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A Change of Lifestyle
Part 12
By Sandy Paris
Continuing story about the changes in lifestyle that Chris was
experimenting with, helped and encouraged by his wife. Victoria returns
home, they go out together and there is a weekend in ballet boots.
Chapter 33 - Victoria comes home
Victoria arrived by taxi about 5 o'clock and dragged her suitcase along
the hall. She looked shattered. "Hi. I'm glad to be home. We were
out later last night and I feel a bit fragile still. How are you?"
"I'm great thank you and delighted to see you. I have missed you." We
hugged and kissed.
"I need to get some tea and some food before I will feel right. Then I
want to take you to bed. I need sex very badly but I may not be my
usual energetic self as I am shattered."
"That all sounds good to me," I replied.
"Have you been practising in the boots? I thought that you might be
wearing them but of course cooking in them would be awkward yet."
"I have been practising in them. For now that is all you need to know.
Maybe next weekend we can try them out."
With that we sat and chatted. I told her about my week and the news
about Jess. She was delighted. We ate and I asked her about her time
with Gina. She told me everything except about the club that they had
been to the previous evening. "Nothing happened. I was a good girl
although I was chatted up. We danced and had a great time but I will
give you all the details tomorrow evening. Right now I need something
else that I have missed for too long." We went to bed. In the event we
were late going to sleep. I spent a long time between Victoria's legs.
She had missed me.
The following evening we were chilling in the lounge with a glass of
wine after dinner. We had talked about our work day and the only topic
left was the mysterious club.
"So there is clearly a story about this club that you visited on
Saturday. The one which resulted in you getting a hang over and very
little sleep."
Victoria smiled at me:, "We had been out a few times last week, dinner,
pubs and had been to a dance club but none of these were anything out of
the ordinary. We were just two girls out alone. We had a good time.
We were hit on several times and by some good looking guys but neither
of us were interested."
"At one of the clubs we had been dancing together and we standing at the
bar when we were approached by two other women about our ages. Good
looking women, very smartly dressed. They asked if they could dance
with us and we were puzzled. I think they realised that they had made a
mistake and apologised but we asked what was wrong. They had seen us
dancing together and had assumed that we were a couple, that we were
gay. They had wanted to join us."
"What happened?"
"We confirmed what they had worked out by this time, that we were not a
lesbian couple. But they were nice women and we ended up sitting with
them for quite a while. They were great company, embarrassed, but
shared their story. They had wanted to experiment and see what other
women were like, had spotted us and on a whim decided to approach us.
They had never done anything like that before and were going to try an
approach at a gay club that they frequent. But they had seen us,
thought that we were attractive, and gay, and decided to speak to us."
"So you had plenty of interest, from both genders, but behaved."
"That's right. The interesting thing was they told us about the club
that they had mentioned. It was only a couple of hundred yards from
Gina's flat. She had passed it many times but never been in. The girls
told us that it was a gay club but it was frequented by lots of straight
people as well and that it was worth a visit, if we had open minds."
"So the two of you went?"
"Yes we decided to check it out and went on Saturday. We met the two
women and spent a little time with them before they headed off to meet
other friends. It was an amazing place, lively, great music, a big
dance floor, lots of booths and the clientele were incredibly diverse.
There were gay male couples, lesbian couples, straight couples (I think)
and quite a few cross-dressers. There was a drag queen that introduced
the band and told a few jokes and it was amazing. We had a great time
and drank a lot and did not get home until about 4am. Then we sat
chatting until about 5am. That was why I was shattered."
"Why the big thing then? Actually let me guess. You would like us to
go?"
"Yes. But just us, not with Gina."
"And I guess that you would want to go with Melissa?"
"Yes. They have a cross-dress special night once a month on a Saturday.
