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Halloween Delight
Part Two:
In part one, I got the chance to fulfill a life long dream of going out
in public dressed as a girl with my buddies on Halloween. I got more than
I dreamed of when my best friend, who supported the idea, picked me up
for lunch and seeing me already dressed, began to treat me like a girl.
Lunch:
Even though Carl and I had been friends for a long time, he looked upon
in a different light. He was seeing me as a girl, not as his friend. I
knew he enjoyed spanking his girl friends whenever the mood struck him,
which was often, but I was surprised when he put me over his knee and
spanked me. Sure I pushed him into it, but it still surprised me. As I
thought about it, I realized it didn't take that much of a push for him
to spank me. I began to wonder if he enjoyed it and perhaps even turned
him on. As we drove to the restaurant for lunch, I wiggled in my seat a
bit.
"Still having trouble sitting down?" he asked.
"A little bit," I said.
"You deserved it and you know it and if you act up again, I'll spank you
again, so remember that," he warned me.
"Yes sir. Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"Did you enjoy spanking me?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" he said.
"It's simple Carl, did you enjoyed spanking me?" I said matter of factly.
"Why would you ask that?" he said.
"Because I think you enjoyed it very much," I replied.
"Is that so?"
"Yea, I'm pretty sure about it. Are you saying you didn't enjoy it?" I
asked.
"I'm not saying anything. You'll need to figure it out for yourself," he
replied.
I sat back in my seat and pouted for a few minutes, wondering what he
meant by that. As we drove, I glanced down at his crotch to see if I
could tell if he was hard, but I couldn't tell.
"Looking for anything?" he said.
"Maybe," I said. I was sure he had a stiffly in his pants, but couldn't
tell. Thinking back to the spanking, I couldn't remember if he had gotten
a hard on or not. I decided on a bold move and reached over in an
attempt
to cup his crotch with my right hand.
He blocked me with his right arm saying, "What the hell do you think
you're doing?"
His sudden outburst scared me for a second, perhaps I was wrong and was
taking things a bit to far. Could I have misread things, I thought. O my
god, what if I had, that would be awful. I started to feel sick to my
stomach.
"Answer me Stephanie, what were you doing?" he demanded.
"Nothing, I was doing nothing," I said.
"Really, it seemed like you were doing something, or rather trying to do
something," he said.
"I'm sorry Carl and please don't take this the wrong way, but I was
trying to see if you had a hard on. I didn't mean anything by it, please
don't be mad at me," I said
"Why would you think I'd be hard?" he asked.
"I didn't, I'm just stupid, lets forget it, ok?" I was almost ready to
throw up.
"No, no, I don't want to forget it. Please tell me why you'd think I'd
have a hard on."
"I don't know why........I guess it's because, well because, I'm wearing
a dress and make up, riding in your car, going out to lunch with you and
you keep telling me how good I look. On top of that you put me over your
knee and spanked me and I know you get hot when you spank your girl
friends." I was almost in tears.
"So you think I would get hard because I spanked you? Is that what you're
saying?" he asked.
"Never mind Carl, please just take me home, I don't feel so good," I said
putting my head down.
Carl pulled into the parking lot of a bank and parked the car in an open
spot. Putting the car in park, he turned to look at me and said,
"Stephanie, I don't want to take you home. Please look at me." As he took
his right hand and gently lifted my head up via my chin.
Looking up into his eyes I said, "I can't Carl, I'm too embarrassed by
all this, just take me home, please."
"There's no need to be embarrassed, because your right, I do think you
look great in that dress and I do get turned on when I have a girl over
my knees. But Stephanie, when I'm through warning up a girls back side, I
usually insist she gives me a blow job. Do you want to give me a blow
job?" Carl asked.
"Of course not," I said. "Well maybe. O I'm not sure, I'm a bit confused
by all this," I said.
"I don't want you to do any thing you don't want to do and I won't judge
you or think any less of you. I just want you to know that I do like you
this way. You look real nice in a dress," he said, close enough to kiss
me.
"Do you really think so?" I asked.
"Yes I do," he said moving away from me. "If I didn't, I wouldn't have
spanked you."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" I asked.
"I hope so, Stephanie. After all, until you I've only spanked real
girls."
I didn't know what to say at this point, I looked down at his crotch and
I could tell he was hard. I really wanted to unzip his pants and take out
his cock and suck it, but I was scared to. The Carl broke the silence.
"Are you ok now?" he said. "Should we go and meet Stu at the restaurant?"
"I guess so," I said.
