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Introduced to Cross Dressing - 3
by Km451 (km.451@yandex.com)
***
Then my wife looked at me and said "Happy anniversary
darling." How did she know the effect this experience
would have on me. I was changed forever. It was such a
wonderful experience. She deserves that I come up with
something just as exciting for her, but what? (MF, MM,
cd, oral, anal)
***
Author Note: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance
to any person, or incident is strictly coincidental.
***
Part 3
Then my wife looked at me and said "Happy anniversary
darling." How did she know the effect this experience
would have on me. I was changed forever. It was such a
wonderful experience. She deserves that I come up with
something just as exciting for her, but what?
I thought and thought, but I couldn't think of anything
to equal what she did for me on our anniversary. The
days went by and I had nothing, but then, I remembered.
A couple of months ago we were talking and she told me
that she missed her friends from where we used to live.
We moved to this city, because three years ago I got a
promotion and was reassigned here and she was unable to
find a girlfriend to go out with. She had Kim as a
friend, but Kim lived almost two hours away and they
could not be spontaneous together.
Before I go much further let me tell you about my wife.
She is strikingly beautiful. She is five feet eight
inches tall. She is slender, but not skinny. She has
long legs, coal black hair that extends past her
shoulders, a light complexion, steel gray eyes and a set
of 38 "D" breasts. Every man who sees her wants her. As
if that weren't enough her personality is such that she
can melt your heart with just a word.
I was putty in her hands and I wanted to make her happy.
She needed a girlfriend and I was going to find one for
her, but where to find someone like that. I mulled it
over in my mind for a few days and finally I came up
with the idea that I could become her girlfriend. I
would have to prepare myself a lot more than I have in
the past, but I was sure I could pull it off.
I dressed up twice in the past and both times I was just
a guy in drag... a sexy guy in drag, but still I didn't
fool anyone and my wife is not going to go out with a
guy in women's clothes. Not even if it is her husband,
so I had to do something a little more involved than
just dressing up.
My wife gets her hair done by a woman who is a
transsexual. I went to her shop and laid out my idea to
her and asked her to help me become my wife's new
girlfriend. The hairdresser's name is Bobbie. Bobbie is
the exact opposite of my wife. She is short, petite has
small breasts, and she is Latin. She talks with a cute
Latin accent.
When Bobbie heard my plan she squealed, clapped her
hands really fast and told me she would she would love
to help me. She also told me it would take some work to
make me into a believable woman, so I should come back
in two days at 5:00.
Two days later I showed up at Bobbie's shop right on
time. Bobbie was finishing up with a customer. She told
me to sit down and that she would be with me shortly.
When she finished and her customer left Bobbie closed
the door, locked it and told me to follow her into the
back room. In the room she brought me there what looked
like an examination table right in the middle of the
room. She told me to take my clothes off and get up on
the table.
I thought I would be more shy about undressing in front
of Bobbie, but with my recent experiences all my shyness
went away, so I did as she asked and got up on the
table. A moment later she came over to me with a pot of
some kind and a brush. She told me she was going to
begin by removing the hair from my legs. I don't have a
lot of hair either on my legs or on my chest. Anyway she
applied a little of, what I found out later was hot wax,
on my leg. Then she pressed a cloth into the wax on my
leg.
The wax was a little warmer than I would have liked, but
it was okay. Then she took hold of the cloth and ripped
it off my leg, along with the hair under the wax. Most
guys like to feel they are pretty macho and that pain
doesn't mean much and I am no different, but when she
ripped that cloth off my leg I came off that table like
I was spring loaded.
"Ooowww!!"
"That hurts!"
Bobbie laughed at me and gave me that "you should be
ashamed" look that only Latins can give. You know the
one. She leans back, tilts her head a little forward,
shaking it from side to side, raises one eyebrow and
said "I theenk Joo are jus a beeg pussy."
What could I say? All I knew was that she wasn't ripping
any more hair off of my body, macho man, or not. I was
even beginning to wonder If I should re-think my
commitment to this idea. Before I said anything Bobbie
said "Okay, okay."
"Come weeth me to thee chower."
Head down, ego completely shattered, I followed her
without so much as a peep. At the shower she gave me a
bottle of some kind of lotion. She told me to rub it all
over the hairy places of my body. I wasn't sure exactly
what it was and it didn't smell all that pleasant. She
told me to leave it on for about five minutes, then get
into the shower and rinse it off. I did what she asked
and low-and-behold I was hairless from the neck down.
