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The Exposure Effect By Sabrina G. Langton "Come on, strike a pose. Let's get this over with." My wife was taking pictures of me. I just loved to pose. Every Wednesday night after dinner, around 9:30 or 10 pm, I would get all dressed up and add to my personal collection of photos. My wife, Lola and I have been married for 2 years this spring, we were both 27. She found out I was a crossdresser, before we got married, but after we bought a house, she was a little apprehensive. She said she never met one before. She didn't even believe me at first until I showed her 'Sabrina' completely dressed up, that was the most nervous I have ever been in my life. She was the first one to ever see me in person. When I got dressed for the first meeting I was wearing everything, makeup, wig, breast forms, stockings and a very conservative outfit. I really wanted to make a good impression, even though I knew my makeup could use a little work. "Wow," she said. "If I didn't know, I would have bet you were a real woman. I don't think I'm going to be too into this." She was very skeptical about my hobby. Lola wasn't one for dressing up, unlike me, I had a sexy outfit for every occasion, whereas Lola wore the same 7 things each week. She decided that if I was to dress as Sabrina, when we got married, then I'd have to have my own room. We bought a nice big house near to where Lola grew up and currently worked. It had a very wide open kitchen surrounded by the living room on the right and the two car garage on the right. Once we moved in, all my clothes and accessories were relegated to the large storage room over the garage, which was fine with me as it was huge and quiet and way on the other side of the house. Lola told me, "If there is another woman in the house I'd rather not run into her too often." I spent 6 months getting the room perfect. I had workmen in and had wood floors put down. I wanted to hear the click of my heels as I walked. The walls were plaster boarded and painted a light pink. I got window treatments for all of the windows and matching bedsheets and pillows for the new queen size bed. It looked incredible, though very girlie, Lola didn't like it at all. The builders were even able to give me a nice sized bathroom and big walk-in closet. And for storage there was a crawlspace in a spot above the main house. Since the ceilings were so high, the construction guys gave me three stairs leading to a little platform toward the front of the house. It was surrounded by windows and gave a nice view of the front lawn and farther away, the street. There were lights mounted in the ceiling above it and it turned into a perfect place to model for my pictures or to sit and have martinis. In the coming months I filled the room with a day bed, a table and chairs, a small fridge, a dresser, lots of mirrors and my pride and joy, a white antique vanity. I never had to leave. Well of course at first Lola didn't want to photograph me, but I wound her down, and finally I did convince her. Sex with Lola was always short and quick, she needed to get it over with so she could get to sleep. Sleeping, I think was her main hobby. I thought taking pictures would be good for our sex life, I even told Lola I would take pictures of her. She could pose and I would make her feel beautiful. I know it made me feel so erotic, but it did the opposite for Lola, it just made her exhausted. Even when we tried it on a Saturday afternoon. Of course she was so nervous someone would stop over. We then relegated the photo session to Wednesday nights, right in the middle of the week, mainly because she knew no one would be stopping by or calling so late. "Come on Sabrina, work that tush." She would tease me quite a bit on those nights. The whole time the flash was going, I was getting so turned on, and I loved seeing the sexy blonde in the mirror. I would crawl on my hands and knees and start kissing her pussy. "Will you stop that?" she would yell at me. "Come on, I'm giving you a couple of more minutes." She used to get bored very quick. I once walked out in only my sheer panties with a towel around myself covering my forms. "Can I get some shots in my towel?" I wondered. Once Lola started taking pictures I dropped the towel, showing off my tuck and my pussy panties along with my D cup breast forms. She didn't like it at all. "Stop, wrap that towel around you. Starting now, if you need me to do this," she said. "I have to think of you as just some other woman I'm taking pictures of, you can't be my husband in heels and stockings. Try to act like we have a working relationship ONLY." I chuckled to myself, actually that was kind of working for me. I would get in the mindset as soon as my wig went on, and I didn't become her partner again 'til it was off, which could be the next morning. But after the session, I would stay in my bed and pose in front of the mirror. It didn't take long before I came in my panties, leading to a long night of fantasizing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lola got quite good at it after a while, and I always complimented her on her technique. When I was single I would set up my phone to take video and a pics with a timer, and then run to my spot to pose. After a while I bought a camera that would take pictures twenty at a time, this was better but I wanted to make eye contact and really pose like some of the models I watch online. I just loved looking them over when I was done, all my feminine poses and all the arty angles, I was obsessed. Originally when I asked Lola to take videos and pictures of me she laughed. "Yeah, that's what I want to do at night instead of sleeping and watching TV," I told her "Technically you will be watching a TV." She wasn't amused. I started to realize how lucky I was to have my own personal photographer a couple of times a month, even though I was the only one enjoying it. The rest of the week was cataloging all the looks I had. I could tell Lola was a little uncomfortable with how sexy I would become as the night progressed. I always started in a nice dress or simple top and skirt then work my way down to my lingerie. I also loved showing off my breast forms. "God, you just can't wait," she would grunt. "To show off your tits. I hate that they are so much bigger than mine too." The dress I was wearing I loved, it was red and so short and low cut. I was all legs and boobs in it. Watching myself in the mirror in this dress and my red pumps was turning me on so much. We took a few more pictures but by the end of the session, of course I was so excited again. I was usually down to only stockings and heels and maybe a pair of skimpy panties. "I cannot believe it," Lola would say. "That your little dick is somewhere inside those tiny things." I would laugh, I was so good at tucking. "I have to tell you." She chuckled. "This does not turn me on at all, looking at a woman, a semi-naked woman in her underwear, I feel like I'm glancing through Vogue at the Doctors office. Maybe we should get some real men in here to get my libido going." She laughed, shut the lights and ran off to bed. Leaving me so horny thinking about some men, I usually came before she even made it back to her room. After about a year I could tell she was getting tired of it. We went from 4 times a month to two and then once in a while. Though I still dressed up those nights and falling asleep in my nightgowns. Lola then did something I couldn't believe. She started telling Sally that she was taking pictures of her crossdressing husband. Sally was her friend and partner at the investment firm, they hung out quite often. Sally was the only one other than my wife that knew I liked to dress. She visited one day and stumbled upon my collection of heels, styles my wife would never ever wear. We didn't even tell her, she guessed, she sneered and said she wasn't surprised either. That day they both left in a huff and I didn't see Lola 'til the next day. Originally when Lola told Sally she was taking photos of me, she got very excited and begged to be shown. We invited her over one night and Lola showed her some of the shots on the computer monitor. I was embarrassed looking at these sexy pictures with two women making fun of me. Lola said. "Oh my God, he is such a girl, you should hear the voice he uses when he's posing." Sally looked at me. "Do it for me now, let me hear your little girl voice." I excused myself and got more wine for the three of us. Sally especially loved the ones of me in short skirts crossing my legs, and she was amazed I walked in such high heeled pumps without falling. She seemed a little disapproving of some of the more risqu? shots, she would shake her head and give me a weird look. "Why are men and crossdressers so obsessed with boobs?" Sally was the polar opposite of my wife. She was the type to stay out all night drinking, and had loads of friends and even more boyfriends. Lola always found time to go out with her every Sunday, for the entire day, I didn't see her until bedtime. If they didn't work so closely together they never would have become friends. My only concern was that Sally would tell my secret to someone else, she wasn't the most friendliest towards me and I hated that she knew this side of me. Lola told me one day. "Sal says I should show your pictures to the Lester's Photography Studio, apparently she knows people who work there. They have fashion shoots all the time. You could be a model." She laughed. "Maybe even a lingerie model, you slut." She laughed even louder. I knew she was just teasing me. Lester's was on the bottom floor of her two floor office building, it was a very large space and models and techs would file in and out of there all day. Next to it was also a string of other business, a Salon, a Post Office and a Coffee Shop, but LPS took up most of the real estate. