean. Erika worked Kelly's mouth for a while
longer, then she pulled back to catch her breath as she raised herself up
a bit so that her perky breasts were in Kelly's face. Kelly
instinctively licked the dancer's titties and took a nipple into her
mouth. She sweetly sucked on Erika's nipples one at a time while at the
same time she finger fucked her. Erika was enjoying her attention and
also teasing me. She raised herself up higher and Kelly licked Erika's
belly. As Kelly licked Erika's belly button the song ended.

Erika looked over at me and I signalled for her to continue. She smiled
and continued humping Kelly's fingers. While Erika had a sip of her
drink Kelly took the opportunity to suck her own fingers clean in much
the same way as Erika had done earlier. Erika asked, "Do you like it?"
Kelly nodded. "Want some more?" Erika asked while stroking the Kelly's
blond hair. Kelly again nodded. I was so jealous of her at this point.

The next song started and Erika got up off her knees and stood on the
couch. She took hold of Kelly's head and pressed her face into her belly
again. Kelly began licking down until she reached Erika's pubic mound.
Erika lifted her opposite leg and slid it over Kelly's shoulder. Soon I
could see Kelly's tongue slip between the lips of Erika's closely
groomed snatch and bury itself deep inside. Erika groaned in ecstasy.
Kelly tongued her dancer's pussy as she continued fingering her tight
ass. Erika held Kelly's head in place as she humped her face. Her clit
rode Kelly's lip. Erika looked at me with drowsy eyes saying, "You
girlfriend gives great face!" She was face fucking her more than
anything and this went on during the entire song until Erika shuddered in
orgasm, soaking Kelly's face with her love juice.

She eventually flopped herself down trying to catch her breath. Kelly's
face was a sticky mess. "Wow, I haven't came like that in like
forever!" Erika moaned. With that she sat up and had a drink. Kelly had
one too. Erika then began licking Kelly's face and started working down
toward her breasts. Erika cupped the very large puppies in her hands and
pushed them up so that they spilled out of her bra. Erika licked her way
to Kelly's erect nipple and gave it a long suck before going over to the
other one. She then looked into Kelly's eyes and clearly said, "I want
to eat your pussy!" Kelly nodded.

Erika positioned Kelly so that her dress was up over her hips. Kelly
looked sexy with her stocking tops exposed and her black silk panties
sucked up into her damp pussy. Erika got onto her knees on the carpeted
floor and eased Kelly's legs apart with her hands. Erika began kissing
Kelly's thighs and licked her pantied covered crotch. Kelly writhed in
anticipation. Erika pulled Kelly's panties to the side and revealed her
wet lips.

"Wow, you're a real blond," Erika giggled. Kelly giggled too until she
felt Erika's tongue touching her clit. Kelly sucked in a deep breath and
moaned out slowly. Erika's long tongue knew its way around a pussy and
she did her magic on Kelly.  Kelly's heels dug into Erika's back and
her fingers ran through the long red curls on top of her head. Kelly
humped back at Erika's tongue. Erika had obviously done this many times
before because Kelly loved every second of it. My pants were about to
split from excitement. I knew if I touched it, even just a little, it
would explode. Kelly writhed and bucked as she came on Erika's face. The
little expert kept sucking my friend's clit until she stopped shaking.
If it weren't for the music volume, everyone in the place would have
heard Kelly scream. As the song ended, Erika released Kelly's clit and
sat up for a drink. A waitress appeared soon after and informed Erika
that she was due on stage again in fifteen minutes. Erika said that she
had to go and gave Kelly one more kiss. I slipped Erika three hundred.
She smiled and kissed my cheek as she dashed from the room.

Now, I didn't know what to say to Kelly, I was still in shock. It was a
slightly awkward moment as I watched her straighten her dress and shove
her boobs back into her bra. I just sipped my drink and sat there
uncomfortably. Finally Kelly picked up her drink and chugged it down
quickly. "Come on, let's get out of here!" she told me with authority.

I knew our arrangement would be different from that moment on. I was at a
loss for words as we found my car in the lot. As soon as we got in I
looked over at her for some kind of communication. She was staring back
at me with a devil's eye. "Are you jealous?" was all she asked.

"Well, yes...a bit. But wow, I am so impressed by..." I had started
before Kelly stopped me by placing a finger on my mouth. I could still
smell the sweet fragrance of Erika's pussy on it. Kelly leaned over to
me and replaced her finger with her lips. She kissed me softly and
tenderly. I could taste Erika on her lips. Kelly allowed her tongue to
drift into my mouth. I sucked on it softly. We kissed affectionately for
a few minutes until she stopped it. Kelly turned in her seat and placed
her ankles up on my shoulders. Her dress rode up onto her hips again and
she placed her hand on my bald head. Kelly forced my head down between
her thighs.

"I'm still really fucking horny baby, I hope you don't mind," Kelly
confessed. Kelly's little black panties were wet and party torn from
inside. She grabbed hold of them and gave a tug, ripping the side and
they came right off in her hand. It was a very sexy move. Her pink pussy
had a glistening sheen on it as my mouth soon found it's new home. She
moaned as I eagerly started lapping at her snatch. I ate her as if she
was my last meal. My tongue found the spots that Erika's tongue had
found just moments before. Kelly humped my face like she did with the
stripper. She was hot and wet. I loved her flavour. Kelly began quaking
and shaking and her thighs clamped tightly on my face. Her silky
stockings brushed my head as I ate her through orgasm.

Kelly didn't miss a beat and pulled me up to her and planted her mouth
on mine as she fumbled for my zipper. My cock was in pain and begging for
relief. "Marty, I need you to fuck me, I need to fuck right now!" I had
never heard her like this before but since I was being a gentleman, I had
no choice but to grant the lady her request. Now, I had to concentrate on
not blowing my load too quickly. I was a lit firecracker. I undid my
pants and pushed them down to my knees. Kelly didn't wait for me. She
rolled me over and straddled me, placing her hot box onto my swollen
member. She grunted as she impaled herself on me in one quick thrust. I
almost lost it right away. Luckily, she grinded herself down on me for a
minute or two, which allowed me to catch my breath and concentrate. Kelly
then started bouncing up and down on my pole, using me as her personal
fuck toy. She was wild with abandon. Kelly was unhinged, flailing all
over the place. Her long blond locks whipped back and forth covering her
face. Finally, I could hold it no longer and grunted as I thrust up into
her and launched a massive load into Kelly's womb.

