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En Femme Precautions
By: Rachael Free
Let me tell you a little story about my most recent experience going out
dressed as a girl. It covers about everything you try to avoid when you
go out en femme. Hope you enjoy.
It was a weekend to myself and the wife went away Friday afternoon and
wouldn't return until Monday. I can get my things out and be Rachael. I
don't have many things but mostly the essentials. I use my wife's extra
makeup when she's away. She has so much that she doesn't even know how
much. I make sure I press my skirts, blouses and dresses as soon as I
unpack them and make sure my panties and bras don't have any musty
basement odors. I'm very particular about keeping clean especially when
I'm Rachael.
It was late Friday afternoon and I figured I'd wait for a few hours
until the girls got to the cabin. My wife called and told me they made
it there safe and sound. That gave me the green light to get dressed.
The dog was acting up so I took him out before doing anything. It was
getting dark so I got a little brazen and put on some pink lipstick. I
love how creamy and juicy my lips feel with lipstick and just had to get
in the mood. I let the dog out and walked around the back yard with him.
As I figured, nothing happened and we came in. Of course he pooped. I
mean get caught with lipstick on silly.
He was all set for the night so I decided to just put on a simple bra
and panty set in pink of course, and a pink "PINK" lounge cami, a hoodie
with a matching pair of lace-waist lounge pants. I love Victoria's
Secret, don't you? Even their lounge stuff is so femmy and girly and so
comfy too. Tonight I would just lay around and watch a movie or
something. Of course I put on a wig and more lipstick. I still had to
feel girly.
I went to bed in another VS item. It was a beautiful ribbon trim nightie
in baby blue. I didn't wear any panties as I slid in the covers and fell
asleep.
I woke up and took a shower making sure I was super clean. I would shave
later so my face was really smooth. My wife has all sorts of creams and
lotions and sprays in her side of the bathroom. I used her lotion on my
arms and legs and chest, a moisturizing cream on my face and neck and
eye cream and also a lip wrinkle cream from a tube. I guess it's to stop
lip lines when you get old. No makeup until later except for some
plumper and then light pink lipstick. I have to wear lipstick at least.
I put on one of my push up bras, an off the shoulder burnout tee and a
pair of her designer jeans. I put some forms in the cups so I could feel
all girly today. I wasn't going anywhere so it was pretty safe. I chose
one of my curly red wigs just for fun. Just some knee high nylons and a
pair of the wifes gold flats I can fit into and I was ready to lounge
around and wait for this evening. I could change out of this in less
than a minute if I had to answer the door or if anyone visited
unexpectedly which has happened before. I couldn't put on any perfume
during the day or I would give it away. Damn.
As I thought it would, the day just passed by while I enjoyed feeling
feminine yet comfortable watching cooking shows and movies on the
women's channel. No visitors or interruptions. Much ado about nothing I
guess. My wife called to check on the dog around dinner time and told me
they were having fun. I told her I was going to the casino tonight so I
wouldn't be home until late. She told me to make sure I didn't drink too
much or get in any accidents. I know not to drink and drive and I have
never had an accident in my life. At least she cares for me. We end our
conversation and it's time for Rachael to come alive.
It's time to shower and shave. The shower feels wonderful while I use
the pink razor to clean up my legs and hairy crotch. I've trimmed it
back a lot over the past year and my wife hasn't really noticed. My legs
are pretty much hairless except for the top of my thighs. There, nice
and hairless again. I take my time making sure I don't nick myself.
There, a perfect shave and my face is smooth without any beard stubble
to ruin an intimate moment if I got lucky. I used her moisturizing cream
I got her for Christmas. Boy is this stuff ever expensive so I may as
well use it myself. It really does enhance the softness and feels very
silky after it dries. I use another generic cream on my arms and legs
and torso to feel soft all over and use her Secret deodorant with a
white linen scent. Every little step helps me get into my feminine
persona. Even using female deodorant.
