Mistress Penny
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It was nearly 6:00 when I woke up, still in Paul's arms. My feeling of
contentment was quickly replaced with confusion, concern, and eventually
panic. I was expected in the office in just over two hours to finish
work on an ad campaign. I looked up at Paul's sleeping face and realized
what a mess this was going to become.
Quietly I slipped from his embrace and made my way to the bathroom.
While I was naked and, from that, obviously male, my toussled hair and
faded makeup was unmistakeably female. After getting dressed and
refreshing what makeup I could, my desire was to grab my keys and head
home. However, I had no keys and my transportation home was still asleep
and, admittedly, still gorgeous. I awoke Paul and we were soon on our way
to my house.
"I really enjoyed last night, Paul."
"Yeah, it was nice wasn't it? I had a wonderful time."
After a moment of silence I blushed and finally let it out. "That was,
um... my first time."
"Really? Your first with a man? Or as Penny?"
"Both," I admitted. "I had never entertained the offer before. Actually
never even had the offer before."
"Now that surprises me," Paul replied. "You are a pretty woman. I would
suspect you would have a lot of guys interested in you."
With that opening, I filled Paul in on the past few days and how new this
all was to me. Somewhere in the middle of my tale, we pulled into the
driveway.
He pondered my story a while and raised one eyebrow. "So I'm dating a
woman who is a married man. That certainly complicates matters, doesn't
it?"
The look on his face was priceless. We both laughed.
"Look Penny," he continued, "I know you must be confused. You need some
time to think about all of this. Why don't you do that and call me. I'm
not going anywhere any time soon."
I was amazed. "How can you be so... so... nonchalant about this? I was
sure you would be mad."
Paul grabbed my hand and looked right into my eyes. "Penny, I have been
with men and with women. To me we are just two people who happen to enjoy
each other, And, while I can't speak for you, I can say I want to get to
know you better and spend more time with you. But I will leave that
entirely up to you."
With that, we hugged, kissed briefly and went our separate ways. But not
before making sure I had his phone number.
There must have been 8 messages from my sister and twice as many of her
hang-ups on the caller ID. The final message stated, with some fear in
her voice, that if I didn't call her this morning she would fear the
worst and contact the police. I called and, naturally, woke her up. I
gave her the Reader's Digest version and reminded her I had to go to work
and that we would talk tonight.
After my shower, I began getting ready for work. My dockers and polo
seemed so... well, I couldn't really put my finger on it at the time but
"foreign" might be appropo. As I was reaching for the door, realized I
was still wearing Susan's watch and hadn't removed my glue-on nails!
Fifteen minutes later I was walking through the door and on my way to my
desk.
Everything seemed a bit surreal and it took a few minutes, well actually
more like 30, to settle down and get to work. I could not understand the
thoughts running through my head. My coworkers were commenting on what a
good mood I was in. I was. I was also confused.
The ad campaign finished, and another day behind me, I headed directly to
my sisters house. I knew she would want the details and I knew I had to
talk this through.
I rang the doorbell and was greeted by Leslie who simply chuckled. As I
went in Leslie shouted past me, "Lisa! Your sister is here!" The
laughter grew louder both shaming me and angering me simultaneously.
"Don't mind her," Lisa yelled from the kitchen. "She is always a bitch
when she doesn't understand something."
Leslie yelled something from the other room and, while I'm not sure what
she said, I am sure wasn't nice.
"So fill me in. Don't leave out any details."
I gave her the rundown on everything; the evening, the night, the
morning, and most importantly, the feelings.
"Wow, Alan, you are in way over your head!"
"Tell me about it. What should I do? I can't do anything like this
again..." My voice trailed off.
"But that was unlike anything you have ever experienced, isn't it?"
"I'll say! It was amazing! He was so sweet and kind," I said punctuated
by an audible sigh.
"Alan? You realize how you sound right now?"
My face turned a few different shades of red. I sounded just as I felt,
wonderful, enamored and confused.
"What do I do now, Lisa? Everything is different. Honestly, everything
I thought I knew is totally out the window."
"You've been through a lot in just a few days. So you found you're a
bit kinky and may be leaning a bit to the bi side." Lisa reached over
the edge of the kitchen island and hugged me. "It's all new for you and
scary. There's no need to let this experimentation upset everything."
"Not entirely new," I said, hanging my head. "I mean, being with a man
is very new and unexpected. But um.." I stalled, hoping Lisa would fill
in the blanks on her own. Her stare made it obvious she wasn't going to
let me take the easy route.
"I um.. well, when we were kids I wore your stuff once in awhile."
She smiled and put her hand on my shoulder. "I knew. I had forgotten
about it but yeah, I knew. You weren't very good about putting things
back the right way."
I never knew she had any idea I had gotten into her stuff. It wasn't a
lot but I had tried on a few of her clothes and her makeup. By her
senior year, Lisa had "come out" to the family and abandoned all frilly
things for a t-shirt and jeans and I was left with nothing to try on.
