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Tricia Time II - Opening Up It was two weeks since I first met Vince, and he was taking me out in public for the first time to a local club. It wasn't really as much a date as it was a chance to go out and have some 'Tricia Time'. The fact that it was with a handsome man like Vince sure didn't hurt, though. My wife was out of town for a couple of days, so it was a good time to go through with the plan. Linda contacted Vince and made sure that Saturday was good for him. Next, she sat down with me and talked about the different places where we could go. We settled on Club Paradise, a small crossdresser-friendly bar nearby. When Saturday morning finally came, I couldn't believe that it was really going to happen. As I showered, I went over my legs twice to make sure that they were satiny smooth. Feeling inspired, I trimmed my pubic hair in the shape of a heart. Afterwards, as I applied moisturizer up and down my silky legs, I realized that no one would be seeing my heart-shaped patch but me, and felt a little silly for doing it. I was so nervous that I don't know where my mind was. When I arrived at Linda's store, she was so excited that it looked like she was the one going out, not Tricia. I was doing my best to control my excitement, but she had no problem with letting hers show. "I put a few things in there for you, honey. Go ahead and slip those on, and then we'll take care of the rest of your outfit. It'll be a whole new look for you, but I think you'll like it" Taking a look at the items that Linda had laid out for me got me very curious about the rest of the things that she had prepared for this evening. I pulled on the black panties and sheer nude pantyhose, and then slipped my arms through the straps of the matching black bra, fastening the hook in the back. Both the bra and the panties had the cutest lace trim. She passed a pair of very realistic breast forms, much nicer than mine, through the dressing room curtain, saying, "Try these on, Tricia. I was going to glue them on you, but I think the dress will look just fine with them in your bra. Besides, you may find that you don't want them on later tonight." I wasn't sure what she meant by that, but I arranged them in my bra and instantly liked the feel of the extra weight on my chest. I wondered what it would be like to have my own... oh, what was I thinking? I stepped into the 4-inch black patent leather pumps that she had picked out and immediately could feel the difference as they shaped my legs and made my little butt stick out in a sexy way. Oh, I love wearing heels! Slipping on the short robe that she had left in there for me, I emerged and Linda applied my makeup, taking her time and doing a fantastic job. I looked much softer and more feminine, but also more sensuous, than ever before in my life. She assured me, "Don't worry, you'll be able to take your dress off without smudging your makeup or disturbing your wig." That was a funny thing to say. Why would it matter? I wouldn't be taking it off until I got home. "Speaking of your dress," Linda said as she brought out my dress for the evening and held it up so I could get a look at it. My initial impression was that it was pretty, but when I tried it on, pretty turned into HOT! Wow, my first look in the mirror took my breath away! It was made of a soft, silky material and was black with a neckline just low enough to show a little cleavage, thanks to the breast forms and bra. I felt so glamorous and feminine when I slipped it on. It was a long dress, but each side had a slit more than halfway up my thigh. I twirled around, opening the slit to see just how much of me would be exposed and said, "Now I know why you gave me sheer-to-the-waist hose to wear. This dress leaves nothing to the imagination! Are you sure that we're not overdoing this?" She replied, "Oh, honey, no, with those legs of yours, it's just right! You'll drive Vince crazy with this dress and shoes. He won't be able to keep his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road!" "That's what I meant, Linda!" Now I was wondering what her goal really was for Vince and me this evening. "Tricia, I had so much fun picking out this outfit for you, and you'll have such a good time wearing it with Vince ? or taking it off for him," she said with a giggle. "Linda! Don't do that to me! I'm so nervous already," I confessed. "You know I've never been out as Tricia before, and I've never been alone with a man before. I'm really getting scared. Every once in a while you hear about what happens to girls like me..." She stopped me and held my shoulders, looking me straight in the eyes. "Tricia honey, do you think I'd let anything happen to you? It's a scary world out there, and you never know who you can trust. That's why I had no hesitation in fixing you up with my brother." "Your brother?" Suddenly, I felt like the weight of the world had just been lifted off of my shoulders. "Your brother? Vince is your brother? I had no idea! That's great!" I grabbed her in my arms and squeezed her tightly. With tears of relief in my eyes I said, "You really must like me to set me up with your brother." "Honey, we're partners in this. I've got to watch out for my girl. I also like to take care of my little brother, and after your first meeting, he said he would kick me out of the family if I didn't get you to go out with him. Now here, I've got a couple more things for you." First, Linda applied just a dab of perfume to my wrists and the sides of my neck. "This one is a little bonus for Vince to find," she said with a laugh as she touched it to my cleavage. "Stop saying things like that, Linda!" I said in exasperation. Then I added, "It really does smell wonderful." "Honey, as pretty as you look tonight, any perfume would smell wonderful on you. And you never know - it may end up being all that you are wearing later!" She reached over to the table and held up a pair of beautiful dangling earrings, saying, "These will do until we get your ears pierced," as she clipped them on to my ears. I wasn't sure about the piercing part, but I did felt so elegant with them jingling as I moved my head around. But the next surprise was breathtaking! Linda opened a small jewelry box and fastened a beautiful string of pearls around my neck. "Now don't too excited, Tricia. You have to give these back when you're done with them. But after Vince gets a look at you tonight, I wouldn't be too surprised if