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Tesco Tart. - Part Two.
Chapter Four - In for a penny...
"Bit tight on top maybe" David unconsciously said out loud as he felt
the fabric and cut of the Checkout Supervisor's smart navy blue suit.
After a quick check of his watch and, seeing that he still had at least
forty minutes alone in the store before his night shift colleagues
returned from their outside 'lunch' break he set about fulfilling his
perverted sissy ambition.
He still couldn't believe the luck of his opportunity as he slipped the
fitted jacket off of the hanger and carefully draped it over the counter
top to his right. Next he undid the few concealed buttons of the red,
open neck blouse worn only by the store's female Department Supervisors
and again carefully, laid it on top of the navy blue jacket.
It was now or never and there was no doubt that it would be the 'now' as
David quickly undid his belt, popped the button and tugged down the zip
of his cargo pants dropping them to the floor, stepping out of them as
he kicked them to the side. He yanked off his blue polo shirt and sent
it to join his trousers on the floor in the corner of the room.
Standing in only his feminine underwear he didn't even pause to consider
the reflection in the counter top mirror of his slender, hairless frame
dressed in a peach satin and white lace camisole/ panties duo with his
everyday basic black tights slightly spoiling the erotic match of his
underwear set.
He seized the short sleeved red blouse from the counter and slipped it
over his thin shoulders. The concealed buttons were of course no
hindrance to him as an experienced sissy dresser and he deftly nipped
each tab into place from the bottom up and finished with smoothing and
flattening the open necked double collar across his upper chest. As he
did so he thought of Susan's fingers casually nipping these very tabs
together every working day without a second thought or hint of arousal.
This was in stark contrast to David's arousal which was more than
complete as he felt an almost out of body experience as he pulled the
curved hem of her blouse as close to it's intended position of below the
waist as his tall frame would allow.
The open vee that the lack of the last three masculine buttons created
combined with the wide flair of the collar reinforced the undoubted
femininity of the garment but also reminded him of the subtle but
unmistakable differences between the Supervisors appearance compared to
the 'workers'. Her blouse was obviously cut for the more professional
look compared to the smart but utilitarian look of her check out girls'
shirts. And of course it was designed with the fitted jacket in mind.
David turned back to the rail and slipped the neatly hung skirt off of
the lower rail of the hanger. Pinching its waistband he let it fall to
its natural length as he expertly identified its form. Seeing a
conventional basic zip and top button he hastily rotated the hopefully
confining garment so that the fastenings were to the front.
With shaking legs David bent over and dropped one foot and then the
other into Susan's skirt and slid the navy blue, long encasing fabric up
his smooth, black legs and over his hips.
As he did so he could sense Susan's trademark perfumed aroma from her
blouse. The enthralling scent which both introduced her presence on the
shop floor and lingered after she left his vicinity was now his own and
the added feeling of closeness to her further heightened his arousal.
Pleasingly the button met it's tab easily as he deftly nipped the two
together. He bunched up the curved hem of Susan's blouse as he rotated
her skirt in three careful top and bottom movements until the rear
fasteners were in their natural position in the centre of his lower
back. The smooth black fabric of his tights eased the operation and on
doing up the zip, with thighs together David bent over slightly as he
straightened the skirt and smoothed it to it's intended shape and
fitting.
Turning towards the mirror as he adjusted the waistband of her skirt to
his natural waistline he fussed the hem of her blouse into position over
her skirt.
Eager to take in the effect of these simple garments he lingered on his
reflection. Instant lust!
David's thrill from dressing came in part from having this feminine
vision in front of him to soak up at his leisure without the fear of
being caught staring at the genuine article.
With movements already more feminine from the relaxing and arousing
inner change that came from his part transformation he again smoothed
the wide, open collar down and tugged slightly at the curved hem of
Susan's red fitted blouse as he slowly turned to savour the details and
personal fit of his borrowed treasures.
Her blouse was as he had guessed a slightly tight fit but without his
breast forms it was just big enough to avoid the fear of ripping the
stitching or losing a button. All the same, David was careful not to
lift his arms too much and kept up careful feminine movements to avoid
his fear of leaving evidence of this illicit encounter.
He had already noted the two vertical seams from the front view which
served to nip the blouse to his waist, emphasising the light flare of
the hem over her skirt and as he turned he took in the same effect from
a similar pair of darts at the rear. Their effect was stronger and
exaggerated the flair as it stretched over the rear of Susan's tight,
navy blue pencil skirt.
Although not as full in this area and the hips as Susan, David was
pleased to see the tight curves of his bum further emphasised by the
tight, constraining fabric.
On seeing his reflection David had noticed that it didn't seem at all
odd considering that he hadn't done his make up and wasn't wearing any
of his several wigs.
His hairless face, smooth tinted complexion, light liner and mascara and
lightly tinted pink lips seemed to be brought out more in this outfit
and he wondered for a fleeting moment if his subtle touches were as
invisible as he had thought...
Sub consciously standing tall on the balls of his feet to emulate his
practiced feeling of 4" heels, and with his hands on his hips he took in
another few detailed studies of his uniform enhanced figure before
turning back to the counter top to finish the look.
David carefully picked up Susan's fitted suit jacket from the counter
top and, handling it as if it was made from the most fragile silk and
lace, slowly looked it over.
He found slightly padded shoulders leading to the cap of the sleeve and
then followed the single breasted collar down past the two round,
concealed button fastenings and then identified the pronounced curved
hem that he knew would again flair the jacket over the tight skirt.
Guiltily he patted the inside breast pocket with his hand and found what
felt like a small notebook and three protruding Bic pens.
