An married executive likes to cross-dress in the privacy of his office after work

It was Thursday evening, the evening I always have to
“work late”. That’s the story I tell my wife anyway. At
lunch time, I had gone shopping and the new clothes I
bought were neatly hung in the closet of my private
office. I took a tour of the general office area, using
the water cooler as a reason for my walk thru, although
I was really checking out if everyone else was gone.

The office area was deserted. I took a deep breath as
my heart started to beat a bit faster with the
anticipation of what was to come. I went back to my
office, which is really a private suite complete with
its own bathroom. I closed the outer door and began the
transformation from Chuck to Tracy.

The first thing to be done, of course, was to shed
Chuck’s clothes. Next came a bubble bath and complete
body shave. The water felt wonderful, and after shaving
my legs they felt so utterly smooth and touchable! I
lingered in the tub for awhile, enjoying the femininity
of the bath oils and the scent I enjoy, Musk. After my
bath, I began my makeup. I start with Lidia’s
CoverMark, which provides a magnificently smooth base
to work with. As I continued with false eyelashes, eye-
shadow lipstick, etc., Chuck slowly disappeared and
Tracy came into being. My beautiful real hair wig
completed the transition.

I now began to dress myself, starting with a custom
one-piece foundation that adds curves where needed and
cinches my waist into a fabulous hour-glass figure.
Over this I now put on some of the new things I bought
today, a new camisole & tap pants set and a lacey
garter-belt. I was just sliding on my second stocking,
when I suddenly realized that I was not alone.

Standing in the doorway was one of our data entry
clerks, a voluptuous young lady named Julie that I had
fantasized about for some time now. She stood there
smiling at me and I could feel the blush developing in
my cheeks. I thought that my goose was really cooked,
as they say, but that was not the case at all.

She stepped into the room and said, “I don’t think
we’ve met. My name is Julie, what’s yours?” Of course
she knew perfectly well whose office this was and who I
really was, but I replied “My name is Tracy.”

Julie then told me that she was truly pleased to meet
someone like me. I was just the kind of ‘woman’ she
fantasizes about.

I sat there not quite knowing what to do and she
suggested that I continue to get dressed. She then
asked if it was okay with me if she watched me. I
answered yes, knowing only too well that I really had
no choice. I finished with my stockings and then went
to the closet to select a dress.

Julie came to the closet and asked if she could pick
out a dress for me. I immediately said yes, enjoying
the excitement of having someone share my intimate

She selected one of my favorite dresses and offered to
help me put it on. By now I had a raging hard-on and
she said to me: “We really should do something about
that first, don’t you think? It would ruin the feminine
lines of this lovely dress.” And before I could say
anything, she knelt down and began to caress my balls
and suck my cock! God, that was the sweetest blowjob I
ever had! After she finished, Julie cleaned my cock and
helped me into my dress.

She sat me down in front of the mirror and fixed my
hair. She selected jewelry for me to wear and then I
was “complete”. She then said, “Okay, let’s go.”

I said, “Go where?”

Julie replied, “Why to dinner of course! Didn’t I tell
you? I’ve decided to take you to dinner as my guest.”

Well, I was really scared now, because ‘Tracy’ had
never been outside the company’s walls before. But
Julie insisted, saying that I really would have no
problem passing as a woman. She said I really learned
all the mannerisms of a woman well, even the way I
walk. What could I say? I was flattered.

“But what about my voice?” I asked. I had no need until
now to try to change my voice to be more feminine.

“No problem,” she said. “Since you’re my guest anyway,
I’ll do the talking. I’ll tell anyone who asks that you
have laryngitis.” Well, I didn’t have too much of a
choice, so I told myself this is your big chance to
fulfill a lifetime fantasy, so go! And I did.

We went to a restaurant where Julie was apparently a
regular and knew many of the patrons. She kept
introducing me as her dear friend Tracy, who was new in
town and unfortunately, was suffering from laryngitis.
I was in ecstasy! Everyone really thought of me as

Well, the dinner was just great and ‘Tracy’ enjoyed
every minute of it. After we finished, and Julie had
paid the bill, as we were getting ready to leave, she
said, “Let’s stop at the ladies’ room before we leave
to freshen up.”

I was dumbfounded! I didn’t know what to do. But she
just took my by the arm and in we went! I thought for
sure that this would be it a disaster, but again, I was
just one of the ladies there! I used one of the stalls
and sat down to urinate. Afterwards, I touched up my
makeup and then we left! What joy!

Julie suggested that we stop at her place for an after
dinner drink and I said sure. Well, we had after dinner
drinks and sex!

She really got off on making it with a transformed
transvestite! It was unbelievably great sex! Afterwards
she drove me back to the office so that ‘Chuck’ could
get home at a decent hour. At my office door she kissed
me good-night and said, “I really had a great time,
Tracy. I’d like you to think about moving out of this
office and into my apartment.”

I was dumbfounded again.

As she left she said, “Remember, I don’t take NO for an

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