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Halloween: After the Party- X Author's Note: Seems that there was room for a sequel by request. I was nervous as I approached the door to Starbucks. I could see my hand shaking as I reached for door handle. I don't know why I was so nervous; it was a first date, sort of. I mean we had already spent some time together. I had no problem at all spotting Terri sitting at one of the little tables. She appeared to have been here a little while already. She had a cup sitting on the table, a book which she was reading. I was pleased to see she was wearing a tan skirt that draped over the top of her knee, and a green blouse. She had boots on, it was a little chilly, and I couldn't tell if she was wearing hose of any type from the small gap between the top of the boot and the hem of the skirt. I stepped up to the table. "Hi, Terri." My voice broke a bit as I spoke. "Ed?" she looked up from her book. "Wow, you really look different. I don't think I would have recognized you at all. That is why I got here early. I wanted you to approach me. Why don't you get yourself something to drink and we can visit for a bit." "Do you need a refill?" I asked as I started to turn away. "No, I've barely gotten started on this one, thanks." I went and made my order the returned to join Terri. I barely got another hello out when they called my name to pick up my latte. "So, how have you been?" I began. "I spent all day yesterday thinking about you. I was hoping you would still want to get together after thinking about the party." "Yeah, I imagine you might have thought I would have second thoughts. But, it was everything about that night that kept me interested in meeting again. Tell me about what happened after you left the club." "Oh, you know, I got Jan home and into bed," I dropped my voice to almost a whisper. "That's it? She just went right to sleep?" she pressed. "Come on, I want the details, all the details. I went home and surprised myself. I kept thinking about watching you while I helped hold your dress up while Jan was sucking like a mad woman on your dick. And then she made that stupid comment and so I took over and finished you off. God you dumped a load in my mouth. I can't believe I managed to swallow it all and not spill it on my dress. So, I got home, I peeled that beautiful dress off and hung it in my closet, then I went and put a porn movie on, slipped the tiny little g-string panty to the side, it was the same color as my dress by the way just so you can get a good picture, and masturbated for an hour. I watched some chick on the screen going down on the guy and I could still taste you in my mouth. Even after the first orgasm I wasn't satisfied; I kept going and going until my fingers were numb. I was finally able to go to sleep. Now, are you all excited? That is what I want to hear." "Oh, my." I cleared my throat. She was right though; I was hard as a rock. "OK, well, she was content to ride along in the car and once we got to her house I walked her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. I started to leave buy she rolled onto her back and told me I owed her and that my new girlfriend said I had to pay up. She told me to take off the dress but leave everything else on. Then I had to help her get her clothes off, except her bra which she left on. I went down on her and kneaded her breasts while I drove her to her first orgasm. Then she told me to fuck her, so I pulled off my panties and fucked her good. She came again, then we came together. Over all it likely lasted about twenty minutes. She told me it was too late to go home and I needed to stay the night. I agreed and went and took off all my stuff, cleaned off my make- up, put on a nightgown and got back into bed. She said it was a great last time. Next morning I got up, got dressed, more like you see me here, and went home." "Very nice, good for you," she smiled. "She really said great last time?" I nodded. "I believe you," she sipped at her drink, "see, there could still be a lot of things at play here and I don't want to be worried about you running back to Jan if things get tough, and things always get tough somewhere along the line." I shook my head. "You're worried about the future and you haven't even decided if you want to go out with me yet?" "Oh, I'm pretty sure I want to go out with you," she went on. "I've actually already thought of a couple things I want to do. But if I had detected a bunch of bullshit when I asked you about the ride home or whatever, then I would have chosen to let it go, no pun intended." I had to think for a minute then remembered the Frozen princess costume. "I just realized," she grinned, "you said you put on a nightgown to go to bed. That was an interesting little detail that I almost missed. What was it like?" "Sort of a silk nightshirt, short, light blue." "OK, hmm," she started again, "are you wearing panties now?" I could feel my face redden. "Yes." I looked around to be sure nobody was listening in. "Tell me about them," she prodded. "What style, what color, why did you choose them?" "Are you always this, uh, this open when talking in public?" I sputtered. "I don't know anyone here, do you?" she flipped her hand around at the room. "Most of them are into their own thing. And if they are trying to listen in, well maybe it will feed whatever fantasy they need." "Well, I'm just not accustomed to discussing this sort of thing," I retorted. "You and Jan are the only ones I've shared this secret with and I can't believe I told you so quickly." "Well considering we met while you were in a dress I don't think you had a lot to confess. Only a fool wouldn't recognize that it wasn't a first time costume for you. Way too much time and effort went in it. Now, stop delaying, tell me about your panties." I took another big drink from my cup and looked around the area. It didn't look like anyone was listening so I scooted my chair a bit closer and started, "Well, they are a bikini cut, yellow with black lace accents that start at the hips and come to the front, but not all the way. The front, sort of a diamond shape is just plain like the back. They