The Compulsion

by Margaret Jeanette

 

Tori Hellmann sat reading the Saturday morning paper. She looked up to see Peter, her husband of two years walk through to get a cup of coffee. He was wearing a dark blue straight skirt with a red and white stripe up the side. He had on a white blouse with lace trimmed bell sleeves. She smiled at him as he passed through going back to his computer.

She stopped reading for some time, thinking of how he had told her on their second date that he had a compulsion. When she'd asked what the compulsion was he'd told her he liked to wear women's clothes from time to time. She already knew this was the man she wanted to marry, so she figured that it couldn't be that often he would indulge his compulsion. Now it was every Saturday morning for about four hours, then he would change into his men's clothes.

She wondered if she could get him to stop wearing those clothes. She knew she couldn't order him to stop, as she had agreed that even though she wouldn't help him she wouldn't stop him. She thought about how it has been a glorious two years that they were married.

Then she got a brainstorm. She went in to him and said, "As long as you are dressed like that why don't you do something besides play on the computer? You can dust and vacuum the living room."

He agreed and soon was dusting in the living room. She looked at him as he worked, and saw that he had gorgeous legs with the suntan stockings he had on. His red heels matched the stripe in his skirt. She watched as he was dusting and wondered why she hadn't thought about this sooner.

She was sitting at the table having a glass of orange juice when he was doing the carpeting. She thought to herself that this could work out for both of them. She wondered if instead of stopping him, if that was possible, she shouldn't maybe encourage him to wear dresses more often and do more work around the house. She didn't know.

He was doing the carpeting when his legs started to hurt a little. He wasn't used to being on his feet so long in heels. It wasn't bad and he felt good doing the cleaning. He was enjoying himself.

When he finished she told him he could hand wash and dry the dishes. There were the dishes from breakfast and from supper the night before. She was going to do them later, then decided to have him do them. She was amazed at how fast he got started on them.

He was busy when she saw a car pull into the driveway. It was her sister. She opened the door for her and invited her in.

Tori asked, "How come you aren't at the salon? I thought you worked every Saturday?"

Tricia, her sister, said, "I had a special job to do. Mrs. Jennings down the street fell and broke her leg. She can't get around real good and as she is a regular good customer we agreed to do her up at home."

Tori said, "That's really nice that you would do something like that. I never realized you did home visits."

"We don't do a lot but when one of our regular customers has something like that happen we try to help."

Tori said, "That's just great that you do things like that."

Tricia asked, "Where's Peter? I imagine he's on his computer as usual."

Tori said, "No, he's doing the dishes."

Tricia said, "Oh, the regular little housewife thing, huh?"

Tori told her, "He did this room, doing the dusting and cleaned the carpet, and now he is doing the dishes."

Peter heard Tori talking but couldn't make out what was being said. He knew she talked to herself at times so didn't think much of it.

Tricia said, "I have all my stuff in the car. I can make him up as a housewife if you want. If he is doing his wife thing then he should look like a wife."

Tori thought and felt mischievous and decided that maybe that would make him want to stop dressing if she had Tricia make him up.

Tori said, "He may look more like a housewife than you think. Do you really mean you would put make up on him?"

Tricia said, "Sure, he has fine facial features. I think I can do a passable job on him."

Tori said, "That would be funny. He has said how lucky I am to get to wear make up and do different hair styles."

Tricia said, "I'll get my stuff out of the car and be right back."

A couple of minutes later Tricia was back with two small cases and a bag. Tori wondered if she really wanted to go through with this. Then she thought, maybe this would be enough to put a stop to his dressing. She thought that anyhow he would never let her put make up on him.

Tori called in a loud voice, "Take a break! Bring two cups of coffee in here."

Peter heard her and thought she must have something on her mind that she wants to talk about. It is probably about that pool she wants in the back yard. Someone's having a sale on pools. He got the two cups of coffee and took them into the living room.

His jaw dropped and he almost dropped the coffee when he saw Tricia there. He couldn't say anything he was so shocked.

Tricia broke the silence saying, "He is already dressed as a housewife. What a surprise! I know I can make him look better."

Tori said, "I am sure you can. Peter, Tricia is going to make you up. Then you can see what you can look like if you try. You always said how lucky I am to get to wear make up. Now you can see for yourself what we women have to go through to look pretty."

"I don't know about that. I never thought about make up. I don't think it's a good idea."

Tricia said, "Come on Peter. It will be fun. You can get a chance to see how nice you can look. Be a good sport and let me do my thing on you."

He agreed reluctantly and both women were all smiles. Tori thought he would have fought more, and not agreed to it at all. She started anticipating how he would look. This was becoming fun.

Tricia put a nylon shawl over his shoulders and clipped it in back. She started with foundation and showed him how to apply it. She put some blush on his cheeks and worked it in, telling him the little secrets to doing it. When she said she wanted to tweeze a couple of eyebrow hairs he didn't know about that. She convinced him that it would help his overall looks so he agreed.

Tori sat watching and was amazed at how feminine looking he was becoming. She never thought she would see the day he would allow something like this. She thought she could maybe take it further. He sat there more passive than she ever thought she would see him.