"Oh ya honey, I needed that!" Kelly panted.

"Me too Kelly, me too," I sighed.

After a few minutes of repose, we sat up and straightened our cloths. I
started up my engine and we drove away. The ride back to Kelly's place
was very quiet, not from awkwardness but from a blissful contentment. I
walked her to her door. "Do you want me to come in?" I asked.

"Better not. Don't get me wrong. It's not you personally, I just feel
like we have to maintain our business relationship so we should call this
what it was, an act of passion," she answered logically. "It was a
fucking awesome act of passion," she added.

I smiled. Kelly was right. No matter how far over the office policy line
we had stepped, we had to go back to our professional relationship. I
kissed Kelly in a very sisterly way before heading back to the car. After
everything, I had to say to myself, "Well, at least I had sex with
Kelly."

The next morning was as rough as any Friday morning yet. This time I
could at least savour the fact that Kelly was in the same boat as me. My
only dilemma would be Donny. What would I tell him about it? He would no
doubt ask me. I decided to wait for a sign from Kelly or just try to
brush it under the carpet.

Kelly showed up looking fresh as daisies. She wore a white lace top and a
grey business skirt with her three inch black heels. Her hair was back to
its normal conservative style and she wore glasses but still looked
radiant. I got the customary "Good morning," as if nothing was any
different.

Donny was eagerly waiting for the details with a hot coffee in his hand.
"Well, spit it out! How was last night?" he pried. I didn't know how
to respond. I turned to look at Kelly for some support. I didn't want to
outright lye to my friend.

"Donny, you should have been there! You would have had one of your
fantasies fulfilled," Kelly started. My mouth opened in shock. She was
going to tell him! "Marty was right, Erika does love her ladies," she
went on acting like the cat who just caught a mouse.

"So she actually went through with it, eh?" Donny asked me red faced.
"She told me that she was going with you last night but I was sure that
she would chicken out," he continued. "Did she really do anything with
the dancer?" Donny asked again in disbelief.

"Oh ya! She was a real trooper!" I informed him. "I still can't
believe what I saw. I can't describe it, you would have to have been
there," I teased.

"What about you? Did you get any action?" Donny pried, looking for more
answers. I almost choked on my coffee, considering what Kelly and I had
done in the car. I looked at Kelly again for some kind of signal. She was
looking down at the papers on the table and bighting her tongue.

"Me? No, unfortunately it was the same old status quo for me. Erika only
plays with the girls," I told him. At least that much was the truth. I
realized that Kelly did not want to tell Donny about our activity in the
car afterwards.

"Oh ya, Erika is definitely only into girls!" Kelly emphasized again.

"Does this mean, your going to be lesbian from now on?" Donny joked
with Kelly, ducking as he awaited her reply. She didn't throw anything
at him.

"I had fun, she was cute, and it was a one time thing, that's all!"
Kelly replied.

"Damn! Now I'm never going to see it," Donny kept up. He then turned
back to me, "I'm sorry, I'm being insensitive, I know you really have
a thing for this chick. You spent all this time and money on this girl
and get nothing out of it. Kelly meets her for the first time and five
minutes later they are lips to lips and lips to lips," he continued to
joke. "I guess the only way you'll ever get to first base with this
chick is if you magically turn into a broad somehow, right?"

It was like a light bulb going on over my head. I must not have been the
only one thinking the same thought. "It might work you know," Kelly
answered.

"Maybe with the right dress, shoes, and a wig..." Donny started.

"Oh, I know I could do his makeup to look real..." Kelly added.

"Hang on a minute! Wait one second. Are you suggesting that I dress up
like a girl?" I gulped, knowing full well that I had done so in private
on many occasions. Those times were private ones and they never involved
going out in public. It was getting caught in Alyson's lingerie and
stockings that made her walk out on me. My hobby had cost me my only
serious relationship that I ever had. Still, it was a brilliant idea.

"Seriously, you have nice full lips, big eyes, and a soft face. With the
right makeup and wig in the dark light, I can make you look like a real
woman," Kelly exclaimed as if venturing onto a new project.

"Marty, you always have had a small frame, I've seen you at the gym.
You have a round enough ass and hips, but a small upper body. Look how
small your wrists are. You could pass as a woman," Donny proclaimed,
totally shattering my already self- conscious attitude about my own
masculinity.

"Oh, I know the perfect dress for you to wear," Kelly shouted
enthusiastically.

"Hold on, I am not walking alone into that club dressed like a girl," I
stressed.

"Oh, I'm going with you, as your husband or boyfriend. I have to see
this for myself now. You guys have had all the fun so far. I want to
watch this girl in action up close," Donny proclaimed.

"It's settled then, Marty, I'll arrange a manicure and pedicure
appointment. We are taking Thursday afternoon off to get you ready. Be at
my place at two and we'll get started. I have to go shopping, what shoe
size are you? I'll get your measurements myself," Kelly rambled.

"I can pick you up at nine o'clock at Kelly's place. We'll head to
the club from there," Donny added. It was done. They had made my
decision for me. I quietly went about business for the rest of the day.
All weekend, I did not sleep well in anticipation of what was coming up.

On Thursday, I had my nail appointment that Kelly set up. Two very pretty
Chinese ladies worked for an hour on my fingernails and toes. They glued
on long nails that looked magnificent, with airbrushed paint, a pink and
purple pattern that looked very sharp. They worked hard on my rough feet,
scraping away a layer of dry skin, massaging and moisturizing them and
finally applying the same pink and purple polish on the nails. After
everything had set, I made my way to Kelly's place already feeling very
feminine.

Kelly had everything ready for me; first she inspected my nails, and was
very pleased with the results. "Okay, first thing, into the tub, but
keep your nails out of the water. I'll be in with the razors," Kelly
told me. Razors meant that I was going to loose all my body hair. I was
about to get even more feminine yet. Kelly was true to her word. She
entered the bathroom while I lay naked in the hot bath water. She
produced three razors. First she shaved my chest, armpits, and
miscellaneous body hair. The second razor shaved my legs clean, including
my ass and balls. By the time we got to my neck and face I had grown a
thick hard on from all the attention. When we finished I felt extremely
smooth.

