Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2005 18:29:32 -0500
From: Joyce Devries <joyce_devries@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Years Eve 2004, TG Story

New Years Eve 2004, "The Beginning"

December 31st, 2004

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
MSN ID: joyce_devries@hotmail.com

Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but
certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my
diary entry of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life
adventure, our good friends (a couple, me with him as a male and my
spouse with her) that we have double dated a few times, invited us to
join them as their dates for a Gala event put on by a hotel in the
next City for over 300 people to celebrate New years Eve, and no, this
was not a TV/TG event. My spouse knows about and totally supports me
as "Joyce"; she is an incredible woman, as you will see. I am 5'2",
TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and
have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this one was another
really special, romantic adventure.

It was October 2004, and it had been a while since I had seen
Brad, who was the other half of a couple my spouse and I have been
dating for the last year or so, Sharon, has dated her part of the
couple, Brenda since our last encounter with us all together, and had
many erotic adventures with her since then. The time was right, it was
my turn as I had not seen Brad and felt his strong arms in months and
Sharon had been with Brenda a number of times.

Well, one Monday evening, I logged into my email and lone behold
was a message from Brad, it was an email that was an email with no
text, but an attachment with a graphic; I opened the graphic and had
to stare at it for a second to actually figure it out. It was a scan
of a ticket an in the middle of it was the words in bold "GALA", I
then looked around the ticket and saw that the date was for December
31st, 2004, and was the name of a hotel in Mississauga I had been to
many times, but not dressed as Joyce and knew it was a really nice
hotel. The next thing I noticed was the price, and it was a ticket for
a couple and the price was $300!!!!. I was floored and kind of knew
what it was, but the next email was the thing that told me exactly
what it was.

Here is what the email said:

My Dearest Joyce:

"It has been quite a while my dear and I miss your sweet lips taking
care of me, I have made love to Brenda many times, and I have to admit
at times, have imagined your lovely lips pleasing me over and over and
could not get you out of my mind. Anyway, I guess you have figured out
what the ticket is for, and I would be honored if you would be my date
for the evening. I know that Brenda has already asked Sharon to the
event, so now it is my turn to ask you. I will take care of
everything, all you have to do is go into your closet and find the
best gown you can, and I cannot wait to see what you have chosen.
Please let me know if you want to go".

	I of course immediately emailed him back and accepted and was
really excited. I also immediately emailed my spouse Sharon and told
her about it and she emailed back a day or two later:

	Hi Sweetie:

"So you got asked to the Gala too did you? (hehehe), I knew it was
coming; Brenda and I have been talking about this for weeks. She
wanted to know what we were doing for New Years and when I said
nothing, she suggested this and thought it would be fun. So, first
week of December, let's get together and we can model for each other
and we can choose our dresses for the evening then".

	I was immediately excited and started thinking about the outfits
I had and what would work, and started to wonder what kind of event
this was. I looked on the internet and found the hotel's web site and
was floored at what I found, the "Gala", was a "black tie" event,
starting with an elaborate dinner, starting at 5pm, going to 7pm, and
then a live band till 3am, a dress code was in effect and there was
complimentary party favors and champagne at midnight.

	Before Sharon and I got together to model for each other I
scoured my closet and came up with about 6 dresses that I thought
would be appropriate, and I came up with:

?	A short lace over satin beaded dress (the "little black dress")
?	A royal blue Bridesmaid dress, floor length, lace over the
bodice, with a sexy thigh high slit.
?	Another short dress, this one velvet, off the shoulder, with
satin around the bodice.
?	Two velvet dresses, both floor length and thigh high front slits
and off the shoulder, one burgundy and the other forest green.
?	A custom had dress that oozes sexy, with a huge wide-open back
and a thigh high slit.

