I told my wife I was going to a get together with school friends. my makeup, wig, fake tits, shoes, dresses etc. I had been imagining to the scene in my head for the last 48 hours, and finally the day, or more accurately, the night, was finally here. We would simply both enjoy the moment as pretty women. We agreed on a time, and he wanted me waiting inside the house, where he would come fully dressed up as well. I guess I’m looking for a ‘double life.’ So far, this is still just a fantasy.
Slut hypnosis full#
My biggest fantasy is to find a regular who lives alone and lives really close to me, like walking distance, where I could keep a closet full of clothes and shoes at his place, and a drawer full of makeup in the bathroom. Believe it when I see it, but nonetheless, I was pumped, excited, nervous, scared… all the normal emotions I always feel when arranging a meet up with a complete stranger. He just needed 20 minutes notice to get there, and promised he would show up. So this last prospect sounded really serious. I’d hate to miss out on this opportunity. One of the ‘finalists’ was only available that night, which was not possible, so now I was down to one. I eliminated most of the replies and narrowed it down to two that seemed promising. So as you might imagine, I got quite a few more replies than usual…of course, that means nothing if they’re all flakes who just want dirty talk and pictures to get them off. Having a place to host, in this case the empty house, while not glamorous, gives me a much better chance than I would otherwise have had. I had always fantasized to spend some time with other crossdresser. With plenty of time to plan and wait, I crafted an ad online. I wasn’t simply planning on dressing up and prancing around an empty house at night…I wasn’t planning on being the only one to enjoy what I would be wearing! With that all done, all I had to do was wait…for two more days! That’s like two MONTHS for my level of excitement and anticipation. I got everything together, making sure I had what I needed, including a spare pair of hose (always have a spare, I hate runs), my makeup, lube, and the rest of the outfit that I couldn’t easily wear under my man clothes.
I was already hard just thinking about it. I would of course finish off the ensemble with bright red nails to match the hooker-red lipstick I would apply, and a pair of patent black Mary Jane’s with a 4″ heel.
I would wear that under a shiny black 3/4 sleeve top, and a very tight, sexy, ribbed black tube skirt. I had just bought some purple patterned pantyhose on clearance as well as a beautiful pink bustier with black lace.
I love dressing completely from head to toe and always put on a wig, makeup, nails and the clothes when I dress up. I already knew what I wanted to wear, and I couldn’t wait until late at night when I could leave home, go to this empty house, change into my female persona, and enjoy some ‘me’ time. Immediately I formed a plan, seeing this as a golden opportunity unlike any other I’ve had in a very long time. He knew I was studying for a certification, and mentioned it would be a nice, quiet place to get away. He gave me a key, and said I could do whatever I wanted while he was gone.
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