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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

Part 4.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
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at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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Bill and Roosevelt were working the closing shift that night. 
Everyone else had finished their work and headed home, but 
Roosevelt's car had broken down and Bill had offered to give him a 
ride home.  Bill had finished his work and was waiting in the 
kitchen.  Roosevelt was doing the end of month paperwork and was in 
the office working with the fax machine and computer to submit the 
work directly to the main office.

Bill was playing a game of solitaire when he heard Roosevelt yell, "Damn it!"

"What's wrong?"

"Network went down.  System's on a total reboot.  Gonna be another 
hour before we get out of here."

"Oh, well.  I don't got anywhere to be.  Lillith's not going to be 
off till 1 a.m."

"Yeah, but my wife's off now, and I want to get home."

"I thought you and your wife weren't getting along?"

"We... found a way to connect.  We're getting along better now than 
we ever have."  Bill heard a thump of flesh on plastic.  "Stupid 
computer."

"Can't be helped.  Want to play some cards?"

There was a noticeable pause before Roosevelt said, "Okay, might as well."

Roosevelt came out of the office and the two of them played cards for 
a while.  As they played, Bill came to realize that there was 
something odd about the way Roosevelt was standing and moving.  He 
stood a little more stiffly than normal, and when he moved, it was 
almost like his mid-section had been starched into stiffness.  Bill 
wondered what was causing it, and was about to ask about it, when a 
thought popped into his head.  "Roosevelt, are you wearing a corset?"

Roosevelt stiffened.  Defiantly, he asked, "So what if I am?"

"Hey, no judgment here.  I was just wondering because you were moving 
pretty stiffly.  I'm surprised you have the guts to come here in 
that.  In public, I've only worn..."

"Worn what?"

"Worn... panties and stockings under my clothes.  Occasionally a bra, too."

"You're wearing girl's underwear, too?  Go figure."

"Ever wear anything more?  Dresses or the such?"

Speaking with unusual openness, Roosevelt said, "I wish.  My wife's 
clothes won't fit me, not comfortably.  I've got a couple of corsets 
and a bunch of panties and pairs of stockings, but... we stretched 
ourselves pretty thin just to get those.  I'd like to see myself 
dressed, but it's not going to happen any time soon.  What about you? 
You and your girlfriend are about the same size.  You ever get 
dressed up in her clothes?"

"Well, that's how it started.  Now, thanks to Lillith's generosity, I 
have a wardrobe of my own.  Nothing huge, but enough for now.  Truth 
be told, at home, I'm dressed up all the time."

"I wish I could see that."

"You really want to?"

"Sure.  I think you'd look cute."

"I've got a set of clothes in my car.  Normally, I'll change outside 
my home then make a quick run to the apartment."

"Why not just change when you get inside?"

"I wanted to see if I could get up enough nerve to go out in public. 
Never have managed anything more than straight from the car to the 
apartment.  I don't think I could even manage that if it weren't for 
the fact that it hyper-excites Lillith so much."

"But you're willing to do it for me?"

"If you're willing to let me see you in just your girlie clothes. 
Whatever you've got on is fine."

Roosevelt thought about it for a second then said, "I don't know why, 
but the thought of seeing you in girl clothes is really exciting me."

"Same here.  So is that a yes?"

"Yeah."

"I'll need the keys."

Roosevelt handed the keys to the door to Bill, and Bill ran out to 
his car.  He returned carrying a large and rather full bag.  He went 
right into the bathroom and started changing clothes.  When he got 
out, he heard Roosevelt on the phone.  From the brief snippet he 
heard, it sounded like Roosevelt was letting his wife know that he 
was going to be home late.

Bill stepped into the area behind a counter.  He was dressed in a 
simple blouse and skirt combo.  Underneath that, he had a half-slip, 
bra, and panties.  He had his breastforms in, and had brushed his 
hair in a feminine wave.  He had a little make-up on, some lipstick, 
blush, and a little mascara.  On his feet were little socks with 
cute, cotton-ball looking tufts of fabric at the back of the ankles.

