Working My Way Through College Ch. 02
Keywords: Working, Way, College, 02, Ch., Through, My,
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Saturday morning, I awoke wearing the same panties and baby doll nightie I wore to bed. If I hadn't, I might not have believed what had happened Friday night. It felt pretty good to walk around like that, so I went to the kitchen, and made some coffee. As it percolated, and as I drank it, I couldn't help but think of the night before. Thinking how liberating it felt to be the submissive one, how nice it was to be taken with such wanton force, about how nice it felt to be the one in frilly clothing.
It was so different than my sexual relations with women, where I was always the one that was supposed to be the aggressor. I could still kind of taste Dale's cum in the back of my throat, and my ass was kind of sore, but that all made me feel even better about it somehow. I felt desirable, in a completely foreign way, and I liked it.
During my second cup of coffee, the phone rang. It was Dale.
"Morning, hon. Did you enjoy yourself last night", he asked me?
I hesitated, but answered, "Yes".
"Good, now get dressed in your boy clothes. You have a doctors appointment today." he said.
"I do", I asked?
"Yes, now get dressed, I'll be there in half an hour", was his reply.
I wasn't sure what he meant, but I went to my boy bedroom, and took off the baby doll, and pulled on a pair of jeans, and a tee shirt. I went to the master bath, and brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I was kind of surprised that I looked the same as I usually did. Somehow, I thought you would still be able to tell what I had been up to. Some socks, and tennis shoes, and I was ready.
When Dale showed up, he knocked, and then let himself in.
"You ready to go", he asked.
I nodded.
"If you're wearing panties, you are going to be embarrassed", he told me with a stern look in his eye.
I blushed, and held up a finger for him to wait. Embarrassed, I went back to my boy bedroom, and changed out of the satin panties I had on underneath, and put on regular boy briefs. I thought what a shame it was, because the panties felt so good under my jeans.
Once dressed, we got into Dale's car, and drove off. He explained to me that I was going to a medical clinic to get a checkup. He said he needed to verify that I didn't have AIDS or any other diseases.
Within minutes we were at a clinic, and Dale told me to go to Suite 2A, and check in. He said he would wait at a nearby coffee shop, and I should walk over there afterward.
For the next hour, I was exposed to the worst kind of embarrassing poking and prodding I have ever felt. I am not even going to describe it to you, dear reader. When all was said and done, they told me to come back in a week for my results.
I walked to the coffee shop, where Dale bought me a bagel, and a cappuccino. We talked about school, and just regular things, as if nothing was going on between us.
When I was finished, it was about noon, and Dale drove me back to my new home. On the way he told me to get all my homework done by 6:00PM.
Walking into the house, I felt so good about having my own place. I could do as I pleased, without any distractions or pressures. As I cleaned up the morning"s dishes, I decided to change into a pair of panties and just my tee shirt. Those made me feel so liberated!
I got to work on my homework, and just kind of submerged myself in it. Before I knew it, it was 6:30PM, and the doorbell was ringing. I quickly grabbed my jeans, and pulled them up over my panties, and answered the door.
I opened the door to greet a rather attractive woman in her mid forties, I guessed. Her blond-grey hair was pinned up, which accentuated her square Nordic looking face. She had on a white nylon blouse, and I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, because the nipples of her c-cup tits were plainly visible. A short blue skirt, and sandals made up the rest of her attire. I was impressed.
She had a small shopping bag in her hand as she sort of let herself in before even greeting me, and I noticed her blue eyes were angry looking. She shut the door behind her, dropped the bag, and suddenly slapped me!
"You fucked my husband last night, bitch", she said!
I wasn't ready for any of this. My mind was spinning a mile a minute. She slapped me again.
"I'm Ellen! Dale's wife. You fucked my husband, didn't you, you fucking whore", was what she said next.
I didn't answer, but looked at her shoes.
"Did you like sucking his dick", she shouted!
I didn't answer.
"Answer me, you cocksucking whore! Did you like sucking my husbands dick", she asked.
I didn't know how to answer. I was so totally confused. When she raised her hand to slap me again, I answered meekly, "Yes".
That seemed to calm her down, believe it or not.
"That's OK. I saw the pictures. You're just a whore. You'd suck any cock if they paid you", she said. "Besides, he has a nice cock. I like sucking it too"!
I was so bewildered by this turn of events, I didn't even object.
