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Futa across the street, continued
Date: 1/26/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: bylovefutas
I walked across the street to my house. My mind was spinning. It was so out of character. I mean a near 50 year old and a 25 year old. I couldn't really process it. But I know I wanted more. I went inside and put the two pill bottles on the table and sat down. I stared at them. What were they? Did they really work as Monique said? She said business was booming. Oh, what the hell. I got a glass of water and took the pills. Walked over by the window and stared across the street. It didn't help. My longing to get back with Monique was constant on my mind. Not much I could do about it now. Got something to eat. Went upstairs to the bedroom and got ready for bed. Staring at the ceiling visualizing Monique all over my body. I started to get hard and decided to save it for tomorrow. So put some music on to take my mind off of things. It really didn't work much but I eventually fell asleep. Woke up the next morning. Got some breakfast. Took the two pills as instructed. Went and took a shower. I made sure every part of me was cleaned including my rear. I wanted no accidents. Just doing this under the hot water started my arousal. No, I wanted to save myself. So change the water temperature to cool. Finished getting cleaned up and dressed. I decided to put on a pair of shorts with no underwear. A short sleeve polo shirt. Something easy to slip off and get down to fun. Stepped into some sandals and I went downstairs and looked out the window. Monique had left, her car was ...
... gone. Well, she did say she had some errands to run. I made some more lemonade and put it in the refrigerator. I checked the window again. Still no car. So, I decided to pick the place up and do some cleaning. Well, really to give me something to do to pass the time. My place wasn't messy or dirty. Living alone, I kept the place decent. But there's always a bit of tidying up to do to make the place really looking good. After doing the entire house, I grabbed a bite to eat. Finished that. Went and brushed my teeth. Used some mouthwash. After all, I wanted a fresh mouth for Monique. It was now about 1 pm. Went and looked out the window again and her car was back. I was excited. Is now the time to go over? Do I call first? I went and looked in the mirror, combed my hair, and decided to walk over. I was nervous like this was a first date. I got the the front door and knocked. I realized I had forgotten the lemonade. I heard a "come in." So I opened the door and took two steps and saw a black haired woman sitting on the couch. I damn near tripped over a suitcase by the door. My heart sank. Oh, no. Where's Monique. We had plans. This can't be happening to me. The black haired woman stood up, turned around and said " hi, my name in Lannie." I froze. This was the most gorgeous women I had ever seen. She was stunning. She was wearing a simple white blouse with a white bra on underneath. A simple black skirt down to her knees. Black nylon hose and simple black shoes ...