are nylon, or something, slick feeling but not satin or silk and anything expensive, I like the feel, though they are a little warm at times. They are one of the nicest pair I own that I felt that I could wear under these slacks and not be noticeable. And I thought you might like them if you saw them." "Very good, I can picture them and you in them." She shook her shoulders a little bit and smiled again. "You have the advantage in that you have seen me in the other ones," I objected. "All I've really seen in you in that large dress that obscured a lot of your figure." "Mmm, yes, that is true," she winked. "And when we leave here I think this skirt and blouse may give you a better idea, but still not enough for the detail I have of you. I have on a black thong, satin. You won't see it, at least not today. I like sex, but the other night was an aberration. I haven't ever done that before, never blown a guy in a parking lot, never taken over a blow job from another woman, or man for that matter. I am usually a lot more private with my acts than that. But a unique beginning can lead to an interesting story so we will see where it goes. Interested?" "I was interested before we walked out of the club," I informed her. "I was afraid that what happened in the parking lot might have destroyed that chance." "OK, have you got a decent suit?" she asked. "Yeah, I have one," I answered. "Do you like classical music?" she pressed. "I don't listen to it that often but some of it is ok I guess." "Would you be interested in going to the symphony this weekend with me? I was given a pair of tickets through work." "Sure, I can do that," I finally offered back a smile of my own. "I guess that means you have another occasion to wear a long dress. Some folks really dress up nice for those things." "Yes, that is why I accepted the tickets," she answered. "And you remembered what I said about long dresses. This will be good." We spoke for a while longer and set our plans for the weekend. When it was time to leave I walked her to her car and we shared a brief kiss before parting. * 2 * We talked off and on through the week by phone and finally the night arrived for our date. I wore my navy blue suit, the only one I owned. I walked up to her door and knocked. I was so stunned when I saw her that I almost forgot to give her the flowers I had brought. "Well, are you coming in or just going to stand there with your tongue hanging out?" Terri stepped away from the door letting me in. I watched as she went to a dining table where a small clutch sat. She wore a floor-length blue chiffon dress. The front had a plunging V-neck that showed the inside parts of her breasts, the back had the same V except a black strip that ran across her shoulders. I immediately coveted the dress and the woman in it. "So, what is the plan?" she asked. "I thought we would be having dinner at that steak place just across town, then off to the symphony, maybe a late night drink or dessert afterwards," I told her happy to have my head back together. "Sounds like a great plan," she turned to face me again. "I'm ready if you are." "Absolutely," I stepped back and ushered her through the door. Once it was locked I escorted her to my car, opened her door and closed it again, then hustled around to my side to drive us off to the restaurant. We chatted about inconsequential things during the drive; I kept glancing over at her, unable to keep myself from checking her out time after time. We got to the restaurant parking lot and I found a spot to park. As I started to get out she reached out and grasped my arm. "What's wrong?" I asked letting go of the door handle. "Tell me the truth," she began, "are you more interested in me or the dress?" "What?" that question confused me. "You kept looking at me over and over again on the way here. The dress is too long to see my legs, I know my boob is partly hanging out but my nipple isn't showing and trust me there is enough support built into the dress that I won't fall out, especially if I am sitting still, so I want to know: are you just interested in the dress or me?" "Wow," I shook my head. "You didn't strike me as the type to be worried about stuff like that. OK, yes, I love the dress, wish I could wear something like that, but I am just amazed that I am out on a date with someone as stunning as you. Especially with you knowing how I feel about dressing up that way." "Usually I'm not, but this is a bit different for me. A lot of different things are different but it bugged me for a little bit," she sighed. "OK, I'm ready. We are going to have a wonderful evening together. For the record, I think you look amazing tonight. Thank you." We had a wonderful dinner along with a couple glasses of wine, and then we went off to the symphony. Less than half the people there were dressed up the way we were. Many were casual: women in slacks or dresses they might wear to work, men in slacks and shirts without a tie. The rest were even more casual. I was disappointed, I like seeing all the women dressed up to the nines, but I was focused on my date and ignored everyone else who didn't fit in with my image of what the date was supposed to turn out like. We wandered around at intermission with a glass of wine drinking in the ambiance of the concert hall. It was the nicest venue I had ever been to, a lot different than the arenas that host the rock concerts I have attended. We stopped at a small bar after the concert that we were totally out of place in, but we ignored everyone and had a nice conversation over more drinks. Finally, I opened the car door and helped her out of my car. We walked up to her door and before I could say anything she turned and kissed me. It took only a moment before our lips opened to each other and our tongues became acquainted for the first time. I held her and felt the warm bare skin of her back beneath my hands. I massaged her a bit and slowly let them slide down feeling the wonderful material of her dress, it was hard to be sure but I didn't feel anything as my hand descended down her ass, no string, no band. No panties? It was hard to be sure from the layers of material, but I was aching to