It's time to fully unpack my things and become Rachael. I lay out my
bras and panties and nylons. Oh what to wear? I have basic black, nude,
suntan and white pantyhose and suntan and white thigh highs. Pink and
white are the only colored bras and panties I own. The gaff was next to
tuck my bits away and give me a feminine look. I felt like having fun so
I slipped on some satin VS panties and a white satin Miracle bra. I love
how the Miracle bra pushes my natural cleavage up and in and with my
forms, I have a great chest. Honestly. There is a deep V that tickles me
every time I look in the mirror. My chest has always been flabby even
though I'm in pretty good shape. It must be heredity.
I'm 6" and weight 183 pounds. My wife is 5'10" and 165 pounds. To
protect the innocent I won't share our names. We're pretty close to the
same size and I love raiding her closet when she's gone. Tonight I'm
wearing my own things though. I don't want to get her things all smelly
with cigarette smoke. My shoe size is larger so I had to invest in my
own ankle boots, peep toe heels, strappy high heeled sandals, regular 3
inch pumps and a pair of leopard print, 4 inch stilettos I found on sale
after Christmas. I told the girl they were for my wife but I don't think
she believed me.
I slid some thigh high, white stockings up my legs. I don't want to feel
bound in tonight in case something fun happens, if you know what I mean.
Thigh highs give easy access and I don't have to struggle with pantyhose
and long nails if I have to pee. I chose my favorite knee length pink
chiffon skirt and silky, low cut off-white blouse. I love the soft
material and feel like a real girl swishing around with the skirt
flittering in the air. I slip on my 3 inch white baby doll heels and
then sat in front of my wife's vanity ready to apply makeup.
I make sure to put a towel over my chest and one on my lap so I don't
mess up my pretty clothes. I look at myself in the mirror and begin to
apply my own stick foundation and concealer. It does a great job
covering any beard shade or line and gives me a very even complexion. I
make sure my eyebrows are thin and pull a few rogue hairs. I just had a
haircut this week and our stylist makes sure to cut my eyebrows every
time really close. Perfect timing I'd say for my night on the town. I
use a black eyebrow pencil and make sure I arch the brow and thin it out
just like I've seen her do many times. There. Perfect. The next fifteen
minutes I spent doing my eyes. Black liner under and over my eyes,
purple, pink cream eyeshadow blend in just right making my brown eyes
really stand out. I apply some under eye shadow to brighten my eyes and
even some brown shadow along each side of my nose to thin it out. I saw
that technique on a TV show one day. It does really work and from the
front, my nose is much thinner and more feminine. I brush some dark
blush under my cheeks then light blush right on the top of my cheek to
give the illusion of high cheekbones. Tonight I'm going to wear some
creamy pink lipstick. I may as well stay with pink tonight. First a dark
pink lip liner, the lipstick and some gloss to make them shine. Wow. I
love how I can transform myself from a basic guy into a hot chick with
just some makeup.
I choose my layered blonde wig tonight. It's a pain to keep flipping the
hair from my face but it also seems to attract guys as I act very girly,
flipping my hair back. I'm getting tickles just thing about it.
I stand and look in the mirror. Wow, I feel beautiful and look it too.
My breasts are spectacular and I'm showing oh so much cleavage, my hair
looks great, my makeup is perfect and I am just a jewel ready to be
taken. My wife's jewelry box is a treasure trove of sexy things and I
choose a pair of dangly clips on's she has had for years, a nice simple
gold necklace, a matching bracelet on one arm and a petite girls wrist
watch on the other. I just feel like I should know the time. Right? She
has some blingy rings with elastic bands and I just have to put a few
on. There. All set.
To get in the mood I have a strong gin and tonic. I need to be really
relaxed tonight. It's almost bewitching hour. I've been primping now for
almost three hours and have had a ball. An hour to get in the mood and
then it's off to the bar.
TV sucks tonight so I put on some soft music and let myself drift away
to the beautiful sounds, swaying to the music and wondering if I will
have the chance to dance with someone special tonight.
It's about time to leave and I get my purse, put my license, a credit
card and some money in a cute pink wallet and put it in my purse. Oh, I
also put in my lipstick for touch ups, a condom (you never know),
mascara, and a hose key in case I loose my keys. I have to plan for
anything that may happen.
