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The Avanti Salon
After pulling into the parking space, I checked my makeup in the mirror
and reapplied my lipstick. I couldn't help but reflect on how much had
changed during the past 2 years before shutting off the car and throwing
my keys in my Michael Kors shoulder bag. Here I was driving a Mercedes-
Benz SL 63 Roadster and going for my weekly manicure, pedicure and hair
appointment when only a few years ago I was unemployed, depressed and a
burden on my spouse.
Was I happier? Smiling at my reflection in the mirror I knew that,
despite my initial protests, I couldn't imagine my life turning out any
better. Grabbing my keys and shoulder bag I slid elegantly out of my car
and walked quickly to the Avanti Day Spa and Salon. I still felt a thrill
hearing my heals softly clicking as I smiled at two women leaving the
Salon.
Approaching the receptionist I turned on my biggest smile and said,
"Lindsey, you look more beautiful every time I see you!"
"Look who's talking," Lindsey laughed as she made her way around the
reception desk. "Come here and give me a hug, Lisa," she smiled as she
gently air kissed both of my cheeks. "I take it you're here for your
weekly appointment? Let me take you back to Wendy so she can get started
on your manicure and pedicure. Don't even bother sitting down because I
know she is waiting for you."
Following Lindsey, I smiled as I thought about how much I had come to
enjoy these weekly visits. From the fragrances and the sounds to the
softness of the furniture and interior, Avanti was the perfect feminine
sanctuary. I remember wondering when I was young why women spent so much
time at their salons. Were they trying to make themselves look pretty for
men? Or were they trying to find a place to get away from men? I still
haven't decided if all of our beautifying is for us or if it is to make
ourselves attractive to our 'alpha males'. No matter what I truly enjoyed
every moment that I spent at my salon.
"Oh my God, Lisa, I love your blouse," Wendy said when she saw me coming
with Lindsey. "Where did you get it? It is the perfect color for you!"
"Hi, Wendy," I smiled reaching for her hands, "I just love coming here
because you always make me feel so good. I found this blouse last week at
Neiman Marcus and I just had to have it. It's from the St. John
collection. Everything this fall seems to come in red, magenta or violet
and I think this autumn yellow really brings out the auburn highlights in
my hair. Don't you just love this caftan neckline?"
"I love it on you, dear, but you have the perfect curves to make it work.
I'm not sure it would work with someone with my modest endowment. Now you
sit down and let me get started with your toes."
Sliding into the pedicure chair I smiled at Wendy and said, "As you're
aware of, nature didn't endow me any more than you. That's why we have
surgical enhancements. If you ever want the name of my doctor, just ask.
I'm sure he would love to work on someone as beautiful as you."
Blushing, Wendy replied, "I may take you up on that some time. Now let me
remove the old polish from your toenails. By the way, I love hearing
about all of your 'dates', do you have one tonight?"
Smiling sheepishly, Lisa replied, "I actually have two. I have a 1 hour
quickie at 5:00 this afternoon and then a dinner date this evening. It is
definitely going to be a long night but I have actually come to love my
work."
"I always wanted to ask you how you became an escort," Wendy asked, "Do
you mind my prying?"
"Well, it's a long story and it's pretty explicit if you really want to
hear it. There is more to me than you probably know or maybe wish to
know."
"Are you kidding," Wendy whispered. I have always dreamed of being an
escort myself. "Your manicure and pedicure are going to take nearly two
hours and, between us girls, there is nothing more stimulating than a
sexually explicit story."
"Well, I just want you to know that you can ask me to stop anytime
because some of this may come as a shock to you."
"Don't be silly, Lisa. I've heard more than you can imagine from all the
girls that I work with."
"Ok, Wendy," Lisa started, "Do you remember when I first started coming
to Avanti?"
"Sure, it was about two years ago I think."
"Do you remember who introduced me to your spa?"