So the night came for Sharon and I to model our dresses for each
other, the plan was to meet one evening, after the house was quiet. I
retired to my room and started getting ready. I stripped out of my
clothes and started think of the dresses and decided to grab a
strapless low backed white bra and slipped it on. Next was a pair of
red satin panties and then I chose a pair of "cheapie" pantyhose,
nude, and slipped them on. It was chilly in my room and I quickly
grabbed my comfy robe and slipped it on. I then applied very little
makeup, a little eyeliner, blush and lipstick and then pulled out
heels that I was possibly going to be wearing with the dresses and
grabbed my favorite pair of 4" black patent pumps, I was looking in my
closet and came across the heels I originally got with the two of the
dresses, one pair was a royal blue dyed to match satin heels, with
only about a 1 inch heels, the other pair matched the hunter green
dress and were velvet with a about a 1 ½" heel.
I grabbed everything and met Sharon in the downstairs family room,
where she was reading her book and was waiting wearing her comfy robe.
She stood up and gave me a little hug and a kiss and said, "so here we
are again, picking dresses, do you want to go first or shall I?". I
smiled and told her that she should go first and went to the closet
and pulled out 2 dresses and told me that she had thought these would
be the only ones that fit and would be appropriate for the Gala. The
first dress she pulled out was the one that she worn the night that
Brenda took her to Stage West and that was a floor length purple
velvet dress, very elegant with an off the shoulder design and really
highlighted her ample breasts. She slipped out of her robe and was
just in bra and panties and slipped into the dress and asked me to
help zip her up. We struggled and struggled, and eventually did the
dress up, but it was clear there was no way she could wear this for an
entire evening, so she slipped out of the dress.

There was another dress she had chosen, but it was not really a
fancy dress, it was more of a work dress that she had and was planning
on making it fancy with jewelry and sheer hose, but the dress was only
knee length, and I had to remind her that it was "black tie" and this
dress was not going to be good enough. Sharon talked about going dress
shopping and finding a dress, but before we got to me, I reminded
Sharon about a dress that was a matching one that I got on Ebay, it
was floor length, burgundy and had a low back and an elaborate bodice.
This was definitely a Bridesmaid dress, one that had actually been
worn in a Wedding. She pulled it out and looked at it and then decided
to slip it on, it fit her perfectly and it did look like a Bridesmaid
dress, and I asked her what Brenda was going to be wearing and she
said she did not know, and was not going to know until she saw her
that evening. I convinced her that the dress was perfect and that I
would help accessorize the dress and that I thought I had matching low
satin heels in her size for the dress.

She kept on the burgundy dress and poured another tea and came back
and joined me and I asked her what dress she wanted to see me in and
she told me, "start with your least favorite and go from there". Well
I really did not have a "least favorite", but if I was to pick one it
was going to be the "little black dress" as I had already worn it once
out in public and even though it really highlights my figure and looks
great, was a little short, but certainly was elegant. I went to my
room and slipped off the robe and then put on the dress and slipped on
my 4" black patent heels and went in and modeled for Sharon, she
immediately smiled and noted that it was the same dress that I wore to
our last trip to Stage West, I smiled back and asked what she thought
and she said, "well not quite elegant enough, but it is very figure
flattering and sexy, let's see the next dress".

The next dress was the short black velvet dress with a sexy front
kick pleat and a band of fusia satin around the off the shoulder
bodice. I slipped it on and then grabbed the 4" black patent heels and
made my way to the family room and modeled it for Sharon and she
immediately commented about the fact that even though the dress was
again, sexy and really flattered my figure, it was like the other
dress and was not that elegant. I looked in the full length mirror
that I had laid out and had to agree with her, and then left and went
into my room and slipped out of the dress and then into a dress that
has been a favorite of mine for years, it was a Bridesmaid dress I got
off Ebay from a Bridesmaid who wore it in a Wedding and then I had it
modified to have a very thigh high slit in the front put in, and it
turned from a romantic dress to a very elegant and sexy dress. It is
off the shoulder and a gorgeous colour of midnight blue, it is adorned
with a wide lace collar around the bodice. I slipped it on and then my
4" black patent heels. I then went into the family room and had Sharon
help zip me up, before I could even turn around Sharon began to tell
me how sexy and at the same time how elegant the dress looked. We
started discussing accessories and I told her that I did have a dyed
blue satin purse and matching heels to go with the dress and she asked
me about them, but I told her that the heels were way to low and she
chuckled and told me I might want to reconsider it and when I asked
her why, she giggled again and told me that she would explain later as
she came and unzipped my dress and told me to get into another dress
if I had it. I smiled back and told her I had a few more and she just
rolled her eyes.