Some go as drag queens, some in fancy dress but most in everyday
outfits. Anyone can go and it is always busy with non cross-dressers as
well. It sounds like fun and I would love to go. I was told that many
of the cross-dressers travel a long way for these nights. Some stay for
the weekend in a hotel in the Village and on Friday's go to the club
restaurant for dinner, en femme. I would like us to go."
"I'm not sure. Let me think about it. I'm not saying no but it would
be a big step."
We did not mention the subject again that night or during the rest of
the week. I knew that Victoria would not let it go and I knew that I
would end up agreeing to go but I just could not get up the courage
right then.
On Thursday evening Victoria persuaded me to go out to dinner again. Of
course she persuaded me to go out as Melissa. Each time we did it, it
got a bit easier but I was always reluctant and terrified until I got
home safely and then I was elated and very horny.
We went to a quiet restaurant that had a good reputation but that we had
not been to for several years. We had a nice meal and no one gave me a
second look. All was going well until almost the end of the evening.
Victoria had gone to the toilet and was walking back when Jess spotted
her. She was sitting at a table with another girl and had spotted
Victoria and just said 'hello' as she passed.
Victoria had stopped and I had noticed her talking to someone. Then
that person turned towards me and I saw that it was Jess. I came very
close to fainting. Jess just smiled and gave a little wave. I waved
back and Victoria headed back in my direction.
Victoria paid the bill and we walked out and back to the car.
Victoria started off and then said, "So that is Jess's girlfriend. She
is very attractive and they make a good looking couple."
"I did not really see her."
"No you kept your head down. No one would have known. Jess asked who I
was with and I gave her my covering answer - my sister in law. Jess
told me to say 'Hi'"
I said nothing I was still shaking.
"Missy. You have to stop worrying. You look great and no one is likely
to work it out. It's not as if you are out in broad daylight. Chances
are no one would care these days - except you. Jess is so discrete
about how she handled it and you know that she will not tell anyone.
Grow up"
I went to bed terrified but the following morning decided to pull myself
together.
Chapter 34 - Weekend in boots
It was Friday and we had no plans for the weekend. Well we had no plans
to go out, just spend time together. Victoria would be expecting me to
dress so I left work early and headed home.
I painted my nails in a deep rich purple and glued the breast forms in
place. I lay on the bed for about 20 minutes to let the breast forms
and nails dry. I fastened a black corset in place. It was something
that I had bought myself and was shorter so that I could bend easier
which was going to be essential. I tied it as tight as I could and got
the rest of my clothes ready. I put on a pair of 15 denier black gloss
tights and after smoothing them in place I tightened the corset again.
I was short of breath and knew that it would give me a great figure and
the mirror confirmed that. I then pulled on a purple long sleeved silk
blouse and the black skater skirt. It was short and would show off
plenty of leg and that was the idea.
I used the long black wig and applied my make-up. I used purple shades
on my eyes, false lashes, lots of mascara, blusher and dark red
lipstick. I changed my earrings for some hoops.
Still sitting I put on the ballet boots. Once fastened I sat for a few
minutes to get used to them, and then went to the kitchen.
I got the ingredients ready for a salmon dish with potatoes and
vegetables to be cooked in the steamer. I set the table and opened the
chilled white wine.
I expected Victoria at any time and went to open the door. As I walked
back to the kitchen I heard her car draw up.
Victoria
I'd had a busy week but had managed to leave work having completed
everything so I knew that I could relax over the weekend. We had no
plans to go out and I knew that Chris would be dressing and I looked
forward to spending the weekend with Melissa. It was strange that as
her dressing had progressed she had morphed from Chris to Sissy to Missy
and was now Melissa. I liked it and I expected that the weekend would
be full of great sex. I needed it. I wondered if I might be able to
drag her out for dinner tomorrow night. She was getting better, more
adventurous about going out but it had only been a few times. I started
to think about going out quite often but I knew that would mean a change
that Melissa would find hard. I asked myself if I would find it hard,
did I want that? Actually I knew the answer. I wanted to go out with
her a lot but it wasn't going to happen, so no sense dwelling on it.
