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Feminizer disease takes my body over by Terry Hansay Chapter 18 The next morning at breakfast I was really upbeat about our dinner last night with Steve, my first date. Even my wife commented how proud she was on how I handled myself with Steve here at dinner. Today was Sunday and Cathy suggested we go to the gym at the Institute, then out for lunch and some shopping. It was like I was programmed to get excited when I heard the word "shopping". I jumped at the idea and said, "Let's go!" While getting dressed, Cathy suggested just light makeup, that we have an appointment to do a make-over at the mall. JC Penney was having a special make-over event. Cathy stared at me while I was dressing. I was getting real good at hooking my retro pointed bra, bending over and reaching in my D cups to "adjust" my girls as Cathy calls it and hooking my garters on my panty girdle. She came over and gave me a big hug again saying how proud she was of me on how well I have adjusted to beating my disease. She handed me a very tight feminine sweater, with a pretty white lace bow in front, just tied off under the bustline and Capri pants in hot pink. I put my high heels on, daily shoes for me it seems, and looked in the mirror. My outfit screamed hot shapely girl. I got a big smile, loved the look. Wow, that CD therapy must have helped me last night. I grabbed my leotards and gym bag then we were off to the gym. At the gym, my wife went upstairs to talk with the staff saying she needed to talk about new classes for me. Later I found out she got new CD's for my listening "pleasure" or should I say therapy into womanhood. I thought I was done with the CD therapy but Cathy said they wanted to "add to" my nightly training to help me accept my dating men. I always have fun at the gym. It's quite different from my old "boys" gym. Here we do light exercises and the trainer keeps telling me that exercises will help tone up my breasts or my hips or tighten my stomach. I think it was working. The trainer Holly commented how perky my bustline was and loved the shape I was in. I tried to explain it was the retro bra I was wearing. She said, "However you handle it, you look marvelous, Dear." After our hour workout we showered and got dressed. I always love doing my makeup here at the Institute. They have the best makeup tables, lots of lights, and every kind of makeup a girl would ever want. I had a glow about me as Cathy and I were walking to the car. The clicking of my high heels, the swaying of my hips, and swinging of my purse were sending a real message... "I enjoy being a woman, a very attractive shapely woman with a demeanor of being on top of the world with my new lifestyle." Cathy walked behind me thinking, "How great is this, my husband is a knockout, drop dead gorgeous woman, and he loves his new life. I think I might like this too." We got to the mall and went right to JC Penney where the makeover session was. It turned out Cathy made an appointment for us and the makeup lady already knew of my disease. She introduced herself as Pricilla and wow was she a knock out, with beautiful makeup. I told her how much I liked her makeup and would like to look just like her. She smiled and said she had something very special for me. I found myself "checking her out" for her clothes and style. I had no sexual male feelings towards her, just a woman's feeling to see what she was wearing and how beautiful she was. I wanted to look just like her. Wow, those Institute CD's are working overtime on my brain! My wife and I were taken out of the crowded area into a corner in the back of the store. This area was very feminine and felt very warm, nice, relaxing. Pricilla guided me into a very comfortable chair with my wife right next to me having her makeover done too. Cathy said to Pricilla, "Give Terri the works, she deserves the best." I felt so soft and feminine, it seemed like I was in a dream world where everything was perfect. Pricilla commented how soft and beautiful my skin was and that my facial features were perfect. She said I should be a model. I thought to myself that the estrogen and those pills must have really been working well for her to say that. I melted saying "Thank you, thank you." After an hour I was putty in her hands. Looking in the mirror I almost started crying, I was so happy. Pricilla said, "Don't cry, your makeup will run." Now I was drop dead gorgeous. I could not believe how great I looked. My wife was hugging me saying this is my new look. The eye shadow, a pale blue, really brought out my eyes, the liner makeup around the bottom of my eyes was the perfect color, and the accent on my cheeks was perfect. Even the new shade of pink glossy lipstick was screaming sexy woman. My whole face just shouted femininity. We walked out with two bags of my new makeup. I felt so good and my wife knew it. Walking by Victoria's Secret, of course Cathy said, "Terri, we have to stop in and see what's new." Nowadays, I had no problem shopping in VS. I went in the store and felt very comfortable shopping