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Part 4.
Now, onto the boring stuff
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This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The
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discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no apologies for any
rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or magic that may be broken
within the story.
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Now onto the fun stuff
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Bill and Roosevelt were working the closing shift that night. Everyone
else had finished their work and headed home, but Roosevelt's car had
broken down and Bill had offered to give him a ride home. Bill had
finished his work and was waiting in the kitchen. Roosevelt was doing the
end of month paperwork and was in the office working with the fax machine
and computer to submit the work directly to the main office.
Bill was playing a game of solitaire when he heard Roosevelt yell, "Damn it!"
"What's wrong?"
"Network went down. System's on a total reboot. Gonna be another hour
before we get out of here."
"Oh, well. I don't got anywhere to be. Lillith's not going to be off till
1 a.m."
"Yeah, but my wife's off now, and I want to get home."
"I thought you and your wife weren't getting along?"
"We... found a way to connect. We're getting along better now than we ever
have." Bill heard a thump of flesh on plastic. "Stupid computer."
"Can't be helped. Want to play some cards?"
There was a noticeable pause before Roosevelt said, "Okay, might as well."
Roosevelt came out of the office and the two of them played cards for a
while. As they played, Bill came to realize that there was something odd
about the way Roosevelt was standing and moving. He stood a little more
stiffly than normal, and when he moved, it was almost like his mid-section
had been starched into stiffness. Bill wondered what was causing it, and
was about to ask about it, when a thought popped into his head.
"Roosevelt, are you wearing a corset?"
Roosevelt stiffened. Defiantly, he asked, "So what if I am?"
"Hey, no judgment here. I was just wondering because you were moving
pretty stiffly. I'm surprised you have the guts to come here in that. In
public, I've only worn..."
"Worn what?"
"Worn... panties and stockings under my clothes. Occasionally a bra, too."
"You're wearing girl's underwear, too? Go figure."
"Ever wear anything more? Dresses or the such?"
Speaking with unusual openness, Roosevelt said, "I wish. My wife's clothes
won't fit me, not comfortably. I've got a couple of corsets and a bunch of
panties and pairs of stockings, but... we stretched ourselves pretty thin
just to get those. I'd like to see myself dressed, but it's not going to
happen any time soon. What about you? You and your girlfriend are about
the same size. You ever get dressed up in her clothes?"
"Well, that's how it started. Now, thanks to Lillith's generosity, I have
a wardrobe of my own. Nothing huge, but enough for now. Truth be told, at
home, I'm dressed up all the time."
"I wish I could see that."
"You really want to?"
"Sure. I think you'd look cute."
"I've got a set of clothes in my car. Normally, I'll change outside my
home then make a quick run to the apartment."
"Why not just change when you get inside?"
"I wanted to see if I could get up enough nerve to go out in public. Never
have managed anything more than straight from the car to the apartment. I
don't think I could even manage that if it weren't for the fact that it
hyper-excites Lillith so much."
"But you're willing to do it for me?"
"If you're willing to let me see you in just your girlie clothes. Whatever
you've got on is fine."
Roosevelt thought about it for a second then said, "I don't know why, but
the thought of seeing you in girl clothes is really exciting me."
"Same here. So is that a yes?"
"Yeah."
"I'll need the keys."
Roosevelt handed the keys to the door to Bill, and Bill ran out to his car.
He returned carrying a large and rather full bag. He went right into the
bathroom and started changing clothes. When he got out, he heard Roosevelt
on the phone. From the brief snippet he heard, it sounded like Roosevelt
was letting his wife know that he was going to be home late.
Bill stepped into the area behind a counter. He was dressed in a simple
blouse and skirt combo. Underneath that, he had a half-slip, bra, and
panties. He had his breastforms in, and had brushed his hair in a feminine
wave. He had a little make-up on, some lipstick, blush, and a little
mascara. On his feet were little socks with cute, cotton-ball looking
tufts of fabric at the back of the ankles.
Roosevelt whistled appreciatively. "You look great. Real passable. If I
didn't know better, I'd say you were the real thing."
"Really? I never felt real passable."
"Well, you look great to me. The only thing I could think of that'd make
you more passable would be heels and stockings. Maybe some pierced ears."
"Well, I don't bring stockings to work. I can't change into them in the
car, so I don't bother. I do prefer them though, so as soon as I get home,
I'll change into them. I don't bring heels for pretty much the same
reason. No point in wearing them just for the trip from the car to the
door."
"You should put on a pair of stockings before work and wear them under all
your other clothes. No one will notice. Trust me. With the exception of
showers, I haven't been out of a pair of stockings in weeks."
