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Twelve
Supporting My Man.
If you have not read up on the "Erika's Adventures" series, well you
really should :)
So just to catch you up a bit. This is the story of a 23 year old guy
named Shane that gets dumped by his fianc?. As a child Shane loved to
crossdress and act like a girl. So all those feelings came rushing
back and more. Shane explored the feminine world a bit more and soon
enough Erika was born. Erika tried her hand at dating men but it was
awkward until he met Wayne online. Turned out that Shane and Wayne
knew each other from the local gym. Once they figured out they knew
each other, Shane figured they would go there separate ways, but Wayne
had other plans and asked Erika out on a date. To jump ahead this is
Erika's twelve date with her man, Wayne.
Every man must make good on a bet. Now seeing as I'm not much of a
man, I guess I could get away from it, but I'm a good sport so tonight
I am making good on my bet. You see Wayne is a bit San Francisco 49ers
fan and I am a bit of a New York Giants fan, actually I don't really
follow football too closely but Wayne and I made a bet on their latest
game... Well the 49ers won!
So what did we bet you ask? Well at first I said that if the Giants
won, then I wanted Wayne to take me out of town for a day of shopping
then for him to take me out to a TG club at night. Wayne agreed and
said that if the 49ers won, that he would pay for me to get nice perky
tits, breast implants. I was shocked when he said that, now don't get
me wrong, I would look great with a nice set of tits, they would be a
lot of fun, but I wasn't living as Erika full time, so that would be a
huge step. I said that I don't know about that, when he interrupted me
with a laugh, "I'm just joking sweetie, we can look at getting you
breast some other time, but if the 49ers win, I, Erika would have to
attend one of his hockey games." Wayne plays hockey with a few of his
friends. I agreed to the bet, and well tonight I was making good on
it.
Wayne's game was at 9pm, at one of the local rinks, when I was a kid I
actually used to go to this rink for skating lessons. Anyways the plan
was simple enough, I was get dressed up at home and drive myself to the
rink, I would watch his game, presumably with the other wives and
girlfriends, then I would meet up with Wayne then I would drive myself
home.
I was going for a casual look. I was wearing my skinny jeans with a
pink v-neck sweater, showing off just enough cleavage. I had on my
four inch bright pink high heeled pumps, I was dressing casual, but
this girl loves her heels. I had a cute little black leather jacket,
and I finished it off with my white Gucci purse. My makeup was simple,
eyes were done in a soft pale pinkish purple, a little bit of blush,
and a super cute pale pink lipstick, covered by a little lip gloss. I
had my dark brunette shoulder length wig on, silver hoop earrings. I
went with some simple, not too long French manicured names. A dash of
perfume and I was already to go. Before leaving I texted Wayne to make
sure I had the correct rink, and I also took the time to send him a few
selfies of me all dolled up, nothing too crazy, after all I wouldn't
want to get him all worked up before his game. I grabbed my purse put
everything that I needed, then I put on my jacket and I was ready to
go.
I haven't been out in public that often dressed up, but I have been out
enough times to feel confident. Oddly enough I get more nervous just
trying to get out of my building, I still get nervous that someone will
recognize me. Anyways one last check of my outfit, damn my ass looks
good in these skinny jeans, if I do t say so myself :) there's just
something about wearing high heels that makes a girls butt look great.
One last check of my makeup, and out the door I go. Locking the door
behind me, the coast was clear, no sign if my nosey neighbour. I head
for the elevator, no problem. When I get in, sure enough there were
people already in it, no problem, I get in. There were two woman
perhaps in their 30's, both pretty attractive. I smiled as I turned
around to face the door while pressing P2 for my level. The women
smile back, then one of them complemented me on my shoes. I thanked
her and smiled, she then asked me if they hurt my feet, I joked back,
"ya they do, but not too bad." The elevator stopped at the ground level
and the women got out. I'm not sure if they read me, but it was no big
deal. Making it to my car wasn't a problem, then off I went. I
entered the address in my car's navigation system, because I am awful
with directions. The drive was mostly uneventful, I had a truck driver
giving me the look over, too bad I wasn't wearing a short skirt to give
him something really to look at. I do notice that men are so much more
friendly to women when driving, they are always nice enough to let me
in...if they only knew.
Took me about ten minutes to arrive at the rink. The parking lot
wasn't too busy, as I got out of my car and headed for the entrance, I
noticed that Wayne texted me while I was driving, being a good girl I
don't check my phone while driving. He enjoyed my photos, and he asked
me what he would get if he scored me a hat trick tonight, for those of
you who don't know a hat trick means scoring three goals. I texted him
back saying if he scored a hat trick, I'd give him a nice long blow
job. I put my phone back and continued walking to the entrance. I am
always very mindful of walking in such high heels, I love the clicking
should they make on the ground, but they are quite challenging to walk
in, and nothing will give a sissy away more than stomping around in
high heels. I was pretty good at it though, although I have not had a
lifetime to practice like some women, I did practice quite a bit at
home. In fact I would put them on first thing when I would get home
most nights to be comfortable enough in them, I must have walked around
my apartment with my heels on for about three weeks.