there. We looked at everything. I just loved their lingerie and wanted it all. Cathy held up a beautiful nightgown. I just loved it. It had thin spaghetti straps with beautiful bra cups in pink lace with some draping down from the cups like a mini dress and of course that little lace bow between the bra cups. I love that. Plus the nightgown had matching panties, which seemed to be all lace with little pretty bows all over them, very very feminine. Cathy brought it over to me and whispered in my ear, "Terri, sweetie, do you think Steve would like this?" I looked stunned and said, "Cathy, I don't think he will see me in that little outfit anytime soon." Cathy's reply was quick, "Terri, you would be surprised how soon he might see you in this nightie. I'm sure he would melt in your hands seeing you in this lovely item." The clerk stepped up and said that was their best seller. "The nightie goes by bra size and will fit perfectly then. What size can I get for you ladies?" Cathy popped right in saying 36D would be perfect. I got so red in the face, I knew what she was thinking and I was not anywhere close to wearing that little "thing" for a man! She brought over a pale pink nightie in my size. Wow was it pretty and the nightie was saying, "Try me on, I am yours". I loved it and my wife knew it. Cathy jumped in saying "We will take it. Wrap it up before we change our minds." As we were checking out, the clerk commented on my makeup, Saying how lovely I looked and that she loved the color and my eyeliner. Wow, I was shocked with the comments I am having on my new "face"! I was thinking "This is really fun." As we were walking out, I told my wife I was not sure what she had in mind, but she had something up her sleeve. As we were walking to lunch my mind was going a mile a minute. Would I wear this pretty nightie for Steve soon? I am thinking I would like to wear it for him. The nightie was a knockout and would blow him away. What was I thinking, dressing for a man, in a nightie no less? As we were walking out of Victoria's Secret, Cathy took out her camera and asked the clerk to take our photo. I took up a pose that was so feminine, holding my shoulders back, crossing my legs like it was second nature. There I was with my big VS pink bag in one hand and my JC Penney bags and purse, of course, looking like I was the shopping princess. As Cathy said, "A picture of loveliness". As we were strolling to lunch, Cathy said she had a surprise for me. I got all excited and begged her what it was. I was like a little school girl, all giggly. "Terri, I invited Steve to join us for lunch today", Cathy said. Wow, I stopped in my tracks, stunned, seeing him two days in a row. Cathy said, "I knew you would look pretty after your makeover and I wanted Steve to see your new look, I hope that is all right." With a big big smile, I said of course it is. Cathy had set the plan for me and anything she wanted was OK with me, of course! Deep down I was nervous because I was not sure if Steve would like all the makeup on me, my new look. Cathy's plan worked. Steve was waiting for us at the door of the restaurant, right on time, looking his best. Wow, he does look good! When we got to our table, he held the chair and helped me in like a real gentleman. Steve started the conversation by saying "Your makeup session really gave you a new pretty look. Terri, I like your new look." I was blown away that he liked it, but felt all warm and giggly that he liked my new look. He then went on asking what was in the Victoria's Secret bag. He commented on how pink and colorful my bag was, that there must be something very pretty inside. I blushed and said, "Oh yes, we went shopping for some nightwear, that is all". Cathy popped right in and said, "We got Terri the most darling nightgown, Steve. They have the most pretty nightgowns at VS." I got so embarrassed, red in the face. Steve asked if he could see my new purchase. Like a typical girl, I said, "Oh Steve this was a girly purchase, you wouldn't want to see it." Steve was quick, he popped right back saying, "Well maybe some day you could show me, even model it for me, hah?" Cathy saw I was getting nervous with this talk and changed the subject. Lunch was fun, but at the end Steve reminded me of our pool party at his house this weekend. Cathy looked surprised but just left the conversation alone until later. While walking out, Steve asked where we were off to next. Cathy said, "We are going jewelry shopping over at the Brighton store. Would you like to join us?" Steve was very polite and said, "That sounds fun, but I can't today. I've got to run, but maybe someday I could buy you something special there Terri. I love the store. They have such nice jewelry and hand bags." I melted as Steve, of all people wanted to buy me jewelry. He put his big strong arms around me and pulled me in to give me a goodbye peck on the cheek. I was putty in his arms and melted with his kiss on the cheek. He whispered in my ear, "Terri, see you Saturday, I will pick you up at 3, please stay for dinner and maybe you could bring your