find out. I was already excited by the kiss but this seemed to drive me even further. The kiss ended. "I've had a wonderful time tonight, thank you for everything," she whispered as she pulled away from my arms. "Huh?" was all I could muster. "This was our first date, you didn't think that you were coming in, did you?" she asked in all seriousness. The image of her squatted down, her light blue gown billowed around her as she sucked me dry sprang to my mind. I quickly tried to dismiss it. "Oh, uh, no, of course not. First date, yeah, right. Well, I had a good time as well. Will you go out with me again? Maybe just a movie or something later in the week." She smile slowly appeared on her face. "You're sweet. I know you expected more tonight, but I want to get us back to something more normal for me." "Well, I do owe you one," I offered. "I would gladly offer my oral services and be on my way once you are satisfied if you like. I'd hate to think of you driving your fingers numb again." She laughed and covered her mouth. "Oh, you would do that for me would you?" she giggled again. "Well, have no fear, I am not in that state this evening. I think I will be able to get to sleep tonight. Thank you for your kind offer, perhaps I will take you up on it one day." She leaned in and kissed me again, this time quickly. I stood and watched as she unlocked the door and let herself in. "Good night" she whispered just before the door closed. I turned and walked slowly back to my car, hoping she would suddenly open the door and call me back. I got all the way back to my house before giving up that hope. I went inside and stripped off my suit. She might be able to get to sleep but I was a bit too worked up. I looked at myself in the mirror seeing my erection wrapped in the lace of the panties I wore. I went to the bed and laid down as I began caressing myself and before long had to pull my panty down and stroke until my chest and stomach were coated with my fluids. I lay like that for a few minutes until I decided to make my way to the bathroom and clean up. I grabbed a clean pair of panties and a nightgown and climbed into bed. I felt a bit better now. Tomorrow I would call Terri and we'd see where we go next. * 3 * We dated over the next couple weeks. Terri stayed the same path and I reached the point of not hoping for it at the end of each date. I'm not sure how she knew but right after that I walked her to her door and kissed her good night. "Would you like to come in?" she whispered, her hand on my chest, her nails lightly scratching my nipple. "Yes, sure, if you are ready to have me in," I stuttered. "Yes, I think it is time," she turned and opened the door. I followed her inside. "Would you like something to drink, I have a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge. You can open it, I want to change." She turned and left without waiting for an answer. I went to the kitchen and retrieved the bottle from the fridge. A search uncovered a corkscrew in one drawer and a couple wine glasses in a cabinet. I poured the wine and went to the living room. I set the glasses on the coffee table and sat on the couch and waited. About ten minutes later Terri flowed into the room. Flowed was the appropriate description as she had changed into a floor length white nightgown so sheer it was easy to see the tiny triangle of white panty that covered her pussy. Her breasts were still hidden by thicker material that covered them. Instant hard-on for me. "Ah, thank you," she picked up the glass and turned to sit. The gown floated all around her as she sat. I got a good look at her perfect ass as she descended, two thin lines that appeared at her hips and disappeared between her cheeks holding that flimsy panty in place. She took a sip, "I decided to take you up on your offer tonight." "My offer?" I tried to remember anything I might have said that night but nothing came to mind. "Yes, on our first date," she reached over and caressed the side of my face. "You offered to satisfy me orally." "Oh, yeah, I'd forgotten about that," I took another swallow of my wine. "Are you rescinding that offer?" she pulled her nightgown around her making the material tougher to see through. "No, of course not, not at all," I gathered myself. "I am more than happy to pay my debts." I leaned and put my wine glass back on the table. I moved from the couch to kneel on the floor and began slowly gathering her nightgown and sliding it up her legs. When I got to her knees I took her legs and turned them so she was mostly lying on the couch so I would have the room I needed without having to move the coffee table. More nightgown gathered as I move up her thighs. I white frothy mass now lay on her stomach; I lightly traced my finger around the panty. With the rest of her nightgown out of the way I could easily see through the panty to the folds of lips and a small nub of pink that was poking slightly through. Her breath caught as I ran my finger along that line. I slipped my finger in the edge of the panty and moved it off to the side exposing her treasure to my gaze and soon to my mouth. I lowered my head unwilling to tease her any longer and pushed my tongue between the folds and felt as well as tasted her warm wetness. I sucked at her clit and drew figures on it with my tongue. Each time I sucked at it her hips rose to give all she could to me. I slipped a finger inside her and gently stroke while I continue my ministrations with my mouth. I heard her breathing grow more rapid, I added a second finger stroked faster, sucked harder. I tried to look at her face but the pile of nightgown prevented me from seeing her. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around my head, grabbed my hair and mashed my face into her pussy. I pushed my fingers deep as I could and held them, I sucked hard and whipped at her clit with my tongue. "Oh, God!!" she cried out. After a moment her body started to relax. I eased my fingers out of her, slowly pulled myself free from her legs and hand which seemed to melt away. I sucked my fingers clean. "Oh, God," she moaned again. "I think you already said that," I teased. "I think you might have gotten short-changed on that deal," she snickered. "How could Jan let you go if you are capable of that?" "I told you, she isn't dependable as a lover," I moved and sat on the couch, lifting her legs and laying them back on my lap. I realized she was still pretty disheveled so I gently slid her panty back into place and pulled the nightgown back down her legs. "You didn't need to do that," she informed me. "It's what you did for me," I explained. "Yes, yes I did, didn't I," a grin rose to her lips. "You mind if I go wash my face off?" "What, you don't like smelling like me?" she giggled. "Of course not, bathroom is through the bedroom." I walked back and passed through her room. She had several dresses hanging on various things, most of them I had seen her in, some I hadn't. It didn't matter much to me, she was much smaller than me. I wouldn't be able to wear anything of hers anyway. I washed my face and went back to Terri. "Thank you," I told her, "I've had a wonderful time tonight." "Are you leaving?" she sat back up, her nightgown still draped across much of the couch. "Well that was part of the deal," I remembered. "I satisfy you and go home." "I don't want you to keep that end of it," she licked her lips. "I'd like you to come over here. I'm wondering if you are wearing panties tonight and what they might be. But I don't want you to tell me, I want you to show me." I didn't have to be asked twice. I walked back over to the couch and stood in front of her. I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants and slowly ran the zipped down. I watched her eyes begging me to hurry but I was enjoying this. It was the first time I had been with a girl, except Jan, that not only knew of this but was encouraging it. Maybe one day she would like to see me in a dress again, but at least I had this. At last I let my pants fall away. She reached out and traced my cock through the light green panty I wore. It was a string bikini, my favorite type that had a wonderful feel to them. "I can almost see through it," she uttered as she traced a vein, "but they are a bit too dense. If they were flat against you I bet they would be really hard to see through. You're dick makes it sexier I think." She laid her hand flat against me and rubbed. I felt it swell a bit more. She ran her hand down and massaged my balls. "I like this," she commented. She continued touching me as she explained. "I know that night I told you to wear panties on our first meet-up. I wanted to see what you would do and say when I asked. I'm a little sorry about that conversation, I wanted to really push you to see if you were just after the girl who would blow a stranger. Anyway, I started thinking about you in panties as we dated and wondered if I would truly like it." She pulled the top of my panty down and wrapped her fingers around my rod. "But I've decided I do like it, I think I like it a lot." She leaned in and began gently sucking and licking my cock. "Come on." She stood, still holding my cock, let's go to the bedroom. "Better let me get my pants off first, I'll never make it like this," I answered. "Yeah, you do that," she let go of me but waited. I pulled my panties back up and sat on the couch. Got my shoes, socks and pants off then stood and Terri took my hand and led me to the bed. Before we climbed into it she turned and pulled my shirt off over my head, then she raised her arms. I reached down and again began gathering the material and pulled her nightgown up over her head. I watched as her breasts bounced down as they were released. They looked perfect to me, two small round globes with a little pink nipple adorning each. I tossed the mass of nightgown aside and bent to suck on one. Terri let me kiss the one and fondle the other breast while she pulled the g-string free and dropped to the floor. She pushed my panty down enough to let my cock stand free. Then she pulled away and climbed onto the bed. I followed and she made it clear she was done with foreplay. She threw her legs around me as I crawled toward her and immediately pushed her twat at my cock. I moved to line up and she reached down to finish the alignment. I slowly slid inside her. As I slowly stroked in and out she reached down and grabbed the panty I still wore and pulled it up on the backside covering my ass again. I drove in and out using just my hips. She ran her hands over my body; I felt her fingernails lightly rake up and down my back. She kept venturing back to pull at my panties. My breath starting coming quicker and she began moaning. I shoved harder practically trying to crawl inside her. She squeezed me with her arms and legs and I exploded. We lay tangled together for many minutes without moving. My head felt as though it were spinning just a bit. Her hand started lightly caressing me again; a chill ran up my spine. I gently rolled off Terri and lay beside her, she rolled toward me draping her hand across my stomach. After a moment she looked down and then pulled my panty back into place. "That was wonderful," she whispered and kissed my nipple. I jumped. My whole body was sensitive. "Oh, yeah," I swallowed trying to get back into my right mind. "I see you're one of those talkative types after sex," she teased. "I can't even think straight." "I'll take that as a compliment," she snuggled closer. "Can you stay the night?" "I'll stay as long as you like," I mumbled. "Good. I'm sorry I don't have a nightgown that will fit you." "That's ok, I don't think I'll miss it tonight." It took only moments before we were both asleep. * 4 * That marked the beginning of the end: the end of our independence. If I wasn't at work, I was with Terri. We spent every night together at her place. I would stop by my place after leaving work and pick up more clothes for the week. She had me wearing panties every day under my regular clothes now, which I didn't mind in the least. I always worried that someone would accidently see and I'd be embarrassed and harassed. Now, I didn't care. Terri liked it and that was enough for me. I was also wearing nightgowns again. At first Terri seemed a little off about it but it took less than a night before she decided she liked