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Across The Lake Part 4 free porn video
Continued from Chapter 3
The weekend came and Saturday was my usual get up late put on a pretty
swimsuit bottom under my shorts, laundry in the machine and a few cups
of coffee on the deck. I knew he was watching me - I could just feel
it. Eventually I started cleaning the house, and then the endless yard
work. I had the phone with me all day but the only call I got was the
weekly call from Mom, and she said I sounded puzzled. I explained it
was just the normal challenges at work and then the endless yard work.
But inside I felt I needed to talk to someone.
Later I got up the courage and called my cousin Jenn - at some of the
family gathering she would ask about my love life (and discreetly
mention my jeans look great). It was either her or a shrink. She was
so accepting as I told her my deepest secrets. She was so accepting of
everything, and then told me that she will save her old clothes for me.
I even emailed her pictures of Jin, as we chatted. She confided that
she suspected I had a femmine side, and asked if I had been out,
frequented gay bars, and been intimate with a man? OMG, she was like
my dream of a BFF but that info was too much / too soon. I told her we
would talk more in a few days.
I bathed to soak all the days' dirt off me and then did my makeup, wig,
jewelry, perfume, but now what to wear. I thought once I step out on
the deck, my phone will ring. I picked out a pretty yellow bra and
thong panty set and put the forms in the cups. Followed by my favorite
jeans (tight / low rise / boot cut and long enough that they made heels
a necessity). I laid on the bed, feet in the air as I worked getting
into the jeans that were a size too small. My thoughts went to less
meat MORE salads and yogurts. The top was an easy pick, white spandex
with blue flowers, long sleeve with a big scoop neck. Finally, ankle
hi stockings and leopard print pumps with 4 inch heels. I gazed in the
mirror for a while, even taking a few pics on my cell phone. The only
thing missing was some long femmine pretty nails.
I strutted into the kitchen, realizing it was getting dark, and added
"fake nails" to the shopping list, right under the milk. I checked the
curtains to insure I could be seen before returning to the counter to
take dinner out and poured some wine. I dimmed the deck lights,
grabbed the wine and my phone and walked around the deck, then to the
front of the house and finally back to the deck again, and sat down.
The dam phone was deadly silent as I stared at the signal and battery
meters - then finally out into the lake. I had a hole in my stomach.
I went back inside and threw the steak into the freezer as I couldn't
eat it in jeans this tight. It was really like "WTF" why hasn't he
called? I fixed a salad then watched a movie and decided to file and
polish my toenails a deep red. All evening the phone was silent.
Later I went to bed slipped into a nightgown but tossed and turned and
didn't sleep well.
Waking Sunday morning I checked the phone ......... Still nothing.
Wearing only yoga pants I made coffee and then biscuits and eggs. I
thought screw this skinny shit, breakfast was so good as I finished the
pot of coffee, but what I really thought was if the jerk isn't going to
call I'm going to eat like a queen. The phone suddenly rang (as did my
heart) - until I heard the recording of the stupid telemarketer. My
eyes watered.
I changed into a yellow string bikini bottom, with a boring male
swimsuit over it and went kayaking on the lake in the general direction
of the view of my house - it was sunny and nice with lots of boat
traffic. I kept looking around to see if I knew anyone ...........
but still the phone (in double plastic bags) was quiet. I came in
after a few hours and already being wet, washed the car. The day just
seemed to just drag on; the only time I smiled was when I noticed my
pretty toes both on the kayak and while washing the car. I showered
and shaved before dinner and decided that dressing up would make me
feel better, but nothing fancy. Later I fixed chicken Cesar salad for
dinner with bread and wine. I sat alone sipping the wine and eating on
the deck with perfect weather and stars in the sky. Yet still it was a
quiet evening - I called Mom just to chat, she said I sounded
depressed, and why don't I come over to visit for dinner one night this
week. While I thought about it; she still had no idea of the real me,
and it was too long of a drive, but I could stop at that Starbucks and
visit with the counter man who had given me his number. Or I could
just lounge around here, cook, and have a quiet week. Decision made!