It's late enough that the neighbors are either in bed or watching TV. No
one will look out to see me get in my car and drive away. I let the dog
out one more time and he seems confused looking up at me. I am now a
girl.
Dog's in, lights are off, and I'm ready to leave. It's still cold
outside in February so I put on one of my wife's leather costs with a
fur collar. I need to be warm to the bar and back. I'll keep it in the
car while I'm in the bar so I don't forget it.
I turn off the outside lights, push the button and open the garage door
and I'm ready to leave. I shut the door and walk very carefully to my
vehicle. I drive an Explorer and feel very safe on the highway. The
doors are open and I quickly slip into the driver's side, smoothing my
skirt underneath me. I'm freezing now as I start the car. I love driving
in heels and get goose bumps as I imagine myself as a real girl driving
this truck.
I can smell my perfume in the air and close my eyes, inhaling the
wonderful scent. I've got to get going. No one is out and most lights
are off as I back out and head to the bar. It's about 30 minutes on the
highway and I just act like any woman as cars pass. The local streets
have stop lights and I hit a few but just look straight ahead not to
attract attention.
I'm finally here and pull up to the valet. I get out with the truck
running, grab my purse, and take off my coat and he just takes my name.
"Rachael, Got it" He smiles at me as he pulls away. A nice big man opens
the door for me and I smile at him as I enter. I pay the entry fee and
slip into the bar area. I don't want to watch any tranny shows so I just
go to the bar.
The place is already hopping as I saunter over to the bar. Good. There
is a stool available. I sit carefully to show off my legs and the cute
bartender asks me what I would like to drink. I told him a gin and tonic
and he winked. He had the drink to me in seconds and I turned and
watched the "gurls" dancing on the stage and guys hitting on other
"gurls". I wanted that so much.
The girl next to me saw my press on nails and told me she could fix them
right. She had real tits and knowing she was TS, rocked my world. She
was absolutely beautiful. I got wet as we chatted. She held my hands,
caressed my fingers and made me feel oh so ladylike. We chatted some
more and told me I should stroll out and meet some of the guys. I would
really have a good time tonight. I took her advice and got up and walked
over to a bunch of girl just chatting.
I swayed to the music with these girls when I felt an arm slide up my
back and a person come close to me. It was a guy. He was kinda short and
smiled at me as I turned. He told me he was James and from then on for
the next hour he rubbed my back, pulled me to him, touched my fake
breasts more than once and even copped a quick kiss when I turned to see
something in the bar. Overall, he was OK but a real pain. I had to blow
him off quick. He seemed to be a real player here and I didn't want to
be played.
He lost interest after I ignored him and he left. Then I caught a glance
from another guy across the bar. He smiled and I smiled back as he came
over to me. He was a nice looking guy. I could feel him come behind me
and touch my shoulder. I almost fainted. He was truly making me feel
like a real woman. He pulled me close to him as I gazed up to his blue
eyes. I was lost for a moment and felt like I was putty in his arms.
Holy cow, I was caught off guard by someone wanting me. I pulled myself
together and acted shy while he pulled me close to him. He lowered his
face to mine and gave me a quick kiss. Oh my god, I was already hot and
he put me over the edge. I finally gave in and looked at him. He smiled
and then planted a kiss on my lips. Wow, I never expected that. He
pulled back and smiled and I smiled back at him. My heart was pounding.
I wasn't ready for a real kiss. It was everything a real girl would ever
want. His lips were soft, so luscious, and he didn't invade me like most
guy's, but sweetly pressed his lip to mine and I met his lips with
passion, pressing together and letting my lips open slightly as I felt
his tongue press softly against me. I opened my lips and felt his soft
tongue gently lick my lips, then my front teeth and then slip in
further. I responded by sucking on him and pulling him closer to me. Oh
my god was he hot and making me even hotter. I was so wet under my
panties hoping he was my date for the night.