new purchase from Victoria's Secret too". I was speechless, all I could say was, "See you Saturday Steve, thanks for having lunch with us today." Cathy could see I was weak in the knees. She hugged me, held me up and said, "Ok, Terri let's go shopping". She whisked me off and went to the Brighton jewelry store. We got around the corner. Cathy stopped dead in her tracks and said, "Terri, you little 'chicky poo', you never told me about your pool date with Steve this weekend, plus it's at his house? I think that is great, I want to hear all about how he asked you! We will have to go shopping for your big event." She asked me what he whispered in my ear as he was giving me that special peck on the cheek. I told her that Steve asked me to bring my new Victoria's Secret purchase to the pool party and maybe I could model it. I was so flustered, I said to Cathy, "How could I bring that nightie and model it for Steve?" Cathy looked me dead in the eyes, saying, "Terri, Sweetie, maybe not this weekend, but some day you will love to model this nightie for him. That is why we buy sexy lingerie, for our men." Cathy then quick changed the subject and asked how this second date came about. I told Cathy he asked me last Saturday at the pool party and I accepted, what else could I say? I looked at Cathy saying, "Why do we need to shop again for a pool party event? I already have a bathing suit and a pool wrap." "Oh, Terri, you still have a lot to learn about womanhood. We love to shop and have different outfits for each date. We can't wear the same outfit with the same man. We need to buy you a new bathing suit, you will learn." Cathy was all excited about my second date with Steve. She giggled saying, "Let's get into the Brighton store here and get you some pool party jewelry". The whole week was a whirlwind of shopping and talking about how to handle myself at my date with Steve, this time all alone with him at his house. We went shopping each night for nail polish, a new bathing suit at Mary's, new sandals, purse, everything. Wednesday night we went to the Institute to pick up new CD's. While driving home I asked Cathy what the new CD's were for since I thought I was done with that program at the Institute. She looked at me with the big smile and said, "Terri, these CDs are some new help for your pretty self. The Institute thought these new lessons might help you on your second date." I was all smiles and OK with the help, after all I think I have been programmed to listen to these CD's at night and to accept the CD therapy plus my wife's directions. Friday at work I was so nervous, the girls saw my feelings. Somehow women can sense such feelings, it was so much fun. I really wanted to talk with them about my second date. Jennifer nailed it right on the head asking me if I was going to be seeing Steve again this weekend. I got all red and she said, "Terri 'fess up, tell us girls everything about your next date with Steve". I wanted to spill the beans, I was getting so excited. I was not sure why but I was ready to do this. I told the girls all about meeting Steve at the mall last Sunday for lunch, the Victoria's Secret bag conversation and his wanting to see my nightgown and of course my second date at his house tomorrow, alone. All the girls were blown away at all the things happening to me. They seemed so jealous, like they wanted that experience of a man "chasing them". I told them all about our shopping for the big event, how he will pick me up. I was real nervous about a man picking me up and being in full control of the date as I thought he might be. All the girls jumped right in saying, "Terri, let the man pamper you. That is what the man does, picks you up, opens your door, pays for dinner, and he even buys you jewelry at Brighton. How wonderful, you are such a lucky girl. Sweetie talk him into going to the mall to the Brighton store to buy you something special on your second date. I bet he will jump at the idea, you have him right in the palm of your hand", said one of the girls. My head was spinning, we got back to work and I could hardly focus on work, thinking about Steve buying me jewelry. Wow, this is all so new to me! That night Cathy and I had another girly night, doing our nails, practicing my new makeup style and modeling my new bathing suit. We bought a very pretty "cover-up" as Cathy calls it. She said I should wear this for dinner, to change the mood from a pool party to a dinner party. Wow, so much to think of! "Style, dress is everything," she said. We packed a bag, just happened to be in my Victoria Secret bag with items I would need for the pool party. Cathy looked at me with her big smile, "Would you like to pack your new Victoria Secrets nightie?" I got all flustered saying, "I am not staying over night for sure, so why would I need a nightgown?" Cathy said, "Terri, let's pack it, you never know what will happen. You might just want to model it for Steve. You know how interested he was in your mystery purchase at Victoria Secret. You don't have to stay overnight. The night is long and you might want to have