Sandy's Journey - Sex Stories

Sandy's Journey

... balls sting a tiny bit. I eased it with some skin lotion, then went into the bedroom to dress. I slipped into the red panties and bra, then pulled the thigh-highs on. They came up to just below my crotch. I checked my look in the mirror. I was hot. Yes, I had my male haircut and a few other patches of hair. I wasn't a girl, but then I didn't know if I was ready to be a girl. I just wanted to play as one. Looking in the mirror, I saw a CD that I'd be happy to play with. I finished dressing. The socks and casual slacks hid a lot. I added a polo shirt and light sweater to hide my bra. It was very sexy feeling the lingerie underneath what the mirror showed to be a young business professional.

I didn't want to be too early or too late. Judy had said 6, so a few minutes after that was my goal. I let the car's nav system plot the route and watched the time, pulling into their driveway at 6:05. I'd picked up a decent bottle of mid-price wine the night before. I didn't want to look cheap, nor did I want to look like I was trying hard to impress. Momma said never show up empty-handed.

I rang the doorbell, and Dave answered within a minute. He was dressed much like I was, casual dressy. He shook my hand and welcomed me. He had a drink in his hand, entailing a bit of juggling while I tried to pass on my gift. We both laughed and he said, "You need to give that to Judy anyway. She's in the kitchen." He pointed the way, and said, "Can I get you a drink?"

"Whatever you have there ...

... is fine," I answered. I went tentatively off in the direction he'd pointed and found the kitchen at just the right moment. There was Judy, bent at the waist in front of me, getting something out of a low cabinet. Her ass was barely covered by a tight red dress. I savored the sight for only a second, then said "Hello."

Judy jumped, then laughed. "Hello, Sandy, come in. We almost got ahead of schedule there." I didn't know what that meant, but apparently there was some plan for later, something to look forward to. I delivered the wine, and then Dave came in with our drinks. We sat at the counter while Judy bustled around finishing dinner. With just the three of us, she said we'd skip the formal dining room and just use the breakfast area off the kitchen.

Judy's dress was astonishing - bright red and hugging every curve of her body. The fabric was just thick enough, and her body taut enough, that no lingerie lines showed. I found myself slightly distracted, wondering what was underneath it. At one point Dave slapped me on the back just to get my attention. His hand lingered there, and I wondered if he'd found my bra strap.

I won't bore you with dinner. It was very pleasant. The conversation was smart and amusing. Enough wine was consumed to ease all tensions. The food was excellent.

All three of us were on clean-up duty when Dave's phone rang. He looked at it for a moment, then apologized and said he had to take it. He wandered off towards the living room while Judy ...