60-TV FICTION CLASSICS #6

Chapter Thirteen

The next night I sat alone watching television. It was the first night in months with nothing to do. I watched the news and considered my options for the night. Do I spend the evening femininely working on my nails and complexion, or do I watch a football game?

Since I was all alone, I decided to paint my nails a bright red, then took a long perfumed bubble bath. The next thirty minutes were spent on my face: lipstick, foundation, mascara, and rouge. I did my hair in a sophisticated up-swing style. I slipped on a black garter belt and pulled on my black sheer nylons. Next I wiggled into a pair of skin-tight french high cut black panties; they had an inch-wide elastic waist at the top and took two inches off my waist. I adjusted the black sequined garters and slipped on a pair of black patent leather ankle strap heels. Then I surveyed the effect in the

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Leaving off my bra, I put on an off the shoulder spandex tank top, and finally a black leather skirt, knee length, with a five inch slit up the back. Then I put on a locket that dangled down into my cleavage and a pair of long dangleing pendents in my ears. I called Sally to go out shopping. I'll never forget the brothers faces, when I left that night, a full wiggle in my hips and a jiggle at my chest.

Sally was openly warm and exhuberant to my image and we went shopping for a while. She watched me intently when I coolly broused in an feminine boutique and then purchased a sexy pair of high cut lace panties as easily as if I were buying a newspaper.

We shopped for awhile longer then stopped in a restaurant for dinner. A fellow named George, came up and asked if he could join us. Sally winked at me and accepted. The conversation was light and enjoyable; all of my actions and reactions were feminine.

After dinner, I excused myself to go to the ladies room and "accidentally" dropped my lipstick. Before George could react, I bent over, at the waist, to pick it up with my back to him. This caused my already short skirt to rise and reveal my hose and garter tops. I'm sure from the grim on his face that he enjoyed the full view of my bottom. I blushed when George again smiled. At this, Sally also rose saying that she needed to go too, leaving a perplexed and smiling George behind us.

In the lady's lounge we were luckily alone as she grabbed me and crushed me to her, our breasts bulging between us. she planted a long passionate kiss on me, with the passion that had been missing the night before. She then broke and beamed a smile that warmed me from the tight curls on my head to the red nail on my toes.

"Oh Chris," she gushed, "I love you! You're so...so swish!" Again she kissed me warmly. "But above, all, I love you just the way you are!"

We broke then and I looked at my smugged lipstick. Glancing at her I saw that our lips were smudged with each other's colors. I quickly repaired mine as she did hers.

"Sally, does this mean you prefer me this way?" I gestered down my feminine appearing body.

Her smile was again warm and assuring. "My dear, I love you this way. Last night, as a man, you were missing something that I saw and loved this summer. I know you're a man where it counts. But, for me, I prefer you as you are tonight, a woman who is more self assured, confident and