I awoke from a troubling dream coming from my encounter with the woman in the bathroom the other night. The dream dealt with being chased by woman yelling you are not a woman at me.

As I started my morning preparation, I felt depressed and anxious in that today I was to go out on my own and work as a woman. From somewhere deep inside of me a feeling of despair came over me, and I could feel tears forming and drip down my cheeks. It was a feeling of being overwhelmed in my efforts to present a full feminine persona.

The exertion in my presentation as a woman seemed overwhelming and that I didn’t have the energy to continue on. I sat down in front of the mirror and watched the tears drip down my face. As I took some controlled breaths, I saw that there was a teary but feminine face that was staring back at me. Taking a few moments, I pulled myself together and took extra time to get myself in a presentable female form to go out jogging.

I got into my minimum feminine makeup along with a clean bottom of padded vagina pants, then put on my breasts with a jogging bra, slipped on my jogging shorts, pinned down my wig, and with my cap on I was out jogging.

Sam was not up when I returned so I took a few moments to get things ready for our breakfast before showering and changing. I went to my room pulled off and cleaned all of my feminine silicone devices then got in the shower and inspected myself for any hair.

After the shower I prepared for the day myself with silicone stick on padding, short vaginal panty and glued on breasts and stick on hip padding. While I was doing this a bit of trepidation came over me as to what I volunteered for. I took a few moments to relax myself closed my eyes and mentally reassure myself of my female character. As I opened my eyes, I happened to look in the mirror and even though I was not finished with my transformation, what appeared in the mirror showed more female than male. This vision helped calm me and I returned to my transformation.

Once finished applying my padding, I grabbed the under cloth for my corset pulled that on and slid into my corset pulling the lacing very tight. With my basic transformation complete, I decided I needed to definitely feel feminine so I chose garters and stockings to wear underneath. I then slid into a beige panty and bra set. The nipples on my breasts had enough definition that when I put on my bra, they definitely were noticeable.

Not wanting to take a chance of messing up my blouse with makeup I began my makeup routine before I put it on. Color corrector, concealer, foundation, highlight and shadowing, eyes, cheeks, and then lips. I then improved upon my breast cleavage with a bit of shadowing and highlighting. Before putting on my wig I put on my silver angel earrings (for good luck) and a silver chain necklace. Once this was done, I brushed out my wig before putting it on and then secured it with multiple bobby pins.

As I critically examined myself, I wished that I could have had a professional do my makeup, but I did see a rather attractive woman staring back at me in the mirror wearing just her underwear. Proceeding to the closet I pulled out a beige silk blouse and dark pencil skirt that had a matching jacket. I left enough of the top buttons undone to give a slight indication of my cleavage. The skirt had a rear zipper which was a bit of a pain since my padding made it tight but it definitely heightened my curves.

It took me a moment to find the right bracelet to wear along with my watch and rings. Examining myself in the mirror I decided I was ready for the day and slipped on a pair of two inch heals with an ankle strap. After checking my purse for essential I folded my jacket over the nearby chair and exited to the kitchen.

Sam was up by that time and had finished breakfast. As I walked by him and into the kitchen, he gave me a tender hug as I passed by. Sam grabbed his coffee and he and I sat down for breakfast. Sam asked if I was okay as I seem a bit uptight. I then began to divulge my anxiety about my going over to Al’s place. I told him that I might be pushing my feminine persona a bit too far.

He reassured me that I was the woman for the job and that I had both the looks and the aptitude to help out Al. He told me that I was totally female in my role and called me alluring. He then said if I did feel uncomfortable about the situation to message him and he would call Al with an excuse that I was needed back at his place.

The encouragement that he gave me helped me, along with bit of breakfast. My appetite had become diminished due to wearing the corset so it was a very light breakfast. Looking at the time I decided that I should get moving. Going back to the bedroom I brushed my teeth and remembered to indulge myself in a bit of perfume.

Leaving the bedroom, I grabbed my jacket that I laid across the chair. Taking a moment to clear my thoughts and take a deep breath I grabbed the jacket and put it on. Having done that, I checked myself in the mirror and grabbed my purse. As I paused to say good bye to Sam he noticed the fragrance I was wearing and said that it sent a sensual feminine message to anyone nearby. As I was going out the door Sam again reassured me that I was the right woman for the job.