you ended up with a pearl necklace of your own!" she said, barely holding in her laughter. "Linda, you're teasing me again! You know that this isn't going to be that kind of date - I mean that kind of evening!" I protested. "Sure, honey, I know, you're not looking for that sort of thing. I'm just playing with you. But you never know." I thought about what she said but wouldn't admit to myself that she could be right. Vince arrived just on time at 6:00 p.m., looking even more handsome than the first time we met. At first he just stopped and stared with his mouth open and his eyes wide. "Do I look okay, darling?" I said, as I twirled around and let Vince get a glimpse of my legs. He took both of my hands in his, and once he regained his ability to speak, he said "Ohhh yeah, ohhh yeah! Okay? Like an angel from Heaven okay!" He leaned forward and gave me a sweet peck on the lips. I smiled and blushed, and then impulsively kissed him back before he moved away. All of a sudden, I realized that I had just kissed a man - her brother - right in front of Linda, and was mortified! I glanced over at her and was relieved to see that she was grinning like a proud parent. She just chuckled and said, "You two are so cute together!" "Mmm, I love your perfume! What is it?" Vince asked as he continued to hold my hands. I looked at Linda and she replied with a grin, "It's called Passion." Then she leaned over and whispered to me, "It contains jasmine, and that's known to be an aphrodisiac - not that he's going to need it!" As I gave her a dirty look, Vince just squeezed my hands and smiled. "Passion - how appropriate! That's one of the first words that came to mind when I first saw you tonight, Tricia." Before I could think of how to respond to that, Linda sent us off on our evening, saying, "Have a great time tonight, kids, and Vince, don't keep her out too late!" like we were going to a high school dance. We all laughed at this and got ready to leave. "Here are your clothes so you can change back later," she said, placing a small suitcase on the floor next to Vince. Silly me - the shop will be closed when our evening is finished and I wouldn't be able to get to my things! That Linda sure thought of everything. "You two can come back for your car later... try to make it back before I open up the store tomorrow morning," she said with a wicked grin. "And one more thing - don't forget your purse! I put a few things in there for you," she said as she handed me a little black handbag. I had never seen that purse before, but I was glad that she had taken care of it. As I took it from her, she held me by my shoulders and with a knowing look in her eyes said, "Tricia, I know you'll have a wonderful time." I gave her a hug and she whispered, "Just follow his lead and you'll do fine," and then she kissed me on the cheek. As I watched her walk away, I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life. Vince picked up my suitcase, took my hand in his free hand, and led me out the back door to his car. I thought that this was a nice polite gesture, since I had on higher heels than usual and it helped me keep my balance just in case. He opened the door to his cute little sports car and I sat down, the slits in my dress revealing the entire length of my legs from my pumps to just short of my panties. His eyes got big and he said, "I'll have to thank Linda for helping you pick that out!" I quickly tried to adjust the dress to cover some of my skin, but I couldn't help but smile and wonder what other effect the view was having on him. As he drove toward the club, I happened to look in the purse that Linda gave me and saw my license, credit card and keys, a package of Kleenex, my makeup and? a small tube of KY jelly and several condoms? Very funny. That Linda has some sense of humor. Just wait until I see her next time! Before I knew it, we were at Club Paradise. Vince parked the car and came around to my side, opening the door and extending his hand for me. I took his hand and stood up, ready to face the world as Tricia. As we walked the two blocks down the street, I felt naked and defenseless, as if any man driving past us could see through my dress and know what I was. I started to get nervous as we approached the club, holding on to his arm like it was a life preserver. I was shaking in my high heels as he held the door open and guided us in. A great feeling of relief came over me as we entered. A few people turned to look at us, but I suppose the fact that I had a man with me let them know that I wasn't there to pick anybody up. Vince led me to a table and ordered a round of drinks. I looked around and could hardly believe that here I was, out in public, wearing a dress, lingerie and heels! This was truly a dream come true. We just sat and chatted, and time flew by. The more I learned about Vince, the more comfortable I became being out with him. He was charming, smart, funny - and did I mention handsome? At one point, he reached over and covered my hand with his, and I made no attempt to move it away. It just felt right to have him touching me. After ordering another round, he took my hand and held it under the table, our fingers intertwined. He felt so strong, yet gentle at the same time. I felt completely safe with Vince. After a few drinks, I found myself feeling a little possessive, and whenever another girl made eye contact with Vince, I realized that I was moving closer to him and squeezing his hand a little tighter. It wasn't that I wanted him all for myself, it was more... well, I don't know what it was. But I did know that I was starting to get a funny feeling inside; a feeling that I never had before. Eventually, I had a strong need to relieve myself, but I didn't know whether to use the ladies' or the men's room. As I walked toward the bar, the bartender had just come out from behind to clean off a table. I asked him where the restrooms were, unsure about how to ask him which I should use. He looked me up and down and with a smile said, "The ladies' room is right down the hall on the left." He knew what I was and he was checking me out! I felt my face turn red as I smiled back at him and thanked him. I could feel his eyes still on me as I walked away, and I have to admit that it gave me a thrill to know that he was watching me that way. I entered the restroom and was relieved to find it empty. After doing what I went there for, I washed my hands and then evaluated my makeup situation. So far, so