Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 13:27:31 -0400
From: Joyce Devries <joyce_devries@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Years Eve 2013, TG Story

December 31st, 2013, NYE Gala

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
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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, 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 5'0", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as
a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this was
our sixth time attending a New Years eve Gala with over 600 people, I
was going with my husband's GG lover's husband and she was going with
her, note again, this was not a TV/TG event.

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The routine was similar to the many years before, and as usual,
Brad sent me an email in mid August to ask me if I still wanted to
accompany him to New Year's Eve Gala and be his date. I knew that
Brenda had asked Sharon already as usual a date to go, well for it was
assumed as they had been Lesbian lovers for over 9 years, I was
thrilled that Brad asked me again and then the fine detailed planning
started over the course of the fall of 2013.

Now, this Gala has and always has a strict dress codes for both
males and females and the tickets always read, "please abide by these
dress codes in order to avoid embarrassment at the door, not properly
attired guests will be denied entry", and with tickets at $290 a piece.
The dress code for men was a tux, and for women, no less than a floor
length formal gown or dress, anything higher would not be acceptable.
Just that and the fact that only my date would know my true sex and
being among about 300 other formally dressed females the thought as
always thrilled me to know end.

	There was no question on the dress I was going to be wearing, as
I got it off Ebay even before Brad asked me to the Gala, and as soon as
I saw it, knew it was going to be the dress that I was going to be
wearing it for NYE 2013. The dress was a black and purple lace over
satin, floor length of course. The front the dress was a sweetheart
neckline, spaghetti strapped and no front slit, it was very form
fitting on the top and slightly flared skirt, but the very sexy feature
of the dress was that the back was pretty much wide open with lacing to
that you could tighten to make it even more sexy and figure flattering.
I had the dress altered form my petite height and asked my seamstress
to put in bra cups in the front as there was no way you could wear any
form of a bra. The plan was for me to pick all of the accessories, the
week before the gala. Of course like in years past, the end of the
evening lingerie was going to be Brad's favorite, my custom made long
lace and satin peignoir and matching robe, I was definitely going to be
wearing my black patent 5 ¼" heels with it. Now as always when Brad and
go to these Gala's, there is always something we do between arriving at
the hotel and that is for me to be wearing something sexy and erotic,
but not lingerie, but one of my many costumes i.e., cheerleader,
Catholic school girl, slut, etc., and wear one of those and have erotic
fun, before changing for the Gala. Now I have been a cheerleader for
Brad, a French Maid, Catholic school girl, slut, etc. S1o I went
through my closets and decided on and authentic nurse uniform, hat, and
all, again accessories would be decided on a week before the Gala.

	Now my husband, had lost a bunch of weight and now was my size,
and asked me if she could thumb through my closets and find a dress for
the Gala, after all I had about 30 or 40 formal dresses in my closets,
this was in October of 2013. I told her on one condition that she told
me what dress she was going to be wearing to the Gala. She said that
she wanted me to be part of the decision process again and wanted to
see what I had chosen and since it was over 2 months away, she would
know and she wanted to make sure she liked it, in case she had to go
shopping with me to find one (with the selection and quantity I own, I
knew she would find one). So the plan was that on one evening when the
house was clear and just the two of us and she before that time would
go and pick through my closets and find something she liked and then
would model it for me and get my approval, if not, keep looking. She
said she also wanted to see what I was wearing, but I told her I would
model the dress for her, but I was far from deciding on what to wear
with it, she told me she just want to so what I had decided on as she
knew I was excited about when I had gotten it back in July and she had
not seen it yet.

	So one Thursday night in October when the house was clear, we
emailed each other and decided to meet downstairs in our playroom, and
she would model what she had chosen and she told me she found a dress
that she loved, but would need help zipping up and I told her no
problem. The time was set for 7pm, and I told her I would have on my
dress as well. The day came, and I started with a pair of plain blue
cotton panties, my foundation garment, then a pair of my "used" nude
pantyhose, run and all, the slipped into my dress. I was pleased that
the bra my seamstress put in was a padded one gave me a nice B/C cup
look with no breast forms. I decided to experiment with my shoes since
I had the dress on anyway and put on a pair of black patent 4"
platforms with a "Mary Jane" strap, which was more to make them look
"cute" rather than a real strap. I did not wear any accessories, and no
makeup, except for some red lipstick. I heard my husband Sharon call
out, "I am ready", I left my bedroom and met her in the play room and
saw what she had picked. She had picked out a dress that I in fact wore
to the second time I went with Brad to the Gala, it was an off the
shoulder floor length blue sequined dress, with a sweetheart neckline,
and I had it modified with a panty high left front slit. I looked her
over in it and saw that her breasts were nicely displayed and then
asked her why she chose that dress and reminded her that I in fact wore
it to the Gala a few years back and she said, "I know, and I loved it
on you, and always wanted to wear it sometime, and now I can fit into
it I want to". She then commented on my dress and said, "my Lord, look
at that open back, very sexy and I love the lacing, and spaghetti
strapped and bare shoulder, 'turning a new leaf are we?". I said,
"perhaps". She asked me to help zip her up and I did and then I told
her to wait and went back to my bedroom and in the drawer with all my
clutch purses, and pulled out the silver sequined clutch purse I used
with it and then pulled out the 4" silver sparkly heels I wore with it
and went back into the room. I handed them to her and told her that I
used them with the dress. She thanked me and said, "I guess I can say
yes to this dress?", I said, "sure why not, it was years ago when I
wore it, no one will remember, and Brenda will love it". I then noticed
that she must have come home from work late as she still had on her
work makeup and control top pantyhose. I made the same comment she did
to me when she first saw the slit I had put in the dress, "are you
going to be comfortable with a slit that high, if you have never have
worn one, it is tricky" (almost all my floor length dresses have a
panty high front slit. She laughed and said, how tricky can it be?". I
then told her to follow me and we went to my bedroom, where on the back
of the door is a full length mirror, then told her to have a look at
herself, and said, "guess I will need different pantyhose", I told her
sheer toe to waist. Then I went and got a chair and put it in front of
the mirror and told her to sit down and she did, and immediately said,
"I see what you mean, the whole world can see my panties", she asked
me, "how do you get around this?". I asked if she would like a
demonstration, and she said, "sure", I told her I would put the dress
on and demonstrate. She stood up and I unzipped her and she stepped out
of the dress leaving her in a strapless bra and work pantyhose. I
slipped out of mine and told her I would not bother putting on a bra
and slipped on the dress, leaving my heels on and Sharon zipped me up,
the pantyhose I had on, not by design were sheer toe to waist. I showed
how to sit down and discreetly, grab the inner part of the slit and
pull it over the other legs, all at the same time crossing my legs. I
demonstrated this to her and she said, "amazing what I learn from you".
She unzipped me and got into the dress and I did her up and told her
that in order to really practice she would need to be in the heels she
would be wearing on the night of the Gala, (I went and put on a pink
satin makeup robe and not back into my dress). She told me that she
knew she could not fit into my heels, as she was a size 8 and me a 5,
but she had some in mind, some silver 2" sandals, and I laughed and
said, "unless you are going to get my dress altered for you, you will
need to be in at least 3" heels, or the dress will be dragging on the
ground as I wore 4" and it was almost touching the ground (My husband
and I are literally the same height). Again, she told me that she had
found the shoes, but now that said that she would keep looking, then I
asked her about how she was going to accessorize it, and she said,
"what do you think?". I told her to wait and went to my jewelry box and
pulled out the rhinestone and Safire blue dangly clip on earring and
one of my many rhinestone necklaces, the same one I wore with the
dress. I handed then to her and told her to put them on and she did and
smiled at me in the mirror and said, "perfect". I told her that I would
offer my Lesbian charm bracelet, but I was going to be wearing that, so
her wrists and fingers were up to her, but that she should be wearing
our matching Lesbian pinky ring, she said she would. Her outfit was all
set and she gave me a long deep passionate lipstick to lipstick Lesbian
embrace and kiss and told me "thank you, I will tell you all about what
Sharon thinks of it", and I said one thing, "remember practice after
you get your heels", and practice standing up, as well, in front of a
mirror, that is how I learned when I got my first dress like that". She
said she would and left my room and went to hers upstairs.