"Well, let me think," Wendy thought raising her eyebrows. "Oh, I
remember, you started coming with your girlfriend, Tessa, who has been
coming here for years."
"You are exactly right," Lisa smiled. "But are you aware that Tessa isn't
my girlfriend?"
"Now you've got me stumped," Wendy replied. Now I wonder where this is
going. "You two have been coming here for the past two years and you seem
like best friends."
"Remember, Wendy, you can stop me whenever you want but Tessa is my
wife."
"I don't understand, Lisa," Wendy laughed. "As much as they've tried, gay
marriage is still not allowed here in Illinois."
"The easy answer is that underneath all of this," Lisa replied sweeping
her arms up and down her body, "I am still very much a male. Well, that
is a pretty big exaggeration because I have been taking female hormones
and anti-testosterone pills daily for as long as you've known me."
"Oh, my God," Wendy exclaimed, "You are just trying to make fun of me for
being too personal." There is no way she is a he.
"No, I'm not, Wendy. I'm perfectly serious. I was born 25 years ago in
Grand Rapids, Michigan and my name was Jason Tyler. I met Tessa when I
was 20 and we married a year later."
"Are you a transsexual, then?"
"Actually, I'm not," Lisa replied thoughtfully. "I never really had the
urge to try on women's clothes and, as opposed to normal transsexuals, I
never really thought of myself as a woman. More importantly, I certainly
never dreamed that I would be living as one."
"What happened then?"
"Well, although I never thought of myself as transsexual, I was always
fascinated with them. Being embarrassed of this obsession, I never really
mentioned it to Tessa. After we were married I found out that there were
transsexual escorts who advertised on Craig's list so I made a few dates
to visit them. Well, one of them really caught my fancy so I went back to
see her a second time. But that was a big mistake."
"What do you mean?" Wendy asked, "By the way, now that I'm done cleaning
and filing your nails, let's soak them for the next ten minutes." Now
what would a guy want with a transsexual escort.
"I guess I never realized how observant Tessa was. All the time I was
visiting these escorts, she was aware that I was keeping something from
her. It didn't take her long to realize that I was spending a lot of
money on each of these visits. She quickly looked at our credit card
bills and found one charge for $400 that seemed pretty suspicious to her.
It didn't take her too long before she had called the credit card company
and found a phone number to the escort that I found attractive."
"Did she confront you then?" Wendy inquired while applying cuticle
remover to the base of each nail.
"No, I wish she had confronted me then, well, actually I'm really glad
that she didn't because I wanted be here now if she had."
"What do you mean, Lisa? I don't really understand what you mean?"
"Well, if she had confronted me I would have stopped going," Lisa
explained. "Instead, Tessa called the escort that I visited and asked if
I was going to see her again. The escort was more than helpful to Tessa
because I had told her that I wasn't married. So the next time I went to
visit her..."
"When you say her?" Wendy interrupted, "You mean the escort and not
Tessa, right?"
"Yes, I mean the escort. She and Tessa had been talking and when I made
my next appointment she called Tessa and invited her over. Needless to
say I was extremely shocked when Tessa walked out of the bedroom closet
filming me and the escort in flagrante delicto."
"Oh, my," Wendy gasped, "Tessa caught you fucking a transsexual escort?"
"Well, not exactly, Wendy, now don't tell me that I didn't warn you."
Lisa smiled, "But Tessa caught me on my back with my legs in the air
getting fucked by the tranny escort; and she had it all on film."
"Oh, my word," Wendy giggled, "I'd love to find my boyfriend getting
fucked by a tranny. What happened next?"
"Believe it or not, Tessa told the escort to keep going and she continued
filming until the tranny came in my backside. You can't believe how
embarrassed I was watching Tessa film me. Worse yet, Tessa could tell
that I was enjoying having a dick in my ass and she had it forever on
film. She then told me that I was in big trouble and that I would have to
do anything and everything that she asked. Knowing I had no choice I
readily agreed. She then ordered me to go into the bathroom with the
escort and clean her penis with soap and water and come back to the bed.