Tricia had his eyes done with eyeliner, eye shadow and mascara. She finished with his lipstick. It was a bright red that matched the red in his skirt. Then she said there was only one more thing she could do and that was his nails. She had him put his fingertips in a bowl of solution, then did his cuticles and glued on false nails that extended a quarter inch past his fingers. She painted his nails to match his lips.

When she was done she had him go look at himself in the mirror in he bathroom. He looked and couldn't believe it was him.

When he got back Tori said it was lunchtime and told him to fix all three of them some lunch. The two women went back into the living room as he started to cook a light lunch. He finished the dishes as it cooked.

The two women talked as he was making lunch. Tricia said all he needed was a wig to really be able to pass as a woman. She said they had some at the salon and it was too bad he couldn't come down there. Tori asked why she couldn't take him with her and fit him with one. She said she would pay for it. Tricia agreed but told Tori that he would have to wait until she was done to get a ride home. Tori asked if there was anything to keep him occupied until then. Tricia told her she was sure she could find something to keep him occupied.

They finished lunch and both women complimented him on a delicious meal. After they had eaten he was picking up the dishes from the table and thinking that this was the longest he had been dressed this way ever. After he finished he went back into the bathroom to look at himself again.

When he joined the ladies Tori said, "Tricia says all you need to complete the look is a wig. She offered to take you to get one at the salon. Isn't that a good idea?"

Peter replied, "I don't think so. I have never been out dressed like this."

Tori said, "Come on, let her complete the look! See how you can look if you try. Do it for me!"

He thought, she had never encouraged his dressing before and now she was telling him to go further. He wanted to go but was afraid to go out in public.

Tricia said, "I park in back. All you have to do is go in the back door with me and I'll bring a wig for you. It won't take five minutes. Come on, give it a try!"

Against his better judgment he agreed. Tricia took him by the arm and soon he was sitting in her car. He wondered if he wasn't making a mistake but at the same time wondered how he would look in a wig. They made the ten-minute drive to the salon without any problems. Tricia escorted him inside and told him to wait in the little break area they had back there. Quickly she was back and fitting a honey blond wig that matched his hair color on his head. She told him he had to wear the wig cap for proper fit and comfort. The curls cascaded down to the center of his back.

She gushed with glee as she told him how nice he looked. He looked around, but there were no mirrors in the room. She told him to come with her so he could see how nice he looked. She took him up front and when he saw how he looked he knew he'd never thought he could look that good.

She said she had a client coming in in ten minutes and that he could go back to the break room and read magazines if he wanted. He asked why Tori couldn't pick him up. He called but no one answered. Tricia then got an idea. She took him back in the shop and showed him the tanning beds. She told him it would kill some time if he wanted to get a tan. She soon had him convinced to try it. She had him strip down to his bra and panties. She smiled when she saw the bikini panties he had on. They had an inch of lace trim around the waist and leg holes. She removed his stuffing in his bra and had him lie down on he tanning bed. She told him she would be back for him when it was time to get out.

She went and took care of her customer. It took a little longer than she expected and she forgot about him. When she remembered him it was a lot longer tan the usual time. She headed back wishing she had set the timer instead of leaving it on manual.

When she opened it she saw he was dozing. She gently woke him up. She saw he had a deep, deep tan. She knew he would never cover the tan lines from the bra. She saw the tan had even imprinted the lace pattern of the bra cups on his chest. She didn't say anything.

She told him it would be about two hours yet. She said she had another customer coming in any moment. Then she got an idea and had him follow her up front. She took him over to the shampoo station and told him how they shampooed client's hair. She told him he could do that to pass the time. He didn't know why but he agreed to do it. Five minutes later he was shampooing a woman's hair.

He had done six women's hair when Tricia said it was time to go home. He was surprised that he had gotten eight dollars in tips. As they pulled into the driveway Tricia told him she would see him Sunday night. He asked why and she explained that it took a special remover to get the make up off and asked if he wanted to keep it on for work on Monday. He vehemently said he didn't want it on for work. Tricia laughed and said she would see him tomorrow evening.

He went inside and Tori was just coming out of the bedroom when she saw him. She couldn't believe that he was her husband. She looked at him and he was beautiful.

She asked, "How did you like the beauty salon?"

He told her, "It wasn't like I thought it would be. I actually enjoyed myself there. I got tanned and did some shampoos. I got eight dollars in tips. I can't believe I went out dressed like I am. I never thought I would see the day."

She said, "Well we'll have to get you out more, that's all there is to it. It's too late to make something for supper so let's eat out."

He exclaimed, "With me like this?"

She said, "Sure, why not? You look good enough. If we go to the right place I am sure all the men will be falling all over you."

He asked, "What will I do if that happens? As soon as I say anything they will know I am a man in a dress!"

She said, "Just speak in a loud whisper. It will sound sexy and they will never know until they get you in bed."

She was laughing so hard she got tears in her eyes. She went and got him a purse and handed it to him. Fifteen minutes later they were seated at one of the area's leading steak houses. After they ordered he told her about the make up and that Tricia was coming over tomorrow night to get it off.

Tori said, "Yes my sister told me about their house make up. That is why they get so many brides there to do their make up. It doesn't come off readily. She really did a bang up job on you. I never thought you could look so good in make up. Maybe I'll call her and tell her not to bother coming to take it off. "

He said, "Don't even say anything like that! I have to go to work on Monday and I can't go wearing make up. What would the others say? Mrs. Sorenson doesn't seem like the type to take to such a change very easy."