	Christmas came and went and as always I was tingling about the
upcoming Tuesday NYE Gala, and as planned, the day after boxing day, I
had the day off work and started the final "dress rehearsal" and the
delicate packing as I did not have the same luxury of my husband Sharon
her bi lover Brenda to get ready. With all of their clothes, makeup and
such at one place or the other and I had to pack everything to the last
detail in a dress bag and a duffle bag. I started with my dress for the
Gala, I put on my latex Vagina, then started thinking of what panties,
now, Brad would never see them, so this was just for me and picked a
special pair my first girlfriend gave me a red silk and lace pair and
slipped them on. Next was my foundation garment. Due to the colouring
of the dress, sheer black hose would have looked too tacky, so I went
with ultra sheer nude for the colour, but since this year, I did not
have to worry about a thigh high slit, I went with stockings, same
brand same denier and a black silk and lace garter belt (which will
drive Brad crazy all evening long), the stockings I used for rehearsal
were a used pair, and I did not worry about what shape they were in, I
was going to be packing new for the Gala. Since the dress had a built
in bra, I did not have to worry about that. Next decision was the heels
for the dress, of course I had several options, but really liked the 4"
patent black platform stilettos, they looked like 4" but wearing them a
few times out shopping with my husband, due to the platform, they felt
like 3" heels, so I made the decision to go for them. Next was jewelry,
I started with a pair of long sparkly rhinestone earrings and then one
of my long sparkly rhinestone necklaces finishing off with sparkling
hair barrettes. On my wrists would be on my left, a 7 row rhinestone
bracelet, and on my right my silver charm bracelet. Last for the
jewelry was a special Lesbian silver anklet I got and it was 9 women
all nude joining hands. I did not bother with makeup as that would be a
typical application for a formal evening, but thought about the 4
different choices of perfume I had and I really wanted to wear my
Curious perfume, but Sharon wanted to borrow it as it is lovers,
Brenda's, favorite. I then decided on Obsession, as Brad liked it so
much on me, and it was my usual "formal date" perfume. I checked myself
in the mirror and loved the look then took everything off, hung up my
dress and all the accessories carefully packed them away, but I did not
pack up the heels just yet.

	On to the next non-lingerie outfit for the day/evening working
backwards and it was going to be the authentic nurse's uniform, which
was a short sleeved cotton, pure white uniform, skirt, right at the
knee length, 12 buttons from the collar to the waist, then the skirt of
the dress. I bought it off a registered nurse on Ebay, and it was made
from Medical Supply Inc., made in the USA, it fit like a dream, and no
it was not one of those cheap Halloween sexy nurse costumes. It was
going to be prim and proper on the outside, but I was definitely going
to be wearing stockings and a garter belt with it, but then thought
about a white lace merry wide my husband passed down to me and went
digging through my lingerie drawer and found it, had to dig around more
for the straps for the top of it and the garter straps and I found
them. I slipped it on, and it was tight, but it barely fit, and had to
add some breast forms to fill it out, but it looked nice, again, pulled
out a previously worn pair of white stockings and slipped them on. Then
the dress and put it on and buttoned it up, next was the accessories, I
wanted the outfit to look truly authentic, so jewelry was going to be
at a bare minimum, no anklet, earrings were small green hearts, and
only my casual watch on my left wrist. Heels were also going to be
authentic, low 1" pure white, wide clunky heels, I was thinking about a
pair of white 4" heels, but wanted this this look to be really
authentic. Finally was the hat and I had to go onto the internet to
find out exactly how to wear it, and after fooling around for a bit I
found out exactly where to pin it into place. I liked the look, and
even went and got a fake stethoscope to 100% complete the look. So I
packed up the outfit and made sure I hung up the dress and packed up
the accessories and then decided that I was ready to go for the
evening.

I left the absolute last packing for the day before the Gala, so
all day Monday I was tingling with excitement. The plan was to wear the
special outfit, the nurses uniform to the hotel, and since it was very
cold outside I would be wearing my long winter coat, so no one was
going to see what I was wearing as Brad and I checked into the hotel.
The only thing was the low white thick heels that would look way out of
place if I wore them into the hotel, so my plan, even though they were
white hose I would be wearing was to wear the heels I would be wearing
for the Gala on the trip to the hotel. As I was packing the last of the
nurse's uniform, I got an idea, and would share it with Brad on the way
to the hotel and that was when we got to a certain point we would role
playing him as a patient and me as a nurse in a doctor's office. I knew
Brad would like the idea as we had done it before with the French Maid,
cheerleader and authentic Catholic school girl's uniform.