"Oh, Marty, we can't have that," Kelly said while staring at my
erection. "We can't continue like this, we'll just have to get rid of
it," Kelly sighed as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed my entire
six inches in one swift motion. The girl had talent. I had never had a
blowjob before and there I was, experiencing a deep throat massage from
my blond college. Kelly backed her mouth off to the tip and massaged my
shaft with her hand. She put her fingers into her mouth and got them nice
and wet. Kelly then eased her mouth back onto my smooth cock again taking
it very deep. Her fingers slipped under my balls and along my scrotum
until they found my asshole. The tips of her fingers circled my rim and
then very gently pushed inside. I was amazed how good it felt. Her
fingers gradually spread me open until she was able to slide them in and
out with ease. I was very close to cumming. Kelly's mouth was very wet
and very warm. She drew back again so that just the head was in her mouth
and used her mouth like a vacuum to suck on it. At the same time Kelly
buried her fingers deep into my bum and pressed them on my prostate
gland. I looked down at her and she was staring back at me with her
bright blue eyes opened wide. The sensations were overwhelming and I lost
control, unleashing a torrent of hot cum into Kelly's mouth. Eagerly,
she swallowed it all without missing a beat.

"MMM, that was quite a load," Kelly remarked after her throat was
clear.

I had no other response other than, "Wow!"

We then got serious about feminizing me again. Next came the painful task
of plucking my eyebrows. Luckily for me, mine were pretty sparse and fair
to start with. Then came a full moisturizing of my body and face followed
by powder. Then Kelly started applying makeup. She was far more
methodical then I ever was doing it on my own. First came a gel to smooth
out the lines on my face, then a cover up foundation, mainly over my chin
area to hide the bluish tint of my facial hair. She then added a
colouring foundation and powder to give me the right overall look. Next,
Kelly got out some very large and bold eyelashes and glued them securely
to my eyelids. Eyeliner followed, then the eye shadowing began. Kelly
used several different colours to blend a very erotic look to my eyes.
She then used an eyebrow pencil to shape my brows in a very feminine bow.
Blush was added to my cheekbones very softly.

"I'll wait until your dressed to do the mascara and lipstick," Kelly
informed me, stating that it could get ruined by the cloths as well as
marking the material. Kelly proceeded to pull out my wardrobe for the
evening. First was the corset. I was already very slim in build but the
corset gave my figure a more feminine shape by pulling in at my waist and
adding flare to my hips. It was black and silky and even as tightly as it
was laced to me, it felt very sexy. Next came the bra, a black silky
number with padded push up cups. To stuff them, Kelly had purchased a
pair of fake boobs made of silicone. They made me about a C cup. Next
came the stockings; a beautiful pair of Cuban cut, seemed black stockings
that attached to the garters on my corset. I told her how incredible they
felt on my freshly shaved legs. Kelly then produced the shoes I would
wear; a pair of black velvet stilettos with four-inch heels and open
toes. They had wide straps that went around my ankles. When Kelly brought
out the black silk panties for me to put on I had produced another
erection. I felt embarrassed about it but Kelly didn't seem to mind as
once again she wrapped her mouth around it and gave me another
unbelievable blowjob. She performed the same routine as before, pushing
her wet fingers inside me and massaging my prostate while sucking on just
the head. The results were the same too. I came down Kelly's throat in
only a few minutes.  Once she licked it clean, Kelly pushed the head of
my deflated member up between my legs and `tucked' it away as she
pulled up my panties, which were a snug fit.

"That should help if you get excited later, at least it won't show,"
Kelly told me. "You can't let Erika up under your skirt if you don't
want to get discovered. Tell her that you're on your period, she'll
understand," she added. Good advice. Kelly then pulled out my dress. It
was a pretty mid thigh number, made of silk and lace. The top part had a
scoop neck line but was snug enough to not show any cleavage. It had dark
crimson coloured silk roses on black lace backing. The sleeves were
loose, transparent black with button down cuffs. The lower part of the
dress was a tight black lycra with a lace trim on the bottom. Kelly
zipped me up in the back. I felt so incredibly pretty and sexy with it
on. As I looked into the mirror, I saw the body of a hot woman. There was
no trace of a man at all. Kelly had me walk around for a while to get
used to the shoes and dress. She was surprised to see how skilled I was.
Unaware of my private practicing, she must have thought that I was a
natural. She did give me some pointers on acting, posturing, and talking
more lady like. Finally we got to my wig. It was a strawberry blond,
slightly longer than shoulder length and swept back. There were four tape
lines inside the wig that Kelly applied glue to. The wig stuck firmly to
my barren scalp. The bangs came down to my eyes and cut off my peripheral
vision. Kelly got her brush, pick, and hairspray to touch up the details
on the wig and hold everything in place. Final touches were next by
placing mascara and doing my lips. She coated my lips with foundation,
added liner, filled in a dark crimson base, highlighted with a softer
rose and covered with clear gloss. We accessorized with a three strand
pearl choker, cameo earrings, and a silver ankle bracelet.  I looked
fucking sexy!

"Your lips won't smear with that on. If you get lipstick on your face
it will be Erika's," Kelly informed me. She made the presumption that
we would actually get that far. I could not get over how much of a woman
I really looked like. "Let's get some perfume on you. Alfred Sung's
Shi I think should work for you I think," she said. Kelly spayed a whiff
of perfume on me that smelled like fresh peaches. Kelly gave me a little
purse with some essentials in it including; lip gloss, compact, glue, a
spare pair of stockings and a tampon for effect.

The doorbell rang moments later with the arrival of Donny. Time really
flies when you're having so much fun. Kelly let him in. He was wearing a
sharp grey, Italian suit jacket and trousers with a black shirt. He gave
Kelly a kiss on the cheek and handed her a red rose. He had another in
his other hand that he had brought for me. When I walked into the foyer
Donny's jaw dropped. His eyes were as wide open as vice in Las Vegas. I
suddenly had a feeling of power, one that women usually have over me most
of the time.

"Good evening sir," I said in my most polished girly voice. Donny's
hand reached out with the rose. "For me?" I asked coyly with a big
smile. Donny continued to stare and say nothing. I did a turn to give him
a full look.

Finally, he spoke, "Is that really you Marty?"

