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This is a long, long awaited second chapter of business girl, chapter one written in 2008, I hope you enjoy this dreamy fiction with some autobiographical components. ... The time we spent enjoying the no stress private confines of my home was bliss. Watching Val gracely move about, in the oversized shirt giving me a glimpse of lace panties at the top of those satin smooth legs made me smile, it is these simple things that I love. As we talked and read magazines our conversation was so open and easy. I didn't feel the pressure of being the guy that loved to be and feel femmine. I wasnt gay, I didnt want to be with a man, I loved woman and wanted to feel woman on woman pleasures. I feel the weight of my mascara as I look down my silky legs, why do a notice and enjoy these feelings? Why does time slow when I am dressed in female finery? I don't feel the stresses of life, I have the guilt of my desire for the simple attraction to enjoy femininity, why do I feel this way? My mind had wondered, Val caught my attention. "What are you thinking about? I pause for a second, I don't usually divulge my feelings, I stress internally. I look into Val's eyes. I was thinking about why I like the simple things women have in their lives that men don't. Why do I not spend hours looking at football stats? I love sports, I just don't want to spend every moment on them, I love to escape to what many women hate. So many women I know hate wearing makeup, hate wearing pantyhose and heels. I am sure I have more lingerie than they do. This is such an odd place for me to focus, this enjoyment with feminine things I love is socially perverse. Why do I care? Val sits and smiles as I unload years of thoughts. She is so beautiful the mind and body of this woman that sits beside me is so strong, smart and beautiful. The perfect package. As a kid I would pretend to be sleeping and then sneak into the laundry room and slide on moms heels and pantyhose, it was so exhilarating. As time went by I would have sick days exploring every outfit I could put together from her closet. I would suppress my wants for periods of time, just enjoying seeing my girl friends in their outfits, knowing I wanted to be dressed with them, together, and how wrong it is to want that. In college I worked hard studying, forcing myself to stay in and get good grades. One day I walked to a local mall and bought "my girlfriend" a satin thong, panties and garter with stockings. This became my reward for after studying, relax in my new lingerie and enjoy watching Dawson's Creek!!! Val laughed and laughed. "I watched that show too." I may have been in a satin thong and oversized t-shirt at the time, much like now!! Crazy to think of the small things that shaped my life. My first marriage was good, but lacked life and enjoyment. I would live with the daily lists of things that needed to be done, far from what I wanted to be doing. So what do I do to make this more enjoyable.. Wear my panties and sheer hose under my clothes to make the routine days go by more enjoyably. Val laughed again, and mentioned her married life was always plagued with her x asking why she was taking so long to get dressed, why she had a long bath every few days to stay silky smooth. I wished my ex was so interested in being a strong sexy woman I told Val. It is such a source of pride to have a smart sexy smooth woman on my arm that I know has amazing lingerie under her dress that other husbands would cream their jeans over. Val laughed, I wanted to be me for me, but also for him to appreciate and love. He didn't realize what he had. Val went on to say her husband fell for another woman, a beer tub girl that had blue eyeshadow, an eyebrow piercing and ratty heals, known for being the life of the party chugging beer and showing skin. That is quite the description. It was very much the best thing that happened to me. Val said, I never wanted to say it but I was smarter than him, more interested in living life and making my own legacy and successes. Wow was that a bump in the road I want to forget!! I had the laugh this time, Val is one of the smartest, stylish and most classy women I knew. She loved fashion, but in a way that celebrated the female form, not just showing skin. The fashion sense that Val had and the confidence she gave made her sexier and more alluring than any striper or scantily clad woman. The choice of sheer-hose and a hint of lace at her bust with a conservative skirt suit caused every guy with half a brain to drool. No skin but lots of tease. Val went on to talk about her time since being divorced, how she spends more time looking after herself, not rushed or pushed to do anything. She feels in touch with her sexual self, knowing how to pleasure herself and has found a new love for the simple things in life. She giggled and said in a whisper, I like to shock my senses with a little jewel butt plug