The big day arrived and I went to the shower around 1pm and got
"squeaky clean", and then went downstairs to my room and started to get
ready, around 1:30pm, I heard my husband Sharon call out, "I am off to
Sharon's, then we are going to the salon, see you tomorrow and have a
good time with Brad and enjoy the Gala", and heard the door shut. Now
Brad was going to pick me up around 3pm, so I had plenty of time to get
ready. I started with the latex vagina, then my red lace and satin
panties, followed by my foundation garment. Next I put on the white
lace and satin merry widow, and made sure the straps for the bra part
of it were fine, added my breast pads, then pulled out a pair of white
satin gloves and opened a package with a pair of ultra sheer white
stockings and slid them on and clipped them in place, then the 4" black
patent platform heels I was going to be wearing for the Gala. I put of
my comfy blue teri cloth robe and sat down and carefully did my nails,
the deep red colour that Sharon got me to match the shade she wears.
Once they were dry, I moved on to my makeup for the afternoon. It was
going to be my "typical" business application, starting with my eyes, a
light application of black eyeliner, then for the lids, light purple on
my lower lids and light pink on the upper and finally a healthy coat of
"lash blast" Mascara. I looked at my eyes and was pleased with what I
saw, not to dark but defined, much like what a nurse would wear. Blush
was next and it was going to be just enough to give my face a healthy
glow. Lastly was my lipstick, and it was going to be one of Sharon and
I's matching deep red lipsticks, I decided to go with lip gloss over
top of it, and it made them shimmer. I packed away all my makeup and
double checked everything from a list I had made to make sure I was not
missing anything as far as makeup goes. Then I applied a very healthy
does of Obsession perfume, and applied it everywhere, behind my ears,
wrists, ankles and breasts. Then it was time to get in the dress and I
carefully slipped it on and went and checked myself in the full length
mirror and liked the look so far. Final touches were my rings and
earrings, which I started with my alternative Wedding band set, a
silver Lesbian pinky ring on my right hand, a dual Lesbian symbol
silver necklace right next to it and on my right hand a simple silver
and diamond pinky ring then the silver and green heart shaped clip on
earrings. Except for the nurse hat and the white low clunky heels, I
was perfect as I looked in the mirror. I then thought about making the
experience even more realistic and grabbed a clipboard, some paper and
a pen, and checked upstairs and in the first aid kit in the bathroom,
grabbed a rubber glove. I did one last check of everything and grabbed
the dress bag and duffle bag and was halfway up the stairs and the
phone rang. I quickly made my way to the living room, and plopped down
the bags and answered the phone and it was Brad and he told me he was
about 5 minutes away from picking me up. I quickly went to the bathroom
and took advantage of taking care of business and then double checked
myself in the mirror and we to the front hall and grabbed my new blue
long winter coat and slipped it on and did it up so Brad could not see
what I was wearing when he opened the door. I was double checking my
regular purse when I saw Brad drive in and he came to the door and
knocked and I answered it and as always I loved seeing the site of
Brad.

Brad was in a pair of blue jeans and a blue sweater and loafers,
I could tell just by glancing down at his crotch that he was already
excited. He came to me and grabbed me and held me close and pulled my
head to his and we went into a long and deep and passionate kiss, with
him forcing his tongue into my mouth and I reciprocated. He pulled me
tighter and eventually we broke the kiss and I said, "would you like to
see your surprise now or wait for the hotel?". He smiled and said, "at
the hotel please", I gave him a little kiss and told him he would like
it. He asked if I was ready to go and I told him I was and I grabbed my
purse and he grabbed my dress bag and the duffle bag and I followed him
out the door, locking the front door and then to the car. There was no
snow on the walkway or the driveway and I waited at the passenger side
of the car as he put the bags in the trunk and came and opened my door
and I slid in, then put my purse at my feet, making sure my dress was
and legs were covered. Brad slid in and caressed my hand and told me
that he was really looking forward to the day and evening and I told
him I was as well, first order of business was to fix my lips and make
them presentable, so I reached down and grabbed my purse and lipstick
and gloss and used the mirror on the passenger side visor to fix them.
As we drove along to the hotel in Mississauga, I started telling Brad
about my idea for role playing and as I thought, he loved the idea, and
could not wait to see what we would be playing this time. I told him, I
was sure he was going to like it, and when we got to the hotel, like
times before we would settle in and have the champagne and get in some
quality time making out on the couch and when he was ready he would
tell me "it is time", and I would leave to the bathroom, as that time,
I had final preparations to make this role playing special. Brad
squeezed my hand and told me that he was looking forward to seeing what
I had come up with and I told him that he would not be disappointed.

We arrived at the hotel and Brad came and opened my door and I
carefully slid out and held my coat tight as I slid out of the car and
he went and got my dress bag and the duffle bag and his tux bag. We
headed into the lobby of the car, and I loved hearing my heels clicking
along, and then eventually in to the familiar lobby. We stood in line
and waited and I was looking around and saw in the distance the
escalators that we would soon be taking and joining all of the other
formally dressed couples. I felt a little uncomfortable as I was the
only woman around in heels, let alone wearing some very out of place
white hose. We got to the desk and the woman behind the counter asked
us the reservation name and Brad told her and she smiled and said, "ah
the Gala special" (deluxe room, two bottles of champagne), she told us
our room was ready and then handed Brad the keys and told us it was
room 2102. Brad and I walked to the elevators and went to the room, and
as we walked in, I could tell Brad was hot. Brad hung up the dress bag
and his tux bag and I took the duffle bag into the bathroom and put it
on the floor, Brad was waiting for me when I came out and told me he
was ready for his surprise and told him, it was not 100% complete, but
most of it was, and then slowly undid my coat and he smiled and said,
"I see, a nurse?", I said "not quite yet, but when I am done, yes". I
hung up my coat and Brad was right behind me and grabbed me and pulled
me in and started kissing me like mad and fondling my ass and caressing
my breasts. I broke the kiss and told Brad to prepare the champagne as
I needed freshening up. I went into the bathroom, and fixed my lips and
applied more gloss and Brad was already on the couch with my glass in
hand as I entered the room.

I sat down next to him and we toasted the evening and he said,
"when I think of a nurse in a sexy way, it is one of those Halloween
costumes", I told him mine was from a real nurse, and it can be sexy,
and told to trust me, he would find it sexy. We both finished our
glasses and placed them on the coffee table and then Brad pulled me in
and we went into a passionate embrace, it was a long kissing session
and every once in a while when we came up for air Brad would moan I
have been thinking about today for months, and we continued for at
least 10 more minutes and I finally reached down and caressed Brad's
bulging crotch, and he moaned. I broke the embrace and reached down and
undid the top 4 buttons on my uniform and guided one of Brad's hands to
the lace of the bra part of the merry widow and he moaned and we went
back kissing every once in a while him telling me how sexy my tits
were. I broke the kiss again and undid a few more buttons and guided
his hands down lower, below my breasts, and he moaned, "a corset?". I
told him it was a merry widow, then hiked up my dress and guided his
hands up to my thigh, and he groaned and I could feel him get harder as
I caressed his crotch and all he said was "garters and stockings, oh
God", we kissed even harder and he was caressing my very silky legs and
fondling the garters and I knew he was getting close to wanting more
than caressing of his massive member than through his jeans. Finally he
could take no more and broke our kiss and said, "it is time". I told
him to pour me one more glass of champagne, which he did and I got up
off the couch and did up the buttons of the uniform, and sipped on my
champagne staring down at Brad who was almost panting and I just smiled
and said, "shall we begin?", he groan and said, "oh please, yes!, what
do you want me to do?". I told him to sit and relax and pretend you are
in a doctor's office examination room, waiting for the doctor. I
finished my glass and went into the bathroom and closed the door and
started the final preparations.