Eventually it all just faded away and I never tried anything again. Not
to say that the temptations weren't there from time to time, but they
were easy to put behind me.
"Well, you never said anything to me. I figured I was covering my tracks
well."
"I wondered if you were gay, to be honest. So I went to the library and
started reading up on being gay and everything. That's when I realized
some things about myself!" Lisa started chuckling.
"Wait a minute. You wondered if I was gay? So because of that you came
to realize that you were gay? "
"Funny, isn't it? Now here you are, where I thought you were heading
when we were children. Which brings us back to the situation at hand,
dear. What are you going to do?"
I let out another deep sigh before I responded. "I don't know. Part of
me wants to have more nights out with him. Part of me is totally
ashamed."
"Well, let me ask you to do one thing and only one thing. Since you said
he respects your need for time and to think things through, take it.
Don't call him for a few weeks. Go about your normal routine."
"What will that accomplish?"
"Susan will be home by then, your regular life will resume and I bet that
this all fades away like it did when you were 16."
"You just might be right, as always. Thanks."
The subject changed to other family issues, Leslie's new job offers, and
whether or not they should get a dog. Nothing like a dose of the mundane
to get your mind back on track. Or not.
I managed to get through the night and next few days without too many
problems. I did catch myself watching the women at work and noticing
their fashion more than their breasts. I won't say I didn't think about
Paul, because I did. I won't say I didn't fantasize about Paul, because
I did. I wish I could say I didn't call him, because I did.
On Thursday night I had a small panic attack. Susan would be home on
Sunday and this could be my last weekend ever as Penny. I am not sure
why I reacted that way. All I can say is that I felt a need, a down-to-
the-bone need, to have one final hurrah as a woman. So I ran a bubble
bath and broke out the Nair again, planning for an excursion on Friday
night and possibly Saturday night. But I was not going to give in and
call Paul. After a trip to the kitchen and a glass of wine, I sat down
at the dresser, wearing one of Susan's nighties and robes and started
playing with makeup. Then I tried on a few outfits from Susan's side of
the closet. They didn't fit perfectly but, I was pleased enough with
what I saw. I slipped on some shoes and decided that more wine was in
order.
I was tidying up the kitchen and on my third glass of wine when I heard
Lisa's voice behind me.
"Penny! I did not expect to see you!"
I admit it. I shrieked. She scared the living shit out of me!
Apparently I had not heard the doorbell over the dishwasher. So Lisa let
herself in, as she does. She also helped me clean up the broken wine
glass.
"I just needed to, Lis. I can't really explain it. Just that I couldn't
let this weekend go by without at least one more dip in the Penny pool."
"Weekend?" Lisa cocked her eyebrow at me, "this is Thursday. Are you
planning to go somewhere this weekend?"
"Yeah. I thought I would take in a movie or walk by the lake in Myrranis
Park or something."
"Myrannis Park? Isn't that where..." The realization hit her as it hit
me. It was where Paul and I went. It was a Paul thing. I felt the
tears building in my eyes.
"Honey, you're in way over your head aren't you?"
I nodded and began to cry. Lisa handed me the phone.
"Go ahead and call him. Let's get you through this weekend before we try
to figure out what the future brings. I'll wait here."
I took the phone and went upstairs. He answered on the third ring.
"Hi Paul it's um... it's Penny." I suddenly felt like a teenager again.
My stomach was doing flips and my heart was pounding.
"Penny! A pleasant surprise. And definitely a surprise. I had the
feeling I would not hear from you this soon, if at all."
"Honestly, I was trying not to call. It's so confusing for me, you
know."
"I know. I hope this doesn't make things more confusing."
"More confusing? What are you..." I was interrupted.
"Penny, go out with me tomorrow. Let's go wherever you want. Dinner,
movies, dancing, anything."
"Paul," I sighed. "You know this isn't.."
"Isn't going to work? Isn't right? Isn't what, Penny? It's you. It's
me. I want to see you."
"But Paul, it isn't that simple. I am not sure what I want anymore."
"Oh. I thought there was something there. I thought you and I..."
"There was!" I had to interject. I didn't want him to think I didn't
like what we had done.
"Then just say yes. Let's go out tomorrow and see what happens."
I was smiling. Paul was pursuing me and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
"Ok. Pick me up at 7. And you decide what we're doing. Surprise me."
"Great! I will see you tomorrow Penny! I can't wait." Paul hung up
before I could respond.
"Me either," I whispered to no one in particular.
I hung up the phone and started downstairs.
"Uh oh. You didn't." Lisa was standing in the kitchen doorway. "You're
going out with him again, aren't you?"
"Yes." I guess I should have felt ashamed but I wasn't. It was the best
I had felt all week. "I have a date with my boyfriend."
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