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By Doreen
It was going to be one of my better days. I had an appointment with Denise
for a cut and highlighting and I always felt good about the pampering that I
received during one of those sessions. There was a feminine feel to having my
hair wrapped in foil and spending time under the hair drier as other women
would look at me and wonder. The color Denise used in the highlight would be
a light blondish brown which was close to what my hair would do on its own
when I got a lot of sun. The real benefit of the highlighting was when I got
all dolled up as Doreen and styled my hair in a look that was most feminine
and the blonde highlights would stand out.
I had told Denise of my recreational crossdressing a few years ago and she
had started cutting my hair with a style that would suit a women's needs yet
when combed back and heavily conditioned it would pass for a mans look. We
would experiment with the bangs and back lengths and over time the style that
developed was one that proved quite versatile for me.
As I walked in the salon Denise greeted me and explained she had an emergency
and needed to leave right away. She told me James, her other stylist, would
be able to do the cut and highlights if that was OK with me. As I pondered
the idea she went on to explain that James was quite liberal and she would
explain to him my special needs so he would be able to duplicate the cut we
had developed over time. I felt a little bit abandoned but did need a cut and
what would it hurt to have James in on my little secret. I quickly agreed to
the arrangement and Denise left to chat quietly with James and shortly he
came out an introduced himself and complimented me on my hair. He was tall
and good looking so the little compliment was just enough to loosen me up and
make me comfortable with him.
As I was lead over to the wash station Denise bid us farewell and quickly
left the shop to James and I. Before I sat down at the wash station James
insisted I remove my shirt and put on a smock which he held for me, it was a
reasonable request and the fact that it was an shiny mauve color seemed a bit
different but fun. I took the smock and went into the next room to remove my
shirt and put on the smock. After wrapping the sash around my waist I noticed
the V neckline ran down to the middle of my upper chest which showed my
cleanly shaved chest. I returned to the wash room and James had me sit down
in front of the sink and lean back over the sink to wash my hair.
As he washed my hair we talked about the cut and color he would do that day.
He explained he had other clients that wanted a versatile cut and went on to
compliment my hair and suggested a bit lighter highlight than Denise had done
in the past. As he dried my hair and wrapped a towel around my head I agreed
to a bit lighter if he thought it would not be so much that it would be
noticed. James just laughed and commented it would look great, especially for
Doreen. I was surprised Denise had given him my feminine name but at the same
time it was nice to have someone who knew and wanted to help me look better.
I was then seated in James chair and the assorted trays and bowls and foil
wraps were brought out while the process began. As James brushed the color on
my hair and wrapped it he continued to discuss the style of my hair as Doreen
and we got into a long discussion of my adventures as Doreen. James kept
asking for more details on my hair, makeup, and dress. I found myself
explaining that I liked to wear short dresses to show off my legs, which were
my best asset as a women. He said we would have to get together some night so
he could see those wonderful legs. I smiled and said it would be fun and he
could even help me with my hair as I got ready.
The conversation continued and during the next three hours we had agreed on
the following Friday night and the plan was set for the restaurant and a club
where we could go later to have fun. It was gay dance club I had been to
before but only with other crossdressers and I found it exciting that this
time I would have a male date, although he was gay and I made it clear that I
was not.
As he unwrapped my hair it became obvious that the color was quite a bit
lighter than Denise had ever done. I was a little concerned but thought what
the hell, it does look good and I couldn't wait to be able to have it all
done up as Doreen. After James had finished cutting it and doing a man style
he showed me a few little tricks to keep the mannish look although the cut
and color was more feminine that ever. As I dressed and returned to the
counter to pay for the service we exchanged phone numbers and set up a time
for James to stop over Friday so he could help with the hair before we went
out on the town.
Driving home I couldn't get James off my mind. I had never been attracted to
a man but he was different. He knew of my crossdressing and was able to help
me look better as Doreen with his skills as a cosmetologist. A night out with
him would be fun and I did make it clear that I was not interested in men and
he seemed to be only interested in helping me look good.