She smiled, and took my arm in hers, and walked me into the living room. Her demeanor changed just like that. She sat on the couch, and told me to stand in the center of the room.
"Take off your clothes", she said sternly.
I was stunned. I knew I was going to do as she said, but my stomach was filled with butterflies at the realization that this woman I just met was going to see that I was wearing panties under my jeans. As I took off my shirt, trying to figure out what to do, she picked up the phone. As she dialed, I tried to take off the jeans and panties at the same time, to avoid the embarrassment.
"Stop! Just the jeans, bitch", she said.
I dropped the jeans, and blushed as she started talking on the phone.
"It's me, Ellen. HE'S WEARING PANTIES ", she said into the phone.
"You picked a good one this time, Dale. This bitch wears panties when she doesn't even have to", she laughed. She paused. "White nylon ones with a floral print". Another pause. "Turn around for me", she instructed.
I turned so my back was toward her. I felt like I was on display when she whistled, and said "Oooohhh... Nice ass, Dale. I don't blame you. I'd fuck that bitch myself if I was a guy".
I was embarrassed and flattered at the same time. The fact that she was referring to me as a female was a confusing thing for me.
She had a few more words with Dale before telling him to come by around 9:00, and hanging up.
"OK, off to the bathroom with you", she said, picking up her bag and taking me by the arm again.
Once in the bathroom, she pulled out a can of shaving cream, and a Lady Shick razor. She told me to shave every part of myself completely, and then meet her in the bedroom. As she left, I dropped my panties and entered the shower. After adjusting the water temperature and pressure, I decided I would start with my legs, and work upwards. I shaved first one, then the other leg, noticing how smooth and sexy they felt when I was done. I shaved what little hair I had on my chest, and underarms, and figured I was done, so I turned off the water, and stepped out. Toweling myself off, I felt so horney at the sensation of being hairless like this, and my cock started to get hard.
"You're not done yet, baby", Ellen called out to me from the bedroom. "Bring the towel, and come sit at the vanity for me".
I did as I was told, and she had me sit on the towel. She pulled a set of cordless clippers from her bag, and began removing all my pubic hair, even from my balls. As she did so, she was holding my now hard cock like a handle, using it to help her stretch my skin so she could crop my hair even closer. When that was done, she applied some shaving cream, and shaved me completely bald.
As she was shaving me, I got so aroused by the new sensations of being hairless, not to mention the fact that she was inadvertently stroking my cock, that I began to leak precum on her hand. When she was done, she held her hand up to my face, and told me to lick it clean. I did.
She went to the panty drawer, and pulled out a small black nylon thong, and threw it to me. Then the matching bra. "Put these on", she said, "Then take the towel, and shake it out the back door.
I put on the panties and bra, and as I did so, it seemed like it was a perfectly natural thing to do in front of Ellen. I carefully gathered up the towel, being careful not to let any of the hair fall to the floor, and walked to the back door in my panties and bra. Nighttime had fallen by now, and as I opened the door, I felt like I was being watched. I reasoned that the back yard was enclosed by natural brush and trees, but with the light on behind me, I felt totally exposed. If someone WERE out there in the darkness, they would definitely have gotten a real eyeful of me. I dismissed the idea as I finished shaking the towel, and went back inside.
"Now that you are smooth like a lady, let's dress you like one", she said as she stood up. "Let's pick out a sexy outfit for you".
She went over to the closet, and I followed. My dick was straining at my panties as she held up dress after dress, skirt after skirt, to my body. She finally decided on a black knee length nylon skirt with pink roses, and a sheer white nylon blouse. By the time she decided, she was very excited.
"I LOVE making guys over", she said with a squeal.
I believed her. Her excitement was contagious. My cock was drooling in my panties. When she saw the wet spot on the front of my panties, she said seductively, "We need to take care of that before you ruin your outfit".
She pushed me back onto the bed, and laid out her choice of clothing on the vanity chair. Then she came back to me, and lay on the bed next to me. Her hand sank into my panties, and retrieved my stiff cock, and began stroking it.
"You liked sucking Dale's cock, didn't you", she asked seductively.
I didn't answer.
"I saw the pictures. I could tell you liked it", she said as she continued to stroke me. "It's OK, I like watching sissy boys like you suck and fuck my husband".
I still said nothing. I just laid there, thinking about how I did like sucking his cock.
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Keywords: Working, Way, College, 02, Ch., Through, My,