Work was busy all week, and several people mentioned I was different,
just not as focused, as I normally was, and even snippety at times. I
told them I wasn't feeling well. I ate light all week, mostly salads,
fruit, and yogurts, and went to bed early. I tried on my pretty jeans
and found they fit much better - at least that brought a smile. But
still I wondered what was wrong, the week just drug on and on. I
thought what jerks most men are - not even a phone call or a txt.
Friday I called Jenn to talk some more. She asked "who else knows -
your Mom & Dad?" NOOO! Only you. She said she already has a bag of
clothes for me - and we need to plan an extra long girl's weekend at my
house. We got down to serious girl talk and I told her about Bill,
about how he had blackmailed me and forced me to service him. Jenn was
upset and said I should have called the police, that they wouldn't
judge me, and she will still call them for me! "NO, slow down" I said.
The police are not the best people these days - I don't want their
report in the newspaper, nor do I want another ALPHA male forcing
himself on me. And cops are all ALPHA, and ...... well ...... this
came out of me rather difficult. But I enjoyed what I did to Bill
(well not the barfing part) and she giggled. I really think I like him
and I'm in a funk as I haven't heard from him in a while. Jenn was
quiet and thought for a while, before asking why I thought I liked it.
Because I messed my panties untouched, I told her. Then she asked if I
knew where he lived, has he used me in any other ways, if so was it
with protection? No, No, No. She told me in no uncertain terms DO NOT
CALL HIM, just wait. If he doesn't call in a few more days, she will
come visit and we will go to a bar so I can meet new friends. I felt
so much better after talking with her; she knows relationships (and
men) and has my best interest at heart. I internetted a florist and
sent her flowers
Saturday I got up early and started the coffee when the phone suddenly
rang, and my heart raced. He said, "How are you pretty girl?" I was
startled and didn't know the proper response. Inside I wanted to
scream, "Where the F* have you been." All I could say was, "I'm ok,"
pretty meekly. Bill then went on to explain that his mother had passed
up north, and while it was expected it was still a really tough time
for him. He talked and I listened. I heard about his siblings, his
childhood, his marriage, a nasty divorce, and how he desired someone to
just talk to.
The conversation went on and eventually spun around to me. What was I
wearing and my plans for the day and the weekend. I asked if he wanted
to come over here later for dinner and some conversation. Being a
typical man and offered food, he eagerly said yes followed by, "What
will you be wearing ........ cuz I don't want to under dress."
'Really?' I thought. And told him, "You'll like what you see,"
followed by wear whatever you like, but be clean.
I didn't get much done outside but the grass was cut, the house was
spotless and I made it to the market for a supplies. The afternoon
flew bi and I just felt "better." I called Jenn and told her
everything, her advice came rushing out. Don't put on makeup like a
slut, men love perfume and heels but don't wear the CFM ones, wear a
dress but conservative, put forms in your bra, if we kiss keep my
tongue in my mouth but accept his. Don't bend over too much, but bend
some, wiggle as I walk, look into his eyes a lot, bat my eyelashes,
hugging is always good - just not too much. Remember you don't have to
do anything you don't want to - don't let him force you and for
goodness sake don't drink. My head spun in circles, as I heard her say
to have fun and call her with every detail as soon I can. Oh, and txt
her a pic of me when I'm dressed so she can approve of my look for the
evening, and for safety text a pic of him. Dam she's on top of
everything !
I got in the shower and shaved just about everywhere, put on a pink
thong and matching bra (with small forms) and sat at the makeup table
for quite a while. I finally got the look I wanted with blue/grey eye
shadow and lots of mascara. I selected my favorite long sleeve, knee
length blue dress and slipped it over my head. Then my shoulder length
brunette wig and lots of brushing, earrings, bracelets, necklace. A
few rings, glue on nails and perfume. I almost forgot the pantyhose
but slid those on and stepped into a pair of 3 inch black peep toe
pumps. I stared into the mirror for a while - sort of mesmerized about
the woman looking back at me.
I snapped 2 pics and sent them to Jenn and stared at the phone. It
rang and Jenn said I looked incredibly hot ! Too good to stay inside -
that I should have him take me dancing. But then asked where my
lipstick was? It needed to be blood red and then coated with gloss.
