Beginnings – Day 7 –A New Friend

by Carolyn

  

Driving to Harry's club for my 10:00 appointment, I thought about the days ahead and the enormity of the job I had accepted. So far, living as a woman full time had been nothing short of a spectacular experience for me. I simply adored the sensuous feel of my clothing and felt tingly just thinking about my new found sex life. My goodness, Suzy was an amazing lover!

When I arrived at the club I had to focus. I had fallen into the trap of daydreaming far too often. Of course, all it took was a glance at my nails or a lick of my lipstick and my thoughts were ready to run amok! I got out of my car carefully – my pencil skirt was the tightest I had worn yet and I had to pay close attention to keeping my knees close together. The rubbing of my pantyhose as my legs pressed together was wonderful.

I walked into the club and Harry beamed at me.

"Carolyn, how wonderful you look today. I am so glad you're on time. I want to get over to the new club right away because the team is there ready to get started on the renovation."

With that said, he whisked me to his car and we were off. The club was only minutes away. When we went in I was dismayed. It was just an office building in rather shabby disrepair. For the life of me I couldn't imagine turning that mess into a party club.

We walked to the foreman of the team that was going to do the work. Harry introduced me to him, his name is Karl, and Karl took my hand and kissed it! My, how nice is this!

We walked through the building and I was quickly impressed with both men. They certainly knew what they were talking about. Clearly they have worked together in the past. It wasn't long before we were done and the guys were getting their gear ready to begin demolition.

"Let's get you out of here, my dear, before the work begins. I'd hate to see your sweater and skirt get dusty."

He took my hand and guided me through the building. Once outside, I commented on what I had seen. He explained that this is how all of his clubs looked before he renovated them.

"I don't want to just take over someone else's floor plan and tweak it to make it mine. I learned early on that making a club new and unique is a key to success."

"But Harry, that place is such a mess and so disorganized. I still don't have your vision for CC's."

"Fear not, my dear. Once the interior walls are cleared, you'll be able to see what I have in mind. For one thing, I've noticed you can't walk past a mirror without a quick peek. I understand because you are quite a nice sight. Did you notice all the guys checking you out as we toured the building?"

Of course, I had noticed and had loved the attention. I had paid careful attention to my walk and swayed gently feeling the stares of the men as we passed them. I was glad I had picked my tight skirt, partly because I liked the look but more because it made me conscious of my walk and ensured I took short, ladylike steps.

"Why Harry, I didn't notice a thing. Were they really looking?" I couldn't help but grin as I lied and he knew I had enjoyed the little show.

"Carolyn, I've told you before that you make a very attractive woman. I doubt that anyone we saw today thought of you as anything other than my female partner in this new venture. Even I lose sight of the fact that underneath everything you're a man. I've become quite used to you as a woman and still wish I could spend some intimate time with you."

"Oh Harry, you have no idea how often I think of being with you. I long to feel your arms around me and your lips on mine. Even now I would melt under your kiss."

Harry kept driving. I noticed he was hard and it was all I could do to keep my hands off his zipper. My tongue worked in my mouth as I imagined leaning over to pull him out and wrap my lips around him. I must have looked flushed because Harry asked if I was ok.

"Yes, darling Harry, I'm fine. Can't a girl indulge in a fantasy occasionally?" As I asked that I stared at his lap.

"Oh I see. You can't blame me Carolyn. I remember how it was to be with you. Having you sitting there in your tight skirt and flattering sweater has had its desired effect on me. Does that bother you?"

"Heavens no!" I replied. "I would be disappointed if you didn't like this outfit."

"Carolyn, it is not the outfit, although you do look terrific. It is the woman in the outfit that I can't get out of my mind. You're such a delightful person, so feminine and prim and yet I know sensuous you can be. I enjoy being with you as a person. I know many people and most could learn a thing or two about how a man or woman should treat other people. I've never seen you be rude or unkind. I often wish I hadn't hired you and yet I know you're just the gal for this job. I certainly would love to take you home right now!"

"Harry, you are such a dear man. I do feel like I've adopted a new personality as a woman. In my life I've met many people and I guess I'm trying to emulate the best traits of some of the women I've admired through the years. Of course, part of it is that I want people to like me and accept me as the woman I've become."

It felt so wonderful to talk with Harry like this. I felt that I could be entirely open with him and hoped he had similar confidence in our relationship. It was marvelous to hear how he admired my personality and femininity. I vowed to always be the woman he saw in me.

