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Author's note:
I started writing with a very specific character for Anna in mind.
Later, I just sort of built the stories around her. I'm not entirely
certain whether I can take this story anywhere else, or if I even want
to. I might come up with new ideas and themes for the next one, but I've
definitely come to like writing. So expect more stories some time in the
future, just might take a bit longer.
Driving Lesson
by Hazel M
"And I'm telling you, driving stick is a lot of fun," Alan said into the
phone. Alan was a young man in his late twenties, tall, slim, with
boyish good looks. Curiously, at the moment, he was speaking in a
distinctly feminine, silky soft voice. "Look, I'll be there as well.
I'll show you everything you need to know. Just trust me on this.
Please?", he said. His girlfriend, Kate replied, "Okay, okay, I'll do it
if you insist. But I'm not making any promises."
"Thanks you. This means a lot to me. Let's talk later. I need to get
ready for work now or I'll be late. Love you too. Bubye," Alan said as
he hung up the phone.
He got up from the dining table and put is coffee cup and cereal bowl in
the sink. He then walked into the bedroom. He quickly stripped out of
his pajamas and walked into the bathroom. He came out quick shower later
and he walked into the large walk in closet. He walked past racks full
of feminine dresses and lingerie and opened a large hidden door at the
back to reveal a flesh colored garment hung inside. A mask that looked
like a beautiful young woman with dark hair rested on a foam head on the
shelf above.
Alan was an inventor. His inventions had made him a lot of money at a
very young age. The realistic, anatomically correct and fully functional
bodysuit that hung in front of him was just one example of his
outstanding work. He had originally developed it for a big government
agency. In return, he had been allowed to keep one of the suits, as long
as he followed their strict guidelines. Now he spent his days as Anna,
who ran a modeling agency and modeled part time. His former best friend
and now girlfriend Kate knew about Anna. In fact, she was really Anna's
girlfriend, since she was not attracted to men. Alan had one day
surprised her as Anna and seduced her shamelessly before revealing his
true self. Things had gotten very interesting since then and Alan was
very curious about where they could take the relationship.
But for now, Anna had to get ready for work. Alan stopped admiring his
handiwork and carefully took the suit off of its hanger. He pulled the
concealed zipper all the way down the back. Then he carefully placed one
foot and then the other into the red toed feet of the suit. He pulled up
the silky smooth "skin" over his own. Reaching one hand into the crotch
of the suit, he adjusted his genitals so that they went into the
specially designed pocket. He then reached behind his buttocks and
pulled the gaff closed tight. He then reached his hands into the arms of
the suit, pulling them on like gloves until his fingers settled under
the red nails of the suit. Finally, he reached behind himself and pulled
the zipper closed. The workmanship was so good that the zipper could
only be found by someone who knew about it. Alan then removed the mask
and pulled it down over his head. He flickered his eyelids and twitched
his lips until Anna's features settled over his own like a second skin.
Anna walked over the dresser mirror. She saw a young woman staring back
with almond shaped, brown eyes through long eyelashes. She had high
cheekbones and full, pouty lips, but beyond that, she had an ethereal
beauty that was hard to pin down to any specific feature. She had firm,
full breasts and a slim waist that flowed down into wide hips. A neat
triangular patch of black hair was visible between her legs. She opened
a dresser drawer and pulled out a set of false, white teeth. She slipped
them over her own. A small device concealed in the right canine would
turn his normal male voice into Anna's honey soft tones. Alan could do a
passable impression of her voice for short periods of time, like he had
this morning with Kate, but it was risky while pretending to be Anna in
front of strangers for long periods of time. She applied a few quick
touches of make up and nodded to herself, satisfied.
She turned around and pulled open a drawer full of feminine underwear
and pulled out a pair of black silk bikini panties. She slid them up her
legs until they covered her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Next, she pulled
out a matching bra. She hooked it closed behind her and then settled her
breasts into the cups. The light padding in the cups made the mounds
look even bigger and more inviting. Next, she pulled out a pair of
seamed, black stockings out of the drawer and gently rolled them up to
her thighs. She thrilled in the sight of her red toes peeking out
through the stockings. She padded over to the dress rack and pulled out
a black sheath dress with a high neck. She stepped into it and pulled it
up over her gorgeous curves. She then slipped into a dark green blazer.
Finally, she slipped on a pair of black 4 inch, peep toe pumps. She then
put on a pair of gold hoop earrings and a gold necklace. A slim gold
watch went on her wrist. On her way out, she grabbed her purse. It
contained all the things a girl needs for a day at office, along with
her government provided id.