Roosevelt whistled appreciatively.  "You look great.  Real passable. 
If I didn't know better, I'd say you were the real thing."

"Really?  I never felt real passable."

"Well, you look great to me.  The only thing I could think of that'd 
make you more passable would be heels and stockings.  Maybe some 
pierced ears."

"Well, I don't bring stockings to work.  I can't change into them in 
the car, so I don't bother.  I do prefer them though, so as soon as I 
get home, I'll change into them.  I don't bring heels for pretty much 
the same reason.  No point in wearing them just for the trip from the 
car to the door."

"You should put on a pair of stockings before work and wear them 
under all your other clothes.  No one will notice.  Trust me.  With 
the exception of showers, I haven't been out of a pair of stockings 
in weeks."

"I tried that once.  Between the stockings, socks to cover them, the 
heavyweight fabric of the pants we wear, and the heat in the kitchen, 
I just get too hot, and I don't mean sexual hot.  I guess you can get 
away with it since you work mostly with counter crew and in the 
office.  But speaking of you in stockings, I do believe you promised 
me a peek."

Roosevelt took off his shoes, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it 
from his pants.  Underneath, Billie saw the top of a corset that 
curved Roosevelt's torso and gave him the illusion of very tiny 
breasts.  As he dropped his pants, Roosevelt said, "Normally I don't 
wear a corset to work.  Originally my wife and I planned to take it 
off before I left for work, but she had to work late, and I had to 
come in before she got home."  Roosevelt stepped from his pants and 
stood straight.  He was now wearing nothing more than his corset, 
panties, stockings, and socks.  "Well, what do you think?"

"I think you look sexy.  I tried wearing a corset once.  Too damn 
tight for me."

Roosevelt rubbed the corset around his midsection.  "I always liked 
tight clothes.  After the first time my wife put me in a corset, I 
was addicted.  I just wish I could afford to go all out like you do. 
Looking at you, I think I'll ask my wife to teach me about make-up."

"I got to warn you, there's a downside."

"What's that?"

"Without it, you start feeling naked.  When I'm out in public, part 
of me is wondering whether or not I remembered to take it off, and 
another part wants to go into the nearest bathroom and put a new 
layer on."

"I still want to try it."

Billie grinned.  "Don't say I didn't warn you."

Roosevelt thought for a few seconds then said, "Bill?"

"When I'm dressed like this, call me Billie."

"And when I'm dressed, call me Rosa.  Can I ask you a question, Billie?"

"Sure."

"Remember that night at the strip club?  Where we all... had sex with 
that transsexual?"

"You mean where we all took it up the ass?"

"Well, I was trying not to be so crude, but yeah."

"Sure."

"Ever feel like doing it again?"

"Occasionally.  When I do, I ask Lillith to use her dildo on me. 
Why?  You want to do me?"

"A little, but I promised my wife I'd never fuck anyone else.  I was 
just wondering because sometimes I get those urges and there's 
nothing I seem to be able to do about them."

"What have you tried?"

"When I'm alone, I've tried using things like carrots or knife 
handles, and it helps, but it's not everything I need."

"So what do you do?"

"Suffer for a while until the urge passes."

"Rough."

"Tell me about it."

Billie considered his boss's words and asked, "Want me to fuck you? 
It might hold you over."

Rosa considered Billie's offer.  "I don't know.  I promised my wife 
I'd never fuck anyone else."

"Did you promise not to get fucked by anyone else?"

"No, but that seems like too much of a technicality.  My wife and I 
are getting along so well right now.  I don't want to screw that up."

"Have you ever thought about asking your wife about it?  Asking her 
if she'd get a dildo and use it on you?"