"I think from now on, we should call HER, Mary. What do you think?"
Kelly implied.

"Right, Mary it is," Donny complied. "I can't believe my eyes! Wow!"
Donny went on.

"Okay, quit drooling lover boy, time for you two to get going," Kelly
insisted. As we were heading out the door Kelly fussed with my hair a bit
more saying, "you look beautiful, don't worry, your going to be great,
just have fun with it."

"Make sure you have her home by midnight or she turns into a pumpkin!"
Kelly yelled from the door as we got into Donny's SUV.

"Whatever Mom," I yelled back.

Donny and I made it to the club with the entire trip consisting of him
complimenting me on how good I looked. I was eating up the attention.
Usually, I am hardly ever noticed. I never get complimented on my
appearance. Donny had been a friend of mine for many years now, and I had
never seen him act so vulnerable.

"So what are we, we can't be married, or engaged," I stated, showing
my left hand void of any rings.

"Oh, I like your fingernails, very pretty," he said absently. I looked
back at him in disbelief. "Oh, I'm sorry, I guess we can be boyfriend
and girlfriend. Let's say we have been dating three months," he
answered.

"Make it six months, but we don't live together," I corrected him.
That being settled, Donny parked and got out first so that he could come
around and open my door. He held out his hand to help me down. I felt
like a princess. I took his arm by the elbow to walk in but he instead
wrapped his arm around my shoulder possessively so I put my arm around
his waist.

Private Eyes was as dark, loud and smoke filled as usual.  The place was
packed and we had trouble finding a table. We must have done two full
laps around the club before finding one. All the while I could feel the
stares of the other men in the place. Their stares burned into my ass. I
loved the feeling that I was the source of so much attention since I was
so used to being so invisible. Donny and I eventually got a decent table.
He surprised me by holding out my chair and helping me in; acting like a
real gentleman. I almost blushed.

We sat through three dancer's shows and consumed a few drinks in the
process. I made sure to have a girly drink instead of a beer. I never
knew vodka and cranberry tasted so nice. Most of the dancers acknowledged
my presence but none made an effort to make me part of her show.

Finally, the DJ announced, "Okay guys, and you ladies, please give a
warm Private Eyes welcome for the lovely Erika!!!!" Erika strutted out
wearing her customary white hot pants and halter-top, and silver platform
sandals. As she approached the stage, her eyes searched the crowd. She
had a look of disappointment on her face. I wondered if she was upset
because `Marty' was not there to see her. When Erika's eyes made
contact with mine, I turned away a little apprehensively. As I looked
back I noticed a faint smile on her face. Erika worked the crowd as she
usually did. Her show was as spectacular as ever. During the third song
she was taking tips from the men who sat along the rail. She made eye
contact with me; the only `female' anywhere near the stage and made the
summoning gesture with her finger as she had done the week before with
Kelly.

"Give me five bucks!" I whispered to Donny. After a moment of
hesitation, he produced a blue note that I quickly grabbed and took with
me to the stage side. I pranced over in a practiced feminine walk. The
crowd was getting excited in anticipation. The cheering grew louder as I
placed the five-dollar bill between my teeth and awaited my fate. My
dress was tight enough and the neckline was high enough that she could
not make me place it in my cleavage like she did with Kelly. I had seen
this move with the money in the mouth before and felt pretty safe that it
would work. Erika slid herself to the edge of the stage and grabbed the
back of my head. My wig was very secure and stuck tight thankfully. She
forced my head between her firm breasts and rubbed them all over my face.
She then raised herself up and lifted a leg over my shoulder and shoved
her little red patch in my face. I could feel the little bristle pubic
hairs tickling my nose. I had never been so close to her promise land
before. She humped my face a few times for the crowd's amusement. The
crowd's approval was off the Richter scale. She wasn't quite done yet.
Erika then slid herself down so that we were face to face. Her nose
touched mine and her glimmering green eyes were only inches from mine.
She plucked the money from my mouth with her teeth as I felt her soft
warm lips graze against mine. It was the closest we had ever been
together and I was paralysed with shock. Erika turned her head and spit
the money out on the stage. By then the song had stopped playing I
figured it was over but she had not released my head yet. She faced me
again and without warning planted a firm kiss right on my open mouth. I
immediately felt her tongue invade the inside and caress my tongue. For a
moment I could not hear the crowd noise, I was in my own little heaven.
After what felt like forever, but was really only thirty seconds, Erika
released my head and smiled at me. She turned to collect her tips and
clothes while I returned to my table.

"Wow, you should see the look on your face," Donny told me as I sat
down. I pulled out my compact to check my face in the mirror, partly to
see if there was any makeup damage and also to see what Donny was talking
about. My makeup was fine other than some of Erika's lipstick smudged on
my face. He was right about the look however; an effervescent glow that
you rarely see except on pregnant women.

Erika put on her clothes and started searching the room. She ignored guys
who tried to get her attention. She was like a hound dog on a fixed
scent. As I adjusted my face, Erika approached our table. She looked a
little disappointed at first but she quickly warmed up to us. Donny
introduced himself and me as his girlfriend Mary. "Shall we go somewhere
less noisy and more comfortable," the young dancer invited. Of course we
were going to follow, that was our plan. Erika grabbed our hands and we
walked back to the couch where a week previous I had witnessed the
greatest display of my life. So far, I felt very confident about passing
as a woman. In the dark bar, no one gave me reason to think otherwise.
Erika's moves were a polished routine. We had drinks and as we received
our order, Donny paid the waitress and produced a roll of fifties that I
had instructed him to bring. Erika leaned close to Donny and whispered in
his ear. He looked at the money in his hand and nodded at her
instructions. She was obviously giving him the financial details of the
private dances. She then turned her attention to me. She sat with her leg
rubbing against mine and her hand softly stroked my arm. "Would you like
me to dance for you Mary?" I smiled devilishly and nodded. Erika
straddled my lap and began gyrating to the music. She leaned forward and
pressed her body into mine. She lifted her hair to expose the ties on her
halter-top.