them as much as my panties. But, I hadn't moved any of my dresses from my old place and I was going to have to address that soon. We had decided to let the lease go on my place. I would be clearing out soon and I didn't want to get rid of a collection that had taken me so long to accumulate. We climbed into bed that night, me in a pair of blue panties with my blue nightshirt, she in a pink silk nightshirt. We snuggled up together in the middle of the bed under the covers. I kissed her, and then "I need to talk to you about something." "You can talk to me about anything," she kissed me back. "I'll be cleaning out the rest of my place soon, and while there are some things I am going to sell off, there are things I need to bring here." "Of course, we'll find room for whatever you need. How big is it?" "Well, it is more but how much?" I hesitated. I don't know why this was a problem for me. She met me in a dress, a borrowed dress, but she must have known that I had more. "I have my other clothes I need to bring over. My dresses and things." "Ah, I wondered when we would get to this," she nodded but didn't pull away. "So, how big is this collection? A couple, a few, a closet full?" "Oh, twelve to fifteen dresses, about half a dozen more nightgowns, and other lingerie." "Wow, I guess I should have guessed by the collection of panties you've been wearing the last week that you had quite a bit," she closed her eyes for a moment. "OK, I can move some of the things from my closet to one of the others. And we are bringing your dresser here anyway so you should have room for your unmentionable." She said it so matter-of-factly that I was let a little stunned. "Uh, great, thanks. I was worried a little." "Well, it will prove interesting," she remarked. The next day I decided to take a plunge and move all my clothes over. I was able to wrangle my dresser out on my own, fortunately I lived on the first floor. I got to Terri's, um I mean our, place and carried the drawers in one at a time and stacked them on the floor of the bedroom. Terri helped me get the rest of the dresser in. We rearranged the bedroom to make it work, I started sliding drawers back in. "You think you might wear this one tonight?" Terri asked holding up a light blue silk nightgown with lace sides that she had pulled from one of the drawers still on the floor. "Sure, if you want me to," I answered. "Do you wear a panty with this, or not," she continued inspecting it. "Why don't we let it be a surprise?" She looked at me for a moment, then turned and laid it out on my side of the bed carefully laying the thing shoulder straps across the pillow. She went to her dresser and pulled a long white nightgown from her dresser and positioned it on her side of the bed. She turned and started sorting through her closet. "Why don't you go get the rest of your clothes now. I'll have a section of closet ready for you when you get back." I started to say something, to ask if everything was still good. It seemed obvious it was but her voice seemed so bland about it, like this was an everyday event, helping you boyfriend put away his lingerie and dresses. Instead I just decided to go. I got back to my place and gathered my dresses. They were all that was left of the things I was taking with me. Terri and I were coming back here to sell everything else off. It seemed stupid to put that much faith in a new relationship, but I felt confident that this was it. I walked back into the bedroom we now shared and laid my dresses at the end of the bed, away from the nightgowns still laying there waiting for our bodies to fill them. "Let me," Terri called as she came back into the room. "I've been snooping through your things while you were gone, I want to check out your dresses. Just hand them to me one at a time." "OK," I pulled the first off the top and handed it to her. I watched her check it out then deposit it in the closet. One after another I handed them over, each one she took the time to look it over, then sorted it into the closet. "Not bad," she cranked her neck around. "Boy, I'm tired. I think I am ready to go to bed. How about you?" "Sure, I'm ready if you are." She grabbed her nightgown and went into the bathroom to wash her face. I stripped down and slipped my nightgown over my head. It felt nice as it slid down my body. I liked this nightgown a lot, it was a lot more feminine than the ones I had been wearing here. While they were nightgowns, they were nightshirts mostly. Silky, but not lacy, not cut like they were made for breasts. This was the most feminine thing I had worn to bed with her. I pulled the covers back and slipped under them and waited for her to return. A few minutes later she emerged looking amazing. Even with her face scrubbed clean she looked incredible. It didn't hurt that her nightgown seemed to shimmer and her nipples stood rigid beneath the thin material. She climbed under the covers and put her arms around me. "This is new to me," she started. "But I have so enjoyed you in panties that I think I'll like this as well." I didn't say anything, instead I caressed her breast. She slowly ran her hand down my back until she reached my ass. Her eyes met mine and she grinned. "Nothing!" She continued her exploration; I decided to mirror her moves letting my fingers slide along the silkiness of her nightgown. She traced across my hips weaving along the lace pattern there until she reached my cock pushing the gown away from my body. I pressed in against her, pushing her nightgown between her legs. She had realized what I was doing and now instructed me with what she wanted by doing it to me. While her one hand wrapped my nightgown around my shaft, her other hand began tracing my nipple through the gown at my breast. I continued rubbing her clit through the nightgown and pinched and teased at a nipple. Before long we were both panting and pulling at the other's nightgown trying to get at each other's sex. She won the battle and leapt on top of me. Her nightgown cascaded down her body until it puddled against my blue nightgown now gathered around my waist. She rocked on my cock and I grabbed at her breasts wanting to pull them free