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A couple of weeks later we sat down after I cooked dinner. "Me and Sal brought your pictures in to Lester's yesterday." My jaw dropped. "Mostly your slutty ones of course. Ha" She shook her head. "They loved them, actually they really loved you, and some of the staff couldn't believe you were male, you have such perfect tits they said. They didn't even ask about me." I was speechless. "But then they told me they didn't have any open spots for new photographers. So that was that." I was surprised she would actually go through with her idea, but I wasn't surprised she was so quick to give up her photography. I swallowed hard and asked. "You showed them my pictures, I thought you were kidding about Lester's, do they know who I am?" "Actually, Sal told them already. She told them my husband was a hot transgender model, ha ha. She's always threatening to introduce you to one of her sexy new boyfriends, to get you out of my hair and into someone else's." I couldn't believe that Lola would go along with actually showing my pictures. I had never been out of the house as a girl and I certainly didn't tell anyone I was a CD. I figured that was the end of it until I got more news. "I wasn't even going to tell you about any of this, but one of the photographers came up to the office this afternoon and said that they would like to take pictures of you, so I could get some sleep. Ha, I was complaining to them about our little sessions. That's happening this Wednesday, so have some cash handy just in case." "What? You have to be kidding. I can't dress in front of a man," I cried. "Oh stop. How do you even know it's a man?" She got up to clean the table. "Oh and it is." She giggled. "What's the big deal, you get a photographer, he gets to hang with a hot gurl and I get some sleep. I get to forget about this WHOLE thing. No more pictures from me, you can sell my camera." I tried to talk her out of it but she said it would be good for both of us. "This way I can support your crossdressing and you can support my right to go to bed early." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was quite nervous on Wednesday. Lola told me he wanted to come over at 6:30, right after his work at the studio. "Since he is coming over that early," she told me. "I'm going to go out with Sally to get something to eat. I'll stay to introduce you of course." I got dressed up as soon as I finished work. I have gotten a number of new outfits since last time Lola took pictures of me, which was a couple of months ago now, and I wanted to try a few old outfits with new accessories. At 6.30 on the dot the doorbell rang and Lola brought in the man from the studio. "Sabrina, this is Mike from LPS." Mike was much taller than me. He must have stood around six foot three or four, with a 5 o'clock shadow and maybe ten years older. He reached out his hand and lightly took mine. "Nice to meet you," he said, "I see you are completely ready." I wasn't used to having people see me as Sabrina so I spoke with a little tremor in my voice, I also forgot to go higher. "Hi, thank you for coming." He smiled at me. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that voice to come out of such a pretty face." We all laughed and I told him, "Mmm, I would try harder next time. mmm mmm." Clearing my throat in my Sabrina voice. "Wow what a difference," he said amazed, smiling at me. "Okay let's see this great workspace I've been hearing about." Lola grabbed her coat. "Okay you two, I'm leaving. Have fun." She winked and then she was gone. I led Mike to my room. The only way to get there was through a door in the kitchen, so we worked our way though and I helped him with his equipment. "This is very nice. Very, very nice, you even have perfect lighting." He said as he scanned the room. Is this YOUR room?" Yes." I smiled a little embarrassed. My room was so girly and feminine. "Well it's great and so spacious. Why don't you go on the raised area and I will set up some more lights. I stepped back, not as nervous, and posed with my hand on my hip as Mike fiddled with the lights. I had on a long green sundress with white flowers. The hem dipped just below my knees. It was short sleeved and was cut very high on my neck showing no skin except my arms. I was very shy at first, and I knew I couldn't bring myself to show the real Sabrina until I was comfortable with someone. I especially wasn't going to show off my D cup breasts. I had on nude pantyhose and nude 5 inch sandals with a nice chunky heel, and he complimented me on my legs. He then looked up at me on the platform and smiled as he brushed the hair out of my eyes. I instantly got hard in my panties, a little bit of electricity shot through my whole body. My long blond wig with darker streaks, hung around my face which was lightly made up. I looked like an elementary school teacher. One of my favorite looks, but one Lola hated because she thought I dressed too much like the younger women at her work. Specifically, I looked like her assistant from the back, same haircut and figure. I always wanted to role play me as her assistant making her fuck me on the desk but she would never go for it. She always said, "Women did nothing for me at all, give me a man in uniform instead. A real man in a uniform." I couldn't tell her, but I would have loved a man in uniform myself. One much taller and stronger than me. Mike walked around and studied my body. "You look great, turn around, this is going to be fun. Let's take some test shots." He took a couple of pictures from the front and from the behind. "You have a fantastic figure, and you look great in that dress." I just smiled eating up every nice thing he said about me. After a couple more shots I got us some bottles of water and watched as Mike surveyed my room. "It's really excellent in here, it's decorated so nice. You are a very lucky girl to have such an understanding partner." I chuckled. "I know." Once he was ready he moved the lights, put up a couple of bounce boards and pulled out a bigger..... camera. It took 30 minutes before I really started to get into it. Mike made me change my moves and poses and I started to feel like a real model. "That's it," he would announce. "Look at the camera, smile." I changed into 3 more outfits that night and then Mike asked me if I had any costumes. "Not really," I announced. "But I'm sure I could get some." "Everybody loves costumes." He said as he picked up his phone." I have some at the studio, what sizes are you?" I then gave him my stats: I was 5'8" 148 pounds, usually I took a medium. When I said I wore women's size eight shoes, he looked up with a smile on his face. "I just did a shoot for Women's Shoe Warehouse, I must have 20 to 30 pairs of size eights. All the three to sevens are gone of course. I am going to make you a very happy girl next week." The rest of the night flew by. I was having so much fun, I loved when he would tell me to give him more, or look sexy. I felt so feminine, he was pushing every fantasy button I ever had. He asked me what my motivation was but I couldn't tell him, I was posing for a man and trying to turn him on, ha. I loved how he stroked my imagination and my ego by telling me how beautiful I was and how sweet I smelled. Lola never said any of that, she just teased me and made fun of my poses. I wonder if this is how a real photography session went because I was loving it. When it was around 8:30, we finished our water, copied the pictures to my hard drive and said goodbye 'til next week. I decided to stay dressed as Sabrina and sleep in my room alone that night, I was so worked up, I never even heard Lola get home. I slipped on my demi bra and sheer white slip and put on some thigh high stockings. I dipped my toes into my six inch white pumps and got ready to get comfortable in bed. I was so excited, I untucked and I was so hard. I opened the draw of my side table and pulled out my favorite toy. I always kept it buried but accessible. I have never talked to a man while dressed as Sabrina and it made me excited all night, I had to do something about it. My dildo was 8 inches long and nice and thick. It was so real looking. I pushed the suction cup against the headboard of my bed and got on all fours. Slowly I kissed the head of the cock and worked its way down my throat, imagining that it was Mike I was making happy. I have practiced this so much, I am probably a semi-pro. I was glad I was so far away in my room, hoping that no one could hear me orgasm, it was long and wonderful. I moaned and my nylon panties got drenched. I cleaned myself up and licked all the cum off my unmentionables. I said goodnight to the long thick cock and had an unbroken sleep until morning. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "How did my little slut do last night?" "Oh my, it was so much fun, he must have taken a thousand photos," I squealed. Lola smiled and shook her head. "So I guess this is happening again." I feigned surprise. "Of course, just because you don't like making art doesn't mean that other people won't, I think we found the perfect man for the job too." We laughed. She then said, "I guess it's the best two hundred bucks I have ever spent." And she ran off to work. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next week dragged by, I couldn't wait for another photography session. My libido was at an all-time high, I was constantly excited. Looking at outfits to buy online was so much more exciting knowing I would be posing in front of an audience in them, especially an audience of one. The next session I wore a sweet full white dress and red 5 inch sandals to greet the photographer. We let him in and he kissed both of our hands. "So nice to be surrounded by such beautiful ladies," he said and handed us a couple of bottles of wine. "I had so much fun last week, thank you for showing how much I missed about fashion photography, I haven't shot a full woman in way too long, and it's always just close- ups of various body parts. And never my favorite body parts." We laughed. "I do have a couple of projects coming up, though, that I'm pretty excited about." I just smiled, grabbed two wine glasses, and walked him to my room, as Lola went out to meet Sally. "I love your dress, you look so innocent." I am Innocent. I smiled. We took a few pictures and then he got a phone call. "She's here." He exclaimed. "Who's here?" "You'll see." I went down the hall to open the door and a beautiful tall Asian woman was waiting with a couple of shopping bags. "Hi, I have more, I'll be right back," she said and moved off. On the way to the room I grabbed another glass and showed her the way. When she settled down, we sat at my little table in my room and had some wine. "My name is Miri." She told me. "I'm your makeup person. Mike wanted to see you in a few different looks." I was now very intrigued and couldn't wait to get started, but first I had to look through all the bags that she brought. Mike said they had a lot of shoes for me and they did, there was 28 pairs, mostly heels. There was all kinds of outfits in the bags too, Miri told me they were mostly cocktail dresses, costumes and some fantasy outfits. I couldn't wait to go through them all. I went to change into another outfit and Miri followed me. "First we do your figure." She pulled out a box with breast forms, they were bigger than the ones I had on. Once I slipped them over my head, she put me in a new bra. "You are a 36 Double D now Sabrina. The boys are going to love you" I loved that, she then fixed my makeup. In about 20 minutes I was done, and I was very glamourous. I looked smashing. I looked like I just walked out of Cosmopolitan magazine. "I will show you how to achieve this look next time I come over." She then attached something to my hips to make me curvier and give me a sexier ass. She also put me in my first corset. Lola wouldn't let me get one, she said women don't wear them. "Breathe in," Miri said, and I felt my waist squeeze. "You should get used to wearing one of these, they will give you a remarkable figure, sweetie." Out of a bag came an electric blue off the shoulder dress. "This will be perfect for your new boobs and new shape, Mike will love it." She slid it on and she zipped me up. It was very tight, ending just above my knee. It was strapless and it had a fabric that went around my boobs all the way to the back. She added a matching blue choker to cover the breast form seams, at least around my neck, and had me step into white six inch pumps. She sat me down in front of the mirror and brushed my wig to one side and added a comb to keep it that way. Then she added my big gold hoop earrings and she pulled out some matching bracelets from her case. "Don't you have any jewelry?" she asked. "No, not really only my clip on earrings. I always thought jewelry was something you were given, and I don't have anyone to give me those type of presents." She smiled and gave me a quick hug. "Now some nails." She pulled out a plastic case filled with them and accessories. "I'm am going to get you a set up just like this. So, starting right now, you will always have your nails on." She showed me hers and they were beautiful and very glossy. "Every move you make becomes so much more feminine with long glamourous nails." She stuck them on with two sided tape, and soon I had long white nails, and I was running them through my hair. "You are now done beautiful, let's go show off." She led me back into the room where Mike was setting up the next shot. There was suddenly a big white wall where he was standing. He turned around. "Wow, and when did this beauty get here?" He laughed and he told me to stand in front of the lights and the new wall he called a sike. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. "You look so good. He said while he was studying my look. "Miri is going to show you some tricks on doing your own makeup. Why don't I take a couple of pix with the wine glass in your pretty hands? Let's show off those nails." I felt so incredible, my look was so perfect and sexy. I loved when Mike would touch me and move me into a position, it would make me a little horny watching us in the mirror. I couldn't believe the sexy blonde was me. Mike must have took another thousand pictures, while I posed and smiled. Toward the end I was wearing a nurse's uniform that they pulled out of one of the bags, I loved wearing things like this. The only other cosplay outfit I owned was a maids uniform and Lola would never let me wear it in front of her, even when I told her I would sweep the house and give the cleaning lady a break. We did one more set up and it was time to relax. I was wearing a light summer sundress and we sat down again and talked, over a last glass of wine. He told me Miri and him both have worked at LPS for over 3 years. "It's mostly catalog pictures," said Mike. "Last week I had to photograph kittens, shooting women is so much more fun." He looked at his phone again. "I do have some more footwear pictures to take, I can bring them next week. We can get you on the payroll. He gave me a wink and then got up to leave. I walked them to the door and they both kissed me on the cheek. Miri said, "I will be back during the week to give you some pointers, what are some good days for you?" After looking through our schedule they left and I sashayed back to my room. I couldn't wait to try on every one of those new heels. I was even more excited than last week, my look was so sexy. Of course I had to play with my trusty dildo, just to take me off of this incredible high I was on. I placed it waist high against my wall, and let it push into my front then my backside. I was so nervous about inserting it inside me. I knew once I did, it would be all over for me, it would be the only thing I would think about. I got off on it rubbing against my pantyhosed ass. Just watching me in the mirror in my new heels with a huge cock pushing into me was enough to have me cum in my panties, but it wasn't the only time that night. Once again I stayed in Sabrina mode in my room all night, I loved waking up and seeing her in my mirrors in the morning. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next three months I have seen Miri twice a week for makeup, hair removal, voice lessons and girl talk. Every Wednesday I have been shooting photos with Michael. When we started our sessions they used to end around 9:00 or 10:00 depending on what time Mike showed up, but lately, he might stay until midnight or one am. Sometimes we just hung around without taking pictures for hours, I would make him drinks and we would talk, then wait 'til I was okay he could drive. I found out he was single and lived in The Valley, fifteen minutes from here. I loved listening to him talk. Now that Miri had taught me so many tips in makeup, the process was so much faster and more natural. I felt I really looked like a woman, and Mike would treat me as one. We would sit on the couch, drinking wine, with him playing with my hair. "One day your own hair will be this long." I would giggle at him and we would hold hands, he said he loved a woman with long nails, sometimes he would pick up my fingers and kiss them. Watching my fingers intertwined with his was such a turn on for me, I was so hard. Thank God I was tucked. I would hate to be tenting in my dress, and losing the illusion of being all girl. One time he was looking at my lips. "One day we should have these plumped up a bit." And then he put his hand on my cheek and brushed my lips with his thumb. I let out a slight sigh and came inside my panties, I wasn't used to all this manhandling. I know he said something else but I just smiled swimming in the euphoria of my orgasm, wishing he would kiss me. We did do the session with the footwear too, for an online catalog. We shot forty two different heels and sneakers in two sessions, while talking about our lives the entire time. He used to make me stand in some crazy uncomfortable positons to get his shot. "Just turn a little to the left," he would say, and he would then touch my breasts. "Sorry." He would smile and touch them again. "They are so big they keep getting in the way." He was making me crazy, I was loving all this flirting. I always expected him to make a move but one never came. I fantasized us making love