Rosa swooned.  "God, that sounds so great.  I don't think we can 
swing it right now, but I'm definitely going to be asking my wife 
about it."  Rosa unconsciously rubbed his burgeoning hard-on.

Billie noticed the action and licked his lips.  "Think your wife 
would object if I gave your dick a few licks?"

"Are you offering to give me a blow job?"

"I... guess I am."

"I don't know if I should, but right now I just can't say no."

Billie went to his knees in front of Rosa.  He carefully pulled the 
panties from around his boss's dick, freeing the organ from its silky 
confines.  He could tell on sight that Rosa's cock was much larger 
than his own, but that didn't deter him in the least.  He stuck his 
tongue out and licked at it like the dick was an ice cream cone. 
Rosa moaned and bucked his hips toward Billie.  The younger 
cross-dresser quickly obliged him by opening his mouth and sucking 
Rosa in.

Rosa continued to pump his hips back and forth a bit until he looked 
down on Billie.  Intellectually, Rosa knew it was a guy on his knees 
before him, but, looking down, all he saw was this beautiful white 
girl on her knees giving him huge amounts of pleasure, and he felt a 
bit guilty that he wasn't returning the favor.  He pressed forward, 
and without removing his dick from Billie's mouth, placed his 
employee on his back, with his own head over Billie's crotch.  He 
pulled Billie's skirt and slip out of the way, then pulled Billie's 
panties down, freeing the cock within.  Not even hesitating (or even 
questioning why he wasn't hesitating) Rosa sucked Billie's cock into 
his mouth.

Rosa has never sucked a cock before, but Billie was doing such a good 
job on him, that he figured that the younger crossdresser knew what 
he was doing and Rosa mimicked his actions.  What he didn't know was 
that Billie had never had a real cock in his mouth either.  Billie's 
cock sucking experience was limited to the times he had played 
sucking games on Lillith's dildoes.  Both were moving on instinct, 
and that seemed to be more than enough.  They moved together, their 
heads moving up and down on each other, until each had their orgasm, 
dumping a copious load of semen down the other's throat.

When they were finished with their first cum, Rosa got up on his 
knees, saying, "Oh, god, look at me.  I'm still rock hard!"

Billie looked at his boss's cock, and indeed it was rock hard as 
though it had never cum.  Billie knew exactly what Rosa was going 
through.  His own cock was rock hard and jutting straight out from 
his loins.  Neither mentioned it, but this had been standard 
procedure since the night they had spent with Sally.  If they got 
excited, two orgasms was the minimum they had to go through before 
getting soft, and both had gone through times where three or four 
orgasms weren't uncommon.  Rosa, Toni, and Billie all attributed the 
new endurance to the extra sexual boost of their new games, and 
although Lillith had started that way, she was beginning to suspect 
something else.  But at that moment, neither of the men cared where 
their needs came from, just that they had hard-ons like steel and 
they needed relief.

Billie reached up and stroked Rosa's member.  "Why don't you slide 
this back into my mouth, and we'll see what we can do about that."

"No.  I want you inside me, inside my ass."

Billie sat up.  "Are you sure?   Aren't you worried about what your 
wife might say?"

"A little."  Rosa pulled his panties from around his ass.  "But I 
can't help it."  He got on his hands and knees, pointing his ass to 
Billie.  "I need to be filled."

Billie got up on his knees behind Rosa.  "You ready?"

"Yes.  Do it!"  Billie took a few seconds to admire Rosa's firm, 
round buttocks and chocolate complexion before sliding his dick into 
Rosa's ass.  Rosa moaned, "Oh, god, yes, I needed this!"

Billie slid his hands around Rosa's body.  He took Rosa's dick and 
one of the corset cups in hand and stroked each.  "You like that, 
Rosa?  You like being my girlfriend?"

Rosa softened and deepened his voice, giving it a feminine, but lusty 
tone.  "Yes, lover.  Fuck me.  Fuck your Rosa."

