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Boyfriend-Girlfriend "Oh, my, where do I start?" I looked at the naked girl sitting on my bed. She was sitting there holding a wad of colorful silk, satin and lace panties that she had pulled from my drawer while I was in the kitchen looking for more wine to drink. I was surprised she was one of the nosy ones, at least so quickly, but I wasn't upset. I didn't hide my stash of things at all. Hell, if she had opened the closet door she would have seen a line of dresses, skirt and blouses on the left with my high heels all lined up on the shelf. The right was jeans, slacks, polos and men's shoes. "Do you have a wife or girlfriend that is just out of town?" she accused me. "You told me you weren't married." Her tits bounced nicely as she waved the handful of panties around to make her point. She got angrier that my only reaction to her was my hard-on beginning to return. She glared at it as it became erect again. "Don't even think about it." "If you will give me a chance I can explain it," I walked toward her and she crawled away from me further toward the center of the bed. I set her glass of wine down. It was 1:30 am, a good time for a drink. Once that hand was empty I gently took my panties out of her hand and turned to put them back in my dresser. "I am just trying to determine how long you will stay put as to how long my story will be." Now that I was back on the other side of the bed she edged back over to her side. She glanced at the floor where some of her clothes had landed, then at the glass of wine. She turned to look at me again meeting only my eyes, which was fine, my erection was going away. I was hoping I would have reason for needing it again in a bit. She reached down and picked up her light purple lace bra and put it back on. It didn't really hide a lot; I could still make out her nipples. She looked around briefly for the matching panty she wore when we met at the bar, but not seeing it she decided instead to pull the sheet around her waist. "I've got all night," she finally announced. She picked up her wine, tossed her long dark hair back over her shoulder, and sipped. "Make it good because I will leave as soon as I detect bullshit." "In that case," I sipped my wine, "I think you deserve the whole story. Get comfortable, because it might take a while to tell." She looked at me for a moment then decided to adjust her pillow and leaned back. She had one arm crossed under her beautiful breasts and the other held her wine glass to her lips. She nodded at me to continue. "Well, let me start at the beginning, I was about twenty-two at the time...." * - 2 - * I parked my car in a visitor's space in the parking lot of the apartments where Vern lived and proceeded to go to his door. Vern and I share an office at the software house where we work. We have been friends since we started working together. Tonight he is picking up his sister at the airport and thought it might be nice to have me keep her company during her free time while in town. I knocked on the door and waited. After a moment it opened and Gina stood there. "Come on in, Chris. How you doing?" "Good," I pushed the door closed behind me. "Vern back yet?" I watched Gina walk away. She was quite an attractive woman, tall, blond and tonight was the first time I was seeing her in a dress. I was a bit disappointed that it was a bit long coming just below her knee. It fit her tight to the waist then the skirt was loose. I smiled watching her walk away toward the couch. "No," she sighed, "he called and said her plane is delayed. Not sure how long yet." "OK," I grabbed a seat on a chair. We sat and talked for a while. About an hour later the phone rang and Gina answered. She hung it up and left the room. When she returned she had a bottle of wine and a corkscrew. "I'm tired of waiting." She handed me the bottle. "Open it and let's have a drink." "Fine by me," I worked the tool until that satisfying pop announced it was ready to be poured, filled our glasses and we drank. We talked, watched the time pass, and the bottle empty, then another bottle, and finally a third bottle. We were sitting on the stairs that led to their bedroom talking, bitching about how long it was taking. "I'll be right back." She stood up and proceeded to climb the stairs. I couldn't resist, probably wouldn't have been able to if I had been sober, but I watched Gina ascend the staircase. More and more of her legs appeared within the folds of her skirt. I saw her glance back down at me as she neared the top, but I didn't flinch. She turned from the top of the stairs and I cursed her skirt being too long and not allowing me the final view. When she came back down I watched as she came towards me, no view as her skirt slid between her legs as she went step by step. Still, it stirred me. She sat back down on the step with me and showed me pictures she had gone to fetch. We were there about another fifteen minutes when we heard the key hit the lock. Vern and his sister stumbled in the door looking very worn out. "That was fucking ridiculous," Vern fumed. "Where's the wine?" Gina and I looked at one another and giggled. "Don't tell me you drank it all?" "Hey, you were gone a long time and we got tired of waiting," Gina tried to explain. "And it was just sitting there, waiting, like us," I snickered. "So we thought why not give it something to do?" "Assholes," he growled. "You two can go get some more then." In retrospect, I really shouldn't have been driving but fortunately the market wasn't that far and we made it without incident. We went to the wine section, found the same wines we were already drinking and toted a few bottles back to the checkout. Well, the lines were all pretty long. Apparently a lot of folks decided they needed to be there that night so we got on to the end of the line at the express checkout hoping it would move fastest. While we stood waiting, we were actually weaving in place, Gina leaned against me. Instinctively I wrapped my arm around her waist to keep her from falling or from knocking me over. She giggled and looked at me. Before I realized what I was doing I found our tongues wrestling to get past one another and explore the other's mouth. We probably grossed some of the other people out, but I didn't care. For that moment the rest of the world around me disappeared and all that remained was her in my arm. We broke the kiss and she smiled at me, then hugged me closer. We moved through the line, managed to pilot the car back to the apartment, and back to the door without any problems (though we may have paused one or two more times for another kiss). "About time." Vern wasn't in any better mood, hopefully the wine will help. "Waiting sucks," Gina told him and handed me one of the bottles to open. I grabbed the corkscrew. "I've been practicing this." Finally we were all sitting in the living room griping about how bad the evening had been going but things were less tense now that everyone was drinking. Vern finally introduced Amy to us. It wasn't long before he said we needed to get her to her hotel. She was in town on business and would be tied up the next four days, but then we would all get together again. We all rode out to her hotel, Vern drove, Gina in the passenger seat. Amy and I were in the back. She was in black slacks and a sweater so there wasn't really a lot to hold my attention. She was really nice, I was just really drunk and infatuated with the view I had gotten up Gina's dress earlier. I helped Amy get her luggage to her room and said good night. Then I crawled back in the car. "You've got to go into the office tomorrow, don't you?" Vern asked. "Yeah, around nine," I groaned. "Stay at our place tonight," he offered. "It's closer to work. You can crash on the couch, it folds out. And you probably shouldn't be driving." I really couldn't argue. I shouldn't have driven to the store and I kept drinking after I