"Want to undo me honey?" Erika breathed into my ear. My shaking hands
carefully untied the two knots holding her top on. She danced some more
before climbing off my lap and standing in front of me. She presented her
backside to me and invited me to take hold of her shorts. I grabbed them
at the hips and slowly peeled them down off of her ass and to the floor.
The pretty smell of her legs hypnotized me. Erika carefully backed up a
little so that as I raised my head, my face bumped into her firm round
bum. I took the liberty to give it a soft, loving kiss. Erika giggled and
swiftly turned around, pushed me back on the couch. The now naked girl
climbed back onto my nylon-covered lap and started gyrating again. Every
once and a while part of Erika's body would touch my face and would use
the opportunity to kiss her exposed flesh. She made no effort to stop me.
Near the end of the song she moved her mouth close to my ear and
whispered, "Did you like the kiss I gave you before?"

I anxiously murmured a reply, "Uh-huh, yes!" With that, Erika took hold
of my face and brought her mouth to meet mine. Gently I reached for her
lips with my own. I kissed her softly, like a woman and she responded
eagerly. I had wanted to kiss her for months. It seemed so different as a
girl. Erika was the aggressive one, while I sucked on her tongue like a
porn star would on a huge cock.

As the music faded away, Erika turned to Donny to ask if we should
continue. I looked over at him for the first time since we started. He
looked flushed with excitement. His eyes were as wide as a bug's. He
gave Erika the signal and she quickly returned to our little make out
session even before the music started up again. I allowed my hands to
softly scratch Erika's back as they slid down to her rump. I firmly
grasped her cheeks and squeezed them as I had wanted to for such a long
time. She moaned her approval into my mouth as we kissed. The music
started up again and my private dancer wiggled on my lap while we kissed.
I could feel the heat being generated by her crotch on my legs. She was
really getting excited. So was I. I was glad that I was firmly tucked
away in my panties or I would have made a real display of myself. We
continued kissing for a minute or two until Erika lifted herself up so
that her breasts were squarely in my face. I didn't hesitate to scoop
her upturned nipple into my mouth and suck on it like a newborn. She
really liked it. I could feel the dampness of her pussy on my finger that
had `accidentally' slipped between her thighs from the back. She loved
that too and began humping my finger. I switched to Erika's other tit
and gave it a nice long tongue bath as well.  When the song ended, I
pulled my finger from her soaking wet crotch and brought it to my lips.
Erika watched my eyes closely as I slowly inserted my finger into my
mouth and licked it clean. I never diverted my eyes from hers. Erika
grinned wide like a Cheshire cat.

"Do you like it?" she asked. I nodded. "Want some more?" she grinned.
I nodded more emphatically. The music started again and Erica kissed me
hard. She ran her tongue deep inside my mouth and pulled my tongue out
with her lips. She sucked it up and down like a cock. She pressed her
body into my face as she climbed up. I licked every inch of her that my
tongue could reach. Soon her pretty little pussy was brushing against my
nose. Her leg was over my shoulder like it was earlier. This time my
mouth was free to lick her as much as I wanted. She had the tastiest,
sweet little honey pot I could ever imagine. I lost myself sucking and
licking her clit. My tongue dove deep inside her, fucking her. She was
unbelievably hot inside and so very wet. When I returned to sucking her
proud little clit, Erika grabbed the back of my blond head and forced
herself hard against my chin. I could feel her body shake and quiver and
knew that I was giving her a fantastic orgasm. I could hear her moaning
and shrieking over the music. I was afraid the entire bar would hear her.
The music had died down long before Erika's body finally went limp and
slouched down into my waiting arms. We nuzzled and snuggled for a moment.

"Sweetie, thank you! I really enjoyed that," Erika told me with a
trance like expression. "I want to do the same for you baby," she
purred while softly licking my ear.

"I'd love that too, but the timing isn't right," I pleaded in my best
female voice while showing her the tampon wrapper in my purse. She seemed
genuinely disappointed. My hand softly stroked her hair while my other
hand rubbed her bum. I kissed her sweaty forehead. "Let me do you again,
okay?" I asked.

Erika began kissing me aggressively on the mouth, tasting her own juices.
We necked until the music started up again and prompted my muse to begin
moving. She lay back and let me kiss her legs from her hip to her toes. I
allowed my tongue to lick her tiny toes, one at a time. I made a real
show of sucking on her big toe, bobbing up and down on it. After that,
Erika rolled over onto all fours on the couch. She was facing Donny. I
kissed her round butt that was displayed before me and licked my way to
her crack. She pushed her bum back towards my face and I licked little
circles around her pink rosebud. She moaned her approval so I licked a
bit deeper. While I rimmed Erika's ass I used my fingers to play with
her clit, massaging it gently. "Dude, your girlfriend really likes my
ass, her tongue is way up inside it," she teasingly told Donny. Donny
had that shocked expression on his face again. I enjoyed teasing him so I
made a big show of probing my long tongue in and out of Erika's asshole.
I was having the time of my life.

We continued our escapades for the next two songs. We did so much more
kissing, rimming, and toe sucking and I ate Erika out to another ear
splitting orgasm. The waitress then came with the inevitable news for
Erika that she had fifteen minutes to get ready for the stage. She peeled
herself off of my lap and waited for Donny to pay her. He held out two
hundred for her but I reached into his pocket and pulled out another two
hundred to add to the stack. Erika kissed me on the cheek and told me to
come back and see her any time we wanted. "Make sure that you take care
of your boyfriend tonight, he is as hard as polished oak," she added.

 While Donny finished his drink, I worked on my makeup, fixing the mess
that Erika's pussy had made. It wasn't perfect but it would be passable
enough. As I was working on it, I looked over and noticed what Erika was
talking about. Donny's loose trousers were stretched tightly over a
large object on his leg. I could tell how big it was as well as how
thick, which was much bigger and thicker than mine. I moved my eyes back
to my mirror to avoid getting caught staring at his unit. I too would
have trouble standing and walking out but together we made it. Donny had
his arm tight around my waist as we walked to his truck.

"Holy fucking fuck Mary, what the fuck happened in there?" he finally
asked in utter disbelief.

"I know, pretty wild wasn't it," I responded keeping my fem voice. I
could say nothing else; I could only smile. After helping me in, Donny
got in as well but didn't start the engine right away.

"That was so fucking sexy, do you realize how fucking sexy you are?" he
began rambling. I made a mental note that he said, "I was fucking
sexy." I was a bit of a loss about how to respond to that. Now a nervous
habit, I opened a mirror and started working on my makeup again. After a
very long pause, Donny started up the truck and pulled away. We headed
back into the city. The silence was uncomfortable like it was the week
before.