I started wondering and then went back into my room and slipped out
of my dress. I slipped into the red velvet dress and then the 4" black
patent heels and looked at myself in the mirror and thought it looked
amazing and stared for a bit and thought what I might look like with
my makeup and such done, and with the right jewelry and such, I then
snapped back to reality and realized Sharon was waiting for me. I went
to the family room and Sharon helped to zip me up and told me again
how the dress was sexy and elegant all at the same time and made the
comment, "have we not seen this before", I smiled back and told her
she had not, but I did have a similar dress that she wore to Stage
West in my closet. She laughed a little and told me that she
remembered. Again I modeled it for her and we chatted about
accessories and then she mentioned the heels and told me I might want
to reconsider. Again I asked her why and she giggled a little and told
me, "after we have picked your dress I will explain". I turned around
and she unzipped me and I went back into my room and slipped off the
red velvet dress and then into the green velvet dress that was almost
an identical match, including the huge front slit.

I did as much of the dress up as I could and then went into the
family room and Sharon smiled as she walked towards me and then I
turned around and she did me up. I modeled the dress and walked around
and she was smiling and commented that my slit was so high I was going
to have to watch I was not going to expose my panties, as well, I
would have to change the style of pantyhose I was wearing as again,
the tops were exposed. I modeled it around for a bit and then Sharon
rolled her eyes and said, "so how many more?", I told her only one and
she sighed and said, "thank heavens, I have to work in the morning". I
turned my back to her and she unzipped me and then I went to my room,
slipped out of the green velvet dress and pulled out the dress that
was my favorite.

I had this dress custom made from my seamstress, I got the pattern
off Ebay, and then went and picked out the material, the dress was
simple, yet elegant, it featured an A-line style, at first the front
was not very revealing in the front, but the back was wide open,
almost to the top of my panties. On the last fitting of the dress at
my seamstress, I had my seamstress put the largest possible slit in
the front of the dress that she could, this definitely was to almost
the tops of my panties. My seamstress had originally had the straps on
the back that criss-crossed the back done up with buttons, I talked
her out of it having the same straps, but no buttons, and now the
dress was a pullover style, difficult to get on and off when you are
wearing makeup!.

I slipped on the dress and then into the 4" black patent heels,
knowing full well that my white strapless bra, even as low as it was,
would be fully visible. I did not need Sharon to do up the dress, and
then went to the family room, and Sharon gave me a "whistle" as I
entered the room, and then showered me with compliments. This was her
first time seeing the dress and told me that it was "amazing", and
loved the chiffon train that adorned the back of the dress. She
immediately commented that the dress was more than elegant and perfect
for the New Years Gala. I walked around and she enjoyed seeing me in
the dress as much as I enjoyed wearing it!, she came up and hugged me
and gave me a little kiss and told me that I looked amazing and that
Brad would love me in this dress. As for heels, I told her that I was
not sure of what was going to wear, as the matching pumps were only
with a 1" heel, she then motioned for me to sit next to her and then
started telling me a few more things about the event.

She started with, "you have read the invitation right?, after
dinner it is dancing until 3am, and I am sure you do not want to be
dancing all night long with Brad in 4" heels". I laughed it off and
told her I would be fine in 4" heels all night long, even with
dancing, she looked right at me and grabbed my hands tight and said,
"look, CFM heels are great for the bedroom and formal dates, but not
an evening like we are planning, I suggest you change your mind". I
was a little taken back at her seriousness but stared back at her and
told her that I would think about it, but 4" heels were fine by me.
She never took her eyes off me and said, "look, you know what CFM
means, right?", I stared blankly at her and said, "no". She said, they
are called "come f**k me heels", I stared back at her and told her I
had no clue what she was talking about, but had an idea what she was
leaning towards.

She then told me that 4" heels were fine for just dating Brad, but
dancing with him all night long was another story. I lowered my head
and told her I was not sure what to do, but she patted my hand and
told me that she would take care of me. She then started going on
about the dress and what I was going to do to accessorize it. I had
not thought that far ahead, but she and I started talking about
sparkly jewelry and my charm bracelet and such, and I started getting
excited. She then asked me to go and get the satin gloves I mentioned
to see how they would look, so I went back to my room and grabbed
them. As I slipped them on, I could see that the look was not only
elegant, but was perfect and thought about what I would look like with
my makeup done to perfection and the jewelry on. I went back into the
family room and Sharon showered me with compliments and even paused
and said, "do you have a pair of burgundy satin gloves for me?", I
giggled and told her that I did not and it was a little late to be
looking for her. She had me stand and walk around and then told me to
get the heels I talked about, the 1" dyed blue satin heels and the
dyed blue satin purse and model it for her. I went back into my room
and slipped out of my favorite black patent 4" heels and then into the
1" heels and then grabbed the purse and headed back into the family
room. Sharon was waiting for me and came and gave me a kiss and told
me the look was "perfect", I modeled around and then took a look in
the floor length mirror and thought that it was perfect, but I was not
happy with the heels as they were so not "me". I told Sharon and she
said, "Joyce, with those heels you will be able to dance all evening
long and you will be so comfortable". I smiled and agreed with her,
but deep down I knew that I did not like the heels. Sharon and I
kissed and she gave me a big hug and we agreed that the dresses that
she I would be wearing for the Gala were set and that she would tell
Brenda all about them so that they could be appropriately attired as
well.