got back. So, we went back, drank a bit more wine, unfolded the couch which was near the base of the stairs. Vern helped me put the sheets down and Gina went back upstairs to bed. Vern followed moments later. I took off my shoes, socks and shirt before lying down. I figured best to sleep in my jeans. I hardly remember lying down before I passed out. I'm not sure how much later it was when I was woken up by a hand on my chest. I blinked my eyes several times before I was able to focus on the face above me. It was still dark in the room so it couldn't be morning yet. "Hi," Gina whispered. "Hey." I looked again, she was naked. "What?" "I want to do something." She started playing with my nipple. I looked back up the stairs and saw Vern looking down over the railing. "What about Vern?" "He'll come down in a minute," she purred. She bent and kissed me. I couldn't help myself, I kissed her back. "I don't know," I told her as the kiss broke, "we have to work together." She trailed her hand down my stomach into my jeans. Her fingertips played across the head of my hard penis. "You can't go to sleep like this." "Wouldn't be the first time," I admitted. I hadn't heard Vern come down the stairs. He was now sitting there watching the events unfold, he was also naked and that made me a bit uncomfortable. She pulled her hand out of my jeans and crawled up toward Vern. I watched her boobs move past my head and resisted the urge to guide one of her nipples to my mouth. When she stopped she was still on her knees, her hips just past my head. I didn't want to know what she and Vern were doing, I had never been in a situation like this. But I gave into temptation. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh and without hesitation slipped my middle finger inside her pussy. I used my ring finger to rub her clit as I slowly slid them back and forth. I guess she took that as a go ahead because she shifted position rotating around and I now had a knee at each of my shoulders. I could feel her undoing my pants and like the kiss in the market, I didn't need any more hints about how to proceed. I started licking and sucking on her clit, finger-fucking her pussy and teasing her nipples. It only took her a couple moments to get my pants off, even while I thought I might be distracting her. I felt her hand wrap around my cock, which isn't any longer than average, but is pretty thick. The warmth of her mouth engulfed me. I wondered briefly at what Vern was doing, but I didn't really want to know. I focused on trying to bring her to orgasm. I felt her moan through my cock and I knew I was getting her closer, which was good, because I was close too. Suddenly she gasped and I was no longer in her mouth. Then I was engulfed again but I heard her moaning, "Oh, Oh, Oh, God, yes!" She ground her crotch down onto my face. I erupted into the mouth on my cock, spasm after spasm, as she came in mine. I was free and then being licked and sucked again. I gently licked at Gina's thighs and pussy cleaning away any of her juice that may have escaped me. Gina sat up and then moved her leg so she was no longer straddling my face. She and Vern were locked in a kiss, I couldn't miss her holding his hard penis in her hand, he was longer that I am, but not as thick. "Did you like that?" She broke the kiss. "Yes," Vern and I both answered at once. Gina laughed. "I did too. I wasn't sure how I would feel about watching my husband suck another man's cock, but I did like it." "What?" I was hoping I was wrong, but I knew I wasn't. "Well, Vern told me he wanted to know what it would be like to give another man a blow job," she explained still gently stroking his cock. "I thought I would really like to experience your cock. So, I came down here and got you all excited. I started it, sucked on you until I was certain you wouldn't stop if you figured it out, then Vern took over." She kissed him again. "I don't think he was really ready for how wide you are, you made my jaw ache, and the amount you filled his mouth with. Well, he had to pull off, but I finished off the job. Just like you did me! I think you can eat me any time." "Shit," I was beginning to feel guilty. I had just has sex with my friend's wife. And them with me. God, this was strange. "What are things going to be like at work?" "Nothing changes," Vern answered. "We can handle this." "Speaking of handling," Gina gave Vern a couple quick strokes. "I would like you to take me back upstairs and fuck me. Chris, I've always wondered what it would be like to have someone sucking on my tits while my husband fucks me. Are you game?" I looked at Vern and he nodded vigorously. I pulled my pants back up. "Lead the way." She led Vern like a pull-toy back to the stairs and up them. I followed behind not needing to look up a dress to see her smooth bottom wiggling its way ahead of me. She turned and went to the king-sized bed, crawled up in the middle and spread her legs. Vern wasted no time crawling up and sliding in his cock up its entire length. He bent and sucked on her left breast as he slowly pumped away. I stood there transfixed watching and listening to the slapping sound of their bodies meeting. I had never actually been present when other people were having sex before. "Oh, Chris, oh," she called me. "Come here." I stripped off my pants and underwear and crawled naked into their bed. I kissed her on the mouth first and she reached down and held my penis, it still hadn't recovered though. I turned and started sucking on her right breast. Vern was speeding up his pace, he would come soon. Gina was close again, she released my penis and grabbed the back of my head pressing it down. I felt Vern shudder against her body and knew he had come. A moment later she let out a moan and shook. Her hand relaxed and gently stroked my hair. I moved around and lay beside her, Vern rolled off to the other side. "I could get used to this," she laughed and pulled us both close to her. "This was interesting," I admitted. "But I'm still not certain how it will all play out." "Sleep here with us tonight," she pleaded. "We can talk more after you get done with work tomorrow. Vern, get the light and be sure the alarm is set so Chris can get to work on time." The room went dark, pitch dark. I couldn't see Gina and she was inches away. I reached over and found her breast. I traced my fingers up to her face then leaned in and kissed her. "Good night." "Good night," I heard a rustle, "Good night, dear." I heard another kiss. I dropped off to sleep. I thought I would sleep through to morning but I woke up dehydrated. All that wine. I needed water. I decided to go to the kitchen and get something to drink. I carefully slipped off the side of the bed and felt around for my underwear. I don't know why but I felt like I ought to have something on. At last I found them, I pulled them on and felt my way to the stairs. Quietly as possible I crept down the stairs, there was a glow coming from the direction of the kitchen so I was able to see a little at last. I stumbled to the kitchen still only half awake, I found the clean glasses and stuck one into the door of the fridge where filtered water was dispensed. I took a long swallow. "I was wondering if you decided to sneak out," Gina whispered. I almost choked she scared me so badly. "Um, no, just thirsty," I explained, she was still naked. "I guess so, you wouldn't get too far without your pants, or wearing those," she smiled. I looked down. I hadn't grabbed my underwear, I found hers. White cotton with blue butterflies all over them. "You liked the look of them so much when you were looking up my dress that you just had to try them on?" "No, I couldn't see and thought I had grabbed my own. Besides, I didn't see them before, your dress was too long." "You coming back to bed?" she turned. "Yeah, just needed some water," I placed the empty glass in the sink and turned to follow her. "I like those on you, but