The morning of my intended visit I was at the hotel and I awoke early with some butterflies and apprehension. I began to calm myself with my routine of revealing the woman that I am. For shape wear, I decided to wear my faux vagina, hip pads, attached breast forms and corset.

While in the shower I checked for stay hairs and found none and was pleased with the way the waxing worked. The night before I had done my finger nails (acrylic) and toes so I was a bit ahead when I started my makeup. Standing there in my panties, bra, and corset putting on my makeup I again felt a wave of apprehension and a bit of feat come over me.

I worried that he would laugh at me once he saw me. I took a moment to convince myself that this would not happen and if it did, I was out of there. My alternate plan was then to stay somewhere in the area and enjoy my female time. Deciding on my alternate course of action allowed me to push ahead with my preparations.

My outfit for the day would be a business casual mid knee skirt, stockings, blouse, and heels. Finishing my makeup, I pinned my wig into place and gave myself a critical going over at that moment. There were some flaws, but the overall impression was quite feminine.

It was nearly check out time by the time that I had gotten dressed and repacked my bags. Usually, I would have been slightly apprehensive going out the door but since I had already gone through that phase it was simply opening the door and out. The corridor was empty and I had the elevator alone with my bags.

Even though there was no need for me to drop by the desk I decided I needed a small confirmation of my presentation. At waited for a moment for the girl to look up from her monitor and hand her the electronic tokens and tell her the room number. She replied thanks for staying with us Mrs Zell (I had signed in as a couple). This gave me a small boost and I was off to my rental car.

Once I had stored my luggage in the car and situated my other items, I texted Sam saying that I was an hour out. He texted back that he would not be there when I arrived since he had a last-minute appointment. He then reminded me where the spare key was and would text me when was on his way.

I was a bit taken back by this but then accepted this change as a matter of course. This had happened when my male self-had visited before. I was soon on the highway and on my way to destiny I thought. I arrived a bit earlier than anticipated and did notice his car was gone. I found the key in its spot and went in.

It was a bit strange at first to hear my heals on the hard wood floor, since I had not made much of a sound when entering prior in boy mode. On the table easily in view, as I entered was a note saying I have made up the master bedroom please place your items in there. Your packages are there for you Sam.

Previously in my past stays I had the far bedroom to myself. This was a change since he usually stayed in that room for its ensuite shower and toilet. Going to the room and opening the door I was pleasantly surprised to find the room had been decorated in what I imagined was his interpretation of a feminine room (frilly curtains, lace doilies, and a vase of flowers sitting on the dresser). I also noted that he had moved into the other room to allow me privacy in this room.

He had also fixed up and cleaned his wife’s makeup vanity with stool and mirror. At about that time he texted asking if I had arrived and saying that he would be back in about 20 minutes. I texted back saying I was there and thanking him for the flowers in the room.

I then went about getting my bags from the car and unpacking in bedroom. I noticed that he had emptied a bit of closet space and cleaned out the most of the drawers in the nearby dresser. While I was arranging my items in the dresser, I could hear his car drive in.

My heart was in my throat and I felt a wave of panic come over me. The terror of discovery hit me even though we video chatted prior to this. I calmed myself as I heard the door to the garage open. As he came in, I heard him say that he was home and in my best feminine voice I answered that I was in the bedroom.

He enters the bedroom and stops for a moment as he sees me. I in turn walk over to him and give him a hug. He seemed shocked at first, and then relaxes, I try to control my shaking by returning to my unpacking.

He then offers to make us some coffee and I suggest tea. He said he will go and make it and will let me know when it was ready. I feel a bit of release of tension as he goes to the kitchen, I tell myself the first bit was over now comes the challenge of getting acquainted.

Shortly I hear him call saying the morning tea was ready. I mentally compose myself and as lady like as possible I walk into the lounge where he has set the tea service. I saw a bit of a smile on his face and I smiled broadly and thanked him for the tea as I take my time to sit as lady like as possible.

There was a moment of silence between us as we sat and smiled at each other and I looked hesitantly at my cup. He then said that I am a picture of loveliness and said he wanted to meet me ever since he saw my first picture. I blushed and thanked him for his compliment. He then rambled on about how intriguing my pictures looked, and that I am much more of a woman than he had imagined.

Again, I thanked him for his compliments. There was again a bit of a pause and he then asked if I wouldn’t mind if he asked me a few things about me since he was just getting to know me. I said that I would answer as honestly as I could.

I then felt that the moment of anticipation for questions had come. He then sort of blurts out a series of questions asking how long have I been doing this, who knows about me, and how I feel about my portrayal as a woman.

I respond that this was like being a temporary woman, a full woman but just for set period of time. During the time I present myself as a woman I feel completely as if I am female with all of female personality traits. He then asked if I am going to transition to a woman and I responded no, I liked who I am and being two different people.

As far as others that know me there are a couple now to include you. I told him that I felt that at this moment I am a woman and not a man in a dress. I asked him if he really accepted me as the woman that I am. There was a pause as I saw him ponder the answer to the question.

He said he saw me as a very attractive woman at this moment, and again paused. He continued and said that he was at first shocked when he saw me a few minutes ago because I was so feminine, and he pleasantly surprised. Continuing he said he was not sure what I would be, and he had his reservations, but now he was getting very comfortable with having a woman in the house again.

Feeling much more comfortable now than I had all day I decided to clear the air and go over the ground rules we had established. I said that if either of us feels uncomfortable about the situation we are now in we inform the other and end it right there. Sam pondered that for a moment and agreed whole heartedly. I then said that I will remain as a woman at all times when I am there but I will need some alone time to ensure that my femininity remains intact.

