Twins

by Tracey low

  

Ever since I was 8 I had been dressing up in my twin sisters clothes. My sister Clair had often helped me, saying she would have loved a twin sister instead of a brother. I had always enjoyed it, and I had become very good at applying makeup and talking in a soft voice.

I had been out shopping en femme on several occasions with Clair and had had a lot of people saying we were identical Twins. On one occasion I even fooled one of her mates, who thought I was Clair, and she told me all about which boys she fancied and to my surprise even said " I fancy your Brother ".

One Friday evening while our mum and dad were out, at their usual bridge club, Clair came into my room and asked if I could do her a really big favour. She went on to explain her problem. Her boyfriend had surprised her with a weekend away in Scotland ,but she had asked work and she couldn't get the time off with such short notice. She asked whould I stand in for her at work so she could go. She was so sure it would work that I agreed to do it.

I had to be in her work for 8:30 the next morning and only had to work one day, so didn't think it would be so hard. Saturday morning came and I was awake very early with all the excitement. I had a long bath with all clair's bath stuff and shaved all over my body. I dried myself and went into her bedroom where she was busy packing. She was so happy to be going away with her boyfriend as she had an idea that he was going to propose to her. Clair Passed me a white satin bra and thong set and I put them on , next came the black pantyhose I slowly pulled them up my legs enjoying the feeling of the nylon on my smooth legs. She passed me her uniform which consisted of dark blue pleated skirt , multicoloured blouse and dark blue jacket which I put on. The between the 2 of us we got all my make up looking perfect . it had all taken some time but this was the closest I had been to looking like my sister.

We both gave a girly giggle at the sight of us both in the mirror and then I gave her a kiss and wished her luck in Scotland. She wished me luck at work and told me to behave like the woman I was. This was going to be hard as I fancied most of her workmates. I went downstairs and picked up her bag on coat and stepped out of the house. The bus journey to town was uneventful until about a mile from town, sarah one of clair's workmates go on and sat next to me. We chatted the rest of the way into town and my confidence grow as she didn't notice any difference. We arrived at the travel agents shop that my sister worked at and I settled into her chair and started to help customers find their holidays. At around 11am I went into the back room and came upon a sight that was hard to not react to. Sarah had her skirt up around her waist and was trying to straighten her stockings. The sight of her in a pair of black lace panties and black stockings was almost too much for me to handle. I rushed off to the toilet to relieve myself.

Then it started to get out of control. When I came out of the toilet the Manageress was waiting for me, I thought I had been found out. I don't know if it would have better if she had. She told me that Karen one of the other girls had come down with the flu and wouldn't be in work. This didn't seam a problem to me as I thought it would only mean working an extra day and then on Monday clair would be back, HOW WRONG I WAS. The Manageress said that Sarah and Karen were meant to be going away to find out what the resort of Magaluf was like and that because I ,or should I say Clair, was next in line that it would be me and sarah Flying to Magaluf the next morning. The only words running through my mind was HELP ME. As I walked out of the office sarah was so excited to hear that I was going instead of Karen, and she began going on about how much clubbing we will be doing and how much fun we will have.The Rest of the day all I could think about is the trip and how would I be able to carry on being my sister.

To be continued

  

  

  

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