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An Evening In
By LindaK
Steam rose gently from the tub as Joan tested the temperature with a
manicured toe. Satisfied, she stepped carefully into the bath and sighed
as the generous foam bubbles formed around her.
She let out a soft sigh and lay still as the heat of the water worked the
tension out of her body. With her eyes closed, she ran the fingers of
one hand gently down her body relishing the softnesss of her skin. Her
hands lingered on her sex but she resisted initiating anything for the
moment. Joan smiled as she thought about what was likely to happen later
that evening.
The candles her wife had kindly lit revealed the chilled glass of Pinot
within easy reach and Joan again sighed as the cool liquid slid into her
mouth.
Over the next half hour she used her loofah to gently scrub and cleanse.
Her search for errant hair revealed that the afternoon at the salon had
been very thorough. She admired the gloss of her toes peeking out of the
now diminishing suds. "I wasn't sure about the new length of these
nails," she thought as she wiggled her long fingernails, "but they
certainly are sexy and I love how they match the crimson of my toes."
With the water chilling and her glass empty, Joan decided to get out of
the tub. She drained it but left the cleanup knowing that tomorrow she
would be doing a full cleaning of the room. The soft robe on the wall
hook felt like a warm embrace as goosebumps appeared on her arms.
Stepping into the low mules beneath the robe she entered the master
bedroom and smiled.
On the bed was a beautiful sleep set as well as some impractical but
tantalizingly sexy stockings. Beside the bed was a pair of 5" black
Louboutins. Joan smiled again as she realized that her hopes for a
sensual night was looking more likely.
Having laid the robe on a nearby settee and stepping out of the shoes,
Joan picked up the barely-there panties. As they slid up her silken legs
she again marvelled at the sensation of her smooth skin. With the
panties in place she next settled her breasts into the matching
brassiere. Sitting on the edge of the bed with a full length mirror in
view, she gathered the stockings and with pointed toes, eased them up her
legs. Her years of practice ensured the seams were centered and arrow
straight. After a check in the mirror to confirm the seams, Joan next
hooked the embroidered waist nipper. Her recent dieting had done wonders
to her already impressive figure and the lightly boned nipper highlighted
her curves.
Stepping into her heels she again checked the image and admired how the
shoe arch gently pushed her tush out while slimming her legs. Joan
stepped over to the vanity and sat gracefully. Turning on the mirror
light she carefully looked for any wayward hairs on her brows but again,
the salon staff had done their usual professional work. Joan looked at
the image in the mirror and with a bit of self admiration admitted that
even without makeup she looked good.
With a skill honed from hours of practice, Joan quickly and efficiently
began her makeup application. Her eyes were quickly turned into smoky
pools that were framed by the well mascaraed lashes, softened eye liner
and perfectly arched brows. A light dusting of foundation with a contour
of blush finished the face. With some deliberation Joan applied a lip
liner just outside her natural lip line and followed it with a kiss-proof
lipstick that matched her manicure. A quick spray of Chanel No 5 and a
shake of her recently treated hair, Joan was almost ready.
With a tap of heels across the room, she shrugged into the laced silk
negligee and checked her image in the mirror one more time. Blowing a
kiss at the image, she stepped out of the room.
The flickering light of the fireplace provided a guide and the low volume
of a television told her where to find her quarry.
Joan's heel taps gave away her approach and she stopped in the entrance
in a pose she had practiced to maximize her curves. The woman resting on
the sofa looked up from her book and smiled at what she saw.
"Come here darling," Mary said as she beckoned with her own well-
manicured finger. Mary was dressed in a similar although different
coloured ensemble. She made room for Joan to gracefully sit beside her.
The two looked silently at each other with an ease that bespoke a
relationship that had developed over a number of years. They gently came
together and their lips touched and then opened. Joan slid her hands
over Mary's breasts as Mary ran her hands along Joan's curves and down to
her lingerie framed waist. Both closed their eyes and sighed as they
enjoyed the sensations.
Mary was the first to break the kiss and with a reluctant and gentle
pressure pushed Joan back. As Joan settled in beside her, Mary handed
her a glass of wine and after retrieving hers, she offered a quiet
toast..." to a wonderful day of pampering and to an amazing partner."
Joan's eyes watered slightly as she accepted the compliment and tapped
Mary's glass.
Mary set her glass down and picked up the remote. "It's my choice
tonight but I think you will enjoy it." As the movie began, Joan replied
"The Notebook! I love this movie although it makes me cry."
The two sat quietly on the couch as the movie played. From time to time,
one of them would top up the glasses while the other would tend the fire.
As the movie came to an end, Joan found herself tearing up and she
snuggled into Mary with her head resting on Mary's breast. Mary put her
arm around Joan's shoulder, gently playing with Joan's hair.
The movie ended and Mary turned off the TV. With the fire dying down,
the two of them began to explore each other's bodies and their lips found
each other again and again.
With their hunger growing, they decided to continue their explorations in
the bedroom. Joan shooed Mary away while she quickly closed up the
fireplace and put the glasses in the sink. When she stepped into the
candlelit bedroom Joan found Mary propped up on the bed with her negligee
elegantly highlighting her toned legs. Mary crooked a finger and
beckoned Joan to the bed. With a practiced flip of her foot, Joan
stepped out of her shoes and onto the bed.
The two lovers knew each other's bodies well and brought each other to
the edge of orgasm several times before backing off. Finally, Mary used
both hands to ease Joan's head down. Joan knew that it was time and with
skilful use of her fingertips and her tongue she brought Mary first to a
climax that had her screaming and then to a trembling series of smaller
yet more powerful ones until finally, she gasped "enough, enough, oh
please...no more." Joan smiled and slid back up Mary's body and as
Mary's breath slowed, they shared sensual kisses. After a few minutes of
this, Mary took her revenge with a slow buildup that left Joan screaming
and drained.
Exhausted, the two of them barely had the strength to get under the
covers and never thought to get out to clean up their makeup.
Spooning, the two began to relax and their breathing slowed. As Mary was
about to succumb to sleep she sighed and had two thoughts...
I wonder if I can get Joan to wear the French maid outfit tomorrow and...
...I am sooo glad I married a crossdresser!
The End
Dear reader - I hope you enjoyed the story and that I was able to hide
the crossdresser element until the end (although being on Fictionmania, I
guess it was probably obvious). LOL
Mara
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