they seem a little tight," she reached back and traced the bulge. I immediately reacted growing stiff and out the top. "I think I might like them better off you. Let's see if Vern wakes up, I want you to fuck me." We got back upstairs and I could tell she moved to the bed with the confidence of someone who knew exactly where everything was supposed to be. I felt my way over and had just located the bed when I felt her hands meet my thighs. They worked their way up to the waistband of the panty and slipped in the top where they were already separated from my skin. She began slowly working them off me and once again I felt the warmth on my cock that was her mouth. The panties slid down my legs to the floor but she didn't let me move yet. She fingered my balls gently letting them slide back and forth across her fingers. I was suddenly shocked when one of her fingers slipped into my ass. She gently probed in and out while sucking on me. "Not yet," she whispered. All contact disappeared and I heard her moving on the bed. I could still hear the slow steady breathing of Vern on the other side. I eased down onto the mattress and a hand gripped my cock and began guiding me over to where she lay. I felt her leg as I moved over it and I was guided down into her pussy. I slipped inside and felt her arms wrap around me. I worked slowly at first driving in deep then to the very edge of coming out to deep in feeling my balls slap again her ass. I lowered my chest down to the point where her nipples grazed my skin as they bounced with each thrust. I leaned in and kissed her. Our breathing became noisier as we tried to draw breath but eventually had to stop the kiss. Moments later I had shortened the strokes staying deep as I could. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I pumped until I erupted for the second time that night. She squeezed me briefly and then relaxed. "This has been an incredible night," she whispered and kissed me briefly. "You're going to be crap at work tomorrow," Vern added. "Oh," I slipped off Gina and moved back to her side. "Don't worry," he assured us. "Just wanted you to know I was awake." "Sorry," I whispered. "It's ok," he whispered back. "I figured she'd want you in her pussy after having you in her mouth. Are we done now?" "Yeah, I think so," I answered. "Mmm, I think so, too," Gina murmured. "OK, see you in the morning," I heard him turning. "Or actually in a couple hours." I went back to sleep exhausted. When the alarm went off I crawled out of the bed. There was enough daylight seeping in that I was able to locate my own underwear and pants this time. I decided I would need a fast shower before leaving for work. When I stepped out of the shower Gina was standing there. She had a robe on, sort of. It was peach colored and very thin. It was tied at the waist enough that nothing was visible, but it was open to her navel, her nipples dimpled the fabric. She was standing with both hands behind her back which helped to push her breasts out. Seeing her like that gave me an immediate hard-on. It was one of the things that embarrassed me about being naked. I don't know if other guys get excited as easily as I do, but it seems like the slightest provocation gives me a total immediate erection. "Ready for another round I see," she licked her lips. "I need to get going to work," I tried to ignore my predicament. "I'd like to ask a couple favors," she went on "What do you need?" I was looking for my clothes but couldn't locate them. "First, Vern and I talked while you were in the shower and we want you to come back by after you finish work, please." "Vern feels the same way?" I was now paying attention only to her. "Absolutely," she grinned. "He said he had as much fun last night as I did. And I hope you had as much as well." "Yeah, I had a lot of fun last night," I admitted. "I was just afraid of how things would turn out in the morning." "Well, I think they are terrific," she smiled even more. "Was there something else?" I asked now feeling the pressure of time. "Yes," she moved a little closer. "After last night in the kitchen I thought I would like it if you would consider wearing these today." She brought out a pair of black panties from behind her back. "They will be a reminder of last night so you'll remember to come back." "I really don't need a reminder," I took them from her hand to look at them though. "I've never been involved in anything like that before." They were a high cut bikini, the back was sheer black, the front was just as sheer except a satiny pattern that wove up the front. "Well, I'd like it," she stroked my chest. "Show me. Put them on." I hesitated but only for a moment. I hadn't worn any women's clothes since I was a teenager sneaking around. I bent and slipped my feet into the holes and pulled them up. I adjusted my cock over to the side a little. These had a higher waist than the butterfly panties so I wasn't sticking out the top. "Yes," Gina stared at my panties and reached and gently stroked me. "I like seeing you like that." "I better get going," I told her. She nodded and moved to let me by. I saw my pants and the rest of my clothes that had been retrieved from downstairs while I was in the shower. "I like that view too," she announced from behind me and then went down the stairs. I finished dressing and went down the stairs and toward the door. "I ought to be finished by around noon," I told Vern who was in the chair facing away from the door. "I can be back then." "Yeah," he nodded without turning around, "Great." I felt like something wasn't right until I noticed Gina's robe was on the floor beside the chair. She was giving him a blow job right there while I was walking out the door. How horny are these people? I walked out the door and started noticing how my jeans were sliding across the panties I was wearing. "God, how horny am I?" * 3 * I got back to the apartment early that afternoon not sure of what I was going to be walking into. I had time alone at the office, looking over at Vern's empty desk, to wonder what was going to come from this. Two guys, one girl. That usually causes trouble. I knocked. "Come on in," I heard Vern call. I walked in and went to the little living area. I was pleased to see they were both dressed. He was in jeans and a t-shirt, like I was. She was wearing another dress, probably because she now knew how much I liked it. This one was shorter than the day before. I took the empty chair while the two of them were on the couch. "OK," Vern started. "I understand how all this got started. Might not have happened if Amy's plane had been on time. Truth is, I'm glad it did happen. Gina and I have talked and I'm not worried about you two together at all, I guess any more than she is worried about us. Sex between the three of us is incredible, better than it has been for a while. After some talking we both admitted that. So, the question that remains is: How are you feeling about it?" I sat and thought about it for a bit, my main concern was how it would affect my working relationship with Vern, now he was putting that aside and it sounded like he was inviting me into their marriage. At least for now, perhaps that would go stale eventually. "I was most worried about us at work," I told him. "If we are good with everything, I am good. Let me be certain of what we are talking about, you are asking me to be a regular part of your sex lives, right?" "Yes," Gina answered. "It will be an interesting change, we all have sex whenever we like. Vern and I, you and I, or even you and Vern." "Um, on that," I was still a little leery of that. "I don't see myself kissing on Vern, or you know, touching him or anything." "If I want to give you another blow job," Vern asked straight-faced as if he were asking for the time, "would you let me?" I thought about it again. My instinct was to say no but I thought again. Did I really care who was sucking me off? He'd already done it