"I'm still wired, how about we stop for a drink? I think this Marriott
has a lounge," Donny said as we approached the hotel. Truth was he was
right. The adrenaline was still in my system. I agreed. By now I was
feeling very confident about passing as a woman and I played the part. I
held onto my date closely as we entered the quiet hotel lounge. There
were a small number of tourists spread out through the bar. We found a
couple stools to sit on and ordered. I was still buzzing from the strip
club, my heart racing a mile a minute. Donny stayed very close to me,
keeping an arm around me protectively. I was a bit paranoid about my look
and kept checking my mirror.

"You look fine babe, really!" Donny assured me. "In fact, I think you
look beautiful, and sexy!" he added while kissing me on the cheek. I was
a little weirded out by that but it did help my confidence. The DJ put on
a slow Sarah McLaughlin song and Donny encouraged me out to the dance
floor. I tried to resist, but his mind was made up. I slowly sauntered
out in order to avoid a scene. I had to walk much slower than usual with
high heels and a tight dress on. It was unusual to dance with a man, but
Donny pulled me close to his body and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
We were very quiet as we swayed back and forth to the music. I relaxed
and just let the music move me. I thought about things to say, but chose
to keep my mouth shut and just enjoy the dance. Donny was really into it,
pulling me tight and letting his hands roam over my backside. I was
suddenly aware that he was seriously groping my ass. I opened my eyes to
see some of the other people staring at us. Donny didn't seem to care,
he kept squeezing my bum and breathing heavy into my ear. It was then
that I noticed the sizable lump on Donny's leg that was pressing into my
hip. I could not believe that he was still hard as a rock. I wanted to
say something to him about it and turned to whisper something to him
like, "hey, your drilling a hole into my leg," or something like that.
As I turned my head and opened my mouth I was met by Donny's mouth
pressing on mine. He kissed me!

It was a very intense kiss and I decided to let him finish before giving
him shit. I had to admit that he was a great kisser. He wasn't as rough
as I thought he would be. His lips were surprising smooth and his tongue
tenderly danced with mine. I was getting lost in it. When the song ended,
Donny let loose his lip lock. I was dazed. "Were you going to say
something?" he asked.

"Huh, oh ya, I forgot, your uh, I mean my leg, I mean your, your hard
on, I can feel it," I stammered out. Donny smiled and instead of pulling
away he grabbed my hand and placed it on his pants where the tent was
forming.

"Nice, isn't it?" Donny sniggered. I blushed as I squeezed it softly.

"It's really big!" I replied.

"Oh, get a room!" we heard someone yell from not too far away. Half
laughing I looked into Donny's brown eyes. He wasn't laughing. He
looked very serious. His stare was going right threw me.

"What do you think, should we?" he finally broke. I knew he wasn't
kidding. I was in stunned silence. Our bodies were still moving to a now
unknown song. My breathing was heavy and my silence was deafening. I
could see the sweat forming on Donny's brow.

Softly I muttered, "Okay." Donny placed his mouth on mine more
forcefully this time and I eagerly began making out with him. It was a
wet sloppy kiss and we finally broke it after a minute. I grabbed his
hand and lead him from the dance floor and away from all the prying eyes.
We grabbed our stuff and ran from the bar to the hotel lobby. I ran into
the ladies room to straighten myself up while Donny booked a room. For a
moment I was afraid I couldn't go through it because I was, "on my
period" but had to shake my head. I was getting lost in the fantasy and
forgetting that under all this makeup and the girly cloths I was still a
man. The reality could not replace the feeling inside me that I was a
girl for at least this one night. Besides, I was under strict orders from
Erika to, "take care of my boyfriend." As I viewed my perfect lipstick
in the mirror, I left the ladies room and waited for my date.

Donny and I shuffled off very quickly to the elevator and stood silently
on the ride up. We rushed to our room as fast as possible. Trying not to
trip in my heels, I finally caught up to Donny as he opened the door to
our room. Once inside we were like a couple of animals. He pinned me to
the wall and kissed me fiercely. His hands were all over my body,
squeezing my ass and my fake boobs. I helped pull off his jacket and
started ripping at his shirt. My nails scratched his chest as the buttons
flew in all directions. He forced my dress up so that the hem was at my
hips. The naked skin of my thighs above the tops of my stockings grew
goose bumps. I could feel Donny's hand's exploring over the nylons and
skin of my legs up to the silk panties covering my bum. As I eagerly
sucked his tongue, my fingers fumbled with his belt and zipper of
Donny's pants. I eventually got them opened and Donny struggled to kick
off his shoes and socks. He had to break our kiss for a second to finish
taking them off and removing his pants and underwear. He stood before me
wearing just his open shirt. Donny's body was flawless for a male, tone,
fit, and smooth with a medium tan. Donny waited patiently for me to make
a move.

I leaned forward delicately and softly kissed his lips. I moved to his
neck and licked my way to ear. I sucked gently on his earlobe. I could
feel his protrusion pressing into my belly. I kissed his broad chest and
stopped to bite his hard nipples. My tongue then traced a line down
Donny's body through his navel to the top of his pubic hair. I had to
lower myself to my knees to get where I was going. As I kissed here I
felt the long, hard piece of meat bouncing against the bottom of my chin.
I leaned back on my heels to get a look at it. His cock was much bigger
than mine, longer and thicker. It was smooth looking and circumcised with
a fat pink head. I was breathing heavily, anxiously deciding if I should
commit to what I had started. I looked up at Donny and could see him
smiling in anticipation. "What the fuck," I thought to myself and
opened my mouth. I started by taking in just the head and sucking gently
on it. Donny groaned with delight. After swirling my tongue around it I
took hold of his pole and ran my wet tongue down the underside of it.
When I reached his balls, I softly took them one at a time into my mouth
and licked them all over. They felt very hard and full like they were
ready to explode. He loved this treatment.