some days to make my day more fun and sexy!! She is a work of art, Val sits and enjoys the release of her story, how good it feels to trust someone with your desires. I take a sip of my coffee and enjoy the smell and taste. I see the light mark of lipstick on my coffee mug making me smile. Hard to believe there is any left after my time downtown on Val!! Val pushes me to tell more of my story. I think back, I was missing feeling alive when I was married. I would have days to myself when my x was working long hours and traveling. This was before online shopping but at the time of the internet being a means to learn about who I was. I would spend time online going through urnotalone profiles and chatting with other girls like me. Wow I am not as crazy as I thought, other people enjoy what I enjoy. I would chat with other girls and push myself to buy clothes. I bought a wig at the mall, some heels at an outlet store, lingerie and more lingerie. Lace thong that i loved, fit so nice around my clit and between my ass cheeks. Funny how you remember your favorite panties from 20 years ago!! I had nylons, sheer to waist, thigh high, I was so excited to dress. I would dig out my hidden suitcase and dress. I would start with foundation I had purchased, then my eyes and full face. I learned to do a pretty good job. Always a silk scarf around my neck, a nice blouse, sexy lace bra with my (nylons and rice) breast forms!! My love for lace thong panties made for a great view under my sheer to waist black pantyhose! Mmmm if I only had someone to enjoy the feel and view besides me!!! My dressing was taking a huge part of my time, I was starting to notice my desires to dress and the overwhelming need to be Bev. Dressing at home and online became frustrating, I wanted to get out and see the world. I dressed and went out to the garage. I practiced getting in and out of the car in a skirt and heels, with my purse, so much fun. Val stares at me in wonder, wow she is getting the long version as I dump my life on her. I have a whole weekend to be Bev. I trim and shave and spend an hour in the bathroom just enjoying this process. Next I paint my nails a rich classy brown, my legs and toes make me smile, so sexy. The night is getting late, I pour a drink and slip on a silk nightgown and settle in front of my computer. I chatted with a gurl friend Lisa that had just spent the night with her lover. She spills the details of spending the day off work to have an evening with a male lover she sees every few months. She explain her morning of shaving and carefully picking her lingerie, outfit and doing her makeup. She said her theme was black sheer, sheer panties pulled over a lace garter belt to sheer stockings, black 3.5 inch heels and a sheer wispy dress that had a high cut for her legs to show. She opted for B cup breast forms with a sheer lace bra that had little support, she wanted to feel her breasts move and every sense of sheer materials brushing over other pieces of sheer clothing, a total sensual overload. The conversation went on with the details of her lover treating her like a supermodel, dinner out, opening the car door for her enjoying the escape from her life to another life. Val looked at me in wonder. "Escape," what does that mean? I think it is something special or different to be and act like someone completely foreign but within a distant reach that you want to experience, or have experienced and enjoy. My chat with my online friend evolved to her details of her ability to use her knowledge of the male body. Her being born and living as a male was very powerful now fulfilling the role of a woman in delicate lingerie and an ultra femm dress. Lisa explained that her movements, soft caress of her dress against his skin, or her nylon covered toes moving up her lover's pant leg were so powerful over him. Letting her sheer nylon covered legs getting exposed as her dress rides up her legs in his car, placing his hand on her thigh, reapplying her lipstick and dangling her heels, were all part of her female experience. The tease of the male emotion is so easy when applied in such a way that gives them just a taste but no more. Seeing his cock strain in his pants, knowing she was controlling him was so empowering, like nothing else. I looked to Val to see if she could add to Lisa's story. My sense from knowing her is that she knew how to tease the senses of a male lover or friend, she teased me just being in the same office. Val and I talked about the power a confident, well dressed, stylish and sexy woman can have in a room full of men and women. The combination of confidence and style very much ramps up sex appeal, and in some cases jelousy of other woman!! Not being a biological woman makes it necessary to be super femm, Lisa and I feel that way, as most women do not wear sexy lingerie, nylons and heels, they wear jogging pants and hoodies, such a shame. Although looking at Val, she looks