A little bit of background before I begin divulging the profoundly sensitive experience that occurred when a longtime family friend discovered my cross dressing. I will refer to the family friend as Sam who was an elderly widower (since passed) whom our family has known for 20 years. Our family lived in the same area as Sam but moved out of state about 6 years ago. We still have remained close though, and I have stayed with him over the past few years since, I still have business connections in the area.

Sam’s immediate family other than one daughter lived about three hours away and generally visited about once a month. Since losing his wife he has had one romantic interest but she had to move across country due to her illness to live with her family, as they were the primary care givers.

I most recently stayed with him about two months prior to his discovery of my cross dressing. It was during this visit that I had lost a USB stick with some pictures of me in feminine attire, while I was staying with Sam. The loss of the USB stick led to a heart stopping email and eventually to a close empathetic relationship between my feminine side and Sam.

As I said, it started with the loss of the USB stick. Unfortunately (or fortunately) for me I did not notice that it was missing from my computer bag until I received that fateful email. Upon opening the email I saw it was a message from Sam asking if I had left behind a USB stick. At first it didn’t occur to me what it was, but a quick look into my bag showed me that I had left the one that had the pictures on it at his place. I surmised that he probably found it while cleaning the room.

As my heart pounded and the blood drained from my head I quickly typed out a message that told him not to put it into his computer since it contained a virus that would crash and ruin his computer. He should further throw the stick into the trash to ensure it didn’t get used. I apologized in the email saying I thought that I threw it into the trash myself but must have missed.

I sent the email and anxiously and waited for a reply. I was overwhelmed with relief when a few hours later he simply replied OK. Feeling relieved for having dodged that bullet I put it out of my mind and continued with my work.

I received a second message from him though that explained that he had already put the stick into his computer and he hoped that he didn’t infect it. He continued to state that he did look through the files to see whose they were and looked at some of the photos of an attractive woman. In his next line he stated that he thought he recognized the woman and would like to meet her if it was possible.

At that moment my heart leaped again, and all I could respond with, I will get back to you on that. For the rest of the day my head spun as to what I should do. I kept looking back at the message he sent and its implications were clear that he knew that the woman in the pictures were me. I had a sleepless night but my thoughts kept going back to the line saying that he would like to meet her.

In the morning I wrote a cryptic message back acknowledging that I too knew her, and that maybe we should talk about this. I felt that there was a slight chance that he might not have put me in the picture and this would give me an out if needed. I sent it and waited. He came back and said to give him a call when I was ready.

During the next few days, my mind kept going through various scenarios that could explain the pictures. I thought first a sister, no he knew both, a cousin possibly but I still needed to figure out why I had the pictures. I thought that I was coming up with a plausible story when my sister mentioned to me that she had talked to Sam a few weeks ago. She said he sounded a bit lonely and they talked a bit and he wanted to know if she still had that lovely necklace that he and his wife had given to her.

At that point I knew that he knew the whole story since I had borrowed that necklace from her without her knowing it and wore that necklace in one of the pictures. I was sort of a relieved to know that he did know and did not mention anything to her.

Now that I had the full understanding of the situation, I decided to give Sam a call. I was keen to understand the meaning of his message of wanting to meet Barbara (my fem name). When I called, I first started with small talk and then let him lead the conversation.

He started by again apologizing for snooping on the files but said that the woman in the pictures drew him in and he couldn’t stop looking at them. He then said that after looking at them a couple of times he saw the necklace and things began to fall into place. There was a long pause after this revelation. He then said that he then noticed the similarity and was even more intrigued and made a decision to ask me to meet her if at all possible.

I took a moment to think about what he said before I came back with answer, I then said that I could arrange a video chat with her and him in about a week to discuss this further. He readily agreed and said he would be waiting for it. I thanked him and we said our good byes.

At this point I was not totally sure of how to proceed but I had the feeling that he did truly want to meet Barbara. I sent him an email giving him instructions on how we would proceed with the video chat. One of the things that I stated was that she was my sister and I was going to let her make all the decisions. He replied with “great and asked when will I get to see her?”.

I had a free afternoon coming up that had the house free and gave me time to get changed and hold a private conversation. Once I set the date it seemed that I was a bit more focused and relaxed. The afternoon of the call though I did start to get butterflies in my stomach but I managed to focus on my makeup and presentation.

I am not sure what he expected when he came on, but I was sitting there on the screen and introduced myself as Barbara the sister of his friend. Sam’s first comments took me a bit by surprise and made me blush when he stated “boy you are hot’.

I stammered a thank you, and he began to give me multiple compliments of how much of a woman I was. He then went into how he longed to meet me in person and asked when (not if) it would be possible. I then took over the conversation stating that it could be possible under certain conditions that my brother would iron out. Then I threw in that it would be a pleasure to meet him in person. With this he smiled very warmly and said thanks.

He said that he would wait for Barbara’s brothers reply, and this ended the conversation. Somehow what seemed like only seconds, had lasted nearly 20 minutes. I have to say that I was flattered by his comments and excited by the thought of appearing to him in female mode.

When I talked about visiting Sam with my sister, she thought that it would be a good idea. She said that she was worried about him and that he sounded really depressed and that it might be a good idea for me to stay over for a few days. I was a bit stunned at this remark but agreed that I should spend some time with him.

I proposed a date a couple of months from then and he said that would be good timing and suggested moving the date back by a week. I agreed since this timing would also allow me to get my preparations in order. I then made plans to prepare myself, a bit of weight loss, full body waxing and some purchases.

I had heard about IPL laser hair removal devices, so I bought one for hair removal on my face. I started my home treatment about a month and half before my visit and after about a month my sister noticed that I looked a bit different. I told her I switched to a new razor type that got closer to removing the beard. Touching my face, she said like the soft smooth feeling so that gave me the green light to continue with its use.

As it got closer to the visit, I emailed Sam and laid out ground rules, I would leave if either felt uncomfortable, I would be from the time that I arrived, always a woman. I would arrive and depart as a woman and to be always in female character.

If at any time he felt that he was uncomfortable with Barbara he would tell Barbara and she would leave and we would not discuss the event again. He agreed and we set a time for the visit. The time he gave me he said might also be helpful to him but he did not elaborate about this at that time.

When the visit was a few weeks off I got to work in earnest, in making preparations. I had some funds that I was saving to make some new purchases with, so I thought this would be a good time to spend them. I went all out spending close to five grand and was overwhelmed a bit when I counted all of the items that I purchased.

One of the things I got was an artificial latex bottom with padding and showing a female exterior capable of going to the toilet along with other attributes. I also got a new set of adhering breast forms and a breast plate that I could sleep in. These along with a few other feminine shape items, I had shipped to Sam’s place so I would not have to lug them with me. He had no problem with accepting the delivery and said that they would be waiting for me there.

I must admit about two weeks before my visit I started to get cold feet and thought about backing out so I phoned Sam. He listened to my concerns about being the woman that he anticipated and that when I turned up, I would actually be a disappointment to him. His reply was to come and see what happens and that I was already the woman that he expected. This eased my concerns but it still was in the back of my mind.

The week prior to my visit I had my complete body waxed so I would be completely hairless when I arrived. This also gave me a chance to start using the IPL device on the rest of my body which gave me some good results. The night prior to my meeting I arranged to spend the night at a hotel after landing at the airport. In this way I would be already in girl mode and fully dressed when I met him.

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.

There was a knock at my door and I heard Sam asl Barb are you awake? I moved off the bed and grabbing a robe from the closet I cracked the door and saw Sam standing there. He said that he was sorry to wake me but wanted to know if I would like to go out for dinner.

Looking at my watch I saw it was a bit past five and I replied sure but it would take me a bit to get freshened up. He said no problem and to take my time, it was still early and there were no appointments to keep. I smiled and said thanks and closed the door.