good, but I needed to redo my lipstick. Just then, a pretty girl, probably in her late twenties, entered the restroom. I got a little nervous but decided to continue as if I had been doing this all of my life and hoped that there was not an incident. As I stood at the mirror and touched up my lipstick, she walked up next to me, took out her own tube, and said, "After seeing that hot guy you were sitting with, I'm not surprised that you need more lipstick. If I were you, I'd be leaving some on him in places we can't see in public!" Before I could tell her that this wasn't really a date, she gave me a warm, sincere smile and said, "And you really do make a cute girl - I love that dress on you!" I hugged her and said, "Thanks! You are so sweet!" "Where did you ever find him?" she asked. "He's gorgeous!" "He sure is," I replied without thinking. "Actually, his sister fixed us up." "That was sweet of her. Do they have another brother for me?" she wondered. "I don't really know. To tell you the truth, this is my first time out with him, or any man, and I'm scared to death!" She laughed and said, "Girl, if that guy of yours is as nice as he looks to be, you have nothing to be afraid of. Have a few drinks, relax, and let him take control. He'll give you what you need, even if you didn't realize that you need it. And if you ever want to get rid of him, please send him my way!" She seemed to sense my hesitation, and said with a knowing smile, "Don't worry, girl, you'll love it. Welcome to the fun side!" She reached over and gave my hand a squeeze, and then went off to a stall, leaving me alone to wonder what I was doing. After taking a couple of seconds to think about what she had said, I emerged and walked back to the table. Vince smiled and said, "Tricia! I was beginning to think you had second thoughts and snuck out the back door!" I told him about the girl I met and what she said about him - all except the part about leaving lipstick prints all over him! "I hope you made it clear to her that I'm already taken, and completely happy with the wonderful lady right next to me!" As I was about to respond, the girl from the restroom walked by and gave me a little wave and a wink. Vince saw her out of the corner of his eye and leaned over and kissed me. With a chuckle, he said, "There, that should remove any doubt she may have about whose guy I am!" "Wow, he's really 'my guy' now, and I suppose that makes me 'his girl'!" I thought. Just the thought of that gave me a comforting feeling inside, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of it. I supposed it was better to be out as Vince's girl for my first time in public rather than being out alone. "What do you think about finishing up these drinks and going back to my place for a little while?" "I'd love to!" I replied. I did want to see what his home looked like, and it would be a nice way to wind down my first night out as Tricia. I felt like I was floating on air as we walked hand-in-hand out of the club. As we passed the girl from the ladies' room, she winked again and gave me a thumbs-up sign. I just grinned and winked back at her. The ride to Vince's was just a big blur. I'm sure I looked silly with that big smile on my face the whole way, but I couldn't help it. This night was a dream come true and I was loving every minute of it. In no time at all, we were pulling into his parking lot. He came around and opened the door for me. I took his hand and rose from the seat, where I was greeted by a warm kiss. He never released my hand from his as he grabbed my suitcase and guided me to his apartment building. We took the elevator up and Vince opened the door, motioning me inside in front of him. As he showed me around his place, I noticed that he had a good eye for decorating and all of the furnishings seemed to be of high quality. "I guess I landed myself a good one," I thought, and then realizing what I had thought, felt very embarrassed. "Tricia, he's not yours, you're just friends," I quickly tried to convince myself. Vince handed me a little shopping bag and said, "This is something from Linda. She told me to be sure to give it to you as soon as we got here." Hmm, how did she know we would end up at his place? Inside was a note and something wrapped in tissue paper. The note said: Dear Tricia, Are you having a good time? After the two of you relax and unwind for a little while, take your purse and this package into the bathroom and open it up. It's just a little something I thought you could use. No peeking until later! Love, Linda "And this is from my wonderful sister, too," he announced as he produced a bottle of champagne from the kitchen. It also came with a note that Vince read out loud: Dear Lovebirds (giggle), Now that you're safe at home, here's a little something to warm you up inside and loosen you up everywhere else. Relax, enjoy and wherever this leads you, follow. Linda "So, it seems that we're lovebirds now!" Vince said with a laugh. I'm sure my face was bright red as he held my cheeks, gave me a long, soft kiss and said, "Well, we can't make a liar out of my sister, can we?" Before I could answer, he went off to get glasses. When Vince came back, he opened the bottle and poured each of us a glass. He then proposed a toast "To a wonderful evening with a beautiful woman, and the start of an amazing night." The last part of that concerned me a bit, but I didn't know how to respond. We touched glasses and each took a sip. It tasted really good at that moment, and in no time my glass was empty. It was quickly refilled as we sat on the sofa and chatted. After another refill I had to use the bathroom, but Linda's note told me to unwind before looking in the package. My curiosity was growing, but we still had most of the bottle left, so I went off to take care of business without taking the bag. When I returned, I somehow found myself on Vince's lap, and in no time his hand found the slit in my dress, which wasn't really too hard to do. The way I was sitting, there was very little of my legs that weren't showing. I sat there with my arm around his neck and was soon playing with his hair as he ran his hand up and down my thigh. He looked so damn cute that I couldn't resist kissing him once, and then again, and then another time. His arms wrapped around me and before we knew it we lost count of the kisses. Without really planning to, I found myself unbuttoning his shirt so that I could touch his naked chest. Mmmm, it felt so good to run my