She's such a fashionista, and right on target, then asking me about
perfume and my nails. I went and fixed my lips and more perfume, and
snapped a her a pic of my stick on nails.
The knock on the door came just before sunset-, I drew in a deep breath
and checked the mirror one last time. With many butterflies I opened
the front door and saw his silhouette, as he looked me up and down, and
twice. There was a moment when I thought he was going to run, but then
the ice broke as he said, "You look gorgeous, spin around for me." I
did and we chatted a bit and he came in with some wine so I suggested
we retreat to the deck to talk, and watch the sunset.
We did and he again told me all about his Mom, and his siblings and how
emotional it was laying her to rest. He was a wreck and pouring his
heart out to me as I got up and gave him a hug and went to refill our
glasses. Mine had lipstick all over it, he light the grill as I
touched up my makeup. Everything was set for dinner - salad was
chilled and the loin and vegetables were spiced and only needed
grilling. Which would be his job and hopefully take his mind off his
last week.
He manned the grill and did a great job, the food, wine and
conversation that followed was perfect. He explained his interest in
women like me. We had more eye to eye contact than I have ever done.
And while it was eerie and different, but thinking about it was good
contact. He complimented my appearance and said I was so passable. I
felt my face get warm as I blushed.
He leaned in and kissed my neck, then my mouth and then we tongue
wrestled for a while. I finally stood up, took his hand and led him to
the bedroom. While we were both nervous I knew I wanted this to
happen. I took off all his clothes and hung them neatly, as his thing
showed me he was ready to enjoy this. I took off my heels and then the
dress and crawled into bed with him. My bra and forms somehow came off
and he nibbled my nipples driving me senseless and my toes curled. I
shifted around and used my tongue and lips to give him pleasure. We
rested for a while but he then whispered in my ear that "he wanted me,
and he would be gentle." This was it! I smiled and nodded. We used a
lot of lube and he took his time, it hurt at first and there were a few
tears, but the pain eventually gave way to a warm pleasure. So much
that I was rocking back into him as much as he was pounding into me
from behind. Then he "did it," while grunting like a bear he put all
those sticky, warm seeds swimming about in my tush. I felt the warmth
and then felt myself dribbling my own seed out on the bed sheet.
While it was good to know I pleased him as a woman would normally do,
it was strange that I had cum, completely untouched. We collapsed and
he slept with an arm and leg over me as I slept in the wet mess I made,
yet more soundly than I had in a while. Thank heaven he didn't snore.
I woke early and slipped into the shower, fixed my face, put on some
jeans, bra and a pretty top and slipped out to the kitchen without him
cracking and eye open. What got him moving was the smell of coffee,
eggs and bacon cooking. He gave me a morning bear hug with a neck
nuzzle saying last night was fantastic. But when he rubbed my bottom I
jumped explaining that area is a bit sensitive.
We ate and talked and again had much eye contact as he again told me
how great last evening was, and that he had hardly been with anyone
since the divorce. The conversation then turned to me: Did I work out
to maintain my figure? Why did I dress in women's clothes? Was I
always gay? Did I like being submissive? Did I want to become a full
time woman and have surgery? Did I want a male partner in my life?
OMG - I turned a deep red with embarrassment - all I said was, "I don't
know - I have never done anything like this before, YES I was a virgin
until this morning." My eyes poured out the tears as I just didn't
honestly know anything, or what to say to him. While he tried to
comfort me all I could do was ask him to leave since I needed time to
think it through. I mean I had parents, a career and a decent life -
that could all be at risk.
As we walked to his truck he asked me when can we.......? I said call
me later this week and we can talk about the 5 W's. He frowned, gave
me a hug. A deep kiss and left.
Later I was on the phone with Jenn for nearly 2 hours ! For her age,
she knows more about men, romance & sex than I will ever even imagine.
I had asked her several times, "How do you know that?" Her answer was
simply, "Trust me, been there & I know." Near the end of our call she
said, "I think you have some pretty strong feelings for this man." OMG
my throat closed as I gasped for air and tried to think things
through. Jenn was quiet as I just babbled on about what a quandary I
was in.
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