Well the party had ended, and as you know we made it back to Yvonne's without difficulty, unless you consider my abuse and use as "the perfect girl" to be no trouble.
When we awoke Monday morning, it was great knowing I did not have to go to work. I was still sore in more places than I care to count, but at least I could relax. By the time we were both awake and somewhat coherent it was nearly 11:00 AM. It was then that Yvonne shocked me once more.
Yvonne said to me, "Why don't we girls get dressed and go have something to eat, do a little shopping and see what kind of fun we can have."
I said, "Sure, but I needed to go to my apartment and get out of my "girl" clothes first."
Yvonne then asked me to go with her as Michelle. After some discussion I agreed. It had turned a bit chilly overnight. In spite of the cool weather, Yvonne wanted me to wear a little skirt and top with some 4" heels. I reluctantly agreed. We took a shower together which did create some very special benefits for my male ego.as I did find Yvonne on her knees in the shower.
After showering I put on a little black skirt with a slit up my left thigh, a little pink top, and a pair of 4" black heels. Yvonne dressed in a little pink skirt, a white top and a pair of white heels.
We headed to a local restaurant for a little lunch, then off to a local mall. We didn't buy much, but we sure tried on a lot of clothes. Between the two of us, I guess we spent about $150.00, which for 20 years ago was pretty good. By the time we finished shopping it was about 5:00 PM, and so we were undecided as to what to do. We agreed we had had a pretty busy weekend so we headed home. We both went to our own apartments and I fell asleep shortly after removing my artificial nails and breasts, that sure sounds strange.
The next morning I had to go to work, and it was a little unusual trying how to figure out how I was going to hide my fem hair style. I worked at it, and with the help of some hair gel I was able to survive the day.
Over the next few days things were pretty much as back to normal as they had always been since Yvonne found me out as being the "girl" that I was. However, after a couple of weeks I got an interesting telephone call, my boss called and said they wanted me to take a better job in Washington, DC. Based on the big pay raise and after much discussion with Yvonne, I agreed.
As my departure time in mid October approached I was told they were going to have a big party for me at The Onion. As the big date arrived, I came home from work, just expecting to dress as Michelle as normal and head out. However, when I got home from work I found a note that had been dropped in my mail slot from Yvonne, asking me to come to her apartment as she wanted to help me get ready for my party. I went to her apartment and was greeted with a nice hug, along with other benefits. She then said it was time to get me ready for the party. She helped me remove my body hair, and then said it was time to go and become a "hot chic."
We applied some artificial breasts and nails, and then she pulled out a tight fitting body hugging black strapless dress. That along with the 5" heels made me look really hot. Of course Yvonne looked just as hot, as she always did, even though she was just dressed in some jeans and a T-shirt.
I thought a quick little work on the make-up and then I could go, but I was wrong. Yvonne was determined to get me the really sexy slutty look for the night. She worked and worked and finally got the look she wanted, unfortunately for me she wouldn't let me see it. When she had finished she then informed me she was driving me to The Onion, as she did not want me driving home drunk.
We drove to the club, and she pulled up to the front of the club and said for me to have a good time. I got out of the car and walked into the club. As soon as I entered I knew it was going to be a great evening. There were a lot of my friends there, and it looked like everyone had been drinking for awhile. Those who often came as females were all there. The evening consisted of a lot of dancing, drinking and all around good fun. I am not sure of everything that happened, but I do know the night ended very late, and I was positioned in a very welcoming position on a pool table.
Someone gave me a ride to a hotel and I awoke mid-morning in a strange place. There in the room however was a bag with my black leather pants and all the accessories to stay Michelle. There was also a note to call Yvonne when I was dressed and she would pick me up.
I dressed and about 11:30 I called Michelle and let her know I was dressed. She told me to meet her in the lobby in about 15 minutes. Of course I complied. We spent the afternoon as Michelle and Yvonne, just being us and ended up at a nice little restaurant for an early dinner. From there it was back to her place. We spent the night in some nice sexy lingerie cuddling each other, and have some great sex.
Saturday however was a sad day, as I had to begin packing for my trip east and on Monday the packers would come and get my household stuff packed and I would head out on Tuesday. I arrived in my new home without major incident, and got into the swing of things. Based on my job and a passionate request from Yvonne I continued to let my hair grow.
As Thanksgiving approached Yvonne agreed to come and visit me. When she was there, we spent the entire time as Michael and Yvonne. We had a great time, visiting the normal tourist places, eating good food, and just having a great time together. We found that we really enjoyed being together as Yvonne and Michael. One of the major discussion points we had was our future. We both knew that we enjoyed each other, but were not yet ready to make a major decision. We did however agree I would spend New Year's Eve with Yvonne. We parted knowing we would be together in a few weeks.
Christmas came and went and I caught a plane early on December 30th. When I landed I was shocked to find Yvonne, Ron, and Wes all waiting for me. The four of us chatted a bit, and then I was informed of the plans. This particular night there was an early New Year's for the folks that normally went to The Onion, and I was going as Michelle with Wes and Ron. I knew I had nothing to wear, but I had a feeling that had all be taken care of and I was correct.
Once again I was taken to a beauty salon where all of my body hair was removed, and my now very long hair was bleached very very blond. In addition to being bleached it was styled in an "up-do" that could be let down later in the evening to give me a hot sexy look
As for my clothing, I was dressed in a pair of 5" heels, and a form fitting white dress with a slit that ran all the way up the front of my leg, almost to the waist. The back was very revealing as well. In the cold winter mid-west air I was glad I did not have far to walk. I thought the party was at The Onion, but instead they had rented a huge hotel ballroom. You see the gang from the club that Yvonne normally went to was there as well. Of course Yvonne was dressed to kill and was there with a gal I had never met before. We all had a great time, and I must admit I ended up spending the night in a room with Wes and Ron, and got almost no sleep.
The next morning I dressed in some jeans and met with Yvonne and went to her place. When I got there I sensed something was different, but I don't know what. I removed my breasts and artificial nails and we both took a nap. About seven we started getting dressed and Michelle looked simply beautiful, me I looked OK in a Tux, but not something I was used to wearing. We went to a party with a bunch of Yvonne's co-workers and had a good time. Nothing really eventful happened. On January 2d I headed back out east, and a few days later I got a letter from Yvonne explaining how much she had enjoyed the holiday, but in fact had decided she was more interested in her new girlfriend than me, and did not see any future between us. I now knew what was different. I was hurt, but not surprised.
As for my role as Michelle, I did what many have done in the past, I put Michelle on hold for nearly 15 years, which you will have to wait to read about.