She walked out of her apartment, locking it behind her. As she did, a
woman's voice said, "Have a nice day at work babe". Kate was standing in
the hallway with a mug of coffee. Anna greeted her with a warm smile and
a peck on her lips and walked to the elevator. She rode the elevator
down to the parking garage, where she got in her expensive white
convertible and drove to work.
The morning commute was fairly mundane. Men and women in other cars
swiveled their heads to follow her progress, but then again, they always
did that when she was near. Her office was in a high rise on the
waterfront. It had cost her a pretty penny, but it was worth it. She
parked the car in the garage in the spot reserved for her and rode the
elevator up her office. As she stepped through the door to the agency's
offices, she was greeted by the receptionist, who then went over her
schedule for the day and her workday began.
Most days, Anna's work routine was fairly easy by Alan's standards, but
it kept her busy all day and she found it quite relaxing. She would talk
to various clients, fashion houses, photographers, advertising agencies
and so on. She would pick which models went where. She would hold
auditions for new models. Occasionally, she would deal with models
throwing tantrums. And very rarely, she would stand in for a model when
one of them couldn't make it to a gig. It was standard fair for an
active modeling agency. But that was on most days. Today was going to be
special.
Around lunchtime, Anna heard a light knock on the open door of her
office. She looked up from her work to see a tall, handsome man standing
there. He had curling, golden hair and piercing blue eyes. His face bore
a healthy tan. The white t-shirt was tight enough to show perfect abs.
The blue blazer did nothing to hide his wide shoulders. A pair of khaki
slacks and brown leather shoes completed the outfit. The package was
topped off with a million watt smile that was presently directed at
Anna.
Anna took a deep breath and closed her jaw, which had somehow gone limp
during the last few moments. "Can I help you?", she asked. The man said
in a rich baritone, "Hi, I'm Chris. I was told this was a good place to
find work for models?". Anna looked slightly disappointed as she said,
"Oh, I'm very sorry, but I only manage female models.". "Ah. Sorry to
have bothered you then," he said. He stood there for a moment more,
looking unsure of what to do. Then, just as he was about to turn around,
Anna blurted out, "But I do have a lot of contacts in the industry. I
could put in a word for you. If you would like.". Chris stopped and
turned back to her and said, "That would be a great help. Thanks!". "If
it's not too forward, would you like to talk about it over dinner?", her
mouth said without checking in with the rest of her. Chris gave her
another dazzling smile as he said, "I was hoping you would be forward. I
know a great Italian place. I'll pick you up at 8?". Anna said, "Please
do. My secretary will give you my address," with an answering smile of
her own. And with that, he was gone.
Anna spent the rest of her day in a pink fog. She could barely focus on
work. Her mind kept playing that dazzling smile over and over. She could
hardly wait to get out of there. As soon as the clock hit 6, she shot
out of the office, managing good speed despite the 4 inch stilettos. She
had to keep reminding herself to slow down on the drive back. She
managed to get home without getting a speeding ticket, somehow. She
rushed to her apartment and into her closet to get dressed.
She quickly stripped out of her work clothes and then out of her
underwear. She then pulled out a white silk thong and slid it on. A
white strapless bra wrapped her breasts in matching silk. She slipped
into a dressing gown and sat down at the vanity and carefully started
applying makeup. Soon, the professional businesswoman was gone, replaced
by a femme fatale. She then stepped into a white evening gown and slid
it up over her curves. She swapped the gold jewelry for a pair of
diamond teardrop earrings and a matching bracelet. A diamond studded
barrette on one side of her head completed the look. A pair of white
sandals went over her bare feet. She transfered some of the contents of
her purse into a white clutch and spritzed her favorite perfume at the
nape of her neck. Finally, she went out to the bedroom and twirled once
before the mirror. She winked at herself with a playful smile just as
she heard a knock on the door. Chris stood outside. He was wearing a
dark, well fitting suit. His smile was like a warm ray of sunshine.
"Wow, you look, just wow," he said. Anna blushed and answered with a
smile of her own, "Wow yourself. You clean up really well." Chris
offered her his arm. She slipped her hand through his and they walked
together to his car. Anna felt like she was floating on air.
The rest of the evening was as good as Anna had expected, needed it to
be. Chris had a lot in common with her. He was also charming and funny.
He would tell her an amusing story and she would giggle girlishly. She
would tell him an anecdote and he would laugh a rich, rolling laugh.