and suck on them. She placed her hands on my breast, still covered by my nightgown. I filled her and I saw her face take on the ecstasy of orgasm. Then a smile. She lay on top of me. "Yes, I am going to like this, too." * 5 * The next morning we got up, peeled off our nightgowns and tossed them into the laundry. I got in the shower and started washing off waiting on Terri to join me which she finally did. We played a bit in the shower until I finished and climbed out to give her room to complete her tasks. I returned to the bedroom and found my tan wrap dress lying on the bed. "Terri, I think my dress would be a little big on you. I mean I wear a 12 and you wear a 2." "I want to talk to you about something. Give me a minute, I'll be out." I went and grabbed a pair on panties and slipped them on. I was trying to decide what to do next when Terri appeared wrapping her hair in a towel, her body already swathed in another. "I have a company Christmas, oops, sorry, Holiday party coming up," she started explaining. "I was thinking about skipping it but now I've decided I want to go. It is formal and I need a new dress. I thought it would be nice if we could go dress shopping together." "OK, but why is my dress out?" "Well, I thought it would be more fun if you dressed up like you were on Halloween. I checked you out in the shower, you don't need to shave anything, you're still smooth." She leered at me standing there. "Oh, wait," I felt my heart starting to beat faster. "The only times I have gone out dressed up is on Halloween. If something happens, well, everyone dresses up as something. So what?" "I told you I watched you that night, remember?" she went and pulled underwear from her dresser. "You didn't participate in the costume contest, you used the ladies' room, you weren't a guy in a costume, you were living your feminine self. And I find I am more and more attracted to being with both of you. I'd like to spend a day with that woman I met at that club." "You figured it out though, right?" I argued. "You knew I was a guy. Other people will figure it out." "You intrigued me because I wasn't sure and if it hadn't been a Halloween costume party I might not have even looked twice," she tried to explain. "It wasn't until you saw Jan making out with that guy that I decided I needed to know for sure, and it gave me the excuse to approach you. Please, do this with me today. I will make it worth your while." She pulled the towel loose and let it drop to the floor. She smiled as she saw my panties start to shift with the growing hard-on. "Oh, God, I can't believe I am going to let you talk me into this," I moaned. "OK. We'll try it." She clapped her hands and charged me, hugging me. "Don't worry," she squeezed me through the panty, "I'll take care of this for you later." She went back into the bathroom singing something beneath her breath. She was so happy, and I was terrified. I went to work getting everything together again. I put on a bra and slipped the breast forms inside, a few adjustments and I felt they looked passible. "What's the weather supposed to be like today? Cold or warm?" "A little on the chilly side, why?" Terri answered. "Trying to decide if I need to wear hose," I told her. "I am going to," she called back. "I think it is supposed to be a little overcast and breezy." "Good enough for me," I went and pulled a couple balls of nylon from the drawer. Nude or black. Definitely doing pantyhose rather than tights. At last I decided on the nude. I sat and got them on. I entered the bathroom and saw Terri sitting there putting on her make- up. She was clad similar to me: bra, panty and pantyhose. She glanced at me but didn't say anything. I stood at a different mirror and began putting on my make-up. Finally, we were both ready. She put on a long sleeved read and black color block dress. It fit her body like a glove. The black pattern made her waist look even narrower than it was. It wasn't quite knee length. "You look amazing," I complimented her. "Considering what I started with versus what you started with, I'd have to say you are the amazing one." "Let's just hope nobody figures out what I started with," I picked up my purse. "Shall we?" We went to the first store and dug through dresses. Terri tried on a couple but nothing seemed to strike a chord for her. I wandered around while she changed and looked to see if anyone was watching me. We left there and went to the next place and it was more of the same: her trying a couple dresses, me acting paranoid. Terri suggested we get some lunch. I agreed but I was scared to death. She asked for the table, ordered us each a grilled chicken salad and a couple glasses of Chardonnay. "Maybe this will help you relax," she chastised me. "If you stop acting like you have something to hide then people probably won't look at you like you are hiding something. I thought today could be a lot of fun but you are driving me crazy and sucking the fun right out of it. If you don't relax I think maybe we ought to just go home after lunch and I'll go look for a dress by myself later." We sat there in silence for several minutes. I felt like crap for disappointing her but here I was sitting in a restaurant in a dress in the middle of the day. I had been wandering through a couple stores and... nothing bad had happened. What if nothing bad continued to happen? Something bad could happen, but something bad could happen no matter how I'm dressed. I looked across the table at Terri. She was studying her salad intensely, obviously trying not to convey her disappointment in me beyond what she had already said. "Cathy." "What?" she looked up confused. "Cathy was the name I always thought I should have when I went out for Halloween. Nobody ever asked because it was a costume, so I always just answered Ed, like I did with you, but Cathy always felt right to me. If you still want to look some more I think it best if you use that name when you talk to me." A smile crept onto her face. "Really? You think you can relax and enjoy the day with me?" "Yes, I am going to give it my level best," I offered my glass. She lifted her glass and clinked it against mine, "Alright