Tori was laughing at his discomfort. She was only teasing but then she wondered if she could send him to work in a dress. She knew Mrs. Sorenson and she thought she could get her to go along with it. Then she dismissed the idea even though he seemed more submissive now.

They continued eating and making small talk. Then she said, "Tomorrow we can go on a picnic. We can go to Twin Peaks State Park and do a little hiking. How does that sound?"

He said, "Normally it would sound good but with this make up on I would have to wear a dress. I don't know about hiking in a dress."

She said, "We'll stay on the paved trails. Come on, it will be fun. I'll pack a picnic lunch and we can have some fun."

He agreed but had his doubts about it. Before their dessert came he had to go to the bathroom. Tori accompanied him to the women's room and when he was returning to the table he could sense men looking at him. This bothered but at the same time excited him.

Back at home Tori said that didn't go so bad and he agreed. They sat on the couch and kissed for some time. Tori thought it was strange kissing her lip-sticked husband but enjoyed it. She wondered why she had never taken part in his thing before. She reasoned it was part of who he was and she loved the total him.

They adjourned to the bedroom and when she undressed she saw the tan lines of his brassiere and the lace on it. Well, that's my Peter now, she said to herself. Then she handed him a lavender nightgown to wear. He took it and put it on. He felt divine in it and told her so. She smiled at his use of the word divine. They got into bed and soon were well into foreplay.

She quickly had him hard and before he could do anything she was on top of him. She lowered herself on him and started serious lovemaking. They came just about simultaneously. When she got off of him they were both exhausted. They fell asleep intertwined.

The next morning when he appeared in the kitchen to get his wake up cup of coffee Tori asked him why he never got a lavender dress, as the lavender nightgown looked so good on him. He told her he never thought of it and he couldn't remember ever seeing one.

After breakfast while he was getting dressed Tori put together a picnic lunch. She packed some chocolate wafer cookies she knew he really liked. She wondered about how she really felt with him in a dress. Before she'd tolerated it but now she liked what she saw. She never thought she would accept him this way. She decided to go with the flow. It might be fun.

 

He wore a light blue and white checked dress that, when he was putting it on, he remembered was the first dress he had bought after they had gotten married. He liked this dress because it had a full skirt and the full petticoat under it made the skirt stick out some. He wore his white strappy shoes with it. They had a two-inch heel that he could manage easily.

When Tori asked him why he was wearing heels he told her that was all he had. He never bought any flats, as he normally didn't dress for this long a period. She put on shorts and a cut off top with tennis shoes for walking. She thought about how different they were dressed.

She drove the thirty miles to the park and when they arrived they decided to take the five-mile trail. It was a pleasant walk and they met about a half dozen people going to the end and no one of them gave them a second look. At the end of the trail was a scenic overlook. They enjoyed the view for quite a while, then started back.

Less than half way back Peter's legs started hurting. He told Tori about it and she told him he would have to get some flats or tennies like she had. He never thought tennies looked very attractive. He made a mental note to get some flats.

When they arrived back at the car they took their picnic lunch to a table off the parking area and were eating. A young man at the next table started a conversation with them. Tori answered all his questions. He finished eating and stopped by their table. When he said good by to them he said he liked shy girls. This brought a hearty laugh from Tori.

The young man left and Tori said, "You could have had a boyfriend. He wasn't interested in me at all! See, you are so pretty that I am not even noticed."

Peter said, "It isn't my fault he didn't have good taste. I think you are beautiful no matter what he thought."

Tori said, "Maybe it's because you are dressed so nice and I am dressed like this."

They headed home and as they were going Tori asked him if he ever picked a feminine name while he was dressed. He told her he favored Joanne. She said that was a very nice name and that she would call him that when he was dressed.

Then she shocked him when she said, "I'll tell our friends to call you Joanne when you are dressed."

He quickly came back with. "Don't you dare! This isn't something I want to get out. I stayed dressed and agreed to go today because I didn't think anyone we knew would see me. I am not going to dress where anyone I know will see me."

She told him she was just kidding but that he was so pretty he should let their friends see how pretty he is. She said Halloween is coming up and then he should dress up for their Halloween party. He agreed that wouldn't be so bad.

They arrived home and got settled. When it was time for supper he agreed to make chicken on the grill. They had a six-foot privacy fence so he wasn't worried about the neighbors seeing him.

He was at the grill when Tricia called. Tricia told Tori that her boyfriend's car had broken down in Crescent City, which was a good two hundred miles away, and that with it being Sunday the garage mechanic told them it would be tomorrow before he could get another timing belt. She said he told them he would order one first thing in the morning but it wouldn't be there until late afternoon as no local stores carried foreign car parts. He told them he had the tools and instruments to fix it but it probably would be Tuesday some time before he would have it done.

Tori was told to call the salon and let them know what happened to her. Tori said she would and told Tricia she hoped everything worked out for them.

When Tori told Peter about what had happened to Tricia and that she wouldn't be over to get his make up off he was devastated. He was at the edge of panic and couldn't think of what to do, Tori suggested calling his boss and telling her that he couldn't come into work tomorrow. He told her he had to go in to get the quarterly figures out on time. He finally agreed to have Tori call Mrs. Sorenson to see what she said about it.