Getting into my rental I car I took a moment to arrange myself and take a couple of deep breaths. I had prepared to be at Al’s from 9 until around 2 As it was it was already around 8:30 while I sat in the car, I messaged the number that Al had gave me saying that I would arrive before 9:00.

My thoughts on the way out to Al’s business were not reassuring and I was very apprehensive by the time that I pulled into the parking lot. I parked fairly close to the well-marked entrance and took a moment to compose myself. I could feel the fear come over me in what I was about to do and at that moment I decided to pull out of the deal.

As I was getting my phone out of my purse to send my regrets, a young blonde-haired guy came out of the store, approached the car and waved at me. I sheepishly returned the wave and put down my window to talk with him.

He introduced himself as David and he said that the store manager asked him to keep an eye out for me and to show me where the accounting office was. He said that he figured that I was the woman that he was looking for when I pulled in since they usually don’t get that many women coming out to the plumbing and piping store.

I realized that at this point I couldn’t easily back down from my offer so I decided that I might as well proceed for the moment and message Sam to call and rescue me shortly. I was definitely in a state of high anxiety as I grabbed my purse but I forced myself to think calm thoughts and to be as feminine as possible.

As we walked through the store, I realized that there were mostly men inside, both customers and workers. The of the clicking of my heals on the tile floor, as I followed David, signaled my presence and I got the attention of all those in the store. This made me even more self-conscious and I had to fight the urge to run and hide.

It was an effort to walk with as feminine a stride as possible since David was moving ahead at quite a clip. Even though I may have thought that I had overdressed and I was standing out more, I was glad that the pencil skirt that I chose to wear was keeping me from breaking into a run.

We made it to the accounting office in what seemed to me to be over 15 minutes but was probably less than a minute. The office had two small desks with comfortable chairs and double screen computers. The sight of them as I gazed upon in the office, gave me a reassuring feeling of familiarity. The office fortunately had a separate door which I could close and isolate myself from the rest of the store. Just before leaving David told me where the break room and the facilities were and then added that Cheryl was out at the moment but would be back shortly.

David closed the door as he left (which I am thankful for) and I took a moment to recompose myself and get my bearings. Looking around I spotted a notebook marked attention Cheryl on one of the desks and I opened it to find a compiled list of notes and directions on how to run the office to include the passwords.

Fortunately for me there were a couple of hooks with hangars on the wall so I took off my jacket and hung it up. I then took the seat at the desk that had the notebook on it and began to go through it. The notebook referred to a system that I was quite familiar with so this began to relax me as I looked through the book.

Having found the logons and passwords I started up the system and began to be engrossed in the system. Fortuitously, the work was rather straight forward but as I went through the note book, I could see how a person not familiar with the system could easily get lost. I made additional notes in the book to assist Cheryl in working the system.

Since I was so occupied with making notes and updating the system, I didn’t hear the door open and Cheryl walk in. Cheryl was a young 20 something, trim but well-proportioned girl with impish features. Her smile immediately put me at ease as she introduced herself. She was wearing a standard work uniform of slacks and polo shirt.

She thanked me for coming in and said that Linda had been training her but most of the training was hit or miss, as she had other duties around the shop. As I got up and moved my chair from the computer Cheryl remarked that she loved the perfume that I was wearing that it made the room smell fresh. I thanked her and told her what it was and where I got it.

This small remark then turned out to be a 10-minute women’s chat about where we favored to purchase items and our likes in clothes and jewelry. Unfortunately, I had to remind myself of why I was there and suggested to Cheryl that we start. I had to say that not only did the conversation put me at a complete ease it was one of the most enjoyable moments of conversing as a woman that I had. I then pulled up the other chair while offering Cheryl the chair in front of the computer.

Cheryl responded quickly to my inputs and within the hour we were making a lot of progress. She kept thanking me for helping her since Linda just ran out of time to fully instruct her. We went over the quick books and ADP payroll and I let her run the system while I watched. She did pickup on the system once the little small points were explained.

Just before lunch Monica who was one of the sale associates dropped by. She was about my age and very much the woman even in polo shirt and jeans. I am very glad that my key feminine trait was my voice since Monica was a chatty person and kept asking personal questions which I answered vaguely but with as much charm as I could muster. My responses didn’t seem to faze Monica as she continued on chatting and smiling warmly.