I thought that was great and there was no pain. Then I
got this brilliant idea. If it worked that good on my
body why wouldn't it work just as good on my face, so I
rubbed a generous amount on my face... Big mistake! I
must have left it a bit too long, or facial skin is just
not made for such things. When I rinsed it off and
looked in the mirror the hair was gone, but in its place
there were several chemical burn marks.
When Bobbie came into the room she got this big frown on
her face/ She grabbed my face, turned it from side to
side, clicked her tongue several times and complained
that now she would have to fix it. She was not happy and
when she was not happy I was not happy.
She then sent me home with the bottle of lotion and told
me to apply it every time the hair began to grow back.
She told me to come back in a couple of days, freshly
SHAVED, and we would work on the next step of my
transformation.
Two days later after surviving becoming hairless I was
again in good spirits when I went back to Bobbie's shop.
Today was the day that she would show me how to apply
makeup. Apparently there is an art to it. She told me
that if I did it wrong I might end up looking like a
street walker and that wouldn't do.
She sat me down and had me watch in the mirror as she
first applied a base coad and then two shades of eye
shadow, one complimenting the other. After that there
was lipstick. When she finished I looked in the mirror
and I was astonished at what a difference a little
makeup can make.
I was getting more excited, because I saw in the mirror
that I might actually be able to pull this off for my
wife. In the middle of my admiring myself she gave me a
washcloth and told me to go to the bathroom and wash the
makeup off. When I came back she sat me at a table
filled with bottles of lotions and powders in various
colors.
She showed me which she had used on me and told me to
reapply the makeup myself. Needless to say when I was
finished I looked like some kind of circus clown, so she
tole me what I had done wrong and told me to do it
again.
I spent the next three hours putting it on and washing
it off, putting it on and washing it off. Each time she
told me how to improve my look. By the end of the three
hours I became more proficient at it and I did not look
bad at all. I at least gained enough confidence at
applying makeup that I did not worry much about being
seen in public in makeup.
The next step was wardrobe. She said if I wanted to go
out as friends with my wife I should dress casual. She
told me that on Saturday she would take me out shopping.
When Saturday came she took me to a huge specialty store
across the bay that sold items for specifically for
cross dressers. I was amazed at the variety of things
they sold there. I didn't know where to start.
One of the first items we looked at were breast forms.
She said we had to build the body before we can dress
it. Many of the breast forms looked and felt very
realistic. I was immediately drawn to the big guns, the
44 D at least, but Bobbie said, I would look more
realistic if I chose a more moderate size breast form.
She suggested set of 36B glue-ons.
Then we looked at gaffs. The gaff is supposed to hide my
male bulges. We looked at several and chose one that
looked like it would do the best job. It had butt and
hip pads to give me the curves to look more feminine.
Next was a bra and panties. I picked out a matching
panty and bra set in white. I chose white, because white
goes with just about anything. I don't like much the
feel of thongs, so I bought a pair of low rise satin
panties. The bra was also satiny and soft.
The blouse I picked out was very conservative. It was a
black Diane von Furstenberg Bentley Top with side
pleating. It was very elegant looking, but not flashy.
Bobbie found a lace front wig in honey blond that was
very close to my natural hair. It wasn't very long, jus
barely shoulder length and straight.
Then I bought a pair of skin tight blue jeans. I like
tight jeans on women and with the new gaff I thought it
would look good on me too. Bobbie agreed. I was really
getting excited about my new wardrobe and what my wife
would think when she saw me. It was great fun for me to
think about that.
The shoes were the last item I purchased. It would be
very awkward for me to try to wear pumps, or special
occasion shoes, so I settled on a pair of black Lauren
wedge shoes. They had just enough height to look
stylish, but not so much as to make me seem awkward.
I tried everything on at the store that I could and
everything fit fabulously, but I couldn't put everything
on together, so I didn't really know how I would look
completely dressed in my new outfit. I had to wait until
I got back to Bobbie's shop to do that
After I finished shopping Bobbie brought me back to her
shop. There I applied my makeup and dressed in my whole
ensemble. The gaff with the panties looked great, my
butt and my hips looked delicious. The gaff is actually
panties designed for men, but they looked quite plain
and not the look I wanted, so I wore panties over it.