I was real confused by all this. Did he want me to suck his cock or
didn't he. My mind was going all over the place. I began to wonder if I'd
missed my chance. I started to scold myself for being so stupid. I
should
have unzipped his pants and sucked him sore right then and there. But
instead, I just sat there like an idiot. Then I thought, what's stopping
me now, I can still do it, I can lean over, unzip him and suck him off
while he drives to the restaurant.
When we arrived at the restaurant Carl looked at me and said, "Now
remember, I expect you to be feminine at all times, do you understand?"
"Yes sir, I understand," I replied, upset at myself for not giving him a
blow job in the car. Was he telling me I still had a chance to do it
later by telling me to be feminine at all times. Man, was my head
spinning.
"OK, then lets go in, I'll get your door for you."
Carl got out of the car and walked to my side and opened the door. He
held out his hand for me to take. I took it and let him help me up. I
smoothed out my dress and we walked into the restaurant.
The hostess stand was empty, but the sign said, "Please wait to be
seated." As we stood there waiting, I thought everyone was looking at me.
"Carl," I said in a whisper, "I think everyone is looking at me, I think
they know I'm a guy, lets get out of here."
"They are looking at you, but not for the reason you think. You didn't
fix your make-up on the drive over here, so your mascara is running down
your face," he said.
"O my God, I can't believe it, and you let me walk in here looking like
that" I took my left hand and gave Carl a girly hit in his right arm. "I
need to go to the car and fix my face," I said.
"No you don't, you need to go to the ladies room and fix your face," Carl
said rather sternly.
"I can't do that," I protested.
"Well you can't go into the men's room and if you go out to the car, that
will look strange, so it's the ladies room for you, unless you want to
just go and sit with Stu and I with your make-up running down your face."
"No, I don't want to do that, ok I'll go to the ladies room," I said.
"Fine, but don't take to long," he said.
I turned to the right and headed for the ladies room, Carl gave me a
sharp swat to my bottom as I left. I turned my head back and gave him a
dirty look. As I turned back around, I saw to men sitting at the counter
looking right at me. Both of them had huge smiles on their faces, I
assumed they saw Carl swat me and enjoyed it. (So did I, but I didn't
want them to know that). I stuck my tongue out at them as I went by.
I went into the ladies room and fixed my face, it didn't take to long and
I was back in the lobby in no time. However, Carl was no where to be
found. The hostess was at her station, so I approached her.
"Are you Stephanie?" she asked as I got closer.
I started to speak but realized my voice would not fit my look, so I just
nodded yes to her.
"Your friends are already seated, please follow me. By the way, I love
your dress," she said.
I smiled at her as we started for the back of the restaurant. As we
walked, I noticed she took much smaller steps than I and her skirts
swayed back and forth as she moved, so I tried to copy her. I could feel
my skirts swaying back & forth too so I figured I was walking like a girl
quite well. Some of the other customers looked my way for a second or
two, but didn't really notice me. Most looked right passed me, which I
thought was odd, even for a girl I was dressed a bit abnormal. I was
wearing a petticoat under my dress that flared out my skirt and took up a
bit of room. You'd think that would have turned a few heads all by
itself, but no, it didn't so I arrived at our table a bit disappointed.
However, as soon as I saw Stu looking at me, I started to smile. The look
on his face was priceless; I wish I'd had a camera. When he saw me, his
mouth dropped open and his eyes got so big he looked like an owl. I sat
down in the chair, smoothing out my dress in the back, saying, "Hi there
Stu baby, how's it hangin?"
"Let's be careful what we say to each other, I don't want to give us
away," Carl warned. "Stu, doesn't Stephanie look great in her Halloween
costume?"
"Yes SHE does, is that really you," Stu finally said looking at every
inch of me.
"Yes it is honey" I said. "Now don't make a big deal out of my costume,
it's just a dance hall girls dress."
"Yea, but wow, I didn't expect this. How long did it take to get ready?"
Stu asked.
"Most of the morning, it takes a girl a long time to look nice for her
men," I said.
"Look nice for her men? Man, you really are into this aren't you," Stu
stated.
"Yes I am honey, all the way, so don't you forget that" I said touching
the tip of his nose with my finger.
"I won't forget that, it won't be hard. You look very convincing," Stu
said, looking at me with a smile on his face. "What are you wearing under
there?" he asked.
"She's got on all the right stuff," Carl said.
"Really, how does it all feel?" Stu asked.
"What kind of a question is that? I said a bit angry.
"Keep your voice down, people can hear you," Carl warned.
