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Sarah Gets Even By Ellen I can't help it if I suffer from wandering eye disease. There is a woman walking down the street in a real short skirt, or tight jeans, I can't help but look. I see an hour glass figure or a pair of very nice breasts and my appreciation usually became obvious. Especially to my girlfriend, Sarah hated that I always looked at other women. Worst of all, I would do stupid things like point out other women with her in the car with me, or if we were watching television. "Look at that!" or "Nice!" Sometimes my comments were not so politically correct. Perhaps I was a bit out of control. Sarah and I had gone on a vacation to Key West. Very beautiful and warm climate I'm sure I don't have to tell you about how hot looking the women are who live or hang out in this popular city. Perhaps I should have known this trip would put me through the ultimate test. A test that I was doomed to fail. We landed at Key West International Airport at about ten in the morning. Outside the terminal I hailed a cab. Heading toward the hotel I was feeling a heck of a lot better. Stretching my legs out in the back of the vehicle. Those airline seats get so cramped. Sarah was staring out over the Gulf of Mexico. I took hold of her hand and she smiled at me. "Not a cloud in sight." I observed. "It is so nice down here. Look at how calm the Gulf is." Pointed Sarah. I looked out in the direction she pointed, but not at the water. The women must have all been wearing thong bikinis. I mean there was very little left to the imagination. Sarah glanced over and saw that my eyes were going off in all different directions. She knew I was focused on other bodies other than the body of water. "How about putting your eyeballs back in your skull honey!" The cab driver snickered "I was enjoying the climate. Sarah just relax." "I'll relax, you just know this I didn't come down here to watch you stare at every woman." The cab driver laughed again. That really annoyed me, I mean this guy must have known how I felt. "Your boyfriend has a problem with a wandering eye?" The cab driver asked. Sarah of course had to vent. "Yes, he is just awful." I looked at the hack license so I could address the driver who was sticking his nose into our personal affairs. His name was Joe Waters. "Listen Joe, don't get me in any more trouble than I am already in." "Sorry, but if I might say one last thing, don't waste your time admiring these ladies, when you have a perfect looking one right beside you." Sarah blushed. Joe was right. Remember cabbies and bartenders usually have good advice. Unfortunate for me I may have agreed, but could not help my habit. We arrived at the hotel and Joe helped us with our luggage to the curb. A bell hop began loading our luggage on the cart. Sarah told me to go register, while she took care of the driver. I followed the bellman into the lobby and toward the front desk. The woman behind the desk came up and smiled. "Checking in Sir?" "Yes reservation for Rudy Hanson." She entered my name into the database and pulled my information. "Yes you had a non-smoking room with a king size bed over looking the beach, correct?" "That's right." "I'll just need a major credit card for any long distance calls and for our express check out." I handed her my card, and watched her walk over to the authorizing register. I couldn't help but appreciate her feminine figure. Especially in that cute blue mini skirt and blazer. "Everything is in order Mr. Hanson. I'll just need you to sign here and I'll get your room keys programmed." I took the pen from her and signed on the line. While they programmed the card keys for the room, I looked out the window and saw Sarah and Joe shaking hands and smiling about something. Sarah then proceeded into the hotel. I didn't think anything of it, my girlfriend was very nice. Once the approval on my credit was done, I collected my card and we were both escorted to the elevators which took us up to our room. I had just washed up in the washroom and walked into the room when I saw Sarah standing on the balcony over looking the beach. The sun glistened in her short blonde hair. She was wearing a pink bikini, and as her body bent over the railing her sweet round ass just begged to be touched and fondled. I came up behind her and put my arm around her waist. Pulling her back towards me, I rested my chin on her shoulder and looked out over the Gulf. Sarah sighed in a rather passionate way. This was a very romantic moment which began to stir my manhood to attention. "Someone is trying to get a view besides us." Whispered Sarah. She turned around and gently pushed me back into the room. We kissed each other situating ourselves on the bed. Her tongue pierced my puckered lips and swirled around my tongue. I caressed her flat stomach, and brought my hand up to