Cathy, let's have a great afternoon." We finished our lunch and went to the next store. I took a much more active effort in helping her find a dress. She insisted I try one that she found in my size. I thrilled at going into the changing area with her, and trying on the formal gown but in the end it wasn't one that I really liked. I found that finding just the right dress for a special occasion like an office party was a lot more difficult than I expected. After three more stores Terri still hadn't found the right dress so we decided to go home. Once at home and the door closed behind us Terri wrapped her arms around me. "Thank you!" she squeezed me tight. "Once you got your head on straight the day was everything I had hoped it would be. And, I believe I made you a promise." She slowly sank down to her knees sliding her hands down my body as she went. Once below the hem of my dress she began caressing my legs higher and higher sliding atop the pantyhose. She pulled them back down and raised my dress up. "Would you please hold this for me, Cathy?" I took my dress from her holding it up, exposing myself, though still covered by panty and pantyhose, but I expected it wouldn't remain that way too long. Again she began sliding her hands over my legs, my butt, and my cock. She reached higher and pulled the top of the pantyhose down until they were a roll just at the top of my legs. "I think I like you in stockings better," she spoke as she started rubbing me through the panty. "You have no idea how much I was thinking about wanting to do this during the afternoon, but pantyhose can be such a pain." She peeled the panty down adding it to the nylon, my cock sprung out toward her face. She held it and slowly licked it up its length. I squeezed the material in my hands and pulled my dress a bit higher as she slowly engulfed me. She took her time driving me to levels of excitement then calming me down again. I was practically begging her to bring me to the ultimate release, but as much as I wanted that, I didn't want it to end either. She brought me on again and this time didn't stop, I couldn't resist. I let go of my dress with one hand and wrapped that hand around her head. I held her head as I erupted. "Sorry," I fingered her hair, releasing her head. "No problem," he worked at putting me back together. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." She pulled my dress from my hand and laid it back down again. "Don't think you are getting this treatment every time you put on a dress!" "Oh, no, of course not," I stumbled to a chair and sat down. "But it certainly has been a great incentive to leave home." "Well I am sure over time there will be other incentives," she came and sat in my lap. She leaned and kissed me. I somehow had forgotten that I was still wearing make-up until I tasted the mix of our lipsticks. I reached up under her skirt as we kissed. Pantyhose are a pain but I did my best. Next morning I woke first. Terri was asleep on her back; her nightgown had collected around her waist. My first thought was to wake her by giving her a special kiss now that pantyhose were not going to be a problem. Instead I decided on something better. Almost an hour later I emerged from the bathroom. Terri was still asleep so I sat on the edge of the bed and lightly traced my finger between her legs. "Mmmm," she began to stir and spread her legs further apart. "I like waking up this way." She let me continue for another minute without opening her eyes. At last she turned her head and looked. "Cathy?" "I thought since part of the day was a bust yesterday, we ought to take another run finding you a dress today," I smiled. "When we get back I'll make it worth your while, but I don't want to mess up my make-up right now. Spent too long getting it right." "That would be fabulous, thank you!" she gushed and began trying to get out of bed. "I haven't done anything yet, I said later." "No. Thank you for suggesting this trip," she explained. "I can't tell you why this means so much to me because, well, I don't really understand it myself. I just feel so special right now. So, where will we go?" I was thinking we ought to head to those outlets outside of town. Who knows? I haven't been out there before." "Sounds good, I'll be with you quick as I can." A while later we were in the car driving across town. "It's funny," she started, "I never thought I would look so hard at a rear end in a dress, but I watched you walking out to the car and I know you chose to wear stockings today instead of pantyhose. The dress hangs just a bit different." "Yes," I admitted. "After what you said yesterday I thought just in case it might be interesting so I grabbed a pair of thigh high stockings. You know, the kind with the wide lace top that don't need a garter." "Yes," she stared hard down at my legs. "And I am surprised to say I'm getting a little horny." A moment later she continued, "Speaking of horny, do you think we should stop there?" I looked over and saw we were passing an adult lingerie and toy shop. I was a bit taken aback. "Is there something you are looking for there?" "I don't know," she started. "I was thinking about you actually. Do you want me to get something, you know, an attachment? A strap on?" "What?" I felt the hairs on the back on my neck stand up. "I wondered if you wanted me to fuck you some time? Maybe give you a dick to suck on? I don't know, I just want to be sure you are getting what you want too." "Oh," my hands were shaking again. "Listen, please, yesterday was a big step for me. Going out in public, even though it wasn't the first time, it still sort of was because it wasn't Halloween. But, just because I like doing this, doesn't mean I want to be treated like a woman in bed. Having said that, if it is something you are interested in, I would be willing to try it with you." "Maybe I'll want to one day," she slid her hand up my skirt a little caressing my thigh as I drove. "For now, I think I'm good with the way things are." We found our destination and began another search for the perfect party dress for Terri. Of course it had to be long so that helped to eliminate a lot of useless trials. We