under the lights while Lola slept in her room, never imagining her crossdresser husband was making love to a man. I also loved when he referred to Lola as my friend. "Your friend sure left in a hurry," he would say. And speaking of Lola, she was hanging out more with Sally. Lola didn't like knowing her husband was getting makeup lessons, or learning to act even more like a girl. She would yell at me when she saw me cross my legs, when I wasn't dressed as a woman, or use my female voice in male mode. And if I tucked my legs under myself when we watched TV I usually got hit in the arm. "Sit like a man for chissakes," she would bark. Taking pictures was easier to understand I guess. Soon she and Sal started going out for dinner or drinks as soon as Miri or Mike came over. They both knew the schedule better than me. She was usually back in bed by nine or ten, though sometimes she came home much later, which was unusual. While she was out my look was really coming together, especially with my corset on. I could easily lose three inches, and it made my breasts look even better with either my D cups of Double D. My skin was also so much smoother especially with the epilation that Miri did for me. She also supplied me with lotions and oils to make my skin so much softer. Even my own hair was looking more fem, now that Miri would wash and cut it. I was loving all the attention, from both Miri and Mike, plus I just loved talking to man while I was in a dress. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next Wednesday came and Mike and Miri came over. "I have a surprise for you Sabrina." She pulled out a pink case. "We are doing something a little special with your nails tonight since you are off work the rest of the week." After she did my makeup she started work on my nails. First she cleaned them with nail polish remover, a little file and buffing and then she pushed back my cuticles. "I want you to start doing this yourself after tonight. It's a lot of work, but as you will soon see, so worth it." "Incidentally," Miri noted. "I met a guy when I picked up this set for you." She showed me the box with a handle and all the little items inside for perfect nails. "I met him moving in and out of a parking spot." "A parking spot?" I looked at her while she filed my nails. "Was it something tricky?" She smiled and said, "Well, it's funny because he said if I get into any more complicated situations I should give him a call. He handed me his card. Turns out he's a lawyer." She then glued on tips and then moisturized my hands and cuticles and adding a base coat of polish. 3 more layers later and my nails were perfect. Painted a bright pink. "I have a date with him tonight." She smiled. Then I went under a UV LED Nail Lamp and in a couple of minutes my nails were dry and ready to show off. She added the same color to my toes. I was loving being so pampered. And I smiled up at her. "Do you think you could pierce my ears?" I was a little embarrassed about taking this step, but I knew Miri would know if the time was right or not. She just smiled and pull out something called a piercing gun from her make up box. "Ready girl?" she warned. "Just a little sting." She gave me simple round 'Cubic Zirconia Studs' that she had, they were 3mm, and they were small but hopefully unnoticeable. I was ecstatic. Mike noticed them right away. "We are going to get a nice glow from them in the pictures, wait and see." Miri had to leave for her date. I said, "I wish you brought him here to introduce us." She smiled. "What? You are finally ready to meet people, I am so glad for that turn of events," she said goodbye and Michael and I took pictures and talked all night long. The next day Lola and I were planning on going to the movies and then a late dinner and I totally forgot about my fingernails. I decided I would wear my little white gloves, I figured no one would notice in the theater. "What the fuck! You have pierced ears now?" she yelled when I saw her in the kitchen. "They are very small I reasoned, I can hide them with my hair." She shook her head. "Yeah hide them with your girly hair, that's so much better. Have I not seen you lately?" She then noticed the gloves. "Take those off!" I dreaded doing this I knew she would be livid. "You got to fucking be kidding me! How are you going to go to work with those, and they are bright pink for crissakes! Do you want to be noticed?" They were pretty long and the pink was all too eye catching. I was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know what to say. "Don't tell me your toenails match. Wait, I don't even want to know." The crazy thing was that my toenails have been painted for months, I didn't give her that information though. I slipped back on the gloves. "That is not going to help, you are becoming way too obsessed with this dressing. You know what, Sal told me this would happen. She said you would start looking more and more feminine." I looked a little confused. "Sal? Why does she care?" "Why?" She yelled. "Cause she's' my friend. Both of us know your crossdressing is taking too much of your time. She warned me... I don't know why I didn't listen. I'm staying home, and go take off those fucking nails!" She then marched to her room and slammed the door. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was quite shaken up the next couple of days and was so glad I got a call from Miri. On Friday she asked if I wanted to take some shots at the studio, under professional circumstances. It took some convincing, so I got a dress on and she promised to pick me up and we went to have coffee in the shop next door. "I want you to get comfortable out in the world," she said. "And don't be anxious about the studio, it will just be me and Mike and a couple of guys moving lights. Easy." She smiled, she always made me feel so comfortable, and I liked her very much. "Come on let's get on line and get coffee." We stood up and I felt like everyone was watching me, but I knew I had Miri as a guide. There was a tap on my shoulder. "Sabrina? What the hell?" I turned around and it was Lola.. AND Sally. "What the fuck, why are you here? I am always IN here..." She was quite mad, Miri stood next to me as we moved off the line. "We are taking her to the Studio to test some new equipment," Miri said to both Lola and Sally. "I, uh, wanted to see what it was like in a real studio," I stuttered. I felt everyone was paying too much attention to our conversation and my outfit. Sally laughed a little sarcastically. "Oh Lola leave her alone, I'm sure she will be fine she's with Miri, and I'm sure with Mike. Come on let's get our order and go back upstairs." Sally then looked at Miri and said. "I see it didn't take long to turn Little Miss High heels here into a real women. You are very good at your job." Sally tapped me on the nose. "So long beautiful." She laughed and walked ahead. Lola told me she would drive me home so we could talk, something I dreaded. "Sorry." Miri whispered when we got back on line, "I didn't even think we should be asking her. She looked so pissed." I just shrugged. "I don't know why she would be so angry, she makes me nervous when she's mad at me." Miri looked at me and said. "Did you notice they were with two men, they are not from their office, but I have seen them before. She probably didn't want them guessing who you were." Miri shrugged as we made our way to the table. "She probably didn't want anyone recognizing you. Though there is no way anyone would." She patted my hands with my long pink nails and I believed her. After that I couldn't wait to see Mike. I needed a little more confidence and he was always there to give it to me. I got a big hug and kiss from Mike and he wanted to introduce me to the rest of the workers. "Really? I don't know," I begged. He laughed and said. "I don't want to keep you under wraps anymore Sabrina, I want the world to see you, now come on and be a big girl for me." I ended up meeting most of the staff, even the owner, Freddie Lester. He told me I was perfect for some new campaign they were working on. Mr. Lester asked if I was here to sign a release. I did and they gave me a check for $2,800. "That's for the shoe collection photos, it goes live on Monday. I will have Mike send you a link." I just said thank you and clicked back to Mike and Miri. "My first check." They both kissed me and said congratulations. Mike then took me to his office and showed me a thick book. He pointed "This is your modelling portfolio." Some HE took and some from Lola. There had to be fifty pictures in it. "You are officially a professional." Miri took me into her makeup chair surrounded by mirrors. She worked on me for about 30 minutes. She used an air sprayer to put on my foundation and color. She then totally reshaped my eyebrows. Everything felt so different. She also took my wig off and pushed back my hair and gave me a synthetic pony tail. It was very high on the back of my head but the tail came down below my shoulders. She then checked my breast forms and put a little makeup around the edge to match it to my body. I was hoping I wasn't going to show too much skin. "You are so good at this, you must be in such demand," I wondered. "I am." She laughed. "Did you go to school, where did you learn?" She looked up in deep thought and told me, "Well I went to the School of Beauty and Makeup in London but I learned more on the job. My