I grabbed the hat, and luckily I had practiced many times and it
went on easily, and I used bobby pins to clip it into place. I took off
the 4" black patent platform heels and slipped into the white low 1"
clunky heels. I fixed my lips by applying another coat of lipstick and
gloss and put the both of them in the pocket of my dress. Lastly I took
the fake stethoscope and draped it around my neck, and then a clipboard
I had packed with some paper on it and a pen and shoved the rubber
glove in the pocket of the dress. Then entered the room and the role
playing began.

As always role playing is so much fun, for me at least and
usually my partner as well. I walked up to Brad and could see in his
eyes how excited he was and looked me up and down. I just smiled and
said, "so Mr. Davis, what seems to be the problem today?. He smiled
then seriously said, "I am having a problem in my crotch, a lot of
pain". I asked him in a professional way when he thought it started and
he said, "about a month ago, and from time to time the pain is
unbearable". Again, in a professional manner asked him if he was still
married and he said he was, then asked when the last time he had
intercourse with his wife and he said about two weeks ago. I asked
routine questions, about diet, alcohol consumption, if he was on any
medication, and as he did I pretended to write everything down. I could
tell (see his member growing) Brad was getting more and more excited
with the role playing and told him I would need to examine him before
he saw the doctor and told him to strip out of his pants and underwear
and lie down on the examination table (the couch). He smiled wildly,
and I kept a stern face, I stood back and he stood up, kicked off his
loafers and undid his belt and jeans and slipped off his jeans and
underwear in one motion. His massive member was semi erect when it
popped out and myself playing the professional, said, "I personally
have not seen an appendage that large before, please lie down". He did
and I surprised the hell out him by pulling out the rubber glove and
put it on my right hand. I then put on the stethoscope and started
moving it over all different parts of his member (lying semi erect on
his stomach) and pretending to examine it and he started to groan a
little and his member started to get harder. I then took my gloved hand
and gently squeezed his full balls, definitely waiting for release. I
stood up, took off the stethoscope and rubber glove and said in a
matter of fact way, "well Mr. Davis, it seems we are going to have to
relieve the pressure in your scrotum, that is what is causing the pain,
let me go talk to the doctor, I will be right back". I left the room
and went into the bathroom, and had to go pee and hiked my dress and
moved things around and went pee and cleaned up, then adjusted my
dress.

I then went back into the room and said, "Mr. Davis, the doctor
is tied up right now, and he will be with you shortly, however the
device we use, which is a vacuum pump, that has an attachment over your
penis to take the sperm out of your scrotum is in use right now, it
will be free in a bit. It will be available soon, now would you like me
to administer the procedure?, or him?, some men prefer a man doing this
procedure, due to the embarrassment factor". He of course said he would
prefer me and I told him that I would go and tell the doctor and left
the room and went into the bathroom for about a minute and then came
back in the room and said, "Mr. Davies, I am terribly sorry, the
machine just broke, you will have to wait until it is repaired, but
there is another option, but it is a manual one that I can administer
the treatment, would you be alright with that", He smiled wildly and
said, "yes nurse, that option is fine".

I put down the clipboard and took off the stethoscope and put
them on the coffee table and said, "Mr. Davis, please lie back and
relax, and this will not take long". I then grabbed a pillow and got on
my knees adjusted my dress and knelt on it and sat back on my heels and
started by licking the precum off of the tip of his cock and he jerked
and moaned. I apologized and told him that I would be more careful and
then started totally enjoying what I was doing and slowly started my
usual routine of licking the sensitive underside of his member and
slowly caressing his very full balls. I knew from experience with Brad
what really turned him on and proceeded to quickly flick my tongue up
and down his member, concentrating on the underside of the tip then
changed things up and opened as wide as I could only to get the tip of
his massive member into my mouth and licked it very fast while using
both hands to pump up and down his massive shaft. Then, every once in a
while, while still pumping going down to lick his very full balls, and
all the while he was moaning, "oh nurse, this feels so good". I would
stop licking and sucking from time to time to say in a sexy way, "I am
glad the treatment is working". I continued the same routine over and
over and Brad got harder and harder until he was 100% fully erect, and
as soon as I could taste the precum start and his breathing becoming
more and more labored, I knew he was about to cum, and took my index
finger and firmly clamped down on the base of his member to prevent him
from cumming and stopped, and he threw his head back and groaned. When
I knew he was past the point of cumming and his member started to get a
little limp, I started the routine all over again. I was absolutely
loving every minute of it and every time I stopped I could hear the
urgency in Brad's voice in wanting release, but I was in control. I
glanced over at the clock and it was 5:16pm, and knew I needed time to
get changed and do my makeup to make it for 6pm, but I wanted it to
last as long as possible. I decided two more times and I would give him
his release, and that timing was about right as the precum coming out
of his member was at a steady rate, and he cried out "nurse, please no
more, no more". As that point I took my finger off the base of his
member and then started pumping with my two hands and opened my lips as
wide as they could go and clamped down on the head of his member
flicking my tongue wildly, and then started pumping up and down with my
two hands faster and faster. About two minutes later Brad grunted and
filled my mouth with so many spurts of his cum, I lost count, but it
was a good 30 seconds he was cumming and I managed to swallow it all
down. I licked up and down his shaft and balls to make sure he was all
clean then stood up, grabbed my stethoscope and clipboard and said, "I
hope you feel better now Mr. Davis", he just moaned and said, "yes
nurse", I smiled and said, "get dressed and you can leave and I will
tell the doctor". I grabbed my glass of champagne and took a big gulp
to clean out my mouth.