The gaff/panties felt really feminine, but when I put
the bra on with the breast forms I felt... I cannot
describe the feeling that came over me because of the
bra. Let me just say that if I could I would love for
Dave to see me dressed to kill like this. I felt like I
would drive him crazy looking like I did. I felt so
sexy.
At the shop Bobbie taught me some of the more abstract
mannerisms that I the woman needed to know to make the
full transition into womanhood. With the shoes she
taught me to walk, one foot almost directly in front of
the other. Walking like that accentuated the movement of
my hips.
She instructed me how to raise the tone of my voice just
enough to sound feminine, but not strained. She went
over how to stand and how to sit. She also taught me how
to glue on my breast forms and do my nails. After that I
felt I was ready to become my wife's new friend.
At home I put everything away and waited for the right
moment. A few days later, at breakfast she mentioned
that she would like to shopping for a new dress. That
was my cue. I suggested to her that we go to the mall on
Saturday and she readily agreed.
We planned to leave at ten o'clock in the morning, so at
nine I locked myself in the bathroom and proceeded to
dress and beautify myself. It was great fun, so
exciting. Up to this point my wife did not suspect
anything. That made this thing even more fun. Anyway
when my makeup was perfect and my new clothes were on I
went out to greet my wife as her new friend.
I went into the kitchen where she was sitting sipping on
a cup of coffee. She looked at me when I came in.
Suddenly a look of shock came over her face. Her jaw
dropped, her eyes got wide and she seemed frozen in that
state. Then a smile came over her face. She put her
fingers over her mouth "Wow" she said.
"What did you do?"
"You are gorgeous!"
That, of course, made me feel proud. I explained that
she had no girlfriends here, so I thought maybe I could
fill in and be her best friend and that I did all this
for her. She chuckled, came over to me, hugged me tight
and told me how much she loved me. As we were leaving
she told me that we are going to have such a fun day.
She talked, almost nonstop, all the way to the mall. We
laughed and talked about everything from fashion to men.
It made me happy that she was having so much fun. At the
mall, instead of going directly to the store for the
dress she wanted, as I the man would have done, we
walked by several stores and looked in the windows. We
talked about the various things we saw and how they
would look on us.
We walked by the Victoria's Secret store. My wife said
"let's go in here and look around." It is a log
different going into a store like Victoria's Secret as a
man, than it is as a women. The things I saw I
visualized myself wearing and thought how sexy I would
look wearing them. We went first to a shelf filled with
various styles of panties. She picked up a pair of light
blue boy short panties and told me that I would look
great in them. Together we looked and laughed.
Then we looked at the sexy sleepwear. She picked out a
beautiful satin teddy and told me to try it on. We then
went into the dressing room, each with some things to
try on. When I tried on the teddy she liked she said it
was such a turn on for her seeing me in it and told me
to buy it, because she wanted to sleep with me wearing
it. I loved it too and that was the first thing I
bought. After Victoria's Secret we wandered around the
mall for a while looking at this and that. Then we came
to the store in which was the dress she wanted to buy.
The dress she wanted was a Solid Red Belted Waist A-Line
Cocktail Dress, but we didn't go directly to that dress.
Instead we looked at several other dresses first. She
picked some she thought I would look good in and I
picked some for her. Together we tried them on and
studied ourselves in the mirror. We had such a great
time together. By the time we left that store we had
each purchased a couple of dresses and two or three
tops.
In another store she spotted plum colored silk chiffon
pleated one shoulder drape evening gown. She took it off
the rack, held it up to me and looked for a while. Then
she told me to try it on. I took it to the dressing room
and put it on. Being a one shoulder drape I had to take
off my bra to wear it. My breast forms were glued on, so
that was not a problem. When I came out my wife sucked
in her breath, put her hand over he mouth and looked at
me for a while. She told me to turn around a couple of
times.
She told me she really loved how the dress looked on me
and that she wanted us to go out for an evening with me
wearing that dress. I hadn't thought about going out for
the evening when I conjured up the plan to become my
wife's friend, but at that moment it seemed a fantastic
idea. I felt so sexy in the dress and that made me
anxious to show it off in public, so I agreed and bought
the dress.
Now I would have to buy a pair of pumps and learn how to
walk in them. We then went to a shoe store where my wife
picked out several pairs of shoes. I put them on to see
how they fit, but I didn't dare try walking around in
them. The shoes we decided upon were a pair of blue bird
silk four and a quarter inch pumps.