cup her supple breast. Our kiss got deeper and wetter. Her hand found it's way to my hair. She loved my long brown hair. Her strokes of my locks really began to ignite the heat. I managed to undo the string on the back of her top. This made easier access to her nipples which know became my fingers play thing. They became very erect and I played with one side then switched to the other until both stood out at full arousal. We broke off the kiss and I began to touch my lips to her neck, then down to the shoulders, making my way down to her breasts. Kissing and nibbling on each mound of flesh. Sarah was breathing very heavy. I reached down to her smooth thighs and began to work my finger magic. Gradually bringing my hands to her bikini briefs and working them down. Her legs lifted and with her arm helped remove the garment. I brought my fingers to her nest and began to settle in. Sarah had become very moist, and her grip on my hair tightened. As I began to massage her clitoris, she brought her hands to my back. Her juices started to flow. I positioned myself further down so that I could give her a taste of oral pleasure. Sarah must have been biting her knuckles. My mouth and chin dripped with her fluids as I pulled away. Bringing my fingers back to her clit and working it, I could feel her body tense up. "Yes..Yes..." Moaned from her lips. Sarah grabbed my shoulder and arched her back as the first convulsion started. I continued to rub, and she began to tense again, her stomach trembled. Then she let out one long moan as her hands went to grab my hand away to stop. My girlfriend caught her breath and put her head over my ready and able cock. She took it into her mouth and began to work on me. I tried to enjoy this but knew it was just a tease. She never gave a full blow job before. My hand combed through her hair and I could feel my volcano ready to erupt. Then I made my second mistake of the day, and just as she was about to pull away, my hand tightened on her head. Sarah tried to push my hand out of the way, but I was so close and after all I ate her out. She began to sink her teeth into my flesh when I knew to loosen my grip. Sarah shot me a dirty look and wrapped her hands across my cock and finished me off with a hand job. I erupted all over my stomach and chest. She scooped up some of my cum on her fingers and brought it to my lips. I turned away. She laughed. "See you don't want that taste in your mouth either." As great of a person as Sarah was, I guess I still had to resent the fact I couldn't get her to give me a full blow job. I've always wanted one, and she for some reason just isn't comfortable with it. Maybe deep down that is one of the reasons why I always stare off at other women. I always wonder just how dirty some of these hot babes are. We finally made it out to the beach after taking showers. Sarah rested on a lounger under an umbrella, while I went walking toward the water. The temperature must of been in the nineties. A couple of clouds but other wise blue skies and shallow waves. I waved to my girl as she applied some sun-tan lotion to her arms. Then I went to turn to go into the water when all of a sudden another woman bumped into me. Startled, I managed to stutter "Excuse me." "I'm sorry, it was my fault." She smiled. This woman had on some dental floss and gauze. Her bosom might as well have a couple of pasties attached. She had long brunette hair, and very well toned body. I even noticed the sand clinging to her thighs. Drool pooled up in my mouth. "That's okay, mind if I ask your name?" "Mona, and yours?" "Rudy." I smiled. "Well Rudy I am sure I'll see you around." She continued on her way towards a few other scantily clad girls. I couldn't take my eyes away. What I would do to be in the middle of that group right now. Looking back to Sarah after feeling the guilt shoot through me, after all that must have looked bad. Sarah was gone. I walked back to the lounges and found her book and beach bag. I thought to myself that must have pissed her off. Standing there looking up and down the beach and back to the hotel to see if she was in sight. "I screwed up now!" Kicking the sand. I sat down and covered my face. "Time to go back to the room and apologize." I brought my hands down and stood to gather our belongings. Then Sarah emerged from the hotel with a bottle. She had on a smile. Frustrated, when she came closer, I asked if everything was okay. "Sure, I had to go back to the room to get more lotion." Phew! I thought for sure the nails were going into the coffin. "You had me worried for a second." "Your getting a little red, Let me spread some lotion on you." She suggested. "Good idea, I'll just lie next to you and relax a little." I got comfortable on my lounger while Sarah work with the Suntan lotion. She was smoothing a nice thick coat all over my arms, legs, and chest. Being very