The Change Up

Finally a break comes my way. The children are off to college, the wife has to go out of the country for two months on business. I can’t remember the last time we had sex. She used to dress in all types of lingerie for me. It helped me suppress some of my crossdressing desires. That stopped and my crossdressing started to grow again. What an opportunity for me, I can change up and dress the entire time except for when I have to go to the office. Lucky me, most times I work from home. Sunday, my first day alone, I take a long bath and finally remove all that unwanted hair except for a small strip about my clitty. After the bath I rub lotion all over my clean body and walk over to the mirror to really see what I look like. I tuck my clitty between my legs and look up. Months of hard working out in the gym finally gave me a flat tummy and the girly look I had been looking for. I turn side ways and take a peek, I even have a great looking ass. If only I can get the nerve to go out dressed, hiding at home dressed when nobody is at the house has gotten old. I managed a few times to get all dollied up and drive around. Even one time I drove to a town close by and attempted to go in a friendly bar that catered to all kinds, and lost my nerve. I told myself this time it would be different. I head up to my hiding place for all my fem items. Over the years I’ve ended up with 2 trunks worth of fem attire hidden in the attic. I move Çukurambar escort my collection to my bedroom closet and put away all my things. I locate my favorite lavender camisole and matching thong with pretty flowers on it and slip them on. Oh what type of finger and toe nail polish first? I pick out a coral pink neon color. While waiting for the polish to dry between coats, I go to a few of my favorite websites to see what new clothes, shoes and accessories I can order. I find a real nice party dress with ¾ lace sleeves, scalloped tiers of lace with beading, you can never go wrong with a little black dress. The shoe site has these cute black pumps with 4” heels and rhinestone criss cross straps. I place my orders, they should be here by Friday. I can’t wait! The week drags by, the only benefit I don’t need to go the office, and this gives me a chance to work on my makeup skills. By Thursday morning I finally get the look I have been looking for. My eyes have a nice smokey look and after blending the foundation colors correctly, the makeup, blush and lip stick looks great. Friday morning and I start my regular routine, check for unwanted hair, a little waxing if needed, quick shower then rub moisturizer on my body. I slip on my bra with C cup forms, pull up my thong gaff and tuck my clitty away. Quick makeup job, bob wig, pair of black short shorts, violet sleeveless shirt that demetevler escort bayan I tie the bottom of the shirt in a knot, and a pair of sandals. I sit down at my work station and start plugging away at today’s assignments. I become so accustomed to be dressed that I don’t think off it any more. Morning goes by fast, after lunch I am almost finished up for the day when the door bells rings. Not thinking I go to answer the door. Before I realize the door is open I am looking at my mail lady, Emily. She is holding two packages that require my signature. (My mind is racing…..does she recognize me? How should I sign? Use my fem name Deedra or Dan?). Emily looks at me and has a big smile on her face. Emily says, “Hi, Dan, you look really cute. I need you signature for these packages why don’t we step inside so you can get a pen?” I turn away and walk back to my work station.She says, “Boy that’s a nice ass you have in those shorts.” I almost stop in my tracks, my face in turning bright red. I pick up my pen, turn around and Emily is right in front of me and the front door is closed!She says, “I need Dan’s signature on these two packages, but you don’t look like Dan today. What name should I call you when you are dressed?” I have a confused look on my face and am speechless!Emily says, “I have been delivering packages here that come from companies that I know sell to crossdressers. Escort dikmen I have suspected that you have been dressing for years. I know your wife is away and I finished my route early today and drove over in my car to see if I was right. So what shall I call you?” I can barely talk and manage to say, “Deedra.””Ooh I like that name.””Are you going to tell my wife?” Emily says, “No silly, you are so sexy, I was hoping that you were a cross dresser.””Are you going to keep my secret?””Only if you do a few things for me,” she says.”What is that?””You have to make love to me.” Emily kicks off her shoes, unbuckles her pants and they drop to the floor. Then she unbuttons her shirt and drops that to the floor. She pulls a hair band out and flicks her head, lets her brunette hair fall down past her shoulders. Standing in front of me is a petite woman about 5’ 4” with cute red shelf bra and matching panties. “Well what do you think?” she says.”You are so hot, but I don’t understand with that body why would you want me….you could have anybody.””Not all guys can handle a girl like me and you are so cute silly girl.” Emily slides her panties down and out pops nice little cock.”Wow that looks fantastic, you look so beautiful. Are you sure you want me?””Get on you knees and suck my cock and you’ll understand!” she says. I kneel down and start to stroke her cock, then reach down to cup her small balls and find that she also has a pussy. I look up into her eyes and understand. I lick just the head of her cock and it grows hard. Now it’s time to tease her cock…. I run my finger nails up one side down to other side as it starts to twitch. I slip her cock into my mouth, turn my head so my tongue’s on one side of her cock and go down on her cock.