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We meet at the bar over the road from the gym. The 'boys' are there already
with extra drinks for us. Dale checks out my legs as we approach.. which is
normal I guess...
"Thanks, I guess you got Paul to pay?" I say looking at Dale.
He grins "Naturally, he's a surprisingly good loser."
"Practice." I reply grinning as I slide my ass onto the barstool, "And it's
nice to have a companion in my hobby of Paul baiting."
"And she claims to be gay?" Paul comments, "Flirting already..."
I flush a little, squirming on my chair, and Amy buts in, "Don't make it
worse Paul, I've already told Angela about the little favour we've asked of
her."
Dale looks a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry Angela, I was going to wait a
little first, have a chat before asking. I know it's a bit of an
imposition."
"Well.." I take a sip of my drink. "What exactly do you want?"
"My girlfriend left me a couple of weeks ago, a little bit of a surprise,
and I said I'd have a date for the big evening do the company is having
tomorrow night. Paul suggested you might be prepared."
I look at Paul who flushes. "Hey.. he did offer something else, I thought
you'd be interested..."
"Oh yes," he says smiling and showing his credit card. "Paul said you'd be
more likely to do it if I offered to pay for a new outfit for you."
I give Paul an arch look. "Hey" He said with a shrug. "Even I've picked up
on how much you love new outfits... c'mon, an afternoon shopping with Amy,
for a new dress then a chance to show off with a bloke who won't try and
take advantage of you."
I giggle.. "Won't try?"
Dale gives me a serious look. "I promised Amy I wouldn't do anything more
than a dance and maybe a peck on the cheek."
"I wouldn't have picked the right dress then." I grin. "Okay.. if you
promise you'll behave yourself, you're on. But whilst I hate so sound
mercenary, I will need to borrow your credit card."
"Of course." He looks at me. "You won't get too carried away will you?"
"I'll be good," I say grinning. "Well good ish... "
We chat a little before Amy and I head out shopping. I decide on a nice long
white gown, very elegant, very plain, very form fitting, and some white
opera gloves to go with it. And some new strappy heels... always some new
heels.
I say goodbye to Amy, and go home to another lonely night, and a restful
day, painting in my little studio, before getting the call.
"Hey Angela, it's Amy, should I pick you up, or should I give Dale your
address?"
"Should I trust him with my address?" I reply, half joking.
"You'll be fine, he's a good bloke," she replies. "Look Paul trusts him, and
despite everything, you trust Paul right?"
I nod. "Okay, give him my address.. how long have I got?"
"Three hours," she says. "So don't have a bath... I swear you're part
mermaid."
"I won't, well not a long one." I giggle. "But I'd better be going. See you
at the party Amy."
Right.. time to clean up. I shower and wash my hair, then tuck my cock away
in the gaff. Then, because I can't be too careful on a night out, especially
if I drink, I put on a chastity belt. My belt... another irony. I won't let
the company belt me, but I'll do it myself. Then again I know what can
happen to girls like me if they're found out, and I'm not risking it. It's a
well designed belt that gives me a flat front and is pretty much hidden by
my panties.
No other lingerie under the dress tonight though, and I slip it in and
smooth it down me, before stepping into my new strappy sandals. 4" heels
should make me the right height for Dale. I paint my lips and nails a pale
pink, so pale it almost matches my gown, and shade my eyes a pale pearl as
well, with long lashes and Kohl ringed eyes. I twist my hair up and then let
it cascade over one shoulder, before slipping on a heavy gold necklace and
my opera gloves. It's a nice look slightly ancient Greek.. and I think he'll
be impressed...
Not that I care you understand...
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I'm sitting waiting with a glass of white wine when he arrives. I can't
stand white wine, but it's the look of the thing that counts right now...
"It's open!" I call rising to show the outfit to best effect.
He walks in a half formed comment dying on his lips as he looks at me...
then looks me up and down. "Well.. you look stunning," he says after a long
pause...
"And that was the correct answer," I say with a giggle. "So.. are you ready
to escort me?"
