Date: Mon, 22 Oct 2001 19:36:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Laura Ellis <girly_girl_laura_69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Halloween at Work Part II (TG Fiction)

Halloween at Work: Part II
The saga continues 
By Laura Ellis

This is a continuation of Halloween at Work, which, by the way, was my
first published work, and very vanilla compared to my later offerings.  So
if you haven't read it yet, take a few minutes and take a look at it first.
It is a quick read and will help you understand this better.  Again, please
remember that this work is mine, and do not re-post without my permission.
You can email me at girly_girl_laura_69@yahoo.com with any suggestions,
thoughts, or secret little fantasies this story might bring up.  So enough
chatter, on with the story.

Part II:

	I got a sudden uneasy feeling when I hurt Stacey ask me about doing
her a favor.  Sentences that start out that way never seem to end up good.
So I braced myself for the worst.  She took me in the office so we could
speak privately.  What she asked, for some, may have been bad, but for me I
secretly loved it.

"Carla isn't going to be back for a few days, possibly a week.  This kind
of causes a problem for us.  You know that meeting of the mall managers
Saturday, well she was supposed to go with me, and we are booked as 2
women.  Seeing as how the housing is set, and everything, I can't change
that now.  But the main problem is, the only person I could spare to go
with me would be you.  I need to ask you a question, Jeff.  I saw you here
yesterday, and saw how comfortable you were in the role of a woman.  You
can feel safe telling me the truth since I have known you for a long time.
Is that the first time you have dressed as a woman?" 
	
Needless to say, I was a little shocked.  I tried to think about how to
answer her without revealing my secret.  But after a few minutes of
stalling, something in my brain told me to just let it all out finally.
So, for the next half hour, I related the story of my life to Stacey.  I
told her of how my sister used to dress me up when we were little.  Of
sneaking into her room when she was away to try on her things.  I told her
all about the secret wardrobe I had accumulated over the years.  All about
the purges, the purchases, and everything else.  I also told her how much I
really enjoyed dressing like I did yesterday, and feeling accepted for
being someone I liked being, with no consequences either way, even making
the comment that I happened to be wearing a pair of the panties she bought
for me right now, which gave way to a little grin from Stacey.

Well, after all that Stacey said that if I was willing, she would love it
if I would go with her to the meeting.  It would be our secret for now, but
if I wanted others to know, that was up to me.  We decided to hold off on
that.  "Well Jeff, or should I say Laura, I need to get used to that.  For
being so honest with me, and doing me this favor, I think I owe you.
Tonight, when we close, you and I will stay after and get you a wardrobe
suitable for an entire weekend entirely as a girl.  And just to say thanks,
it is all on me.  My daddy pays the credit card bill anyway, and he has
decided that any purchase made at this store he won't even look at, so that
is no problem."  After telling her how thankful I was, but avoiding
groveling and kissing her feet, I went back to go to work.  Needless to say
I was rather distracted.

Once closing time rolled around, it was time to go have our fun.  Stacey
had already let everyone go home, so it was just she and I.  It was a
little strange being there knowing what we were there for, but I was quite
excited.  I had been making mental notes all day of things I wanted to try
on.

"You ready to get started hot stuff?" Stacey said with a grin and a
wink. All I could do was nod my head yes, and try not to faint.  After all,
this is every TV's dream.  Being alone, in a woman's clothing store, with a
beautiful woman acting as your personal shopper, and anything you want is
free.

"Well, if I am to see you dressed as a girl all weekend, we may as well
start now.  So there missy, strip to those panties."  She said it with
force, but in a way that I could tell she was trying to put me at ease, and
it was working.  I slowly removed my shirt, and pants to reveal the cute
purple bikini style panties she had bought for me.  "She grinned when she
saw them.  "Those are very cute on you, but they don't do much to hide
your, um, womanhood."  I looked down to see I was more aroused by this than
I ever knew possible.  "You really should take care of that before we get
started.  Go in the bathroom and do your business.  Let me know if you need
any help." Again with a wink and a grin.

Well, after what seemed like about 3 seconds I was cleaning myself up.  I
tucked my now tired self back between my legs, pulled up my panties, and
walked back out to meet Stacey.  She had already gatherer a bunch of stuff
up and had a dressing room full and waiting.

"Feel better now?" she asked.  She looked down to see that I had tucked
myself back.  "Looks good, is it still there?" she said, as she reached out
and patted my new little mound.  This kind of took me by surprise, but I
was definitely not complaining.  I had always had a bit of a crush on
Stacey, and I think she did a little on me too, but neither of us ever
acted upon it.  "Yeah, it's still there, just put away for now.  Maybe we
will have to let "her" out later." I said with a wink.  I figured two could
play at that little sexual innuendo game.  Besides, she started it.  Stacey
just smiled, "Perhaps we will missy, but you better behave now.  Don't make
me get all bossy on you."  I just looked at her straight faced and said,
"Maybe I like it that way."  Again, she grinned.  Our little verbal joust
went on for a few more minutes before we started back to the task at hand.