As I sat in the dress, heels and gloves Sharon told me that other
plans had been made, and they were that Brad and Brenda had gone and
booked rooms at the hotel for the evening, that way there was no need
to worry about who was driving after drinking and such. At first I was
speechless and then said, "so Brad and I have a room and you and
Brenda do as well?", Sharon smiled and said, "of course silly we
cannot all sleep in the same bed, besides you will need some privacy
to take care of Brad and me as well to take care of Brenda". I was not
that surprised, but excited all at the same time. She also told me
that I needed to take the day off from work as she had already booked
her, Brenda and myself to the salon for a 3pm appointment for hair and
makeup. I was thrilled and started thinking about the evening, almost
forgetting the fact the Christmas was in between then and now!.

The week leading up to New Years Eve was extremely exciting for me,
yes, the thrill of Christmas and the whole family thing came and went,
but all of the thoughts of New years Eve and what it meant was in my
thoughts constantly. I tried my dress and all of the jewelry and
accessories on about 5 times, I made sure I knew how to put on my
convertible bra and how the special snaps my seamstress had put in the
shoulders of the dress worked. The challenging part was the heels, I
tried on the 4" black patent pumps and then the 1" dyed satin pumps
and then could hear Sharon's words echoing in my head. I was torn and
then remembered that I did have a pair of 3 ¼ pair of kid blue heels,
which was a compromised and I tried them on and they looked perfect, I
decided right then and there that they would be my choice and I was
going to stick with the dyed satin purse for the ensemble. Final thing
I decided on what the jewelry for the evening, and this was probably
the largest part of the decision making process. I wanted to
"sparkle", but I always had planned pearls, however, since Sharon did
not have a large jewelry collection, she was going to be relying on my
collection, and only one set of pearls was available, pearls was the
only thing that worked for Sharon's dress. So I decided on large blue
sparkle earrings they were perfect for the dress and semi elaborate
necklace, all sparkly. Anklet was going to be sparkly and my sparkly
watch and bracelet was going to be adorning my satin glove covered
wrists.

Sharon left out a suitcase for me in my room to pack for the
evening, with a note reminding me that I would have to choose
something to wear for the night and the next day for the trip home.
The night was going to be easy as Brad a huge fetish for satin, the
only choice was a brand new, custom made peignoir set that I had
custom made, it is black, all satin, with a gown and a robe adorned
with lace, I loved it and knew Brad would as well. The outfit for the
trip home was another story, do I go short and sexy?, or something
more practical?, as it was going to be a Saturday morning. With most
of my wardrobe being on the dressier side and more business type of
wear, I hummed and hawed and decided that I would go for sexy, yet
comfy and decided on a short little back jean miniskirt and a comfy
white cable knit turtleneck, I planned on wearing the same pantyhose
from the night before and decided to dress it "down" with a pair of
lower 2" black pumps. I packed the suitcase with extra makeup, heels
for the trip home, of course extra pantyhose and a few other surprises
I had planned.

The chatter between Sharon, myself and Brenda continued all week
long via email, and the final arrangements were made, Brad would drop
off Brenda on the Friday at our house, and then after our salon
appointment, Brad would come and pick us up, we would drive to the
hotel together. On the next day, Brad would drive me home and Sharon
and Brenda would take a cab back to our house, and then Sharon would
drive her home. The excitement of the whole evening was killing me and
I could barely sleep the night before New Years Eve, Sharon actually
left me out some lingerie the night before and I spent it on my room,
and when I got up, I immediately started packing my suitcase, adding
all of the clothes, heels, makeup and jewelry I would need for the
evening. I lost track of time and then heard Sharon call down to me,
"Joyce, salon appointment is in an hour and a half, are you getting
ready?".

