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My next door neighbour had begun helping me with my crossdressing by buying me my own clothes, and despite her initial stipulation that I continue to dress in secret, we had experienced a moment where that had all changed. Once that day had passed, Ellie and I became almost inseparable. If we weren’t together, we were texting or talking on the phone. We would do everything an ordinary pair of best friends would, with the exception, of course, that Ellie would help me with my little secret. Several months after our first night together, my nineteenth birthday loomed upon the horizon. As any good friends do, Ellie and I began making arrangements. We talked about what I wanted to do and we decided we would go out to a local club. We’d done this before several times, but I’d never gone out in girl mode. In fact, with the exception of that first day, Ellie and I had never left the house as two girls. A date near my birthday, when Ellie’s husband was away, was chosen and my excitement grew steadily until the day finally arrived. Geoff was away for several days in a row, this is the beauty of a man so obsessed with work; lots of money and always away. Ellie invited me over on Friday night Beşevler escort Bayan for what she referred to as a girlie night and pamper session. I’m pretty sure we fulfilled every Hollywood cliché that night, as we drank wine, ate chocolate, watched crappy movies and giggled like idiots. Ellie gave me a facial and painted my nails as we we lounged in satin nighties. She definitely had a lot of fun teasing me too. Her little pink nightie barely covered her sexy behind and she kept bending over in front me or standing close to me and pushing her breasts against me. She’d stroke my smooth legs as we relaxed, yet every time I kissed her and tried to turn things naughtier, she’d stop things from getting out of hand. “Not tonight,” she’d say sweetly with a wry smile. It was like torture. At one point, my cock was so hard and causing my nightie to peak up like a tent and all Ellie did was to say, “Despite looking like a girl, you always have one give away”. With that she tenderly took my cock in her mouth for all of five seconds. I was going insane. That night Ellie had made up the spare room for me, at least I thought it was for me. As I Çankaya escort climbed into bed she got in next to me. I was a little surprised. We’d never shared a bed, not to sleep at least. Falling asleep was not easy with our smooth legs intertwined, her body pressed against mine. The following day we slept in late. Despite all our time together and how much I dressed, I had never spent a full day in girl mode. That was my first day and it was wonderful. Our late breakfast was essentially lunch and we showered together; once again my attempts at turning things sexual were rejected but always played upon by Ellie. As we dried off I went for the hair dryer, but Ellie stopped me. She had a surprise for me and she told me to just put some clothes on. I dressed in a cute baby blue bra, matching thong, and a skater dress. Just as I was ready there was a knock at the door. I stayed upstairs as Ellie, wrapped in her fleecy dressing gown, went down to answer. When she reappeared, she explained she’d booked someone to come and do make overs on us and cut our hair. My heart was in my throat, but she assured me it was okay. I nervously went downstairs with Cebeci Escort her and found a guy and a girl in their twenties. Dressed completely in black they appeared to have both come from a salon. As I walked in, they saw me and greeted me excitedly, saying they had heard all about me and how happy they were to meet me. They sat me down as Ellie appeared, and I realised that he was Ellie’s hairdresser and she worked with him. There was a flurry of activity around Ellie and me as our hair was cut and styled and make up expertly applied. Several hours passed before we were finally finished and we bid our stylists farewell. Ellie wouldn’t let me see in the mirror but she looked incredible. Her blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder in full curls; she had shining red lips and dark eyes. I hoped it looked nearly as good! We went to get dressed, a full bottle of wine to consume as we did so. I went to my lingerie drawer when Ellie stopped me. She produced a box with two words written on which excited me greatly: Agent Provocateur. The designer lingerie label was explicitly expensive and gorgeously sexy. I opened the box and found soft black and red lace. Bra, gstring panties, and suspender belt. I knew what I held was several hundred pounds worth of underwear and I was dumbstruck. Ellie, still smiling, produced another box for herself and revealed the same set. We dressed together in our finery. Each taking our time to roll our stockings onto our legs, step into panties and so on.

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