The Evening Awaits
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Tim sat reclined in a chair, one of many in a long row at the airport
reading a magazine waiting for Ted’s flight to arrive. ‘Excuse me?
Would you have the time?’ Asked an older lady as she arrived at the row
of seats and spoke juggling a suitcase as a large purse and another bag
dangled over her right shoulder. ‘Sure.’ Tim said as he pulled up the
left sleeve of his leather coat and brushed aside the cuff of the flannel
shirt and looked at his wristwatch, a gift from Ted, and replied: ś:41
(pm).’
‘Thank you. Is the plane going to be on time? I’ve just been so busy
today!’ The lady said in a breathless hurried tone.
‘I haven’t heard, but I suppose it is.’ Tim replied cordially.
Ladies notice jewelry, even wristwatches and even though she was glad to
get the time from Tim she noticed the watch seemed small even delicate on
his wrist. It looked like a ladies wristwatch! The lady noticed Tim’s
small stature and delicate features that seemed to match the watch as she
moved past him and took her seat. And as she passed she noticed a faint
scent of what she thought was ladies perfume! She glanced back quickly
and looked him over once again but passed the notion off as she went on
her way down the row to take her seat.
When the jets began pulling in a while later the hustle and bustle of the
latest arrivals began and people began meeting up. No one paid much
attention as Ted with a twinkle in his eye smiled and waved as he saw
Tim. Ted a tall big man in his 50’s greying at the temples hugged then
patted Tim on the back. Tim, a short slightly built man looked to be at
least 20 years younger. The older lady still waiting for the plane to
empty so she could board watched Ted and Tim moving away. She could
still smell the slight floral scent then noticed the magazine Tim had
been reading sitting in the chair. It said: ‘Ladies Home Journal!’ She
then remembered the delicate watch he was wearing when she asked the
time. She paused in thought then shook her head thinking herself stupid
for even thinking such a thing.
As Ted buttoned his heavy pile lined coat he gathered his bags at the
carousel. As the two walked along it looked as if a son was picking his
father up at the airport. A few might have noticed the small diamond
earring in Tim’s pierced left ear but they didn’t know that the earring
was part of a matched set, the right lobe pierced in similar fashion sat
empty. With the crowds of men and women now nearby and moving about they
didn’t pick up on the slightly floral fragrance that floated around Tim
and in his sturdy cowboy boots with the crowd and all they didn’t notice
the mincing step or the slight sway in his walk as he accompanied Ted
from the building. The practiced sway that was reduced by the cowboy
boots could only have come from much practice in wearing in wearing much
higher heels!
Under the baseball cap that hid the thinned, trimmed and sculpted
eyebrows, past the light brown hair that curled slightly at the shoulders
and framed the fine smooth hairless features of Tim’s face there was more
that even a careful observer of human nature would have missed without
closer inspection. He was just as smooth from his sculpted eyebrows to
his toes. Under the flannel shirt the satin straps of a black lace
trimmed nylon camisole caressed his slender shoulders made even more
smooth by depilatory and the scented powder that had been carefully
applied earlier.
The smooth nylon fabric caressed his skin, the delicate lace trimmed
bodice brushing his upper chest leaving no doubt as to what he was
wearing. No one could know that under the sturdy new blue jeans, black
satin tap panties had been smoothed and pulled tightly to his waist, the
tiny matching black satin bow at the front of the lace edged garment now
hidden by the jeans and a sturdy belt and buckle. Beneath the tap
panties was a woman’s panty, a vintage full brief, white nylon lace
trimmed with pink satin bows at the waist and at the front of the leg
openings and with an adornment at the front with a floral applique. The
smooth black fabric over them hugged his bottom sliding effortlessly
under the heavy jeans, with frictionless ease as he moved along, the
lavish black lace trim adorning each of the flared legs tickling the top
of his smooth shapely nylon encased thighs!
The usually smooth front of his lingerie betrayed a bulge now but it
couldn’t be helped in such circumstance, but he rest assured that later
on a tightly paneled white panty girdle would be back in place tucking
and cinching his small little bulge into a much more appropriate and
feminine mound, the center seam of the sturdy girdle cinched tight once
again providing the soothing sensation as well as the appearance of a
woman’s vaginal slit!
Under the boots and the heavy white sweat socks a delicate gold ankle
chain with a feminine bow shaped charm was pressed against the smooth
nylon stockinged ankle. The gloss red pedicure of his toenails hidden by
the boots and socks waited yet again to be seen and admired under the
sheer filmy toes of the vintage beige reinf***ed heel and toe stockings.
Tim could feel the lingerie caressing him, protecting him from the
scratchy male outer clothes that felt so foreign to him now since he’d
moved in with Ted. The smoothness of the nylon moving against his skin,
how he could feel the garters straining at the dark beige welts of the
seamed opera length hose holding the stockings taut as he walked along
beside Ted f***ed him into a feminine state of mind.
They exited the terminal and after another few minutes had walked to the
secluded edge of the large parking lot to see the large new Lincoln
Continental waiting. While Ted carefully loaded his matched luggage into
the carpeted trunk Tim was entering the car on the passenger side. A
light snow was beginning to fall, the cold winter breeze picking up now
as Ted pulled his coat collar up and looked over his ticket stub and some
papers he had found in his pocket while standing in the florescent light
of the parking lot.