After that we went to one of the restaurants in the mall
for lunch. At lunch we laughed and giggled like small
girls. I noticed, to my amusement, that several guys
were checking us both out while we sat eating our lunch.
After lunch we went into the restroom to freshen up.
While we were fixing up our make up my wife asked me if
I saw those guys checking me out. I said yes and
giggled. We talked about how good looking and sexy they
were and what great asses they had. I have never had a
conversation like that. I never even thought about
having a conversation like that, but this one excited
me. I actually thought about those guys as sexual object
as we talked about them and I was really getting turned
on by it.
When we left the mall and started home my wife was in
such a happy mood. My offering to her to be her friend
was a great success. At home she told me she really
enjoyed shopping with me and she hoped there would be
many more occasions when she and her new friend can go
out together. Then she hugged me tight and kissed me
deeply. It was a strange feeling for me to be held and
kissed like that by her. I could feel her breasts
against mine and taste her lipstick mixed with my own.
It didn't feel like husband and wife, but more like two
women in a tender embrace. It was sensual. It was erotic
and it touched my soul in a way I have never before
experienced. It was not hot and passionate. It was more
like we connected heart to heart and soul to soul. I
wanted more at that time to pleasure her than to
pleasure me.
It was then she reminded me about our first time with me
as a woman and her as a man. She said she wanted to make
love like that again. She also told me about how she had
talked to Kim about our first time. She said that Kim
became excited and confessed that she always fantasized
about making love like that. She said she wanted to
watch Kim fuck me while she watched.
I remembered the reaction by Kim when I was dressed in
front of her before and a sudden rush of excitement
filled my body. I could hardly breathe I was so excited.
My wife asked if we could all go out clubbing and
dancing together. I knew then that she wanted me to buy
the evening gown for just such an occasion.
She then inquired about my single friend Jerry. She said
he was cute and had a great ass and she wondered if I
could convince him to dress up and be her date for the
evening. I immediately liked the idea and I cannot deny
her anything, so I told her I would talk to Jerry.
Let me tell you about Jerry. Jerry is very outgoing and
really fun to have at a party. He is shorter and a
little more slightly built than I am. He also looks a
little effeminate. People often mistake him as being
gay. He has dark hair and is lightly tanned. If he
agreed I knew that he could become a beautiful woman. We
have been close friends since childhood and I knew I
could trust him, no matter what he thought of my wife's
request.
The next day I called Jerry and we went out for coffee.
We chatted casually for a bit then I told him about some
of the things my wife and I have been doing and about my
dressing as a woman and going out with her. I explained
to him how exciting and what a turn on it was to go out
as a woman. I didn't tell him about being fucked by my
wife. If it happened I wanted it to be by being seduced
by my wife.
Jerry didn't seem too shocked. He was quiet and he
thought about it for a while and finally he agreed. He
told me he would need some guidance to make the
transition, but it sounded like it might be fun. I told
my wife that Jerry had agreed and was excited at the
thought of going out dressed as a woman. That made my
wife really happy and she immediately called Kim. They
talked a long time on the phone making plans for our
evening out.
The next day I brought him to the same store Bobbie had
taken me. We bought pretty much the same things that I
had purchased there, with the exception of the blouse
and jeans. Instead of white panties and bra he bought
blue bikini panties and matching bra. He bought a black,
wavy shoulder length Jon Renau wig.
We then went to the store where I had purchased my
evening gown. We found a royal blue Sheath V-neck Floor-
length Chiffon Evening Dress. It was the right length
for him and looked like it should fit him. We obviously
couldn't try it on, so we took a chance and bought it.
Then, at the shoe store, we bought a pair of black
Adalyn Wedge Sandals. They looked very elegant and would
not be difficult for him to walk in them.
At his apartment he tried on all his clothes and makeup.
The evening gown fit him perfectly. He was so beautiful
that it made me hard looking at him. I knew my wife
would be thrilled with Jerry's ravishing appearance.
Then I taught him everything I knew about makeup, breast
forms, sitting and walking. He learned quickly and in no
time he moved and acted like the beautiful woman he was.
Saturday was the day of our evening out. A couple of
hours before it was time to go out I went to Jerry's
apartment. Together we did our makeup, put on our
clothes and made sure we looked perfect for our dates.
