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A Little Nookie While Playing Hookie (part 1)
As I watched his car drive away I wondered how this would change things
at work. Since I work for a utility company with 49 other men, what
happened today could change things forever.
The company I work for has a policy about staying home sick. It
penalizes you the same for a one day absence as a 5 day absence so of
course everyone stays out the full 5 days. Who am I to buck the system?
For me this meant 5 days of letting my hair down, so to speak.
I didn't plan it but on Monday morning I felt I needed a little me time
so I called in to work with my best "I'm sick" voice and without a
problem I was listed as "out sick." I rolled over and started planning
what I would do for the next 5 days. I don't usually dress fully lately
since my girlfriend is not a big supporter of my desire to dress in
woman's clothes. So this was the perfect opportunity for me to have some
fun and she would be none the wiser.
After showering and being sure to remove all facial hair and apply some
lotion to my face to make it as smooth as can be. I started to pluck a
few rogue hairs from my brow. Not enough to attract the Girlfriends
attention but enough that when I penciled in my brows later it looked
good. I dug out the trunks where I hid my fem clothes and opened them
up on the bed. The scent of my favorite perfume became prominent in the
room and I felt the stir of anticipation in me.
I grabbed the makeup case and headed to the bathroom. A little
foundation and I was on my way to leaving Dennis behind for a while and
letting Denise out. I had never had any formal instruction with makeup
but I managed to get a few tips online and the rest was trial and error.
Being partial to the semi slutty look I opted for a little heavier than
normal eye liner, Heavy mascara and I was sure to curl my lashes to make
sure my baby blues popped. Using the smoky eye effect for my eye shadow
and some blush and I was starting to look like someone I would really
want to be with. A little lip liner in a shade or two darker than the
lipstick I chose. I bought this lipstick that says it stays on longer
and needs less touching up. Since I had the whole day I figured I would
see how long it really does stay on. After a heavy coating of gloss I
was happy with the results and went back to the bedroom to get my wig. I
chose my favorite wig. It was a short bob that had the most beautiful
auburn color. I always wanted long hair and for the life of me I do not
know why I bought a short wig but it turned out to be my favorite. I got
the nerve to actually go into a wig store to buy a wigonce. I told her
it was for Halloween. Like she never heard that one before. I think I
bought it because of the look on the sales girl's face when she put it
on me. The look she had was like "OMG... This is the one for you
hunny."
From that point on I felt pretty. I noticed I walked different and I
wasn't even wearing heels yet. Back in the bedroom I did what every
woman has done since the invention of the closet. I stood there just
looking at my options of clothes and felt overwhelmed. Something I
never felt looking at men's clothes.
I figured I was home and nobody was here. Time for a little housework
so out came the French Maid outfit. I opened up a new pair of thigh
high stocking. You know the ones with the line running up the back just
like in that Van Halen song. I fastened them to my best garter belt.
It was black, made of satin and lace with these adorable little red
roses. By now my manhood was standing at attention and even though I
wanted to relieve the pressure building inside me I was in this for the
long haul today. I was going to last all day without pleasuring myself
to completion. Now what to do with my swelling member.. I dug into the
bottom of the trunk and took out a black gaff and what I could only
describe as one of the Chinese finger cuffs I made to help me tuck. I
slipped the cuff over my shaft and pulled it tight. It hugged me, and
the harder I pulled the more secure it got. I pulled it back between my
legs and secured it to the back of my garter belt. Slipped the gaff on
and rubbed my hand over where my pussy now was. All I felt through the
material was a small ridge running from my clit to my ass. It felt just
like lips on a vagina. This got me even more aroused and forced the
sleeve over my manhood to tighten even more.
I turned sideways and looked in the full-length mirror. If I had not
known better I would have sworn that there was a real woman in the
mirror. I slipped my frilly lace white panties over the gaff and made
sure not to show any of the other undergarments.
Being a little overweight may be a problem to some cross dressers but
when the world hands you lemons...well you know. I have a little extra
on top that I manage to push up and together to give what I call my
natural cleavage. Although trying to be secretive from the girlfriend
means I cannot shave my chest, I am lucky enough to have blonde hairs
and not that much of them. Some strategically placed duct tape, breast
enhancers and a well fitting bra and I have a great rack. With my waist
cincher in place and all laced up. I have an hourglass figure.....ok
maybe an hour and a half but girls come in different sizes and shapes.
