Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five

... and headed up the stairs to find his bathroom.

Turning on the hall light at the top of the stairs, I noticed all the hall doors were closed except for the one at the end of the hall. I walked to that open door and found his bedroom. His ex had cleaned him out here also. A box spring and mattress lay flat on the floor. A small cloth-covered milk crate held a single light and clock radio. Beside the closet door, a single dresser stood almost lonely. The two windows were covered with mini blinds but no curtains. I opened the closet door and thumbed through his clothes. Finding a long-sleeved white shirt, I slipped it from the hanger and took it to the bathroom.

Tying my hair up, I quickly showered, paying close attention to cleanse my pussy well. I dried off and let my hair down. Sliding my thong and thigh highs back on, I stepped into my heels again. Looking in the mirror, I applied a very red shade of lip gloss and a darker eye shadow. I used a generous amount of perfume. Brushing my hair out, I pulled it tightly back and into a tight ponytail behind my head. Finally, I slipped his white shirt on and rolled the sleeves up to my elbows. I buttoned all but the top three buttons. His shirt was too big on me, the tails extending below the tops of my stockings. With three buttons undone, the vee in front extended below my tits, exposing all of my succulent cleavage.

Surveying my appearance in the mirror, I grinned, knowing that I'd achieved the exact appearance I'd wanted ...

... for my second seduction of Dick that evening. I left the bathroom light on, leaving the door an inch ajar, and walked to his bedroom. Since there was no chair in the room, I walked across to the window furthest from the door. I opened the mini blinds slightly, letting some light shine in from outside, silhouetting my form. The hall light dimly lit the room. I leaned against the windowsill and waited for Dick.

Two, maybe three minutes passed. The hall light clicked off, and his form appeared in the doorway. He had his slacks on again, but his chest was naked. From his vantage point, all he could see was my silhouette.

"Sorry about the room, Gen,” he offered.

I spoke softly, "Everything we'll need is here, come in and close the door," I said.

He stepped inside and closed the door. I gave him a moment to allow his eyes to adjust to the dim light before I began a slow, seductive walk toward him. One foot was carefully placed in front of the other, his shirt swaying side to side with the suggestive movement of my hips.

I looked into his eyes and said, "I want you to turn on your night light, remove your slacks, and sit on the bed with your back against the wall. Don't say a word, Dick; do as I ask."

He didn't hesitate to undo his slacks as he walked to the small table. His slacks fell to the floor, and he bent down to turn on the small lamp. The single light bulb causes uneven light throughout the room.

I waited for him to settle down against the wall in the ...