Entering the building and nice man was leaving and held the door open
for me, I gave him a smile. In the lobby was a group of older teenage
boys, probably around 16 or so, as I walked past them everyone got
quiet. I could feel them checking me out as I passed by, knowing they
were checking out my ass. It feels pretty good to be able to turn guys
on.
I finally made it to the rink and sat down in the stands, the game just
started. As expected there were not many "fans" watching the game.
Looking down the stands I saw one other woman and two kids. Wayne was
already playing and he gave me a smile as he skated by, I smiled back.
I tried to watch as much of the game as possible, but to be honest I
also spent some time looking at shoes on my phone. The game's time
keeper would call out over the speaker each time a player scored.
After about ten minutes, sure enough Wayne scored, I clapped loudly and
gave him a big smile. Truth be told, Wayne was a pretty good hockey
player, it felt good to be the "girlfriend" of a jock, it just made me
feel more feminine. Also the idea if being at a hockey dressed as a
woman made me feel girly, knowing that it was such a manly environment.
I could tell that some of the men were checking me out, which was cool
with me, but then again there weren't many women in the stands.
At one point half way through the game I took out my compact from my
purse and checked my makeup, I added a little powder, then I re-applied
my lip gloss. One of my favourite things about being a transvestite is
being able to touch up my makeup, especially in public. I could
remember when I was younger watching the older girls and women fix
their makeup in public, and it is just an image that I associate with
being feminine. Sure enough just as I was finishing my lips, Wayne
scored again. I smiled and put my makeup back into my purse. So one
more goal from my man and I owe him a BJ, oh well, I love sucking his
dick anyways. Finally the game was coming to an end, which is good
because my ass was getting sore from sitting cross legged in those
uncomfortable seats, not to mention being tucked. With 20 seconds left
in the game, sure enough Wayne scored an empty net goal, which in my
opinion is a cheap way to get a hat trick, but one well a deal is a
deal, I owe him a blowjob. Seeing as we are not going out after the
game, Wayne is going for beers with his teammates, I will make good on
my promise on our next date. As the players were exciting the ice
Wayne gave me a devilish smile. I smiled back and made my way out to
the main arena entrance. I was going to wait here until Wayne came
out. In the entrance area there were some men waiting around for their
next game and a man who worked at the arena. I was a bit uncomfortable
after a minute or two as I could feel the guys checking me out. I mean
they were not doing anything wrong, but I was just a bit uncomfortable.
The old man working here was definitely staring at me. I decided to
head to the ladies room to check my makeup. When I got there my phone
beeped, I had a text from Wayne:
Wayne: thanks for coming to the game babe, you looked hot up in the
stands, are you still waiting for me.
Erika: np, good game way to go. You looked pretty hot yourself on the
ice, Yep I'm just waiting, but don't rush.
Wayne: okay good, why don't you wait a few minutes, then come down to
the dressing room and make good on our deal.
I pauses as I checked out my makeup, did he just text that he wanted me
to make good on our deal, tonight, here?
Erika: wait, what do you mean?
Wayne: well I do believe you owe me a blowjob, so what better time than
the present! Besides you looked so hot up there!
Erika: so you want me to come down there and blow you in the dressing
room? With the other guys still there? I'm not sure about that.
Wayne: no no baby, we will wait til the guys are gone, it will just be
you and me? I'll shower and I'll just be waiting here in my towel for
you.
Oh god, I figured I was just going to blow him on our next date, not
tonight, not in a stinky hockey dressing room. I don't like to say no
to Wayne, I enjoy pleasing him, but...
Wayne: come on baby, I'm all horny from seeing you up there watching me
play.
I waited to reply as I thought it over.
Wayne: if you don't want to, no worries, I don't want you to do
anything you are uncomfortable with.
Erika: well I guess if you are horny, I should be a good girl and come
down there and take care of my man.
Wayne: thanks babe, I'll totally make it worth it for you :) =====)
Erika: okay tell me where and tell me when everyone is gone.
Wayne: room 4, and I'll let you know.
I put my phone back in my purse, and looked into the mirror, I couldn't
help but to laugh to myself. Here I was all dolled up like a woman,
standing in the ladies room, and I was just about to blow my boyfriend
at a hockey rink dressing room, wow how things have changed for me. I
actually like the idea of sucking a man's cock out in public, it's a
bit risqu?, but lots of regular women have done this. I have myself
one more look over in the mirror. My makeup and hair looked pretty
good. Just as I was leaving the ladies room, another woman, the other
woman who was watching the hockey game came in. She smiled at me and
said hi, I did the same and left the ladies room. I was back in the
entrance area. Everyone was gone except the older workers guy. He was
staring at me again. One by one, some of the guys that were playing
with Wayne were coming up the stairs as they were leaving. About ten
minutes later...
