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He paced his room restlessly. His stiletto heels clicking occasionally on the wooden floor by the door. This dressing in his room was losing its thrill. Maybe just once down the hotel hallway. Who would see him?
"That's a stupid thought"' he said trying on a more breathy voice, hearing it and shaking his head at the attempt.
He went out onto his darkened balcony. The cool night air caressing his smooth legs. That unmistakable thrill of electricity blazing up and down his nervous system.
"I'm like a junkie who needs bigger and bigger thrills ", he said, and this time, without trying, he thought his voice was not his. More feminine. He smiled. "Ooohhh God! Make me a real woman. Even if just for one night!" And his voice was that of a woman's, a little husky, but definitely feminine.
He resolved to venture once down the corridor. Throw caution, and intelligence, to the wind. It was about 10:30. Time for the bar meeting with his unknown admirer. No one would be in the hall. Would they?
He peered through his door peephole. No one in the hall. He stood, straining his hearing for any sounds that might signal approaching danger.
He cracked open his door. Silence. Pause. His heart beating faster and faster. Slowly he opened it. No one in the hallway. Dead quiet.
He was scared. He was alive! He was a woman. He strode out into the hallway. Every nerve end buzzing. Every molecule of his body straining to hear someone coming. He strutted down the length of the corridor. "Relax. Be a woman. Smaller steps. Sink into it. Squeeze the thighs together. One foot directly in front of the other. Move your arms. Loosen those hips. Yes. Sensuous."
He stopped to study himself in the mirror covered elevator doors. He was a woman if you didn't look too closely. The corset pinched in his waist wonderfully. He had sexy hips, a tiny waist. A proportioned chest, long dark hair falling to one side revealing one long dangling silver earring. His full red lips. His beautiful blue eyes. Sexy eyes with the make-up on. Yes he was passable.
"DING!" The sound sent an electrical shock through his body! The elevator doors slide open. He turned, frightened, and began to hurry down the hallway. Back to his room. The two young men who exited the elevator said nothing. He was afraid to look back. Too see if they were looking at him. Did they know? Of course they did. They had too. Who was he fooling?
At his door he turned the handle. LOCKED! Of course it was locked. When was it ever not? The key? OH MY GOD! THE KEY!!! He had forgotten the key.
What was he going to do now? The two guys were approaching. What to do?
"Having trouble miss?" one of them said as they stopped to help.
He shook his head no. He had never had to have a female voice. Now was not the time to try his new one out.
"Locked out?" asked the second one.
"Um, excuse me." He said as he turned his back on them and walked back towards the elevators. He could feel their eyes upon him. Or her as the case would appear.
Then he heard the rise and fall of a 'Wolf' whistle from the first guy.
He heard the second guy quietly say "Whoa!" as he turned the corner to the elevator.
"What to do? Call the desk? Go to the desk? NO. Oh God! What a mess. What a mess!" He stood at the closed elevator doors trying to figure out what to do. Where to go for help. "Oh God… What a mess. What a mess!" he said without even trying, in a wonderful female voice.
"I think I can help you" said a low sultry voice. By habit he turned but he wasn't prepared for what he saw: A tall beautiful auburn haired woman. She was stunning. She was everything he had always wanted to be. Sexy. Sure of herself. Magnificent breasts. Tiny waist. Long exquisite legs. High heel shoes. Leather over-the-elbow gloves. Tight, short sexy black dress. And her features were perfect. A small, full mouth. A perfect nose and two of the most beautiful sensuous green eyes he had ever seen. They were glowing with sensuality.
She put her hand gently on his arm and said, "Come with me, Dear."
He did. The elevator door opened and they stepped in. She pushed 'L' for lobby and as the doors slid shut she said, "Where you coming to meet me?"
He was stunned for the second time in as many minutes. This woman had seen him as a her and wanted to meet with him? Um her. "I mean who am I?" he thought. Did she know? What was going on?
"Yes" he lied.
"Men can be a bit scary, can't they?" She said with a slow sexy smile.
"Yes."
She slid an arm tentatively around his waist. The warmth that it radiated. The sensuous luxury which flowed from it tantalized him. She leaned closer and nuzzled his ear. "You are beautiful, my dear," she said, "Shall we have a drink to loosen you up?" And she kissed him on the lips. A wild wet sensuous tingling kiss. Lipstick on lipstick! More sensual and erotic than he could have ever imagined. She pulled back, smiled. "I think I may have found heaven", she said.
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