Anna found herself falling in love him. Her hand moved of its own
volition to reach out to his. Just before ordering dessert, she excused
herself and walked to the ladies' room, every eye in the room following
the sway of her hips all the way. But Anna herself only looked straight
ahead with a happy smile on her face. On her way back, she only had eyes
for one person in the room. And he in turn followed her all the way back
to the table. They finished the rest of the dinner gazing into each
others eyes.
When it was over, Chris paid for the dinner and drove Anna back to her
building. He escorted her to her apartment. As they got to the door,
Anna unlocked it with her key and stepped in. Chris was about to kiss
her goodbye on the cheek when her hands grabbed the back of his head and
pulled him down into a kiss. He was surprised at first, but quickly
relaxed into it, slipping his arms around her waist. They stayed there
for a while, engrossed in the kiss. Anna broke it off first. She pulled
him in and shut the door behind her. She pushed him down on the sofa and
sat down on his lap. She kissed him deeply as his hand first traced a
figure down to her hip and then slid up her thigh and under the dress.
She let out a slight, throaty moan, her lips still locked onto his as
his hand found her panties, then slipped inside them and caressed her
soaking vaginal lips. She broke off the kiss again and slapped his hand
away. She then knelt between his legs, her eyes gazing into his
lovingly. One slim hand undid the belt of his trousers while the other
pulled down the zipper. She reached inside the boxers underneath and
pulled out his throbbing, 6 inch member. She smiled hungrily and placed
a gentle kiss on its tip and followed it with a row of kisses all the
way down to the base of it. Then she slowly ran her tongue up the shaft.
At the end of the stroke, without taking her tongue off, she locked her
lips around the thick head and then slowly slid it in. She stopped
halfway to the base and withdrew. Her ruby red lipstick left smears
along the skin. Her head started bobbing up and down, going deeper each
time, until she was swallowing the whole thing on each stroke. She would
occasionally stop to lick the head like a lollipop. Her eyes kept
staring into Chris' eyes throughout. She clearly knew what she was
doing, because he soon closed his eyes and started groaning as his hands
settled on the back of her head. Her own hand slipped under the dress
and into the dripping slit between her legs. Her fingers found the tip
of her own hidden member in its pocket. Chris let out a groan of
excitement. Anna could feel the pressure building in him. He was about
to burst. She bobbed her head up one last time and then lowered it all
the way to the base of the penis and she kept it there as her tongue
gave one last lick to the underside of the shaft. Her own fingers sped
up their attentions on her sex as Chris exploded in her mouth. She
swallowed every last drop of his seed. She could not contain herself
anymore and her own orgasm erupted in her panties. She got up shakily
and nearly fell into his lap.
After they had got their breath back, Anna climbed back onto him again.
Her mouth met his and he started getting excited again. They got up,
still locked in a passionate kiss and made their way to the bedroom,
shedding garments as they went, groping and probing and exploring each
others bodies. They made it to the bedroom door, Chris completely naked,
Anna wearing only her panties and the barrette in her hair. Chris gently
lifted her and carried her over to the bed. Then he climbed in after
her. He placed a gentle kiss on the thong covered lips of her vagina. He
then slid her panties off as she lifted her hips off of the bed to help
him. He buried his head in her crotch and started returning the favor
from earlier. She was soon bucking and moaning in ecstasy. She felt
herself getting ready and she told Chris as much. He stopped licking her
slit and knelt over her. He kissed her once. When he pulled back, she
gazed into his eyes adoringly and whispered, "Take me." He guided the
tip of his shaft to the entrance to her vagina. Then with a slight push,
he thrust the head of the penis through the entrance. She let out a soft
sigh of pleasure. He slowly started thrusting in and out, going deeper
each time. She bucked in counterpoint to his thrusts. She arched her
back and moved her legs to get the most pleasure out of his shaft. She
felt herself nearing climax. Her eyes met Chris'. Then her eyelids
drooped and her back arched at the same time that Chris thrust deep and
hard. She felt his seed filling up her from the inside. Anna came in an
earthshattering wave of pleasure. They collapsed on the bed in a tangle
of limbs, panting.
They lay there for a while, snuggling close together, merely enjoying
the warmth of each others touch. After a while, Chris got up and walked
into the bathroom. Anna heard the sound of him peeing through the open
door. He washed his hands and came out wiping his hands on a hand towel.
"You were right you know," he said with a wide smile. Anna smiled smugly
and didn't say anything as he reached one hand into his mouth and pulled
out a set of dentures. This didn't seem to surprise Anna in the least.
Chris' other hand grabbed his rapidly hardening member and in a voice
that sounded remarkably like Kate's, he said, "Driving stick IS a lot of
fun. Shall we go again?"
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