I was floored, not only was I not ready, but I had not even thought
I was going to be wearing!. I quickly jumped into the shower and made
myself "baby clean" and then started thinking of what I was going to
be wearing to the salon, and only knew it had to be a button up shirt.
I got out of the shower and dried off and slipped on my comfy long
terri cloth robe and started thumbing through my wardrobe and the
first thing I saw was a black lace blouse that I had sitting next to a
pair of black leather pants. I thought for a second and pulled them
out and put them down and then decided it was going to be what I was
going to wear. I then pulled out the lingerie I was going to be
wearing under it and it was an all lace black bra and a silky and lacy
black camisole, and to go with the all black theme a pair of black
lace and satin panties, these were the ones I was eventually going to
be wearing under my dress. I slipped on the panties and then the bra
and then went to my top drawer and pulled out a "day sheer pair of
nude pantyhose and slipped them on. I put my robe back and headed to
the washroom, to put on just a touch of makeup for the trip to the
salon. I applied a light quick application of eyeliner and then light
blush and then finally, my light pinkish red lipstick. I went back to
my room and before I started dressing, slipped off the robe and
spritzed myself with a tiny bit of "Charlie" perfume, which of course
was Brenda's, but I knew I was going to be wearing it heavily later in
the day to tease Brad even more.

I put on the silky and sexy black camisole, then the sexy black
lace blouse and grabbed the pants and slipped them on and then
realized that I had a huge problem, I had not worn the pants for a
couple of years and the button on the pants would not do up!!!!. I
panicked a bit at first and then remembered a trick Sharon taught me a
couple of years ago and grabbed a strong safety pin and the inch or so
that would not do up, I closed the gap and then realized I would need
a wide belt to cover the pin and such and found a wide red belt and
grabbed it and slipped it on and then looked in the mirror and thought
that the look was nice and the contrast on red and black was nice. I
loved the feeling of the satin lining of the leather pants as I walked
around and decided to go with red heels to match the red belt to
compliment the look. I immediately grabbed for the one of two pair of
red patent heels I had in my closet and that was a 4" pair, I slipped
them on and then looked at myself and decided the 4" heels were a
little "too much", and decided on a pair of 2" red patent heels for
the trip to the salon and slipped them on, the looks was perfect, the
sexiness of the leather and the delicate satin and lace, made quite
the contrast.

I then grabbed my regular purse for the trip to the salon and made
sure it was also packed for the trip home from the hotel. I then
realized that we probably would be getting changed together and called
up to Sharon and asked, and she called back, yes, bring everything up
here, we are all getting changed together and that got me excited
seeing Brenda and Sharon getting ready with me helping!. I then
scrambled and then got all of my jewelry together, my heels and then
my dress, purse and headed upstairs to join Sharon. I walked into the
living room and she was reading and the looked up from her book and
rolled her eyes at me as she sat in a comfy pink button up blouse and
track pants and sneakers and said, "geez Joyce, it is the freaking
salon, not the clubs!", all the while smiling. I just smiled back and
she laughed a little and told me to hang my dress up in the bedroom
next to hers and then to get my suitcase up from my room and near the
door for when Brad when was going to come and pick us up. I went
downstairs and grabbed the suitcase and as I got to the top of the
stairs, I heard the front door open and Brenda was just walking in.

She handed Sharon her dress in a garment bag to hang up and gave
her a bag with her shoes and accessories as well and as Sharon headed
to the bedroom Brenda came and gave me a little hug and a kiss and
told me I looked "cute". Brenda was dressed down too with jeans and a
red silk flowered blouse, she had her hair in a ponytail and wore a
hint of makeup and running shoes. As Sharon came in the room, she
walked up to her and hugged her and gave her more of a long and
lingering "hello kiss". As they broke, Sharon smiled over at me and
said, "let me get my purse and we are set to go ladies". As I walked
towards the closet I grabbed my purse off the couch, Brenda came up
and whispered, I am so hot for Sharon tonight and I know that Brad
cannot stop talking about your evening, I looked back and smiled at
her and grabbed my short bomber style pink and purple coat and slipped
it on and the three of us left the house and into Sharon's car, the
weather was cool, but was not freezing and there was a little snow on
the ground, but not on the sidewalk leading up to the car. I slipped
in the back seat, while Brenda sat up front with Sharon.

