Andre Becomes Andrea

"Thank you." She whispered as she handed me her tray.

As I was putting the tray away, I noticed that she was adjusting her belt and straightening out her pants. She acted so girly. Her butt was shapely. I had never looked at it in that manner. In that moment, I had no doubt that she could pass easily, even if the mall had been full of people and there was more eye contact and scrutiny. She would not have to fool anyone. She was Andrea. I was suddenly on the track where sex with Andrea was a goal. She was an ultimate goal.

The first time she came out of the dressing room, she did not look happy and stomped her right foot. She looked in the mirror and shook her head. The white dress fitted too tightly on top.

"See what I mean?" She said. "They look too small."

"We have time to try on as many as you want." I said.

I hated shopping, but was starting to like how she would come out of the fitting room and twirl for me. She tried on skirts, dresses and a few pair of pants, before finally finding something that flattered her perfectly: She wore a dress that was beige and that hugged her body, but didn't not make her breasts disappear. The dress had thin straps and was a good two inches above her knees. She was braless and they looked very promising. She was wearing her flip-flops, so I imagined that with high heels she would look very impressive.

"I like it." I said, without having been asked.

"How does my butt look?" She asked softly.

"Amazing." I said.

The sales people went about their business, not interested in the two of us.

She turned her back to the mirror and looked back to see her ass.

"I'll look better with he right shoes."

"I am not sure I will be able to keep my hands off you if we were alone right now." I said, nervously laughing.

She looked at me rather wistfully. I sensed that Andrea was happy to hear that.

As we were leaving the store, we started to hold hands. I was carrying her dress with my free hand. We were just speaking, not talking about anything in particular. I told her that I wanted to see her try on some high heel shoes. She said that she knew of just the pair at another store.