"It's a legitimate question, isn't it? I mean, I can't ask a girl what a
bra feels like, can I?" Stu said.
"No, I guess not," I answered.
"OK then, how does it all feel?" Stu asked again.
"Keep your voice down, stupid," Carl said.
"If I tell you the truth, you promise not to make fun of me?" I asked.
"You better tell me the truth. I don't like it when girls lie to me," he
said.
"Stu, please don't make fun of me, ok? To put it bluntly, it feels great,
different, but great. I really enjoy wearing it, all of it. You might
say
I love it, I love it all," I said.
"I think that's cool, Stephanie. I wouldn't make fun of you. What all are
you wearing under the dress? Are you wearing panties and pantyhose?" he
asked with a big smile on his face.
"Yes Stu, I'm wearing panties, but not pantyhose. I'm wearing a garter
belt and stockings," I said.
"Holy shit, you are, really. What color are your panties?" he said.
"That's none of your business Stu. You can't ask a girl a question like
that," I said in a huff.
"Why not?" he asked.
"It's just not right you idiot, man show some class with ya?" I said.
"Hey, watch it. Don't talk to me that way, I don't like it," Stu said
with a frown on his face.
"Stephanie, I think you owe Stu an apology," Carl said.
"I do not," I said.
"Yes you do, or you and I will have another talk right here and now,"
Carl said.
"Ok, ok, I'll apologize," I said.
Both Carl and Stu looked at me and waited. I, in turn began to look over
the menu. Carl got up and took hold of my left arm and began to pull me
up.
"OK, Carl, I'll do it. Stu, I apologize for calling you an idiot," I said
as Carl's grip loosened and I slid back down into my seat.
We ordered our food and the rest of lunch went by with no further talk of
me and my enjoyment at being a girl or of what was to come for me. The
boys talked about what we were going to do that night. The plan was to
trick or treat a little bit, just to get some candy, steal some of the
school letters at the high school and then smash pumpkins after the
little kids had gone in. Any time I tried to interject a thought or an
idea I was told to keep my place. The men would figure it all out. About
half way though, I stopped listening.
I had made such a big deal out of being treated as a girl, I was no
longer one of the boys, which was fine with me. My thoughts went back to
the car ride over here. I continued to wonder if Carl wanted me to give
him a blow job or not. I took stock in the situation. I was with my
friends, in a public place wearing a dance hall girls dress. They didn't
make fun of me or punched me out. In fact they were willing participants
in my fun, but I was still a bit scared and I didn't know why. Would I
enjoy the rest of this Halloween as much as I thought I would. I didn't
know, but decided to just relax and enjoy whatever happens. If that
included more hints at a blow job, I would do my best.
We drove back to my apartment and I assumed that we would get the boys
ready for the evening. However, once inside Stu was more interested in my
outfit than his.
"Ok Stephanie, now that we are safe and sound in your apartment. I want
to know what color your panties are?"
"I'm not going to tell you Stu," I said, standing in the living room with
my hands on my hips.
"Fine, if you're not going to tell me, I'll just see for myself," Stu
said as he moved toward me.
"You wouldn't dear," I said.
"O yes I would, you leave me no other choice," Stu said coming after me.
"Hold on a minute," I said pointing my finger at him to stop while moving
away from him. "They're black, my panties are black," I said.
"I need to see for myself," he said. "I want to see if they have lace on
them, if their silk, you know, I want the details."
"OK, OK, I'll tell you," I said.
"No, no, we want to see for ourselves," Stu said. "Right Carl?"
"Sounds about right," Carl said.
"You can't be serious," I said.
"Well I am," said Stu.
"Carl, you already know their black and that I'm wearing a black garter
belt and stockings. Tell him," I cried.
"Yea Carl, tell me their black and tell me how you know that," Stu said
crossing his arms over his chest.
O shit I thought to myself, I went to far. I didn't know what to say, so
I didn't say any thing. I took my hands and put them behind my back to
cover up my bottom.
"When I came to pick her up a while ago she made a big deal out of being
treated like any other girl, so I told her that would be fine, but that
she might get a sore bottom out of it, just like any other girl. I don't
think she thought I meant it because she pushed me a bit by playing the
'wait for me game' so I spanked her."
"You spanked her?" Stu asked.
"Yes I did and that's how I know what color panties she's wearing."
"And that she's wearing a garter belt and stockings?"
"Right."
