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As soon as I got home from the gym on Sunday, I headed to the closet and removed all the boxes containing Melissa’s things. They had been cleaned and packed with great care so they looked as good as the day they had been purchased. I then inspected the makeup case and its contents seemed to be in great condition as were the contents of wig case. When Darlene said she wanted to meet my female side, I was so overjoyed that I agreed without bothering to think it through.. It would mean driving to her house in full female makeup and attire. Now, with the exception of that Halloween party, I had never gone out in public as Melissa. What if one of my neighbors saw me and attempted to speak to her? What if I get stopped by the police? These and hundreds of other questions flooded my mind.The week progressed and Friday finally arrived. Friday’s meant it was time for a small group of us to get together and celebrate the end of the week and catch up on the latest gossip. I made my rounds and greeted all the other members and was bombarded by numerous questions concerning my relationship with Darlene. They questioned the fact that it seemed that we spent a great deal of time together at the art gallery opening. My standard reply Beşevler escort was that we were just friends as I made my way to the bar. I wasn’t there long before I saw Darlene enter. She looked as stunning in business attire as she did in an evening gown, in a tight skirt that was short enough to be sexy yet long enough to fit into the corporate world. Her rust colored blouse was unbuttoned enough so one could get a brief glimpse of the tops of her black bra and black knee high boots covered her feet. She also made the rounds and greeted all the other members many of whom engaged her in brief conversations. I got a brief hug when she finally arrived and took a seat next to mine. “It seems that everyone wants to know if we are an item,” she stated after placing her drink order. “No, they just being polite. What they really want to know is if you invited me home and I banged you,” I answered. “Why is that such a concern to them?” “Mostly its our age difference. The men want to know what I have that they don’t. For the women it’s what do I see in you and visa versa and if they have a chance.” “Let them believe what they want,” she replied and we clinked glasses. “I am really looking Çankaya escort bayan forward to tomorrow night,” she said softly as she placed a hand on my thigh. “Me too,” I responded without any excitement in my voice. “You having second thoughts?” “No, not really.” “You don’t sound too thrilled.” “Its just that except for Halloween, I have never ventured out in public dressed as my other self,” I informed her. “It’s not like you’re going to a club, you’re just driving to my place. That has to be less fearful than being in a roomful of strangers for that Halloween party you told me about,” she responded encouragingly. Her logic was undeniable and I nodded in agreement. “So what is her name and what is she like?” Darlene questioned after taking a long pull on her drink. “Her name is Melissa and started out as a dominatrix, so she can be a little tough and demanding. She has also been a total subservient,” I responded. “I prefer tough and demanding,” she softly. So after light dinner on Saturday, I began the long process of becoming Melissa again. I showered and shaved my body hair and then, wrapped in a towel, I took a seat at the dresser in my room. I had transformed it Escort Cebeci into a makeshift makeup table like the one I had in Florida. I had laid out everything that I needed and with a trembling hand I picked up the first makeup brush and froze. What if I had forgotten how to apply the makeup due to the months of inactivity?My fear vanished as soon as the brush touched my face. All the lessons I had been taught came rushing back to me. About two hours and a half hours later, I placed the long brunette wig on my head and Melissa was reborn. I affixed the fake breasts to my chest and covered them with a black silk shelf bra trimmed with red lace. I placed a matching garter belt around my hips and slowly slid up the dark seamed nylons and attached them to the ribbons. As I slowly slid the matching silk panties up my nylon covered legs, I felt the familiar tingling in my balls and I began to get hard. I got harder as I slid the black full slip over my head. The cool silky garment was like the fingers of a lover as it trailed down my body. Melissa was addicted to silky slips and wore them all the time under whatever she wore. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and once again, I saw a stunning brunette female dressed in lingerie staring back at me. I stepped into the buttery soft black leather skirt and slid it up to my waist and then added a low cut silky black blouse. Finally, I slipped the four inch heels on my nylon covered feet and stood in front of the mirror again. The illusion was better than I remembered.

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