Since there was no rush, I decided to take the extra effort to go through a full make over again. So, I striped off my undies, stockings, and wig then climbed into the shower. I decided to keep my pads and breasts on since they already were firmly attached but removed my faux vagina to clean and air it out.

It had been a while since I showered with my breasts and pads on, and they added to my feminine feeling even though I had a bit of excess tissue hanging between my legs. Using a face cream, I removed the old makeup and then I made sure to clean my faux vagina and hung it outside to dry. I finished showering and toweled off not forgetting to dry off my vagina. Remembering how Sam responded to my sent I used a light body spray before starting to apply body lotion and reassemble myself.

With all of my female parts attached I slipped into clean undies and started my shave prior to applying my makeup. My makeover went quite smooth and I soon had Barbs smiling face looking back at me. This time since I was going out I decided to go with my expensive real hair wig. The shape and style were a bit different than the one I had worn when I arrived but framed my face a bit better.

I went with my blue denim dress that buttoned up the front with a v neck to show a bit of cleavage. With a little bit of surgical tape, I was able to move my natural breast mounds into a very attractive shape. Once dressed I accessorized with a necklace, earrings, and bracelets. I checked my purse and then applied a small dose of perfume to the air which I let settle upon me. Finally for footwear I went with a pair of small heals that accentuated my walk.

Going down the hallway I made a distinct sound with my shoes which Sam picked up on since he was already looking towards me as I made my entrance. He gave me a smile and said he didn’t expect me to have a new hairstyle so soon. I told him that it was just a bit a feminine magic that I was able to apply and asked if he liked it. He said it really made me look adorable.

With that Sam grabbed his keys and we walked over to the garage door and out into the garage. We went in his car where held the doors for me as I was getting into the car. On the way there we chatted more about my voice and the way I act very feminine. I explained that it was more natural now but when I first went out, I had to force myself.

It wasn’t fancy place just a little dinner near his place. Once there he again opened the car door for me. I paused as always to get my composure as to being out as a woman. Sam seemed to notice as he asked if anything was the matter. I smiled and replied nothing just getting my composure. Sam seemed to pick up on my anxiety and asked again if everything was okay.

I admitted to him that I always was a bit insecure during the first few moments of presenting myself as a woman in a new environment.

Sam smiled and said that there was nothing that detracted from what he saw of a beautiful woman accompanying him. This was a boost to my feminine ego and was all I needed to again slip comfortably into my female alter ego. Although the place was not busy there was a wait for a table so we made our way to the bar. Sam asked if would care for something to drink and I said just a glass of white wine.

By the time our drinks were served we were told that our table was ready. As we moved to the table Sam remarked that it had been a while since he had the privilege of dinning out with such a beautiful woman. I blushed and thanked him while I sat down and replied it had been some time since I had the privilege of being with such a handsome companion.

This started us on the conversation of my dating. He asked politely how many times I had gone out on a date. I decided to blur the answer by saying a few. He then probed to find out what went on during them and I attempted to dodge answering him but I finally gave in to answer him that I behaved like any other woman would. This caused him to pause and consider his line of questioning during which the waitress came by to take our order.

As the waitress approached the table, she addressed Sam by name and asked him who his dinner date was. Sam introduced me as a close friend Barb, and our waitress as Sandi. As she exchanged pleasantries with Sam, I noticed the waitress was wearing a beautiful pendant necklace.

It was one that I had admired and looked for before, so I complemented her on it and asked where she got it. She paused, smiled and thanked me for the compliment and told me that she really liked it and got if from a local store. The waitress then went on to compliment me on my angel earrings.

Thanking her for her compliment I told her that I came across them in a fabric store of all places and I just had to have them. She then asked which one and I told her where they were and where to look for them. While we were talking Sam sat back and seemed to enjoy my little banter with the waitress. As she finished taking our order, she again thanked me for the tip on the earrings.

When the waitress left Sam mentioned that he was now even more convinced that I was a natural woman. He said the way I conversed with Sandi reminded him of the way his wife would converse with any woman. He asked me how I developed this female trait of exchanging compliments and talking about some style or other.

I told him I sort of fell into it when I first started going out and becoming very passable. At first when I wasn’t as good as being the woman that I am now, I would get long stares until I said something. This pushed the recognition factor more towards female and I would be accepted in my female role.

Sam was curious about how I did this so I elaborated, that to my understanding a person unconsciously tries to pigeon hole a person from a long way off using visual clues. Female hips and breasts, male shoulder and muscular appearance I stated. What the mind does, I added, was it gets confused when other conflicting information is sent and it wants to clarify the situation.

Continuing, for a tran’s person like me, the observer tries to get a focus on the other gender with as few of the other clues as possible. After confirming that I did have a feminine voice I used this as the deciding piece of evidence I would throw out, if, I felt that my femininity was being questioned. Sam said that he could understand that since he was a bit taken when he first heard me and this had reassured him of the mental picture of me that he had previously envisioned.

I then told him the story where during my early times of going out I would frequent a cocktail lounge just to have a drink. I had found that the waitresses were accepting of me once I spoke so I was able to relax while there. On one occasion though three guys in the early 20s came in a bit inebriated. They sat down from me across the room and began to look my way and I could tell that they were sort of sneering at me. I became a bit tense when one of them approached me and said Hey I think you’re a guy, from somewhere in me I found inner calm and replied “No but that has to be one of the worst pickup lines to get into my panties”.

Hearing my voice confirmed to him that I was female and so the verbal slap sent him back to his table. The waitress near me heard this and congratulated me on my retort. The group was soon asked to leave since they were by then getting a bit rowdy. So, in the following days I continued to use my voice more and strike up a conversation so that the auditory clues would confirm my gender.

I then told him that as I practiced, I began to actually fall into the mode of looking at things that I admired and could compliment a person on. It seems that most women do that I began to pick up on this. I told him about a time when I was at a Walmart and the girl at the register complimented me on my hair. I responded with where I got my hair done and exchanged compliments with her. Before I knew it there was a line behind me and I had to cut the conversation short.

I also told him that female mannerism had gotten my brother in trouble and he wanted to know how. I went on and said that my brother had some female friends at work whom he would go out to lunch on occasion. On the way to lunch through a mall, he happened to pass by a shoe outlet and a couple of the girls commented on the style and fit of a pair of shoes. Thinking nothing of it my brother went into a feminine zone and started commenting on the shoes.

The women listened for a moment and then stopped and stared at my brother for spouting such an innocent but intimate knowledge of women’s shoes. Fortunately, he realized his mistake and added that was what his wife told him. He wasn’t sure if they bought that but they didn’t make a mention of it to him at least.

Sam then went back to the original topic of how I behaved on a date and what I meant about acting like any woman would. I again tried to keep it vague by saying that I was approachable and would be responsive to any, what I felt as, a positive advance. Of course, he wanted to know what I felt was a positive advance, and looking at him I said, “anything that was mutually acceptable and acknowledged as acceptable by both of us”.

Fortunately, at that time our meals arrived and I was grateful for the distraction and decided to change the conversation to our dinner and food which Sam picked up on. Also, while I was eating, I noticed a woman from across the room had been taken an interest in me and kept nudging her friend to turn around and look at me. They saw me looking at them and turned away. Sam noticed my movement and asked if anything was wrong.

I told him about the two women that were seated a few tables to our rear out of sight by Sam and they seemed to have taken an interest in me. Sam then turned around to look for a moment and then sighed as he turned back. He informed me that it was two women from church who knew him. One was a busy body named Thelma whose husband was a friend of Sam’s.

The women did notice Sam’s glance and seemed to occupy themselves with their meals. Sam then told me how Thelma had tried to insert her control of his life after his wife died. He said that she felt that she was controlling of her husband and just wanted another man to control.