What did she have in store I wondered? What would she be wearing?
I noticed the door open as I parked the car. Well she was expecting me
and I hoped that there was a glass of wine waiting I needed it. I
stepped through the door and locked it behind me. I dropped my handbag
and briefcase in the hall as I called, "Hi."
The reply came from the kitchen, "In here with your wine"
I stepped towards the kitchen and was looking down as I said, "I'm in
need of it." I looked up to see Melissa leaning back against the
worktop sipping her wine and holding out another glass towards me. She
looked stunning. Her makeup and clothes were great and then I spotted
them. The boots!
Her legs encased in glossy tights ended in the black patent ankle high
ballet boots. The heels were huge and her toes 'en point'. I stood
open mouthed.
"You like them I see."
I just looked at them. How could she stand? They must be sore. I
lifted my eyes and admired her legs and when I got to her face I saw
that she was grinning. "Yes I like them, no I love them. Your legs are
astonishing. You look great, very sexy. Do they hurt? Have you been
practicing, can you walk?" I was not very coherent.
"Take your wine, go through and sit down and I will tell all." I
shucked off my jacket as I walked and then stood back to let Melissa
pass me so I could watch her walk. She walked very well, slowly, with
small steps but she had done this before.
"The week before you went away, I wore the boots to get used to the
angle that my foot was at. I couldn't stand for more than a few seconds
and didn't really try to except that I once made it to the loo. The day
that you went away I knew that I was used to the angle so I got out the
treadmill. The handles on the sides helped me to stand and I spent some
time just standing. Then I started to walk for a minute at a time. The
more that I practiced the easier it became."
"So how long can you walk in them and how long can you wear them." I
was stunned.
"You asked me to try hard and see if I could manage a weekend wearing
them. So I will wear them all weekend and take them off before going to
bed."
"You can't, you won't be able to manage that."
"I can and I intend to. I could get you the little padlocks and that
would make sure." He grinned at me. She grinned at me.
"I don't think that the padlocks will be required. I do have one
question though"
"What's that?"
"Do you have to take them off at bed time?" I grinned.
"Not as soon as we go to bed, but it would not me a good idea to spend
the whole night in them. I suspect that you may be in need of something
that I can help with. Sit back."
Melissa came over and knelt between my legs. She ran her hands up my
thighs, opened my legs, ripped open the gusset of my tights and pushed
the thong aside. She spent about 30 minutes down there, although, I had
no idea of the passage of time. I have no idea how many times I came
and I suspect that some of them rolled straight into the next one.
I lay back and must have dozed off. Melissa called me and suggested
that I get changed as dinner was almost ready.
We chatted over dinner. Mainly about her training and how she had
managed. It was clear that she had made a great deal of effort. "So
you plan to wear them all day tomorrow?"
"And all day Sunday. That was the deal."
That night Melissa came to bed having removed her outer clothes. She
still wore the boots and had split her tights allowing access. She
ended up wearing the boots until the early hours of the morning. She
came inside me twice and ate me out afterwards. I have no idea how many
times I came. We both fell asleep and Melissa woke up when a heel
caught in the sheets. Then she took them off. I slept with a big grin
on my face.
The following morning Melissa dressed in a slightly longer skirt,
sweater and of course the boots. She said that she would change into
something dressier later. I was astonished that she went about doing
household chores, cleaning up in the boots. It is true that she was
slow and deliberate but she managed everything. I was impressed and to
be honest as horny as hell.
I resisted until just after lunch time when I jumped up onto the kitchen
worktop, pulled up my skirt and summoned Melissa. I had decided to forgo
knickers for the day as I knew they would just get in the way.
I was starting dinner and suggested to Melissa that she might want to
change. "Missy what did you wear when you were training?"
"Ah, at first I just wore a skirt and then I bought some more
appropriate stuff."