After supper Tori called Mrs. Sorenson and apologized for calling on a Sunday evening. She explained that her sister had put make up on Peter and that her sister had to bring special remover over to get it off. Then she explained about Tricia's problem and that Tricia wouldn't be back before Tuesday at the earliest. She asked if he cold come to work in a feminine style or would it cause too much uproar. Mrs. Sorenson said she didn't think it would cause too much uproar as most of the time he was in his office anyway. She said to send him to work in anything she thought was appropriate for office wear. Laughing, Mrs. Sorenson said no bikinis. Mrs. Sorenson thanked her for calling and Tori hung up.

He wasn't real happy to hear that he had to go to work tomorrow as a woman. Tori told him it might not be so bad as he was in his office most of the day anyway. That night without Tori telling him he put the lavender nightgown on again. Tori again told him how nice he looked in it.

The next morning after he shaved he tried to wash the make up off. Nothing touched it. Finally he decided he had to get dressed. He ended up wearing his navy blue dress with the white lace trimmed collar and lace at he hem with three rows of the delicate lace ringing the skirt just up from the hem. He wore his navy blue pumps with the three-inch heel. When he checked himself in he mirror he didn't see anything that said man in a dress.

He arrived at work five minutes before everyone else, and was safely in his office when they arrived. He could hear them talking but couldn't make out what was being said. He was surprised when Mrs. Sorenson came into his office. She looked at him closely.

Then she said, "Would you stand up so I can see the whole outfit? From what I see you look pretty good."

He stood and she told him to step away from his desk and to do a turn around. He did as she asked. When he turned where he could see her she was smiling. He felt better that she didn't seem angry with him.

She said, "You are dressed in a perfect office attire. I am impressed at how good you look. You look better in that than you do in your suits and your slacks and sport coat. With what you have on you could be a model for office wear. Your outfit is feminine but not overly so. You project a business as usual look. At our next staff meeting I would like to use you as an example of how to dress for the office. Do you mind?"

He said, "Do I have to be there?"

She said, "Everyone has to be at all staff meetings if at all possible. I think I can explain it to the rest of the staff so you shouldn't be embarrassed very much. Your wife told me she calls you Joanne. Do you mind if I call you Joanne?"

He said, "I don't think it makes any difference what you call me as long as it isn't an ex-employee."

She laughed at his humor. She told him there would be the regular staff meeting at eleven o'clock. She left and he wondered if he would be brave enough to attend or not. He wondered what the girls would say. He was the only male in an office with nine women and he was very proud of his masculinity at work.

At eleven he trudged to Mrs. Sorenson's office. There was chairs set up in a circle. That shot sitting in back. Mrs. Sorenson smiled at him as he entered. It made him feel a little better but he had a feeling of dread as the rest of the staff filed in.

Several of the girls gave him a funny look as Mrs. Sorenson started by saying, "I have a couple of things to share with you. One is lately I have noticed that some of you have let your dress sense slip a little like last week when two of you cane to work, one in Capri pants and one in sweat pants. I would like to see a little more class than that. Today I saw someone who in my mind epitomizes the best-dressed office person. Joanne would you please stand up and do a turn for us."

Blushing so bad it could be seen through the make up he stood and did a turn. He heard one of the girls gasp. He knew she recognized him. He sat back down.

Mrs. Sorenson continued, "Peter allowed his sister-in-law to practice on his face. She is a cosmetologist and put long lasting make up on his face. She was supposed to be back last night to remove it but car trouble out of town prevented her from removing it. Peter came to work anyway. That's dedication, he could have called in sick and no one would have been the wiser. That's the kind of dedication I like to see in my employees. I want you to treat him like you would one another. That means no derogatory comments or any harassment. From what I understand his sister-in-law should be back tomorrow night but that's not for sure."

She continued, "I don't want a contest to see who can wear the most expensive outfit but it would be nice to see you all in good taste in your office attire. Thank you for your attention. Any questions?"

Gloria asked, "He looks so good I am wondering if I can get her name so she can do me."

Peter said he would be glad to give her name to anyone who wanted it. The meeting ended with three girls surrounding him wanting Tricia's phone number. He thought about giving them her home phone number but decided to tell them where she worked instead. He left and was walking back to his office when Susan followed him.

He was at his door when Susan asked if he could talk for a few minutes. Susan came into his office and sat down. He figured she wanted Tricia's number also.

Susan said, "I've seen your wife and you two are not the same size. You walk too good in heels to not have had a lot of practice. How long have you been dressing up?"

He said, "I don't see where any of that is any of your business. For your information I have been wearing heels all weekend and we got this dress last night just before the stores closed."

Susan said, "Don't get angry with me. I'll tell you something that will surprise you. My husband dresses up and I think he is great when he does. He helps me with the housework and is a good one for an opinion of how something looks on me. I thought maybe we could get together sometime. I guess I was wrong. I'm sorry!"

Peter said, "No, I guess I took you wrong. I'll tell you something if you promise not to breath a word to another soul."

Susan promised and he told her he was wearing a dress when Tricia stopped over and that he had never wore make up before she did him up.

