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Ginger's Makeup
She was tall in her stilettos and the ankle was the only part of her legs
I could see when the manger Mr. Thom introduced me around that early fall
afternoon three months ago. After the first hour of watching her parade
about delivering the guest's their cocktails I saw more of her leg since
the sheath gown of sequins in soft red was split along the left, biased
to expose Ginger's thigh well passed the knee.
Her smile cause me to dream of her over the next few evenings as I
pedaled homeward. Ginger was only six years older than me but she was a
centerfold alive in my small world. Work when she was at the Inn wasn't
work. It was lust as I would track her, waiting for a glimpse of her
moving and the flesh above her knee.
After a few weeks of working together my fantasies were cooled as we'd
spent the late evenings talking as we re-ordered the dining room for the
next day's activities. She spoke of her boyfriend and her girlfriends but
not her family. My imagination moved elsewhere since I'd come to know her
as a person rather than a moving sex object.
After my fourth week she introduced another woman, Thelma to the staff.
This new friend of Ginger's captivated me. Thelma seemed drawn to me. I
wasn't sure why but the friendship seem to develop quickly. She was a
little older than Ginger and tall, especially with her high heels. Thelma
wore her nearly black hair very short, which was part of her charisma. It
seemed unusual to me since all of the other women at the Inn and in my
life wore their hair long. She was very attractive with beautiful eyes
and high cheekbones but it was her scent that aroused me more than her
beauty. Musky yet sweet would be how I'd describe it.
I asked Ginger about it and she laughed, "Ambre Gris, it's not common. I
know how you feel. It drives me crazy. She's so sexy, huh?"
Her style was different than Ginger's but the two of them were fun to be
with and for some reason I was to her as well. Sometime each evening
Thelma would come up behind me and hold me, my butt snug against her
mound, and she would cause me to stiffen. Her tease was welcome but
private due to her sense of the activities away for us. No one ever saw
her squeeze me, at least I thought so. Thelma had become my girl of lust.
We were in the Kitchen before the crowds formed one Saturday and the
girls were talking of their gowns when I stepped in.
"Look Charles, do I look like I weight 130 pounds?" Thelma was gorgeous
in her new gown but thought it made her look heavy.
I said rather casually, "I weight about 130 pounds. There is no way you
do Thelma."
"No way Charles, you're only a hundred and thirty pounds! Ginger his hips
are almost as wide as mine, right?"
Ginger came closer to us. "I 'd say he's close and you two are about the
same height, but in your sexy heels you tower over him."
Thelma smiled, "I have to work my look carefully otherwise I look like a
boy. Shit I look like a boy!"
One of the cooks settled it. "Here's my tape."
Jon announced that, "Thelma has thirty-seven and a half inch hips and
Charles is a thirty-five."
The head chef came near smiling, "Yes, I'd say Charles is too beautiful
to be a boy. To bad we only need two hostesses. Now, get this nonsense
out of my Kitchen girls!"
This statement surprised me and I guess I looked wounded. Ginger came
close and whispered, "He's just jealous that we pay so much attention to
our pretty boy."
One day Ginger arrived at the Inn but was a bit late. She was holding her
heels and her stocking were torn. She stepped to the restroom and a
moment later came out with her heels on.
"I removed my hose'. My Camaro broken down Charlie about a mile down the
River Road. Can I get a lift home later from you?"
I had earned enough to buy a bucket of loose bolts and sheet metal that
passed as a car.
"Alright Ginger but you've seen my banged up ride so don't expect a
limo."
She hugged me, her breasts touching my chest and I almost shot a load.
How would I get through this night? I hadn't had a sexual thought of her
since Thelma had come to work at the Inn. Now she wanted my help and all
I could do was lust after her; I felt like a heel. Her cleavage was all I
could think of as I worked that shift.
When I drove along the narrow road after work to her place my mind was
imagining all sorts of scenarios but nothing happened. Except her very
sensual kiss goodbye. She actual pushed her tongue into my mouth! Then
she turned and headed to the door as she spoke.
"You're my new best toyfriend Charlie. Thanks for the kiss." And she was
gone.
My crotch was now damp. Did she say 'boyfriend' ?
Later that week I saw Ginger and Thelma kissing, passionately in the back
empty dining room. I hadn't ever considered that these two women whom I
knew so well now might be lesbians. It crashed my fantasies. I moved
around the corner to avoid their seeing me.
Then I heard Thelma say, "I want to be with your toyfriend when she's
ready."
Ginger swore, "Fuck you if I'll allow that to happen." She giggled and
continued, "We'll find a reason to share the new girlfriend don't worry."
