The Neighbor              by: Kristen Satin                     Krstnsatin@aol.com

 

Chapter I

 

My awakening into the wonderful world of femininity came about so easily and yet so innocently. Who would have ever thought I would have been introduced to the complete world of feminization; something so wonderful. I was so lucky to have found a neighbor like Melissa.

As I gaze upon her as she silently sleeps on the pink satin sheets of our bed, I wonder what would have been had I not met her.

My first exposure to the wonderful world of femininity began when I was 10. Discovering a pair of panties left laying the bathroom, I found the silky smooth sensation delightful, as I slipped into them. As time went on I became braver and ventured into my sisters' room experimenting with a wide variety of lingerie. For some reason, I think she knew, as there were always plenty of satin and silky items left haphazardly strewn around the room. Ironically enough she never discovered me wearing her things but would often come very close, within minutes of catching me delighting in the sensual arousal produced by the silk and lace treasures found in her room. Nothing was ever said, and I never talked to anyone, fearing the ridicule I knew would happen if ever was caught dressed in her delicate lingerie.

I graduated college when I was 22 and wound up getting a great job quite a far distance from home. It was finally time for me to be on my own. Knowing there was a special side to me, I never really entered into any deep lasting relationships, fearing discovery of my special secret, so I wound up moving alone to my new job. I was finally on my own and was delighted in knowing that finally, I could live as I wished. I settled into an upscale modern apartment complex that catered to a diverse crowd. Most of the other tenants were young , just getting started like myself, and each day I would meet many of them in the hallway, on the way to the mailbox, or in one of the laundry rooms situated next to my apartment.

I met Melissa, my neighbor the second day after I had moved in. We both walked down the hallway together on our way to the mailbox and chatted casually. She was a walking doll, with a stunning look about her. She wasn't really built, as a matter of fact she appeared to be somewhat flat chested, but with gorgeous legs and a perfectly rounded tight ass. Her shoulder length auburn hair fell about a soft glowing face with piercing green eyes and soft sensuous lips. As we talked, I found myself mesmerized with her beauty and her deep sultry voice. I decided immediately that I must get to know her better. We both agreed that after I got settled in that I would fix us dinner.

My first week of work went quickly and Saturday finally rolled around. I had decided to redo my wardrobe as soon as practically possible, and wound up visiting the nearby mall. My head was swimming with all the possibilities and my first stop was every girls dream store, Victoria's Secret. It was still somewhat early and there were no others in the store. My sales assistant must have immediately sensed that my purchases would be for me but seemed cheerful to help nonetheless. After purchasing about a dozen pairs of various satin and lace panties and spandex and satin panties, we decided that I should have several matching satin slip chemises.

Along with the slips she suggested several bras and I decided to wait a while before purchasing that particular item. My final selection was a gorgeous satin sleep set negligee with a stunning satin and lace robe to match, all in soft elegant feminine pink. I was so excited to get my treasures home, and I am certain my salesgirl sensed my excitement as she rung up my purchases. With a wink and a smile she told me to enjoy and please come back, she would be delighted to assist me again.

Returning home, I had decided to wash my new treasures along with several other items of lingerie that need washing. I wanted to slip into my new pretties as soon as possible so I opted to first feminize myself and bath and shave. I wanted to experience the wonderful sensation on smooth shaven soft perfumed skin. The bubble bath was heaven and for the first time in my life I was finally shedding myself of my ugly hair on my chest, arms, underarms, and legs. Smoothing on my softly scented vanilla lotion caused quite a wonderful burning in my loins, a burning that would soon be satisfied.

I ran my laundry items down the hall and started my first load of delicate wash. Wanting to be somewhat discrete about what I was washing, I threw several white dress shirts in with my soft ivory and pink items. Pulling up a chair, I read a Cosmopolitan as I waited for my laundry to finish. Just as the machine finished, the door opened to the laundry room and I was no longer alone. My Melissa stepped in and asked if I would be finished with the machine. I was delighted to oblige and quickly unloaded my clothing from the machine, but in an embarrassing stumble dropped several pairs of the French cut satin panties to the floor. Fearing the worse, I started to stutter an explanation. With a soft pleasant smile, she stooped to pick up my panties, held them up and said they were absolutely stunning. Turning several shades of crimson red, I couldn't think of anything else to say. My mouth felt like cotton and the only thing that came across my mind was to slither out of there as soon as possible. We threw the last several items in the dryer and Melissa reminded me to set the dryer on the coolest setting possible. With a stroke of luck, I heard my phone ringing, so excusing myself, with the feeling of deep relief, I bolted from the laundry room and down the hall to my apartment.

