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Across The Lake Part 3 free porn video
Continued from Chapter 2
As I watched Bill taillights disappear I wondered if I did the right
things, should I have done something more (or less), asked him to stay?
Here I was all nervous again but now for different and opposite reasons.
I teared slightly as I stood on the front patio still in my wig, makeup
and nightgown. Then my belly grumbled and I knew the bathroom was too
far. I threw up all over the flower garden and then ran for the bathroom
before it hit again. I threw off my wig and kneeled down as my insides
churned over and over. I saw the bowl fill with everything I ate, drank,
and simply swallowed that evening. Still there I sat back waiting for the
next heave but thinking about how I had soiled my panties earlier. Ummm
those were some erotic sensations and my thing tingled and grew . I
lifted my nightgown off and played with my still sensitive and erect
nipples. Oh, the feelings were still good as I visualized what Bill had
done to them earlier. My one hand slipped down inside my panties and I
soon was dribbling little cummies into the water.
As I cleaned up I wondered if that's where was my life headed. While Bill
had control, I had deep confusing thoughts:
* I had relations with women, but they never lasted
* I always liked dressing but didn't consider myself gay
* I always thought I was average sized (until I held Bills thing)
* I did enjoy dressing for him ....... And talking to him as well
* He made my cream my panties, untouched!
* I enjoyed the femmine control I had with him in my mouth
* Being forced to swallow his seed was perplexing ..... even though it
did not stay with me long
I tossed and turned a lot before falling asleep.
A text woke me around 9 saying was last night wonderful and he hoped I
enjoyed it as much as he did. As I thought about the all the time I spent
hugging the throne - the proper reply was "it was fun" followed by nice
to meat you, and I'm starved.
I dragged my ass out of bed, put on a pot of coffee and started cleaning
myself up in a hot shower as I smelled from all the sex. Getting out of
the shower I walked naked sans for a robe into the kitchen and was
shocked to find Bill there. What / how /why, I was speechless as he
poured me a big mug of hot coffee and gave me a tight hug. He also had a
big bag of takeout breakfasts from a restaurant on the lake. We went on
the deck and feasted on huge loaded omelets, home fries, biscuits,
sausage gravy and fruit cup. When he told me I needed to slow down to
maintain my figure, I smiled and just thought about what he put me
through yesterday. If men only knew the sacrifices made for them!
After eating I slipped into some tight low rider jeans, a tee shirt and
some glitter flip flops, and came back with full cups of fresh coffee,
for more conversation. After all I had no makeup or wig on, and ok I
looked like heck. But breakfast was what I needed. We talked forever and
grew even more comfortable with one another. I wondered why I felt this
way - I Don't know why I enjoyed talking with him - But I did and I felt
good about it. Maybe it was simply the food I needed, but still I
wondered.
He had things to tend to and left before noon with a simple peck on the
cheek. I felt less than ok, and spent the rest of the day finishing the
lawn, washing my car, and cleaning the house. But all the time I wondered
if he had binoculars or a telescope spying on me. I so wanted to call and
ask him - but I didn't dare. Sunday evening as the sun was settling , I
went out to the grill to cook a ribeye, and a saut? of sliced vegetables
when a text popped up telling me my jeans look great ........... My reply
was "THANKS .... but I suppose I should look at outdoor curtains, plants
or maybe even a hedge". I sat outside eating and wondering why he was so
obsessed with me. There were a few gay clubs in town, why me and out
here? Tomorrow started another work week, so I read the newspaper,
showered, slipped into my gown and went to bed early.
Work started with a frenzy and didn't let up all week. It was meeting
after meeting, and deadlines and the dreaded people issues. I was
frequently looking at my phone for missed calls or txt's, in fact a woman
at work told me that I looked like a teenager always checking my phone.
On Wednesday I got a call from a client requesting my help at their
office 200 miles away, asap. I drove over late that afternoon, got a room
and dinner, that way I could help them first thing in the morning. After
dinner my phone rang and I blushed as it was Bill wanting to know if
everything was ok, if I needed anything and why was my house dark. I
crossed my legs and grinned and asked why? Do you miss spying on me while
I'm dressed that way, or do you watch me when I cut the grass too? He was
in stunned silence. I finally told him I was in a hotel - wearing a pink
bra and matching thong panties, and stroking my nipples and wondering why
I hadn't heard from you. He was speechless and the apologized. I just
kept stroking my nipples and listened to him grovel - this feeling of
femmine power was so going to my head and I was loving every minute of
it. I told him I would be back late on Thursday night after working all
day. He convinced me to call him during the drive, just to chat and make
sure I wasn't sleepy.
Thursday was exhausting but I got things done and started the 3 hour
drive way too late. First stopping at Starbucks to use their facilities
(and to slip on a padded bra under my shirt). When I ordered a latte at
the counter, the limp wristed counter boy stared at me a while and said
he really liked my "look". I blushed as he handed me my stuff, making
sure to stroke my hand with his, and giving me the receipt with his name
and number on it. As I strutted to the car in the light rain he came
running out after me saying "You forgot napkins" Our eyes locked and I
told him I lived 3 hrs from here. He looked sad and said it could be a
nice weekend sometime and ran back inside. Oh my, that was a first
experience ! In the car I decided to unbutton my shirt a bit and add
forms in the bra, then a touch of mascara and a heavy coating of gloss
red lipstick. I blew him a kiss and he waved as he stood in the doorway
and I drove out the parking lot and onto the interstate ramp.
I slipped up to 75 mph in the beemer and was sipping my latte and
enjoying the lipstick marks on the cup as darkness overtook the road. At
that speed there was little chance of having to talk to an officer. After
a while I remembered I said I would call Bill and while that put a lump
in my throat - I needed to live up to my promises.
I pressed the call button and in 3 rings he was there (as was the lump in
my throat). " Hey baby, how are you" and all I could do was inhale
deeply.......... I was still nervous while he was ALL alpha. " I'm OK, a
bit tired from a long day but I should be home in a lil over an hour" I
replied. We talked about what I was wearing and did I often drive
enfemme. How did it make me feel to be semi public that way? What if I
got pulled over by the police? How could I be wearing makeup and not a
wig as my hair so wasn't very femmine? Wouldn't I prefer to have a wig
on? And big dangling earrings in pierced holes? And a woman like me with
such pretty calves should always be wearing shear hose. Then the clincher
was, wouldn't your hands look better with tips on the nails and a deep
red color that matched your pedicure toes? I had to breath deep and
pulled to the shoulder. I then sternly lectured him not to spin me up
like that - My mind can't function and I could have a wreck. But so
sweetly he whispered "baby, let me come pick you up". I explained that it
was his fault for causing me to get light headed, and it was senseless
for him to pick me up as it was a 2 hour drive and it would have to be
repeated so as to get my car the next day. " But baby I am worried about
you, and its getting late" ........ I sucked it up and firmly explained
again that it was so his fault, and I never experienced anything like
this, AND I WAS FINE before I met him. When he snickered - I flatly hung
up and hit the road. After pulling into my garage ...... as he requested
, I texted him that I was home even though I sensed he already knew. I
showered, slept and went to work on Friday as usual. But throughout the
day I worried what he had in mind for this weekend.
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