As she was about to leave, she invited Cheryl and I to join the rest of the ladies at lunch at a small dinner across the road. Cheryl seemed hesitant but I encouraged her by saying that she really had the system under control and new just about everything that there was to know about it.

I decided to leave my jacket and just grab my purse as we left for lunch. Two other women joined us Mary and Eileen, as they worked in the shop next to ours. At lunch the conversation centered about gossip around work mainly and then moved onto some women’s issues. Talk then moved on to clothes and that was when I got to express my opinion on what clothes I prefer to other women without concern.

Back at the office Cheryl and I worked on invoices and billing. Once we got caught up on the paper work Cheryl gave me a big hug. She then invited me to go out with them later for drinks at a local spot. Having had such a wonderful experience as a working woman so far, and since I would be leaving early, I accepted the invitation. The timing allowed me time to freshen my makeup, change clothes, and tell Sam I was going out.

Once back at home I gave Sam the low down on my day. I told him how scared I was at first and how as I got more into my female role I relaxed. He then asked me what were the best moments of the experience. I told him that it was relating to Cheryl as a woman on an emotional level and being able to converse about topics that interested me as a woman.

Sam was curious as to what I meant by this so I tried to explain. I said that I always attempt to fully embody myself as a woman when I am as out as a woman. To relate to the small things that each individual woman brings forth, style, form, views and being a woman. Sam seemed a bit perplexed so I further explained that I enjoyed the simple pleasures of woman-to-woman relations.

With this Sam just sighed. I then told him that I was thinking about going out again with the girls. Sam took a moment to ponder this and then encouraged me to go out. He said that he was worried about me earlier but it seems that I have conquered what anxiety that I had and to him it would be something that any woman would do.

Hearing that I give Sam a big hug and went into the bedroom to prepare. I changed into body shaping wear to fill out some tight jeans and ruffled floral blouse with a plunging neckline. I used my breast plate that was delivered here for the first time and added a bit of extra padding to fill out my jeans.

Since it was evening, I applied my evening makeup. Specifically, I paid attention to my contouring and highlighting on my face along with adding extra dimensions to my eyes with eyeshadow and liner. My breast plate took the makeup quite well and I only had to adjust a bit of the color to it and deepen the cleavage. To hide any impression where the neckline of the plate met my neck, I wore a satin chocker with a dangling stone that matched my blouse. I showed Sam and he said I was alluring and not to bring home any dates. With that I smiled and left.

Mary, Cheryl, Monica, and Eileen were there when I arrived. Although a cover was posted, it was ladies’ night, so I didn’t get charged or carded. I did have an excuse though, that if I did get carded that I lost my other wallet and only have an old Id on me (my sister old driver’s license I found while helping her sort out her files). Fortunately, I didn’t need it and I got a glass of wine.

Music was loud but we had a table. I began to converse with Monica and she seemed to be relating to me. Mary said we should take to the dance floor. I, Cheryl, and Monica joined her. Some guys seemed to want to but in but Monica told them we girls were just enjoying the music and brushed them off. I was both disappointed and relieved since I might not been able to handle a close contact.

Monica and I hit the floor again and we were definitely enjoying ourselves. Monica continued to compliment me on my look and I returned the compliments telling her I am enjoyed her company. We spent some time there and had some light snacks brought to our table. I felt relaxed due to the wine and Cheryl seemed a bit tipsy.

Monica stated that she needed to use the facilities and I told her I would accompany her. We moved towards the ladies’ room and stand in line. I went in before her and returned to the table. Cheryl came over then and told me with a slight smile that Monica was hitting on me. This took me back a bit. Cheryl continued and said that Monica was bi and she really likes the feminine women.

As I said I was a bit taken back at that. My feeling at that time was that it was a bit unnatural and it made me feel a bit uncomfortable for having a woman hit upon me as another woman. Somehow, I quickly compartmented the feeling in my head as Monica returned to our table.

Fortunately, Monica took a seat next to Mary so I was not in direct contact with her. Again, it felt very weird for me to feel that the attraction that Monica had for me made me feel uncomfortable. In boy mode I would have relished the attention. I would have probably pondered on this more if David who had escorted me into work hadn’t just dropped by our table.

