I loved that he was being so nice, especially after the tension driving in the car with Susie. I followed the tall man in the gray suit, he was quite handsome. I wasn't used to finding men so attractive, being a crossdresser was all about clothes, but lately, it was about clothes and males. Marilyn would show me videos and pictures of men, and make me imagine kissing and sucking and making love with them, then she would make me practice talking to them. She would make me seduce them, she said it was good for my new personality, it was good for my career.
Once at the elevator the man from reception took my hand. "Here you are. Come say goodbye to me later when you are finished." He had a friendly smile on his face, I surprised him by kissing his cheek. I was at least two inches taller than him. I went on the elevator and he waved to me as the doors closed.
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How did I end up in this elevator, looking all shiny and blonde in the mirrors? How did I let Susie and Marilyn convince me to do this? I'm sure it wasn't that hard on their part. Once Susie discovered my clothes she snooped a little more and found my makeup and then all of my pictures. My computer and phone were full of them. She couldn't believe it was me, and she made me dress up for her. She promised me all kinds of sex, just to see me in lingerie, stockings, and heels. She took so many more pictures, I was so excited and so was she. I loved that she was into my dressing, I have been looking for someone to share this activity, not actively but I was looking.
We had some of the best sex of my life. I wore bras and stockings the whole time, and she did nothing but shake her head. She always had a little crooked smile on her face, like I was doing something wrong, like she was coming up with an idea. She then showed the pictures to Marilyn and they all went up on the internet. Marilyn was full of ideas too, and soon I had videos and more pictures on social media and even porn sites. The two of them took more pictures of me in more suggestive outfits, and I started to get popular. They were feeding my ego, telling me I was beautiful, and all the men in the world thought I was sexy and hot. They took videos of me enjoying my body and it started to get out of control. Men were commenting, they were asking for things, asking for things that made me uncomfortable.