As we were finishing our dinner the two ladies came by the table and after giving me the once over greeted Sam. He then introduced me as a friend and sister of Tom, and I was staying with him for a few nights. I exchanged pleasantries with the ladies and they seemed a bit stand offish. The one that was Thelma seemed a bit too inquisitive since she started asking me questions as to what brought me here, what type of business was I doing and how long I would be here.

Attempting to be as open and honest as possible I gave her the details. Thelma then turned her full attention to Sam and started questioning him. In the meantime, her friend seemed a bit too interested in me as she kept inspecting me as if she was looking for something. I felt a little uneasy at the time so I decided that I should excuse myself for the lady’s room. Sam nodded when I told him while the other two just seemed to ignore me as I left the table.

Usually if I had to use the ladies’ room, I would have scoped the out the location first and then waited for what I thought was a clear time, so that it was not occupied. This usually took about 5 minutes before I relaxed enough to use the facility. In this case I sought the lady’s room as a refuge to get away so I did not have the same anxiety of entering it as I would normally have.

Fortunately, there was no line for the toilets and one of the two stalls were free as I entered. I quickly closed the door and sighed relief to be out of sight for a few minutes. Since I was already in there, I decided to relieve myself so I hiked up my dress, pulled down my panties and sat down.
Fortunately, my faux female urinary tract was worked without leaking. While I sat there, I heard the occupant of the other stall leave her stall, wash her hands and exit the lady’s room. Feeling that I had a bit of time I relaxed for a moment before tiding myself up. I was just pulling up my panties when I heard the door of the lady’s room open and Thelma’s voice.

She was stating that she knew what type of woman would hang out with a man his age and that was one who was after his money. Somehow, I was both pleased and angry at what she said since she the reference was clearly meant for me. I was pleased that she saw me as a woman but the gold digger reference just got to me for some reason.

So, grabbing my purse and having situated my attire, I opened the cubicle door and smiled at the ladies who looked a bit embarrassed as they saw me. I moved between them to wash my hands and wished them a good evening as I left the lady’s room. Sam was already taking paying the bill at the register, so I suggested to him that it might be a good time to escape before the ladies appeared again. He readily agreed and he escorted me to the car.

Again, he held the door for me as I got in. Our discussion on the way back was about the women and their questions.

(to be continued)

Having taking leave of Sam I moved to my room and began my night preparations. After removing my jewelry and outer clothes I took a moment to gaze at my feminine form in the mirror prior to going through what would be a nightly routine.

Since I had sufficient spare clothing, I put my under wear in the close hamper for the wash. I then removed my padding and breast forms. At this time, I made sure that I properly cleaned them and placed them in their storage boxes. I then removed my wig and set it up on its stand.
I removed my makeup and took a shower to cleanse and shave any noticeable body hair. Once done I toweled off applied moisturizer and cream.

I then shaved my face and then used the IPL device, that I had been using for the past few months to reduce my need to shave multiple times a day (at most just twice). Having done that I then applied moisturizer. To keep myself in the total feminine feeling I pulled out my new vaginal panties and breast plate to sleep in. I carefully powdered them and slipped into them. I then pulled out an older but comfortable straight hair wig and put that on. Having them on I then pulled out a Charmeuse chemise and pantie’s to wear to bed. By the time I was finished with this it was nearly 11 PM.

My alarm woke me at 5:00 and I prepared to go jogging. I wore a jogging bra with non-attachable breast forms that felt comfortable while I jogged. I then covered that with an aqua tank top. As an under foundation, I wore my vagina padded panty with only Nike women’s running spandex shorts. I then slid on my slightly undersized pair of Nike aura / mint women’s jogging shoes.

Prior to applying my make up I again used my IPL which had through the months of use dramatically reduced my shadow. Using it I only had to lightly shave prior to starting my makeup routine. For this morning I went for a light look for my makeup.

Having done my IPL treatment, and lightly scraped my face, I put on my outfit prior doing my makeup. My makeup started with a light foundation and I did a bit of contouring and highlighting, touched up my eye brows and then went with a light lipstick. Having finished my makeup, I pinned my shoulder length wig into place with plenty of bobby pins.

Grabbing my fanny pack for my keys and phone and placing my sun glasses on, I headed out the door. I had jogged the area on prior visits so I knew the way and most of the streets were deserted.

Keeping a slow pace to ensure feminine movement of hips and little movement of the shoulders (letting my arms swing loosely at my sides seemed more feminine) I was still back at the house still early enough to have time for a shower. Once in the shower I checked out my face and lightly shaved again. I then reattached my prosthetics, vagina gaff and attached my hip pads. Since I was going to go shopping and looking at dresses I decided to go with a pocketed bra with prosthetic inserts and to tape my breast for cleavage.

For today I decided to go casual and wear slacks, pumps, and silk blouse with a nice plunging neckline. It took me a bit longer than anticipated to get ready since that choice of particular blouse required a bit of extra effort that required me to use an adhesive bra on my actual breasts to bring the tissue together and adding makeup to make the cleavage look more intense.

Satisfied with the look of my cleavage, I slipped my breasts prosthetics into my bra and slipped it on. To keep the figure I wanted, I slipped into my waist cincher which slimmed down my waist. I then applied a fragrant feminine deodorant to my under arms after which I slipped on my panties and sat down to apply my makeup.

Before starting I removed my ear studs so they wouldn’t get too messy from the makeup. Grabbing my wig cap I secured that with pins and then arched my eyebrows using a thin strip of 3M Transpore surgical tape applied to just above the natural arch and then taped to the cap to secure it. The tape really disappears after I have applied my foundation and lifts the brow into a very feminine look.

With that done I applied a light coat of color corrector followed by my concealer and foundation combination. I noted to myself that I was getting low on the foundation and would need to make a stop at the cosmetic counter to pick some up. From there I contoured and highlighted my face to bring out my feminine features. I then followed up with my eyes lining them and using a light amount of eye shadow.

From there I applied my powder and set it with an alcohol spray. For me it I have found that easier for me to powder first then apply any blush and to line my lips and apply lipstick. With my feminine face complete I fixed my wig with multiple bobby pins. I gave it a bit of a tug to make sure that it was in place. Usually when I brush it out on my head I feel a reasonable tug enough to confirm to me that it is in place.

I changed my plans slightly in that I grabbed a pair of panty hose to put on to judge the look of stockinged legs with a dress. I kept my panties on as I rolled up each leg of the stocking up my leg since the panty would held absorb any sweat that I might have from the prosthetic. Once in place and smoothed out I slid on my slacks and put on my blouse. To keep from having a run in my hose I then put on my mid heel pumps.

Now that I finished the preliminaries I put on my watch, bracelets, and a silver chain necklace. It took me a moment of going through my jewelry to pick out a pair of silver angel earrings. After brushing out my wig hair a couple of times and spritzing with a bit of perfume I was ready to face the day.

Once out at the kitchen I started fixing breakfast. Sam came in and I asked him what he wanted for breakfast. He said that I was the guest and that he should be fixing me something. I told him as the lady of the house I should be getting this done He agreed and watched me prepare breakfast.

He commented that it was nice to have a woman around the house again. I asked him to bring in the paper and he went out to get it. I had his breakfast ready when he got back. We sat down and had breakfast and coffee.

I suggested that we first go shopping some needed items for the pantry. Now I have been out to the grocery store while dressed and have been comfortable doing it, though it has taken time and there have been some stressful moments when I was newly out wondering if I had been read.

Going shopping with Sam was easier than I ever thought. Not only did I have someone with me for support, but he was a reaffirmation of my femininity while being out. He would refer to me as Barb which sounded wonderful. I even teased him by going down the feminine hygiene aisle and asking him to look for some thin sanitary pads for me. There was some hesitation but he did pick them up for me. Of course, he then asked me if I needed any tampons and I replied no that I used a menstrual cup which got me a curious look. I told him to look it up on the internet.