hand up and down his warm skin. A few hours and another glass or two of champagne later, and it was time for me to head for the bathroom again. I excused myself and started toward the hallway when Vince stopped me and reminded me about the bag from Linda. I grabbed it and my purse and headed down the hall. I closed the door and opened the bag, taking out the wrapped item. Opening up the paper, I found another note. I relieved myself and then read the note: Dear Tricia, I hope everything went as well as you wanted it to tonight. I want you to take a little of your Tricia Time to model this for Vince as a little 'thank you' gift for showing you a good time tonight. Take everything off (and I mean EVERYTHING!) and wear just this, your heels, and a smile. Trust me, it'll be okay. And touch up your lipstick, just in case it somehow got wiped off during the evening. LOL! Girl, when he sees you in this, you won't have a chance! Have fun and tell me all about it the next time you stop by the store. Love, Linda PS - Just remember this - when you are with a man like Vince, everything that feels good for him will feel good for you. Be good, but be Tricia. I opened the bag and pulled out a beautiful black see-through nightie, very short, with little spaghetti straps, and a pair of tiny, matching see-through panties. It was practically screaming 'TAKE ME TO BED!' Is she kidding me? How could I wear this in front of Vince? It will surely give him the wrong idea about me! But, after all, he did take me out so I guess the least I could do was show him the outfit. Besides, after the work Linda did in making this evening come together, I suppose I owed it to her. I decided I would model it for him and then ask him to take me home. I stripped, and then slipped the nightie on and pulled up the panties. Oh my, this was sexy! It was so short and transparent that I might as well have been nude! Stepping back into my pumps, I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I was doing. Who is that hot babe looking back at me? I was a little lightheaded now and not thinking entirely straight, but I blamed that on the drinks. But honestly, I thought, what's the harm in putting on a little show for Vince? He had already seen me in a dress and now had taken me out on the town in an even hotter outfit, and let me give him a hand job the first time we met, not to mention kissed me what seemed like a couple of hundred times tonight. So why not model it for him, no matter how hot I looked? It didn't mean that I was going to do anything with him, did it? I touched up my lipstick, smiled my sexiest smile at my reflection in the mirror, and turned out the light, saying "Yes, now it's really Tricia Time!" Leaving the bathroom, I found a dark apartment and heard Vince calling to me, "Tricia, honey, I'm back here." He called me honey just like his sister does. I liked it when he called me honey. As my eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, I followed his voice and made my way to his bedroom, where there was a dim light just barely illuminating the area. I entered and was surprised to see him waiting for me in bed. He knew what I was doing in the bathroom. Linda must have told him what was in the package. It seemed like those two planned everything. He was naked, with his big beautiful cock sticking straight up like a flagpole. I felt my legs get weak and found myself staring at it in wonder. I snapped back to reality when I heard him let out a big sigh of delight at the sight of me in my little nightie. "Well?" I said, twirling around for him. "What do you think? Linda thought that you might want a little fashion show before I have to leave." I saw his cock move in reaction to the sight of Tricia ready for bed. "Ohhh, Tricia, you look wonderful! Now I really owe Linda for bringing you out of your shell." He gave me a look of pure lust, a look that I had never seen before. I liked what I was doing to him. I decided to really put on a show for him. I strutted back and forth like I was hitting the catwalk in a fashion show, and then danced around the room like a stripper, bending over in front of him and running my hands all the way up my legs from my heels to my panties. When I reached the top of my legs, I looked him straight in the eye and seductively licked my lips. At that moment, all I could think of was the little song Sandra Bullock did in Miss Congeniality, so I sang to him: "You think I'm gorgeous, you want to kiss me, you want to hug me, you want to love me" while never breaking eye contact with him. "Oh yes, I do, I want to do all of those things to you. Come closer, honey, so I can get a better look at you," he said. I moved right next to the bed. "Good God, you're so beautiful and so sexy, too!" His eyes traveled up and down my body, stopping at my thin little panties. He must have been able to see my heart-shaped artwork through the transparent panties. How humiliating! I must have looked like such a slut to him; our first date and now he probably thought I did that because I was expecting him to see me naked. "Tricia, you're still much too far away! Kick those shoes off and get in here and let me see you up really close." I slipped off my pumps, and climbed into his bed, snuggling up next to him. That's when it really hit me - I was in bed with a nude man! A sweet, loving, fine-looking nude man who wanted Tricia! I never had imagined that I would be in a situation like this. As I was trying to comprehend what was happening, Vince looked at me with eyes full of desire and said, "Oh Tricia, I need you so much!" and in a flash his arms were around me, holding me tightly. This triggered a hunger in me that seemed to come out of nowhere. I grabbed his face and practically shoved my tongue down his throat. He rolled me over on my back and I pulled him down so he was on top of me, spreading my legs to give him room to stretch out. As we passionately kissed, he started moving his hips back and forth, and I hooked my ankles around the back of his knees, holding him in place. As he continued to hump against me, I pulled my legs up and wrapped them around his hips, raising my butt a little off of the bed. I could feel his cock rubbing against my panties and wished that I had my bare skin against his down there. He lowered one of the straps of the gown and began kissing my breast, teasing the nipple with his tongue as he moved around it. This was a new sensation, and I did nothing to discourage him. I