Susan smiled and said she knew he walked too good to have just started. She told him her husband just graduated to four inch heels and was having a hard time getting used to the extra height. They laughed and agreed to get together some time.

He sat in his office and wondered how he allowed this to happen. Nothing works out like you think sometimes. His phone rang and it was Mrs. Sorenson. She asked him if he was OK with what she had said in the meeting. He told her it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. She told him that as long as he was wearing a dress to use the women's rest room and see the benefits they get. She said she expected him to use the things in there.

His interest was roused and he did have to go to the bathroom. He went to the women's room. After he sat and did his thing he looked at the counter. There was every type of hair product there plus all sorts of perfumes. He smelled three perfumes before he sprayed one on himself. He smelt very feminine and felt light on his feet as he walked back to his office.

He arrived home and was surprised to see that Tori wasn't there yet. She was always home before he was. He went in and sat down in the living room watching television. As usual he dozed off and didn't wake up until Tori was shaking him. She wanted to know all about his day. He pretended it was terrible and she looked shocked.

Then he said, "It really wasn't bad. Mrs. Sorenson had a staff meeting and used me as an example of how the girls should dress for the office and Susan came in my office and we talked. Her husband likes to dress and she suggested we get together some time. I told her it sounded good but I don't know. I'll leave it up to you. Other than that nothing much else is new."

Tori asked, "Why do you smell different. You smell like you are wearing perfume or something."

He told her, "Oh yes, I forgot. Mrs. Sorenson said I should use the women's room as long as I was in a dress. They have every conceivable type of hair product in there and an impressive amount of perfumes also. I used some called White Ice or something. I liked the smell of it so I sprayed some on myself."

Tori said, "I stopped after work and picked up a surprise for you. As nice as you smell you can see it after we eat and you have your bath. I promise you will like it."

As they were eating Peter/Joanne wondered what it was. Tori was wondering why she didn't like his dressing before. Since Saturday she has had such fun doing things with and for him. Secretly she hoped Tricia would call and say it was going to take longer for the car to get fixed. She was afraid to tell Peter she preferred him in dresses. Then she thought it might be the newness of it all and the odd circumstances that forced him to be wearing dresses.

They finished supper and he couldn't wait to take his bath. Tori told him to pat himself dry and to use the powder puff on the counter afterwards. He finished the bath and as she told him, he called to her. He heard her almost running toward the bathroom. She took a towel to blindfold him and led him into the bedroom.

She removed the blindfold and when his eyes adjusted he saw a lavender dress lying on the bed. He looked it and got tears in his eyes. Tori had never bought anything like that for him before. He gingerly picked it up and looked at it. It had a white stretch lace top and a lavender skirt. The was a lavender silk lined jacket that accompanied it. He was in heaven.

Tori asked him if he liked it. He told her he loved it. She said he could wear it tomorrow and he could hardly wait. She told him she stopped at Christy's and when the saleslady showed it to her she knew it had to be for him. She showed him a pair of lavender pumps she had got to go with it. He looked and saw they had a five-inch heel and asked how she expected him to walk in them. She told him that was all she could find in lavender shoes.

Tori had him put the shoes on and practice walking. After ten minutes of walking he knew he could walk in them with out breaking an ankle or leg but they were already making his legs ache. He kept thanking Tori for the dress. She was enjoying his happiness with him.

They talked about fashion and colors to wear. Tori was surprised at how knowledgeable he was in these areas. She was enjoying his company immensely.

At bedtime she handed him a coral baby doll top and told him to just wear the top for now. He put it on and played with the lace-trimmed ruffles as he lay on the bed. Tori immediately started kissing him and they began a long period of foreplay. Then she mounted his raging hard-on and started intercourse. It was so heavenly for both of them. When they had finished both were exhausted. He got up and put the panties that went with the top on. They both slept a beautiful sleep with dreams of each other.

The next morning he had the lavender dress on. Tori told him it was him. She was so profuse in her compliments that he was blushing. She told him she would treat him to supper out that night. She gave him a deep kiss before he left for work.

He arrived before everyone else and headed for the ladies room. He sprayed himself with the White Ice and headed for his office. He wasn't there five minutes before Mrs. Sorenson came in. She had him model his outfit and when she complimented him on it he told her Tori had gotten it at Christy's for him last night. Mrs. Sorenson told him the staff meeting would be at ten because she was going to be gone all afternoon and had to prepare before she left.

At ten he proudly headed for the staff meeting. The girls all complimented him on his outfit. He was blushing steady and thanked each one of them.

Mrs. Sorenson started the meeting by saying tomorrow she would be handing out a gift certificate for Hansen's Dress Shop to celebrate a new record quarter. She said, "We beat a five year old record. It is gratifying to see the progress we are making. If this continues we will have to hire additional staff and that is a plus for us. I know everyone here can use the gift certificate without exception."

Susan asked, "What about Peter or Joanne? Is he going to continue as he is today?"

Mrs. Sorenson asked him about it. He said, "I wasn't thinking of continuing this. Tricia should be back tonight and get the make up off of me."

Mrs. Sorenson said, "We can't force him to continue wearing dresses but let's take a vote. All those who think he should continue to dress as he is now say aye."