considerate she gathered my hair up and made sure the lotion didn't get in my hair, when she applied more to my back. "Let me just dab a little on your face. That's it." She put on her sunglasses and sat back in her chair picking up the book to read. About twenty minutes later my skin began to tingle. "Sarah, I'm going into the water. I think I'm going to cool off." "Go right ahead Rudy." She smiled. I stood up and made my way to the water. One thing about the Gulf of Mexico, you don't have to worry about cold water. I walked right in and found a spot to wade. The waves were strong enough to force me to have to tread water as the surges went by. My skin still tingled and I noticed hair on my hands from the areas I scratched for comfort. Panic struck me, as a bad thought occurred to me. I swam back to shore and discovered the hair on my body was gone in several patches. As I marched back Sarah grabbed a towel and handed it to me. "What's wrong?" she asked. "I think you rubbed depilatory cream on me by mistake!" I dried the rest of my body and to my dismay saw the collection of the rest of my body hair clinging to the hotel towels. I slid into my sandals and made my way back up to the hotel. Sarah grabbed her personals and followed. We went into the elevator and I was not happy. Once in the room I took off my swim suit to get back in the shower. I watched as what little hair was left went down the drain. I stood at the bathroom sink looking into the mirror. My face stubble was even gone. Talk about smooth shaves. Closing my eyes I tried to relax, must have been an accident. Accidents happen and hair grows back. I grabbed the hair dryer and looked down into the garbage can. There it was staring at me. I reached in and pulled out the bottle. Hair remover, odorless, works in minutes. I opened the door to the bathroom to find out what this was all about. Sarah was holding a glass in her hands. A mini bottle of jack daniels sat on top of the mini bar. I grabbed the cup and swallowed it down. I showed her the bottle I had found. "Is this your way of getting even with me?" I asked. Sarah looked up at me, "No, it's a start!" My vision became blurred, I sat down on the bed, the room began to spin. My body fell back and it seemed like an eternity until my head hit the mattress. Sarah stood over me, "See you in awhile." Opening my eyes to the brightness of florescent lights caused me to bring my hand to cover my eyes. My vision became used to the surroundings. As I brought my hand away from my eyes the long bright red nails stood out on my fingers. "My nails! " I brought my other hand up and saw the same well manicured job. A woman in a floral smock stood beside me, "Well I see Rose is admiring her new nails." I went to get up only to find my body was strapped to a chair. A cape seemed to be fastened around my neck. Stopping I looked into the mirror in front of me and same heat lamps resting behind my head. "Oh Shit!" Was all I could say. Sarah stepped behind me, "Stunning, I would say. I think we could turn these off now." She turned the lights out and the other woman pushed the lights out of the way. I stared at my reflection and saw that my head was gone and a womans' head was put in it's place. The once straight long brown hair was lighter in color, and styled in a feminine manner. I had been given a perm. They applied make-up to my face, I never saw my skin look so smooth before. My lips painted bright red and seemed much fuller. The eyes were made up with black mascara, eyeliner, and a beige, blue eyeshadow, if it weren't for my familiar baby blues, I wouldn't know it was me. They even shaped my eyebrows. "Well Rose, Aren't you going say something?" Sarah kneeled next to me resting her head on my shoulders. She pulled back my hair from off my shoulder. I caught the pearl earrings which I had bought for my girlfriend as a present. Only they were in my ears. "Why?" Was my only response. "Now! Now sweety. I know how much you love admiring the ladies. So I thought why not just admire yourself." Sarah unhooked a strap and tossed it over my right side. Then she tugged on the cape revealing the rest of her handy work. My mouth went dry. I was wearing a tight red dress. Most disturbing was the feminine curves and bust. I appeared to have a set of D's. Leave it to me to notice what my chest size is. Trying to get up was tricky because it hadn't occurred to me that a pair of red high heels would be a part of my ensemble. "I knew you were upset, but why did you do this to me?" "You need a lesson Rudy. The first thing you must learn is that tonight your name is Rose." "I'm not going to do anything!" "Second thing, you have no choice. You will participate in everything I have planned for you tonight. Or you can try to get back to the hotel with no money, or identification. Especially no room key." Sarah never looked so