once and I could close my eyes and pretend it was anyone I wanted. "Yeah, I guess I could do that." Vern grinned. "I think this will be a lot of fun," Gina pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them. She did it purposefully showing me the tiny pink g- string she was wearing under her skirt. I was beginning to wonder if the butterfly panties were the only ones she wore that weren't see through, because I could clearly see the little patch of pubic hair that she didn't shave off through them. I shifted in my seat to try and adjust my erection that was growing in my pants, which reminded me of the panties I was wearing. "One other question," Vern posed. "Did she really get you to wear her panties today?" I nodded. "Show him," she let one hand slip down her leg under her skirt and began stroking the inside of her thigh and panty. I stood up and walked over close to the couch. I undid my pants and pushed them to the floor. They both stared at my cock barely held inside the panty, most of it visible where the pattern left just the sheer fabric. I leaned down and reached between Gina's legs and stroked her through her panties. She shuddered, she was already soaking wet. I tried to ignore that it was Vern who reached out and stroked me through the panty. Gina had her eyes closed as I worked her, I wasn't ready to move her panty aside yet, though there wasn't much that hadn't already buried itself in her crack. "Chris," Vern started, his voice shaky, "have you ever worn a dress?" That caught me off guard, of all the things I thought could happen that question wasn't expected. I stood back up, Gina's eyes opened, pleading me to continue. Vern was still slowly stroking me through the panty. "Well," Fuck it I thought, "yeah. I used to wear some of my mom's and sister's things when I was living at home. I liked it but I haven't since I moved out." "Hmm," Vern was so intent on my cock I wasn't sure if he was actually listening to me. "Gina wanted me to wear her underwear before, I tried it once, but it just didn't do anything for me. Looks like she is going to like having you around, and so will I. Gina, do you think you might have a dress he could wear?" "Yeah," she answered, she was back to fingering herself again. "Why don't you two go upstairs and help him change clothes. If you don't mind I think I'd like to watch him go down on you right here on the couch. I think it will look like another woman going down on you and that will be incredible for all of us." I failed to see how me going down on Gina while I wore a dress would be incredible for me, except that I'd be in a dress which I was starting to look forward to again, and I'd be doing Gina again so I wasn't going to argue the point. Gina practically leapt off the couch, grabbed my hand and started to pull me toward the stairs. "Wait!" I almost fell. My pants were still around my ankles. I pulled them back on and allowed her to drag me upstairs. "I can't believe this," she was rushing into her closet, I could hear the hangers scrape as she was pushing through the clothes. "I was surprised when you didn't give more argument about wearing my panties today, but I thought it was because I had you short on time. Finding out about this is pure gold!" She emerged from the closet with a blouse and skirt. "I don't think any of my dresses will work. Too tight, too short. I want you to look sexy for this, not slutty. Well, maybe a little slutty." She turned to her dresser. "The panties are already perfect, we are going to spice it up some. Well, get your clothes off, except the panties. I don't want to keep Vern waiting." "You want me to go down on you again," I began undressing. "Well, yeah," she laughed. "But don't worry, you'll get yours too." She handed me something and started through another drawer. "Is this his fantasy or yours?" I asked and figured out she had handed me something of a black strapless corset with garters. I went about trying to get it on. "Both," she dropped what I was certain was a pair of black stockings on the bed. "I'd like to have a woman go down on me sometime just to see how different it is, if it is different. But you have quite the talented tongue." She stepped behind me and finished hooking the corset. Then she stepped closer and whispered, "You are actually better than anyone I've ever had between my legs, so I am looking forward to this repeat performance." I sat on the bed and worked the first stocking up my leg. They were just sheer stocking with a reinforced toe so I didn't need to be worried about seems being straight or anything. "It could just be that you were excited about sharing a blow job with your husband for the first time. "I suppose," she sat on the bed beside me watching me attach the second stocking to the garter. She handed me the blouse. "This might be a little tight, it is a little large on me." "Do you have anything that isn't sheer?" I could see right through the blouse, but I slipped my arms into the sleeves, which were too short. I folded the solid cuff up so it looked like it should be elbow length. Then I buttoned up the front. When I got to the button above the top of the corset, between the cups it barely made it, the gap between that button and the next one down gaped open. "Leave that one undone," Gina instructed. "It will look better." "It's not like having it buttoned is going to hide anything," I pointed out. "Just put on your skirt and hush," she handed me a black miniskirt. I pulled it up so the waist just overlaid the corset at my navel. The skirt was full and just long enough. "If you were wearing this last night I would have seen your butterflies," I teased. "If I was wearing this, you would have seen more than butterflies," she rubbed my butt through the skirt. "I'd like to put some make-up on you. When we go down stairs, we are going to start by kissing. I want to taste the lipstick on your mouth, I want Vern to see the shadow on your eyes, and so do I as you disappear between my legs." "How can I resist an offer like that," I followed her to the bathroom. She did just enough of a job that it would do for the fantasy. I looked like me with make-up on, not some girl. But this was helping a fantasy that was being built in everyone's mind. We walked downstairs and I reveled in feeling the skirt and stocking as we descended. We stepped into the living room, I was thrilled to be living out a fantasy I had longed dreamed about, I was going to make love to a woman while dressed as a woman. Without a word we walked to the center of the room and faced each other. I kissed her gently on the mouth and let her tongue reach my lips and get that taste she wanted. I caressed her body and felt her hands lifting my skirt. I heard a zip and knew Vern was pulling off his pants. I leaned back in and kissed her deeply while I reached up under the front of her dress. I could feel the flesh of the lips separated by the damp fabric that had buried itself there. My other hand slipped under her dress and found the little string that angled up toward her hip. I slipped my fingers under both sides and began working it down. I worked it slowly until it came loose from her butt and pussy and fell limp in my fingers then it dropped to the floor. I let her dress fall back down and tugged the front down exposing her breast within the bra for only a second pushing the strap off her shoulder and bared the nipple. I teased it with my tongue and sucked it into my mouth. I kissed it hard so I would leave a lipstick mark. Then I pushed her back onto the couch. She flopped down, her breast smeared with my lipstick showing from the top, her dress partly turned up but not exposing my destination. Yet. I stepped closer standing between her feet then gently raised my leg running my foot up the inside of her calf, then thigh, higher until my toes covered in the stocking touched her pussy. She groaned and stroked my leg. I couldn't maintain my balance