There was a chorus of ayes. The girls all spoke at once and Mrs. Sorenson called the meeting to order and then called on each girl individually to say her opinion. Each girl told him they liked him a lot better when he was wearing a dress. Each girl told him they saw him as a friend and they all wanted to see what he would wear next. He told them he would continue for the rest of this week but then would decide if he would continue after that. They seemed satisfied with that.

The meeting ended and Susan and Gloria asked him to join them for lunch. They went for lunch. He was surprised at lunch as Gloria told him she thought he was very brave to wear a dress in public. She kept patting his hand as she talked to him. She said she was so impressed she thought about seeing if she could get her boyfriend to dress up for her. She asked him how Tori got him into a dress.

He made up a story that satisfied Gloria and she was all complimentary to him. She and he were never this close before but he decided that she wasn't so bad after all. Susan told him she was glad he agreed to wear dresses for the rest of the week. They agreed to go together to Hansen's Dress Shop tomorrow noon and only grab a sandwich to eat.

Back at the office the first thing he did was take the heels off. His legs were killing him. He sat at his desk and thought about what all the girls had said about him in a dress. He couldn't believe they all wanted him to continue wearing them. Then he started thinking about Tori and how she had changed. He thought about how by buying this dress for him she was telling him she accepted his cross-dressing. Then he wondered how she really felt about all of this .It bothered him that she was going all out it seemed to keep him in dresses. He wondered why and wondered if there was someone else that she saw as more manly than him.

He arrived home just before she did. She was again complimentary of how nice he looked. They left to go to eat. They went to a steak house they liked.

When they started eating he told her about the staff meeting. When he told her about the vote and how it went she raised her eyebrows.

She asked, "What did you decide? It is hard to go against something when everyone is telling you to continue wearing dresses."

He said, "I told them I probably would continue for the rest of his week but made no promises after that. I hope that is all right with you. I guess I got caught up in all of their compliments and comments. I should have been more forceful I know but I was overwhelmed by everything."

Tori said, "It's all right with me. I like the new you. Last night when we were talking about colors and fashion I really enjoyed having someone to talk to about that. It is better than us sitting there watching television and not talking to one another."

He said, "It bothers me that you suddenly changed your attitude towards all of this. I am afraid you will find someone more manly than me. I am afraid I will lose you."

She said, "Put your mind at ease on that, Joanne. I love you and only you. This is great because I have a loving husband and a girlfriend all wrapped up in one. Before when you dressed you looked like a man in a dress but when you are made up you look like an entirely different person. When I saw what changes Tricia made to you I saw a new you. I liked what I saw. You no longer looked like a man in a dress."

He felt a lot better hearing this and continued, "You don't seem to be bothered that I am going to continue until the end of the week and I am glad. It bothered me what you would think. I am glad you are accepting my dressing but at the same time these doubts creep into my mind. It is bothersome to me."

Tori explained to him, "You have nothing to worry about. I love you and only you. I have come to believe that all of this is part of who you are and I accept it. I love the total you and if wearing dresses is part of that I can live with that. You have to stop worrying about it."

He said, "Thank you for saying that. I will stop worrying about it. I love you more than anything in this world and I guess that is why I worried so much."

They finished their meal and were heading home. They were on their way when Tori convinced him to get his ears pierced. They stopped and when they left he had two colorful studs in each ear. She was so happy with him that when they got in the car she kissed him full on the lips. When they got home Tori told him she had to do a quick run. Twenty minutes later she was back with a bag and a big smile on her face. She told him wait until bedtime.

When Tricia arrived they sat and talked. She had brought her one case in to remove his make up. When they were done explaining that he didn't want it removed until the weekend she got her other case and redid his make up. When he told her about the girls wanting her to do their make up she was ecstatic. She gave him a kiss on the cheek

Tricia left and he couldn't wait to see what Tori had gotten. Finally it was time for bed. When he was fully undressed Tori told him to stay that way. He watched as she grabbed the bag. She pulled out a box and opened it. Then she went ta da and produced a pair of breast forms. She glued them on his chest.

"These will give you a more realistic look. They are a lot better than those socks you have been using. These will give you that jiggle to really complete the look. Walk around and see how they jiggle"

He did and they jiggled freely. She saw he had tears of happiness in his eyes. He was amazed at how his balance felt different with the additional weight on his chest. He was extremely happy with them. He gave Tori a lingering kiss before they got into bed. In bed he kissed her some more.

The next morning he put on his yellow dress with the red roses embroidered on the top part. He walked around feeling his breasts moving around in his bra cups. Tori adjusted his bra tighter and his breasts still jiggled when he moved. Tori laughed at the expressions on his face. She couldn't remember a time they had had this much fun together. She hoped it would never end.

He arrived at work and when everyone saw him they all said how different he looked. Some told him that yellow must be his color. Some told him he looked a lot happier than they remembered him. At the eleven o'clock staff meeting the certificates were handed out. Joanne wondered what she could buy with the hundred dollars. Having never been to that store she didn't know the price range they carried. She hoped she could maybe find two dresses that would take her to the end of the week. As the meeting ended Mrs. Sorenson asked him to stay after. He worried that he had done something wrong and she was going to chew some butt.