"Like what?"
"Remember when I dropped you off at the station I wore those trainers."
"Yes."
"The next day I was visiting clients and walked past the shoe shop where
Natalie works." I hesitated as I was passing and blushed at the thought
of what we had done. "By chance, or fate, Natalie was standing near to
the door and waved. She asked if there was anything else that I needed
and I was about to say no when I remembered the trainers. So I went in
and bought some. A really girly pair."
"Wow, how very brave. See, I told you that you had a friend there. But
you did not exercise in trainers you wore the ballet boots, but I guess
that there is more isn't there?"
"I ordered two exercise outfits. I wore those."
"I'm guessing that they are slightly girly."
"Yes. Actually I snapped a selfie and have forgotten to show it to
you."
"Okay, but before you get dolled up let's see the outfits in person."
Ten minutes later Melissa appeared in the black exercise outfit with the
most astonishing trainers and cute ankle socks.
"Oh wow that is great. I love the shoes. No excuse now for not keeping
fit. You said that you had another outfit as well?"
Ten minutes later she returned. I noticed that she had fixed her hair
and redone her make-up but the purple exercise outfit was stunning. The
pants were figure hugging and the crop top looked great and I noted that
she had a purple stone in her navel. She twirled and smiled. I could
tell that she was pleased with the look.
"Now I need to change again and put the boots back on," Melissa said.
"Okay. But tomorrow can you put that out for on again with the boots,
just for the morning."
"Okay." And she flounced away. She is getting so girly when she is
dressed. I love it.
Melissa
I changed into the black and white 1950's dress, easily my favourite. I
wore the corset as tight as I could get it, did my make-up a little
heavier and, with some difficulty because of the corset added the ballet
boots. I made my way to the kitchen and there was a huge grin on
Victoria's face as she took in what I was wearing.
"Wow. That is so bloody sexy. Has Jess seen the boots?"
"No she has not. Just before she left the morning after she had stayed
here she did my make-up and hair and I was in the purple gym kit, so she
has seen that. But not the boots."
"Are you going to tell her or show her?"
"I doubt it."
"Hmm, no secrets, except the ballet boots."
"I do not have to tell her everything. But that does not have to stop
you from telling her if you want to."
"You surprise me."
"Good." With that we had dinner and watched TV and had an early night.
Well early to bed, late to sleep.
I wore the boots again the following day with the purple exercise gear.
Later I changed into something smarter. On the whole it was a quiet
day.
During the evening we had sex in the lounge. It was long and lazy and
great. We were lying in front of the fire almost naked and Victoria was
stroking me lightly. It was lovely and I was very relaxed.
"I want us to go to Manchester in a couple of weeks. To visit that
club. We could go up on a Friday, book into a hotel in the Village,
have dinner there, do some shopping the next day, go to the club in the
evening and drive back on the Sunday."
I did not reply immediately as I gave it some thought. "I guess that I
need to add the rest of that agenda myself. What you mean is for us,
you and Melissa, to go to dinner, shop and go to the club."
"Yes. We would need to travel and change when we got there. I know
that it is a big step but I would really like you to do it."
"I don't think that I have much choice do I? At least it is gay
friendly so it should be okay." I was resigned to it and actually the
idea was exciting if not also terrifying.
"There is one more thing."
"I know that I am going to regret asking what, but also that I will
probably end up doing whatever is coming my way."
"I love you and you are correct. I have an idea and you are not going
to like it but here goes. On the Saturday night anything goes as far as
cross-dressers and others joining in with the outfits, like cosplay. I
want you to go dressed in the same outfit that you wore on Friday.
Wearing the boots. Please."
I was stunned. I had not been expecting that but deep down it excited
me, and I simply replied, "Okay if that is what you want."
"Really? You will do it? But do you really want to?"
"Yes I do." Victoria was stunned.
Sex that night was a bit crazy. I was glad that we were back to normal
the following day.
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