fun with him and show him how sexy you look in your nightie too". I was still flustered, but for some reason, maybe the CD's trained me and it was the wish of Cathy, I went to my drawer, got the nightie and placed it in the big pink bag. Cathy was so happy, she giggled and hugged me saying, "Terri, you will have such a fun time. I wish I could be a fly on the wall and see all your fun." I could not sleep all night. Cathy had another beauty salon appointment for me at noon. Off we went to get all "decked out". Betty loved my new makeup style and she made me up as perfectly as the JC Penney lady did. I was a vision of loveliness. Cathy picked me up and as we were driving home I got nervous saying to Cathy, "Why am I so excited about this second date with Steve? I feel like a little school girl, excited about this date, wanting to get into his arms." Cathy smiled and said, "Terry the Institute has helped you with your estrogen shots to become a woman in every sense of the word. Enjoying the company of a man is part of the feminine experience. Enjoy this date. Steve is a perfect gentleman. He will not push you into anything you are not comfortable with." I'm not sure what all that means, but for some reason I was OK and felt ready for this new experience. Feminizer disease takes my body over by Terry Hansay Chapter 19 Right on time, Steve was at my door to pick me up for our date. He looked so good, in his tight shorts and golf shirt that showed all his muscles. I even saw his tight ass and wanted to grab it. Wow, what was I thinking? Cathy pushed me out of the house with my Victoria's Secret bag loaded with all my feminine items. I was all set for a fun pool party at his house. Steve seemed so pleased that I would join him today. It was a perfect day for a pool party. Steve spotted my jewelry and asking if those earrings were from the Brighton store. I was so excited he was "checking me out", I could hardly speak. I told him yes, I bought these after we had lunch at the mall. Steve popped right in saying he would really like to buy me something special, just from him. Could we go over to the mall right now and get me something special? I got all red in the face and giddy, saying, "Sure Steve if you would like, you are driving." I thought what kind of answer is that, I must really be nervous. We were at the mall quicker than I thought. We were making small talk and the time just flew by. It is so easy to talk with him, he is so nice, such a gentleman. We walked into the Brighton store like we were a couple. I was so nervous. Steve went right for the necklaces. Asking me which I liked. I could hardly talk, saying, "Steve you pick out what you like, I love all of them." He looked around a bit and went to this beautiful silver necklace with two small hearts intertwined together, like two hearts touching each other. Wow, I almost dropped to the ground, it was so lovely! Plus what did he think it meant, two hearts, are they our two hearts joined together? I could hardly talk. I got out of my mouth, "I loved it, it was perfect. Could I try it on?" The clerk said, "Of course dear." She handed the necklace to Steve and he spun me around and hooked the very dainty chain around my neck. Wow, this is way too much fun. I was being catered to by a man. I was melting. I looked down and saw this very dainty necklace fall right between my breasts. My cleavage cradled the hearts, they are so beautiful. It's a good thing I had a low cut blouse on today. Steve spun me around and said how beautiful I looked. I knew darn well his eyes were glazed over looking at my cleavage, but he was a perfect gentleman, I loved the attention. I said, "Steve, the necklace is perfect and I love it, can we buy it?" "Terri, that necklace was made just for you, of course we can buy it. Let's wrap it up or would you like to wear it, Sweetie?", Steve asked. Wow, another first, did he call me Sweetie? All this was happening way too fast. Steve looked into my eyes, like "Are you there?", looking for me to answer. I was "out there" dreaming what that meant, him calling me Sweetie. I looked up saying, "I would love to wear it now, Steve." Wow, he took out his money and paid the clerk for my necklace. She gave us the gift box, so pretty too. I was on cloud nine. I gave Steve a big hug right there in the store, I was so excited! As we were walking out I kept looking at the double hearts and I could not take my eyes off of the necklace. I ran into a display case. Steve jumped to my rescue, holding me back and guiding me in the right direction. I was melting since he didn't take his arm off my shoulder as he was guiding me out of the store. He was so big, his arm wrapped around my shoulder, he was in full control of me. I loved it. We walked right together for the longest time. He held me tight to him asking how much I liked the necklace. He knew I loved it, I was so giggly about it. We came upon the Victoria's Secret store. I hardly knew it was there. I was still on cloud 9 looking at my new necklace he bought me. Before I knew it Steve had guided me into Victoria's