serious. She had me over a barrel. I couldn't handle the humiliation of wandering around Key West in drag. Then again it was Key West. Since I was pretty much a green horn, I knew it would be better to just go through with Sarah's prank. After all she did say just for the night. I didn't look all that bad. "You win, I'll go through with your plan." "That's a good way to start off the evening Rose. Just you wait and see what hoops I'll have you going through. If you obey me tonight, completely perhaps I will not break up with you." The stakes grew higher, my relationship at risk, I felt like my honor was on the line. What Sarah didn't know was that I planned to propose to her on this trip. I loved her, and if this is what it would take to win her respect, then I felt all the more motivated. Sarah grabbed her purse and handed me a small red purse with a thin spaghetti strap. "Put this over you shoulder, all your make up for touch ups is in it." I slipped the strap through my arm and began to take my first steps in the high heels. "It takes some getting used to but you'll get the hang of those four inch heels." She took my elbow and helped escort me out of the beauty salon. The sun had already set. A cab was waiting. "Get in Rose and for gosh sakes sit like a lady and don't forget to smooth out your skirt. I wouldn't want you to wrinkle your dress." Sarah opened the door for me and I sat down smoothing my skirt and then situating my legs into the car. I crossed them as best as I could. She got into the other side. Sarah also wore a dress like mine but a complete black color scheme. "Look Rose your legs should be crossed just like mine. Relax this leg, bring up the knee on your other," I did as she instructed, and sure enough my legs relaxed into a feminine position. "That's better, Joe..." Joe! I looked up and to my embarrassment was our driver from this morning. "...Joe take us to the Busters." "You got it Ma'am, and might I say you ladies both look very lovely." I looked down during the car ride. Sarah put her hand on my leg. My dress had a very short hem. A lot of leg was showing. I noticed for the first time that the pantyhose I was wearing made my legs look good. With the hair gone they felt smooth. I wanted to touch my leg, just like I enjoyed touching other women when they wore stockings on there legs. I just enjoyed the feel. Now it was my leg and I could not very well caress myself. I must not have paid attention to where Sarah was taking us because when the cab pulled up into the parking lot to Busters my jaw dropped. Busters was a chain restaurant that specialized in ribs, shrimp, and waitresses in uniforms that showed off there endowments. I loved this place and it wasn't because of the good food. Perhaps I never should have told my girlfriend I enjoyed eating lunch at this chain establishment. Sarah suggested, "Joe, why don't you come on in and join me after you park the car. I'll buy you dinner." "What do you mean you, don't you mean us?" I asked. "Don't worry you'll be there too! Now it's time to get out." We exited the cab while Joe pulled off to find a spot. Sarah walked me into the Restaurant, and it was no surprise to me to see the place very busy. "Probably won't be able to get a table." I said. "Oh don't worry, I have reservations." That was funny unless you were having a party, I don't recall Busters taking reservations. Sarah went up to the hostess. Of course she was wearing the signature tight white shirt with Busters inscribed across the chest, and the very short red shorts, which were equally tight. "How many in your party tonight ladies?" "I'm looking for Mona." That name sounded familiar. The Hostess stepped away for a minute and came back with another one of the Buster Girls. No wonder Mona sounded familiar, because it was the same woman from the beach this afternoon. "Hi Sarah, I see you made it I have everything ready. Is this Rose?" She looked me up and down. "You did a great job girlfriend." She turned to the Hostess, "Make sure you give this lady a table in ten minutes. Oh and make sure it is as far away from the kitchen as possible." Sarah smiled, "Thanks Mona." "No problem, okay Rose you come on back with me." I looked at Sarah, "What's going on here?" "You go with Mona, that's what's going on, you will do as she says from now until we are ready to leave." I agreed to obey her, so I had no choice. I went with Mona through a door labeled employees' only. We walked into a ladies changing room. Which had several lockers. "All right, as I understand it you will do as I say, so lets get you out of that dress and into your waitress uniform. Tonight your going to be a busters girl." She unzipped the back of my dress and I pulled it down. Mona took my dress and placed it on a hanger. I stared down at my corseted waist. I had on a satin corset and black bra and panties. My bulge was not