At about seven o'clock there was a knock at Jerry's
door. When he opened it there stood my wife and Kim
dressed as men.
My wife was wearing black dress pants, a pale blue shirt
with a purple tie, and dark blue blazer. Her hair,
albeit a little long was brushed back. She had sideburns
and a small mustache, both matching her natural hair
color. Kim was wearing tan slacks, a white shirt with a
blue striped tie and a black blazer. Her hair is shorter
than my wife's and brushed nicely into a men's
hairstyle. She also had sideburns, but no mustache.
Kim had not seen me dressed this good before and she was
speechless. She told me I was beautiful and she was
really excited about our date. I introduced Kim to
Jerry. Then my wife took Jerry by the hand, told him how
beautiful he was and asked him if he was ready to go
out. Jerry was so excited that he could hardly speak,
but managed to say he was ready, so we left. For the
evening I was to be Joanie and Jerry was to be Angie.
My wife drove, so Angie sat in front with her. Kim and I
sat in the back. Kim took my hand in both of hers as we
drove to the club. We made small talk and were totally
focused on each other. My wife and Angie also talked
about things a man and a woman would talk about on a
first date.
At the club the lights were low and the music loud. My
wife found a table in the back, so we sat down and
ordered drinks. The club was crowded with people, some
dancing, some standing around and some, like us sitting
at tables talking.
There was a great band playing a rather fast paced
piece. My wife got up and asked Angie to dance. He got
up and walked with her to the dance floor. Angie was
actually doing pretty good, seeing as how this was his
first time dressed up. Kim and I sat at the table
talking and watching my wife and Angie dance.
After a couple more fast paced songs the band played a
slow song. My wife and Angie were still on the dance
floor. My wife took Angie in here arms, held her close
and started swaying with the music. Kim took my hand and
asked me to dance with her and we went out to the dance
floor hand in hand. She put both her hands around my
waist and pulled me close. I put my arms around her
neck.
I was intoxicated the music and the closeness of Kim and
the cologne she was wearing. It was very masculine. It
was clear to me that she was in control and I melted
into her as if it were the most natural thing to do. I
dreamily gazed at her. She pressed her lips to mine and
kissed me deeply. She reached down with one hand put it
on my ass and pulled me even closer. When she pulled me
close I could feel what seemed like an erection pressing
against me.
I looked at her with a surprised look on my face. She
just smiled and kissed me again. I looked at my wife and
Angie. They had all but stopped moving on the floor.
They were engaged in a deep passionate kiss. His hand
was rubbing the front of My wife's pants. She was
caressing his ass and they were oblivious to everything
else around them.
I looked back at Kim. There was pure lust in her eyes as
she gazed back at me. I put my hand behind her head and
pulled her to my lips. I tickled her lips with my
tongue. She opened her mouth and let me in. I explored
her mouth with my tongue. Her tongue met mine with equal
passion. She began to caress my ass and then with one
hand she reached up and touched my breast.
I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. I had to
have Kim. I yearned to feel her cock in my mouth and I
couldn't wait to feel her push her cock into my waiting
pussy take me with all the passion that we felt at that
moment.
I was so turned on that I could hardly breathe. I walked
over to where my wife and Angie were still locked in a
passionate embrace. I tapped her on the shoulder and
told her I couldn't wait any longer and that we had to
go. She broke the embrace, took Angie by the hand and
the four of us left the club and headed to my house. The
entire way home Kim and I kissed and fondled each other.
I touched her thigh and gently stroked a massive cock. I
told Kim that I wanted her in my mouth and in my ass. I
told her I wanted her to fuck me like the slut I am and
that I wanted to look into her eyes when she did. She
just moaned and kissed me all the more passionately.
Meanwhile Angie was stroking my wife's cock and she was
caressing Angie's leg. I knew she was in a hurry to get
home, because she was driving much faster than she
normally does. When we arrived we almost ran up to the
front door; so great was the passion we were feeling.
Once inside I almost tore Kim's pants off. I needed her
cock and I couldn't wait any longer. I got on my knees
and rubbed my face on her manhood before I removed her
pants.
It felt wonderful. Then I reached in her boxer shorts
and felt her cock with my hand. It was hard and warm.