When I got back she asked if I had ever sucked anyone's cock. When I told
her no, she laughed and said that it was going to be fun filming me while
I sucked my first cock."
"Oh, my God," Wendy said, "I'm getting wet just listening to you." I
really am. I can't believe Lisa is really a man.
"Well, it's a lot less exciting when your wife is filming you while
you're sucking your first cock. Worse, the escort had just cum in my ass
so it took me nearly twenty minutes to get her excited enough so she came
again."
"Did you swallow?"
"Oh, yes I had to swallow," Lisa continued. "Tessa watched and filmed the
whole time and just before the escort came she whispered in my ear that I
needed to swallow every drop or I would have to do it again."
"Did you like the taste?"
"I'd be lying if I told you I liked the taste that first time but over
time I've come to really like it. I think part of the reason is that I
see how much it excites men to see me swallow."
"I totally agree," Wendy laughed. "I feel so in control when I have a
man's cock in my mouth and I know I can get him to do anything for me
once I swallow his cum. So what happened after that?"
"Tessa then told me that we had to go but before we went she asked me how
much I needed to pay the escort. You can't believe how mad she became
when I told her $400. She completely lost it and began hitting me and
screaming that I was wasting her money because, at that time, I didn't
even have a job. Truth be told, I was using her money for my little
exploits."
"I completely sympathize with her. I would have been pissed too. How did
you get her to calm down?"
"I didn't have any luck getting her to calm down. She actually wouldn't
talk to me for two weeks and then one night she came home with a smile on
her face and said, 'Honey, I think I've come up with a way for you to pay
me back.'"
"I think I can guess what's going to happen next but why don't you
continue while I exfoliate your feet."
"If you guessed that she decided that I was going to become a transsexual
escort then you hit the nail on the head," Lisa smiled. "As you can
imagine it wasn't easy. I pleaded with her that I'd do anything else but
she was relentless. Finally, I said that I wanted a divorce and that I
was leaving. But she only smiled and said that if I even thought about
leaving her then she would send the 'famous' video to all my family and
friends. Finally, I reluctantly agreed but only because I never really
thought she would make me go through with it. Initially, it was horrible.
I never wanted to be a woman and I certainly never dreamed of being a
woman with a penis. But Tessa knew what she wanted and I definitely think
she was attracted to the financial aspects of the escort business. She
certainly did her homework on transexualism and gender issues. She knew I
needed hormones and testosterone blockers. She forced me to go through
over 400 hours of electrolysis on my face and body to get rid of all my
hair except for a small Brazilian landing strip above my penis. She also
knew that to get the hormones that I'd have to go to a gender counselor
and convince them that I was a transsexual. "
"Sorry to interrupt, Lisa," Wendy said, "But what do you think of this
color? It's called 'Unforgettable Red'."
"That's perfect, Wendy. I was thinking that a rich red would go perfectly
with the outfit that I am thinking of wearing tonight."
"You know what's so funny, Lisa?" Wendy said, "Despite everything that
you've told me I still think of you as a woman and I am so jealous that
you have two dates tonight."
"Thanks, Wendy," Lisa smiled.
While she slowly and fastidiously polished Lisa's toe nails, Wendy
continued, "I'm still confused about the whole gender therapist and
hormone thing. Why didn't you just go to a doctor and tell them you
wanted hormones?"
"I wish it were that easy, Wendy, but it isn't." Lisa laughed. "They are
extremely cautious in prescribing hormones because the effects are really
permanent."
"I'm confused, Lisa," Wendy said as she looked up, "I mean what effects
are permanent?"
