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? NINE ?
When he woke up, it seemed like it had all been a dream.
He was alone in bed. He was in a hotel room. His hotel room. Could it just have been a really good dream? A very real dream?
Last night. Mmmmmmm. A dream come true. Fantastic. The whole thing was just unbelievable but had it happened? He wished that he could dream it again. Be a woman again for just one more night. Feel those feelings again. He had loved it and it had been more than he had ever believed it could be.
He sat ruminating for a long time. Finally, it was time to get dressed and leave he supposed. No need to spend the weekend here. He could just go home.
But wait. On the dresser was a single long stemmed red rose. And a note.
"Heather, my love,
You are truly a beautiful woman.
If you enjoyed last night then please come and meet me again tonight. Same time. Same place.
Love, Alex"
He was very excited. He could hardly believe that it had been real. That he hadn't dreamed all those things but had actually lived them!
The rest of the day he spent on cloud nine. He soaked in a bubble bath, shaved, primped, powdered, perfumed and made up.
Unfortunately he only owned that one outfit. He realized that he would need another but was afraid to go out into the real world dressed as a woman to buy them. Not in broad daylight. And this one outfit had taken him years to assemble.
He watched television, ordered room service with wine and waited for the day to pass.
And slowly it did pass. After what seemed like hours he decided he could at least go window shopping. He got dressed and walked down to the main shopping area and wandered about.
He saw a few things in windows that he liked, here and there: A body suit made of almost see through knit lemae; an artist's blouse in silk; a great black dress, turtle necked and sleeveless, very tight; a form fitting black leather jump suit with lots of zippers; thigh-high black leather spike heeled boots; a linen business suit, skirt and matching jacket with a nipped in waist; pleated kilt skirt; He even found a rubber shop that had the sexiest latex body top and skirt.
If only he could buy any of it. He signed deeply and stared into the window of one of the shops. If only...
"Why not," Alex said.
Started, he turned to find she was standing beside him.
"Why not just go in and buy what you'd like?"
"I, ah, I...I, um. What size do I wear?" he asked trying to recover. Her beauty was even more powerful in the light of day. He was lost in her gaze: those deep green eyes. Pools of infinite calm, yet a fire was clearly present in them.
"Depends on the maker. Come on, Let's go in." And she took his arm and guided him into the shop.
Some time later they left the shop with several bags in tow. "Gifts for the wife," the store clerks assumed… he hoped.
She lightly kissed him and said, "See you later ... Sweetheart." And she was gone as quickly as she had appeared.
He returned to the hotel buoyant. Lots of new things and best of all, he now had a fair idea of how to go about buying more.
As a matter of fact, after trying on all the things he had bought, and loving it, he went out and purchased more! Lingerie, Bras, stockings and even a latex number that fit so tight and felt so good he could hardly conceal his growing erection.
Back to the hotel for a late afternoon fashion show! A quick meal. Another bubble bath and a nap and then...
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