"I tried that once. Between the stockings, socks to cover them, the
heavyweight fabric of the pants we wear, and the heat in the kitchen, I
just get too hot, and I don't mean sexual hot. I guess you can get away
with it since you work mostly with counter crew and in the office. But
speaking of you in stockings, I do believe you promised me a peek."
Roosevelt took off his shoes, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from
his pants. Underneath, Billie saw the top of a corset that curved
Roosevelt's torso and gave him the illusion of very tiny breasts. As he
dropped his pants, Roosevelt said, "Normally I don't wear a corset to work.
Originally my wife and I planned to take it off before I left for work, but
she had to work late, and I had to come in before she got home." Roosevelt
stepped from his pants and stood straight. He was now wearing nothing more
than his corset, panties, stockings, and socks. "Well, what do you think?"
"I think you look sexy. I tried wearing a corset once. Too damn tight for
me."
Roosevelt rubbed the corset around his midsection. "I always liked tight
clothes. After the first time my wife put me in a corset, I was addicted.
I just wish I could afford to go all out like you do. Looking at you, I
think I'll ask my wife to teach me about make-up."
"I got to warn you, there's a downside."
"What's that?"
"Without it, you start feeling naked. When I'm out in public, part of me
is wondering whether or not I remembered to take it off, and another part
wants to go into the nearest bathroom and put a new layer on."
"I still want to try it."
Billie grinned. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
Roosevelt thought for a few seconds then said, "Bill?"
"When I'm dressed like this, call me Billie."
"And when I'm dressed, call me Rosa. Can I ask you a question, Billie?"
"Sure."
"Remember that night at the strip club? Where we all... had sex with that
transsexual?"
"You mean where we all took it up the ass?"
"Well, I was trying not to be so crude, but yeah."
"Sure."
"Ever feel like doing it again?"
"Occasionally. When I do, I ask Lillith to use her dildo on me. Why? You
want to do me?"
"A little, but I promised my wife I'd never fuck anyone else. I was just
wondering because sometimes I get those urges and there's nothing I seem to
be able to do about them."
"What have you tried?"
"When I'm alone, I've tried using things like carrots or knife handles, and
it helps, but it's not everything I need."
"So what do you do?"
"Suffer for a while until the urge passes."
"Rough."
"Tell me about it."
Billie considered his boss's words and asked, "Want me to fuck you? It
might hold you over."
Rosa considered Billie's offer. "I don't know. I promised my wife I'd
never fuck anyone else."
"Did you promise not to get fucked by anyone else?"
"No, but that seems like too much of a technicality. My wife and I are
getting along so well right now. I don't want to screw that up."
"Have you ever thought about asking your wife about it? Asking her if
she'd get a dildo and use it on you?"
Rosa swooned. "God, that sounds so great. I don't think we can swing it
right now, but I'm definitely going to be asking my wife about it." Rosa
unconsciously rubbed his burgeoning hard-on.
Billie noticed the action and licked his lips. "Think your wife would
object if I gave your dick a few licks?"
"Are you offering to give me a blow job?"
"I... guess I am."
"I don't know if I should, but right now I just can't say no."
Billie went to his knees in front of Rosa. He carefully pulled the panties
from around his boss's dick, freeing the organ from its silky confines. He
could tell on sight that Rosa's cock was much larger than his own, but that
didn't deter him in the least. He stuck his tongue out and licked at it
like the dick was an ice cream cone. Rosa moaned and bucked his hips
toward Billie. The younger cross-dresser quickly obliged him by opening
his mouth and sucking Rosa in.
Rosa continued to pump his hips back and forth a bit until he looked down
on Billie. Intellectually, Rosa knew it was a guy on his knees before him,
but, looking down, all he saw was this beautiful white girl on her knees
giving him huge amounts of pleasure, and he felt a bit guilty that he
wasn't returning the favor. He pressed forward, and without removing his
dick from Billie's mouth, placed his employee on his back, with his own
head over Billie's crotch. He pulled Billie's skirt and slip out of the
way, then pulled Billie's panties down, freeing the cock within. Not even
hesitating (or even questioning why he wasn't hesitating) Rosa sucked
Billie's cock into his mouth.
Rosa has never sucked a cock before, but Billie was doing such a good job
on him, that he figured that the younger crossdresser knew what he was
doing and Rosa mimicked his actions. What he didn't know was that Billie
had never had a real cock in his mouth either. Billie's cock sucking
experience was limited to the times he had played sucking games on
Lillith's dildoes. Both were moving on instinct, and that seemed to be
more than enough. They moved together, their heads moving up and down on
each other, until each had their orgasm, dumping a copious load of semen
down the other's throat.