After grocery shopping, we were off to do some window shopping at the mall to get an idea for a dress for me to wear to the wedding. At the mall I was again uncertain and apprehensive as I got out of car as usual. With Sam being there it again helped my confidence and allowed me to continue on with less stress.

After walking through the mall for a bit with Sam, my confidence level grew and allowed me to follow my feminine self into a few stores. After visiting a few stores and just looking at some dresses, I finally felt relaxed enough to try on a few and then to explore some makeup aisles.

Trying on the dresses in the store was a real thrill. Just being able to pick out different styles of dresses and then to put them on and look at myself in the dressing room mirror was a big ego booster. Even though Sam said that he was interested in watching me I could see that he was not as excited about this as I was. So, after about 20 minutes of trying on dresses I moved on to the makeup up aisles.

Since I needed to pick up some Clinique items (foundation and concealer) we headed over to that aisle. Again, I was a little apprehensive of walking up to the counter since the salesperson would be focusing on my face. The sales lady was a bit younger than me but not by much. She gave me an inquisitive look as I approached but when she heard my voice tell Sam to come back in about 10 minutes, she mentally acknowledged me as another woman, smiled and asked with what could she help me with.

I asked her for the foundation and she said she had it in stock and quickly found it. She then suggested a blush which I could try on there. Thinking that she would just hand me a sample to try I accepted the offer and told her that I would love to try a sample. To my surprise she pointed over to the chair next to the counter and informed me to take a seat. Being caught off guard I just took the seat without thinking.

Now I always wanted to do this but had been reluctant due to being read. This time it seemed that I was already taken for another female customer with a bit more makeup than usual, and since I had already seated myself, it would be odd for me to chicken out now. I was a bit tense at first but the lady just went about her business and lightly dusted both my cheeks and I began to relax.

She then pulled around a mirror for me to look at myself and I was definitely impressed with her selection and application to my cheeks. Having seen the positive reaction on my face she then suggested a rosewater pop plush lip gloss to go with it. Stepping back around the counter she procured the item and deftly applied it to my lips. Seeing that she had a sale she asked if I would like to include the blush and lip gloss in my purchase.

I was sold by her just asking me to sit in the chair and without a thought I quickly said yes to the additional purchases. The bill was a bit pricey but at least I got an additional sample bag of moisturizers, lip sticks, and other items. By the time I had finished paying Sam had returned and did take in my small makeup adjustment. Sam was pleasantly surprised with my bit of makeup saying that it made me look more radiant.

Sam had told me prior to us going out shopping that he had a luncheon date with three other friends so I adjusted my shopping so that we left the mall in plenty of time for him to make his luncheon date. As we made our way out of the mall, I notice a bargain store and decided to quickly go in to pick up a cheap Yoga mat. This would allow me to do my post jogging stretching outside. As we were walking back to the car Sam got a call from his daughter.

While he was conversing with her over the phone, Sam suggested to me that he would like to visit his daughter on the way back. Finishing the call Sam told her that I would be coming with him. My anxiety shot up thinking about going out there and this showed through to Sam. He told me to relax since he would just step inside for a moment or two and I wouldn’t need to come in.

I had met Sam’s daughter Pamela a few years prior but only briefly. She was nice but seemed a bit protective of her father. Having gotten to the car and since I had completed my initial shopping at the mall (during which I did find one or two possible dresses to select from later) we headed out for Sam’s daughter’s.

Once there Sam just told me to stay in the car and he would be right back. Well, he was only gone for about five minutes but his daughter followed him out of the house to the car. At the car Sam introduced me and I definitely got a cold feeling from her.

There was some casual conversation and Sam got back in the car and the daughter definitely gave me a look that expressed concern. While driving back I told Sam about the daughter’s negative vibes but he was unconcerned.

With it now being almost noon, Sam asked if I would like to join him for his luncheon appointment and meet some of his Veteran friends. Feeling a bit more relaxed again I said yes. So instead of heading back home we headed directly to the diner where we met them. There were three of them all about Sam’s age or older. They were very cordial and treated me as any lady having lunch with the group.

As we conversed one Sam’s friends told me he has a business with his son in the plumbing supply and their accountant on maternity leave, and the girl that was the temporary replacement was floundering. As we talked, he said that he really needed someone to help the new girl understand the software system.

I was so engrossed in the conversation that I suggested without thinking about it, too volunteer to help him for a morning. I told him that what the replacement needs, was only some guidance and since I had a background in that work, it should be fairly easy for me to assist. He readily accepted.

I told him I would be more than glad to drop by tomorrow if that would be okay. He said that would be good since the corporate payroll needed to be started prior to the end of the week so everyone would get paid. I replied that it would not be a problem.

It was then that I got a smirking smile from Sam and I realized what I did. Barbara was now committed to go to another office alone and be the woman assisting another in close company. It was good thing that lunch was over or I might have just fallen off my chair on the realization of it all.

Once back at the car Sam surmised that I might have gotten over my head and offered to relay my apologies. I thought for a moment and told him a woman just has to do what a woman has to do. He laughed at that, as we got back in the car.

Sam then asked if I wanted to accompany him on an appointment with the Optometrist later that afternoon. I said fine no problem as that would give me a moment to think about tomorrow. Since the appointment was around 3 PM that afternoon, I was able to get home and redo my face prior to going out again.

We arrived a little early at the optometrist so I looked at some feminine glasses. The receptionist asked if I needed any help. I informed her I wear contacts and needed a pair of glasses for backup when I did not want to wear them.

She asked if I had a current prescription and I said sorry no. She then offered that the optometrist would give me a checkup and write a prescription. I said I was just visiting and probably wouldn’t be around for an appointment. She then said she might be able to squeeze me in right after Sam.

I pondered on this for a moment but I did want to get a pair of glasses that would frame my face and this might be the only time I could, so I said I would take it. Beside I did renew my facial makeup and it should be good for close scrutiny. The receptionist then asked me if I had insurance and I said that I did, but I don’t have the card but I would just put it on my credit card and file it later.

She then handed me some forms to fill out. This was definitely a first for me filling out papers under my female persona. I took my time writing my name down with my best feminine script. What I can only describe as a feeling of full femineity came over me as I checked the female gender box.

I was definitely feeling my feminine self as I sauntered back to the counter and handed the receptionist my paper work. I then let myself relax and rambled through my phone while waiting for my turn. When Sam was finished, I told him that I was going to get an examination also. Sam good naturally said fine and it would be worth the wait.

The receptionist led me to the examination room and I took a seat in the chair. The optometrist was a middle-aged guy, a bit lean but he had a beautiful smile. He asked me to take out my contacts and handed me a case and solution. Once removed he placed the eye exam device in place and we started. The whole thing took only a few minutes. I did notice as he came close to me that his eyes would drop for a few moments to examine my bosom.

Feeling a bit frisky I decided to tease him a bit and as he sat across from me telling me about my prescription, I slowly took in a deep breath that stretched my blouse and bra enough to let the nipples on my breast show through. I watched his eyes as they moved from mine to my breasts and linger there for a moment as he talked.

I smiled and winked at him as our eyes met again and he began to stumble in what he was saying and turned slightly red. He then tried to continue with the results but got a bit tongue tied. I decided to release him by giving him a big smile and saying thanks for the examination. I think that he caught the double meaning and gave me a big smile in return.

I returned to the receptionist and we went about selecting a pair of glasses for me. It was good that I had decided to go with the exam since the advice from another woman on what framed my face the best in glasses was invaluable. I actually ended up with a second pair.

After the optometrist we went back to Sam’s and he insisted on making dinner. I said that would be fine since now I had to lay out my clothes for tomorrow’s adventure. Sam told me it would be about two hours before dinner so I had time to prepare and then relax.