I then went to the bathroom, and closed the door and started
getting ready for the Gala. I started by slipping out of the dress as
well as the hat, and shoes, then grabbed a pair of white satin gloves
and carefully took off the ultra sheer white hose and put them back
into their package. Next I took off the merry widow and packed that
away.	I left on the rings, but took off the rest of the jewelry, then
was left with just my foundation garment showing and went and started
to get to get dressed for the Gala. First was the satin and lace black
garter belt, I then put the white satin gloves back on and opened a
pair of ultra sheer nude stockings and carefully slid them on and
clipped them into place. Once on, I slipped on my heels for the
evening, the black pair of 4" patent platforms. Before I put on the
dress, I put on the silver Lesbian anklet on my right leg. I doused
myself again with Obsession perfume in all of the same spots as before.
I then took the dress out of the dress bag and stepped into it
carefully, and adjusted the tricky lacing at the back and zipped it up,
then tightened the laces for a more form fitting look and did them up
in a bow at the back. I put in the breast forms and looked at myself in
the mirror and so far I was looking hot, and I had not even done my
makeup. I took out some makeup remover and cleaned up my eyes. Then
started putting on a formal coat of eye liner, dark, perfect for low
light conditions, but definitely not for the office or going shopping
at the mall. Next was some brand new eye shadow, specifically for your
eye colour. It was Almay, intense i-colour, three different designed
shades designed to work together, and I watched on YouTube on how
exactly to apply it. I did exactly what they said, and all I could say
was "wow" as I looked at my eyes in the mirror, the eye shadow
certainly did what it was advertised to do, made them look sultry and
sexy. I finished off my eyes with another healthy coat of lash blast
mascara. Next it was my formal blush and I darkened it for low light
conditions, and then applied another healthy coat of lipstick and gloss
and grabbed my black patent clutch purse and ensured everything I
needed was in it and the last touch was putting the sparkly jewelry,
the hair barrettes, dangly earrings and necklace. I fluffed and
adjusted my hair and took one last look in the mirror and decided I was
ready, grabbed my clutch purse and went into the main room and Brad had
just finished putting on his tux jacket and saw me and said, "oh wow!,
you look amazing, and I spun around for him, and he said, "I love the
dress and the open back is so sexy". I thanked him, and he pulled me in
and he wanted to kiss me but I pushed him back and told him that I did
not want to ruin my makeup. He then told me how lovely I smelt and
asked if I was ready to go and I told him I was, and I grabbed his arm
and we headed for the elevators and were met by two other formally
dressed couples obviously going to the Gala. As always all the females
checking each other out, including me, we exchanged the usual female to
female smiles.

We left the elevators and headed to the escalator to head down to
the level where the convention rooms were and the Gala was setup. Like
always I was tingling with excitement as we went down and I stared at
the sea of formally dressed people, me of course just concentrating on
the other formally dressed women. Brad lead the way to the entrance of
the ballroom, and we stood in line as other couples were handing in
their tickets and as we stood there, I of course was checking out the
other women and taking stock of what they were wearing. Strapless and
chiffon and spaghetti strapped dressed were definitely in style, so I
was not standing out, of course all dresses were floor length. We got
to the head of the line and Brad handed the greeter in a tux, our
tickets and he told us we were at table 89 and told us to have a great
time. I held on to Brad's arm and he lead us around and eventually we
found our table, and we were the last ones to arrive, as there were
already 3 other couples sitting at it and as per the seating protocol,
it was girl-girl, guy-guy. Brad introduced us and said, "Hello, my name
is Brad and this is my wife Brenda". I immediately looked up at Brad
and he had an "oops" look on his face, so I was to be Brenda for the
evening, and would have to keep that in mind. Brad held out my seat and
I carefully adjusted the skirt of my dress and slid in. Brad was on my
left and on my right was a woman, I guessed about my age and she too
was in a spaghetti strapped dress, hers was black velvet on the bodice,
with some rhinestones sprinkled around it, I could not see her entire
skirt, but it was definitely white. Her hair was done up and she had on
dramatic makeup about the same as mine and sparkly jewelry like mine.
When I got settled she offered her hand to me and said, "my name is
Monica, so nice to meet you", I, in a feminine way shook her hand and
said I was glad to meet her as well. Brad came to me and gave me a kiss
on the neck (I could hear him sniffing my perfume at the same time) and
asked if I wanted anything to drink, and I told him a cranberry juice
and vodka, and he went off to the bar.

	Of course the usual routine of "get to know you started". The
other two women at the table were Kerri and Joan, (who's names I soon
forgot as I am terrible with names), the usual questions of "kids?",
"married", "what do you do for a living", etc. Of course the females
talked amongst themselves and the males were in their own
conversations. I learned Monica was a dental hygienist, and worked at a
clinic in Toronto, she was married and had two young children. Of
course as always when I said what I did for a living (for real as a
female), the conversation from all of the other women at the table
shifted to me. Kerri said she had a daughter that was getting married
and started to ask me a ton of questions about what to look for and
what to ask when shopping for a Wedding gown. Like always I was in
female heaven as only my date knew my true sex. Again, the men were
talking in their own world and the females were talking in another, and
soon the food came, it was the same as the year before and it started
with a garden salad, followed by a minestrone soup, then the main
course of prime rib beef and vegetables, however, Monica opted for
chicken instead of the beef. After dinner and before dessert, it was a
time (like in years past) for the females to gossip, and we did and as
some other females went to the ladies room before dessert, we all
commented on some of the outfits and it was a fun time. I noticed and
said that the theme was definitely chiffon, and told them that last
year it was sequins, and as it turns out the other 3 couples at the
table, it was their first time at the event, as they did not know, so I
knew I was in for some fun, especially leading the way to the ladies
room.

	Dessert came, it was a sherbet type of chocolate dish, very
tasty, and again, the conversations were separate from the men and the
women. I was having a blast, and then we were done dessert, and the
usual mass rush of the females going to the ladies room started. Kerri
was the one at our table that held up her clutch purse (the universal
sign to use the ladies room) and looked around at the other women, me
included and said, "ladies?" I grabbed mine and stood up and gave Brad
a light kiss and told him I would be right back. The 4 of us started
walking towards the exit of the hall, and Joan said, "I do hope someone
knows were we are going?". I spoke up and said, "follow me ladies",
which really was a mute point as the was a steady stream of other
females walking in the same direction to the same place. As we left the
ballroom, again, I was in feminine heaven and right away checked out
what Monica was wearing, her skirt was of course floor length, but a
white satin A-line skirt and a chiffon overlay, with her black velvet
spaghetti strapped top, she was lovely looking. Her heels were black
and strappy and about 3". I looked over at Kerri. she was the younger
of the 4 of us, probably 25 or so, she was in a long sequined red gown,
floor length, high front left slit, figure hugging and at least 4"
silver sandal heels, perfect makeup and hair piled up high, and sparkly
jewelry. Joan was the eldest of us, probably mid 50's, in a mint green
floor length, mother of the Bride type dress, again, chiffon over
satin, very low clear sandals and her hair and makeup were done like it
was from a salon trip.