super hot in an oversized t-shirt with sexy panties peeking out. Don't need head to toe lingerie, just the tease and confidence. Val pushed me to finish the story that Lisa shared with me. She gave a sense of sexual frustration, me not telling how the night ended, crossing her legs and recrossing them. Puppy dog eyes and a big smile. Lisa had her lover hot, I mean real hot. Their drive back to her house was fraught with distracted driving, to the point of flashing red lights showing up behind her. Yup the police pulled him over. Oh the story gets better, Val laughs, I have been a single woman taking long baths and playing with my favorite toys at home while your friend Lisa has her female adventures!! I was missing out! So Lisa went on to say that she ensured her dress was almost at her waist, sheer nylon covered legs crossed towards the driver, lace bra peeking out at her breasts. The officer shined his flashlight over her lover and across her sheer legs, pausing for a second on her legs. This officer got more than he expected. Lisa giggled. As the officer talked to her lover she got a sense that her work to cause the strain in his pants needed some attention. The officer went to his car, Lisa swung her legs over the drivers lap and rubs his cock with her nylon covered feet. The abrupt move startles him, nerves and sexual tension a great combination, well planned by Lisa. She told him to pull out his cock and let her rub it between her soles while the officer writes the ticket, he quickly looks in his rearview mirror and does as he is told. Lisa tells the story like she is a kid in a candy store, with the power to buy whatever she wants. She goes on to say that the sheer nylon toes and soles are highly effective, see she's that panic in his eyes like he is going to cum. She quickly swings her feet back to her side of the car and instinctively puts her lipstick covered lips over his cock and sucks and licks, 15 seconds later she swallows his load of warm cum. As the officer comes back to the car, he has zipped up and Lisa was fixing her lipstick in the vanity mirror. Val is quietly listening in anticipation of the next part of the story, I smoothly reach across to her groin and part her legs, as I expected she is very wet. Without a word I push her back and slip her panties to the side. My warm mouth licks at her vagina and then focuses on her firm clit. I lick hard then light, then pause, then I lick softly then pause and blow gently on her clit, her hips push forward against my waiting mouth, her hands move under her shirt to grasp her hard nipples and perky breasts. I know I have her where I want her. I rub her clit with my thumb and slowly drag my finger ever so lightly across her rose bud, barely touching it. Back to my mouth on her clit when she lets out a gasp and tenses every muscle in her body and collapses on the couch. I try to keep my mouth on her clit, she refuses, too sensitive. I lay next to her and intertangle our legs together and lightly caress her body. She giggles and says finish Lisa's story. The smell of sex in the air is intoxicating. Lisa had just relieved some major tension in the car, I said, Val said, yes and you just made me cum so hard after the build up, win win!! The story goes on, Lisa fixed her lipstick then said she wanted a drink. They spot a fancy restaurant with a lounge. Lisa swings her legs out of the car after her lover opens the door for her, she kisses him on the lips and lingers on his lower lip giving it a bit of a bite, just as she squeezes his package. His cock twitches in her grasp. She grasps his arm and focuses on walking sexy in her heels in the cool nights air. Lisa explained to me the time she took to absorb all the energy and sensations as they walked into the lounge. Her fresh lipstick, heavy mascara, salty taste in her mouth, cool air wrapping her nylon covered legs and up under her dress to her gurl clit, feels like she is wearing almost no clothing, the presence of her thong riding between her ass cheeks, the careful placement of her high heels as she walked, the light pull of her breasts on her chest, the wisp of hair across her face catching in her lipstick, she takes deep slow breaths and lets the air enter and exit her lungs slowly, time slows, she feels like she might cum. Lisa focuses on her next plan to keep her lover excited. As they find a place to sit she suggests a booth. She orders two old fashions taking the waitress by surprise. Her thigh has a familiar friend, her lovers hand is moving up her nylon covered legs and to her gurl clit, she tingles as her clit gets a gentle brush, she knew that her lover was a leg man and would be concentrating on her sheer stocking covered legs, she loved that about him. They drank in silence and exited back to the car, continuing the drive to her house. She was determined to get one more gift from him. She attempts to kiss his neck and just gently blows on his exposed