With practiced ease Tim quickly tossed his baseball cap into the back
seat. After taking off his coat he tossed it in back as well. The sturdy
cowboy boots were removed and a white sweat sock quickly placed into each
one before the boots were back on the floor joining the cap and coat in
the back.
He undid the sturdy buckle at the front of the new blue jeans and undid
the button and zipper then quickly unbuttoned the cuffs of the heavy
flannel shirt. He pulled the heavy shirt off and tossed it in the back
then removed the stiff blue jeans, the sheer nylon stockings underneath
issued a whispering zip as the heavy denim was pulled away to reveal
stunningly smooth, shapely ladylike legs, the tight sheer nylon gleaming
even in the faint light from the parking lot.
The fabric of the black nylon lace trimmed camisole shined in the light
too even through the well tinted windows as Tim put the jeans in the back
and quickly retrieved a ladies overnight satchel and brought it to the
front. Ted closed the trunk then made his way to the driver’s side of
the car.
The cool wintery breeze swirled in as Tim continued. Ted took off his
coat and set it behind him in the back seat before getting in and closing
the door rubbing his hands from the cold. He started the car but waited
for Tim, marveling with an easy satisfied smile at the transformation
taking place.
The zipper of the satchel rasped loudly as it was opened and Tim began
rummaging. The black satin camisole straps were dropped from his
shoulders as he leaned forward. He produced a white lace trimmed
brassiere and quickly hooked himself into it then spun it around and
slipped the straps over his shoulders. The ample silicone forms then
filled the cups and the black satin camisole straps were replaced. Tim
smoothed the shiny black fabric over his ‘breasts’ centering the cups of
the camisole over the now amply filled bra cups. Returning to the
satchel he swished a black lace trimmed nylon half slip from the bag and
quickly slipped into it.
The long back zipper of the royal blue cocktail dress whirred as Tim
pulled it down. With a little effort he fluffed it open slid his smooth
shiny nylon clad legs inside then quickly wriggled into it, smoothing the
camisole and half slip underneath. He quickly smoothed the delicate
fabric of the layered knee length royal blue nylon chiffon cocktail
dress. Without a word Tim offered his back to Ted who zipped the dress
up. Tim did the clasp at the back.
The matching blue satin pumps were next and were removed from the satchel
along with a makeup case in one smooth motion. The six inch blue satin
stiletto heeled shoes soon adorned Tim’s feet, his gloss red toenails
shining from the tips of the peep-toe pumps and the gold ankle chair with
the gleaming bow charm now quite evident.
Ted turned on the heater and adjusted the setting to warm the car as the
zipper on the makeup case was heard. The interior lit up slightly as Tim
pulled down the lighted visor and quickly went to work. It wasn’t much
makeup but dressed as he was now it was essential. In practiced hand the
light foundation was quickly applied, as was the mascara the eyeliner and
the eyeshadow. A dash of blusher was dusted on followed by the
application of a lip pencil that quickly lined his lips. Tim found the
lipstick tube and was soon applying the gloss red lipstick to his lips in
broad heavy strokes. After dabbing his lips with a tissue he dusted his
nose and face with a powder puff from a compact.
The diamond stud earring missing from his right earlobe was quickly
replaced and a three strand pearl necklace affixed in place around his
smooth feminine neck. After parting his hair in the middle Tim combed
and feathered it out on the sides to frame his face. He finished his
with a spritz of perfume on his hairless forearms and on his smooth
hairless chest. He zipped the makeup case and put it back into the
satchel then zipped that too before tossing it in the back along with the
jacket, the baseball cap, the blue jeans the flannel shirt and the sturdy
cowboy boots. A small suitcase sitting on a complete male outfit looked
a bit strange, as if someone was there and then now gone. Tim primped a
moment longer in the mirror then turned the visor up as Ted pulled out of
the parking lot. Tim wriggled over and sidled close to Ted. Ted could
smell the floral scented perfume in the air. Tim smoothed his dress then
looked to Ted with a smile. ‘Sorry I couldn’t paint the nails.’
‘Don’t worry, you’ll soon be able to!’ Ted replied with assurance as he
reached into his pocket and produced a small box. Tim opened the box and
gasped to see a ladies diamond engagement ring! He was speechless but
put it on at Ted’s urging. A quiet moment passed as Tim’s head spun. He
then composed himself and continued.
‘Did you miss me?’ Tim asked as he cuddled close now playing the part of
a perfect and attentive lady. At having watched the transformation and
now in smelling the perfume and hearing the zip of the shiny nylons and
the whispering rustle of the feminine dress and with Tim’s acceptance of
the ring and all Ted felt the excitement of having finally found a
vintage lady that could be the proper feminine housewife he’d been
looking for for so long!
Other boots and jeans and baseball caps and such sat in Tim’s room at
home and after all Tim was still a man too Ted thought. But not for
long, not for long! Ted could feel the excitement of his thoughts and
felt the sensation as the front of his pants began to tighten. Ted
looked at the feminine figure now sitting beside him, he smiled as he
shook his head. ‘Amazing.’
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