I finish it off with a full petticoat that really poofs out and a silky
black French maid outfit with an apron and headpiece. Put on my
favorite 5 inch Black Pumps with an ankle strap. Pose in front of the
mirror one last time. Happy with how I look and still dying to stroke
myself to pleasure I start cleaning the house.
The kitchen was a breeze, as I never cook. I move along to the living
room and while I vacuum to the music I become oblivious to the world
around me. I turn to get to the rest of the room and I see something
that makes my stomach drop. There is a man standing right up at my
window holding what I realize is a camera phone. After the initial shock
I realize who it is. It's my immediate supervisor from work. As he
lowers the camera-phone with this huge smile on his face he says "Got
Ya". I don't remember if I screamed inside or I actually made the sissy
cry out loud but it doesn't matter, I had been discovered. Not knowing
what to do I ran into the bedroom and tried to sort out what just
happened. What was he doing here? How long was he watching? Did he
actually take pictures? What do I do now? I heard the gate to my yard
pen right outside the bedroom window and his voice.
"Dennis? Are you there?" I didn't know what to say so I just sat there
and hoped he would just leave. But he didn't.
"Dennis? I believe we need to discuss this," he said.
I took a deep breath and in my sick voice asked him " Discuss what?"
He answered " What we should do about this."
I asked him why he was here. He replied it was company policy to
randomly visit employees who call in sick to make sure they really are
sick. After all if they were paying me for 5 days off to sit home due
to an illness...I should really be home & ill.
I answered through the window " well you can see I am home and I am
feeling a little ill right now"
He said, yes he saw that I was home and I was not in trouble. However, I
should open the door so we can discuss what just happened. It would be
in my best interest if I did. I hesitated but eventually gave in since I
was in fact not going to get out of this one.
I opened the door slowly. Like a little girl answering the door to a
stranger. When I did I saw the look on his face. It was not the look of
someone who just found a way to ruin someone else's life, or the look of
judgement or disgust. Instead it seemed to be a sympathetic and
understanding person who wanted to relieve any discomfort about what
just happened. I stood there hiding behind the door when I realized the
wig and makeup were right there for the world to see. He motioned to be
let in and I did.
We went into the living room and he sat on the couch and I in the
armchair across from him. Being sure to sit like a lady so he could not
see up my skirt.
He asked me what we should do about this. My immediate response was to
ask him to just forget it. He said he couldn't. I asked if he actually
took any photos and he said he did. But it wasn't for the reasons I
thought. He is not going to make a report about me being home sick.
They were for him. Puzzled I asked him what that meant.
He said we all have out little secrets and he was no exception. He now
knows my secret and he opened up and told me his. He has a secret
attraction to girls like me. Although he never wanted to dress like a
woman he is aroused by other men who do. He went as far as saying this
is a good thing. That if we were to respect each others interest & keep
each other's secrets we could actually both be happy. I thought for a
minute and didn't know what to say. I have never been attracted to any
man. Especially a black man. I have fantasized about being treated
like a woman by a man but I never wanted to really be with one.
He told me how exciting it was to see me just be "myself". He always had
a feeling I was different from the other macho guys at work. That's
probably why he stopped by. Hopefully to get a look behind closed doors
to see what he could find out about me. But this was better than he had
ever thought. He now had photos too.
I felt defeated. I told him I never actually did this before and I do
not know what he wants. He motioned for me to sit next to him and I
reluctantly did so. He placed his hand on my knee and felt me tremble.
He said it would be ok and put my head on his shoulder shushhhhing me
saying it will all be OK. I felt a tear in my eye and I looked up at
him. He seemed so gentle I took a deep breath and from that moment on I
know I was to be his girl.
He looked back at me with this little smile and brushed the hair from my
eyes. He leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. My first kiss
with a man and it was actually beautiful. I wanted more when I felt our
lips part and the gloss linger between us. I leaned back toward him.