neck and earlobe, continuing down to open his pants. He was becoming firm again to Lisa's excitement, her strategy seemed to work. Her mouth went to work, slowly and methodically, hand massaging his balls, She got him hard as a rock then pulled away and looked in her purse. She fixed her lipstick while opening her window a bit to enjoy some fresh air. She told her lover to pull over, he found a secluded place, pants still open cock sticks as it gets, Lisa wiggled in her seat and pulled her panties off and got out of the car. Her lover followed as she put her hands on the roof and arched her back. Her long legs glistened in the moonlight peeking out from the sheer dress. Her lover wasted no time grabbing her hips and moving into position, her rose bud clean and lightly lubed ready for his girth. The gentle lover slowly entered her, she breathed through the pressure and felt her nylon covered toes to her heavy breast anticipate his length. He slowly picks up pace and lovingly pistons in and out, she looks to the dark sky and starts wondering how she got herself to his place of pleasure. She enjoys the feel of her clit rubbing in her panties growing to a firm hard clit that is ready to explode, she feels her breasts and nipples tingle as her prostate is humming with excitement. She feels her lover unload and soon her own climax is reached, giving her a warm feeling across her body, weakening her legs and arms, he catches her and hugs her from behind as he slowly pulls out of her. MMMM was hot, so nice to be so hot in the cool air of the dark evening. Well that is quite the story Val states. Yes I agree, makes me wonder. What do you mean Val said, I mean the power of the feminine touch and tease, I wonder what it would be like, I smile at Val. Well Bev, I am sure you could find out if you like, but to be honest why don't you just focus your teasing on me. That expensive suit of yours in your high end lawyer world of yours, teasing me with a hint of sheer nylon peering out from your pant leg and your clear lace thong pantie lines in your tight trousers. That is a tease for me. You don't know how much that means to me. I have gone through life living through experiences of other girls I chat with or stories I read on fictionmania or literotica, I live a life of dreamy mind fucks!! Well Bev, I think I can help you with your dreams now that I got to look into your closet and mind. You got a bit side tracked on your evening chat with Lisa. Yes I went to bed thinking about Lisa and wrestling with my desires and thoughts. From a young kid in pantyhose to a fully dressed adult, so many thoughts and feelings. So right, saturday I enjoyed a casual morning in my yoga attire, then ramped up my plan to go to the mall as Bev. Lots of careful consideration, I packed a bag with male attire if I got into a car accident or issue(makeup remover!!), I packed a purse with make-up, gum, brush, condom, maxi pad and lipstick. I decided to wear my white lace boy shorts, nude nylons, padded bra, long black maxi dress, flats, big grey oversized sweater and silk scarf. Yes not super excited, but needed to fit in with the other woman and not stick out as I am not petite. I got in my car with a hat on and drove out of my neighbourhood, found a place to put my wig on and fix my makeup. I don't need any drama. Ok, I made it, now a small drive and picked up a coffee at a drive through, fun experience. I had my coffee and purse and parked to go to Winners, my go to store that does not have staff that bother you. I walked in seeing my image in the video monitor, don't look too bad, no funny looks that I can see, I was doing ok. I went to lingerie, lots of nice hosiery but none in my size. The shoe rack allows for me to try on shoes at my leisure, I try on every pair in my size loving it. So much fun. Then off to the office attire, skirt suits and dresses, find two skirts and dresses to try on. I go to the clerk to try on the clothes, my voice squeaking and me trying to smile to cover up any weird feelings that may be brewing. Off to the change room. I giggle and change out of my maxi dress and look at my reflection, what a landmark I just arrived at, in a store trying on dresses full femm. So much fun. Val, giggles and laughs at my story. Yes it is crazy, I get so much excitement out of this, not even sexual, just and adventure that is like no else. My shopping trip was great, so I bought a dress, sweater and heels. By this time my confidence was starting to fade, I loved the sensations and adventure, but needed a break. I retreated to my vehicle, my safe place. I took a breath, my legs felt amazing, my little panties holding my clit in place, lace restled between my cheeks against my rose bud giving it a tingle. I made my way home exhausted by the adventure and constant stress of being possibly noticed as not genetic female. It is crazy how it wears on me, society pressure. I tell myself most people are