It took me a bit to select what to wear but I decided that a business look would be best and that it would give more feeling of being in control. After selecting and ironing my wardrobe I laid out my accessory’s jewelry, glasses, earrings and watch. I went as far as to select the color scheme for my makeup so as not to worry about it at the last minute.

Feeling a bit apprehensive about tomorrow I took a moment to reflect on it and decided that I should have a backup plan on how to pull out if needed. I thought about this while I showered and changed my prosthetics. The solution came to me while I did my shave and makeup to have Sam call me on my phone saying that there was something that he needed.

I decided to discuss this while having dinner with Sam. Having made myself presentable again I slipped on a casual shift dress and my sling back sandal thongs and then added a couple of pieces of jewelry. During dinner Sam assured me that I would be nothing more than amazing tomorrow, with my skills in accounting and my looks I would be a hit.

A hit is what I was worried about as I finished up the dishes for Sam as he cooked. Afterwards we both sat and watched a movie during which Sam fell asleep. Seeing that he was asleep, I made my night preparations while he snoozed in the chair. After completing my nightly ablations and getting into my nighty and robe. I woke Sam and directed him to his bedroom. I was worried about tomorrow but the days exertions allowed me to at least fall asleep.

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.

I awoke and started my morning ritual of preparation to go out jogging. I slipped into my padded vaginal pants and then stretched into my short jogging tights. Using a bit of adhesive I attached my breasts, and then put on an exercise bra. Use of the IPL device was definitely showing a difference in my face less beard growth so it only took me a moment to lightly shave with the razor.

Having slightly scraped my face, I applied my moisturizer and then a light covering of foundation and contoured enough just to get show the feminine facial features. I lightly outlined my eyes and used a light shade of lipstick. Having done that I remembered to use a fragrant deodorant and then pinned on my wig and put on my cap and was out the door.

The exercise jog was uneventful as I practiced more of the swaying of the hips and letting my hands be loose with my elbows out (ala Lynda Carter wonder woman video). As I said it was uneventful until I came around the corner to Sam’s house and out in the neighbor’s yard was Ted the 19-year-old son trimming the bushes on the area between the yards.

I noticed that his head turned toward me that indicated that he had seen me so going around the block a few more times might not be the smart move. So, I slowed my pace a bit and took advantage of checking myself out in the windows and mirrors of the cars parked on the street. Fortunately, there was about 100 yards to the house and plenty of cars so I was a bit more confident as I checked myself out and made my approach, but I still was on edge.

I had met Ted previously in my male mode but only for a few fleeting moments, so it was my hope that his memory of me was a bit fuzzy. He watched me as I entered the drive way and stopped the timer on my watch. Feeling that it might be best to put out the most feminine performance I smiled and waved at him as I took time to recover.

Ted smiled back and waved and to my horror began to move towards me. I had stopped just next to my rental so I used its mirror to adjust my wig hair and hat to frame my face a bit better. At that point I focused on my most available female traits to display a very big smile and using my feminine voice.

As he got near, he introduced himself and I did the same. He stated that he was wondering when he would see me since Sam had told the family that I would be visiting. While we exchanged pleasantries, I took stock of him and noticed how tall and lanky he was (about 2 inches taller than me). He was wearing a t-shirt that seemed small on him and a tight pair of cut off jean shorts.

He then asked how long I would be staying and what plans I had. By now I had relaxed enough to say I would be there for a week or so and doing some work. As we talked, I noticed that his eyes drifted towards my chest repeatedly. I then remembered that my breast nipples made distinct impression on my bra.

Having come down from fright to calm I began to take a couple of deep breathes and watched his eyes follow the outline of the nipples on my bra as I stretched the material. His response heightened my teasing sensuality and, in a moment, I had a plan to exploit the situation. So I then excused myself informing Ted that I needed to stretch out before my legs started to cramp and headed for the house.

Ted headed back to his pruning while I went in to grab my yoga mat. Sam had a small patio in front with a table on two chairs. By placing my mat where the table was, I would be able to give Ted a bit of a show. As I came out the door, I thought I would just move the table by myself and then my female tease came out and I walked over to where Ted was pruning and asked if he could help me move the table.

He readily agreed. Although I could have moved the table myself in male mode, I made sure that I demonstrated as little strength as possible while he helped me. As I was doing so, I made sure that he had an ample view of my breasts. Once we had moved the table, I thanked him and laid out the mat so as to give him a good view of my stretching.

When I sat down on the mat, I noticed that my stretchy short jogging tights gave an outline of my pubic mons from my vaginal panties that definitely showed a camel toe. With that I spread out my legs giving Ted what has been referred to as a beaver shot and began to stretch by putting my head down to my knee and pulling at my toes. As I repeated this exercise, I could hear the clippers that he was using pause for a moment or two and then start up again.

Being the tease that I was I moved myself into various positions and gave him a good show. Once I had finished and moved my mat, I sauntered over to him and asked for his help to move the table back. He readily agreed and I took note with special pleasure to see that the front of his cut offs had a distinct bulge in them.

Once done he asked if I would be working out every morning and I told him that I usually try to do that, he then said that he might see me again. With that I turned and moved the chairs into position and saw that Sam was coming out with a couple of cups of coffee one of which he offered me.

As we sat down on the chairs and Sam smiled and stated that he saw all of what occurred and was quite amused and said that I was a bit of a tease. I must have turned three shades of red for Sam continued that he thought that any woman as good looking as I would every now and then use their feminine assets for their entertainment. I then confessed that I was definitely a bit of a tease but he should already have known that.

He smiled again and said yes, he knew but it was entertaining watching me tease Ted. With that he got up with his mug and walked over to talk to Ted. I wasn’t sure what he said but it seemed that they both got a chuckle out of what he said. He then walked back to the table.

Sitting down he told me that he had informed Ted, that I was recently divorced woman trying to figure herself out, while trying to project a young flirtatious persona that would attract men since I had some self-doubts about this. He also told him that I could be trouble and handle with extreme care as I was hot. He said that Ted agreed that I was hot and needed cooling off and maybe he had the hose to cool me down, that was where the joke was. Ted kept grinning at that and I wasn’t sure how to take it but smiled back. We then finished our coffee and I waved at Ted as I went into the house to take my shower.

As I entered the bedroom, I gave a good look around the bedroom to see what needed tidying up I needed to do. I had already made the bed (my usual routine was to do this before jogging), but I also noted that there were items still in my suitcases that needed hanging up and the prosthetics that I about the room really needed to be out of sight.

Sam had graciously cleared up ½ of the closet and most of the two layers of shelve space above. Laying out a couple of towels I placed the cleaned hip and gender prosthetics and placed them up on the top shelve. I then placed the various breast prosthetics on the lower shelve. I had to use the stool to see what I was doing but it kept these items discretely hidden.

I then turned my attention to my four (yes four wigs). Since they would not be seen to a casual observer to be out place, I unfolded three of the stands and placed them on the dresser with a wig on each. Since I would be wearing the fourth, I decided I didn’t need to take up the extra room. I then placed my undies in the dresser along with some shorts, shirts, stockings and other items in the dresser.

My makeup and jewelry were already out and on the vanity table along with my hygiene items. That left only hanging up some dresses, slacks, blouses and skits. It surprised me though to see that I had only packed 6 pairs of shoes to include my jogging shoes (I fixed that in the days that followed). I then stored the empty suitcases in the closet. Looking about the room there was no hint of anything extraordinary about the woman that was staying there. I did replace the flowers that Sam had put out from those I picked from the garden.