long so I slowly brought my foot back to the floor. I got to my knees and slowly ran my hands up the inside of both Gina's legs. She opened them wide at my first touch. I started to lean in but hesitated. I looked back over my shoulder and winked at Vern who was slowly masturbating himself. Turning back to Gina, I slipped my hands under her ass and pulled her forward to the edge of the couch to my eager mouth. I took my time, less urgent than the night before, less distracted. I was aware of every move Gina made, her attempts to have me lick a certain place, push my fingers in or out, suck hard or soft. Her legs once wide apart we now wrapped around my back, her thighs pressed against my ears. When I finally allowed her to reach her orgasm she exploded with the pent up energy that had built up. Her legs slid off me as I cleaned her up. I pulled her dress back down, then moved to sit beside her on the couch. "Jesus," she slipped her breast back into the bra and pulled her dress back up. "Holy, fucking shit. That was amazing." "You'll have to tell me if you ever have a real girl do it how it compares," I adjusted my skirt. "I don't know if I could survive it if it were any better than that," Gina grinned. "I'd say Vern enjoyed it too." Vern was sprawled in the chair, his limp dick still clutched in his hand, cum splattered his shirt, hand and legs. "Since he looks to be out of commission for a while," she turned and kissed me. I wrapped my arm around her and she reached under my skirt. I was getting spoiled by all the attention I was getting, and I especially loved being caressed through the sexy panties. She moved from the couch and stood with my legs between hers. "Scoot down a bit," she instructed. I moved down and felt my skirt slide up in the back. I thought I should pull it down but resisted. Gina ran her hands up my legs, sliding them around, slowly moving toward and then under my skirt reaching up without pulling my skirt up. I was trying to breathe deeper, but the corset restricted me. It left me short of breath and even more exited. "I should have had you put the garters under the panties," she traced the bands across the bare skin of my thighs and then onto the panty. "but I think I can make this work." She worked under the skirt slipping a finger into the leg hole and worked the edge of the panty around eventually freeing my dick. "Hmm, this is nice," she was still feeling me through the panty rubbing my pubic area and lower stomach. I was aching wanting her to start sucking on me but as much as I teased her into waiting I couldn't begrudge her returning that favor. She gripped my cock and pulled it up, my skirt sliding against the head, but she didn't let it become exposed yet, didn't try and suck on it. Just slowly stroked me. Then she let me go and stood up. I was afraid she was stopping for some unknown reason. Instead she moved kneeling on the couch above me. She moved my skirt, positioned my cock and it disappeared under her dress as she lowered her self onto me. Slowly grinding against me she unbuttoned my blouse then started rubbing my nipples through the lace cups of the corset. I was bucking my hips up trying to make her move faster. I wanted my orgasm so badly. "Not yet," she gasped and got up, my dick thudded back against me. She turned her back to me and mounted me once again. Her hands on my stockinged thighs and began rocking back and forth on me. I lifted her dress in the back so I could watch her ass, see my panty and garters disappear under her. I wish I could have lasted a bit longer, and at the same time couldn't wait another second. Gina leaned back against me exhausted. I wrapped one arm around her stomach, I could feel the hem of her dress tickling my balls. Soon I would be slipping out of her. Vern had apparently recovered some. I had my eyes closed when I realized there was someone pushing my legs apart. Vern was on his knees leaning in to clean Gina and me up. Gina lifted her legs and I came out completely. I jumped when Vern sucked me into his mouth being so tender still. He took only a minute and moved to licking on Gina. She arched her back a bit leaning more on me. Satisfied he'd done his job Vern got up and left the room. I figured he needed to clean himself some. He definitely needed a clean shirt. "If you want to change," Gina shifted off me and back to the couch, "you can." "If you don't mind, I'd like to stay dressed like this," I reached down and fixed my panty then turned my skirt down. "This was a fantasy come true for me." "You can stay dressed like that all day if you like," she stood up and retrieved her discarded g-string. "This is done for the day, though. I'll be back." I sat there by myself for a few minutes going over the last twenty-four hours. This weekend was the strangest, kinkiest weekend I had ever experienced. Vern returned first and after checking to be sure the chair was clean sat there again. "I had no idea you like wearing women's clothes," he told me. "I had no idea you wanted to suck dick," I answered. It wasn't an accusation; we were both just admitting we were learning a lot about each other. We sat in silence for a couple moments. "Where do we go from here?" I finally asked. "Back to our normal life? Ignore what has gone on and go back to work like nothing happened?" "I don't know if I can do that," Vern shrugged. "We can wait until Gina comes back down, but I hope that you'll come back again." "Really?" I was honestly shocked. This was a first for all of us, a way to live out a few fantasies. Come back for more was not something I was expecting. I wasn't against it either. "Tell me what's going on in your head, I think we are beyond being embarrassed by anything." I realized my blouse was still unbuttoned and began closing it up again. "It started like we said, I was curious about giving a guy a blow job," he explained. "Then I found out I got really turned on watching you two have sex. Even more watching you as two women. And I liked cleaning you both up after. Believe me, I can't wait to fuck Gina again, I am not going to stop wanting to do that, but I hope to watch you two again soon too." "Maybe we ought to go dress shopping," came Gina's voice as she came down the stairs. "That outfit Chris has on is about the only thing I have that will fit him. What do you think Chris? Want to do some shopping with me? "Before you answer, I think I'll tell you some things," she went on. "You and Vern are so completely different. I was listening to you both talking from upstairs. I think you would like to keep coming back. I think you might enjoy being a part of Vern and me. As things stand I would be very happy screwing you both for the foreseeable future, but I think it would be a real bonus if I had Chris as my girlfriend as well." "So, what," I was trying to clarify what I thought I heard, "you want me to come over here and dress up as a girl sometimes and screw you?" Gina sat beside me on the couch, she was in the same dress but I have no idea what underwear she had on. "No," she took my hand holding it atop my skirt. "The sex has been amazing this weekend, I probably won't be able to walk right tomorrow, but I want more than that. I think we have found something special here. We can each fill a part that someone else needs. I think we ought to look for a new place where the three of us can live together." I looked over at Vern who was nodding. "That's a little fast, isn't it?" I looked back at Gina, "I mean we just did this and committing to sharing a place and everything?" "As you already know, Vern and I talked this morning while you were at work," she went on, "and we liked the idea. We've always liked you and the way things happened this weekend, well, we like you even more. We talked about hoping you'd come by more often and I suggested living together. Maybe I'm jumping the gun, but now with you liking to dress like a girl, well I really want it to happen