David was with a couple of friends and had spotted us so they made their way over to our table. Under any other circumstance I would have felt a bit nervous and would have tried to place a bit of distance between the new comers and myself. Instead, it felt natural to me to let one of the guys squeeze in between Cheryl and I.

The guy introduced himself as Chuck who was the oldest ones in the group of guys and we started to chat a bit. Having him there talking to me seem to put my mind frame back into a normal female mode. I had finished my drink and was feeling that it was time to go back home when he asked me to dance. To my surprise I heard myself say yes to his offer and move onto the dance floor.

I had to say that I had now seemed to be in auto mode with my mind just taking it all in. What was coming into my brain was that there was this woman on the dance floor enjoying a dance with a man. I let my inhibitions fall from me and allowed the music propel me in a sensuous way. My dance partner responded to my gyrations by placing his hands on my hips as we moved with the music.

At one point I twirled around and had my back to him and he stepped in behind me and placed his hands on my waist. He then pulled me into him so that my butt cheeks made a firm contact with his groin. As he pulled me into him, I could feel his hardness between my cheeks. A shocking feeling of arousal swept through me as we held this contact for a few moments.

Pulling myself back into reality of the situation I turned and moved a bit away from him. The look in his eyes though, as we moved apart told me that he felt a bit embarrassed at his forwardness. I soothed his ego though by letting my eyes drift towards his crotch and cracking a sly smile as he watched. I definitely saw a rigid outline pushing out of his tight jeans.

We danced to the end of this set and then moved back to the table. Once back at the table I realized that time it was already late so I said my good byes and headed out to my car. Chuck then offered to escort me out. Feeling more of a woman at that point I only gave it a momentary thought before saying yes.

As we walked out, I noticed that Chuck was a bit tipsy and wasn’t walking completely straight. When we stepped off of the sidewalk onto the paved parking lot Chuck stumbled a bit and I steadied him by putting my arm around his waist. He took that as an invitation to wrap his arm lightly around me.

I was a bit startled at first by his movement and then I was overcome by the feeling of warmth and comfort of having his arm around me. The only way I could describe the feeling was a natural acceptance of my inner femaleness in letting another male have his arm around me. I felt protected and cared for.

My mind then spun on the contradicting negative thought that I had from a woman having feelings for me, to those now positive welcoming advances by a man. Again, I pushed the conflicting thoughts to the back of my mind and enjoyed the moment. As we reached my car, I dropped my arm from around him to get my keys out of my purse.

Chuck moved his arm so his hand laid lightly against my waist. It remained there as I opened the door and I turned back to him to thank him for escorting me out to my car. As I finished saying thanks I paused momentarily and looked deeply into his eyes. Seeing his opening Chuck took the moment to gently pull me into him.

What happened I can only describe as being in a dream. My headed tilted back and my eyes closed. I then felt the touch of his lips onto mine as his body pressed into mine. I began to revel in the moment and soon I was sucking on his tongue while my hand felt the back of his head and neck.

We held the embrace for about a minute and then I broke it. I told him I had to be going and he then asked for my phone number. I paused and then gave it to him. I don’t know if he took it down or put it on his phone but he added that it was wonderful to meet a girl like me.

With that I got into my car started it and blew him a kiss as I left. At the end of the parking lot I took a moment to feel my heart racing and let myself calm down. As I drove back to the house the conflicting thoughts again came back to my mind. I was warmed though by the feelings of what had happened to me.

When I got back Sam was still up and watching the tv. I sat down in the chair next to him and he smiled and asked how it went. I gave him a run down and told him about me being taken aback by Monica’s attention and that it did not feel natural while Chuck’s forwardness and attention had a very positive affect upon my psyche. I sat there while he got up and poured us both a glass of wine.

He started by saying it was only a natural response and not all women would like to have the attention of another woman. I was just about to add that I was still a guy and I should have responded to her attention when it came to me that I was letting my full female feelings take over me. My response was to give Sam a smile and he looked at me and said that I was more of a woman than he originally thought.

We sat together and chatted a bit about what I did at the work and he said that he got a call from his friend wanting to thank me for stepping in and helping. With it growing late and I needed to do my nightly routine I went over and kissed Sam on the cheek and said good night. It wasn’t until I was already into the bedroom that I realized what I did. It was reassuring to me though that I was responding as a natural woman.