As this was already Friday and the Wedding was tomorrow evening, I definitely needed to get a dress for the reception. From this point my plan for the day was to get the dress that I would wear to the wedding. To do this I had to select one that would fit my body as I shaped it with my prosthetics and cincher. With this in mind I laid out the prosthetics that I was going to wear for the wedding so I could be sure of the fit. Fortunately, I had spent some funds on a couple of “Real breast” that were toned to my body pigment and had edges that were easily hidden by makeup. At first, I was undecided as if it would be good to go with my padded vaginal panty. The length of time that I would be wearing the prosthetic panties was a real consideration due to my body heat and sweat. After a moment of careful consideration, I decided that I would go with the separate thigh pads. With the right dress I would be able to survive the day and night in them. I then got out a push up bra to accentuate the cleavage with the breasts and my corset (with silk sheath) since I wanted to get a dress that would hang well with my body shapers.

Having selected my foundation items, I laid out the rest of my clothes for the day, a cami, silk blouse, skirt, panties, garter belt and stockings. The selection allowed me to easily remove my clothes to try on the selected dresses while wearing the garter belt. I would be using an over the penis urinary catheter with tapping. This with using the garter belt would allow me to sit and pee through the catheter by just removing my panties without untapping.

I also set aside a pair of heels of the type I wanted to wear with the dress. These I took with me in a tote bag. Taking the heels along in a bag allowed me to see myself in heels while wearing the dress but also being comfortable while shopping in a pair of low pumps.

As I was going through and selecting my undies, I noted that I would have to start my laundry or I would soon be out clothes to wear. With that in mind and it still being early I pulled out a pair of knee length shorts (to cover my thigh length prosthetic) and a light peasant peplum blouse to wear while doing laundry.

Heading to the shower I took off and cleaned my prosthetic vaginal panties and attachable breast forms. I had left the closet door open to allow for air circulation while my prosthetics dried. Having completed the preliminaries, and prior to getting into the shower and using a hand mirror and the mirror across the room, I examined all of my body for any residual hair (fortunately there was little to no growth from the waxing).

Satisfied with the inspection I stepped into the shower. Once done I toweled off and applied moisturizer to my whole body. Since I was going to tapping for the whole day, so I sprayed a bit of feminine hygiene deodorant to my lower parts before applying the catheter to my penis and taping.

With that in place I took my time to clean my chest prior to applying the adhesive for the breast forms. As always, I much appreciated the art work that went into the forms since they blended so well into my skin. I did use a bit of makeup concealer on the edges to make it blend in better.

As I examined myself in the full-length mirror, I saw a very gender neutral to nude feminine appearance in the mirror. I was satisfied with this since I was not wearing any makeup, wig, or other shaping device. With my breasts in place, I placed them into my bra and adjusted the straps. The nipples definitely showed through the lining of the bra.

With my bra in place, I started with the corset as I needed to again become accustomed to wearing it for the duration. Putting on the silk sheath prior to putting it on, (that prevented it from chaffing), I then wrapped it around my waist and fastened up the front hooks. Once the hooks were in place, I gathered the laces and began to tighten them. I was able to tighten them myself by attaching the ends of the laces, to the bathroom door knobs and walking away from the open door.

Tying off the loose ends I then pulled a bit of excess flesh down from the lower front of the corset that gave me a rather feminine tummy curve (I decided later to accentuate it with a small bit of self adhesive padding). Since I was going to do my laundry wearing the shorts and blouse, I forego putting on my garter belt and stockings until later. Having the corset tied off I then pulled my panties up and on to my waist.

With my undies on I started my makeup routine. First a close shave with a new blade to remove any hint of facial hair (my IPL treatment had removed some but not all of the facial hair) and removing my ear studs. Having done this, I then pinned my wig cap in place with multiple bobby pins. With the wig cap securely in place, I arched my eye brows by pulling them up with a sliver of medical tape just above the natural arch and anchored to the wig cap. I then moved on to the color corrector where needed (again not much since I was using the IPL), applied my base foundation then did light contouring and highlighting.

Having been doing this now for a few days I had a bit of a routine going and I was able to complete my makeup routine in about a quarter of the time that it normally took me when getting ready. Once I had done my eyes and finished with my powder, I selected the wig that I would wear to the wedding and pinned it into place.

With that in mind and it still being early I pulled out a pair of knee length shorts (to cover my thigh length prosthetic) and a light peasant peplum blouse to wear while doing laundry. Grabbing my sling back thong sandals I slid them on. With doing laundry, I skipped putting on any additional jewelry other than my watch. I checked myself in the mirror and after a spritz of perfume was ready to do my laundry.

Sam saw that I was doing my laundry and asked when would we be going out looking for a dress. Looking at my watch and the amount of laundry I had to do I told him that I would be ready to go in an hour. After loading the machine with my laundry, I went back to the bedroom and put on a set of small earrings, watch and small jewelry. Checking myself in the mirror to see if I missed anything I brushed out my hair and got a pair of heels that I thought would go with a dress and placed them in a tote bag.

Pulling off my shorts and panties, I then grabbed my garter belt and put it in place and then selected two pairs of matching stockings (one for my purse) and sat down on the edge of the bed to pull them on. Having them in place I stepped into my panties and pulled them up over the garters. I then selected a mid-knee length skirt to wear. Once in place I went with a low heal pointy pumps since they would be easy to get on and off. By the time that I was done getting ready the washer chimed and I put the clothes in the dryer on a long gentle cycle.

Having done this I went looking for Sam who was reading in the lounge and told him that I was ready to go dress shopping. We got in his car and headed for the Mall. Once at the Mall I took the lead and headed for Macy’s.

The evening gown selection was good but not great and I started to go through the racks while Sam looked on. As I was going through them a mature sales lady approached, paused and watched me for a moment than asked if I was interested in anything in particular.

In my most feminine voice I said that I was looking for something to wear to a wedding that my friend was taking me too and I pointed towards Sam. My voice and pointing out Sam must have confirmed in her mind that I was a woman looking for something special as her mood changed almost instantly into being most helpful.

She asked my size and what style I would like and then went and pulled out a few dresses from some of the other racks. I looked them and selected a blue ruffle mid chiffon dress with a plunging neckline, A floral pattern plunging neckline dress, and a navy off the shoulder maxi dress with a gathered waist. I checked the sizes and saw they were all within my efforts of body shaper containment and padding.

Trying each on was a very gratifying experience. Being able to put on feminine clothes and feel them and then get to see them with me in them was at first overwhelming. The first dress I tried on I almost bought right then since the experience was so fantastic. It took an extra 5 minutes for me to stop looking in the mirror and to show Sam.

The sales lady had moved on to help another customer and Sam was looking at his phone when I came out of the changing room to show him the dress. He smiled and said he liked it very much but my intention was to wow him so back I went for the other dresses. I went through the first selection and then I picked out a couple more and tried them on but I didn’t hit Sam’s wow button with any.

So off from Macy’s and on to the other shops. I have to admit that although it was a bit tiring for me, I was enjoying selecting the dresses and trying them on. I did notice that Sam was showing a bit of boredom though, so after the third store and no dress so I suggested lunch which he immediately agreed to. We had lunch at the food court which revived Sam and as I was making my way to the ladies’ room, I spied a simple dress shop just off the food court area.

Upon my return I dragged Sam into one more shop and promised him that if I didn’t find anything that I would drop him off and finish my search this afternoon. He said that he could continue to accompany me but the look that he might be able to get home told the story. So, I got him off to the little shop that I found and started through the racks. I was amazed at the selection but I decided on just three that might fit the bill.

The first was a bit to formal and I thought showed a bit too much of me and the second was way to risqué for a wedding but the blue (almost aqua) one just showed everything that I wanted while being subdued enough. When I showed Sam, I could tell by his eyes that this dress was a hit. This now solved that problem and I now had the dress.

Once we were back at Sam’s I put away my new treasure and called my makeup artist to confirm my appointment for tomorrow. As the wedding and the reception was only about 30 minutes away from the artist’s studio, I would have plenty of time to make it there and back before the wedding. After confirming the time, I consulted with Sam and he told me not to worry that he would drop me off and pick me up from the stylist.