very self absorbed, not worried about anyone but themselves. Then worry that with technology and social media some dude or gal may want to create a youtube sensation of a guy in a dress getting chased and having his hair stolen and left standing in a puddle of feminine tears. This is a real stress unfortunately the balance between these two thoughts. Youtube viral video or, someone noticing and then not caring and going back to their phone. Val sighed, yes this is a problem. I have the same stress when I decide to wear my jewel butt plug and walk through the mall. I wonder if my sheer panties and thin dress allow the light to shine off my little jewel nestled in between my cheeks. One moment I giggle and like the confusion it would cause some surprised person, at other times I stress that I am a mockery. I think it is cute either way, a ray of light focusing on your perfect ass while you get to enjoy the toy as you walk gingerly around, pretty sexy in my books. Val goes on to say we are enjoying life Bev, we see the finer things in life and live them to the max. Think of Lisa while she waited for the officer to write a ticket, she used the time wisely, hahaha. Yes she did! When she talked to me after she said her rose bud and mouth were resting from a busy night!! So you have never ventured out dressed beyond the mall, Val asked. I went to a gay bar one night to meet up with gurls like me, it was fun to get out, but didnt really find any other girls that I had much in common. I wanted to pass as a typical girl next door, they were more fetish, goth, Nothing wrong with it, just not much to chat about when it comes to fashion! Val pushed on, you never finished the rest of your femm weekend details. I made it home safely, my garage door opened and I drove right in. I had panicked about getting locked out also, had backup plans!! I put my feet up and then modeled my new outfit and tried different accessories with the dress and heels. I could spend days doing this. You migh be shocked but by this point I settled on some sheer stockings, satin panties and a chemise, curled up under a blanket watching youtube videos of transgendered girls explaining their transitions. So many beautiful brave women, inspiring but not my thing. I have an established life and want to create a balance of my feminine life and male life. I shared a few amazing videos with Val. Heidi Phox is a beautiful gurl that seems to have the perfect balance in her life; a supporting wife that knows and a great social network. She is so beautiful and classy, I would love to be able to have her life. Val looked at Heidi's profile, yes she is hot. Well you can have that life. Val slides her hand across my thigh and down my silky legs, mmm she has the touch, wow so sexy watching her fire engine red nails lightly graze my silky skin, that gives me the shivers I tell her, never gets old. Next thing I know Val has straddled me, her silk covered mound directly on my silk covered clit. She was taking control of the situation pinning my arms behind my head and lightly licking my nipples while rocking back and forth on my clit. Her smooth legs parallel mine creating the greatest sensation while she overpowers me, I do not fight back. I stare into her eyes and enjoy the moment, she kisses my neck and lifts my shirt over my head, then takes her shirt off also. Her perky breasts beautifully resting in front of my eyes. I want to reach for them but my arms are pinned back, I shift my hips and push my growing clit between her vulva. She shakes her head at me and says she will decide, I smile, ok. Val wiggles and rests her vagina on my chin, moving her hips forward to allow me to lick her clit and slit. She is warm, moist and beautiful to my taste buds. I make her happy mixing up my approaches to her beautiful creation. She reaches back to my panties and releases my clit and strokes it. I want you in my rose bud Bev. I smile! Val grabs some lube from her purse and applies it to her bud and my clit. She lifts her hips and lowers herself onto my clit. She looks me in the eyes as we slowly mesh our bodies together. Her tight ass slowly accepts me, she starts to ride me up and down and side to side. The grinding is incredibly sensual, her facial expressions and moaning noises are intoxicating. Our pace is perfect, slow and sensual, Val shifts her position and moves one hand to her clit and the other to her perky breast, she takes a deep breath and I feel a hot sensation over my mid section as she cums and then cums, a long slow orgasm. I let her organism, then soon after released into her tight ass. We collapse together in a heap of hot sensations. I nod off and awake later curled up with Val, both of us totally at peace, feeling warmth radiating off each other's bodies. The reality of life, work, is back on tomorrow. After taking a day off to indulge in my feminine desires turns into a life changing weekend with Val, I have to get back