Wayne: the coast is clear baby, get that sweet little ass of yours down
here :)
Erika: okay
I took a deep breath and headed down the stairs. As I walked down the
hallways looking for room 4, I was very aware if the clicking of my
heels, and how my purse was dangling from my wrist. The hallway had a
stink to it, just like old smelly hockey equipment. I made it to room
4, and knocked on the open door. "Come on in Erika" I could hear Wayne
call out. As I entered the smell of the empty room didn't get any
better. In the middle if the room, there was Wayne standing only
wearing a towel. He looked good of course, he had a smile on his face,
and his muscular hairy chest looked great. I gave him a smile as I
walked towards him. "Thanks for coming down here babe," Wayne said
with a devilish smile. I asked him if we were alone, and reassured me
we were. I took off my jacket and Wayne grabbed it and hung it up. I
put my purse down then when I returned to Wayne he grabbed me by the
waist and held me tight and he kissed me. Our tongues quickly
exploring each other's mouths. He began rubbing my ass as I could feel
his manhood growing beneath me. I broke off our kiss and stepped back
and pulled down his towel. "Well well what do we have here," I coyly
asked him. "It's my big cock and its all for you baby" as Wayne smile
back at me. I reached out and began stroking his cock, which was
already semi hard from out make out session. It didn't take me long to
get Wayne fully rock hard. Wayne moaned quietly as I stroked his cock,
"hum, that feels good baby, look at how turned on you have me." I
continued to stroke his cock, loving how smooth it feels, and enjoying
every little bump and vein. I gave him a short kiss on the lips then I
slowly kneeled down before him and his glorious cock. Looking up at
him, I gently kiss the tip of his cock, then I began to run my wet
tongue up his shaft from his balls to his beautiful mushroom head,
stopping and paying special attention to the glands under his cock
head. I knew Wayne was enjoying it as he was moaning. After getting
his cock nice and wet, not to mention getting my panties somewhat damp,
I spread my lips and took his big cock deep into my mouth. Wrapping my
lips nice and tight on his shaft I began to bob up and down on his
cock. I didn't deep throat him but I took him as deep as I could. I
knew he was loving it but so was I, sucking cock is so much more fun
than eating pussy, well at least that's the opinion of this sissy.
After about five minutes of Wayne fucking my face, I could hear someone
enter the room, and it caught us both off guard. Before I could turn
to look I heard someone say, "oh shit, I forgot my stick." At this
point I turned and out came Wayne's dick from my mouth, as it slapped
me in the cheek. Here I was on my knees with Wayne's dick inches from
my face. No one said anything for what seemed like forever, then Wayne
said, "no worries, Jim." Jim then grabbed his stick as he was trying
not to stare but he couldn't help it. "Thanks," Jim said as he grabbed
the stick. At this point Wayne put his finger in my chin and turned my
face toward, and slowly guided his still hard cock back into my mouth.
I knew Jim was still there, but Wayne started to pull my head up and
down on his cock. "See ya Jim I'll see you at the bar," Wayne said. I
could hear Jim leaving, I looked up at Wayne, he smiled, "sorry about
that babe, but we can't stop now." I was a bit pissed about what just
happened but what could I do, after all I still had Wayne's cock in my
mouth so being a good girl and went back to pleasuring him. About five
minutes later, I could feel his veiny shaft tense up as he exploded
into my mouth. I clamped down with my lips and swallowed every bit of
cum I had coming to me. I licked him clean and looked up at him. He
smiled back and helped me to my feet, "that was awesome babe." After I
finished swallowing his seed, "oh my God, what the hell?" Wayne
apologies and said he didn't know Jim would return. "I can't believe
this," I whined to him. "Look don't worry about it, Jim doesn't know
you, and I guaranteed you that you were not the first woman to give a
blowjob at a hockey rink," Wayne said as he began to get dressed.
Truth be told I was totally embarrassed but Wayne was right, I didn't
know Jim, and he has no idea who I really am, for all he knew I was
just some chick sucking Wayne's dick.
I grabbed my purse and went to the washroom area to fix my makeup.
Wayne did a real number on my makeup. As I was readjusting everything
Wayne was completely dressed. He came over and gave me a kiss on the
cheek. I couldn't stay mad at Wayne, and really it wasn't anyone's
fault. Wayne grabbed his hockey bag and grabbed my hand as well as we
left the dressing room. As we walked past the entrance the only person
around was the worker guy. He smiled at us and wished us a good night.
Once we got outside, Wayne told me that the old man walked by the room
and stopped as I was blowing so he got to see the show for a bit. Oh
my god, he saw me too, I guess that classifies as my walk of shame.
Wayne smiled and we both began to laugh. Wayne walked me to my car,
gave me a kiss and opened the door for me. "Thanks for coming out to
my game." "Anytime," I replied with a smile.
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