there, I felt my manhood stirring but it seemed to be restrained between my legs. Then I realized how Sarah achieved giving me a D-size bust. Somehow false breasts were attached to my chest. They felt real to hold through the bra. The touch gave away that they were fake. Mona handed me from her locker a bundle. I pulled the T-shirt on and the shorts. They were very tight and showed off everything. I was given ankle socks and sneakers to complete my uniform. Amazing how sexy theses waitresses looked in these clothes. As I was handed a round tray with an order pad. The reality of the situation hit me. "She doesn't expect me to waitress?" "Actually, I don't want to risk my job. Let's just say for the next couple hours you'll be my trainee. Understand?" I nodded, and took a deep breath as I followed Mona out of the dressing room and back into the restaurant. "You better loosen up Girl, and put a little sway in your steps. You need to work it." I did as Mona suggested. We walked through the restaurant and I could feel the eyes of hundreds of men checked me out as I shadowed my Trainer. We walked to the furthest table in the corner where Sarah and Joe were seated. "Good Evening, I your server, Mona, and tonight Rose will be training with me. May I take your drink order?" Sarah looked me over and so did Joe. I felt pretty ridiculous. Sarah started, "Yes I would like to try the strawberry daiquiri." Joe ordered, "Just a cola please." "A strawberry daiquiri and a regular cola. Are you ready to order?" Sarah gave me a long look, "No why don't you bring us our drinks and then we will order." She was really making sure that I had to endure just what it was about me that she didn't like. We brought there drinks and they ordered dinner. I actually had to solo the bringing it out. If it wasn't a refill on a drink it was to get extra barbecue sauce. Joe had a great old time, I even got a few pats on the ass by him. Mona introduced me to the other Buster Girls. They all took their shot at me. Telling me what great legs I've got, or commenting on my eyes. I was trapped as a Busters Girl in paradise. Then during dessert, a party of eight howling college boys were seated. Mona decided since I was doing so well that I should go serve their table. "Try to put a little soprano in your tone when taking there orders." I sashayed over all the time watching my girlfriend get her jollies from seeing me being checked out by these horny men. Hands made there way to grazing my legs and my behind. I came to realize that I was these guys and must have done the same thing countless times. I felt humility. I brought Sarah and Joe their dessert, as Mona took over the party of eight. "I think you learned your lesson here, why don't you go get changed, and by the time we're done you will be ready to continue with us." "Thank you Sarah." "Don't thank me yet Rose." I was just happy to be allowed to change back. I went into the locker room and was greeted by one of the other Servers. "Mona wanted me to make sure you left here the way you came in." My make up was taken out of my ourse and touched up. I pulled my dress on and the girl helped zip it up. I slipped on my heels gathered my belongings, and was ready to leave. I was handed my uniform. "Don't forget these after all they are yours." I grabbed the bundle and walked into the lobby where sure enough Sarah waited. We left the restaurant and got into the waiting cab. "Thank goodness that is over, can we go back to the hotel?" I asked. "No I am taking you out so you can dance." Sarah grabbed my hand, "You really turned me on with that uniform, I'm glad you took it with because maybe I'll have you wear it at home." Joe drove us to a place called The Paradise Club. Once again I was escorted out of the car and this time into a side door. A bouncer, 6 feet five inches weighing probably 280 pounds told us to go through the front. Sarah handed him a card, and he looked at it and waved us in. "You'll find Cat through the red door." Now I began to get real nervous, I heard the rock music, and the familiar smell of booze and cigarettes. But it was the P.A. announcer giving introductions which echoed in the back that really sent me in a terror filled panic. "Give it up for Violet!" I was brought to a strip joint. Taking my arm Sarah pulled me into the red room. There sitting or standing were at least twenty lingerie clad strippers. All staring at me and Sarah. "Are you lost ladies?" One of the dancers asked. "I 'm looking for Cat." One of the woman stepped forward. She was wearing black fur bra, and black fur panties with a tail. In here hand she held cat ears. "I'm Cat are you Sarah?" I shook my head, this was going way over the boundaries. "No Sarah, I can't do this." I exclaimed. Cat took hold of me and several other of the girls came to her aid. "Don't worry, she'll be in good hands with us. Why