Secret. He whispered in my ear, "Terri, show me the "little thing" you bought here the other day that you would not show me at lunch." I looked up and was blown away that I was standing in VS store. How did I get here? Steve asked me again. I was putty in his arm. I smiled and took him right over to the nightgown display. He had a big smile on his face as I picked up the nightie I bought. "How could I not show him what I bought after he bought me this beautiful necklace?", I thought. I think I finally came down off my cloud 9 and blurted out, "Steve do you like this nightgown?" Steve said, "Terri, it is gorgeous, very feminine. But I bet it would look much better on you." I blushed and said, "Well maybe some day I will model it for you." Steve popped right back saying, "Terri let me buy you another one now and you could model the nightgown for me tonight." Those Institute CD's must really be working because I said, "If you would like to, I would do it for you Steve." He was so happy, he was like a little kid asking if he could pick the color and size. I said sure but was thinking "How is he going to pick my size? It goes by bra cup size." Well, I was blown away again, he picked a very pretty rose color nightgown in my size, 36D. I stuttered asking how he knew my size. Steve said, "Terri, I am very knowledgeable man, I love nightgowns and will explain more later tonight". Wow. What did all that mean? He guided me to the cashier and before I knew it he had it paid for plus the clerk talked him into buying a small bottle of VS perfume. He looked at me saying, "Terri, this will be just our own perfume, just for you from me." I thought to myself "This is getting too much. Here I am with a man in VS buying me lingerie and perfume with a gorgeous double heart necklace around my neck. What is next?" I was still slow to move, still out of it. Steve grabbed my hand and guided me out of the store with another pink bag in my other hand. Steve was so talkative, talking the whole way to his house. I could not believe his house, it was a mansion, huge! I thought to myself, what does this guy do for a living? The house is beautiful. We pulled into a five car garage, you could have eaten off the floor it was so clean plus it had many high end cars. Wow, this is going to be something. After walking through many hallways, we got into the center of the house. Stave gave me a tour of the house. I was blown away at the size and beauty of the house. The kitchen was the size of my whole house. Steve then pushed a button and the elevator door opened as he said, "let me show you the upstairs". I got nervous with seeing the bedrooms, but up we went. Upstairs had a full living room, game room and 6-8 bedrooms. Steve said, "Terri, why don't you put your bags in this room. You can use as a changing room. I walked into the room and it was to die for! So beautiful, so feminine, looks like it was made for a princes, like me I thought! Steve suggested I change into my bathing suit and he would meet me downstairs in the kitchen to go out to the pool. I closed the door behind Steve and looked around. This room was made for me, a huge makeup table, huge walk in closets, canopy bed, sitting couches, and everything a woman would ever want. I thought I was in heaven. I got out of my dress and into my new bathing suit, new earrings, new 3" high sandals, and the pretty little wrap. I was still glancing down at my new necklace, never wanting to take that off. I remembered Cathy wanted me to call her, so I laid down on the plush sitting couch and called her on my cell phone. I got so giggly telling her about the necklace Steve bought me at the mall. She could not believe we even went into Victoria's Secret and he bought me the same nightie we bought last week. I told her I was on cloud 9. Plus I described the house as a palace. I told Cathy I was so excited. She was happy for me, and told me to be careful and enjoy the experience. I grabbed my pool purse and off I went to the elevator to meet Steve downstairs. Steve was in the kitchen with a man he introduced as George his chef and house manager. I thought to myself, "He has his own chef and house manager. Where am I? Wake up Terri, this is not real!" George was a perfect gentleman greeting me and saying if there was anything I needed, just ask him. Wow, I could get used to this treatment. Does every girl get this pampering? Steve guided me out the triple doors to the patio with the pool in the distance. Again there was another architectural maze of beautifully designed patio and pool. Steve suggested we jump on the float in the pool. It was a raft made for two with a "table" in the middle for food and drinks. It was unreal. I heard my wife talking to me in my head, "Remember, we girls don't swim at these pool parties. We don't want to mess our hair or makeup." Steve the gentleman he is, said, "Don't worry Terri, just jump in the raft at the steps, you will not get wet." He was so sweet helping me on the raft and he jumped right on. It was so relaxing floating around on the raft in the pool. George came out with "girly" drinks and snacks. They were the best and fit right on the raft. Steve made small talk saying what a good time he has had today with me shopping and now here at the pool. All of a sudden, out walked what looked like a teenager girl but I thought she looked like a boy to0. As she or he got close, at the edge of the pool, he said, "Hi Dad, I am back from Pam's house, is this Terri?" Steve popped right in introducing him to me as his son, Paul. I didn't know what to say but hello, glad to meet you. He said he had to go upstairs and change and get to school for practice. He was very nice, turned and walked out to the pool area with a very feminine walk. I looked at Steve and he knew what I was thinking. He said, "Terri, I will explain. I live here with my son. My wife died 17 years ago giving birth to Paul. He is a crossdresser. Our next door neighbor Pam helps him crossdress and she helps him come to terms with his feelings. As long as we are "telling the truth", I too have a fetish for lingerie, but only lingerie, no dressing up further. So I am very liberal with his crossdressing feelings and understand them. Wow, there was so much going on here! It was hard to process it all. Steve knew I was overwhelmed. Steve went on to say he enjoys wearing nightgowns, women's underwear but that is it. He does not dress fully, nor wear makeup. His son is different, Paul enjoys it all and some day might do a sex change, but that's way off for now. Steve went on to say, "this is how you and I met. My son is a student at the Brooke Institute where you go. I think you have seen him there and that is why I know of you and your disease. I am fully supportive of your disease and my son's crossdressing." I had a thousand questions for Steve, but for some reason I was very much accepting of his answers. I had no problems with him wearing lingerie or his son being a teenage crossdresser. I wonder if the Institute's CD therapy taught me this tolerance? Either way I was ok with it and regained my composure. I told Steve I would like to get to know your son. Steve said maybe next weekend, since he has to get to school now. We had more drinks floating in the pool, when George came out and announced dinner would be served in 40 minutes. Wow, I thought this is service. I asked Steve, "is that why you knew what nightgown size I wore at Victoria Secrets? You know bra sizes and guessed my cup size". He admitted that he is very good at guessing bra sizes since he loves bras so much. He admitted he wears a 38C cup with inserts when he wears a bra. Wow, there is a guy who understands my feminine side and man side, both sides, how great is this! He said that he only crossdresses when alone and will never dress outside the house. I felt bad and said I would love to see him in a nighgown or bra. I'm not sure where that came from, it just came out of my mouth. Steve got so excited he reached over and gave me a peck on the cheek with a big "Thank You". George came back out with another round of drinks and suggested we change for dinner, he will be serving soon. Steve got me out of the pool without getting me wet. I slipped on my sandals and we both got into the elevator to go up and change. Steve said to me, "Terri, I hope you are all right with my little fun dressing and my son's crossdressing." He looked so serious like he was going to cry. He looked so sweet. I said to him, "Steve, I am OK with you and your son's crossdressing. Look at me, I enjoy it too. I know the pleasure you get, your desires, it's OK." He seemed so relived to hear I was OK with all this crossdressing. While we were walking down the long hall to our rooms to change, I gently grabbed Steve's hand and said, "If you would like to put some lingerie on now, I would like to that side of you." Steve got so excited, but he asked me again and again, "Are you sure you OK with this? My 38C bustline is very shapely, like yours." I smiled and said, "Yes, I am very OK with seeing a bustline on you. I want to make you happy as you have made me very happy today." He gave me a big warm hug, saying, "Terri, you are the best, see you downstairs soon." Steve turned right and went down another hall into what I thought was his bedroom. I forgot where my room was and opened a door. Wow, this was not my room! It looks like a girl's room, all decked out in the most feminine decorations possible. I saw all these pretty bras on the bed and high heel shoes everywhere. Then I thought maybe this is Paul's room and quickly got out. I found my room and got back into my clothes. I saw the perfume Steve had just bought me and put it on. It was very very nice, I love it. As I was putting my bathing suit back in the VC pink bag I saw my nightie I brought from home and in another bag the new nightie Steve bought me. They were so pretty. Steve's meant so much to me. I was wondering if I would be asked to model them tonight. Would I? I'm not sure, things moving way too fast for me today! Back in the kitchen I had a sweet conversation with George. He seemed to be a very nice man, very accepting of all the feelings going on in