He told me that he had a cousin who was also attending the wedding just a few minutes from where the wedding and reception would be held and he would visit him and change at his place.
That way he could drop me off and pick me up. This took a lot of the pressure off of me so I could then relax and enjoy my makeover.

I started diner and told Sam to put his feet up, which he did and took a nap. Going through what he had in fridge and pantry I came up with a Chicken satay salad. The hardest part was looking for some the spices that were around the kitchen. Eventually I had dinner prepared and I woke Sam up. He wasn’t too sure about the selection though since he was used to mainly meat with a side of something. I told him that while I was around that I was going to try to keep him healthy. After trying a bit of the salad though he did say that he liked it and actually went for more of the salad.

After diner he helped with the small amount of cleanup, after which he opened a bottle of wine and poured me and himself a glass. He then put on some background music and we settled down to discuss the wedding.

He started by saying. “We need sort of background story for you since you being as attractive as you are and being with me will bring in a lot of questions from friends and family.”

Blushing a bit, I replied. “I agree, you will get bugged after I leave unless we have a plausible story for them. I suggest that we keep it as close to the truth as possible and use the sister angle since most, if not all of them that had met her was a long time ago and we do have a resemblance. We can keep the recently divorced bit and my work background since both my sister and I have followed the same profession.”

Sam nodded in agreement.

After finishing my glass, I told him that I had to get things ready for tomorrow and I would be turning in afterwards. As I got up to leave he said to me, “You know you can change at my cousins house, I talked to his wife earlier and she suggested it since I told her I was going to drop you off at a salon to get pretty for the wedding.”

I paused for a moment and said, “You think that they would be happy with me changing there?”

Sam replied with a chuckle, “As I said Camila had already offered. She won’t mind havening some female companionship. Besides you will probably look stunning after the salon makeover.
I was a bit hesitant at first but Sam was right, and the salon didn’t have much of a changing room and will allow me time and privacy to change.

“Sam I would be very grateful to do that and it will help relieve any stress I would have prior to going out.” I replied.
He then texted his cousin of the acceptance of their offer and he wished me a goodnight as I headed off to my room to get my things in order.

It took me a couple of hours to choose my accessories and other items and get them in arranged. I laid out my clothes and a possible change along with cosmetics that I might need. Finally I set out the dress shoes and bag that I would need and set about getting myself ready for bed. By the time I was in my pjs I could hear Sam snoring away in the other room.

I awoke early and went into my morning routine preparing for my jog. By the time I had returned Sam was already up and having breakfast. After stretching a bit I came in and joined him. Looking at the clock he said we would have to leave in a couple of hours if I was to make my appointment in the basin LA basin area due to traffic. I agreed and went to cleanse and prepare myself for the day.

Since I already had my things packed and had made my selections for today from the night before, I was just about ready to make my initial transformation for todays event. After showering and epilating I refixed my breasts, and thigh pads. I then attached the catheter to my penis and tapped it all in place. Having finished that I dressed in a casual tank top, shorts and mules.

Once dressed I left the bedroom and sat down for a quick breakfast of muesli and tea. Sam bless his heart packed the car of all the items I had laid out and moved them to the car. By the time I had cleaned up the kitchen after my breakfast Sam came in and asked if I was ready to go.

Telling him that I just needed a moment, I went back into the bedroom made one more quick check for everything that I needed, then rechecked my bag. Once satisfied I walked out of the house and locked the door between the house and garage, since Sam was already at the car. Before getting in the car I scanned the backseat to ensure all of for the items that I had laid out had made it to the car. Seeing that they did got in and Sam and I were off.

On the drive to the salon Sam gave me the lowdown on his cousin Edwardo and Camila. We also went over my cover story again so we both wouldn’t be caught with some faux pas comment. Traffic was lighter than usual so we arrived at the Salon 15 minutes before my appointment.

The salon had a boutique out front for transgendered women and rooms in the back where they did the makeovers. Since I was early, I walked in and started browsing some of the wig selections along with the clothing racks. While I was looking at some of the wig styles that were on display Renae the owner of the shop came out as I was browsing and asked, “Would you care for some help? Are you looking for something in particular for someone special?

Replying, “No just browsing at the moment.”

She then said after looking at me thoughtfully as I examined some of the wigs, “Although this store caters to the transgendered, I am sure that if you find something that you like, we should be able to help you. A lot of the sizes though are for larger for males so they might not meet your needs but we can always order something in.”

It took me a moment before I realized that she had taken me for a genetic woman and I almost burst out laughing but held it in and smiled and said, “Renae I am really flattered by the compliment but it is me Barbara who has an appointment for a makeover.”

Renae looked at me with astonishment grabbed and hugged me and said, “Barbra it has been sometime since I saw you, your voice, your mannerism, your look, have you transitioned?’

I replied, “Sorry same old crossdressing me. Maybe a bit more educated by you, but still me.”

“Well,” she said pausing, “If you already look this good, you are going to look fantastic once I or one of other girls finish with you. Come on back there is a chair already waiting for you.”

With that she took me back to the makeup room and left me in capable hands of Donna one of her makeup techs. She asked me about the look that I was after and I told her that I was attending the wedding as a date and she again looked me over and told me she had the perfect idea of what to do. She then asked. “Is this your real hair or a wig?”

I replied. “a real hair wig and that I would like to have it secured with glue and tape once you have gotten to replacing it.”

“That will be easy,” she said as she removed the wig and handed it over to Renae who was observing from the side.

Renae then said, “I will handle this with care and I have just the style that will add glamour to your look. You don’t a few small curls I hope?”

Thinking about it for a moment I told her, “No not at all. I think that they would look adorable.”

With that Donna started cleansing and prepping my face while making small talk. I really couldn’t reply too much since she was working on my face and needed for me to have it relaxed. We did do a bit of girl talk while she was doing my eyes though and the whole experience was awesome. Donna did take a few extra moments with my eyebrows and eyelashes giving me false eyelashes but overall, she tried to keep the makeup as light as possible while emphasizing any female feature, I had.

Donna had just finished with my makeup when Renae returned with my wig properly styled. She set my wig cap in place and then she expertly attached it with a bit of glue and tape. She then purposefully placed a few clips that could not be seen. When I saw the overall look, I was overwhelmed with what they had done.

Seeing the time, I texted Sam that I was ready and then paid Renae for the services rendered. As always, Renae gave me a small trinket (delicate bracelet).to remember my time there. Just as I was finishing up with my goodbyes and thankyou’s I saw Sam drive up out in front. I could tell by Sam’s eyes that I made a very positive impression on him as I got into the car. His only comment was, “and I thought you looked lovely earlier, this is just stunning.”

That comment was enough to give me the confidence to meet Sam’s cousins. The ride to their place was only about 15 minutes. During that time though I did have some minor doubts about my appearance but kept up the smiling face so as not to disturb Sam. Sam had already told me that me that my bag and dress was already in the spare bedroom and he led me into the house.

Camila was at the door waiting for us as we walked up. She looked at me for a moment and my heart skipped a beat then she said, “you look absolutely amazing dear, you will need to let me know who your stylist is. I definitely will need to visit them.”

She then hugged me and said, “you will need to get ready as we will have to leave in about an hour. I have you set up in the bedroom next to the bathroom. Feel free to fully utilize it as the guys will be occupied in the far guest room while I get ready in our bedroom. Yell out if you need anything.”. With that she was off to get herself ready.