	As we walked along, Monica was beside me and looked me over and
told me how she loved my dress and how sexy it looked and loved the
wide open back, and I thanked her and complimented her on her dress and
look. As always I was thrilled entering the ladies room, which was a
true ladies room, and as usual after the dessert, it was packed with
other females, lining up for the stalls room, as well as many in the
main room with the vanities and the couches. As we entered, all 3 of
the other females with me said, "what the heck is this?". I laughed and
told them to follow me and we went and stood in the long lineup out of
the stalls room door, and Monica, quietly said, "and what is this?", I
told her it was the lineup for the stalls room, and after we come out
we can use the vanities for our makeup, and touchups. She quietly said,
"I had no clue, I thought this was just a washroom". I smiled back at
her and eventually we got to the door of the stalls room, and I was in
the lead and when it was my turn, found one of the 12 stalls and a
woman coming out if it and I went in passing her and smiling and shared
the usual, female to female smiles. I entered the stall and put my
clutch purse down on the shelf and hiked up my dress, moved things
around and sat down and did my business. I loved it as on either side
of me was other females with formal shoes I could see doing their
business as well. I finished my business and cleaned up and then
grabbed my clutch purse and headed to the lounge area and looked around
for the other women and when I did not see any of them, went one of the
free vanity spots and sat down. I had other women on either side of me,
and we all smiled at each other as we opened our clutch purses and
pulled our lipsticks and started touching up our lips. As I was doing
my lips I was looking in the mirror for the other women from our table,
and could not spot them. I packed up my lipstick and gloss in my clutch
purse and then smiled at the other females and stood up and headed for
the couches to wait for the other women. I must have been quick or the
other women got stalled behind slower women as I sat on the couch I saw
Monica heading to the vanities and shortly followed by Joan and Kerri.

	As I sat down on one of the leather couches, with two other
formally dressed women beside me, I was loving it watching all of the
other formally dressed women coming and going and seeing what they were
wearing. Monica was the first to come and see me on the couches and the
other two women on either side of me stood up and left and Monica came
over and sat down next to me. Joan and Kerri were still waiting for a
vanity table. Monica commented on the fact my observation was right
about the chiffon dresses, and then made the comment, "I like your
anklet, rather interesting". I smiled and thanked her, and noticed she
was not wearing one, but with ankle strapped heels, it was not called
for. I saw her glancing at my hands and wrist and like in years past
knew where this conversation was going. However before it could go any
further Joan and Kerri showed up and came up to us and Joan said,
"ready ladies?", we both said yes and got up off the couch and with all
4 of our lips fixed up and hair perfect walked back into the ballroom
to our table. The announcer was saying the band was going to be
starting in 10 minutes and I noticed that Brad had got me another
drink, and the other girls had another one and we all sat down and the
conversation continued. Females talking to females and males talking to
males, but Brad was rubbing my arm and I could tell Brad was getting
hotter and more amorous. I sipped my drink and then the announcement
came that the band was starting and then the dancing. As usual, the
conversation came up on who was going to look after the purses, Joan
and her husband said that they would take the first shift. So I stood
up, put my clutch purse on my chair and slid it in and grabbed Brad's
arm and he lead me to the dance floor. I was in heaven as Brad lead me
around the floor and got to look around more at all of the other
females as we danced. I could not find my husband Sharon or her GG
lover on the dance floor, but with over 800 people, it was hard to find
them in the crowd. We danced at least 6 or 7 songs, and the slow ones,
Brad held me close and I could feel his bulging crotch in my belly as
he held me close and could feel his hands caressing my wide open
exposed back, and As I looked up at him, could see in his eyes he was
enjoying himself and getting more excited.

	The band finished their first set and the DJ came on and that is
when I told Brad I wanted to take a break, and not for my heels or
claves, but I wanted to sit down and take a rest. We got to the table
and Monica and her husband were doing the same, and we both sat down
and her husband and Brad went to get more drinks. Like in years past,
my charm bracelet was of interest to the woman sitting next to me and
Monica made the comment how she always wanted to get one, and asked me
if she could see what all was on mine. I held out my right wrist and
Monica started looking at the charms, but not before, looking at my
hand and said, "what a lovely shade of polish", and I spotted her
staring at my rings, the Lesbian referenced ones. She then started
looking the bracelet, and made the comment that she understood that the
bracelet, is a reflection on the person and their life and interests
and I told her that is exactly what mine was. She started making
comments about charms like my Bridesmaid one and we talked about my
time as a Bridesmaid and she told me her story as well as a Bridesmaid.
Then we went through the many others on it, and asked if I was a
cheerleader, and I told her I was, (and not surprising due to her good
looks) so was she. Then the always fun part of showing my charm
bracelet came, and that is when she came across the Lesbian references.
She paused at the two women embracing charm, the double female symbol,
and I could see the look in her eyes, as if there was a light bulb that
went off in here head and I could see she put reference of the rings,
the bracelet and anklet together, the expression on her face was
classic.

	About that time, Brad and Monica's husband came back with our
drinks and not a word was said between Monica and I, she just stared at
me and Brad was caressing my arm and leaning in and giving me little
kisses (smelling my perfume) and I could tell he was getting hotter and
hotter. The DJ finished and the band came back on and Brad grabbed my
arm and lead me to the floor and I tucked in my clutch purse on my
chair and Monica and her husband said they would take the next shift at
looking after the purses. We got to the dance floor and Brad lead me
around for about 4 songs, one a slow one, and of course he pulled me in
tight, caressing my bare back and making sure his crotch was hitting my
belly to let me know how excited he was. When the 4th song ended, I
really had to use the ladies room, I had held on for too long, and as
Brad lead me off the dance floor and we got to our table, I quickly
grabbed my clutch purse and did not even think of asking for a bathroom
buddy. I gave Brad a little kiss and started out of the hall, Monica,
grabbed her clutch purse and quickly came up beside me and we walked to
the ladies room. Nothing was said between Monica and I, but I knew she
had something on her mind, and I was loving it. We got to the entrance
to the ladies room, and not like before the lounge area was pretty much
empty with only a few women on the couches and a couple at the
vanities. I took the lead as I really had to go and rushed into the
stalls room, and found the first stall in front of me and went in, and
had no clue if Monica had joined me or stayed in the lounge. I quickly
put my clutch purse on the shelf and hiked up my dress and moved things
around, and did not care about the usual "tinkling sounds" and went
pee. I saw no other women on either side of me and cleaned up and
adjusted my dress and grabbed my clutch purse and headed for the lounge
and vanity area. I went and sat down at the well lit vanity area and
opened my clutch purse and pulled out my lipstick and gloss and in the
mirror spotted Monica sitting on one of the black leather couches,
obviously she did not need to use a stall, as I noticed her lips were
already touched up.