In the next 2 hours I think I officially tried on 1 of every item in the
store.  I tried on business attire, seeing as how the meeting was a formal
business affair.  I tried on skirt suits, and pants suits, and blouses and
skirts, and dresses as well.  We settled on 2 different suits.  One was a
black stretch material.  It had a short skirt, with a jacket that had a
small belt with a buckle that matched the one on the skirt.  I wore a lacy
white French cuffed blouse underneath, so the collar and cuffs of the
blouse showed out over the jacket.  Very feminine, yet extremely business
like.  We also got a grey tweed suit as well.  This one had a long calf
length skirt, that had black leather trim up one side and around the waist,
with a very high slit.  It had a matching longer length belted jacket with
the same trim that zipped up instead of buttoned.  Very sexy, but still
business like.  I love suits and women's business attire, so I was in
heaven trying these on.  Stacey noticed this and asked me if I knew why.
"I am not really sure.  I think it may be more than one reason.  I know I
have always been turned on by the secretary look.  I used to always surf
the net and find pictures of secretaries, and I really liked when I found
them tied up.  Not sure why, just always did.  I also think it's because
women's suits are patterned after men's wear.  Knowing that guys are always
supposed to be in a suit, being in a woman's suit seems like the ultimate
form of feminine wear to me.  Women wearing suits on the outside looking
slightly masculine, but knowing on the inside that they are wearing lacy
and silky things underneath, that has always turned me on."

"I know what you mean." Said Stacey.  "I love the feeling of power that
wearing a power suit has over others.  Feeling like I am in control of
other peoples actions and they listen to everything I say, just seems to be
heightened when I am wearing a suit.  But knowing that I am all girl
underneath, especially when I wear stockings and garters, or a corset
underneath, has always made me feel like women have the best of both worlds
in that way."

We also bought some casual clothes.  I got 2 pairs of jeans.  Both
extremely flared, one dark rinse, another stonewashed with cute little
studs around the pockets.  I got belts to go with both.  One studded, the
other with one of those rhinestone belt buckles that are so in.  I bought 2
skirts, and a couple tops to go with them.  I got 2 evening outfits.  One
was a black sequined sleeveless top, with a long slinky skirt to match, the
other was an oh-so-short silver skirt with a black lace overlay.  I got the
matching top as well.

We bought all kinds of lingerie.  We bought bra and panty sets, we bought
garters and stockings, a corset, and pantyhose.  One of the sets we bought
was a very pale pink bra and panty set, with thong panties, and matching
garter belt.  After I tried it on, Stacey said I should leave it on for
now, because she liked the look.  Adding some stockings and attaching them
to the garters we got back to work. Being that there was a formal dinner on
Saturday night, I needed a gown.  After trying on about 30 or 40, one of
the pleasures I have always wanted to experience, we settled on a very
light purple spaghetti strapped dress, that tied in the back, but was
mostly backless.  "I love the dress Stacey, but...um...won't my bra show in
back?"  I asked.  I know most women would go with out one, and just use
those stick up things from Fredrick's, but I didn't have anything to stick
up.  "Don't worry sweetie, I have a surprise for you."  She went into her
office and returned with a box.  Opening it I found 2 extremely lifelike
breasts.  "Those are my gift to you for helping me out of a jam.  Best part
is, they come with this stuff here that attaches them to your chest.  So
that way the built in bra of the dress will hold your 36C boobies just
right." She said with a grin.  She put them into the bra I was wearing so I
could see how they looked on me.

I was speechless, knowing from looking before for them that these would
have cost around $250.  I just ran over in my dress and gave her a big hug.
As she hugged me back I almost started to cry.  She held my face in her
hands and wiped away the misty eyes I had.  As she did this, she was
staring into my eyes, and I was staring back into hers.  She slowly stroked
my cheek with her hands, and before I knew it, I leaned in and kissed her.
She held my face very gently, and kissed me back.  We kissed softly for a
few minutes, and then the kisses started to get hotter and heavier.  I ran
my hands across her back, and she was grabbing my thong-clad bottom through
my dress.  We moved backward into the open dressing room, ad collapsed onto
the overstuffed chair in there.  She was on top of me.  She reached down
and moved my skirt aside using the slit in it to her full advantage.  She
reached down and pulled my thong aside to release me from being tucked back
between my legs and wrapped her fingers around me.  I was in absolute
heaven.  I felt Stacey slide down to her knees and take me into her mouth.
It felt so wonderful.  I opened my eyes to realize that because of all the
mirrors in the fitting room I could see us from all angles.  It was the
most incredibly sexy thing I had ever seen.  A cute girl in a formal dress
sitting there getting head from a gorgeous woman.  It was the stuff of
dreams, especially mine.

Stacey stopped after a few minutes, leaving me close, but not having had an
orgasm yet.  She looked up at me and said, "We should get cleaned up and
make these purchases.  After that would you like to head back to my place?
Remember, I like to be the boss."

The look on my face obviously said yes.

To be continued......


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