When they were finished with their first cum, Rosa got up on his knees,
saying, "Oh, god, look at me. I'm still rock hard!"
Billie looked at his boss's cock, and indeed it was rock hard as though it
had never cum. Billie knew exactly what Rosa was going through. His own
cock was rock hard and jutting straight out from his loins. Neither
mentioned it, but this had been standard procedure since the night they had
spent with Sally. If they got excited, two orgasms was the minimum they
had to go through before getting soft, and both had gone through times
where three or four orgasms weren't uncommon. Rosa, Toni, and Billie all
attributed the new endurance to the extra sexual boost of their new games,
and although Lillith had started that way, she was beginning to suspect
something else. But at that moment, neither of the men cared where their
needs came from, just that they had hard-ons like steel and they needed
relief.
Billie reached up and stroked Rosa's member. "Why don't you slide this
back into my mouth, and we'll see what we can do about that."
"No. I want you inside me, inside my ass."
Billie sat up. "Are you sure? Aren't you worried about what your wife
might say?"
"A little." Rosa pulled his panties from around his ass. "But I can't
help it." He got on his hands and knees, pointing his ass to Billie. "I
need to be filled."
Billie got up on his knees behind Rosa. "You ready?"
"Yes. Do it!" Billie took a few seconds to admire Rosa's firm, round
buttocks and chocolate complexion before sliding his dick into Rosa's ass.
Rosa moaned, "Oh, god, yes, I needed this!"
Billie slid his hands around Rosa's body. He took Rosa's dick and one of
the corset cups in hand and stroked each. "You like that, Rosa? You like
being my girlfriend?"
Rosa softened and deepened his voice, giving it a feminine, but lusty tone.
"Yes, lover. Fuck me. Fuck your Rosa."
Billie did as Rosa asked, and fucked in and out of his ass while stroking
Rosa as sensuously as he could. Rosa hated to admit it, but Billie was
better at this than Toni was. He didn't know why, and at this point didn't
care, surging backwards in carnal delight. Billie rammed himself as deeply
as he could into Rosa, and soon Billie slammed deeply in, spraying deep
into Rosa's bowels, and as soon as Rosa felt Billie's warmth filling his
bowels he orgasmed, too.
Rosa collapsed forward onto his belly, Billie sliding out in the process.
Billie sat cross-legged beside his boss. Rosa rolled onto his side. He
reached up and stroked Billie's leg. "God, you're incredible. Where did
you learn to fuck guys like that?"
"I didn't fuck you like a guy. When I'm dressed as Billie, Lillith treats
me different. She holds me and strokes me like I was one of her lesbian
lovers. She really makes an effort to treat me like a girl when I'm 'en
femme'. I just tried to do the same for you. I hope you liked it."
"I loved it. I guess this explains why you were better than Toni. My
wife's never been with another woman in her life, at least not sexually."
"Speaking of your wife, what are you going to tell her about us? About
what we did tonight?"
"I don't know. I don't want to lie to her, but I don't know how she'll
react to this. I love her, but I'm discovering I have needs she can't
fulfill."
"So don't lie to her. Tell her the truth. She may surprise you."
"And what if she doesn't? What if she hates me for what we've done?"
"Then you cross that bridge when it happens. The question is, if your wife
made you choose, said, 'Sex only with me, or without me,' what would you
choose?"
Without any hesitation, Rosa responded, "My wife, if she'll still have me.
I love her."
"Then I'm sorry if I screwed things up between you."
"It's not your fault. I asked for it. I was just so out of control. And
you were great."
"Thanks."
They heard a beeping from inside the office. "Well, there's the sound
telling me to get back to work." Rosa got up off the floor and returned to
the office while Billie returned to his solitaire game. It was almost an
hour later when Rosa came back out of the office, saying, "Finished," and
grabbing his pants and shirt. While he was putting on his clothes, he
asked, "Are you going to change back to Bill?"
"Naw. After dropping you off, I'm just going straight home. I think I'll
just stay as is. That way if Lillith is watching as I drive up, she'll get
a thrill out of seeing Billie driving."
"I just hope my wife turns out to be as open as your girl."
"I hope so, too. I wish you the best, but if your wife throws you out,
give me a call. You can stay with me."
"Thanks."
The two went out to Bill's car and drove to Roosevelt's home. As Roosevelt
got out, Billie asked, "Want me to wait?"
"No. I'll take my chances."
"Alright."