Almost in a panic I pulled it out, stroked it a couple
of times and put it to my lips. I was in heaven again. I
let it slip past my lips and savored every inch as it
slid into my mouth. Kim put her hands on my head and
fucked my mouth in long slow strokes.
After about five minutes she pulled out of my mouth and
announced to me that she was going to fuck give me the
best fuck I have ever had. I was ready. I needed her
inside me almost as much as I needed breath. She put a
few couch cushions on the floor and told me to lay down
on them. I was on the floor before she finished telling
me to move. She moved between my legs, laid on top of me
and began kissing me with great passion.
Our tongues made love to each other for what seemed like
hours. Then she started kissing her way down my body.
First she teased my breasts and then my she liked her
way to my navel. I was so aroused I thought my heart
would burst in my chest. She ran her finger down my
panties, across my dick to my pussy. She spread my legs
and began to lick my pussy through my panties. I was
going out of my mind with desire.
Finally she took off my panties and began to tongue my
pussy. I couldn't take any more and pleaded with her to
put it inside me and fuck me hard. She had some
lubricant close by. She opened it and rubbed some on my
pussy and some on her cock.
After that she moved up my body and positioned her cock
against my pussy. She looked me in the eyes as she
pushed against me until her cock entered me. She stopped
for a few seconds, still looking into my eyes then
pushed all the way in. I sucked in my breath when I felt
her all the way inside me and she smiled.
Then she pulled nearly all the way out and pushed back
in. She did it again and again. She developed a rhythm
and started going faster and faster, harder and harder.
It was wonderful. She used me for her pleasure and
called me a slut as she did so. She was fucking me so
hard that my body jerked every time she thrust into me.
I put my legs around her ass to pull her deeper into me
as she fucked me. She fucked me at a fever pitch until
she had one of the strongest orgasms I have ever seen in
a woman.
She screamed and threw her head back as she climaxed.
Seeing her climax brought me over the edge and I came
also. It was one of the deepest, most satisfying orgasms
I ever experienced. That was by far the best sexual
experiences of my life. I wanted it to last forever, but
all too soon it was over. As I came down from my sexual
high I began to become aware of my surroundings.
My wife was in the same room fucking Angie with all the
energy that Kim had fucking me. She had a look of
intense pleasure in her eyes as she thrust into Angie
over and over again. I have seldom seen something so
beautiful as she was at that moment. Angie was moaning
her pleasure also.
She screamed, "I am cumming!" and she ejaculated all
over her stomach. When he shot his load my wife reached
down, collected some of his cum on her fingertips and
brought it to her mouth to taste him. It was such an
erotic thing to watch her tasting my friend's cum.
I moved next to them and whispered in her ear that I
wanted to taste him too. She looked at me with a glazed
look in her eyes, reached down, gathered more of Angie's
cum and brought it to my mouth and I licked her fingers
clean. She more cum, put it in her mouth, then leaned
over and kissed me deeply swishing his cum around my
mouth with her tongue. Then she began her own grunt and
moan louder.
She screamed, and started fucking Angie with greater
force. Her whole body trembled and shook violently while
she was in the throes of her own orgasm. After her
orgasm subsided she collapsed on top of him out of
breath. When it was over she looked at me and smiled the
most beautiful smile I have ever seen on her face and
closed her eyes.
It was too far to go for Kim to drive home that night,
so she stayed in the guest bedroom. After I cleaned up I
put my satin teddy on and crawled into bed with Kim.
Angie did the same and climbed into bed with my wife. I
loved the feel of Kim's warm body, which had given me so
much pleasure, laying in the bed next to mine. Needless
to say I rested in the sleep of the angels. I was
completely satisfied, as a woman should be after
pleasuring her man.
In the morning Kim and I fucked each other again, kissed
passionately and then she said she loved our time
together this weekend and would like to do it again
soon. Then she left for home. I could hear my wife in
the bedroom fucking Angie again. They were very loud and
passionate.
When they were done Jerry told me this weekend was the
wildest weekend ever. He said if I needed someone to go
out like this again he is my man... or woman. Then he
drove himself home. My wife hugged me and told me that
was the most exciting thing she had ever experienced and
with that our lives had changed.
We look forward for the next night out.
Later that day we sat at the table talking about the
events of the past evening and then the phone rang. It
was Dave on the phone. He told me he was going to a
party next week and wanted me to go with him and that he
wanted me to dress sexy for him. How lucky am I!
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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