"Well, the first thing you notice when you begin female hormones is that
you develop some breast tissue. Nothing that you would be extremely proud
of but most transsexuals can develop up to an 'A' cup. More importantly,
once you develop the tissue it stays with you even if you stop taking the
hormones. Now Tessa was smart enough to realize that most men liked big
boobs on their women so she naturally assumed men who liked trannies
wanted big boobs as well so that is why you see me like this," Lisa
smiled as she gently cupped her breasts.
"I hope you don't mind me asking but are you a 'D' cup now?"
"After everything that I've already told you," Lisa started while
laughing, "telling you my cup size is the least of my worries. Tessa and
I really argued about this one. She wanted me to be a 'D' or 'DD' cup as
a reminder of what she had forced me to become. But I wanted to be just a
'C' cup because I was never attracted to women with huge boobies. I also
guessed that over time, extremely big boobies would be extremely
uncomfortable. Anyway, my doctor sized me up for a 'C' cup but it is
extremely difficult to guess how much additional breast growth you will
have as you continue on female hormones and I suspect, or rather, I know
that I am slightly larger than a 'C' now but not quite a 'D'. I actually
like my size now because I'd be lying if I told you that they don't add
to my allure."
"Now that I'm finished with your toes let me help you step over to my
table so I can start on your hands," Wendy said as she offered her hand
to Lisa as she slowly stepped down from the pedicure chair. "Now is
breast growth the only effect of female hormones?"
"Not at all," Lisa smiled, "when combined with anti-testosterones you
also see a big change in your little peepee. Actually, the change is that
your penis and your scrotum shrink. In addition, your ejaculate changes
and becomes thinner and clearer as you are slowly neutered."
"Do you mean that you are sterile?"
"Yes," Lisa said, "I'm definitely sterile but I still have a little
ejaculate come out when I orgasm. Also, I like to take a little Viagra or
Cialis before my dates because so many of them, like I did, like to see a
Tranny with an erection."
"Oh, my God," Wendy laughed, "I can't believe I'm saying this but I'd
love to see you with an erection."
"Don't think you're the only woman who's curious like that," Lisa
whispered, "About 20 percent of my clients are women. Frankly, I've come
to enjoy both men and women so I guess you'd have to say I'm bi."
"Do you think you were bi before all of this with Tessa?"
"That's a difficult question and its one I've thought a lot about even
before I changed. I mean when I was younger I was definitely only
attracted to girls. But when I learned about the whole transsexual thing
and then when I started visiting tranny escorts I became confused. What
do you call a guy that likes being impaled by a tranny? I don't think you
can call them heterosexual."
"Are you getting both a color and a cut today?"
"No, Sarah touched up my color last week so today I'm just having Judy
style and blow out my hair so I look good for this afternoon."
"Not to get personal," Wendy began before turning red, "I mean how much
more personal can we get, but are you and Tessa still married?"
"Well, the easy answer is yes because we never got divorced." Lisa
sighed. "But our relationship is a lot more complicated than that. I
don't have to remind you but she was really mad when she found out what I
was doing a few years ago. She really wanted to hurt me and initially she
did. Its one thing having to go to a doctor you don't know and making up
a story about always feeling like you are a woman but imagine saying the
same thing to your mother and father; or your brothers and sisters. I was
a pretty macho man and now I had to convince everyone that I really
wanted to be a woman. Everything was so difficult at first; walking like
a woman, changing my voice. It was so bad that Tessa forced me to go to a
'Femininity' coach because she thought I was carrying myself like a gay
man instead of a woman. I was embarrassed beyond belief. I never wanted
to turn out like I have; doing what I'm doing. My god, those first few
months when she started me on hormones and electrolysis she'd always be
bringing men home with her. And she told them exactly what she was doing
to me. At first, she'd just take them into 'our' bedroom and just fuck
them with the door open. But as I became more feminine she decided to add
to the punishment. I remember coming home from my 'Femininity' coach one
day and seeing her smiling with another man in our living room. 'Honey,
she said, I think today is the day that you begin the next step in your
journey. Why don't you come over here and meet Paul. I've told him what a
good cocksucker you are and he said he'd like to have you suck his cock
before we go back in the bedroom and fuck.' So that started the next
phase in my journey."