"Oh baby, your mouth feels so good!" he informed me. "I want you to do
that thing with your tongue like you did for Erika," he told me as he
turned himself around and backed his butt up to my face. He wanted me to
rim him. He actually had a pretty nice ass for a guy. It wasn't hairy
and it was very firm. I had already gone this far so I figured I would
just go for it. I started by kissing his ass cheeks and then teasingly
licking a trail down the crack of his butt. He arched his back trying to
get closer to my tongue. I used my hands to spread his cheeks and allowed
my tongue to slowly circle his puckered opening. He seemed to really like
it so I licked faster and when it was nice and wet I pushed the tip of my
tongue inside. Donny moaned. I forced my tongue deeper into his asshole
until my lips made a kiss print on his skin. I could feel him furiously
beating his own cock as I licked in and out of his bum. He kept panting,
"that's so good baby, I love that." I was really getting into it when
he suddenly pulled himself away from my face and turned around again. He
was on a mission now as he took hold of my head and forced his cock into
my mouth. I opened for him and he pushed it into my throat. It was in
deep and I almost choked on it. He backed off a bit and shoved himself in
deep again. Donny was intent on fucking my face. The banging at the back
of my throat was rough and I was having a hard time breathing. I put my
hands up to stop his aggressive fucking.

"Sorry honey, I got a little carried away," Donny apologized as he
removed his cock from my mouth. We both took a break to catch our breath.
"You can't be comfortable down there," he went on taking hold of my
hand and bringing me to my feet. It was true; we had not stepped more
than six feet inside the room yet. Donny pulled me over to the big king
size bed. He lay down on his back with a pillow behind his head making
himself comfortable. I slowly crawled up onto my hands and knees like a
cat stalking her prey. I made some purring and meowing sounds to add
effect. I slowly moved in taking nips and bites from various parts of his
body. I could see his long shaft standing arrow straight like a rocket
waiting on the launch pad. Donny was enjoying my antics but he liked it
even more when I finally got to his hard cock and began licking the shaft
all over. He let me do the work. I kissed it in strategic places and
sucked his balls some more. I licked my way up to the top and slobbered
all over the big head like it was a lollipop. He was in heaven. I opened
my lips again and slowly engulfed the large head. I sucked on it for a
bit and let my throat muscles adjust. Then I filled my throat with his
cock and plunged down on it getting more than half of the length in deep.
I slid back up and slowly back down. As I gave Donny a leisurely blowjob,
I remembered what Kelly did for me earlier and decided to try to get
Donny off that way. I wet two of my fingers and brought them up under
Donny's scrotum and gently worked them into his asshole. It was working;
I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock. I
pressed my fingers in deep and massaged his prostate gland while trying
to suck him off. I felt a geyser of hot fluid spurt into my mouth. I
started swallowing as Donny kept a steady torrent of sperm filling my
mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but he came faster. Sperm spilled
from the corners of my mouth as his orgasm subside. Finally finished, I
licked the remains of hot white jam from Donny's shaft. I lay back to
catch my breath. Donny rolled on top of me and began kissing my sticky
mouth. He didn't seem to mind the taste of his own cum as he licked my
face clean. It felt comforting.

"You had sex with Kelly, didn't you?" Donny asked looking straight
into my eyes for any sign of lying. "Tell me the truth," he insisted.
He didn't look mad but very serious. "I know that move with the
fingers, Kelly patented it," he added. I should have known he would
recognize it. I never thought of that. I knew I was busted.

"I guess so," I let out very submissively. Donny was quiet for a while,
and I felt guilty. "It wasn't serious, just two girls fooling around,"
I reassured. "Are you jealous?" I teased.

"A little bit," he replied. "I'm just not too sure which one of you
I'm jealous of. Maybe I'm jealous of the fact that the two of you
started something without me," he reasoned. I snuggled close to him,
still fully dressed and very horny. Donny rolled back on top of me and
started kissing my mouth, then moved down my neck. He kissed my boobs
through my clothes. "They feel so real," he remarked. He continued
kissing southward reaching my black silk panties. When he kissed the
outside of them a bit I thought he was going to pull them down but
instead he asked me to stand up. I was a bit disappointed but did as he
asked. He took me over to the dresser unit and I stood facing the mirror.
Donny gently made me bend at the waist. I supported myself with my hands
on the dresser.

I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring the pretty woman looking back
at me as her lover kissed his way down her back. He kissed her rear end
that stuck out towards him and he continued downward licking the seam of
her stocking. Donny spent a few minutes licking my ankle before moving
over to my other shoe and began kissing his way back up. He licked a path
up the stocking seam to my bare thigh at the top. He kissed my warm flesh
and reached for the sides of my panties. Slowly he lowered them until
they reached my knees. Impatiently he kissed my bare ass cheeks as my
cock was now free of its trap and sprang up under my dress. Donny seemed
to love my ass. He kissed and licked it for a while, spreading my cheeks
with his hands. He licked my tight opening all around making it nice and
wet. I could understand how he and Erica both enjoyed the rimming that I
gave them. It felt wonderful as he shoved his tongue inside me. I moaned
with pleasure and rocked my hips back into his face. Donny tongue fucked
my hole for several minutes and I opened my eyes to see joy on the face
of my reflection.

Donny rimmed my asshole with gusto, but eventually had other plans for
it. He stood up and I could feel his rejuvenated erection on my backside.
I felt a bit nervous as I realized his intentions. Donny sensed my
apprehension and kissed the back of my neck and stroked my hair for me. I
could feel the swollen head of his cock pressing against my virgin hole.
He was very gentle and eased himself in slowly. Donny stopped and allowed
my sphincter muscle to adjust each time he felt my body wince in pain.
After several minutes I realized he was fully inserted as I could feel
his balls pressing on my ass cheeks. He continually kissed my neck and
sucked on my earlobes as he pulled his cock halfway out and then pushed
it back in again. I didn't feel any more pain and by the look of my
reflection in the mirror anyone could see the pleasure I was
experiencing. Donny began stroking his long, thick cock in and out of my
ass at an accelerating pace. After five minutes I was really being
fucked. I leaned closer to the mirror and watched the face of the pretty
girl getting a serious boning. She loved it! I kissed my reflection.