this house. I think he knew of my disease. George poured me a glass of wine and we chatted. He commented on how much he likes my double heart necklace. With a big smile I agreed and said Steve had just bought that for me today. George said "What a sweet guy Steve is, he has good taste." Just then the elevator doors open out came Steve. He was dressed in shorts and a tailored pale yellow polo shirt. But you could see for sure, he had a bustline, a very attractive bustline under that polo shirt. For some reason he looked good. His 38C shape agreed with him. I walked over to him, threw my arms around him, and whispered in his ear, "You look marvelous, I love the new look." I could see in the kitchen mirror Steve's big smile and his thumbs up signal to George that I approved. George smiled and also gave two thumbs up sign. Steve seemed very comfortable with his large bustline. His polo shirt looked tailored just for him, with darts to help shape his shirt to his bustline. I told Steve when I first started wearing bras, I could not handle people seeing my bra straps. I asked Steve, "Why can't I see your bra under your shirt?" He said, "I have a camisole top on under my shirt. It hides all those straps". Our whole dinner conversation was about lingerie and his love for bras. He told me he was attracted to me on first sight when he saw my Southern Belle look and my retro pointed bra. He said, "Not many girls go for that look, it's so pretty." He loves the look very much but has not gotten up enough nerve to buy himself a retro pointed bra. Not sure why I said it, but it came put of my mouth, "Let's go shopping for a retro bra together. I know exactly where to go. I buy mine at Mary's Bra and Shape Shop. Mary is so sweet and fitted me so well, it will be fun." Well, you thought I just gave him a million dollars, he was so excited. I think I just found his "button". He reach over the table, held both my hands in his, and looked me right in the eye saying, "Terri, I sure am glad we met. I really enjoy your company. I hope you feel the same." I melted as I saw him look at me with his big blue eyes. I could hardly get the words out, "Steve, I too enjoy your company. You have made the treatment of my disease so much more easier. I truly love being with you." Wow, where did all that come from? It was like it was pre-programmed in my brain. Maybe those Institute CD's are talking for me. I thought Steve was going to jump over the table and kiss me. Just then George came in with more wine and broke the moment. We went in the game room for dessert. Steve said, "Terri can I ask you a question about bra fitting?" I said, "Of course you can Steve, I have become old hat at it." He said, "I have never been professionally measured for a bra and think I would be nervous with a woman measuring. What do they do?". I told him not to worry. "Mary is very professional and makes it a fun experience for you. She will love doing this for you. I am a good customer. While my figure was developing I have been measured many times". Steve looked me right in the eye and said, "Terri do you think you could measure me right now? Show me what it's like, what to expect?" Wow, that blew me away, measuring him for a bra. I said, "Sure, lets do it, do you have a tape measure?" Stupid question, he pulled it out of his pocket. Steve closed the door, sending a signal to George to leave us alone. He pulled off his shirt exposing his camisole. Wow, it was so pretty, lacy with that little bow in between the cups. I told him to just remove his camisole. He was wearing the first bra I bought and loved, the Playtex Cross-Your-Heart soft cup bra. I told him how much I like this bra, wished my wife would like me wear it more. I put the tape around his chest for the band size and reached around his strong big back. I was melting being so close to him and he knew it, I was so turned on! Then I raised the tape over his bustline. Sure enough I announced he was wearing the right bra, a 38C. His inserts looked so real, like he applied makeup to the edges so that they blend right into his chest. I was nervous yet so excited! He slipped on his shirt and gave me a big hug. He said, "Maybe I can handle going to the bra salon and getting measured. But you have to be with me!" Now without the camisole top, I could see his bra as clear as day. It didn't seem to bother him or me. We had another drink and called it a night. He was so sweet, asking if he could see me again soon and telling me that he looks forward to our little shopping trips with me. He said, "Maybe I could buy you a bra too, maybe matching bras for us, wouldn't that be sweet?" How could I not love this man, he is so sweet! I have to find out if the Institute trained me with that CD therapy to handle Steve's feminine ways and his son's crossdressing. I seem to be so accepting of his feminine house. Well, I thought, either way, I really like this guy and for sure his house, Not to mention the new necklace and nightgown he bought me. Wait until Cathy hears about my day. She will not believe Steve and his son are crossdressers!