We sucked face for what seemed like hours when he finally pulled away. I
was so, so hot and wanted to pull myself together. He helped me to the
bathroom and I did my business in one of the stalls then stood in front
of the mirror with two other TV's or CD's putting on fresh coats of
lipstick. I could hear giggles in the stalls and saw two sets of legs in
there and didn't want to push any further. The ladies room was off
limits to guys so we had kind of a pact. We take care of our own in
the folds of the ladies room if you know what I mean. Real girls and
other "gurls" like me.
I adjusted my panties and fixed my lipstick. Luckily, I put a panty
liner in my panties knowing I would be wet down there if I got excited.
I had to throw the wet one away when I did my business and stuck another
one inside the panties. I always carry a few extra in my purse if I get
too wet. I loved how slick the lipstick was and how shiny my lips looked
with lip gloss. I gave myself a little smile and smiled at the other
girls as I flipped my hair and opened the ladies room door. I felt
wonderful and so, so like a real woman.
My beau was waiting as I took his arm. He walked me to our table and sat
me down as I saw another drink in front of me. I was really buzzed right
now and only sipped the drink as held me, pulled me to him kissed me and
basically felt me all over. Of course I didn't resist and after copious
amounts of groping, sucking and feeling all my parts, he finally pulled
back and I took a breather. I looked at him between breaths and wanted
more but realized I had to go home tonight. I wanted him so badly but I
really had to get home. My wife would be coming home tomorrow night and
I had to make sure everything was cleaned up and in it's proper place.
I had to go. I couldn't be his girl tonight. I knew he wanted more and I
could wind up being fucked or even hurt or killed. This was making me a
bit nervous. I had responsibilities, a dog to take care of and a wife. I
was a TV just having fun.
I made up some lame excuse that I had to get home and gave him a final
sexy kiss. I stood up, walked to the door, retrieved my coat and gave
the valet my ticket. I stood there cold while I waited. The valet took
my ticket and said I should wait until it was warmer. I smiled at him
and pulled my coat closer to me. My truck pulled up and I was escorted
to my car. I tipped my escort and closed the door. I was freezing even
with the heat on. My silky legs were feeling the cold and I felt a cold
rush under my panties. Wow, women sure have to go through a lot to be
sexy.
OK. I'm in my truck and feel kind of buzzed. I didn't have a lot but
feel like I've had way too many. I counted two in the bar and two at
home. I should be feeling as straight as an arrow. Problem is I feel
very woozy. I have to get home, and now.
I pull out of the lot and make sure I can drive. No problems with the
lights. I enter the freeway, merge with traffic and I'm almost home
free. The cold air was helping me focus.
I'm driving in my sexy pink skirt, white silky top, sheer hose and heels
happy as a lark, knowing I'll be home safe and sound soon. I turn on to
the freeway. Almost there. I merge with traffic and make sure I'm in the
right most lane to avoid fast traffic and jerks. OK. Everything is cool.
I go along feeling my hair brush my face as I flick it back now and then
just like a girl.
I was driving by an exit ramp and saw a dark image sticking out into the
road. All of a sudden I herd a huge noise and the glass breaking and
shattering into little pieces all over the inside and on me. I held the
wheel tightly and let the truck slow down to see what happened. I had no
power and the truck finally slowed and I guided it to the side of the
road. I tried to start the engine but was locked down. Here I sat on the
side of the road with a dead engine not knowing how much damage was
done. What had just happened? Did I hit an animal or a person? Did I
kill anyone? All sorts of things were going through my mind.
I was stuck here and couldn't get my truck started. Oh shit. A cop will
surely be here soon. I can't be seen dressed like this. And if I go to
jail I'll be a laughing stock. I quickly pulled off my skirt and top,
bra too and threw them in the back seat. I tossed my breast forms in the
back seat too with my purse and heels. Luckily I had a longer coat to
cover my panties. I wiped off as much makeup as I could and left the
panties on. OK. I'm OK. If a cop comes up it was the other guys fault.
He had no lights on and I wasn't swerving. Whatever I hit was in the
road. It had to be a car. I should be all right.