It seemed like forever but Friday came and I started the transformation 2
hours before James was to arrive so I could get the look I wanted. I painted
my nails, hands and feet, showered and shaved my legs as close as possible,
and did a better than average job on the makeup before I started to get into
the outfit I had picked for the evening. I had decided on a little black
spaghetti strap dress that fell mid-thigh. I had to really tighten up the
corset I wore underneath to get the feminine waist line that I needed for the
dress. after slipping on a pair of high heeled sandals and doing a final
check on the almost overdone makeup I heard a knock at the door and was glad
to see James arrive.
He was just full of compliments on my outfit and makeup and even put his
hands around my waist as he commented on its perfect size for the look. As I
turned and modeled the outfit at his request I was surprised how feminine I
felt as his eyes ran over every part of my body. I really enjoyed to
attention I was getting and struck a pose with one hand on my hip as I asked
how I looked. "Incredible" was his response and then he took my hand and led
me over to the vanity and sat me down in front of the mirror. As he took the
tools of his trade out of a bag he had brought with him he offered that my
hair should have a full and framed look to complete the look of a sexy and
seductive women. I had not done anything with my hair yet and he proceeded to
massage in a styling get and then started to use the blowdryer and a brush to
get the look he wanted.
After a short while James had styled my hair in a very full and curly look
with a framing of my face that softened the square jaw line I have. As he
spun me around in the chair to look at his finished work I could not believe
how great it made me look. He tenderly grabbed my chin and lifted my face to
have a look himself and of course he also was impressed with his work. The
finished look I had was that of a almost cute and kind of sexy women with a
very full mane of hair.
As James put away his stuff in the bag he had bought he took another look at
me and asked if I would let him do some finishing touches. I of course agreed
and he again took my chin and with a pair of tweezers began to pluck my
eyebrows telling me he was only touching up a few hairs that needed to be
removed. As he plucked away I wondered if it would be noticeable the next
morning when all the make up was gone and the male face was left. After a few
minutes he again turned me around to see and I was amazed how much a little
shaping made the difference. I now had a much more feminine arch in the
eyebrows with the peak of the arch directly over the center and the outside
of the brow trimmed up so it had the look I often admired in the models in
the women's magazines.
He then took my hand and helped me get up and I was feeling very feminine. He
again complimented me on my appearance and then put his hands around my waist
and pulled me close to his body and as I put my arms around his shoulder he
stared into my eyes and told me I was beautiful and then lightly kissed me on
the lips. It was a shock that he had done this but it also sparked a feeling
inside of me that I was unable to ignore. I was dressed and coifed like a
women and now a man was showing his attraction to me. I felt so appreciative
of his efforts that I wanted to show my appreciation and before I even knew
what I was doing I found myself pulling him closer and returning the kiss as
I put my hands behind his head and kissed long and deep. As our lips met I
found his tongue at the entry to my mouth and parted my lips to let him in. I
felt so good to have this man attracted to me in this way and had not
considered the passion I was stirring in him.
It became obvious as we kissed he was getting aroused as I felt the hardness
grow against my thigh which I found myself pressing even harder into his
crouch. I knew we had to stop but felt so good was nearly unable to pull away
as he dropped his hands down my back and across my rear as he grinded his
maleness into my body. If we kept it up much longer I knew we would not make
it to the restaurant and I did want to show myself off to the world. I slowly
pulled away and dropped my hand to his hard on and said "I guess you really
like your work" to which he replied, "Its not just my work, you are very
sexy."
I was responsible for his hardness and knew from my own experience how
uncomfortable that could be. It seemed like the kindest thing I could do was
to help him with a little relief and as I continued to fondle his manhood I
felt a new sensation in me. I wanted to help him relieve himself so he could
relax at dinner. I used my free arm to pull him close again and gave him a
deep, passionate kiss as I stroked him with every intention of giving him
relief. As we kissed I wondered what had happened to me. I was using all my
feminine charms to help a man reach his orgasm. I felt no need for relief
myself but was drawn to his now huge erection which I took as the ultimate
compliment.