"Certainly Angela," he says offering his arm. "The other men at the party
will be so jealous..."
I shake my head. "Not if they knew you weren't getting any.." Then stick my
tongue out at him before taking his arm...
"Well there is that," he says with a grin. "But I'm not going to tell them
that.. are you?"
I look up at him and smile. "Probably not no.. as long as you behave
yourself."
"Oh I'm not going to risk the wrath of Amy," he says with a smile as he
leads me out.
"Just remember I have to be back by midnight or I turn into a pumpkin," I
add as I lock the door.
It's a pleasant ride to the do.. and it's a nice change to be treated like a
lady... rather than a sissy slut. We chat and joke, Dale's good company with
a wicked sense of humour, even though I don't think he's certain how to take
me. It's sort of nice to have someone who seems so confident a little off
balance. There are times when he leans in to put his hand on my knee before
remembering himself and pulling back that make me feel so in control, though
always there's a little warning in the back of my head of what could happen
if he knew what I really was...
He takes my hand to help me out of the car, at least I don't have to worry
about the long gown riding up, though I miss the opportunity to flash a
little panty... Shit! That is not a thought I should be having right now!
I let him lead me into the entrance hall, and give a pleased blush at the
heads turning to look and the appreciative glances... before letting myself
be lead to a table with Dale, Amy and Paul and a three other couples. I
mostly stay quiet and drink, they're caught up in work conversations and
only rise when Dale asks me to dance. I'm not a good dancer, but he leads me
well, and soon I feel swept away... there's a slow dance and he turns to
lead me off...
"No... not yet..." I whisper pulling him back and putting my arms around his
neck. "I am supposed to be your girlfriend here... and just this once..."
I stretch up and press my pale lips gently against his and press my body
close... feeling his arms wrap tight around me. I very slowly rub my body
against him.. and I can feel him getting.. excited. I should stop but.. I
can't... damn it.. I'm such a slut... I pull my lips away and rest my head
against his chest, struggling to regain control...
"Come on Angela," he says gently prising my arms from him. "Time to sit
down.. I think you may have drunk a little too much..."
"Sorry.." I reply softly. "I.. I got carried away..."
"It's okay.. I think you really did make everyone jealous. Ready to go
home?" he says with a wink. "Everyone will think..."
I go beet red. "I know.. oh gods.. I'm sorry..."
"Shush Angela..." He says stroking my back. "My fault for bringing you out
here, and leaving you to sit listening to us talk about work all evening..
it wasn't fair of me."
I giggle. "Oh we're both at it now... we really had better be going."
He leads me to the table and we say our goodbyes. Amy keeps Paul quiet but
gives me a knowing look. I do a hidden shake of my head... knowing what
she's thinking. What does she think I am? Easy?
I'd better stop that train of thought too. I bid them all good night, and
let Dale lead me out. It's a quieter journey home, before he stops outside
my house. "You er.. were beautiful tonight Angela, a vision in white."
"Thank you," I reply smiling awkwardly. "Sorry I cut short your night."
"Oh we'd only have gone on about work some more.." He shrugs. "Look.. let's
meet up next weekend, maybe Sunday and have a walk on the beach, and maybe a
drink? Coffee might be best."
I flush and nod. "Not a date though."
He nods. "Not a date.. but.." He looks away for a second. "One day, please
tell me what you have against men? I know we.. interest you but..." He
shrugs. "I.. I'm just curious."
"Maybe..." I reply. "Someday..."
I lean in and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you anyway, and I'll see you
next week, okay?"
"Sure." He grins and lets me out, and as I walk to my house I turn and give
him a little wave, noticing he doesn't leave 'til he's sure I'm inside...
aww he's nice...
But I'm not looking for nice, or a man, or someone who doesn't know my
gender... and I'm looking at getting into trouble tomorrow if I don't get
some sleep. The dress is hung up neatly, and my outfit for the office laid
out ready. As I free my cock from the belt I think on how nice it might be
to be normal... but... that's not me...
I put on my nightie and fall asleep stroking my cock, thinking of being back
with the company tomorrow...
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