"How often did this happen?" Wendy exclaimed.
"At least 4 or 5 days a week," Lisa smiled. "And on days when she didn't
bring anyone home she would take me out to gay bars and make me give blow
jobs to at least 3 or 4 men in the bathroom. I actually learned to enjoy
it like we talked about earlier but I didn't like the fact that when we
were home Tessa was then taking them back to fuck them in our bedroom. I
know it sounds strange but I still loved Tessa and I felt she was going
too far."
"Too far is an understatement," Wendy hissed. But look how good you
turned out. "I can't believe she treated you like that. How come you seem
to get along so well when I see you together now?"
"Well, it took a while, but eventually she stopped being mad at me. She
actually freaked out and nearly lost it because she felt so guilty about
what she was doing. I came home one afternoon and she was sobbing on our
sofa. When I asked her what was wrong she couldn't speak for nearly 15
minutes. But then she did and she apologized and begged my forgiveness.
She told me that I could go back to being her husband; go back to being
Jason. I didn't know what to say. By then I had come to love being a
woman but I didn't know how to tell her that. I thought she wanted Jason
back."
"So what did you do?" Wendy asked as she applied the final protective
clear coat.
"After calming her down, I just told her." Lisa explained. "I told her
that I wanted to continue living as a woman; that I loved being a woman.
Strangely enough I was especially attracted to becoming an escort. It was
weird telling her that I had really begun to enjoy having sex with men
and I was really interested in topping men eventually."
As she put my hands under the nail polish dryer, Wendy turned and
whispered, "What do you mean by topping men?"
"Topping is what got me into trouble in the first place, silly," Lisa
laughed. "It's when a tranny takes a man in his ass. It's actually a lot
of fun especially when they are newbies. I remember when I was young all
the boys talking about popping some girl's cherry and here I am now
getting a chance, sometimes on a daily basis, on popping some guy's
cherry. You can't imagine how empowering it is; how dominant you feel. At
the same time, I really enjoy teaching my clients how to suck my cock.
You can't believe how embarrassed they get as I teach them all the finer
points of cocksucking while telling them that it's addictive and that
once you start sucking cocks you want more and more."
"Wow! I'd love to see you teaching some guy to suck you," Wendy laughed.
I hope she knows that I'm serious. "But what happened to you and Tessa?"
"Well, first off, you are welcome whenever you want to hide in my closet
and watch me with my clients, although you'll have to promise to be quiet
even if and when you get excited. But back to Tessa, thankfully, she
didn't want me to change back to Jason. She agreed with me that I had
become a better person as Lisa and she was thrilled that I wanted to work
as an escort. Both of us came to the conclusion independently that being
an escort could be quite lucrative. Our relationship changed immediately.
We became best friends again as well as spouses and lovers. Tessa
continued to bring men home but it was more to help me learn the art of
seduction and to share them with me as girlfriends. Our relationship has
continued to blossom although we both occasionally like a little private
time with a 'real' man. I'm sure you'll agree but there's nothing like
the feeling of being penetrated by a killer erection."
"Honey, listening to you has me wanting to try some things that I haven't
yet but I agree with you there is nothing like a rock-hard phallus inside
of you. By the way, it looks like your nails are dry and Judy been
looking over here looking like she's ready for you." Wendy smiled. "I
can't wait to hear more about your adventures next week. Are you really
serious about me hiding when you are with a client?"
"I'm perfectly serious, dear," Lisa replied as she rose and gently hugged
Wendy. "Maybe you could join Tessa and me for a little romp when my
appointments over. Are you doing anything this Saturday around 5:00 in
the afternoon? Here's our address but you need to be there at 5:00 pm
sharp."
"I wouldn't miss for anything, Love. See you and Tessa this Saturday."
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