The ride to the mall that salon was in was only a couple of
minutes and Brenda took the opportunity to tease me and say, "so
Joyce, this is better than walking to the salon is it not?", taking a
jab at the fact that on more than one occasion, she picked up Sharon
to take her out on a date, leaving me to have to walk to the salon to
get ready for a date of my own. I smiled back and told her it was much
better and Sharon and Brenda giggled together. We got to the mall and
all got out of the car and walked into the mall, I was smiling in my
head, as I was the only one with heels clicking as we were walking. I
felt really comfortable walking along side of Brenda and Sharon and
even took the lead walking into the Salon, and the girl that worked at
the front desk remembered me by name and said hello, and said, "so
this must be Brenda and Sharon", I smiled and said yes, and she said,
"things are ready for you ladies, right this way". The girl that
always does my hair and makeup came and said hello to me while two
other girls introduced themselves to Sharon and Brenda and we were all
lead to separate chairs and asked to sit down.

I lost track of Brenda and Sharon and concentrated on the rather
attractive girl in a black cotton miniskirt, with black opaque hose on
and low heels and a gold silk blouse and very well done makeup. She
commented on how she loved my blouse and were I got it and also
commented on the camisole and how it complimented the look. As she put
a large bib on me to cover my blouse and pants she started asking a
flurry of questions, starting with what the New Years event was and
what I was looking for and already knew the drill and said, "defined
cheeks and lips and more of a dramatic look, and nails to active
length and matching the lipstick". I heard the same questions being
asked to Brenda and Sharon and then knew I forgot something when they
both said they brought their lipstick and nail polish, and when I was
asked, I faked it and said, "I want to try something new for colour".
I never looked over but heard Sharon say out loud, "remember Joyce,
colour stay", and we all laughed a little and one of the Salon said,
"hot dates tonight ladies, as you all are in 'colour stay'?", Brenda
said in a very sexy voice, "oh yea".

My stylist already knew I wore a wig (as a result of "breast cancer
surgery", or so she was told a few trips ago), so she started asking
me questions about how I wanted it and such, and then I heard Sharon
speak up and say, oh yea, I almost forgot and looked over as she
produced a bag which I never remember her carrying and pulled out
three tiara's!. She handed my tiara that was one I owned and the
brought and gave it to my stylist and she gushed a little and said,
"oh WOW!, you will have to tell me all about your dress and for your
makeup I have a few ideas now!". It was then a flurry of questions and
absolute "girl heaven" as the chatter of the stylists and Brenda
Sharon and I was a blur. I do remember Brenda and Sharon having their
hair washed and blow dried while my stylist took her time and looked
over and over on how to place my tiara and make my hair look good all
the same. Now my full and curly and could not be styled up to really
elegant look, but she kept on working on it and asking me what I
preferred and I insisted on the curls framing my face and trying to
look very full, I remember Sharon saying out loud, "there she is
again, Miss 1908's", and her and Brenda giggling. We ignored them and
she kept on working and I described in detail my dress and jewelry as
she started on my makeup, she said she would surprised me on my eyes
as she worked away and kept telling me how lovely my dress sounded and
wanted a picture.

She kept on asking more details about things like what my husband
was going to be wearing and wear we were going and such, like I said I
was in heaven as I heard in the background Sharon and Brenda going
through the same routine. My stylist was down to just my lips and I
had still not seen myself in the mirror, she brought out a number of
colours that she thought would compliment my appearance and started
showing them to me and displaying them on her skin I was unsure and
then she said, ok, "tell me what your husband likes to kiss". I
blushed and really had no idea, but took a safe guess at would look
good on me and said; "he likes deep red lips on me and full". She
giggled and said they would be full and pulled out a colour and showed
it to me and I agreed it would be perfect. She put it on and then
applied the matching nail polish after fixing my nails up. We chatted
more and at this time I still could not see myself, nor could I see
Sharon or Brenda as my nails dried. After they were dried, she spun me
around in the chair to the mirror and I was floored and almost cried,
what she had done to my hair was amazing, I could never have done
anything like this, the tiara was delicately placed in my hair, the
curls, framed my face so nice (I learned later it was bobby pins).
Then my face, again I had huge cheeks and my eyes were alluring and
defined and she used eye shadow that was deep blue and had "sparkles"
in it. The lips were what really blew me away, they were so full and
the new colour was shiny and it was colour last so it was perfect for
the date application it was intended for.

