Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2006 20:34:13 -0600
From: Rachael Smith <letmedressup4u@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Name Is Rachael, Part Two

	Jack and I had been on our Golf trip for just over a full day, with three
to go. It had been very eventful, mostly sex, and I was having the time of
my life. I was dressed every time all of the time, and tonight, at a banquet
here at the hotel was no different...

	"How you feeling" He asked me.
	"Unbearably sexy", I answered. "You?"
	"Unbearably horny" he answered laughing quietly. We were dancing very
slowly to a wonderful song. There were other couples around us and I was
totally turned on knowing that no one here knew, and hopefully even
suspected our special secret.

	I was wearing a modest outfit of a thigh length tight fitting dark burgundy
dress. It was a pullover, one piece. The shoes were a bit tough, I was not
used to pumps but I had learned quickly. Normally I was a boot man, but Jack
insisted, saying he wanted to suck my toes while I was wearing them later,
and besides, they were a nice present from him when we arrived, so how could
I say no?

	I of course had some help underneath to fix my girly curves. And thankfully
something to hide the fact that I had a hard on so strong it almost hurt.
Jack had one to match mine; I could feel it against me as we danced. I
occasionally rubbed my body against him as we moved, teasing him while we
were dancing. He flexed himself, and I planted a soft kiss on his neck; "I
feel that baby," I whispered.
	"Good, you're supposed to" he replied. "Want to get out of here, go back to
the room?"
	"Jack, you are a horny boy, that would be our third time today baby, I
thought you wanted to spend sometime out here" I replied pulling my face
away to take in his eyes as we moved slowly to the music.
	"I do, but damn being next to you when your dressed like this makes me so
hard."
	"Yes I can tell," I replied as I squeezed his butt cheeks. "Maybe in a bit,
lets enjoy the evening" I replied. "Besides, I don't get to go out dressed
very often."
	"I don't know why," he answered in a scolding voice, "you look great and
are completely passable."
	"Thank you baby, but I'm just not as confident as you are".
	"Well, in case you haven't noticed, there's been more than one guy watching
you tonight".
	"Really?" I replied, genuinely surprised. "Show me one," I said pulling
away from him to look around.
	"Geezh Rachael" he said pulling me back into his arms. "Why don't you just
look around and stare at everyone giving it all away".
	"Hump, well, it's just not fair if you know someone's watching me but I
don't get to see who's looking..."
	"Sorry baby", he said laughing now, "but in case you forgot, you do belong
to me you know"
	"Oh is that so" I asked in mock indignation.
	"Yes" he answered with a friendly swat to my ass, "all mine!"
	"Well, if I'm yours then get me something to drink would you? I'm so
nervous I've become very thirsty."
	"Ok" he answered, "but I'm going to hit the bathroom first, then I'll be
right back."

	I walked back to our table alone and had been sitting less than a minute
when an older gentleman approached and asked if he might sit down.
	"Well" I replied nervously turning up the female voice, "My boyfriend has
only gone to the bathroom, and he'll be back in a few minutes."
	"Good" he exclaimed standing up extending his hand, "then we have time for
a dance."
	Caught off guard I sat for a second and then took his hand allowing him to
lead me to the dance floor. I could feel my heart racing now. This was a
true test; would I, could I, pass as a woman dancing with this stranger.

	He led us to the dance floor and pulling me in he placed his hands around
my waist in a very gentlemanly manner as the music played. "I'm Bill," he
told me.
	"My name is Rachael," I answered, allowing him to draw me in closer.

	Pleasantries were exchanged as we moved very slowly in a tight circle in
one spot on the floor. I put my hands around his neck and pulled him a bit
closer to myself and he responded by drawing me even closer to him. Suddenly
I realized I could feel his manhood, same as I could Jacks.
	I almost panicked, and had to force myself to stay relaxed. It was
everything I could do to not just bolt away from this stranger and find
shelter. He sensed my uneasiness and drew me in right up against him and
whispered into my ear "relax and just enjoy the dance."
	He slowly began to grind himself against me. I could feel his cock getting
bigger and harder as we danced and he moved against me. He was whispering
into my ears more and more now.

	I was suddenly shocked to realize that he was trying to seduce me. I found
it very cute, and very flattering, and suddenly I could feel myself growing
hard as well.  'Oh crap,' I thought, 'I hope I did this right, if not we
might be headed for a very embarrassing moment.'  	Bill kept on leading our
dance and I figured all was safe. Feeling a bit bolder now, I placed my hand
behind his head and pulled him closer to me to where I could nibble on his
ear. I gently took the lobe between my teeth and whispered to him; "I can
feel that".
	He started and froze for the briefest of seconds but then just resumed our
dance and flexed himself against me.
	"Oh my!" I let out, perhaps a bit loud for being this close to his ear, and
I pushed my hips into him allowing him more contact with my body.
	"You like that don't you Rachael?" he asked.
	I responded by squeezing his ass and pulled him right to me. I parted my
legs just a touch allowing his hips to slide between them, but not enough to
allow a casual observer to think we were dry fucking on the dance floor. But
when he grabbed my ass and partially smashed our bodies together I realized
we were dry fucking. Right there on the dance floor.