now." "Me, too," added Vern. "Let's get through this week and see how things are," I reasoned. "Besides, your sister is still in town. I'm guessing you aren't wanting her in on this." "No, that would be too weird," Vern answered. * 4 * We spent the rest of that week as normal. I went over to their place later in the week and Amy was there. We all went out to dinner, movie, and club. We spent another day at an amusement park hanging out. Nobody would have thought anything other than two couples doing things together. After Amy left town Gina and I went shopping. I was just the guy that went along to carry her bags while we went from store to store. Oh, and it was my credit card that paid for everything. And the clothes all happened to be in my size. We started buying dresses, skirts and tops, and then rolled over to a lingerie shop where she bought a little of everything. I questioned her about buying some nightgowns and negligees but she assured me that being naked in bed all the time can get boring, we needed some things to spice it up. Last stop was shoes. Several pairs in multiple colors, heels varied in height and width. "I haven't ever worn high heels," I whispered. "I'll bust my ankle in some of those." "Don't be ridiculous," Gina grinned. "Your legs will look fabulous in them. We suffer for our fashion. You'll start with the lower, blockier heels and work up. Before long you'll be strutting in them like a pro." "As short as some of the skirts are that you picked, I might get arrested as a pro," I scoffed. "No worries," she kissed me. "You won't be standing on any street corners." Last stop was a make-up counter. Gina wanted to be sure I had all my own stuff. She told me we were going to have so much fun teaching me how to do make-up. And then we'd be having girl's nights. And, hopefully, we might even be able to go out together rather than just be at home. "Gina," I asked as I was loading everything into the trunk of the car, "why don't you have any girlfriends to do these things with?" "I don't know," she looked a bit sad. "I just don't seem to fit with other girls. I talk with some at work, even been out to lunch with some. But when it comes to getting together after work, I seem to get left out. I don't mind really. I am happy coming home to Vern, and now you too." I drove us to my apartment. Even though this stuff was all meant for our get-togethers they just didn't have any extra space. So it was going to stay at here until we found a place to share. Gina helped me cart it all in and find places to store it. She wanted me to put something on and try some new shoes but I was exhausted and begged for a reprieve. Instead we made love. It was different again. For one, we didn't have Vern right there. It was the first time we had sex without him around. At first I felt guilty about it, like I was sneaking around behind his back, but we had talked. And we might as well find out how things like this are going to be accepted before we move in together. And even if things fall apart, I have a dream extra wardrobe that I never would have been able to shop for myself. Gina dressed and left and I started searching for videos about putting on make-up. The next day I stayed home and practiced. I had a lot of fun trying different things. The next day I went to work and Vern suggested going out to lunch. We walked out to the parking lot and got in my car. "Where to?" I asked and turned the key. "Let's head to Manny's diner," he suggested. Manny's was a ways from the office but they were quick with the food so we'd be able to make it there and back in plenty of time. "Stop here," Vern pointed to an empty parking lot near a park. I turned in and stopped. "What's up?" "Gina told me about your shopping trip, and having sex back at your place," he turned to face me. "Oh, yeah," I was uneasy. "We talked about that, I thought it was ok." "Oh, she started telling me, I started fucking her," he went on. "I came as she described the orgasm she had. Now, I'd like you to tell me about one of your new outfits, and how you'll fuck her with it on while I suck your dick." He reached and started rubbing between my legs. Panicked I looked around to see if there was anyone nearby. "Vern, if a cop comes by we'll get arrested." He unzipped my pants. "Then make it quick." He ducked his head down and began sucking. "Oh, shit, oh," I couldn't believe this. There still wasn't anyone in sight. "Gina picked out this red dress for me. It has a short pleated skirt with a black stripe around the bottom. To go with it she found this little red lace panty and matching bra. The red high heels match nicely." He was really working my cock. "She said she couldn't wait to see me in it and reach up my dress and rub me through the lace." My head was starting to spin, I was close. "She couldn't wait to have you watch her put her head under my dress and blow me." That did it for me, I erupted into his mouth. He made sure I was all cleaned up and allowed me to zip myself back up. That was when I noticed he had been jacking off into a condom while doing me. He pulled it off, put himself away, then jumped out and dropped it in a trash can. "How about McDonald's drive thru?" he asked when he got back in. "We came out here just to do that?" I asked. "Well, I didn't want anyone from work to see us," he confirmed. "But now we need to be heading back. We can eat while you drive. I can't wait to tell Gina about this tonight." "I guess this is all going to work out," I headed for the street again. "I wasn't sure how things would go after Gina and I at my place." "We were honest with you," Vern responded. "No jealousy." * 5 * It took a couple months to get all the logistics in order. I had to get out of the lease at my place, they had to get done with theirs, we had to find a place and get moved in. We decided to rent a little house in the suburbs and that fit our style really well. The place was three bedrooms with two bathrooms. The third bedroom was converted into an office that Vern and I could both use to work from home when we were able to. I had a bedroom to myself, though I only used it on occasion. When this all started I had fairly long hair already, now I was set on not getting it cut so that it would be easier to restyle. I had a new routine. I got up and went to work just like normal every day but once I got home, well everything was different. I went to my room and stripped down. I'd pick lingerie to wear (I had false breasts I also attached), sit and do my hair and make-up, then my dress and finally my shoes. The first month it took almost two hours to get everything done, by the end of the second month I could be ready in forty-five minutes to an hour. We would have dinner together, watch tv. Sometimes sex would occur, but not all the time, maybe two or three times a week. Many things were tried and often one thing would lead to another. Sometimes lots of wine was involved again like the time Gina decided she wanted to try a double penetration. She insisted Vern enter her anally since he wasn't as big around, and I go in vaginally. Vern sat on the couch and Gina used some lube to grease his pole. Then she sat on his lap easing him into her, he may have been narrower, but he was longer. Once she was on him she leaned back. I lifted my dress and she guided my shaft into her. Once we were all positioned it took a while to figure out a rhythm that worked. It was strange feeling Vern inside Gina where I was. At the end we decided it was interesting but not something we needed to do a lot. Gina thought the anal was ok but we ought to try it for ourselves. Well, a few nights later, after a particular long evening of drinking, I had changed out of my dress and into a very sexy black lace negligee with a sheer panty that I knew Gina would love and crawled into bed. I was horny and wanted to fuck Gina bad. She was willing. She slipped my cock outside the panty and I was in her in