cradled his head in my arm as he squeezed my breast in his hand and sucked on my nipple. This set of jolts of electricity through my body and I was now squirming around on the bed under his thrusting hips. I was so glad that Linda didn't glue on my breast forms. How did she know that this would happen? I heard my voice, my Tricia voice, saying, "Oh yes, Vince, so good! It's so good. Please, don't stop. Don't stop." He sucked my nipple harder and I felt it stiffen a little, allowing him to take more of it into his mouth. As he sucked it more, it got a little more swollen and even more sensitive. I could feel the excitement starting to build and didn't know what would happen if he kept this up, so I gently moved him off of my tingling breast. It was sore, but it was a good kind of sore! He moved up so we were face to face and kissed me. I lightly tugged at him until he got the message and rolled us over so he was now on his back with me on top. I gave him a long, sweet kiss on his lips and then slowly slid my cheek down his chest, taking pleasure in the warmth and touch of his naked body on my skin, and then down his belly to his raging hardness, planting little kisses along the way. When I reached the prize standing up between his legs, I gently wrapped my fingers around it and examined it closely. I had never been this close to a penis before and was fascinated by it. I held it against my cheek with my lips at the base, and I could feel his heart beating in it. It was so hot and firm, so full of power just waiting to burst forth. I kissed my way slowly up the shaft, softly stroking as I ascended it. As I reached the tip, a drop of moisture appeared and I licked it off without thinking. Vince showed his approval with a long "Mmmmm, oh yeah, honey" when my tongue brushed across his sensitive head. I didn't really go down there with the intention of sucking him, but decided right then that since I was there and it was there, I wasn't going to tease Vince or myself any longer. I moved over him, placed my lips on the head and slid my mouth down his shaft as far as I could go for a first time effort, holding it there and savoring the taste and feel of his manhood. I took him in like I had been doing it for years, and it felt like he belonged in my mouth. His dick was delicious, and when he moaned, "Oh, Tricia, that's wonderful!" I knew it was the right thing to do. I began bobbing up and down, unable to take it all in but wanting to try my best to please him. I couldn't believe how good it felt, tasting his warm cock and knowing I was making him happy. After several minutes of this, I had just the head in my mouth and was rapidly stroking him. I could feel and hear that his orgasm was coming, and was doing all I could to make it happen. It was as if I was watching a movie, never fully realizing that I was actually trying to get my man to cum in my mouth! At the absolute last moment, he pulled my mouth off of him and immediately started ejaculating. I continued to stroke him and watched in fascination as he shot over and over into the air. I had to stop myself from trying to catch his spurting cream in my mouth. The fireworks finally ended and I rested my head on his belly as he lay back and waited for his breathing to return to normal. I moved down so I could take his soft member in my mouth. I could feel his breaths grow long and deep, and it seemed like he was dozing off. Comforted by the warm pacifier I was suckling, I too drifted off into a light sleep, so proud of myself for getting him off like that. Vince woke before I did - well, at least part of him did! I felt him start to fill my mouth as he slowly thickened and lengthened. He let out a little moan as I swirled my tongue around the soft, smooth head. I lightly sucked on his cock as it came back to life, but before it could reach full length, he moved my head off of him, saying, "Tricia, I don't think I have to tell you how wonderful that feels, but I really have to pee!" I stuck my lower lip out in an exaggerated pout. Vince laughed and told me not to worry, he'll be back in just a minute and he'll make it up to me. I rolled onto my stomach and lay there waiting for his return. After a few minutes, right when I let out a big yawn and was giving my nearly nude body a good long stretch, I heard the bathroom door and an instant later felt his hands lightly touching my thighs. "Mmm, so warm and smooth!" he said as he caressed my legs. He poured some kind of oil into his hands and rubbed them together to warm it up. How thoughtful of him! A little wave of pleasure coursed through me as his slick hands made contact with my skin. He then proceeded to lovingly rub down my legs. After tenderly massaging them all the way up from my toes, getting me a little more turned on every inch of the way, he finally reached my bottom. He slid my panties down and then off of my legs, exposing me fully to him without me putting up the least bit of a fight. His hands kneaded my butt cheeks like they were mounds of clay. How can something so relaxing be so exciting, too? I loved the feeling of his hands on my seat. "Your pretty little ass feels even better than it looks! Is it OK that I'm doing this, Tricia?" he asked. "It sure is," I replied dreamily. "Be my guest." "Oh, I will. Thanks for the invitation." Adding more oil, he rubbed, squeezed and caressed me, occasionally teasing my rear entrance with the lubricated tip of his finger, which made me squirm around. By now I was completely turned on by his strong but tender touch. After a few more minutes of squeezing my bottom, he playfully slapped my ass and asked me to get the pillow that had fallen off of the other side of the bed. As I got up and started across the bed on my hands and knees, he moved behind me and gently took hold of my hips. I didn't move as he positioned himself between my legs. I felt the tip of his cock between my cheeks. I stopped breathing and wondered what was going to happen next, as if I didn't know. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down my crack. Of course, he must have known that we were not going to have sex. There was no way that I was going to let him enter me, but this felt good so I didn't stop him. I could hear that he was breathing hard as he moved around a bit behind me. My eyes were closed and I leaned forward on my elbows, burying my face in the pillow. This had the effect of presenting him a nice target for his desires and he seemed to be taking advantage of the opportunity. As he slid his cockhead effortlessly along my anal valley, I felt a slick, cool sensation from the massage oil. I was starting to tingle with excitement and was just enjoying what I was feeling, not paying close attention to exactly what he was doing. Suddenly, just the end of his cock slipped inside me ever so slightly and I jumped with surprise. He had lubed himself up, too, and was starting to penetrate me! Oh my God! He was trying to go inside me! A man was pushing his cock into my ass! I was getting laid! I instinctively tried to move forward and get him out, but he held me firmly, the tip still barely inside me. "Shhh, honey, just relax. Leave it there for a moment to get used to it. Don't worry, I'll be gentle." Then he added playfully, "And you did say 'Be my guest', didn't you" Oh no, I did say that, but I wasn't inviting him inside me! Part of me wanted to run away screaming, but part of me thought that since it was already there and it really didn't feel so bad, I should let him stay right where he was, enjoy the feeling for a moment and then slide him out. And then there was that other part of me that wanted to push back and experience his long, powerful shaft burying itself inside me, inch after inch, until I completely swallowed up his manhood; the part that wanted to lose her virginity to this wonderful man who had shown me the joys of being a woman for one night. That's the Tricia part of me. That's the part that worried me. Vince decided for me as he shifted ever so slightly forward and the mushroom-shaped head slid a little deeper, and then a few seconds later a little more, ever so slowly unlocking my entrance, opening me up. He pushed a little more, then just a bit more, and then suddenly the head slipped all the way in! When I felt the 'pop' and the burning pain I instantly knew that I was not ready for this. I yelped and pulled away, causing him to withdraw from my bottom. He immediately began to apologize, but I cut him off in mid-sentence by putting my finger up to his lips. He stopped talking and looked at me, trying to find a clue as to what I wanted him to do. Yes, it hurt, but I didn't want to scare him away from trying again. That little taste of man in my behind made me want more. The girl in the bar was right. Linda was right. Vince knew what I needed. I needed Vince inside me. I rolled him onto his back, straddled him, and got up on my knees over him, reaching back to guide his cock to my entrance. I held him in position, just touching my opening, and I thought "All I have to do is sit down, and he'll be inside me. Just sit down. That would be so easy. I could slide right down it all the way to his balls with no effort at all. One little move and it'll all be over." His hands were on my ass cheeks, waiting to guide me up and down on his stiff rod. He knew what I was doing and was making it easier for me. Oh God, I wanted him inside so badly, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I needed him to enter me, and I needed to have him be the one to do it. I released my grip on his cock and leaned forward until our noses were almost touching. I looked deep into those gorgeous eyes and said, "This is for kissing me at Linda's that first day." I moved my mouth to his and our lips met. I gave him a long, slow, loving kiss. I broke contact with him and said, "This is for treating me like a lady tonight." I took the lubricant and applied a thick coating to his penis. As I glided my hand up and down his rock-hard meat, he sighed and closed his eyes, lost in the pleasure. "And this," I said while stroking him, "is for making me feel more like a woman than I ever thought I could." Then, I lay down on my side and asked him to cuddle up behind me. I aimed his hot dick at my back door and pushed back just a little bit, so the head was just starting to open me up. I smiled and warned him, "Now don't you go places where you're not invited to yet," making sure to emphasize the "yet". I then took his hand, squirted a little oil on it, and placed it on my swollen clit. He could take a hint. Vince easily picked up a rhythm and stroked me up and down the length of my clit. I could feel myself quickly hardening. He kissed my neck and shoulders as he rubbed the head and then quickly down the shaft and back again, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. As I moaned in approval of what he was doing to me, he gradually picked up the pace. I closed my eyes and felt the tingling start at my toes and begin to work its way up my warm, smooth body. I knew this feeling well. Oh yeah, this was going to be a big one. I leaned back into him just a bit more and I felt my little hole widening a little more as it relaxed and his smooth, slick head coaxed it open. It kept building as he stroked me in long, quick movements. My legs went numb and I was breathing so hard I thought I would pass out. Not just a big one, this was going to be volcanic! My arms were tingling, my hands were on fire, and I was starting to get little jolts, like electricity through my body. Right when I was reaching the point of no return, I moaned "Now, baby, now!" "You're cumming, baby? Oh yeah, let it go for me, honey! You've got me so hot I could shoot right now, too!" By now I was panting like a dog, straining to hold it back, and between gasps of air, said "No, no, no! You... now... push... in" I felt him position himself and he said "Now? Inside you? Honey, can I enter you?" Ever the gentleman, he wanted to make sure that he wasn't misinterpreting my request. As I felt my hot seed start to move toward release, I screamed "OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! YESSSSS! FUCK ME! I NEED YOU IN ME NOW! PLEASE! FUCK ME NOW!" In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my tummy and buried himself completely in my bottom, lifting me up on my knees like I was weightless. I felt a jolt of pain, but the pleasure I was getting overruled it; at that moment all I felt was him stuffing me full and my hot sperm bursting forth like a fire hose. He started ramming in and out the full length of his cock, hitting bottom and sliding almost all the way out before plunging deep in me again. The poor boy was waiting so long to enter me that he started pumping his cum out inside me after just a few strokes as I was shooting my load across the bed. It was so powerful that it felt like he was cumming right through me and it was his seed that was squirting out of my