Billie did as Rosa asked, and fucked in and out of his ass while 
stroking Rosa as sensuously as he could.  Rosa hated to admit it, but 
Billie was better at this than Toni was.  He didn't know why, and at 
this point didn't care, surging backwards in carnal delight.  Billie 
rammed himself as deeply as he could into Rosa, and soon Billie 
slammed deeply in, spraying deep into Rosa's bowels, and as soon as 
Rosa felt Billie's warmth filling his bowels he orgasmed, too.

Rosa collapsed forward onto his belly, Billie sliding out in the 
process.  Billie sat cross-legged beside his boss.  Rosa rolled onto 
his side.  He reached up and stroked Billie's leg.  "God, you're 
incredible.  Where did you learn to fuck guys like that?"

"I didn't fuck you like a guy.  When I'm dressed as Billie, Lillith 
treats me different.  She holds me and strokes me like I was one of 
her lesbian lovers.  She really makes an effort to treat me like a 
girl when I'm 'en femme'.  I just tried to do the same for you.  I 
hope you liked it."

"I loved it.  I guess this explains why you were better than Toni. 
My wife's never been with another woman in her life, at least not 
sexually."

"Speaking of your wife, what are you going to tell her about us? 
About what we did tonight?"

"I don't know.  I don't want to lie to her, but I don't know how 
she'll react to this.  I love her, but I'm discovering I have needs 
she can't fulfill."

"So don't lie to her.  Tell her the truth.  She may surprise you."

"And what if she doesn't?  What if she hates me for what we've done?"

"Then you cross that bridge when it happens.  The question is, if 
your wife made you choose, said, 'Sex only with me, or without me,' 
what would you choose?"

Without any hesitation, Rosa responded, "My wife, if she'll still 
have me.  I love her."

"Then I'm sorry if I screwed things up between you."

"It's not your fault.  I asked for it.  I was just so out of control. 
And you were great."

"Thanks."

They heard a beeping from inside the office.  "Well, there's the 
sound telling me to get back to work."  Rosa got up off the floor and 
returned to the office while Billie returned to his solitaire game. 
It was almost an hour later when Rosa came back out of the office, 
saying, "Finished," and grabbing his pants and shirt.  While he was 
putting on his clothes, he asked, "Are you going to change back to 
Bill?"

"Naw.  After dropping you off, I'm just going straight home.  I think 
I'll just stay as is.  That way if Lillith is watching as I drive up, 
she'll get a thrill out of seeing Billie driving."

"I just hope my wife turns out to be as open as your girl."

"I hope so, too.  I wish you the best, but if your wife throws you 
out, give me a call.  You can stay with me."

"Thanks."

The two went out to Bill's car and drove to Roosevelt's home.  As 
Roosevelt got out, Billie asked, "Want me to wait?"

"No.  I'll take my chances."

"Alright."

Billie drove off and Roosevelt went inside.  He heard his wife say, 
"Welcome home, honey.  Sorry, I couldn't get off in time to help you 
out of your corset."

"No problem."

Toni came out of the kitchen into the hall.  "Did anybody notice?"

"One person."

"I'm sorry.  I hope it wasn't too embarrassing."

"Actually, the person who noticed...  We wound up having sex."

Toni stiffened and Roosevelt looked away guiltily.  She asked, "Who was she?"

"His name is Bill."

"His?"

"Yeah.  It turns out he's a fellow cross-dresser like me.  That was 
how he noticed.  We both got dressed up, and talking.  One thing led 
to another and we wound up giving each other blow jobs, and then he 
fucked me."

"He... fucked you?  Turn around.  Drop your pants."  Still not 
looking at his wife, Roosevelt did as ordered.  He felt her finger 
running up and down the panties outside his crack.  "You've got 
little cum stains here."