Seeing the bathroom, I first headed there to freshen up a bit and check my prosthetics, I then headed for to change. Taking great care as not to mess up my makeup I stripped out of my casual wear and got my underwear, garter belt, stockings and cincher on. Since the dress was a bit shear I wore a camisole under the dress. Getting the dress on took a bit of planning but I was able to slip into it without much difficulty. I did have a problem with the back zipper though and hearing Sam’s voice I opened up the door to the room and said, “Sam could you be a dear and assist me with my back zipper?”

No sooner had I asked then he appeared at the door and I presented my back and zipper to him. Feeling his hands on my waist and back sent a little shock of thrill through me. It only took a moment and he was done but he paused a moment to look me over. Turning toward him I smiled and while waving him off I said, “Off with you I still need to finish up and you are distracting me.”

With that Sam was off to change as he had waited for his cousin to finish using the room first. I then finished dressing and walked out to the lounge room where Camila and Edwardo were. Camila’s transformation was stunning. As an older woman I thought that she would not put that much effort into preparing but I was wrong. She had done up her hair and makeup and was wearing a purple floral dress that made look years younger. I sat down across from her and complimented her on her outfit and appearance. She returned the compliment and we sat there and chatted like old friends. Edwardo seemed a bit oblivious to us and got up to check on Sam.

Sam found his way out to the lounge room where Camila and I were and Edwardo soon followed. As it was still early Camila offered a round of refreshments before we were to go. I offered to help her and the offer was graciously accepted. In the mean time Sam gathered up our belongings and put them in his car. I carried out a tray of glasses, ice and tea while Camila brought out some light snacks. Sam returned shortly and took a seat next to me. We sat and chatted about the wedding and before long it was time to leave for the wedding.

Since we were not returning to his cousins Sam and I left in his car. Before getting in he took the time to give me the once over and said, “you are just as beautiful as the bride, I am sure of it.”

I blushed a bit and thanked him for his compliment. It didn’t take us long to reach the church where the ceremony was being held and we found our seats. I noticed that Sam’s daughter was seated a couple of rows ahead of us and gave me the once over before the ceremony began.

The wedding ceremony was the typical affair so I won’t go into that. But I must say that I felt a bit different presenting myself as a woman during this ceremony than the ones that I had attended in the past. I felt more in tune watching the bride and the brides’ maids walk down the aisle and the feeling presentation that they had.

After the ceremony we left for the reception that was at a local resort about 15 minutes away. There was ample parking so Sam and I did have to walk very far to enter the main reception room. We found our names “Sam and Guest” and we saw to our delight that we were already pared with Edwardo and Camila at the table along with some of Sam’s other relatives. Fortunately Sam’s daughter and family had a different table a bit away from us.

Camila and I started a conversation that then included most of the other women around the table. I felt completely at ease talking on different subjects as my past (keeping to our script), the family that was around and a bit of family gossip. Sam and the other guys at the table went to pick up some drinks for us and while he was gone Camila came out and sort of indirectly asked me in a roundabout way what my relationship with Sam was. I went through exactly what we had a deep friendship built on mutual support and that he was helping me for the moment while I was in town.

I stated, “Sam is a dear friend and fortunately he has helped my brother and I in the past and I really want to help him in any way I can.”

Camila then asked trying to ferret out if I had any intentions with Sam, “with you being recently divorced are you looking around for someone?”

Seeing the question for what it was I answered, “My past relationship was spoiled because he didn’t want a family. If I do start looking again, I am still young enough to have children, so I would have to be with someone who was also looking at starting a family. At the moment though, I am relishing my independence away from any man and I would like to keep it that way.”

With that the ladies seemed to nod in agreement and I got a bit of a smile from Camila. She did comment to me that she appreciated the way that I was attentive to Sam since it seems to have brought him out of his gloom that he was in. I thanked her and reassured her that I was trying to comfort him when I saw that he was down. I then added, “I play the mother duck sometimes to get him to feel better.”

One of the other ladies added, “for Sam with his big heart you really have to play the mother goose.” We all giggled at that.

The wedding went on in a customary fashion, and I didn’t drink a whole lot and made sure that I watched Sam on how much he was drinking. Just after dinner and while the dancing was just beginning, I felt the need to use the facilities. I told Sam that I needed to freshen up and took leave from the table. With women’s restrooms there is always a line and the nearest one had one. Not really feeling that I wanted to converse in small talk while in line I left the main reception area and down the hallway found a lady’s room that only had one other woman waiting.

Just as I was walking over a woman left the restroom and the lady waiting quickly went in. I only had to wait for a minute or two for the next occupant to leave. Entering I saw one lady at the mirror who paid me little attention as I took one of the open stalls. Upon closing the door to the stall, I saw that there was a hook on the wall right above the toilet paper where I could hang my bag while I relieved myself.

Pulling up my dress and pulling down my panties I sat and began relieving the pressure from my bladder. I was glad that I had taken time to use the catheter since I kept me fairly clean unlike when I used to just tape. As I was just wiping I heard the outer door open and Camila’s voice.

I also recognized the other voice as belonging to Sam’s daughter. Deciding not to disturb them, I paused and just stayed quite in the stall. It appeared that the other stalls were empty and they quickly took them. I thought about making a run for it but decided to stay put for the moment.

In the stall next to mine I heard Sam’s daughter voice give a bit of anguish as she said, “Dam I started early I don’t have a pad, and I am going to ruin this dress.”

Remembering that I always carried extra thin pads for my own extra taping if needed, I reached inside my bag and deftly pulled out one and slide it to her in the next stall. Pamela seeing it slide under the divider quickly picked it up and said, “Thanks”

It the lightest voice I could I replied, “Sure, anytime.”

Pamela and Camila, didn’t take long to finish their business and I decided to stay put for the moment. As they were leaving, I heard Camila say to Pamela, “Pam I checked her out she is just trying to help your dad, she has other fish to fry.”

I then heard Pamela reply, “Well anyway I am keeping a close eye on her to make sure she just isn’t a little tarty gold digger.”

Once they had left, I completed fixing myself up and checked myself at the mirror. While I was doing that another woman entered smiled and took the first open stall. I exited and waited a brief moment and came back by the other lady’s room that still had a line. As I took my seat I mentioned the fact that there was a bit of a line at the lady’s room. Camila replied that I should have tried the one further down the hall nearer the lobby as it was practically empty.

The rest of the wedding was fairly typical and I was asked to dance by all of the gentlemen at the table. One other older distinguished gentleman came from another table and asked me to join him. As I was getting up I heard Camila whisper to me, “watch it old Paul is a lecherous old bastard.”

I replied, “Thanks for the warning.”

While dancing true to Camila’s word Paul’s hand drifted to me derriere. At first it was a bit of a shock then it was almost intoxicating as I felt his hands wonder there. Remembering where I was though I pulled his hands back to my waist. We danced a couple of dances and I thanked him for the dances at which he pulled me close by grabbing my bum and trying to kiss me. I could feel his arousal as he pushed himself into me, but having my hands in front of me I was able to push off his chest, smiled and said, “really I don’t want you to get arrested for child endangerment.”

With that I could feel that he was a bit deflated as he walked me back to the table.

Camila then said, “nicely done Barb, I told you he was a lech.”

The rest of the evening went on and I was able to get Sam out on the dance floor a couple of times. Knowing that Pamela was watching I made sure that I kept respectful distance from Sam. As the bride was getting ready to throw the bouquet Camila and the other women chided me to get out there with the other available women. Either it was their chiding or the drink that I had I did go out but fortunately one of the younger more eager maidens grabbed the bouquet just before it reached me.

Seeing that same was looking a bit less than functional I took the keys from him, as we said goodnight to all. Shortly after we drove off from the reception area, I could hear Sam snore. Traffic was light and we were home in about an hour. I hated to wake Sam but I wasn’t about to try to drag his body out of the car to bed. After a few prods though he was awake enough to move to the door and I emptied the car while he unlocked and reset the alarm.

As we were both tired, we both headed for our respective rooms and went to bed.