Everyone had filed out but him. Mrs. Sorenson looked at him and said, "You look beautiful. I have noticed that the girls are doing a lot of talking about you. It seems they like the new you. I hope you decide to continue after this week but I am not pressuring you. You decide what you want to do. I think it is important that a person is comfortable in being who they want to be. This isn't a bribe to get you to do something you don't want to do but I have an extra certificate and I have decided to give it to you. Think of it as a bonus for your good work. I know it is hard to work in an office that is all women but you and I appreciate your work."

He said, "Thank you very much. I have to talk things over with my wife before I make a hard decision about what I am going to wear next week. I am sure you understand. Thank you again, I really appreciate it."

He left and found Susan and Gloria waiting for him. They were anxious to get going. Hansen's was a block away so they walked there. They chatted as they walked and he enjoyed the camaraderie they were having.

At the store he was surprised that they weren't high priced. He found a blue dress with vertical pleats that were trimmed with lace on the upper part. It had a full skirt with a multi-layer petticoat sewn in. He laid it in his cart very gently and continued shopping. Three dresses down he spotted a rose colored dress with a tiered skirt. He had to have it. It joined the other one in his cart. He still had one hundred ten dollars to spend.

He moved to another rack and saw a tailored black dress with little red rosebuds printed on it. It had red trim at the neck and sleeves. It joined the rest. Then he spotted a sale rack that Gloria was looking through. He went there and soon had three more dresses in his cart. He did a quick add and found he had thirty-five dollars left to spend.

Then he spied a dress he knew he had to have if they had it in his size. It was a black western style dress with yellow roses embroidered on the shoulders and had a horizontal fringe in front and on the hem of the skirt. The sleeves also had fringe hanging from them. He asked the saleslady where he could find that dress. She led him halfway across the store and showed him the rack with that style of dress hanging on it. He couldn't decide if he wanted the black or the red or the blue on. Finally he settled on the black. When he looked at the price he saw he would have to put almost ten dollars in with the certificates. He decided to take it.

When all three were done and had checked out Gloria and Susan mentioned about how he had gotten so many dresses. He told them he put some money in with the certificate. They were satisfied with that. They put the purchases in their cars and grabbed a sandwich at the deli on the first floor of their building and headed back to work.

That evening he showed Tori all of the dresses he had gotten. He told her about he second certificate and that he had to put ten dollars to the total. She was impressed with his purchases and silently wished she had been with him when he was shopping. She handed him a gift-wrapped box. He opened it and found a bottle of White Ice perfume. She told him he smelled so nice she figured he needed some when he was at home. He immediately refreshed his smell by spraying some on his wrists and neck.

The next morning he put the rose colored dress on. Tori told him he looked so sedate in it. She told him the paler colors seemed to bring out more color in him. He blushed and she laughed seeing him blush like that.

At work Gloria and Susan both raved about Tricia and how wonderful she was. He agreed with them and they enjoyed a good laugh as they compared coloring and colors used for make up. Gloria teased him telling him he should have her use darker colors for his make up. He said he lets her choose what colors she thinks look best on him. They went to lunch and had an enjoyable time laughing at the littlest things. He was having so much fun he couldn't believe it only started this week. Gloria kidded him as they walked back to the office saying that his skirt looked like a big bell and she was waiting for it to start ringing. This brought a round of laughter from all of them.

That evening during supper he told Tori about how much fun it was with the girls now. Tori knew what he was talking about. She told him it was something women developed that men never seem to. She said he was becoming more and more feminine.

Then he surprised her saying, "I don't know about next week. I would like to go back to being a man but at the same time I am having so much fun this week that I don't want it to end. What do you think?"

Tori told him, "I will be happy with whatever you decide. If you decide to wear men's clothes so be it. If you decide to wear dresses then I will still have my best girlfriend and that will make me happy also. It's your decision, you have to make it."

This didn't tell him anything that he wanted to know. He wished she would say something that would let him know which way to go. His mind was in a turmoil. He wanted to get back to dressing as a man but at the same time he wanted to continue to wear the dresses.

The next day was casual Friday. He wore his plainest dress. It was a basic black A-line skirt with white lace trim. It accentuated his breasts but not that bad he thought. As soon as everyone was at work Gloria asked him to join them at lunch. She told him it would be their treat to him.

At the eleven o'clock staff meeting Mrs. Sorenson told him he looked very nice. She talked about how good this week was going. She announced that they would be hiring three more people to help with the work. The rest of the meeting was taken up with the usual small stuff.

As they were leaving she asked Joanne to wait. He waited and she asked him if he had decided about next week yet. He told her he didn't know yet. She told him she didn't care about how he dressed but that his dressing was a good part of how this week went. She told him she noticed the girls seem to be accepting him as one of them. He left wondering why everyone seemed to be pushing for him to remain in skirts.

Gloria and Susan were waiting for him to go to lunch. They told him that Beth would be joining them also. He was surprised when Gloria told him to get into her car. The four of them ended up at a supper club that served noon business lunches. They were soon seated at a corner table. They ordered and he wondered what was going on as he saw the three of them looking conspiratorially at one another.

Gloria broke the silence saying, "We have been picked as a committee of three to convince you to continue wearing dresses. All of the women think you are friendlier and are interacting with us better than you did before. We believe it is because of what you are a wearing. We want you to continue."