to work and my male life. Half the day has blown by, in amazing fashion. I let Val sleep, I went to the shower and cleaned up, slipped on some victoria secret silky thong panties and yoga pants, fuzzy slippers and a satin tank top. I looked in the mirror, androgenous a guess unfortunately. I take time to blow out my hair and put it in a high pony, I do my makeup and feel someone come up behind me and grind into my ass. Val hugs me from behind and kisses my neck and cups my chest. Wow I love this feeling I blurt out. I will make you some lunch sexy, I say. I make a nice lunch that we enjoy together after Val showers and dresses. She sits across from me in cut-off jeans and a sports bra, no makeup and hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun. Wow, wow, wow I say to myself, what natural beauty. I don't think she understands the level of hot she is at without makeup or fancy clothing. Well back to work tomorrow...? Yes Val says, feels like work may be different now. How so I say with a smile? Why don't I pick out an outfit for you Bev, as Val gets up from the table and saunters into my bedroom. I clean up the kitchen and then make my way to the bedroom. Val has set out a pair of purple lace thong panties, sheer to waist nude DKNY pantyhose a matching purple lace bra with some ankle booties with 3 in heels. The top is a silk blouse with ruffled neck and hidden button, matched with a pinstripe skirt suit with knee length skirt. She stands next to the clothes and states this is for you, Bev, my boss and successful lawyer. I smile and let a few tears leave my eyes without thought, just sheer emotion. I have thought about this my whole life, but always put it in the back of my mind. I actually purchased many outfits similar to this wanting to emulate the classy women I see at work. This is great Val, but I think I need to get a few things in order, not as easy and you may think. I need to be sure I can transition without landing flat on my face. Bev, you have me as your partner in feminine "crime," we can do anything together. We need to storm into your life as Bev and normalize what you need and want. Your life is for you to live not for society to dictate how. Why don't we start with the lingerie for tomorrow and stick with my male suit until we have a plan. Val pouts at me and says that there is no better way than to just do it. I smiled and said maybe. Monday morning routine, enjoy the silky hose and lingerie as I get my day started. The starbuck line is my next step; I wonder if the hot women will be there? What is she wearing today? I am not disappointed, the "starbucks" woman is walking out with her coffee, gracely perched on some 2 inch heeled booties, three quarter length slim fit slacks and a form fitted soft dusty pink sweater. Her hair in a tight bun, with the oh so sexy oversized dark rimmed glasses. My god that is hot, I say to myself. I smile and blush as I walk past her into the coffee shop. When I get to work I settle into my morning routine and meeting schedule. Val is all business making sure we are ontop of my file load. She moves so smoothly on her 4 inch heels, her silky smooth legs peering out from her pleated skirt, her toned arms oh so noticable from her white semi transparent blouse, just a hint of lace from her longline bra showing through if you look hard. You can barely tell she is wearing makeup, except for the flat-red lipstick on her pouty lips. I try to play it cool as she does her thing, my mind races flashing images of our amazing weekend together, her pinning me down before we enjoy amazing anal, me enjoying her taste, oh so many amazing times together sharing our minds and bodies. As I work through my day I realize as three of the named partners at the firm we could be seen as an old boys club. I am only 50, but 25 years as a lawyer has been successful, I don't see me as an old boys club. One of my other partners is openly gay, the other liberal and open minded. We were meeting after lunch in the boardroom, my mind races. As we discuss business in the boardroom I burst out we need more diversity as partners, we need a woman as a named partner. The other two looked at me surprised and said, sure but where did this come so abruptly. Guys I have been wanting to tell you this for years, I have been living a life as a female most of my days away from the office. I have had these feelings for most of my life. My partners smiled at me and said, good for you, good for you Gary. This must have been really hard to do. I took a breath and looked at my two partners, guys I really appreciate your support. I want to make you feel comfortable. Why don't we all go for dinner tomorrow night, I can introduce you to Bev. Sounds good. I walk back to my office with a huge weight off my shoulders. I ask Val to meet me in my office. She sits in front of me and crosses her sexy legs and smiles. What's up? I tell her what I told my partners. She smiles