"Ok, I get it. She wants to be treated like any other girl so you spanked
her for making you wait." Stu said, looking at me then at Carl. "Well
she
called me an idiot and I don't like that. Do you remember that Stephanie,
do you? He asked as he slowly walked towards me. The armless chair was
still in the center of the room where Carl had spanked me earlier. Stu
took hold of my waist and picked me up so my feet were totally off the
ground. He carried me over to the chair and sat down putting me across
his knee as he sat.
"If Carl can do it so can I," Stu said. "I think I'm going to enjoy
this."
He then started to spank me with his hand. The spanks were light at
first, one cheek and then the other. I could feel my bottom wiggle as he
spanked me. That seemed to make him happy. He put his left hand on my
back and felt my bra strap, he snapped it and then he continued the
spanking. His spanks got stronger and faster, one cheek then the other
and I could feel my bottom grow warmer and warmer. I grabbed his pant leg
with my right hand for support and kicked my leg's up. He then put his
right leg over both of mine, thus preventing me from kicking.
"No you don't young lady," he said. He then blistered the very center of
my bottom with his hand. I was crying and begging him to stop.
"Stop you say, I've just started," was his reply as he let me up.
"Now then, turn around and lift up your dress," he commanded.
I slowly turned to the right and lifted the back of my dress. The
petticoat stayed in place and Stu gave me a sharp swat to my bottom.
"The petticoat and slip too girl," he said. "I want to see those
panties."
I lifted the petticoat and slip, exposing my panty covered bottom for him
to see.
"That's a good girl, now get back over my lap."
"They are black and silk with a little bit of lace on them too and a
black garter belt. Very nice, but I think you must be a slut." He began
to rub my panties with his hand, cupping my cheeks with his hand every
once in awhile. He followed the garter strap down my legs to the nylons
and back up again. He then pulled my panties up into my crack and
continued spanking me with his hand and I began to yell a little bit. He
was really letting me have it. I think all the years of bugging him made
him spank me even more. He stopped for little bit and then pulled my
panties down to just below my butt cheeks. Like Carl had done earlier, he
blistered the very center of my bottom, which had me bouncing on his lap
like a pool of jell-o.
When he was finished I had tears running down my face, however this time,
I wanted to know if this had turned him on. Before I got up off his lap,
I could feel his hard on under my left thigh and as I got up, I brushed
my left hand over it, it was hard as a rock. He then took his right hand
and adjusted himself telling me to go stand in the corner.
"Leave your panties down till we tell you to pull them up," Carl added.
The boys turned on the TV and started to watch a college football game.
"Stephanie, go into the kitchen and get us some beer," Carl said.
"I don't have any beer," I said.
"You don't, then you'll have to go to the store and get a12 pack," Carl
said.
"By myself?" I asked.
"Yea, you're a big girl, what's the problem?" Carl said.
"Nothing I guess, I just didn't want go out alone," I said.
"You went to the restaurant dressed and no one looked at you funny," Carl
replied.
"I know that, but they didn't ask to see my I.D. to eat lunch," I said.
"That's not my problem, besides its Halloween nobody will think a thing
about it. So get going. Get some chips and dip too, getting grocery's is
women's work."
"No it's not," I said.
"In this situation it is, and keep your panties down," Carl said.
"Yes sir," I said as I grabbed my purse, making sure I had my I.D. in it,
and left.
Once outside I was happy to be away from the boys for a little bit. I
could enjoy being out in my dress like the old days. As I walked to my
car the wind was blowing a bit and it made my dress blow around my legs.
Shot's of wind went up my legs and danced around my bottom which made me
giggle. It was heaven. I just wanted to stand there and let the wind have
its way with my dress as I walked around.
I got to the store and did my shopping, a few people looked my way, but
didn't really pay much attention to me. I loved the sound my high heels
made as I walked around and I really liked how they made my feet look.
When I had all the items in my cart, I headed to the check out counter.
The clerk was a young girl who didn't even look at me. She scanned each
item and gave me a total. I looked thru my purse for my money, taking a
bit longer than I needed and handed it to her. She rang it up and gave me
my change. She then put the items in a bag and slid it to me saying
"thanks and please come again." She never once really looked at me. As I
headed to the door a man was coming in and he held the door for me. I
said thank you and he said, "You're welcome miss."
I was a little disappointed on the drive back, I didn't know why, but I
expected more from people, I guess we really don't pay that much
attention to each other.
Back at my apartment Carl and Stu were really into the game and they were
happy to get the beer and chips. I was not allowed to watch the game
with
them, instead I had to stand in the corner but before I was allowed to
return to the corner, I had to lift up my dress and petticoat's to show
them that my panties were still down.
To be continued........
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