Billie drove off and Roosevelt went inside. He heard his wife say,
"Welcome home, honey. Sorry, I couldn't get off in time to help you out of
your corset."
"No problem."
Toni came out of the kitchen into the hall. "Did anybody notice?"
"One person."
"I'm sorry. I hope it wasn't too embarrassing."
"Actually, the person who noticed... We wound up having sex."
Toni stiffened and Roosevelt looked away guiltily. She asked, "Who was she?"
"His name is Bill."
"His?"
"Yeah. It turns out he's a fellow cross-dresser like me. That was how he
noticed. We both got dressed up, and talking. One thing led to another
and we wound up giving each other blow jobs, and then he fucked me."
"He... fucked you? Turn around. Drop your pants." Still not looking at
his wife, Roosevelt did as ordered. He felt her finger running up and down
the panties outside his crack. "You've got little cum stains here."
Roosevelt noticed a difference in her voice. It was heavier, lustier.
Roosevelt took a chance and looked at his wife. There was no anger to be
seen in her expression. She was looking at his butt, but she had a far-off
look in her eyes and was rubbing one finger over her lips. Roosevelt knew
it was the behavior she exhibited while contemplating some new step to add
to their sex games. "You're not angry, are you? You're excited?"
"I suppose I ought to be angry, but the thought of you taking it up the ass
from some other corset clad guy..." She gripped his butt affectionately.
"I want you, Rosa."
Roosevelt pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. She started
unbuttoning his shirt and he said, "I've got some requests for you, Toni."
"What is it?"
"First, would you teach me about make-up? Teach me to look prettier?"
Toni's hands started trembling in excitement. "I'll teach you tomorrow."
"Thanks. Second, I know we planned on getting me a pair of heels next, but
I was wondering if we could make that our next purchase right after buying
a strap-on dildo for you so that you could fuck me." Toni's hands shook so
violently that she couldn't grip the buttons on Roosevelt's shirt. She
instead grabbed the front of his shirt and ripped it open. "Am I to take
that as a yes?"
Toni moaned, "Oh, yes, baby."
"Then there's just one more thing."
"Anything."
"Billie was very good at exciting me. He really made me feel like a girl.
He said it was because his girlfriend, who is bisexual, treated him like a
girl. I was wondering if you'd be willing to talk to his girlfriend and
ask her to teach you how to treat me like a girl."
Toni said, "Okay." Roosevelt wasn't sure she meant it, but it would be a
point to work from when they discussed it later on. Roosevelt used just
his feet to remove his shoes and pants. Before they did anything,
Roosevelt, now Rosa again, pulled away. Toni made a plaintive sound, and
Rosa darted back just long enough to kiss her and say, "Go in the bedroom
and get undressed. I'll be right back."
Toni ran to the bedroom as Roosevelt went into the kitchen. She was down
to her panties when Roosevelt came into the room carrying a cucumber.
"It's not a dildo, but it's someplace to start."
Toni grinned. "Come over here, Rosa. And bring that sex toy with you."
Rosa walked to his wife, handing her the vegetable as he kissed her.
Panting heavily, she said, "Get up on the bed, little girl." Rosa climbed
up on the bed, getting on his hands and knees. Toni got on the bed behind
him and pulled his panties down from his ass. She put the cucumber to his
sphincter and slowly pushed it in. Rosa moaned and bucked his hips back as
Toni slid the cucumber in and out of his ass.
Suddenly, Toni reached under her husband, grabbed his cock and flipped him
onto his back. She straddled his hips, facing away from him. She slid
herself down onto his cock, reached under him and grabbed the cucumber and
pushed it in and out of him in time to her own rhythmic bouncing on top of
him. Rosa reached out and massaged her buttocks a bit before taking her
hips in hand and helped control her motion on him. It was only a short
while later before they screamed in orgasm and came together.
Toni didn't even say a thing, but got up, backed up so her crotch was over
Rosa's face, and she was looking down on her husband's dick. She slid him
into her mouth, as she felt him pull her hips down and slide his tongue
into her. The two 69-ed each other for a while, glorying in their mutual
tastes until they came once more. After they recovered a bit, Toni turned
herself around and snuggled up with her husband.
Shortly thereafter, Rosa said, "Dear, I wasn't kidding when I asked you if
you would contact Billie's lover to see what you could learn from her. I'm
not going to hold you to a statement you made in the throes of passion, so
I wanted to reiterate my request."
Toni considered it. "I'll talk to her tomorrow. I'm not promising
anything, but we'll see what happens."
Rosa gave her a soft kiss. "That's all I can ask."
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When your work speaks for itself, don't interrupt.
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