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for another invitation. While we were dancing, Tana had ordered drinks and they were waiting for us at the table. Both Tana and Donna congratulated us on our so far successful venture into feminine interaction with our club friends. It was obvious that no one had "read" either of us to this point.

The evening continued with men continuously asking all four of us to dance or talk. To my surprise, no one seemed to see anything out of the ordinary with our impersonation. When was this charade going to end? Surely someone would notice something about either Victor or I and voice a challenge.

I almost wanted to stand up and yell, "I'm a man!" No one was "reading" us. I hadn't even thought about this happening. I assumed that someone would decipher our camouflage if for no other reason than simply because we were with our wives.

The evening was passing and the 'punch line' was not being told.

As the evening waned, it became obvious to all of us that nobody thought that Victor and I were anything other than two lovely debutantes...and maybe that is exactly what we were!

We danced, drank and I even saw Victor doing a little teasing. At first, I was glad, hoping that it might get him caught but then I saw him kissing his dance partner goodnight. That wouldn't be cool after the disclosure of our identities.

No one said a thing.

On the way home, we all laughed until the mascara was running down our cheeks. I had to admit, it was fun fooling everyone. I said, "Tomorrow when they all find out who the 'mystery girls' were, there are going to be some very embarrassed people."

Tana laughed and said, "Well, I guess it's a tie. No. winner."

Donna looked at Victor then at me and with an expression that bordered on mockery, said, "The rule was. . .whoever is 'read' as a man from the minute we walk into the party. Right????"

We all nodded.

Donna continued, "Did we put a time limit on this contest?"

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"No," Tana said sensing her friend's devious ways. "Then, the contest is still on," Donna announced, "The husband that is first recognized as a man is the loser. So, Tana dear, you better keep your husband inside or he better stay in dresses, or you lose." "No way... I started to say but Tana shushed me, "So Vicky, you're going to be wearing dresses for a while longer?" Victor caught his wife's cold look. His annoyance turned quickly to humiliation as he muttered, "I guess so."

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Tana belittled Donna by saying, "Okay then, as far as I'm concerned, my husband can wear dresses forever. In fact, I'm going out tomorrow and buy him everything he'll need for a year. So there!"

I just kept my mouth shut. We'd been drinking. By tomorrow, nobody would ever remember.

At home, after the party, Tana said, "Look at you, all sissified, pantied and wearing a dress. I wish you weren't so uptight, we'd have such fun. I'd teach you to dance, buy you pretty dresses and everything. . ."

"Well, I'm never doing THAT again. And that's final!" She frowned and said, "You're going to make me lose aren't you. Let me see if I can change your mind." She pushed me back on the bed. She whispered, “Besides, you turn me on this way." She took me in her arms and drew me close. I could feel my chest mash against her breasts. Her tongue invaded the barrier of my teeth. I moaned at the warmth of her touch as she kissed down my chest, first tickling then kissing my sensitive nipples. It brought a surprise gasp of pleasure from me.

She was the aggressor, yet I was the man. Since I felt funny performing dressed like this, Tana was treating and talking to me as if I was a woman. She wedged her legs between my smooth thighs and forced them apart, saying, "You were so pretty tonight, a lovely sweet girl. You had both the men and me HOT."

I was humiliated at what she was saying but my breathing was heavier and I felt turned on, but not in a “stiff” male way. No, I was relaxed, yielding, with a buttery feeling in my stomach.

While running her hand down my thigh, she whispered, "You feel wonderful, so soft and smooth." She pulled me between her legs and clasp down while her fingers circled my nipples. Tana began moving her hips and pelvis against