The next week she asked for another ride since her car was in the shop.
Thelma had suggested that she could drop her off. They stood quite close,
their hips nearly touching.
"Thanks Thelma but I'm having Charlie help me tonight. You can help me
some other time."
This time when we arrived at her apartment she asked me to come in for a
drink and a joint.
Sitting alone with her was too much for now I could see her beauty
relaxed and only for my eyes and imagination. Her apartment was simple
but clearly a feminine home. The smoke now filled the room and the music
was sensual. I was enjoying being this close to this beautiful woman.
"Can I use the bathroom Ginger?"
"Sure just through there."
I closed the door before lighting the room and was surprised to see in
the comfortable bath stuff everywhere. This was the workroom necessary to
put this beauty together each afternoon. Her bathtub was draped with
drying lingerie and true stockings. Her large counter covered with makeup
and lotions and the room opened into her dressing room and bedroom
beyond. I paused as I reviewed the sheer hose, my fingers touch the
material. I stepped to the doorway and saw the many dresses, work gowns
and so many pairs of heels in different styles and heights. Beyond I saw
a large dresser, the upper drawer open and the collection of colors and
fabrics. A cream-colored bra and panty were hanging off the drawer pulls.
I moved to the counter and sat on the small stool as I studied the
multitude of colors and brushes and the scent of the various products.
When I paused I looked up and to the right toward the dressing room.
Ginger stood looking at me over her shoulder as she dropped the blue
sequined gown off of her body and it fell to the floor. Her lingerie was
lightly confining her sexy body and I looked first to her tight thong and
then down her legs.
"I needed to get out of this wrap. It's so tight. Can you imagine it
Charlie?"
I was lost; she wasn't wearing a bra and her large breasts were filling
my eyes. Her deep colored areolas and taut nipples caught my attention. I
was staring at her body and then I looked to the mirror just beside her
and saw the cleft of her bottom where the thin material of her thong
disappeared.
"You haven't seen a woman this undress huh? Well don't fret my new
toyfriend. I've got you right where I want you."
She turned, still in the three and a half inch satin blue heels and the
gartered hose', and walked into the bedroom. I watched her beautiful
motion and didn't hear her speaking for I was so overwhelmed by her body.
As she approached again speaking I was transfixed watching her breasts
move.
"I said get into the shower with that cream on the little shelf and the
razor." She had re-entered the bath and was standing only twenty inches
away while I was seated. She looked down to my face, bent slightly and
kissed me deeply. I reached for her bottom and held Ginger close.
"I want you to be my lover tonight and 'Charlie' is such cute name for a
girlfriend. Get naked and start shaving my sweetie."
She moved close and kissing me again as she pulled me to stand and
reached to run the shower.
"Should I remove these old rags Charlie? You'll need some help with your
back and your groin so I'll stay. Come on girl! Your legs will require
the most work."
She was confusing me. I was to get into the shower and shave? My back and
legs? Her girlfriend? Cute? I could get laid by Ginger, I was going to
sleep with her; she wanted me to what?
It finally dawned on me. She wanted me to be smooth, "Why do I need to
shave Ginger?"
"Because girl's are smooth Charlie. I want my lover smooth and sexy so we
start with the razor." She had reached for my belt and now my pants hit
the floor. "See, the legs Charlie, Now!"
I considered where I was and what she wanted of me.
So began our evening. I acquiesced to her intent and within fifteen
minutes she was doing my face and shaping my nails. Thirty minutes later
I was being shown how to roll a hose' and clip on a suspender belt clasp.
I didn't pause to comprehend where I was headed with Ginger. I just
followed and said very little. An hour after arriving she slipped into
the shower while I stood near the mirror, "Well how do you feel about
your new face and body Charlie?"
I was still in the bath as she talked over the sound of the running
water, "I knew when I met you I was correct. You aren't a boy Charlie.
You're my girl. I want you to stay tonight and make love with me. Do you
think you can handle that?"
I looked into the mirror. There was little evidence of Charles, the boy I
had been just before stepping into Ginger's bathroom. She had helped me
with the earrings, the bracelets, and the bra, which was filled with the
very real feeling silicone forms. The heels weren't as much of a problem
as they were lower then three inches as they were. My waist was drawn
tight with a waist cincher that held the sheer hose.
"I'll help you into one of the gowns in just a minute but I wanted you to
take in what you are Charlie. I wanted you to see you as I see you. Can
you understand how wet my pussy is?"
I said just two words, "I'm Charlie."
To be continued.
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