	I touched up my lips and packed up my gloss and lipstick back
into my clutch purse and made my way to the couches to see Monica. When
she did not stand up I knew that she wanted to talk and I sat down
beside her and said, "I take it you do not want to go back to the Gala
just yet?". She said she wanted some quiet time with me to talk, and I
could see it in her eyes that she had something to talk about. She took
the lead and asked if I was really married to Brad, and I told her I
definitely was and held out my left hand to show her my Wedding rings.
She paused for some time and said, "I could not help but notice the
jewelry you are wearing". I smiled and gently grabbed her hand and she
said, "what does it mean?, you said you were married". I told her I
was, but I very much enjoyed female company as well as males,
intimately and socially. She said, "I never would have guessed, you are
so feminine and attractive, you are a Lesbian?". I quietly giggled and
told her, "no I am bisexual, and very happily married and again I enjoy
intimate times with a female as well as a male". She pulled her hand
back and I smiled and I said, "no worries Monica, I do not bite and am
not one to be aggressive in finding romance with another woman". She
then asked if my husband Brad knew about my sexuality and I told her he
definitely does. She then asked, "does he mind?", I told her he does
not, but it is something that we do not discuss, he just knows it
happens. The tension in the air seemed to vanish and she caressed my
hand back and said she was glad for me. I knew that she was not ready
for an encounter with another woman, or I would have gone for the
opportunity, and gently caressed her face and said, "when the time is
right, you will know when it is right with another woman". She smiled
and said, "when it does happen, I hope it is someone as pretty and
sweet as you are". We were relatively alone and she leaned in for a
very light lipstick to lipstick Lesbian kiss and she said quietly,
"thank you".

	I suggested we get back to the Gala and we both stood up and
headed back. as we walked back, I could see she saw me in a different
way and made the comment, "I do love the dress you are wearing, it is
very sexy and you wear it well". I smiled back at her and thanked her,
and told her she looked very sexy and lovely as well. We got to the
table and I noticed that Brad had got me a new drink, and I sat down.
The DJ was still playing and Monica and her husband went to the dance
floor leaving myself and Brad to look after the purses. It was only
Brad and I at the table and he kept leaning in on me and kissing my
neck and telling me how hot he was. I did not have on a watch, so I
could not tell what time it was, but was guessing it was getting close
to the time for our "recess". I sipped on my drink and Brad continued
his PDA of caressing and kissing me and thankfully, the DJ stopped and
the band came on and Monica and her husband came off the dance floor
and Brad stood up and lead me to the dance floor. We danced around 6
songs, and Brad leaned into me and said, "I cannot take this anymore".
I did not need to reach down and feel his crotch, I new he needed
relief and said, "alight, let's go then". I took his arm and he lead me
off the dance floor, when we got back to the table I grabbed my clutch
purse and looked at Monica and told her that my husband and I "needed
some air", and I grabbed Brad's arm and looked back at Monica, and I
could tell she knew what was going on, after all, the bulge in Brad's
pants was not hard to miss, especially for another female to notice.

	Brad lead me to the escalator and then to the main level and to
the elevators, and I could tell by his urgency he was exited and was
looking forward to the room as he dragged me along. We got to the room,
and Brad immediately wanted to start kissing me and I pushed him away
and told him to pour the champagne and told him that I needed to use
the bathroom, and went in. I hiked up the skirt of my dress and moved
things around and sat down and did my business. I then cleaned up and
adjusted my dress and looked at myself in the mirror and did not need
to adjust my lipstick, fluffed out my hair and then went back into the
main room. Brad was waiting for me and was standing with my glass of
champagne, and handed it to me and then pulled me in for a long deep
passionate kiss. We kissed for a while and then broke the kiss and both
sipped on our drinks and then I could see in Brad's eyes, he was hot
and ready and put down my glass and walked up to him and kissed him
deep, and reached down and caressed his crotch. He was groaning and
told me that he wanted my lips on his cock, I reached down and undid
his pants and then he pushed me back and told me he wanted me to suck
him in front of the mirror so he could watch. I smiled and grabbed a
pillow off the bed and grabbed his hand and took him in front of the
full length mirror and adjusted the skirt of my dress and kneeled down
on the pillow and sat back on my heels. Brad was staring down at me and
I undid his belt, undid his pants and tugged down his pants and then
underwear and once again was staring at his very large member, more
than semi erect.

	I smiled and looked up at him and then went to work enjoying his
huge member. I started with licking the precum off the tip of his
member and then slowly licking up and down his shaft and gently
caressing his balls at the same time. I then started my usual routine
and unlike earlier in the day, I did not have time to play games and
enjoy Brad's massive member for an extended period, and started
furiously licking and sucking his member, and concentrating on the
familiar areas of it I had come to learn got Brad very hard, very fast,
and Brad was groaning and moaning telling me how good it felt and when
I felt he was getting close, used my two hands around his massive shaft
and started pumping up and down and then opened as wide as I could and
engulfed the head of his massive member and started furiously licking,
and Brad grabbed my head and grunted and filled my mouth with about 10
spurts of his lovely juice and as always, I swallowed it all down. I
then licked his shaft and balls clean as he continued to moan. I then
stood up took a sip of my drink and grabbed my clutch purse and headed
to the washroom to touch up. As I looked in the mirror, my eyes were a
little smudged, so I touched them up a little, then, a little more
blush and finally my lips, a fresh coat and gloss. I packed up my
clutch purse and headed into the main room, and Brad was smiling and
sipping on his drink. I grabbed mine and finished it and asked Brad if
he enjoyed my efforts, and he said, "most definitely". I gave him a
little kiss and he put down his glass and we headed out of the room and
back to the elevators and then down to the main floor. We got to the
top of the escalator and I realized I had not checked the time in the
room, and thought it was around 10:30pm or so and without a watch, had
no clue.

	We got back into the ballroom, and Monica and her husband were
there at the table, Brad said he would go get more drinks and I slid in
next to Monica and she smiled at me and said, "get enough air?". I
smiled as I put down my clutch purse on the table and said, "not sure
what you mean?". She quietly said, "you are all flush, and Brad's
crotch is not sticking out". I smiled and said, "I took care of him",
she smiled back and sipped on her drink. I asked her what time it was
and she told me it was coming up to 10:30pm, and about that time Brad
came back with the drinks and as I sipped on my drink, it was announced
that the band was coming on for one last time before midnight. Brad
stood up and offered me his arm, and I tucked in my clutch purse on my
chair and we headed out to the dance floor. We danced to about 8 songs
and a few slow ones, and again, Brad pulled me in close and ensured I
knew he was, yet again, getting excited and was caressing my bare back
and occasionally groaning, with light kisses between songs. The band
then left the stage for the last time and the DJ came back on and I
knew the dancing for the evening was over and we headed back to the
table.