Susan said, "Besides you are our role model now. We try to emulate you. Haven't you noticed that we are dressing better this week? I think it is like a contest of who can dress the best and take the most pride in how we look."

Beth said, "I had Tricia do my make up last night. She thinks the world of you. She said and I agree that you look better dressed as a woman than dressed as a man. You have added so much to the office this week that I hate to see it change. If I had a magic wand I would change you completely so you would continue to wear dresses. I find myself thinking of you as a closer friend now than I did before. Won't you please tell us that you will continue as you are now?"

He carefully chose his words saying, "I wish I could tell you that I will continue but I have to have a long talk with my wife. I think she wants me to continue but she hasn't said one way or the other. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I want to keep making her happy. When I know what she thinks I will know what to do. It is gratifying to hear your support of what I am doing. I really appreciate it. This has been the most enjoyable week I have ever had at work."

Beth said, "I told Tricia it is too bad she doesn't have some magic make up that would make you stay this way. She said it would be up to you how long you stayed this way. All we want is to let you know we like the new you and want you to continue."

He noticed the time and said they were going to be late. Gloria said, "That's all right. We told Mrs. Sorenson about what we were going to do and she told us to keep you until you agreed to stay in dresses. She likes the changes that she sees and thinks you brought about. Now, why don't you tell us you will continue as you are now?"

He explained again that he had to talk it over with Tori. Finally it was time to get back. The girls didn't know what he was going to do but felt they had done their best to convince him.

Back at his office he wondered about all the girls had said. He was surprised they were so forward in their opinions. He was glad they accepted his compulsion but at the same time afraid of losing Tori. He wondered how long before she grew tired of the whole thing.

As he was leaving his office to go home Mrs. Sorenson asked him if he had made his decision. He told her no and she said she knew it wasn't an easy decision to make and that the easiest thing would be to revert to the men's clothes but that we all have to make a hard decision sometimes.

That night he told Tori about all that had happened to him. He said he didn't know what to do. He asked her to help him make the right decision. She told him she wouldn't tell him what to do but she could give him a hint. He figured he had to grab anything to aid in the decision and told her any help would be appreciated.

She left the room and soon returned with a small black jeweler's box. She handed it to him and he wondered if there was going to be cuff links or some women's jewelry in it. He was afraid to open it. Finally he couldn't stand it any longer and opened it.

It contained a pair of gold dangly earrings. As he opened it Tori said, "Maybe you can wear them Monday."

He got tears in his eyes and gave her a big kiss. They talked for quite some time and agreed that maybe on one of the weekend days he could wear his men's clothes. Tori told him he was more open with her this week than he had ever been before. She told him she thought she loved him more now than before.

Saturday morning he came into the dining area wearing his straight blue skirt and white blouse outfit. Tori were surprised because she thought he would be dressed in jeans and a shirt. As they were eating breakfast she said they should go shopping for some nightwear for him. He agreed and after breakfast they went shopping.

Monday morning he put on the black western style dress. He liked the way the fringe swayed at his breasts. He moved his arms as he looked in he full-length mirror. Tori laughed out loud seeing him preen in front of the mirror. He was all smiles as they ate breakfast.

He arrived before everyone else and didn't leave his office until it was time to go to the eleven o'clock staff meeting. He timed his arrival so he would be the last one to arrive. When he walked in there was a round of cheering. Mrs. Sorenson told him she was glad he made the right decision. After the meeting Gloria told him they had to go for lunch.

At lunch Gloria, Susan and Beth all told him they were so glad he had decided to stay as he was. He was very happy that everything was going so well. The three girls were so happy they split his part of the bill between them to show him they appreciated what he was doing. He got all choked up over it. They all laughed at that. All three girls gave him a kiss on the cheek.

When he got back to work he saw the sign on his office had been changed from Peter Hellmann to Joanne Hellmann. He smiled as he looked at it. Mrs. Sorenson happened to be there and told him she had had it made last week Wednesday and was hoping she would get to use it.

That night Tricia stopped over to thank him for all the business. She told him she had gained eight new customers from his office. She also told him every one of them said how much they liked the new him. He blushed at this compliment. She said his make up would be free as long as he wanted.

After Tricia left he asked Tori, "Why does everyone want me to keep on wearing dresses?"

Tori answered him. "I think because when you are wearing a dress you come across as a different person. To me you seem more caring, more loving and I know a lot more attentive to the happenings around you. I don't know if that is because you are afraid of being found out or what but I like the new you. The new you is what each of us wishes we could be all the time."

Joanne said, "I am not only a new you. You are also a new you. I can't believe how you have changed. Before you tolerated my compulsion but now you are taking an active part in it. I want you to know I really appreciate that."

Tori explained, "When Tricia first suggested doing make up on you I went along with it figuring you would be so embarrassed by it you would stop dressing, but when I saw you made up I couldn't believe how great you looked. When you came home all tanned and with that hair I wanted you to stay that way. I was afraid to say anything that you could interpret as pushing you. I wanted you to make your own decision and you did."

Joanne said, "I am glad to hear that. I was so worried that you would want to get rid of me because of all of this. I love you very, very much!"

She hugged him and said, "And I love you very, very much!"

They kissed and hugged and both knew they would be together for a long, long time.

 

© 2004 by Margaret Jeanette

  

  

  

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