We arrived at the club and he walked me to my car. I was glad the day was young because I had hoped to see both Cindy and Felicia. I hooked my arm through Harry's as we strode down the street. It was a glorious day and I loved the feel of the breeze on my bare arms and hose.

When we arrived at my car, I gave Harry a soft kiss on the check. "I so enjoyed our time together, Harry. When do you want me to report for work?"

"I'd like you to come to this club on Monday, Carolyn. Nick will start to show you the ropes. Plan to be here around 5:00 and to stay until 10:00. Be prepared to learn! I expect that it will take about 6 weeks before CC's will be ready for business. By then you'll need to know the business and have a staff hired. When we get to the interior decorating, I'll want your input. We'll need a woman's touch to make this the place to be seen!"

"That's perfect, Harry. I'll be there on Monday and ready to dig in. I have some ideas about staffing that I've been thinking through. Perhaps I can talk them over with you then."

With that, Harry held my door for me as I eased my tightly skirted legs into the car.

"Toodles, Harry – see you Monday!"

Off I went. What a neat morning and how much I had to learn! I really wanted the pampering of a manicure so I called Cindy. She had time late in the afternoon and I booked an appointment.

I drove to Felicia's store and was happy to see she was there. I had feared she may have gone to lunch. When I walked in she lit up and came quickly to give me a hug.

"Oh my, Carolyn, look at that skirt. Are you having trouble walking and sitting?"

I laughed and confessed it took some concentration but that I had been enjoying the snugness. I told her about my meeting with Harry and that I was to start my job on Monday.

"Do you need anything new, dear, or are you set for the week?"

"Actually, I really just stopped to say Hi. I have time for lunch, if you do."

"That sounds great if you don't mind having someone join us. I have a regular customer who is shopping as we speak. He comes here because we are so discreet. I'd like you to meet him – and I know he'll get a kick out of meeting you."

"I certainly trust your judgment, Felicia. Which one is he?"

I was looking across the store and only saw a few shoppers. There was a younger man, about 35, that was browsing in the dress area. He seemed a bit self conscious.

"Is that him?" I asked.

"Yes. He buys a few things here and there. He knows about me and is comfortable when I wait on him. He has an interesting story that I think you'll enjoy. We were planning on lunch and I'm sure he'll be happy to have you join us."

"Won't he be embarrassed?"

Oh no, Carolyn," she answered. "I've introduced him to people before. I think he may be a good potential employee for you at CC's. If I tell him you may have a job for him I know he'll be interested in meeting you!"

We walked over to the man who looked up and smiled when he saw Felicia.

"Hi, Felicia! It is always good to see you."

"Hello, Don. I would like you to meet a good friend of mine, Carolyn. She is a manager of a new club that will be opening in town. It will be an alternative club catering to many of my customers."

"Hi Carolyn", Don said with averted eyes. He held out his hand and I took it and gave it a squeeze.

"Hello Don", I replied. "It is a pleasure to meet you. Felicia tells me you may be a good candidate for a job at my new club. We're going to call it CC's and I've just begun recruiting people to work for me."

"Felicia invited me to join you two for lunch. Do you mind? I'd love to tell you about the club and learn a bit about you."

"I guess that would be ok. Since Felicia told you about me I assume she mentioned I am one of her customers. As a woman, how do you feel about that? Will that be a problem for you if I were to work for you?"

Of course, just having him ask me for my woman's feelings about him gave me a tingle. I decided to see how long it would take before he realized who I really was.

"Actually, dear, you're just the kind of guy I'm looking for. Let's go have a bite to eat and we'll talk about it."

With that Felicia grabbed her purse and we left for lunch. Don was such a gentleman, holding the door for us and offering us each an arm as we walked down the street.

We entered the restaurant and Felicia requested a secluded booth in the back. I understood that I would be learning some personal things about Don and I sensed she was being protective of his privacy. He looked eager to talk about his background and I admit I was looking forward to hearing what he had to tell.

As I sat carefully and slid across the booth's seat, I realized I had been accepted as a woman by this stranger. Don had been checking out my outfit. It was obvious that he was less interested in the woman than he was the clothes she was wearing. I smiled at him and was rewarded with a smile in return. He seemed like a nice young man. I was eager to learn more.

  

  

  

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