The tears came and they just wouldn't stop.
As I sat balling my head off, April embraced me and held me. Her naked, soft body felt so good and I felt so anxious to begin to serve her, but more importantly I wanted to thank her.
"Thank you, April, if for nothing else than helping me see myself today. Even if I can't do this, I'll remember today forever.” Despite the raging of my male instincts against my crying, tears continued to flow as if the feminine side of me was let out and had to be dealt with now let.
After a while, April turned her head to the clock on the wall. “Ohh, look at the time. They're going to wonder where we are back at the office. I bet there'll be talk, like you and I are getting back together.” She paused a second and wiped tear from her eye. “Well, I suppose in a way we are, but not at all how they think."
I also contemplated what April was insinuating and I wondered how this would change how we interacted at the office. If she was my dominant, would I even be the boss there anymore or would she truly be in charge.
I watched her lithe body rise and scurry to the bedroom to get dressed. While she dressed I got more excited over what was to come, so much so that when she came out I asked. “So over the weekend, should I do something for you? Do you have any instructions for me?"
April looked at me and laughed. “Well, I'm not sure about the weekend yet, but right now you could start by calming your little soldier down. If you don't they'll all be certain we were fucking around.” She pointed to the erection tenting my pants.
I looked down at my erection and it brought home to me how ready I was. “It should go down by then, I hope."
However it didn't turn out to be that easy as while April drove back to the office my erection only seemed to grow harder as I thought about going femme. In the end, I had to use the public men's room on the ground floor to masturbate in a stall before it would go down and this episode left little doubt in my mind as to whether or not I was ready for this.
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Chapter 3
As we parted at her jeep, April had told me she and Paulo would be away this weekend and so I was on my own. She hinted that I might want to explore my cross-dressing fantasies in a deeper way and her idea appealed to me.
After I got done relieving my erection, the idea of going to my office and sitting there pretending to work didn't sound good, so after going up I simply announced to a few key people I was going home and promptly took the elevator back down to the parking garage and my sporty, black Mazda Miata. The car was a toy, one of the few I indulged in, which my increased salary had made possible, but as I pulled out of the parking garage in a burst of exhilarating speed I wondered if even this was a way to cover my submissive desires. What if I'd given in to these desires earlier in life? Would I even recognize a submissive, feminized version of myself if I met her on the street?
Of course these were questions with no answer, at least not yet, but they were intriguing me now. I simply couldn't stop thinking about a possible new life as a woman.
Over the weekend I indulged my cross-dressing fetish. On the way home Friday I stopped at Walgreens and bought two items. I'd always wanted to feel my skin bereft of hair so it was smooth like a woman's so I bought Nair Aloe Vera hair removal cream designed to be used before showering to rid your body of unwanted hair. Also, since my cache of female clothing consisted of only three pairs of microfiber panties, I decided to spice things up by purchasing a pair of pantyhose so I could feel the nylon on my newly smoothed legs. Of course there was the to-be-expected rise in anxiety as I placed my items on the counter before the pretty, young, female cashier, but she didn't seem to even notice my purchases because she never even gave me a curious look.
After I got home, I applied the cream pre-shower and gave it the
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