She took off my bib and handed me my jacket and purse an then the
lipstick and nail polish and lead me to the front lobby of the salon,
but not before I checked out Sharon and Brenda who had already had
their hair done and were in the middle of getting their makeup done. I
really did not get a good look and as we got to the front she told me
how much I owed and it was almost $60, and told her that Sharon was
going to be paying for all of us when she was done and she smiled and
told me to enjoy the evening and invited another customer in for her
appointment. I sat down and could not help but get out my compact
mirror and look at myself. What my stylist had done, I could not
believe it. About 15 minutes later Sharon and Brenda came out and we
all looked at one another and at the same time our mouths dropped.
Both of them told me I looked so amazing and could not believe what
was done with my hair, but I looked back at theirs and could not
believe what they had done to their hair, both with upswept hair and
tiara's, Sharon's was small in relation to mine, and was more adorned
with pearls that would compliment her jewelry. Brenda's tiara was
smaller than mine but bigger than Sharon's and really looked nice. I
had to laugh we looked like freaks, made up for the ball in makeup and
hair that demanded formal attire!, in our coats and such. Sharon paid
the bill and Brenda protested, but Sharon said quietly, "for this
entire evening this is the least we can do'. She smiled and after we
headed back into the mall to our car, and I was really nervous at
first as we got TONS of stares, but Brenda and Sharon laughed and I
laughed along with them and eventually we got to the car. As we slid
in we realized we had over an hour before Brad was going to be picking
us up, and talked about the fact we would not have to hurry to get
ready for the evening, and of course the stories of what we all talked
about spilled out as we took the short drive home.

When we got home, we hung up our coats and then Sharon and went and
got us wine as we sat down on the living room couch. We chatted for a
while and they teased me about the lips comment as they both heard it.
As we sipped on our wine, Brenda and Sharon chatted about where we all
were going to dress and Sharon commented that she did not want to see
Brenda in her dress until she was all dressed and ready. Well, we all
knew that these dresses were going to need each others help to be done
up, so the decision was made that I was going to help Brenda get ready
in Sharon's bedroom and Sharon was going to get ready in the bathroom.
So once our wine was done, we all decided it was time to get ready and
Sharon ask Brenda and I to give her a minute to get things out of her
room and then into the bathroom. I smiled at Brenda as we heard Sharon
getting her things and then she said, "Ok ladies, bedroom is all
yours". I had mixed feelings as I really wanted to get all of my under
things on with Brenda so I could witness her getting all the way
dressed. At the last second I chickened out and told Brenda I had to
get something from downstairs and she knowingly smiled and said, "no
worries my dear, I will wait for you".

I quickly made my way to my bedroom and stripped out of all of my
clothes except my panties and simply threw them on the bed, of course
taking dear care of my hair and makeup. I grabbed the new pair of
ultra sheer nude sheer to toe pantyhose and then a pair of white satin
gloves and very carefully slipped on the hose being extremely careful
not to snag them as I slid them up in place. I then grabbed the back
lace convertible bra and then put it on the best I could and then
finally my hip pads to give the dress a nice shape and then quickly
grabbed my bottle "Charlie" perfume and doused my entire body in it,
from my ankles to my wrists to my earlobes, I then grabbed my pink
satin housecoat and slipped it on and then a low pair of black 2"
pumps so I would not put a run in my hose as I went back upstairs. As
I was walking out I noticed the burgundy satin purse that matched the
heels Sharon was going to be wearing and grabbed it and headed
upstairs.

I knocked on the bathroom door and told Sharon I had her purse and
she said to come in and as I entered I saw her pulling up her burgundy
lace and satin panties over a white lace garter belt and sheer nude
stockings she had put on, I saw right away that she had shaved herself
completely, she saw me staring at her nude pussy and said, "Brenda
always like us clean when we get together for fun", she smiled and
grabbed the purse and thanked me, and I could not get my eyes off her
matching bra that I had bought for her, and she stood there, then
said, "yes I know you gave it to me as a birthday gift, but tonight it
is Brenda that is going to enjoy it". She came and gave me a little
kiss and said, "don't worry, I promise to wear it for you some day".

I then left her in the bathroom and made my way to the bedroom were
I found Brenda, sitting on the side of the bed in only a black lace
and satin bra that was a pushup bra that pushed her huge breasts up
and out, and a black lace and satin garter belt, doing up the last of
a pair of ultra sheer, "nearly black", stockings. She too was
completely bald and I could not help but stare and she asked me to
hand me her panties, which I found at the side of the bed and handed
them to her, they were very sexy with black lace across the crotch and
satin all the rest, she teasingly stretched them out and then slowly
slipped them on, all the while staring at me and smiling at me. When
she had them up, she walked slowly towards me and then reached down
and slipped a finger in between the bottom of her panties and her bald
pussy and rolled her finger around. She then brought her finger up to
my nose and I could smell the musty sent of her pussy, then she wiped
my lips with it and I stuck my tongue out and licked it off. She
smiled and said, "that is your taste, but tonight Sharon gets the real
thing and a whole lot more". I also noticed that she had used Sharon's
Halston's perfume or mine and applied a healthy dose to her entire
body.