I then told him I would be requiring at least two hours in the morning to make myself presentable, and that I really appreciated the use of the master bedroom with its ensuite. Sam stated that he was thinking that might be the case, a woman always needs extra time and space. He then pointed out that if there was anything else I needed to just ask.

Feeling really bold, I then asked was there any question that he really want to ask? I told him that I would be as open as possible. He paused and asked how I feel about men? I told him been there done that, and continued by asking him was he asking if I was attracted to men?

He paused and looked at me and said yes. I smiled and say very much so, and interject that I need to explain myself more fully and offer to make another pot of tea while doing so. Sam agrees and I pick up the cups and saucers and we both then move them into the kitchen. He asks if I need to know where anything was. I smile and said that my brother gave me an in-depth description of the place. Sam sits at the kitchen table and watches me while I make the tea and said you do everything in a very feminine manner. I ask if this bothers him and he said no he just enjoys it.

I tell him it took practice and now it was just taking on a mindset of being a woman. He nods and continues to watch me. As we are in the kitchen, I clean up the counter and put out clean cups and saucers and put the others in the dishwasher. I notice that he was looking at me with interest and so I accentuate my feminine moves showing my well-padded bottom and breasts.

I bring out the new set up cups and saucers and pour the tea. As I sit down, I said we were about to discuss my interest in Men. Sam smiles and I detect a slight blush on his face as he said yes. I begin to tell him as any woman I am attracted to men, Sam was about to say something and I interrupt.

No, I am not attracted when I am in my male mode only when fulfilling my female pursuits. I then tell him the story of being hit upon at a lesbian bar and rejecting her advances. I then tell him that I even reject any advances by other cross dressers when they are dressed. He asks me if I feel that I am gay.

I immediately said no since when appearing male, I am attracted to women and when I am a woman I am attracted to men. He sort of nods and slowly asks so have you ever had sex with a man?

I pause and said yes, but only in a female way. I explained that I only perform as a female would sexually. I leave him with a mystery when I tell him my extended clitoris does not play a part in it. I tell him I may go into that later and I ask him if he sees my sexual orientation as a woman.

He looks at me and pauses and asks when you are dressed as a female are you all woman? I reply exactly and that was how I feel now attracted to a man but I can still admire and feel envious of beauty in a woman. He then remarks about my voice how perfectly female it sounds and that he was a bit shocked when he first heard it.

He adds that I may have minor male hints, but they are completely washed away when I speak and with this, he took me as being all woman. I thank him and tell him its part genes and part practice through vocal singing that he knew my male brother did.

As I sit down with him again, he asks again how long have I been going out as a woman. I tell him that it has been a few years and before that I just did most of my transformations at home. He was curious as to how I feel going out. I tell him I am usually nervous at first but since I have been doing this so long my feminine mood takes over and I exhibit myself as a woman. He said that he has noticed that I have definite female mannerisms in the way I move but the most in the way I speak. I thank him again.

I then ask him about something that I had been curious about as to why visiting now would be good timing. He then explains that he has a wedding reception invitation for two for the weekend of an old family friend and was hoping I would go along with him.

I pondered this for a moment and said I would be delighted to do so but I would have to get something to wear that would be appropriate. He said no problem with that, he then went on to say that he had hoped that I would be the answer since he had already returned the RSVP for two. I smiled and said that he was a cunning old fox and he agreed, then he added that he would have the best-looking vixen with him when he attended. I blushed at that.

We finish our tea and looking at the clock I saw it was well past 2 and ask Sam if he would like some lunch. He said that only something light and I said that he should just take a chair in the lounge and rest while I fix a light lunch and clean up. Sam continued to sit in his place as I grab an apron from the small closet near the kitchen.

I asked him if he would rather make himself more comfortable in the other room. He replied that he was fine where he was and was enjoying having a woman around the house. He then asked if his watching me would disturb me. I smiled and answered no, I always appreciated male attention.

I then continued to clean up but I try to position myself to provide some feminine poses for him to see and admire. As I wipe the table, I make sure that he sees a bit of cleavage as I lean towards him wiping the table. I notice his eyes linger on my chest for a moment and then quickly move away as he sees my eyes watching his.

Continuing as if nothing has occurred, I relish in the moment of slightly teasing him. Looking at his reflection in the window I saw him watching the way I move and make sure that I continue to move in a very feminine manner.

I made some light sandwiches and some iced tea, and set them down on the table. He thanked me and we indulged of a light lunch. Our conversation then became lighter as we discussed a bit of what was happening in our general lives. He told me about his family and I relayed news of mine. We then discussed a bit of politics as I began to clean up.

This time Sam helped with the dishes and seemed intent on being close to me. Turning around after putting some items away I saw him standing near me with his eyes closed. I asked him if everything was okay. He replies that he was just taking in the smell of having a woman around the house and loves my perfume.

I thank him for the compliment and ask if it brings back any memories. In his eyes I saw a momentary sadness that quickly fades as he smiles and said yes. My smell reminds him of girl he once knew and hadn’t thought about for a long time. She gave off a similar sent with her perfume. I ask if it bothers him what I am wearing he then states that it was lovely and I should continue to use it.

Knowing that Sam usually took a nap around this time I suggested that we both take a brief rest so we can freshen up. He agrees and saunters off to his room while I go over to the main bedroom. As I walk into the room and close the door a flood of relief and relaxation comes over me.

What has been an emotionally sensitive moment has passed and I feel a bit drained. I slip off my shoes, skirt, blouse, and corset then lay on the bed with only my panties, stockings, and bra, on. I intended to close my eyes for a short nap but I soon find myself asleep.