first real makeup job was helping to transform drag queens at a local club, Butterfly's right here in town. Every Friday and Saturday for about a year I made so many people happy. I learned so much about facial structure and use of color, and wigs! I never imagined it would be one of the best moves in my career." She then looked at me, I was surprised at the recollection. "If I had a face like yours to transform my job back then would have been so much easier. Heh" She put a dark red lipstick on me. "This lip color is smudge proof." She then winked and gave me a slight hug then we made our way over to a floor to ceiling mirror. Miri then showed me the dress she wanted me to wear. It was aqua blue and very short and the front was cut to the waist. First she slightly padded my butt and put me in nude pantyhose. She gave me a pair of six and a half inch nude platform pumps, they are the highest heels I have ever had on. "Now don't fall." She giggled. "Like that would happen, you wear more heels than me." I slipped on the dress and Miri tied the matching belt around my waist. The back was pulled up and the long sleeves fixed and then I was tied around the neck. The dress was backless and almost front less, I was showing half my boobs while wearing it. "Oh my God, you look so great, this dress is so daring. Come on Mike is going to go crazy." Miri walked me out and she made me parade around Mike and the 2 lighting grip men. "Look at you on those heels," Mike said as I sashayed around the two of them. "Let's take some sexy as hell pictures." So he did, I posed for about forty minutes. Miri and I drank some wine to loosen me up first. For the last shots, Mike had me pose with my phone like I was taking selfies in the mirror. He took a couple from the back and a bunch from the front. In all of them my face was totally visible and my body looked incredible. When we were done my confidence was at an all-time high, unfortunately I had to call Lola and tell her I was ready to leave. She picked up on the 5th ring. "I left already, I'm out with Sal." She didn't say where she was or what time she was coming home. "You took too long. Take the bus, or take an Uber, I don't care." And she hung up. I can't believe she was still mad at me for not being told I was coming to the studio. Miri thinks she was mad because we caught her in the coffee shop. Mike said he would drive me home instead and Miri and I sat in her office to wait for him. "I have the perfect dress for you to wear tonight." she then put me in a plaid suspender dress. The hem was short reaching just a couple of inches below my panties. I had on a matching beige crop sweater, which showed off a little of my tight stomach, and made my breasts look huge. She fixed my hair, giving me bangs and making the pony tail just a little bit higher and then gave me big white, round earrings, which almost touched my shoulders. I slipped on my nude pumps and we sat and looked out her window. "I feel a little over dressed just for a ride home," I teased. "Oh that dress," She told me. "Isn't for you, it's for Michael." And we laughed together. As we gazed outside she said, "I can see everyone, you know, but no one can see me. It's two-way glass. I just love this office. I have had it for years." Her office was right on the first floor directly next to the coffee shop, looking out at the Avenue. She had a perfect view of the street and some of the tables for next door. "Um, you know I see a lot of people through my windows, I see lots of things I shouldn't be seeing. I'm so nosy." We laughed and I told her it would make me too anxious watching people. "Ha, I have even seen Lola and Sally through my window. A number of times. I actually have known Sal for a while now, we met at my last job, she doesn't really talk to me too much. She used to come to the parties we had in this space too, usually after work. Drinks and nibbles, that sort of thing." I shook my head. "You know, I don't think Sally likes me. She never did. I know she hates that I'm a crossdresser, even though I think she knew it even before we even told her." Miri smiled and said, "You are not a crossdresser anymore, you are a young lady." We laughed together and gazed out the window. "Okay ladies, ready," Mike interrupted as he walked in. "Wow another new outfit? I think this one is my favorite." "I thought all of them were your favorites," I said. Happy to see him. "Why do you look and smell so good?" He smiled. "I just had a shower. We have a great shower here. The best water pressure and shampoo in the city." He laughed and then Miri got up and ran her fingers through his hair. "I would have given you a haircut, you know. Maybe next time." I gave her a hug goodbye and we walked hand in hand to Mike's car. "Thank you for the ride," I whispered. He smiled and tightened his grip on me. "And thank YOU for letting me take all those pictures. You are going to be so happy with the results." He wouldn't tell me what they were for, but he said I would approve. "I have never been this happy in my life Sabrina. Why don't we go out and get a drink, you look so incredible tonight." He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I looked at him and thought. "Okay, why not. Lola's not home. Where do you want to go? Can we go someplace dark? Very dark?" We ended up at a quiet Italian place near the bay. "This is my first date," I told him, smiling. "But not our last," he said and he kissed my hand again. It was so nice, I was enjoying being the center of his attention. I also learned a lot about him, and even some more about Miri. They seemed like such wonderful people I am glad that they stumbled into my life. I looked at him. "I always think its so crazy how we met. I never would have imagined I would meet two of my favorite people through something that Sally started. Sally Richards of all people." He gave me a serious look. "Uh, you know, I have known Sally for a long time." I stopped him. "Oh Miri did say she used to know her from a previous job. You too?" He shook his head yes. "That's where we all met. Did she tell you about Butterfly's then, good. We came to Lester's together. When we first met her, Sally was so much fun than she is now. She was married then and lived right next door to the club, I would see her every night at the bar when I was working. We really haven't seen much of her in years, even though she is only a floor away from us, ha. It wasn't until she brought in Lola's pictures, well, your pictures that we kind of reconnected." I was studying his facial expression, I couldn't quite understand it. "It's weird now when I think about it, but Sally was trying to show off Lola's camera work, but it was your smile that made us interested." I smiled. "Thank God for that. Lola told me you asked her if you could take pictures of me. How come?" He smiled and grabbed my hand. "Miri had a feeling. She thought you were perfect." He laughed. "Perfect for you?" I enquired. He smiled, I melted. "Maybe." I was starting to rethink things when I said, "Maybe Sally is not as bad as I originally thought, and she is friends with all the people I love." I hesitated and looked up, I should have said liked, but I think I do love Miri and Mike, and of course I love Lola. We then shifted attention back to our drinks "Let's not talk about her, let's talk about us." And we clinked our glasses and gazed in each other's eyes. After dinner we went for a walk along the water, I was loving being out in the world with a man. This was something I have fantasized about since I was a teenager. And here I was holding hands with one I really liked. Once we were at the house, I was happy to discover Lola wasn't home. "Would you like to come in for a drink before we call it a night? I don't think I'm ready to say goodnight to you yet." He smiled and I asked him to park around the corner so Lola didn't know he was here. We went into my room and he took hold of me and ran his face through my hair. "Mmm," he said. I pushed my body against his and took in his scent. "You smell so clean, I'm glad you smartened yourself up at the studio." "I'm sorry about that my apartment is off limits for a couple of hours." "What do you mean?" I asked. He kissed my neck. "They were working on the hallway on my floor I had no access to the apartment." "Really?" I said. He nuzzled and spoke into my neck "I knew about it for a while, it should be dry around midnight. That's why I took a shower before I left." "What?" I stood back. "I thought that was for my benefit, I took it as some kind of sign. I don't think I would have asked you in otherwise, I'm not too good at seducing men." He looked at me and slowly hugged me again. "I'm sorry, but I'm so glad I am here now. I have wanted you since the first time I saw your pictures. Miri told me later that I couldn't take my eyes off of them." That made me smile and I felt my body melt into his. I poured us some Romana Black, and we drifted into my couch. We made a toast and he gave me an interesting smile as we drank. "Out of all the women and girls I have ever photographed." He stopped to collect his thoughts. "You are the only one I think about when the lights are shut." He then kissed me, tasting of licorice. My God my first kiss as a woman. I almost fainted, I felt so light headed. We kissed again and soon his tongue entered my mouth. Mike spoke first. "You know when Sal brought down your pictures