clit. I screamed as my orgasm rocked my entire body, my eyes instantly filling with tears as the most amazing sounds came out of my mouth. I could feel his cock pulsating as he kept depositing his semen long after I stopped shooting. What an incredible lover! I never wanted this moment to end. When I finally could breathe normally, we fell to the side and he snuggled close behind me with his arm around me, holding me securely with his cock still buried deep inside me. In my after-lovemaking haze, all I could think about was now that I've been popped, I won't have that silly hesitation about having sex next time. Then it hit me - next time? What next time? There won't be a next time. Remember, I'm not really interested in men. I won't be doing this again. What was I thinking? Vince moved a little and his shrinking cock slipped out of my bottom. He gave me a little squeeze and whispered, "You are amazing, Tricia. I'm so, so lucky to have found you." I just smiled and pushed back a little against his wonderfully warm nude body, safe in the arms of my man, enjoying my Tricia Time. After about an hour of snuggling up with my lover, I reluctantly decided that I really should be getting home. I woke Vince up and told him that I needed to be going. I could see the disappointment in his face, but he kissed me and said he understood. He retrieved my suitcase and handed it to me as I picked up my purse and headed to the bathroom. Once inside, I realized that after all we had just done together, I just couldn't bring myself to shed my Tricia persona and face Vince as my guy self. I hoped that none of my neighbors would be out at that late hour to see me come home dressed, but that would be something that I would deal with when the time came. I slipped my lingerie and dress back on, and then repaired my makeup as well as possible. When I finally opened the door, Vince was surprised to see Tricia walk out. "Whew, I didn't expect this lovely surprise, but it sure is delightful!" he said with a big smile when he realized what I had done. "I was a little worried about how I would feel driving your? other self back to your car." I just smiled and told him that I didn't want the evening to end quite yet, so I was going to leave as I came, as Tricia. We walked to his car, holding hands again, of course, for the short drive to my car. When he pulled into the parking lot and stopped the car, our goodbye was so hot and passionate that I thought we were going to end up naked again. After several minutes of making out, I really had to be going. Vince came around and opened my door. Taking my hand, he helped me out of the car and then held me tightly, looking straight into my eyes as he said, "Tricia, this was the most wonderful night of my life. Please tell me that you will go out with me again!" "Oh yes, yes, of course!" I responded without thinking. "Oh Vince, I had no idea how good it could feel to be a woman, especially with a man like you! I can't wait to be with you again!" Then I gave him a long goodbye kiss and was off to my car. On the way home, I started to realize what I had done. Oh God, I went out on a date with a man, gave him a blow job and slept with him! Now he wants me to go out with him again! None of this was supposed to happen. What had I done? I didn't know what to think. I had to get home and change out of Tricia's clothes. When I arrived at home, I went inside and quickly undressed. I was unsure of what I was feeling and what to do next. I retrieved the little nightie from my suitcase, slipped it on, and was asleep in less than a minute. All night I had dreams of Tricia, of Vince, of Tricia with Vince? and in every one of them I was happier than I ever remember being before in my life. I woke up Sunday morning with the sunlight shining in my room, feeling refreshed and peaceful. Was it all a dream? Did Tricia really go out and go home with Vince? I looked down and saw the nightie from Linda. Oh no, it was no dream - actually, it was a dream come true! I then knew that things would never be the same again for Tricia. The rest of Sunday was just a blur. I tried to remember every minute of what happened the night before, replaying in my mind everything that we did from the club to his bedroom. I wanted to memorize every detail, every touch, and every smell. It still seemed at times like it was just a warm, loving fantasy, but seeing the dress hanging on my door and feeling the slight burn in my bottom reminded me that it truly was a wonderful night of Tricia Time. I stopped by Linda's on Monday to return the dress and her pearls. I wondered how much detail I should give her about my night with Vince. After all, he is her brother. She was so excited to see me. I started to tell her about Saturday evening at the club, but it was really awkward to be describing spending time with a man while I was dressed as a man. Linda sensed that I was very uncomfortable, and after a few moments she disappeared into the back room, returning a moment later with my Tricia things. Handing me a pretty blue dress she had brought from the back, she said, "Here, why don't you get dressed and let Tricia tell me all about her date." As soon as I came out of the dressing room, it was so much easier to talk about my Tricia Time. I couldn't wait to tell her about how sweet Vince was to me, holding my hand, opening doors, and sneaking kisses whenever he got the chance. I mentioned the girl at the bar and how she thought he was hot. "By the way, I almost screamed when I looked in the purse and saw the condoms and KY. What kind of girl do you think I am? We were just going out for a couple of drinks at a club," I said, giggling. "Yes, I know. Vince called me early Sunday morning and told me all about your date. He said that he didn't even have a chance to use the condoms. Something about you getting so hot you didn't want to waste time by putting one on him," she replied with a laugh. I instantly felt my face turn red. "That's not how it happened! He was the one who made the first move, but I've got to admit that he was so tender and romantic that it wasn't hard to wear my resistance down. But, I don't know what I was thinking, I really should have made him wear one, but he's your brother, so I thought it was OK... well, I guess I wasn't thinking and it just ended up happening..." I rambled. I stopped talking when I noticed Linda's eyes had gotten huge and she was just staring at me, not saying a word. "Oh, honey! You slept with