She smiled and then went and reached for her dress, and I did as
well, She was on one side of the bed and I was on the other and as I
dropped my robe she commented, "my that lingerie is so pretty, but
what a shame, pantyhose?!", I smiled at her and told her that I had no
choice, and then took my dress off the hanger. Getting this dress on
previously was easy, but with hair and makeup so perfect, I did not
want to ruin anything and very carefully slipped it over my head and
down. I managed to get it all the way down and smoothed out the dress
and then did the zipper up, I then started working on my slipping my
bra into the shoulder pad clips. I was in the process of doing that
and then I heard Brenda say, "WOW!, what a sexy dress!", I turned
around and my mouth dropped as she was just starting to zip up her
dress and I barely heard her ask to come and help her do up the rest
of her zipper.

What Brenda had chosen showed off her assets to a "T" and made her
look so glamorous and elegant, the dress was black, almost sheath
style, but the sleeves were short and made of black chiffon, the dress
from the waist up looked to be black satin with an overlay of tiny
black beads and sequins. From the waist down it was a flowing black
chiffon skirt, with a delicate lining of lace at the hem, and there
were slits on the sides to just above her knees to show some leg when
she walked. The eye-catching part of the dress was the part that
highlighted her breasts, the front of the dress had a plunging front,
however, there was a light sheer cover of chiffon to cover, and tease.
Then when she turned to have me do up her zipper, the back had a sexy
heart shape opening then did up with a button at the top and exposed
her back to just above her bra, so it was completely covered.

I finished zipping her up and she turned around and twirled a
little and smiled and said, "like?", I of course told her that she
looked gorgeous and she came back with "well for $840, I hope so!".
She then asked if I needed help and I told her that I did and handed
her a small safety pin and asked her to pin the back strap of my bra
to the inside of the dress as low as possible. She did and then asked
that I give her a look and to twirl around and came and gave me a
little hug and said smiling, "now I can see why you cannot wear
garters and stockings, I can almost see your panties as you walk". We
both made moves to put on our heels for our dresses and I kicked off
my 2" heels and slipped on the 3" navy blue heels and saw what Brenda
had chosen and they were about 2 ½" strappy black heels and really set
off the dress. I grabbed for my blue satin clutch purse and started
checking for all of the essentials and grabbed a package of tissues
and put them in, I looked over and Brenda was doing the same, her
clutch purse was black velvet and totally set the whole look off. She
grabbed a pair of short sparkly earrings out and was putting them on
and I was about to leave to get my new lipstick from my regular purse
and she asked me to hang on.

She handed me her necklace, which was a sparkly one much more
elaborate than the one I was going to be wearing and asked me to put
it on her and it went behind her and did. She reached into the bag she
had brought and produced an elbow length pair of black satin gloves,
and I realized I needed help with my jewelry and asked her to wait. I
grabbed for my long sparkly dangling earrings and put them on and then
my sparkly necklace and handed it to Brenda who commented on how nice
it looked, but I told her that hers was more elaborate, and she said,
"and so is your tiara", when she finished I asked her to wait a second
and grabbed my royal blue satin gloves, and she commented, "I see we
both have the same idea!", I slipped them on and then handed her my
sparkly necklace that matched my earrings and necklace and then my
sparkly gold watch and she put them on and then I took a step back and
she said, "now there is a girl ready for the gala!", she was starting
to put on her black satin gloves when I grabbed my clutch purse and
headed for my bedroom to get my regular purse when Sharon asked me to
help her zip up, she was just in the middle of packing her clutch
purse.

I helped her and did up her snap and zipper and she asked me how
she looked and I leaned forward and kissed her neck and she told her
that she looked stunning. I could smell that she had doused herself in
my obsession perfume and as she turned around she looked at me and
gave me a little kiss and said, "good, I hope I look good enough for
her". I told her that she looked "yummy", and that Brenda would not be
disappointed. I told her that I needed to get my purse from downstairs
and started heading towards the stairs to my room and I heard the
doorbell ring, it was Brad!.

To Be Continued...


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