My heart was pounding and I was furious with myself for being so stupid. I was positive she thought I was some sort of weirdo. She knew I wasn't married and lived alone. " What would any guy want with panties", I kept asking myself. I tried thinking of any kind of scenario that would seem normal, but panic stricken, I was unable to think of anything. I guess I would just have to forget ever having any chance with my beautiful sexy neighbor. Then I suddenly remembered that I still had to remove my stuff from the dryer when it was done.

Now I really felt lost trying to think of something to say to Melissa if she was still in the laundry room. I waited as long as possible and finally decided to just go face the music. Even though,

the laundry room door was about 30 feet from my door, the walk seemed much further. I strained to hear if any of the machines were running and could hear the dryer running. Opening the door, I found a surprise that reassured me that Melissa might have a different opinion of me.

Perched on top of the dryer was my laundry basket, where I had left it, but inside, I found all of my items neatly folded, with an additional surprise on the top of the pile. Placed neatly on the top of the pile was a stunning pair of ivory white satin and lace panties with attached garters.

They matched one of the chemises that I had bought earlier in the day perfectly. A note was neatly folded with the panties, with the soft scent of Obsession. The note read, " You may like these, they are my favorite. Melissa". Taking a deep breath, I was puzzled but yet extremely aroused. Glancing inside I was further delighted to find they were size 8, my size also. I couldn't stand it anymore and quickly headed back to my apartment.

Once inside the privacy of my apartment, I immediately stripped off my sweat pants and shirt and ripped off my now precum stained every day panties. Then with the delicacy of a mother softly dressing her baby, I carefully slipped my Melissa's panties over my smooth silky legs. In all the years of my dressing, I had never felt the deep sensuous erotic sensations these

satin panties caused. I looked up to the full dressing mirror and realized that I must add the matching slip chemise. As the cool silky material slipped past my nipples and gently caressed the head of my now throbbing cock bulging from the waistband of the panties, I was suddenly brought back to reality by a soft knock at my door. "Ken, can I come in?" It was Melissa. Without even thinking, I opened the front door, totally exposing myself to her view. Suddenly I realized how stupid I must have looked and was about ready to close the door as fast as I had opened it. With a smile on her face, she softly replied, "You look gorgeous, but these stockings will make you look prettier with that outfit." In her outstretched hand, she held a beautiful pair of ivory white, lace top, thigh high stockings. She stepped into my apartment and closed the door behind her. There before me stood a goddess, dressed in a flowing ivory satin dressing gown, covering an even more stunning ensemble of satin tap panties and a pretty satin and lace camisole.

She reached out and softly grabbed my hand, leading me to the bedroom saying, "It may be easier to help you put these on, sitting on the bed." Her long slender fingers delicately lifted the lace hem of my slip exposing my now throbbing cock bobbing from the waistband of my panties. With her other hand she softly grabbed my hardness, leaning forward, she softly kissed the head, leaving her glossy pink lipstick there as a reminder of how wonderful her lips felt.

Slowly she rose before me and giving her head a toss she said, "Baby, those panties seem to do the same for you as they do for me." My hypnotized gaze slowly ran to her panties and fixed on a now hardening cock in her panties, and a sudden rush of delight filled my now feminine clad body.

It never dawned on me that someone so beautiful could be.... well special. Whispering, Melissa asked, "Does my pretty baby like what she sees?" I could only answer with a breathless "yes."

Rising from the bed to meet her, we locked in a passionate kiss that seemed to last forever. All the fantasies, thrills, and desires now began to rush through my head, making me weak at the knees. "Melissa, let's talk, I want to know all about you, you are my dream come true," I said. "Sweetie, first let's finish making you pretty and we can talk while I finish making you look gorgeous," was her reply. "I have everything we need back in my apartment, and we can enjoy making you pretty there." We locked our hands together, and casually strolled across the hallway to her apartment, and stepped inside... two very special...girls.

 

 

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