him!" she said after a few seconds, with a look of total surprise on her face. "You really did sleep with him!" "But you knew that! You said that he had told you! You said that he called you!" "Tricia, I was just kidding with you. He called and told me what an absolutely wonderful time he had, and I assumed that you just went out for drinks. I thought that maybe after spending some time with him and having a few, you might actually go a little further, and that's why I sent the bottle of champagne, but I didn't really think you'd end up in bed with him. I didn't even think you'd show him the nightie! Did you really wear it for him? Is that when he took you to bed? Oh my God! You slept with him! I suppose you went down on him, too?" I thought that I was going to die from embarrassment. "Yes, and I'm afraid that didn't take a whole lot of convincing," I said quietly. "Actually, it was my idea to blow him. Linda, I really was a woman for the first time in my life, and even though he's your brother, you have to be able to see that he's sweet, charming, handsome and extremely sexy! By the time I opened your package with the nightie, I would have done anything with him. I wanted him so badly that I completely lost control. Oh Linda, I'm so sorry. I didn't plan on it turning out this way." I could feel my eyes start to tear up. She hugged me tight and said, "Honey, don't worry, it's OK - no, it's more than OK, it's wonderful! I just can't get over the shock of hearing that this sweet little girl who just came out of her shell became a woman so quickly and easily. You really went all the way with a man! Come over here and let's sit down so you can tell me all about it. We're just Tricia and Linda now, a couple of girlfriends who can talk about things like this, so I want to hear all the details!" We sat and talked for an hour. Linda was firing questions non-stop, like "Was he romantic? Did you dance with him at the club? Did he dim the lights and make out with you when you got to his place?" Eventually, she moved on to "Did you make the first move on him? How did you get him to take off his clothes? Did you like having him in your mouth? Did you get him off? Did you swallow it? How did it feel when he entered you? Don't you just love the feeling of giving control over to a man and letting him take you like that? Did you really let him cum inside you?" I told her everything, and she just kept shaking her head and smiling the whole time. I could tell that she was quite proud of the woman that she had turned me into. At one point she said, "Seriously honey, now that you're sharing Tricia with men like you did with Vince, you'd better be a little more careful." "I know I took a big chance, but I swear that I'll make sure to use protection the next time." I paused for a few seconds and said, "But there's not going to be a next time. I don't know what I was thinking. This was just a one-time thing that I never planned on happening. I'm a straight, married man who just happens to like to dress up. I'm not going to go on a date with a man. I could never do that." Linda looked at me and shook her head. "Who are you trying to fool, girl? You are Tricia. You can't fight it any longer. You had a great time and you can't wait to do it again." I could feel my eyes start to fill up with tears. I knew she was right, but I didn't want to face the truth. "Oh, Linda! What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" She held me tight as the tears began running down my cheeks. "I can't do this. I can't be Tricia. I'm a man, not a woman. Nobody would ever think I'm a woman. I'm just a man in a dress?" "Honey, Vince doesn't care how you were born. He just wants to be with the Tricia that he got to know on Saturday. You're plenty woman enough for him, and for just about any man out there. Just relax and let Tricia be Tricia." Between my sobs, I asked Linda if Vince really did say that he had a good time. "Oh my God, honey! Given the chance, I think he would get down on his knee and ask you to marry him!" "Linda, please help me. What should I do?" "Look at me and tell me the truth. Did you have a good time going out as Tricia?" "Oh yes, it was great to be at a club having fun as a woman," I replied. "Did you like being out with Vince?" "Well, yes. You know how sweet and charming he is. He really treated me like a lady, like I was the most wonderful woman in the world." "Did you enjoy going to bed with Vince?" I hesitated. This was the question that would determine how things went from this point forward. I looked down and just nodded. "So it was just OK?" Suddenly, the words just started pouring out. "Oh Linda, it was wonderful! Fireworks, explosions... I thought I was going to pass out from the excitement. I never imagined I could do that and it could be so wonderful! I had no idea how intense the passion could be. I gave myself to him and loved everything he gave back to me, everything he did to me, and everywhere he took me in his bed." She just looked at me and smiled. "Now imagine how your evening would have been if you had known all along that you were going to sleep with him; the anticipation, all the little touches and glances... the gradual foreplay that leads to the bedroom. You still haven't been out on a date, Tricia. Don't make any decisions until you let him take you out for a real date. Let him seduce you and make love to you, knowing that you want it, too." She wanted Tricia to go out on a date. Not just out to the club, but out on an official date with a real, live, kissable, huggable man; a real man with a real live cock that I was going to suck; a real man who was going to take me to bed and screw my brains out: a man who knew that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I closed my eyes and went back to the moment when I got into bed with that handsome nude man, when my lips slid down his cock, and then when he had entered me and was shooting his cum deep inside me. I didn't have to think too hard about this. "Yes, yes, Linda, I need to see him again. Will you please help me make it happen?" "Find a weekend that works for you as soon as possible. We don't want to make him wait too long to have you again. I'll talk to Vince and break the good news to him. He's going to be so excited!" I gave her a big hug, saying, "Oh Linda, I love you! You're the best friend I have ever had!" "Nah, I'm just looking out for my best customer and my little brother," she said with wink and a big grin.