Roosevelt noticed a difference in her voice.  It was heavier, 
lustier.  Roosevelt took a chance and looked at his wife.  There was 
no anger to be seen in her expression.  She was looking at his butt, 
but she had a far-off look in her eyes and was rubbing one finger 
over her lips.  Roosevelt knew it was the behavior she exhibited 
while contemplating some new step to add to their sex games.  "You're 
not angry, are you?  You're excited?"

"I suppose I ought to be angry, but the thought of you taking it up 
the ass from some other corset clad guy..."  She gripped his butt 
affectionately.  "I want you, Rosa."

Roosevelt pulled her to him and kissed her passionately.  She started 
unbuttoning his shirt and he said, "I've got some requests for you, 
Toni."

"What is it?"

"First, would you teach me about make-up?  Teach me to look prettier?"

Toni's hands started trembling in excitement.  "I'll teach you tomorrow."

"Thanks.  Second, I know we planned on getting me a pair of heels 
next, but I was wondering if we could make that our next purchase 
right after buying a strap-on dildo for you so that you could fuck 
me."  Toni's hands shook so violently that she couldn't grip the 
buttons on Roosevelt's shirt.  She instead grabbed the front of his 
shirt and ripped it open.  "Am I to take that as a yes?"

Toni moaned, "Oh, yes, baby."

"Then there's just one more thing."

"Anything."

"Billie was very good at exciting me.  He really made me feel like a 
girl.  He said it was because his girlfriend, who is bisexual, 
treated him like a girl.  I was wondering if you'd be willing to talk 
to his girlfriend and ask her to teach you how to treat me like a 
girl."

Toni said, "Okay."  Roosevelt wasn't sure she meant it, but it would 
be a point to work from when they discussed it later on.  Roosevelt 
used just his feet to remove his shoes and pants.  Before they did 
anything, Roosevelt, now Rosa again, pulled away.  Toni made a 
plaintive sound, and Rosa darted back just long enough to kiss her 
and say, "Go in the bedroom and get undressed.  I'll be right back."

Toni ran to the bedroom as Roosevelt went into the kitchen.  She was 
down to her panties when Roosevelt came into the room carrying a 
cucumber.  "It's not a dildo, but it's someplace to start."

Toni grinned.  "Come over here, Rosa.  And bring that sex toy with 
you."  Rosa walked to his wife, handing her the vegetable as he 
kissed her.  Panting heavily, she said, "Get up on the bed, little 
girl."  Rosa climbed up on the bed, getting on his hands and knees. 
Toni got on the bed behind him and pulled his panties down from his 
ass.  She put the cucumber to his sphincter and slowly pushed it in. 
Rosa moaned and bucked his hips back as Toni slid the cucumber in and 
out of his ass.

Suddenly, Toni reached under her husband, grabbed his cock and 
flipped him onto his back.  She straddled his hips, facing away from 
him.  She slid herself down onto his cock, reached under him and 
grabbed the cucumber and pushed it in and out of him in time to her 
own rhythmic bouncing on top of him.  Rosa reached out and massaged 
her buttocks a bit before taking her hips in hand and helped control 
her motion on him.  It was only a short while later before they 
screamed in orgasm and came together.

Toni didn't even say a thing, but got up, backed up so her crotch was 
over Rosa's face, and she was looking down on her husband's dick. 
She slid him into her mouth, as she felt him pull her hips down and 
slide his tongue into her.  The two 69-ed each other for a while, 
glorying in their mutual tastes until they came once more.  After 
they recovered a bit, Toni turned herself around and snuggled up with 
her husband.

Shortly thereafter, Rosa said, "Dear, I wasn't kidding when I asked 
you if you would contact Billie's lover to see what you could learn 
from her.  I'm not going to hold you to a statement you made in the 
throes of passion, so I wanted to reiterate my request."

Toni considered it.  "I'll talk to her tomorrow.  I'm not promising 
anything, but we'll see what happens."

Rosa gave her a soft kiss.  "That's all I can ask."

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"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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