hit three stores, had a late lunch and then we finally found what we were looking for in the first one after lunch. I came out of one on the changing rooms in a black floor-length gown. A silk sash wrapped around below my breasts which were covered in a black, above them the material turned sheer, as was most of my back and the sleeves that ran to my elbows. The multi-layered skirt flowed to the ground in silk, tulle, and taffeta. It was a gorgeous dress but when I saw Terri I gasped. She stood in front of a mirror in a white gown, it was strapless and glittered across the bodice, below it flaired in layers like mine except in white. She was glowing. "I think this is the one," she stated. "I would definitely agree," I sighed. "You look absolutely gorgeous." She turned to face me, her face beaming with a smile until she saw me, then it changed. "Oh my God! That dress is perfect on you! You have to get it." "And do what with it? Wear it around the house on Saturday afternoon? It is too expensive to buy for just that." "Wear it to my party!" she gushed. "You want Cathy to go to your office party, be introduced to the people you work with?" I shook my head. "Have you given any of this any real thought? How do you explain Ed showing up one time, or Cathy another? What happens if this really works out and we decide to get married? Don't you think it will be a bit strange the Cathy disappears and a guy you haven't talked about shows up at the altar?" "Actually, yes," she admitted. "I have been thinking about this. I didn't think there was any way I could ask you to do it but now that I've seen you in that dress I feel like you have to. Have you been thinking about marriage?" "Well, things have gone so well, that it has crossed my mind, but that is later. Right now we have to get through this." I walked over to her, the dress swishing around my legs. It felt wonderful and made my objections tougher to make. "Look, so far we haven't met anyone else that is part of the other's life," she reached out and took my hands. Our dresses mingled together as we stood close. "I have friends, not close friends, but people I talk with. I would walk away from any of them if they had a problem with how I choose to live my life. They can meet Cathy at this party, and maybe they'll meet Ed at some function, and if they connect the two I'll tell them the truth and if they don't like it I can try and find friends who can. You are my life now and I can't believe I have fallen so hard for you. But I need to be with all of you: Ed and Cathy." I felt my eyes starting to well up and feared a tear would run mascara down my cheek. I tilted my head back and willed them back inside. "My dear, I can't believe you feel that way about me. You are so special; I never thought I would ever meet someone that could accept this side of me. I have hidden it for so long, and you have beaten through the wall I've built and dragged Cathy kicking and screaming into the daylight and I am so grateful for that. If I can rely on your strength to get through then I can also lose people who are friends that aren't able to accept us. I believe we can build a life together with supportive people around us." "Did we just propose to each other?" she laughed and a tear did escape her eye and roll down her cheek. "I'm not sure, but let's say we didn't," I wiped the tear away. "I would like to plan on doing that myself the right way one day. We hugged and held each other for several minutes. It sounded like static as the dresses rubbed against each other. "So, you have a choice," Terri finally spoke. "You can buy this dress for the party, or buy a tux. But you are definitely coming to it with me." I released her and stared at her for a moment. We both knew there really wasn't a choice. Terri got changed back into the dress she had been wearing and came to my changing room to help me out of my dress. But once it was hung up her true reason for coming in became apparent. She leaned over and pulled her dress up over her hips, she was wearing nothing. I had just gotten my dress back on so I lifted the front, pulled down my panties and slipped inside her. It was quick and we tried to be quiet. She handed me a tissue from her purse and I was able to clean up and get myself together. She pulled more tissue and her panties from her purse and got herself together as well. We took our dresses and headed for the checkout. "Did you get everything you needed?" the cashier asked Terri as she laid her dress on the counter. "Oh, I certainly did," she purred. I nearly choked. The girl gave us both a quizzical look but went on checking out her dress. Then I went through the process. We finished there and went home. * 6 * Three years later I find myself standing at the front of the church watching Terri march down the aisle in a white satin strapless mermaid wedding gown. She looks gorgeous and aside from the dress, she is wearing a huge smile. I can tell she is pleased and that is good. Neither of us had seen what dress the other had chosen for the wedding. Of course my dress had to have a big full skirt, and sheer shoulders and sleeves. It is more structured than the black dress I wore to that company party so long ago, but I had gotten so many compliments that night that I had to go with a similar style. We lost a few friends over those first few months after that party but was surprised to find we made many new ones. I looked out over the faces of the guests in attendance. There were perhaps thirty to forty people here but they were all good friends. By my side Jan stood in a peach dress. I felt I chose a dress style that would look good on her. I don't need the bridesmaids need to look funny to make the bride look better, my bride looks amazing. Debbie, a friend of ours, acting as Terri's maid of honor was dressed in a similar style dress. I had officially changed my name to Edward Cathleen so that both would appear on the marriage certificate and be used in the ceremony. The day passed in a flash and after all the planning and preparation I found the only thing I really remembered about that day was seeing my bride walk toward me, and walking back out together.