As we kissed he moaned and in a husky voice asked if I planned on finishing
what I started. I replied "Sure stud, I feel I owe it too you". He then
placed both hands on my shoulders and with a little push downward had me on
my knees in front of him. I knew what he wanted but this wasn't what I had
planned. It was one thing to do a hand job but a blow job wasn't my
intention. I guess I had gone over the line at this point and looked up at
him to be greeted with a sexy smile that said "Just do it!"
This was a real first for me. I looked directly in front of me to see his
trousers raised up in front of his cock. I reached over and slowly pulled
down his zipper and undid his belt. The underwear he wore did little to
disguise his erection. As I pulled down his shorts I realized how far I had
gone in the past few minutes. I was now servicing a man just like a women
would and found it very exciting. The only thought I had at this point was
helping him relieve himself and giving him the satisfaction he wanted.
I was fascinated by the effect I was having on his cock. It was enormous and
waving in the air as I pulled it closer to my mouth I felt more feminine than
I ever had in the past. I was his women for the moment. I first kissed the
tip and then wrapped my lips around it with a inner need to have all of in
inside my mouth. As I engulfed the shaft he thrust forward and reached behind
my head and forced the rest of it inside. The reflex to choke was brief as I
learned to relax my throat and let him use my mouth for his pleasure. He
began pulling my head back and forth as he continued moan passionately. I had
become obsessed with giving him the best blowjob of his life and was pleased
I could take all of him and give such pleasure. As I moved my head across his
shaft I looked up at him and watched fascinated as his face showed the
pleasure I was giving him. I wanted more of him in my mouth and pressed my
mouth down further on his cock as his balls slapped against my chin. It was a
feeling of total submission to him and one which I knew would need to be
repeated again. I just could not control my need to swallow him as deeply
down my throat as possible.
After a few minutes his movements became spastic and I felt a load of come
going down my throat as he used more force on the back of my head and
screamed that he was coming! It was very erotic for me to be taking his load
down my throat while watching him respond to my efforts. I had moved one step
closer to womanhood.
After his intense orgasm, the object of my desires began to shrink and
although I was a little disappointed it felt good to know I was able to
satisfy him. He pulled out of my mouth with a little pop and I had a flash of
embarrassment as I looked in his eyes and realized we both were a little
surprised about what had just happened.
I got up and went to the bathroom where I fixed up the mess he made of my
makeup and again admired the wonderful job he had done on my hair. As I came
out of the bathroom he looked at me and said "I'm hungry, lets get out for
some dinner" I was in total agreement and gave him my arm as we strolled out
to the car together with my head on his shoulder as we walked. I felt like
his women and was happy I now knew I could satisfy him when he needed it.
We went to a great little Italian restaurant that had a dimly lit romantic
ambiance And great food. As we ate James explained how much he was enjoying
our date and offered we could go dancing after dinner if I wanted to. Of
course I accepted and when we finished our meal it was off to the local night
club where I had often gone in drab but never dressed up as I was. I was a
little nervous but with James as my escort I felt quite safe. He was being
quite the gentleman and I could tell he was proud to have me as his date that
evening. When we entered the club a number of men at the bar looked and gave
that look of appreciation that I was beginning to enjoy.
We had a drink at the table and when a slow song came on James asked me to
dance. He took my hand and lead me to the floor where I just naturally put my
arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. It felt wonderful to
be dancing with my man in public. I suddenly realized he was getting an
erection from my hip rubbing his crotch. I was not doing that intentionally
but once I realized the effect it was having, I felt a need to continue
teasing him. Near the end of the dance he whispered in my ear "lets go back
to my place where we can enjoy dancing alone."
I was very aware of his intentions but insisted we go to my place where I
would feel more comfortable. After returning to the table I finished my drink
and announced I was ready if he was. On the way back home James openly
wondered if we could have a relationship based on this evenings events. I
just smiled and said I was having a great time and enjoyed his company very
much. As we approached my house I began to wonder just how far I could go
tonight. I had already given him the best I had to offer in oral sex and
knowing how excited he was during our dance, I expected a little more of the
same at my place.
The End
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