Donny was enjoying screwing my virgin ass and he soon manoeuvred me back
to the bed. He bent me over a pillow as I was on all fours and continued
pounding into my asshole. The friction of the pillow against the skin of
my bare tool felt nice and caressed it with every stroke Donny took into
me. I was really getting off on this and was getting close to an orgasm.
I could feel the cum welling up inside me and ready to blast out. I
started groaning in pleasure, panting loudly. Donny sensed my pending
orgasm and pulled my body up. I didn't cum. He pulled out of me and my
asshole felt like it was gapping wide open. He rolled me over so that I
was on my back and he grabbed my ankles, placing them over his shoulders.
Donny repositioned his throbbing dick at my anal entrance again. This
time I wanted it inside me so bad I began begging, "Please, get it in
me. I need it inside me. Hurry up and fuck me!" I couldn't believe my
own ears. Donny smirked. He teased me by rubbing the head all around the
outside of my hole. "Please, fuck me, I want you to fuck me," I begged
in frustration. It made Donny giggle. Then he took action. He plunged
deep inside me in one long stroke. I moaned. He began to seriously fuck
me. As he slid in and out, Donny kissed my ankles and licked my shoes. It
was very sexy. I kept encouraging him all the way, yelling, "Fuck me
baby! Fuck me!" He didn't disappoint me. I figured he had been giving
it to me for over half an hour when he finally announced that he was
coming. I was still on the edge myself. With his balls pressed firmly
against my ass I felt his cock spurt a gusher of hot sauce up my bum.
Donny then quickly pulled his cock out of me. I looked up as he grabbed
my strained erection and slapped his on it. In his hand he squeezed our
two cocks together. His was hot and covered in cum. I could not hold back
my orgasm and we exploded together in his hand.

I must have dozed off after that for a while because the next thing I
remember was Donny exiting the bathroom and finishing getting dressed. I
slowly dragged my body off of the bed. I could barely stand up as my
knees were week and my bum was aching. I managed to make it to the
bathroom and went in to get cleaned up. After a while Donny knocked on
the door. "Hurry up, its late and I have to get you back to Kelly's,"
he insisted. I had lost track of the time but it was after midnight,
which was when Kelly was expecting me. I did my best and we eventually
got out of there. We were more than an hour late getting back and Donny
waited for me to get inside before leaving. Kelly woke up when I got
there and I was glad that she was pretty out of it. I told her that I
could `unfem' myself and insisted that she go back to sleep. She was
far too curious for that and followed me to the bathroom where I began to
undress.

"So? What happened? Did you get any?" Kelly asked. She had no idea.

"It went very well, better than I figured. Erica really liked me. I
think she came twice," I answered.

"Good! I am so glad for you honey," she responded with lazy eyes.  She
was quiet for a while except for a yawn. Kelly then asked, "What about
Donny?" I turned away in alarm as I folded my clothes.

"What do you mean? Oh, no. Erica really didn't have anything to do with
him. You know she doesn't do anything with men," I finally answered.

"No, I meant did he get any from you?" she strategically replied. I was
shocked at her question and did not answer right away.

"You did! I knew it. I knew that you let him fuck you," Kelly went on.
"You could see it in his eyes when he looked at you earlier, he wanted
you. I could tell how much you liked the attention too, girls love that,
and you were very much a girl tonight. I figured something would happen.
When you showed up so late I was pretty sure, but your stunned silence
confirmed it," Kelly informed me. I was busted again. Now that the cat
was out of the bag, our entire relationship between the three of us would
have to change forever. She seemed a little bothered by it but not overly
upset.

The next morning started off like hell. My head was aching, my ass was
sore, my eyes were heavy, my male clothes just did not feel right on me,
and I carried the weight of the past two weeks on my shoulders. I was
dreading the impending confrontation of the morning meeting. My biggest
worry was that we would have to end our business relationship since we
were all guilty of breaking our own office policy. I was the last one
there as usual. My oversized coffee could not hide my face.

"Morning," I said to my two partners who were sitting quietly in our
conference room. I felt better that the two of them looked like hell too
for a change. Kelly wore pants and a baggy sweater and her hair was
pulled up half-assed. She didn't bother with any makeup. Donny wore a
pair of denim pants and a pull over. He had razor stubble indicating that
he didn't bother shaving.

"Morning," Donny answered.

"Ya, morning," Kelly added. I wondered who would break the silence
first. As it turned out it was none of the three of us.

June, our receptionist interrupted us, "Mister S, call for you on one."
I normal did not take calls during our meeting but the tension was so
high I gladly left the room. I took the call in my office.

"Hi, its me," came the soft female voice over the phone. I searched my
mind to recognize the voice. It wasn't working.

"Yes, Marty here," I answered still searching for an identity.

"It took me a while to clue in. At first I had no idea. I was looking
for you all night and wondered why you didn't show up. It wasn't until
an hour after you left that I figured it out. Your eyes were the give
away. You can dress them up all you want, but the eyes don't change,"
she went on. It was Erica. She had figured it out.

"You know that was me?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes, I'm sure of it. By the way, you make a beautiful woman. After
that I went searching for that card you gave me a while ago with your
business number on it. I never threw it out. I still have it. Anyway, I
was thinking..."

Epilogue

I entered the conference room twenty minutes later. Donny and Kelly
seemed amused at the smile on my face. They both seemed a bit more cheery
than when I left. The tension was much lighter anyway. I sat down. Kelly
cleared her throat and spoke first, "Donny and I have already started
talking. Obviously things have changed between the three of us. The
office policy didn't work out the way it was intended. We feel that we
are all pretty mature enough now that a little adult fun out of the
office won't damage our business."

"So long as we are all open and honest about everything, we don't have
to be ashamed of anything we do or say to each other," Donny added.

"Donny and I had issues before but we agreed that we could work through
them. I think it helps that you were involved with the both of us, now we
can share something between all of us," Kelly continued.

I was still grinning from ear to ear. "So Kelly and I had this idea. If
your cool with it, we were thinking that the three of us, that is Kelly,
me and you as Mary, would get together tonight for a little private
party, just the three of us. What do you think?" They both looked at me
anxiously waiting for a reply.

"That's a great plan, I agree we should definitely do that," I finally
answered. They both looked relieved. "Let's make it tomorrow night
instead okay," I added. They looked confused. "I would love to tonight,
don't get me wrong, but I already have a date for tonight. Maybe
tomorrow I can formally introduce you both," I finished. They looked
puzzled at each other and then back at me. My smile widened.

"Erika?" Kelly guessed. I simply nodded.


Mary-Margret

(Marty)