Remembering Louise

The next day her aunt came into the department store where she worked and presented Louise a picture of me all dressed in a formal blue satin evening gown with long white kid gloves and a blond wig. She had also managed to sneak a picture of me in male clothing. Her aunt also told her that if she did not make out with me to please give her my phone number.

She told me that she had known for a short while but was waiting for me to tell her. She also said she had no plans for going home that evening and she would love to see me in women's clothes. I thought that I had died and gone to heaven. I brought her into the bedroom and showed her all my closets and drawers and all the female apparel that I had.

I suggested that she might want to get comfortable and offered her a choice of satin night gowns. She accepted the offer and while she was rummaging through my closet, I headed to the bathroom to shave and put on my makeup, my breastforms and my bra, my brown wig and a black satin night gown with a pair of opera length kid gloves.

When I emerged from the bathroom she was sitting in the living room, glancing at the pics of my cross-dresser friends and of me. She had chosen the light blue satin night gown and had kept on her black leather gloves also. She had freshened her makeup and put on some new red lipstick. She had refilled our glasses of wine and she made a toast to dear old aunt Alice, "I hope that aunt Alice taught you well because I am so horny and so much in need. . . I hope you treat me nice" With that we embraced and I went to my knees and buried my face between her legs.

We had a torrid sexual relationship for three months. I am sure she must have been reporting to dear aunt Alice regularly because she always wanted to take pictures of me. . .either that or she was planning to blackmail me. . .no, she wouldn't do that. In any event, I had a cardiac episode and I had to give up the apartment and lost my job and wound up living in my parent's basement.