	We got back to the table and Monica saw me coming and grabbed her
clutch purse and held it up, and I had to go anyway and grabbed mine
and we walked together to the ladies room. As we walked along she
started with the comments, "I see Brad is a little more relaxed", I
smiled back and again told her that I took care of him, and she just
smiled. We got into the lounge area of the ladies room and both headed
for the stalls room, and it was virtually empty, so finding a stall was
not a problem, and Monica sat next to me in stalls. I put my clutch
purse on the shelf and sat down and hiked my skirt of the dress moved
things around and did my business. I left the stalls room shortly after
Monica and went and sat down beside her at one of the vanities, and we
both opened our clutch purses and pulled our lipstick and started
touching up our lips. Monica made a quite comment, "don't tell me it is
that time of the month?", obviously spotting my tampon and pad in my
clutch purse. I told her it was, and then she said, "I thought you took
care of Brad, but how?". I was smiling and looked back in the mirror
and licked my lips and again kept smiling, she said, "you mean?". I
again licked my lips and said, "he was delicious", her jaw dropped and
she said, "I have not done that since I was a teenager, and always
hated it when I had to do it". I smiled as I packed up my clutch purse
and told her, "when you get good at it, it is very enjoyable". She
shook her head and we stood up and headed back to the ballroom.

	She said nothing more to me and that was the last trip to the
ladies room for me. We got back to the table, the champagne glasses
were already handed out and Brad handed me mine and we headed out to
the dance floor for the New Years Even countdown, my clutch purse in
hand. Monica and her husband were not far behind us as we went the
countdown happened and Brad moved in and gave me a long and passionate
kiss. After we broke our kiss I was sipping my champagne and out of the
blue Monica walked up to me, I never saw it coming, but she came and
grabbed me and gave me a long lipstick to lipstick Lesbian passionate
kiss caressing my bare back and covered ass, and then broke it and
smiled at me and her and her husband disappeared into the crowd,
leaving me stunned. Brad came up to me and asked what that was all
about and I said, "nothing", he said, "bullshit, but, it was hot to
watch all the same".

	The crowd dispersed and I grabbed Brad's arm, slightly dizzy and
tired, but was surprised how comfortable I was in my heels. We followed
the crowds to the elevators and headed up to our room, but had to wait
for 4 different elevators before we got on to one. We got to the room,
and Brad poured more champagne and I told him I was going to get
changed as we sipped on our drinks and then gave him a little kiss and
headed to the bathroom to change into the last outfit for the evening.
I got into the bathroom, closed the door and slipped out of my 4" black
patent heels, and dress, I left on all of the jewelry, and for the last
time doused myself in Obsession perfume. I slipped on the long lacy
black and silk peignoir and the matching robe and then into the 5 1/4"
black patent heels, then applied another healthy coat of lipstick and
gloss and left the clutch purse in the bathroom and went into the main
room. Brad was waiting for me, he had stripped naked and was wearing a
white terri cloth robe, with his semi erect massive member conveniently
sticking out of the front to show me he was ready for my lips again.

	He was smiling wildly and Stood up and came up to me and told me
how so much love the look of me in the lingerie and the heels, and
pulled me in close and started kissing me madly. Like in years past, he
could not resist making sure his semi erect wet member was rubbing up
against my satin covered body and literally was making love to the
material while kissing me. I could feel the moisture through the
peignoir, from his member on my belly and knew I was going to have a
white stain in the morning to wash out. I reached down and started
caressing his massive member and using my thumb to move around the
precum on the tip of his member and started using my two hands to
stroke his massive member, and as we kissed his moaning got more and
more intense and so did the size of his erection. At this point I was
so tired and dizzy from the beverages of the evening, I wanted to
literally, get Brad off and go home, I was that tired. I broke the
embrace and told Brad to get comfortable on the couch and decided to
walk around a bit, more to clear my head, but to give Brad a show and
as he sat down, I walked around as sexy as I could in the 5 1/4" heels
and eventually stood before Brad. He was stroking his massive member,
pretty much fully erect, me, in an a slow and sexy way, undid my robe
and let it fall to the ground, just leaving me in my peignoir. I then
went and sat down and Brad started kissing me and I moved his hand away
from his massive member and started stroking it myself as we kissed. I
could feel the precum starting to build, broke our kiss and leaned down
and started to lick and suck his massive member. Unlike the other
times, this was with passion and Brad was groaning the entire time, and
it only took a few minutes of me furiously sucking his member that he
groaned and grabbed my head and blew his load, not much this time, but
I swallowed what he have to give me down.

	I got up and finished what was left of my drink and stared down
at Brad, naked and panting. I smiled and headed to the bathroom to
change and clean up. I slipped out of the lingerie and 5 1/4" heels and
then packed them away and then into the Gala dress and carefully put it
on and then into the 3" black patent heels and zipped it up and tied it
up at the back in a bow, I did not bother with the breast forms. I
checked my makeup and of course it was a mess, did not bother with my
eyes or cheeks, but at least touched up my lips and did not bother with
gloss. I was packing up everything and could hear Brad on the phone, I
assumed calling a cab. I made sure I had packed everything and grabbed
my dress bad and duffle bag and took them into the main room.

	Brad was waiting for me, still in his terri cloth robe, but his
massive member was not sticking out, and he was smiling and handed me
$40 and told me a cab was going to be waiting for me downstairs, I
packed the money in my regular purse. He then gave me a little kiss on
the cheek and one last caress on my bare back and told me how magical
the evening was, and I told him the same. He helped me put on my long
new blue winter coat and I grabbed the dress bag and then the duffle
bag and slung my purse over my shoulder and with one last light kiss, I
left the room and to the elevators. I was alone and got the main lobby
and was glad I was in my 3" heels and made my way to the entrance of
the hotel. As I got though the lobby a doorman opened the door and a
taxi was waiting and he said, "is your name Brenda?". I smiled and told
him it was and he said, "this taxi is for you". The cab driver came and
grabbed my bags and put them into the trunk and held my door for me and
I slid in. he asked me where I was going and I told him and never said
a word to me until we got to my house and I gave him the $40, not even
asking for change, and he went and grabbed my bags and handed them to
me and I fumbled for my keys and found them and then as he drove off, I
went into the dark house.

	I went down to my bedroom, and put the bags down and then kicked
off my heels and saw that the time was coming up to 2am. I got out of
my dress and then grabbed the duffle bag and pulled out the long black
peignoir and after slipping out of my foundation garment, slipped it on
and laid back on the bed and reached for my vibrator and slowly
caressed my latex vagina and relived the evening and finally exploded
in it and quickly went to the bath stall and pulled off my panties and
latex vagina and let the contents drop on stall floor. I cleaned up and
put my panties back on and then went to my bed in the lingerie and fell
asleep.

..end

So here is the proposal:
First off, I AM NOT A PRO. This petite, passable TV, would love to meet
you if you are in my area, Toronto Ontario, as described in the diary
entry above. I love to be the girl of your dreams, and as long as I can
remain the girl at all times, I would love to hear from you. I am not
interested in being a TV/TS "girlfriend" and "BI" sex, but rather I
will be the woman of your dreams for a wonderful and possible formal
evening, I promise, you will not go home frustrated. If you are a NON-
smoking male or female, or couple, please contact me, and who knows?.

Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
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