	"Rachael I have a room here" he whispered.
	"I can't" I replied, "my boyfriend..."
	"Perhaps something could be worked out," he said, backing up to look at me.
	"What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a chill run up my dress.
	"I'm ok with a threesome, or maybe he's a watcher and would like to see you
with another man."
	I looked around for Jack but didn't see him. I was in a near state of panic
now. 'This can't be happening!' I thought to myself.
	"Or," he continued, "we could go behind the building over there and you
could blow me" he said in a gentle humorous way. Shocked I looked up at him,
and watched his face change as he looked back at me. "Oh my gosh Rachael,
I'm so sorry, it was meant as a joke, please forgive me."
	"No, don't be sorry" I replied, finally giving in and accepting why I was
there, dressed as a woman in a public place. "If were quick we might be able
to complete this before Jack gets back."  He just stood looking at me and so
I pulled his hand and led him toward the edge of the building over to where
there were plenty of bushes for cover.

	On the way over we passed a couple going back towards the dance area,
laughing and carrying on in a very overtly sexy manner. Reaching a secluded
area I turned toward him and was surprised as he grabbed me and pulled me in
close and kissed me in very passion filled embrace.

	All this time I had been flirting and teasing with myself in front of
mirrors from the safety and seclusion of my house. Now, I finally understood
that this was indeed why I had chosen to dress up and be a woman, no I told
myself, not a just a woman, but a slut. Why I had worked so hard to stay in
shape, had worked so hard to make the transformation from who I was in real
life to who I was in my secret life, my fantasies.

	He continued to kiss me, and I could feel his very real passion and
remembered thinking that I hope I have that passion when I'm his age...
	I slid down to a kneeling position, being careful not to trash my dress and
unzipped his pants eagerly anticipating what awaited my wet mouth.
	He too was eager for my attentions, and as he pulled himself free I gasped
at his size. I didn't truly appreciate it bundled away inside his pants. It
was not the longest cock I'd ever seen, Jack was actually a bit longer, but
his girth was unbelievable. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get it in my
mouth it was so thick.

	"Please be gentle baby, teeth make me a bit sore" he whispered to me as he
bent forward to kiss my mouth again before guiding my head to his throbbing
cock.

	I took his warning as a command and proceeded to work his wonderful manhood
into my willing mouth. He was so thick! And what a treat he turned out to
be...
	I worked it in slowly, inch-by-inch, wetting his shaft with plenty of
tongue as I refused to allow him to pull back. I wanted all of it inside my
throat. I wasn't sure I could do it but he sensed my hesitation and began to
talk to me in a gentle encouraging fashion, urging me deeper on his cock;
	"Yes baby, that's it Rachael, slowly and gently, you can do it love. It's
been done before so I know you can do it. Get it all; you know you need to
feel it tickling the back of your sweet mouth. Yes, umm yes, take me inside
your hot mouth. Oh that feels so good. Oh! Yes that's great" he exclaimed as
I sucked him deeper while applying more pressure to his head with my tongue.

	I gave a brief thought to Jack and shuddered involuntarily, I wanted him to
cum quickly now. I was worried about Jack, and what he must be doing. I
sucked harder and tried to cover the last bit of his shaft as he stretched
my mouth open. I had lost control of myself, and was now what I must have
secretly desired to be all along; a cock sucking whore; free and without
restraints.

	Somewhere in the recess of my mind I knew I was a man. A married man with a
great wife, but here, now, dressed like this; panties, hose, pumps, this
dress, this makeup, my feminine persona, I was not married, but I was indeed
that slut I secretly saw when I looked in the mirror while wearing my
sexiest outfits. A cock-sucking slut, and more than that, I loved it and
wanted it, and I was afraid, perhaps I even needed it...

	I was lost in my thoughts as I sucked him as hard and wet as I could and
was totally unaware and caught by surprise when he grabbed my head and
grunted and locked me onto his cock and began to spurt his hot load into my
mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but gagged and forced him back out
from my throat. I couldn't do it that way but he never let me go totally and
his cock remained in my mouth pumping his cum into my throat.
	I swallowed greedily but some of it spurted from forth and I could feel in
on my mouth as it ran down the corners of my lips.

	He finally began to finish and suddenly wanted to get away, but now it was
my turn to be in control and this was one of my most favorite things;
sucking on a cock after it has spent it's load. While its still dripping
with cum, hot and sticky, with a super sensitive head, flinching at the
slightest touch. I would work my mouth over it, savoring the remaining cum
that was too thick to drop free, just waiting for me to suck it down.

	He jerked back, but allowed me my pleasure now; knowing instinctively that
a true cum slut needed this part. It was mandatory. And he generously
obliged my passions as I cleaned his cock with my mouth and tongue.
	After a few more minutes he actually bent down and pulled me up, and
kissing me said "we need to get you back before you get in trouble".

	Remembering Jack I gasped and turned toward the main party area only to see
Jack standing there, drinking a beer watching us. I was terrified and
started to stammer something incoherent when Bill said, "Your right Jack,
she can suck some cock! Thanks for sharing her with me. Maybe next time I
can fuck her for you as well."
	Shocked I looked over at Jack, only to get a wink from him as he smiled,
turned to walk away said; "clean your face off before you return baby."


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