don't you go to the disc jockey booth. Domina, here will show you to the stairs." Sarah followed the girl out of the room, as I was escorted deeper into the clutches of these dancers. "Okay gentleman, We have a new dancer here tonight, why don't you all give a nice warm welcome to Rose." The music started and ZZ Tops "She's Got Legs" started playing. I stepped out of the curtain onto the stage. The spotlight shining on my nervous face. I was told to smile. Only I could tell it was awkward. I was wearing pink high heels, pink ankle socks with white ruffles, pink stockings, panties, corset with garters, and a short pink top. My hair was done up in a pink ribbon. I stepped out onto the stage trying to remember the choreagraphy the other dancers taught me. I decided to just let go and give it all I got, so I can get it over with. I strutted out to the center stage and made my way down the cat walk. When I got to the end I grabbed hold of the dance pole and spun around. I faced the crowd and brought my hand in my hair to undue the ribbon. I pulled it out and shook my head of hair so that my hair would fall onto my shoulders. Then I went back up the Catwalk to a pole in center stage and took hold facing back out over the crowd. I could see the disc-jockey booth and Sarah inside smiling. I looked at her as I bent backwards grinding my crotch into the pole. I began to loose my inhibitions and just focused on bringing my routine home. I stepped out from the pole and began to undo my corset. I unhooked it and tossed it to the side revealing my smooth stomach. My pink sequined panties and garter belt sparkled in the light. I strutted forward and knelt down on my knees placing my hand on my crotch and rubbing it in front of the spectators. Then I grabbed my pink T-shirt and ripped it down the middle pulling it off to reveal my pink sequined bra. I stood up and worked the pole some more, and then made my way to center stage again. I pulled at my panties to reveal a pink sequined G-String and pulled at my bra to reveal pink pasties. The song ended and I took my bow and stepped back behind the curtain. In the dressing room, I sat and stared in the mirror, being on the other end has opened my eyes. Now I knew that I should change my ways. I changed back into my dress and walked outside to the waiting cab. Sarah was in the back already. We took a ride back to the hotel. We both remained quiet. I sat down on the bed, and laid back. I kicked off my heels. "I gotta get out of these clothes!" "Rose stay dressed, you have to do one more thing." A knock came at the door. Sarah opened it. I sat up to see who it was, and Joe entered into the room. "Joe was nice enough to do all the driving tonight just for dinner. But now he is here to get his tip. Rose you make sure you give him a great tip." Sarah sat down in the chair and watched as Joe pulled down his pants and stood before me. He grabbed hold of me and pulled me to the floor. I was on my knees with his cock dangling in front of my face. He pulled my hair and my mouth opened in reaction. He pushed me into his manhood. His penis enlarged in my mouth and I began to gag. "Relax Rose, That's what I had to learn. The only thing is you will have to learn to swallow every drop." She ordered. Joe bucked in and out screwing my mouth. I had no control and In a matter of seconds I was swallowing each spurt of cum down my throat. The salty liquid came out fast and there was too much to get down. His sperm oozed out of my mouth. When he finished he let go of my hair and pushed me down on the floor. Joe pulled up his pants and thanked Sarah for the wonderful night. He couldn't have left fast enough. I was feeling very angry and wanted to kick his ass. My strength was zapped. I laid on the floor for a some time. Sarah just stared at me. I sat back up and brought myself to sit on the bed. Making a point to straighten out my skirt. My lipstick was all smeared, and my hair was tangled. I had nothing to say to Sarah. I stood up and went to my suitcase. All I wanted to do was get out of these clothes, take a shower, rinse my mouth out, and brush my teeth. I unzipped my bag and opened the case only to find all my clothes were now replaced with a female wardrobe. Tears welled up and I started to sob uncontrollably. Sarah walked up to me, "A lesson well learned, the good news is I found your ring, and Yes I will marry you but only if you spend the rest of this trip dressed as a woman." I grabbed her and hugged her tight. I was trying to stop myself from crying. I was upset at what she did to me, I was happy she was going to marry me, I couldn't get the taste of cum out of my mouth, but most of all as we hugged I looked down into my suitcase and saw the cutest little sundress. I knew I would look killer in it. The End P.S. any similarities to any other possible restaurant chains is purely coincedence.