Kissed him back and waited for him to part my lips with his tongue. It
felt like forever but he did and I accepted his tongue into my mouth. I
sware I almost lost it in my panties right there. I finally really knew
how it felt to experience a first kiss as a girl.
After a few minutes of exploring each other's mouths with our tongues he
leaned me back and slowly kissed me from my mouth to my neck and down to
my cleavage. He mentioned how amazed he was at how real my chest looked
and licked between my breasts. As I arched my back I felt his hand ride
up my thigh right to the spot where he thought he would find my manhood.
Instead he seemed surprised to find nothing there but my vagina bump. He
seemed surprised and excited at the same time.
He told me to stand before him and walk around in my heels because he
didn't get a good look while he was at my window. I shyly stood up and
did my best to pretend I was a little girl wearing a dress for the first
time twirling in front of him. When I did my frilly panties showed and I
could see the look in his eyes.
After years of being afraid to be discovered it felt so good to actually
get approval and even get compliments on my looks. He sat me down in
the easy chair and stood in front of me. Now at eye level with his
bulging zipper I knew what he wanted next. I reached out and stroked
him through his pants and felt it move. I never undid a belt from this
angle and it felt so un natural but exciting. I opened the button on
his pants and looked up at him. Lowering the zipper I heard him sigh
and for the first time I was looking directly at a mans cock right in
front of me. I freed it from its cloth prison and held it in my hands.
I guess it was about 9 inches as I know mine is 7 ? and smaller than
his. I felt inferior to him.
Probably the way a submissive female should feel. I could smell the sex
and saw a drop dripping from the tip and I licked it off before it could
fall to the floor. It was salty and warm. I have tasted my own before
but this was not mine. It was my bosses. That made me so hot. I opened
my mouth and engulfed his cock letting the bottom of it ride along my
tongue. He let out a deep sigh as I closed my mouth around. My tongue
danced around the head as I slowly slid him in and out of my mouth. I
did everything I could think of that I like when getting a blowjob. I
Took it out of my mouth and stroked it a few times because we all know
that the fist time it goes in is the best feeling and I wanted him to
have the first time over and over again.
Increasing the suction and holding his huge balls and shaft while I went
to town on his member I actually for the 2nd time today felt like I was
really a girl. He began to thrust harder into my mouth and I knew what
was coming. I had never been with a man before, let alone experienced a
male orgasm from the receiving end. I was worried and didn't know how to
accept his gift. I had only tasted a drop of my own. The closest I ever
came to getting the full effect was shooting my own cum and keeping my
mouth open. My aim was never good enough to actually catch much. But
now I was going to have to be all the girl I could be. I felt him push
in and stay there and the throbbing of his cock against my throat told
me to hang on. Like a bullet I felt the first wave hit my throat and
then the successive shots. What seemed like a gallon filling up my
mouth took me by surprise. It was dripping down my chin. I couldn't
really swallow because he was still in my mouth and holding the back of
my head. When he finally pulled out there was cum everywhere. My
lipstick was on his shaft. I looked up at him and he still had that look
of ecstasy on his face.
At that moment I felt the unwelcome feeling of shame. I have heard how
some girls feel remorse and regret after being with a guy. They feel
cheap and like they are bad people. I now know that feeling. I was
ashamed that I just sucked off a man. What made it even worse was he
was my boss. How would I ever get his respect again? Just then he saw
what I was feeling and he took me in his arms and asked me what was
wrong. I told him I never did this before and I was ashamed. He said
not to worry and took me in his arms. It felt safe. I told him I
wanted to clean up and he asked me not to change. Just freshen up.
When I returned he was sitting there on the couch with a beer he took
from my fridge and I felt good that I satisfied "My Man". I sat there
with his arm around me and me leaning on his shoulder like a good girl
should. When it was time to leave he asked me if I had any other
outfits like this one. I said a few and he said good. Pick something
nice for tomorrow. He would pretend to be in a meeting all day. I
agreed and kissed him goodbye.....As I leaned on the door and watched
his car drive away I wondered how this would change things at work? I
have 4 more days to find out.
This was my first attempt at writing a story.......
Denise
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