and stands up and gives me a warm hug, her breast pressing into my chest, her smell intoxicating. Ok she says, I am going to take the afternoon off, I am all caught up. Meet you at your place for dinner. Val left my office with a giant smile. I formalized my diner arrangements and sent some paperwork to the BAR association to give them a heads up as to Gary using the name Bev. I can only imagine the gossip I have started. I drive home my head in a haze of emotions and thoughts. As I arrive home I see Val. She is smiling from ear to ear, waving me to her. I greet her with a hug, she walks me into the living room and pushes me to the couch. A huge flower arrangement on the coffee table, champagne on ice and a dozen bags about the room. Val gave me a long passionate kiss while straddling me, her skirt hiked up to her waist and her breasts pushed into me. The sensations she creates in my body cause me to get goose bumps all over my body. I point out the goose bumps to her, this is you, you make me so incredibly happy. Beverly, I love you and want you in every way, I also want you and I to be the foundation that gets us through anything. I love you to Val, thank you! Thank you! Val smiles and gets off me to pour the pop the cork and pour some champagne. As we sip the champagne together she gets up and starts explaining the bags. My dear Bev I have done some evaluating of your wardrobe and have made some executive decisions. You will note that all of your male attire has been donated to a good cause for college students trying to get a job. They will love the $2000 suits!!! Val, goes on. I have rearranged your closet to get some space for your female life to start on a good note. I am impressed with your lingerie collection, hosiery and nightgowns, great taste and wow, three drawers full of nylons, two dozen pairs of Wolfords still in their packages. Girl you love hose and stockings my my!! I smile and laugh, yes I do, my x wife's lack of style put me into feminine overdrive. You have a few gaps girlfriend, Val states with authority, you love heels I get it, but you need to have some variety. I started a list. You need some nude heels that match your natural skin tones, a few pairs of flats, booties and knee length boots. Check, I giggle as I write them down. You also need some workout wear, sports bras and running tights and shorts, new nunners too, oh and some headbands to keep your head in place. We are going to be workout buddies running on the trails and in that bed over there!!! Yes please miss Val! Your few office suits, skirt suits and pant suits are very nice, need a few more to give you some variety. Funny thing is you have no casual wear beyond a few pairs of yoga pants. Yes I know, I like to dress to feel the sensations of nice clothes, I have no interest in casual wear. Val smiles, I see that. We can buy a few casual skirts and maxi dresses to give you options. Go to the bedroom and open this bag, meet you in there in ten. I take the bag and make my way to the bedroom, I open the Agent Provocateur bag. Inside is a blue/ purple Willa Teddy and rude stay up stockings. I notice an oversized jewelry case. Inside the case is a purple jeweled stainless steel butt plug. This is interesting... The last of my male attire consists of the suit I am wearing. I drop the suit to the floor and expose the lingerie I have been wearing all day. I take the hose and panties off and put them to the side. I focus on the next step. I put on the teddy that fits perfectly, the thong back settles in between my cheeks and gives my body a tingle, my clit jerks with excitement. I unpackage my nylons and roll them up in my fingers and slip them up my smooth legs. Wow do I ever love that feeling, high end nylon stocking slowly falling into place on my silky legs. My clit twitches and aches in anticipation. I roll the second stocking into place and arrange the band on my thigh to look smooth. I open the door and toss my hair around flowing to my shoulders. Miss Val, I need a hand in the bedroom. She drops her skirt and blouse to the floor as she walks to me in just her panties and bra. Her bra next to be removed and hung from the door handle. I need help with this jewelry I found in this bag. I thought I should wear this tonight as I hope to be taken advantage of by my girl. Val smiles as she grabs some lube and tells me to lay next to her on the bed. Lucky girl this friend of yours. You need to put a ring on her finger, or at least a jewel in her rose bud!!! Val rolls me over and slaps my ass. She makes her way to my tight sphincter and gives it some attention with her tongue then her finger and lube. I hum with excitement and nerves. She takes her time to get me ready and loosen me up. I feel cool stainless steel open me gently up and fall into place. It did not hurt or overwhelm, it just made me feel things I have never felt before. This was the start to a whole new chapter of my life......