I sat there for seemed like hours, I saw some lights behind me and felt
very uneasy. A cop came up to the passenger side window and shined a
light at me. He asked me how much I had to drink. I was sober as a judge
right now, from all the adrenaline pumping through me. I answered all
his questions and he told me to go sit in the back seat of his car. I
was too pumped to even feel the cold air as I got in his warm car.
He proceeded to take a bag and pack up my things I threw in the back
seat along with the contents of my glove box. He set the bag in the car
next to me and got in the vehicle. He told me he found everything but
couldn't find one of the nipples from one of my breast forms. He
chuckled but I was too amped up to even care. He asked me if I knew what
happened and I told him I thought I hit a car or something and that
whatever it was, there were no lights. He proceeded to tell me they were
notified of this same truck without any lights on the freeway sticking
out into traffic. It broke down and the police were worried that it
would cause an accident. Well it did and I was the unlucky party. Here I
was trying to be safe driving in the far right lane and look what
happened.
He took time writing up the accident and I thought for sure I was going
to jail. He never once said anything about drinking or drugs and when he
was done he gave me the report. I wasn't charged with anything. Oh my
god, I am the luckiest person in the world. He told me my car would be
towed and I would have to make arrangements to get it tomorrow. He said
he would drive me home. I still thought I would be charged for impaired
driving or something but this guy may have felt sorry for me and let me
off. In any case, no jail and no charges. Phew was I ever lucky tonight.
He pulled in to my driveway and it was now around 2AM and no neighbors
were up. I opened the garage door and got away from the cold wind as he
set the bag on the floor. I went to shake his hand and he smiled. He
pointed to my hand and I had been cut by some of the glass and had blood
on my wrist and hand. I never knew. It didn't hurt. It was just a
scratch too but he didn't want to touch blood. I completely understood.
He just smiled again as he walked back to his cruiser. He probably
thought I was going to be in deep trouble with my wife having to explain
how I was dressed and about the accident. I'm sure I would be the topic
of discussion back at the police station tonight.
I took off the coat and shook out glass that ended up in the pockets. I
even had glass in my panties. I just left the stuff in the garage and
went inside. All I wanted to do was go to sleep. The adrenaline rush was
wearing off. I washed my face and hopped in bed almost falling asleep
before my head hit the pillow.
I woke up with the dog licking me. My mouth was dry and I felt like
shit. I then remembered the accident and almost got sick. What if I
killed someone? What if I was killed? All sorts of scenarios were
running through my brain. I let the dog out and made some coffee to wake
up. I just sat there and looked out of the window not believing I didn't
get in trouble last night. I read the accident report and it didn't
mention anything about alcohol and nothing about charges or fines. I
reread it over and over and felt better knowing I was in the clear.
The bedroom was a mess and it took an hour to clean up my clothes and
put away all the makeup. I even wiped the counters and my wife's vanity
and vacuumed the bedroom to cover up my heel prints. I stored all my
things back in their hiding places and did another once through to make
sure everything was back in place. My wife is totally anal and she can
tell immediately if anything is out of order. Oh shit, my stuff in the
garage. As I walked trough the breezeway I felt glass on the floor. I
turned the light on and small pieces reflected back. I looked in the
kitchen and saw some on the floor. I'd have to vacuum everything so I
wouldn't leave any evidence behind. I unpacked the bag and separated out
my things. Yep, no nipple on one of the forms and it wasn't in the bag.
No biggy. I threw the bag in the garbage and brought in my clothes. I
made sure the coat didn't have any glass left in the pockets and that
there was none in my clothes either. I put my things in a plastic bag
and hid the bag downstairs. I'd pack the things away later.
I just wasted time all day still not believing I was in an accident but
most importantly that I didn't hurt anyone and that I wasn't hurt. My
wife totally believed the casino bit and read the accident report a few
times to see if she could find anything about alcohol. She finally
hugged me and was relieved that I wasn't hurt.
So the next time you go out, make sure to have some male clothes to
change into, a makeup remover towel and a bag for your things if you
ever have an accident or get pulled over. I sure will next time I
venture out as Rachael.
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