As he cast his final studious look over this symbol of corporate
authority his eyes again met and were transfixed by the name badge
pinned aside the left lapel.
Again it read "Susan" and underneath "Checkout Supervisor".
For the second time in his illicit presence in this forbidden room David
was filled with true, stomach twisting fear and dread.
This time though the sudden reality check that Susan's name badge
brought was not of the self indulgent but detached fantasy of being
caught, but of genuine peril.
How long had he been in the Female locker room? David was filled with
immediate remorse that he had lost track of time in savouring every
feminine detail in the chase of getting the most from this once in a
lifetime opportunity.
A check of his watch brought the immediate relief that he would have
given his life for as he seen that there was still ten minutes of the
official lunch break left.
David gambled that the guys wouldn't be back from McDonalds exactly on
time but he knew that they wouldn't abuse the more relaxed night shift
rules either so it was now or never!
He quickly slipped Susan's navy blue fitted suit jacket on, buttoned it
up and had a quick look at himself in the counter top mirror.
Again standing tall on the balls of his feet he absorbed the vision
before him as he turned left and right, head over shoulder soaking up
every detail of his appearance in the authoritarian object of his
ultimate desire's actual uniform.
With legs tightly together he dropped to his knees. He quickly but
carefully hitched up Susan's tight pencil skirt high enough to thumb the
waistband of his black, control top tights down far enough to free his
raging and already dribbling erection from his peach satin panties.
He began stroking his cock as he looked around him at where he actually
was, and down at himself at what he was actually wearing. It obviously
didn't take long for him to feel the first twitches of the oncoming
orgasm as he looked down at himself in Susan's smart navy blue suit, the
wide open collar of the Supervisor-only red blouse spreading over the
lapels of the tight fitted jacket, with it's partner tight pencil skirt
bunched up around his waist as he furiously pumped away to complete this
dream encounter.
Susan's name badge on his left lapel again caught his eye and this was
the final trigger that sent his overdue cum spurting, pulse after pulse
after pulse across the floor of the Female changing room.
David shook and shuddered over and over again as he slowed his self
pleasure to bring him down from what he was in no doubt about had been
the most amazing and intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
With his sense of calm and logic returning David tucked himself back
into his pants and tights and quickly but carefully removed Susan's
uniform. With a memory for detail that had come from many an illicit
encounter with a woman's wardrobe he first folded and replaced Susan's
skirt on the lower hanger before replacing her blouse, being careful to
redo the few buttons that she had fastened to let it keep it's place on
the hanger. With her jacket also replaced as she had left it at the end
of her previous day shift David was satisfied that his subterfuge was
complete.
He quickly jumped back into his drab grocery assistant attire and
efficiently cleaned his man-made mess from the tiled floor with toilet
roll from the Female staffs on-suite toilet.
David turned back as he reached the door that would take him back into
the real world and, on being satisfied that everything was how he had
found it, reluctantly plunged back into the corridor of the staff area
to get back downstairs in expectation of his colleagues arrival back in
store to complete the rest of their shift.
As it happened David was correct in his guess that the guys would return
just that little bit late. With the official break time over he was back
in his aisle working when he heard the banging at the front doors.
As David let his colleagues in he sensed some kind of school boy
jubilance about them as if they had got one over the company by escaping
the prison of their workplace for slightly more than their permitted
time.
He also picked up a tone of childish superiority and guessed that they
thought of him as a 'company man' who had perhaps been scared to break
the rules.
David had a self assured secret chuckle at this thought as he knew that
he had gotten far more from the employment experience than those clowns.
He had fulfilled his desire for dressing in a way that no amount of
secret shopping and closeted but lonely transformations ever could.
He had 'been' Susan, the pinnacle of his heterosexual desires, albeit
for a dozen stolen minutes. He had worn her clothes, experienced her
scent and had got an insight into the details of her uniform that made
her so damn intriguing to him.
He thought to himself that he had somehow broken down the mental
barriers slightly that had previously prevented him from treating her as
a person instead of a self imposed no-go area. He looked forward to
being able to relax a bit more around her instead of avoiding her due to
the self confidence sapping effects of the pedestal that he had mentally
put her on.
Of course, what traits David had picked up of Susan's personality would
remain and these were still what drove him towards her. He could think
of nothing better in a partner than her beauty, confidence and
assertiveness.
She would always make him weak at the knees with lust but he thought to
himself that the uniform would be less of a barrier now that he had worn
it and experienced first hand that 'the look' was just that to a degree.
It was a smart professional look but David already had plenty of them at
home in his 'Michelle' room's wardrobes. Skirts, trousers, shift dresses
and suits all in the smartest of tailoring that his shopping habits
would allow.
Marks & Spencer's, Debenhams, House of Fraser and even the pick of
Matalan and Asda George had all contributed to a collection that any
business woman or office girl would envy.
David looked forward to Monday morning, he felt as if a weight had been
taken off of his shoulders. His desires to wear the female staffs
uniforms had been relieved by his experience that night and although
obviously he would still secretly love to be in their shoes he felt as
if a barrier had been removed and that he would be able to make his
female colleagues friends in a way that his previous pent up desires had
prevented him from doing.
He had always been a bit uncomfortable in their presence and he knew
that his reactions had made him a bit of a weirdo to them. That was all
going to change though David thought, and he looked forward to being
more like one of the guys with the newfound confidence to flirt and he
hoped, to get closer to Susan and work up to asking her out on a date.
Unfortunately for David his actions that night hadn't gone unnoticed.
To be continued......
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