a heartbeat. Vern was also horny and before I realized what was happening I felt my panty being moved across my ass and his cock positioned. I started to pull back out of Gina and he took that as me trying to get him into me and pushed, thank God he had lubed it. That actually pushed me back into Gina and when I couldn't go any further, he was in me. Even through the drunkenness it hurt, I gasped. Gina raised her legs up and Vern pushed himself further into me and me into her. The pain subsided some and I was aware of him fucking me and that movement was enough to stimulate Gina. I came in her and the tensing of my muscles sent Vern over the edge and I could feel him filling me up. I couldn't move, I lay there pinned between Vern and Gina. I was afraid Gina wouldn't be able to breathe with both of us on top of her. "Well, I guess it just wouldn't be right if my best girlfriend hadn't been fucked by my husband," Gina whispered in my ear. "But I really need you to move now." Vern moved off my back and I felt him slip out of my ass. I moved out of and off of Gina to the side. "Thanks," she took a deep breath, "so, what did you think?" "Well, it wasn't as bad as I thought," I answered as I put my panty back where it belonged. "I don't know that I'll be in any hurry to do it again though." "Do you want to try fucking Vern?" she asked. "If not I can get a strap- on and do him myself, but he really ought to experience it himself." "Were you two planning that?" I asked. "No," Vern answered. "We were going to talk to you about it, but I was watching that lace slide around your ass as you started screwing Gina and I just decided to try it. When you backed onto me, I thought you were going for it." "You surprised me!" I yelped. "I was trying to get out of the way!" "Oh," Vern gulped. "My bad." Gina giggled. "Look," I was a little upset and I could feel liquid seeping from my ass into the skimpy little panty I had on. I would need to get to the bathroom soon, and change, "we need to talk about these things first not just do it. I wasn't interested in doing that despite what Gina thought." I climbed off the bed. "Where are you going?" Vern asked concerned. "Bathroom, and then something clean to put on," I headed toward my room. "I'll be back." "Welcome to being a woman," Gina called as I left. We did discuss things more and nobody got bushwhacked by anything they weren't prepared for. * 6 * I sat back and looked at Jane sitting there on my bed, the bottle of wine was gone. "So," I started wrapping up my story, "we lived like that for about three years. The company we worked for got sold off and a bunch of us got laid off. We were able to hold on for a few months. I found a job in town and that kept us afloat for another two months. Vern found something in another part of the country. We moved out of the house, I haven't talked much to them since." "So, you just kept the clothes around as a reminder," Jane asked. "No," I smiled, "I still come home on many evenings and change. I still love wearing the lingerie, the dresses, the shoes, which I have gotten really good at walking in. Gina was right, just took time and practice. We had all been living together about eight months when she talked me into going out shopping with her as a woman. The first time was a disaster, someone spotted me for what I was right off and I was so upset that we went back home. But, she convinced me to build on that and we tried again a few weeks later. That went a lot better. We did several things together after that, just like girlfriends would. She took to calling me Chrissy whenever we were out together. Believe it or not, I enjoyed those times the most, when it wasn't just about the sex. Although, there were some times when we were out that Gina liked to get what she called 'dangerous'. Those times included having sex in places where we could get caught like bathrooms, changing rooms, parking lots. She even started hitting on guys at a club we were at one night." "Do you still talk to them?" "No," I confessed. "I think they may have split up after they moved. Not right away, but not long after. I tried to keep track, but one day I got a number disconnected. They both had my number, I'm kinda surprised neither has tried to call me. It's been four years since I've heard anything. I've given up." "One more question: How many times have you told that story?" she asked. "This is the fourth time," I admitted. "Once I didn't get to finish it. Twice the girl walked out as soon as I finished. There were also three attempts at a much shorter story. I try to judge just how much the girl is willing to listen to." Jane sat there just looking at me. I figured I was ahead of the game if she hadn't already left. "What are you looking for?" she finally started again. "That's another question," I teased. "OK, sorry. I'd like to find someone who I can be as open with as I was with Gina and Vern. I need her to accept me for my past, and for who I am, dresses and all. One day Vern, Gina, or both may get back in touch, and I will be happy to see them again. And if I have someone in my life I want that person to understand and be able to talk about things. We may just meet for dinner, or maybe they will want more. I will abide by whatever decision my partner and I decide on. I won't make an assumption. I am looking for Miss Right. I am ready to settle down into a real life, but in the course of looking I don't mind finding a few Miss Right-Nows. "I like you," I went on. "That's why I invited you back here. I didn't try to hide anything but thought we might have a few dates before you found my stash of women's things." "Sorry, bad habit of mine," she answered sheepishly. "But you sometimes find out more than the guy is willing to tell. It has served me well in the past getting away from some creeps." "You got more than you bargained for this time," I laughed. "True, but I think I'm glad," she answered. "One favor please." "Ask," I waited. "Please wait until at least our third date before you put on a dress or anything like that for me, ok?" "I can do that," I smiled. "Does that mean we will at least have a second date?" "Yeah," she reached back and unclasped her bra letting her breasts fall free again. "I think I could be as open-minded to discuss things as your old friends were. I can certainly think of worse things than you wearing a dress." I climbed back under the covers and she rolled toward me. We kissed. "Wait, forget the one question thing," she shook her head. "I do have other questions, if you don't mind." "I think I can handle it," I continued to hold her close. "Vern was blowing you at home, in parking lots, he fucked you at least once," she stared at me. "Are you still interested in having other men involved?" I relaxed for a moment making a little more room between us but didn't let go of her. "No," I explained, "Vern liked sucking cock and I guess I got used to it and didn't mind. He only fucked me that one time. I never wanted him to do it again and he never tried. Gina did get a strap-on and fucked him a few times. I wouldn't be surprised if I found out Vern had moved on to dating men. Wouldn't bother me, just not my choice." "Do you still go out as a woman?" she began tracing her fingers on my chest. "Yes, sometimes," I admitted. "Sometimes I go for a drive, or to a movie. I've even gone shopping on occasion. I don't go to bars or anything. It's tough picking up the kind of girl I like dressed like that. I'm pretty certain the ones I would attract would be as unhappy as a guy would be once they discovered the equipment under the panties." "I'll bet that's right," she laughed. "OK, one other question, then I think I'm done. Did Gina ever find a girl to go down on her?" "To my knowledge, no," I started playing with Jane's nipple. "She might have and not told us, or she might have after they left town. What about you? Ever been with a woman?" "Ha! Oh, I'm sorry," she covered