Escort for CD (part 4)
I enjoy dating CDs and have for many years, but it's a hassle finding dates, until I became an escort. Enjoy this work of fiction.
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I recieved a call at work from a Sally, a woman whose husband dressed in women's clothing. She wanted to engage my services but only in a completely straight manner, and invited me to join her and her husband Mark for dinner that night. I agreed and she gave me the address.
This was a very strange request indeed. I had heard of straight crossdressers before, but the majority of them were gay or bi, with some of them being "gender dysphoric", thinking of themselves as a woman born into a man's body. I enjoyed new experiences, so I looked forward to what this meeting might bring, no matter how strange.
I arrived for dinner and Sally welcomed me in. She introduced me to Mark and we sat in the living room and had drinks.
"Mark likes to dress in women's clothes," began Sally, "he's been doing it for several years – it nearly destroyed our marriage."
I looked at Mark to assess his feminine potential and saw that he was blushing red – Sally seemed to like humiliating him.
"I don't think Mark is quite comfortable with this discussion," I said.
"It doesn't matter," said Sally, "he gave up having any say in this marriage when he stopped being a real man."
"Is this ok with you, Mark?" I asked.
"Sally is right," Mark replied nervously, "please continue."
He continued to look uncomfortable, but I continued.
"So what would you like from me?" I asked.
"I want you to be his date and take him out places, but keep it entirely straight," Sally replied.
"What do you mean by 'entirely straight'?" I asked.
"I know men that dress often have sex with other men," she explained, "I don't want any of that – Mark may not be a real man any more, but I won't have him become a faggot!"
"So that means I just take him places but keep it strictly platonic – not even kissing?" I replied.
"Exactly!" agreed Sally, "can you do that?"
"Yes, I can," I said, "how would you like to proceed?"
"If you are available Friday night we will go out to a local restaurant. I will accompany you and Mark to make sure you both behave yourselves."
"Mark, is this agreeable to you?" I asked.
Mark answered awkwardly, "Whatever Sally says is okay."
"One other thing," said Sally, "You are to use Mary, her girl name."
Mark seemed even more nervous, and Sally ordered, "take your clothes off – all of them!"
After a little more urging Mark undressed and stood before us naked and very embarrassed.
"As you can see," said Sally, "with a little dick like that, she is more Mary than Mark. I should have known that from the start, but when I caught him wearing my clothes I knew for sure."
I felt pretty uncomfortable with this entire situation, but felt sorry for Mark (or Mary), and hoped that I could be of help. It wouldn't be easy under Sally's watchful eye however.
Mark's cock was a bit smaller than normal, and probably shrunk even more in his embarrassment. I only took a brief look and then faced Sally.
"Could Mary get dressed now?" I asked.
Sally nodded and Mark got dressed, much relieved. Sally said that there would be no further need for Mary's former boy name when we are together. She directed Mary to use her girl voice whenever she was with me.
We adjourned to the dining room and Sally served dinner. During dinner I engaged Mary in conversation and complimented her on her femme voice. Though still dressed as a man I could see her feminine potential and told her I looked forward to seeing her fully femme.
After dinner Sally said that she was satisfied that a date will work, and told me to pick her and Mary up on Friday at 6:30pm. I agreed and departed.
The next day at work I received an unexpected call.
"Hello Bill," they said, "this is Mary."
"What a welcomed surprise!" I responded.
"I'm very nervous about making this call," Mary said, "but feel I have to."
"Please speak your mind, Mary," I said, "and I will try to understand."
"You seem like a pretty nice guy," Mary said, "and I felt you may be sympathetic to my situation."
"That's right," I said, "Mary seems to have you completely under your thumb – how did you get yourself into such a fix?"
"When Sally caught wearing her clothes she gave me a choice," Mary said, "either I submit totally to her will or she would divorce me – and divorce would ruin me."
"So you completely gave up your will to her?" I responded, "that's pretty extreme – how long do you think you can continue that way?"
"I'm not sure," said Mary, "but Sally is indulging my feminine desires – at least partly."
"Partly?" I asked.
"She told you our date had to be completely straight," she replied, "but I want to be with a man fully."
"That's going to be difficult with Sally watching," I said.
"Could you meet me today for lunch?" asked Mary.
I agreed and we met in a nearby restaurant. Mary was dressed as a man but greeted me in her femme voice. Over lunch we talked and Mary confessed that she had never felt right about being a man and thought she really should have been born a woman.
I told her that I would do my best to help her express and feel as femme as possible. We agreed to play it straight on Friday and see where we could go from there.
After lunch Mary said, "Just one more thing – would you please kiss me?"
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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