for us to see, I didn't know you were.. not all female." We kissed again as I put my hands on his chest. We put down our drinks and his hands went instinctively to my breasts. "I probably should have known, Sal has brought us pictures of girls similar to you before. We try to get them jobs as waitresses and performers at a Drag Club we know, we put their portfolios together." I was so taken with his lips and his hands on my body, I wasn't really paying attention. "What?" I asked. "What does Sally do?" Mike started to kiss my neck which was exposed since my hair was up. "She is a sort of a headhunter for Butterfly's Drag Club. Her ex-husband is transgendered, she is actually one of the main performers there. They still use the photo I took of her years ago on their marque." His hands then went down my back and I felt him reach the top of my ass. He was pulling me into him and I was having trouble concentrating on the conversation. "I don't think she sees her anymore, I remember she was quite angry that she transitioned." I was a little confused. "So she showed you my pictures to get me work at a Drag Club?" "No. We saw your pix as a favor, it was all about Lola. But to me it was all about you." This was extra information that I did not need at the moment. I needed Mike, we could talk later, have sex now. I then moved up and started to unbutton his shirt with my long fingernails. "I love pink. How are you going to explain those at your job?" He asked. "I'm coming up with a plan, cause I'm also not ready to give up my long lashes and my figure," I said and then I started to run them through the hair on his chest. I smiled and took off his shirt, my smile was so wide it hurt. We looked into each other's eyes, he was still rubbing my back and then I went in for another kiss. Soon we were making out on the couch. His hands were all over me. "My God Sabrina you feel so good." He then laid me on my back and hovered on top of me. I felt his weight on me and he then started kissing my breasts as he made his way down. He licked my stomach just above my skirt, and then he pull it off. I was now on the couch in my sweater, panties, pantyhose and heels as he made his way toward my 'pussy.' He started to kiss me there while he rubbed my nylon legs. "Sabrina, I want you." He pushed his nose in my crotch, I was starting to get even harder and I was hoping I wasn't going to show. He kept on pushing and kissing my crotch with his mouth. He put his hands under my bottom and pulled me into him. "Michael that feels so good," I cooed. He was kissing my thighs and he found some erogenous zones I never knew existed. He stopped and moved off of me and kissed me hard on the mouth. "I'm going to put on some music," he said and he turned on my Bose speaker. As a Barry White song played, he brought me up to him and we stood together. He was so tall but with my heels on we were within inches of the same height. We danced and swayed while his hands roamed my body. "I hope Lola doesn't find out about this," I said into his neck. "I have a feeling," he said, "She thinks we have done this already." I looked at him, and he smiled. "I haven't found Lola sexually attractive since I met you, something has happened. When we would go to bed I imagined it was you. I couldn't do anything otherwise." "Don't worry, It's just us right now," he told me. "Michael, I feel very different than I did before I met you and Miri." He turned me around and I felt his cock push into my nylons and rear end, I felt his pants drop as he started to push even harder into my ass, sliding up the crack. I then saw he was looking at me in the mirror in front of us. "Look at that beautiful woman that's in my arms." He kissed me again on the shoulder as he moved my ponytail. We never stopped eye contact as he kissed my neck and hair. He then took off my sweater. I was now in only my lingerie. My breasts looked incredible in the tiny material of my bra. "My God Sabrina, look how sexy you are. You are all woman." Still looking at him in the mirror. "I wish, I wish I had the courage, but I don't," he whispered in my ear. "Tell that beautiful woman in the mirror that she has time, she can do whatever she wants, when she is ready." He was right of course so I smiled. "Tell her baby." I looked in the mirror in my own blue eyes and said. "Sabrina you are more than ready." I had to feel him in my mouth again so I spun around and we embraced. He then brought me back over to the couch, but I wanted him to sit. I kneeled in front of him with a huge smile on my face. I started to play with his cock. I have wanted his cock since the first night we met, and he was so hard. "I have been practicing, and making believe it was you. You are apparently on my mind constituently," I cooed. I then pulled his briefs off revealing his hard massive cock just inches from my mouth. I kissed the head and smiled up at him. I kissed all the way down his eight inch manhood, stopping to enjoy his balls in my mouth. "Sabrina that feels fantastic, don't stop." "I couldn't if I tried." Why did I wait so long to have a man in my mouth, why did I deny myself the one thing that I have wanted for so long? And then I took him and he slowly pushed down my throat. "Wait." I said, where is your camera, I would love a record of this, my first real cock." He smiled and grabbed Lola's camera that was on the side table. "Let's use this, babe." He recorded me with his cock completely in my mouth, I was in heaven. I felt him reach the back of my throat and I loved all the encouragement he was giving me. I was ready for this and now I was ready for his cum. It wasn't long 'til I was moving up and down with him moaning and feeling his enjoyment. "I want you Michael, I want you to cum in my mouth." I don't know how but I started to feel my orgasm hit, I was so tucked up but I felt myself leaking into my panties and then I exploded. My mouth came off his huge cock as I came. "Oh, my God, Michael." He then moaned some more and I started sucking him again. "Sabrina, I'm gonna come, oh shit baby here it comes.... ah, ahh" And come he did it was like a tidal wave. His sperm hit the back of my throat, I showed him and he took a picture, I then managed to swallow it all. "We can watch that later." I licked him clean as he played with my ponytail, and I cuddled with his cock as I felt him get slightly softer. "Michael, Michael baby, do you want to stay the night? Let's get into bed." He moved slowly and smiled. "Are you sure, I shouldn't go?" I shook my head and he picked me up in his arms. He laid me down on the bed, put the covers on me and kissed me. We were under the covers together, and I felt relaxed for the first time in months. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Saturday morning Michael wanted to fuck me but I wasn't ready. I told him soon, very soon. Instead we rolled around in bed, he got on top of me and I felt his cock push against me. He started rubbing his dick against my crotch and stomach as he looked into my eyes and sloppily kissed me. Every time he moved away I felt a need so strong for him to put his mouth back on me. Finally I couldn't take any more of his teasing and I grabbed his face in my hands and pulled him into my waiting mouth. We kissed and I said so much gibberish, I was so excited. As me made out I felt his erection still pushing into me, sliding over my lower body. All too soon we started to come. His spilled his sperm all over me. Both of us were moaning and I was begging for more. After showers I made him coffee and breakfast. He sat at the table in his shorts and unbuttoned shirt, while I was wearing a red silk slip and my three inch heel mules. I loved how he smiled at me. "I wish I wasn't going to be so busy this week," he apologized. "I don't know how I'm going to stay away from you." It didn't take long for me to slip onto his lap and we started kissing again. I was loving running my long nails through his hair. The pink tips peeking through his dark hair. "Well someone's enjoying breakfast I see." Lola suddenly walked in. Sheepishly I rose off his lap. "Is there anything left?" she asked. I started getting busy, getting another cup for coffee. "I can make you something," I said in a shaky voice and she sat down with a huge satisfied sigh. Here I was making out with a man at the kitchen table and she wasn't even that surprised. She was so mad at me yesterday just for running into her at the coffee shop. Just another day. Thank God Michael spoke up. "Oh, Lola I have some tickets for you for Friday. We are having a party at the studio, we got a huge new client, we are gonna celebrate." He ruffled through his back pack and I saw his manhood peek through his boxers, hoping Lola was concentrating on her cup. "Here you go, please try to come. It's right after work." It was the first I heard of this but I didn't want to say anything. Lola took the tickets and went to put it in her bag. "There are four of them here." "That's right," said Mike. "You can give two to Sally and use two for you. Bring a guest." She looked at me a little too quickly. "Well I guess I'll take Sabrina." Without even looking up from his coffee he said. "No, Sabrina will go with me. I want to take her a little early to help us get the party set up." He looked at me and smiled. "I hope you are free." Lola started her breakfast, she seemed so relaxed, and I knew she just had sex. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Life in the house became very different after that Saturday with Michael. I don't know if I changed or Lola. All I know is Monday morning, I was so horny and ready for him. I never before in my life got dressed up for someone to make love to me, but today I was prepared. I left the house for the first time not looking over my shoulder, I was just another girl running errands. First stop was my therapist, I have been going to her on and off for about four years and we decided I could start HRT. Once I was home I was in supermodel territory, I prepared myself and I called Michael. Ring Ring. "Hello Michael? I tried to sound as seductive as I could. "Can you come over today, oh, and I need you. I could use some of your heavy duty equipment." "Sabrina?" he asked. "Sabrina you can't use that voice I'm never going to be able to get anything done here at work." He was over in about 20 minutes. Before I called I put on a little Love Unlimited Orchestra of course, and started to get ready. I cleaned myself inside and out and then selected my outfit. First I slipped on a dark gray thong. The front held me in tight. I then slipped on gray sheer to the waist pantyhose. Luxurious and sexy. Next I put on my matching sheer bra and tightened the straps to push my breast forms up a little. Over that I dropped on a little white skater dress which fell somewhere between my crotch and my knees. I wanted to keep my lingerie a surprise. For years I have been asking Lola to wear something sexy to bed, actually to wear anything but she never would. She always said I should pay attention to her body not her clothes. How wrong she was. I never understood why she didn't want to have incredible sex, something sexy would have helped immensely. Last was my black ankle strap 4 inch sandals. I wanted to be at least 5 inches smaller than Michael. My makeup was soft and subdued. Miri had been teaching me for so long, and now I have become so good at different looks and colors. Once again I put my hair in the ponytail and brushed and parted my hair in the middle. I put on long drop earrings which dipped below my hair and almost came down to my shoulder. I could hear them jingle when I walked. I sprayed on my Chanel Coco Mademoiselle perfume and checked my long nails, which I painted a light gray. I then strutted in front of the mirror to get ready to see Mike, I was so nervous. I took a couple of pictures, I wanted before and after's. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- It was early afternoon when I heard his car in the driveway. I wanted to meet him outside. I wanted the neighbors to see us. He stopped taking things out of his car when he saw me approach. "Wow baby, look at you. You look incredible." He grabbed me and we kissed. I took his hand but he went back to the car. "Hold on I have a couple of things I have to get." He pulled the bags out of the car and we headed up to our room. Once we were alone he placed his arms around my waist and I put mine on his chest. "I missed you," I said then kissed him full on the mouth. Barry White was playing and I was getting turned on while in my man's arms. Michael ran his hands over my body as I took his jacket off. I told him I love a man in a suit. He just smiled. "I know." He lifted me up and I put my arms around his neck and my legs around his bottom. I was hanging on as we kissed and pushed our bodies together. We stayed like this for a while until I felt his cock start to push against my crotch. His cock was so hard and long I felt like I was sitting on it. He looked at me and he backed up to the bed. He sat and I straddled him with my silky legs. I pushed him down and I started to kiss his face and neck. My delicate hands were shaking as I unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. Watching my long nails opening his buttons was making me quite aroused. I said. "I'm opening up my present." He smiled as I ripped off his shirt uncovering his marvelous chest. All hair and hard and made even sexier with my nails running through it. I kissed his chest as he played with my hair. "Sabrina? I want to see what you have hiding under that dress." He laughed and I moved up and unbuttoned the clip on the back. He pulled it over my shoulders to reveal my breasts in my sheer bra. He smiled again and I felt him grow even harder in his pants. He bent and kissed and kneaded my breasts. I then stood up with my dress barley off and took off his shoes, socks and pants. Why I needed a man completely undressed while I was going to be in full lingerie made me stop and think. I couldn't wait to rub my barely there outfit against his naked body. He sat up as my dress dropped, introducing him to my sheer pantyhose and tiny thong. "Wow, that's what was hidden under that dress." He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer. "God, Sabrina you always look amazing. Look at how sexy you are." I moved into him and his mouth went to the pantyhose above my crotch. He was kissing my tummy as I played with his hair. He started rubbing my 'pussy' with one hand and he was playing with my breast with the other. "Michael I think I'm ready," I panted. "Do you think or know." He smiled. "I know..." He then stood up and laid me on the bed. He went to take my pantyhose off but I stopped him. "Please keep them on, I'm totally accessible I left a nice big hole for your dick. He smiled and I felt him discover it for himself. He lifted me up and slid under a pillow, then he kissed the spot and started to introduce his fingers. "I've never done this before," he said. "Neither have I... I'm a virgin you know." I looked at him with the slyest smile. Miri told me to say that once he was about to make love to me, she said guys love that. I told him I wanted to make his dick wet before he entered me and he moved his body next to mine and his dick entered my mouth. I kissed and sucked it. "Michael you are ginormous are you sure you will be able to fit this monster inside me." He chuckled. "We have to try, it is literally all I think about." He let me put more lubrication on his cock and he got into position. I placed my gray silky knees against his chest as he grabbed my feet and aimed his cock for my waiting hole. He teased me a little before it made its way in. "Push it in baby, I can't wait." I then felt the tip of his cock enter me. "Om my God, Michael." I moaned as I felt him go deeper. He waited until I was ready and I felt myself move down to take more of his cock. Inch by inch it made its way in. When I felt his strong body against me I knew he was completely in. My man was completely inside of me, and if the look on his face was anything to go by, he was loving it. We started to make love as he pushed in and out of me with my body meeting all his thrusts. I felt his cock rubbing against my tucked 'pussy' making me more excited but not any harder. I knew I was about to orgasm so I put my hands around his face. "I want you to cum inside me... now kiss me." Once his tongue entered my mouth he grunted and I felt his cum erupt inside me. I then had my own orgasm. I felt my pantyhose get wet, as our bodies moved together, enjoying our release. We stared in each other's eyes and then we rolled over and I slept against him. His hard cock threatening to make another appearance inside me. Michael didn't leave for the rest of the day, we didn't even hear Lola get home. We stayed in my part of the house, only going out to make dinner for us in the kitchen. When he did get ready to go I walked him to the door. "Thank you for everything," I told him. He smiled and licked my lips. Before I knew it his pants and my pantyhose were down and his cock was inside me again. He was pushing me against the door as he fucked me. I had another incredible orgasm and reluctantly said goodbye. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The rest of the week was busy for both Michael, Miri and I. I quit my job and sold my shares of the company. With the package they gave me I discovered I would be well-off for a while. I didn't have to really think about money for the time being. Miri then decided that we were going to hand deliver the invitations to the party. The party was for the opening of Fashion Week in the City. The Mayor and a couple of dignitaries were also going to attend. I was starting to get excited and I loved getting all dressed up with Miri. All the nervousness I felt originally was mostly gone when I was with her. She told me it was about time I introduced Sabrina to the world. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- That Wednesday turned out to be the last photography session with Michael I had to pay for. Actually I don't know who was paying him, it must of been Lola. When Lola let Michael in they were chatting in the kitchen before I came into the room. Lola was quite dressed up, for her, and Michael was saying how nice she looked. "I might not be home tonight," she told me. Actually I don't think I will be home tonight or the rest of the week but I will see you two on Friday." "Big date?" Michael inquired. "Very big." She winked and left. Michael kissed me hello. "That's nice how the two of you have met someone new at the same time." "I guess." I smiled when I said, "It causes a lot less drama that way. I'm glad I planned it." The crazy thing was it did feel a little planned. Was it really serendipity? When Michael grabbed me and kissed me I really didn't care anymore. The photo session was so much fun. Michael kept on calling me Miss Langton and yelled at me whenever I was inappropriate. Which was a lot of the time. "Miss Langton! What if my boss found out?" "Miss Langton I'm not used to someone tugging on that." I just laughed, I was having so much fun. I loved the games he was playing. When Miri stopped by she brought her boyfriend Ken. I went and made drinks for everybody, something special. Miri took the glass. "What is this? It looks so delicious." A Ginger Martini, it was named after a Spice Girl." I laughed as we all took a sip. Miri loved it. "This is officially our new drink." Michael corralled everyone together and took pictures of the four of us with a remote. "You can get shots with that," I inquired. "We are going to get lots of use with that whatchamacallit. I want you in all my pictures." Miri laughed. Everyone finished their drinks. "This is my favorite Wednesday," Miri said. "But we have to go, the sexual tension is way too thick in here. I can't breathe." We all said goodbye and me and Michael made our way back to the room, me on the edge of my bed and Michael at the table putting all the pictures he shot onto my hard drive. I sat fixing my hair and looking into the mirror on the wall. Slowly brushing it. I had to admit I looked so nice, my own hair was just long enough to get a nice style out of it. I had my nyloned legs crossed and I was enjoying the feeling of my long nails on my thighs. I looked toward Michael and he was just watching me, smiling. He then got up and started slowly walking toward me, losing his clothes in the process. When he reached me he was completely naked. My bed spring and mattress were quite thick and they brought me almost to a perfect height to come in contact with his hard cock. His look had a little bit of pleading in it. I just smiled and said, "You are such a boy..." I then took him into my mouth. My lips instantly making its way down the length of it. Looking up, he had a nice smile of contentment on him, I was making him very happy. "Mmm," I moaned as I wrapped my fingers with my long red fingernails around his manhood. I then kissed the head and looked up again. "You've never had it so good." He laughed and I gave him the best head he has ever had. Feeling him in my mouth was so wonderful. "I'm ready, babe." He smiled and I knew where he wanted to come. I kept on pumping his cock as we made eye contact, sometimes making silly faces. "You can pull faces all night, I can cum by looking at those breasts and legs of yours." Michael then started to squirt all over my breasts and dress. He then kissed me, though I know I had to go wash up. Later before we went to sleep he sat me down on the bed. "Sabrina, you know I have never given you a present. I don't know why, I think you just distract me so much." He was smiling as he handed me a nice little box wrapped in pink and silver foil. I don't know why but I started to tear up. I never got presents, Lola was definitely not one for gifts. I opened it and inside was a gold ankle bracelet. "Miri told me you had no jewelry." He took it out of the box and lifted my leg. He placed the chain around my ankle where the name Sabrina could clearly be seen. "There," he said. "It fits perfectly. Anyone short enough to read it will know your name." I hit him on the shoulder, then took his face in my hands and gave him an incredible thank you kiss. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Friday afternoon we all met at the studio. The entire first floor of the building, Lola's building, was covered with curtains or sheets to cover the windows. The staff had name tags, mine said 'Sabrina Langton Client Services.' We set up a little information booth with people from the Fashion Week team. And Miri and I went to set a bar in the studio, it was full of wine and beer and even some sangria. We walked out handing cups to everyone who asked and then went up front for the unveiling. Mr. Lester wanted Miri, Mike and I to stand up front to answer any questions. When the curtains came down there were huge six by six foot pictures, a number of them with me in them. They ran around the entire building even in the windows of the coffee shop and other business on the first floor. A huge banner proclaiming; 'Welcome to Fashion Week' was stationed in the middle of the building hanging from Lola and Sally's windows. The picture directly in front of me was the one Mike took in the studio with my chest hanging out holding my phone. It was next to one of me Lola took, while I was in my towel covering myself. It said; 'Sabrina Welcomes You to Fashion Week.' There was even pictures of Miri, with a casual photo and then a pro one next to it. A lot of the other men and women in the pictures I didn't know, though I did notice them in the crowd. Behind me I heard a stir. "What the hell." I turned around Lola and Sally were standing with two cops. "I have to see this every day I come into work?" She saw me and accused me of purposely putting up the pictures. "I'm sorry, I didn't know," I said. Sally looked at me. "This is exactly like my ex-husband I have to see his, her whatever picture every day. It's tremendous and right next door to me." I'm sorry." I said again. "I will ask Mr. Lester to take them down." Suddenly Mike, Miri and the boss walked over. Mr. Lester took my hand. "My team was right about you," he said gesturing toward Mike and Miri and the display. "Look how beautiful you look in your pictures." Miri beamed as she looked up and seen her work. I was still confused, once again Lola was mad again, she was chattering non-stop. I couldn't figure her out. And why did she bring two cops, wasn't one enough. When I looked at them Lola got suddenly quiet. Then Sally said, "Sabrina we would like you to meet Tim and Marc." They said hello and shook all our hands, Lola didn't even look me in the eye. Miri had a suspicious smile on her face. Sally looked at Miri then at the two men. "They are brothers, Lola and I are dating brothers, can you imagine. And they are men in blue." She hugged Tim and she smiled at me. That was a first. I didn't know what to do, I was meeting my wife's' boyfriend, of course I wasn't surprised, but I was shocked to have her introduce us in front of all my friends. Miri and I had to leave to help with the Mayors speech but once it was done we took tickets and led everyone inside. Michael opened the truncheons and the revelers walked through the exhibit. "These pictures are going to go up all over the city," he told the crowd around him. He then grabbed me and said, "Sabrina's pictures are going to be seen by everyone. Everyone is going to fall in love with her like I did." I so loved the picture of me that Lola took in my red dress. It was so slutty and there was a nice size crowd admiring it. I then caught Miri's eye and she was with Ken. We moved over to the bar and poured sangria and wine for the throngs of people. When Sally and Lola came over with their guys, we gave them drinks and Mike and I took them on a tour of the Studio. Lola was surprised how many of her pictures they used. "Your pictures are so much better than we originally thought," Mike said to Lola as he pointed to one of me in my elementary school teacher outfit. "Maybe you should start taking them again, Sabrina loves a photographer, you know." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Two months later Sally moved in. We had plenty of room, we all just shared the kitchen. It was nice since they all didn't go out as much and I had company most of the time. We figured if Sally didn't want to be reminded of her ex everyday then she should move out. Living next door to Butterfly's was a bad idea anyway for her, with the promotional picture staring at her through her bedroom window. She ended up renting the apartment to Miri and Ken who couldn't wait to get a place together. I also found out that Sally was my benefactor. Miri told her how Mike was a little infatuated with my pictures, so she set the whole thing up. The two of them had Mike ask Lola about coming over once a week. Lola didn't even need to be convinced. Sally was also the one who originally paid Miri to come over to give me lessons, twice a week, must of cost a fortune, but it was so worth it. My voice is perfect. It was Sally's decision that Lola and I needed real men and she found them for us. Lola was dating Tim before I even met Michael. Even I ended up expanding my part of the house. I refurbished the garage below my room into a living room, with lots of help with the construction team. Now I can glide down my stairs into a beautiful living space. I even had an office with a full bath set up for Mike. It had a shower with great water pressure and I always bought him expensive shampoo. I loved how he smelled when he walked out of the shower. Sometimes I would be waiting for him. One night Michael and I were making love in my room and he told me that Miri thought it would be a great idea to get everyone together. She always had the best ideas. We now spend the entire weekend together all eight of us. Everyone sleeps over, we watch movies, we hang out outside in the back working on our tans listening to music and planning vacations. Mike makes the food, he's a wonderful cook, and I make all the drinks, and we are all wonderful at everything else. Cue Barry White. The End