her mouth. "My sexual life hasn't been anywhere near as interesting as yours. Lots of disappointing men but never enough for me to want to try women. Don't get me wrong, there have been a couple of talented lovers in my past, just not that many." "OK, just curious," I pulled her closer again and kissed her. Suddenly she pushed me away again. "Wait, stop, shit," she muttered. "Now you got my head spinning and I can't relax." She turned onto her back moving a little away from me, but she didn't make any move to cover herself, I took that as a good sign. "Two things," she giggled, "I can't believe I am going to ask this. Y'know I usually just let things happen. You've just gotten me so, so, ugh, I don't know." "It's fine," I tried to ease her, "I would have liked to have gotten to know you better before you got this whole story, but you kinda brought it on yourself. If you want to go to sleep, that's ok. If you want to leave, I understand, I just hope we can get together again soon." "No," she dropped her hands away from her face. "What I'd really like is for you to go down on me again!" she bit her lip. I smiled, "I can definitely do that." I slowly started pushing the covers off us. "And," she studdered. "And?" I moved to position myself between her legs. "And I think I'd actually like to have brunch with Chrissy tomorrow if you are up for it. I keep a clean change of clothes in the car in case I end up spending the night somewhere. So, if I can clean up here in the morning, we could go together. I know I said I wanted you to wait but all I can picture is you in a dress now and I think I really need to see for myself." "Hmm, let me think," I slipped my hands under her ass and lifted it slightly. I gave her clit a quick lick and suck. "Yes, I believe we could do that. You really want to jump to public rather than just give you a little show here in the morning?" "Well, I imagine you go through a lot to get ready, and I'd hate to put you through that and not do something," she wiggled a little beneath my chin. "I can always bail if I don't like what I see, but if you've told me the truth, I don't think I'm going to see anything that will make me regret my request." "OK," I nodded. "That's later, let me take care of the first order of business." "Mmm hmmm," she hummed and dropped her head back. "Oh, I have this gauzy yellow dress that I think would be perfect for brunch tomorrow," I was close to her pussy and knew she could feel my breath on her as I spoke. "Will you be wearing a dress or pants?" "Um, skirt and blouse," she answered. "Good," I kissed her. "I think we'll look spectacular tomorrow." We wore ourselves out for the second time that night. I woke up to the sun streaming into the room and a glance at the clock showed it was almost eleven. It was going to be a late brunch, I hoped. There was still the possibility Jane would change her mind. If she did, oh well, I like spending my Sunday as Chrissy anyway. I went to the shower and cleaned up. Once I was done shaving and washing I wrapped a towel around me and went to rouse Jane. "Hey, shower is open if you want to take one," I nudged her. "Yeah, I really need one," she groaned. "What we talked about last night, that wasn't a hallucination, was it?" "No," I grinned, "I'm getting ready for our brunch. Do you need your bag right away or can you wait a bit?" "Well, if you have a big towel for me, I guess I can wait a bit." "No problem, whenever you are ready for the shower head on in. I need to get my hair before it dries too much," I walked back to the bathroom. Jane came in stark naked and watched me for a moment as I wielded the hair dryer and curling iron. She turned the water on in the shower, waited to be sure it was warm enough and stepped inside. I finished my hair and moved on to doing my make-up. While I was camouflaging my eyebrows to make them look thinner and a bit more arched I heard the water turn off. She reached out and grabbed the towel I had left hanging there. By the time she stepped out I was adding the mascara. "Wow," she stepped behind me and looked at my face in the mirror. "That is quite a transformation." "Lots of practice," I finished one eye. "And patience, as I am sure you know. You can use the hair dryer. By the time you get done with your hair I should be close enough to done to be able to get your bag from the car for you." "What do your neighbors think seeing you come out one time as a guy, the next as a girl?" "Well, in the beginning a lot of them didn't realize they were seeing one person," my voice got weird as I applied the lip liner. "Once they did some distanced themselves, but most were okay with it I guess. Of course none of them got the story you got last night, just told it was something I liked to do." I started painting on my lipstick. "I've never known a guy that likes dressing up as a woman," she examined the dryer's controls ready to start her preparations. "Or perhaps you just don't know that you do," I faced her. "It is a lot more common than you think. Most don't take it as far as I do, but many dress casually at home, alone, hiding it from everyone. A lucky few have a partner that likes to share. I'm hoping to find one of those partners." She just nodded her head, flicked a switch and the noise was going to be enough to stop any further conversation for a while. I needed to get out of the bathroom anyway and finish getting ready. I stepping into my room and dropped my towel on the corner of the bed. I selected my lingerie for the day, a pair of white cotton panties, and a plain white bra. I wasn't trying to be conservative, just the dress I was wearing was a little on the thin side and the liner it had didn't do enough in bright sunlight. I attached my breasts, slipped on my bra and panties. I went to the closet and got my dress and shoes, a pair of tan sandals with a two inch heel. I slipped the dress over my head, it had just a ruffle of a sleeve at the shoulder, a round neck, and dropped to just above my knee. There was a belt at the waist which I fastened. I went back to the bed and sat and slipped my feet into my shoes. I keep my toes painted with a clear polish, not many people would ever notice it on a man, but many will look at the toes of a woman. Mine were well manicured. I picked up my towel and went back into the bathroom to hang it up. My heart was racing wondering how Jane would react. "You don't mind if I borrow a little make-up, do you?" she was sitting in my usual chair working on her face. She did a double take when she glanced my way. "I can't believe I had sex with you last night." "Several times," I pointed out. "True," she smiled. "I case you are wondering, I am looking forward to brunch." She turned back to the mirror. "Good, if you like I'll get you your purse and if you give me your keys I can get your stuff from the car." "Keys are in there somewhere," she stroked a little color over her eyes. "You've trusted me with so much, least I can do it trust you to pull my keys from my purse. Besides, if you go poking around in there I guess I owe you one." I left and found her purse. I didn't look for anything but her keys and once I had them I went out to her car. I pulled a small overnight bag from the trunk, waved to a neighbor couple that were doing lawn work and carried it back inside. "I'll put the bag on the bed, with your purse," I called as I placed both items. "Just come on out when you are ready." I went back to the living room to wait. I drank a glass of water and looked about to see if everything was in order. Jane didn't make me wait long. "Ready to go eat?" she asked. Last night she was made up for a night out. Dark blue mini-dress with a low neckline that showed off her assets. Dramatic make-up that accentuated her face perfectly. Today, she wore a denim button shirt with just a couple of the top buttons open, not enough to show cleavage. She had on a red skirt, printed like a bandana, shorter