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Are You Trying Turning Me Into A Sissy
🕑 Added 2024-07-18 13:48:51 +0000 UTCChapter 40 - Julie Finds Out
We put the kettle on and unpacked. I took the dirty stuff to start the laundry and Victoria put everything else away. Having made tea we both checked our e-mails.
"I have a couple of things I need to reply to from Friday," said Victoria.
"I have a couple of things as well so I'm going to spend some time in the office. Are you going to work here?"
"Yes," and I went away. I was still dressed and checked my make-up and hair before I started work.
Victoria :
I sat at the kitchen table and read through my emails, I was also thinking about what a great weekend we had had.
Chris had gone much further than I had expected. I was proud of him and excited about what was to come although as yet I had no idea about how or if to push him. I also realized that I was going to have to go through with the piercing and that terrified me.
I suppose I was daydreaming a little when I heard someone at the door. I was surprised to see Julie there. She usually phoned before dropping in. "Hi, Vic, sorry not to have called but I was passing and saw lights on. I just wanted to drop off a book I thought you might like."
"Come in and thank you." We chatted for about twenty minutes catching up on gossip.
My phone rang and quite without thinking I automatically answered it. It was a work thing and before I realized Julie had got up and mouthed, "Just going to the loo." I realised that Chris was dressed but there was nothing that I could do as she was gone.
Oh, help!
Julie :
When Victoria answered her phone I decided to pop into the loo. I never really gave Chris any thought and assumed that he was out somewhere. After using the loo I was passing the room he used when working at home.
I heard someone typing so I lightly knocked on the door and opened it.
I stuck my head around the door and said, "I just thought I would say hello."
For a moment, that seemed like a long time, I stared at the well-dressed smart woman sitting at the desk. Long legs and heels. Then it hit me the woman whose eyes were as big as saucers and whose mouth was open in surprise was Chris.
She or he said, "Hi," and I responded with, "Sorry," and closed the door. I slinked back downstairs a bit shaky.
Chris :
I heard a tap at the door and looked up. My mouth fell open as I realized that it was Julie.
I have no idea what she said or if I said anything. She closed the door and I burst into tears. Shit had happened.
Victoria :
I saw Julie come back into the room and from the look on her face I knew that she must have seen Chris or more properly Melissa. It is clear that she was shaken and I offered her a glass of wine.
She refused and said, "Vic, I'm so sorry. I had better go."
"I assume that you saw Chris." She nodded. "You need the wine. Rushing off is not going to change anything is it?"
I admitted what Chris and I had been doing and how things had developed. I told her about the weekend we had just spent, or at least an abridged version. "I had no idea. I knew that Chris wore underwear and hosiery, all of the girls in the salon did but I never imagined it had gone this far.
Now I think about it I overheard a conversation in the break room one day when the girls were talking about him and someone made a comment wondering if he wore a dress.
Another one of the girls said that she thought he had great features and would make a good-looking woman. Does anyone else know?" I decided to be truthful. "Jess knows."
"What, how does she know?" I explained how it had come about and that she had done Chris's make-up and my own. "She never said a word. I knew that the two of them were close and at one time wondered if they were having a fling but Chris said that you knew that they were friends."
"I did know. He has been supportive of her because of the situation with her dad. She thinks of him as a big brother, and perhaps me as a big sister. Chris would never admit this but he loves Jess, not as in 'fancies' but in a very caring way." "She never said a word, at least not to me."
"I don't think that she would ever betray Chris, or me come to that."
"What happens now?"
"I don't know. I have no idea how things are going to be in the future and now you have discovered the secret of how that will change things." "You can trust me not to say anything, even to Jess."
"That ship has sailed you both know so there will be no harm but please don't tell anyone else." "I won't. I have to say that he looks really great, especially the legs. I almost didn't recognize him."
"Melissa. That is her name."
"Wow. He, or should that be she, could get away with dressing like that all the time. No one at the salon would care.
Actually, they would be very supportive, they all love him you know that."
"I don't think that she would want that." I sighed. This was going to be tricky and I needed to go and see if she was okay.
"You refer to him as she. That must be confusing. You know I have just had an idea."
"What is that?"
"Mary is going on maternity leave in five weeks time and I need temporary replacement four days a week. Chris or Melissa could do that and still do his other work for me at the same time."
I burst out laughing.
"Keep looking for a replacement for Mary."
Julie was just about to leave when Melissa came to the hall door and shouted, "Goodbye."
I closed the door and went into the kitchen to see Melissa leaning against the worktop.
Her face was red and her make-up was a mess. Her shoulders were moving up and down.
"It's okay. It will be alright she won't say anything."
"I don't care I can't do this I can't take it."
"Go and wash your face and go to bed. I'll be up with tea and toast. A sleep will help and we can talk.
It will work out I promise." I was not sure how I was going to keep that promise. I checked and found Chris asleep curled into a ball so I left him alone.
At about 9pm I took a tray to the bedroom with a bowl of soup a sandwich and some sweet tea. We sat and talked. I told him that Julie had promised not to speak about it.
I also related the conversation that she had overheard in the break room. He was clearly still upset but beginning to come to terms with the fact that someone else knew. He went back to sleep fairly quickly.
Chris :
I woke up feeling refreshed.
Victoria had been right only one more person knew that I was a sissy, a cross-dresser, a weirdo.
I was confident that she would not blab. So I got ready for work happy that the salon was closed and there was little chance of me meeting anyone, at least today.
I pulled on a pair of black sheer tights, black panties, and a matching camisole.
I dressed in a loose shirt and black slacks over the underwear and put on a pair of slip-on shoes. Victoria was in a rush to catch a train and had left before me. If she had seen me she might have noticed the pink false nails that I was still wearing and had not realised.
It appears that I was very used to them. I worked hard all morning and had caught up with my work for the various salons. Had checked my investments and was working on a new piece of software for the management of beauty and hair salons. At about 11.30am someone knocked on the office door and I went to answer it. Julie!
"Hi, Chris. I did not want to barge in, like yesterday." I said nothing and sat down again. She continued, "I had to come in today even though we are closed and when I realized that you were here I felt that I had to come and speak to you. I'm really sorry about yesterday and your private lives. I know that it has nothing to do with me.
I will keep your secret."
"Okay, thank you. I realize that it was an accident."
"I also want to apologize because I thought that there was something going on between you and Jess but Victoria told me about her knowing and you supporting her. I think that is really is nice of you and I'm sorry that I ever doubted you."
"Did you think that I had slept with her?"
"No not really but I did think that you were very friendly. Probably because most guys that I know are bastards and you seem to be..." She stopped and laughed.
"What?"
"I was about to say in touch with your feminine side but that is in poor taste."
I laughed too. I felt much better after that joke.
"It's okay."
"Right. I must go. I'm meeting your girlfriend for lunch. Sorry, I'm just joking with you." "By that, I assume that you mean Jess. Well, now you will have something to gossip about."
"I promised Victoria I would not discuss it with anyone."
"I assume you mean that you would not tell anyone, well she knows so it does not matter."
She left and I got back to work. I thought about what she had said. I did sleep with Jess, but that is not for me to tell anyone, and it was innocent."
Just after 2pm I heard someone at the door again and assumed that it was Julie again. I opened the door to be greeted by Jess, who was holding two takeaway coffees. She threw her free arm around my neck and kissed my cheek.
"Are you okay?"
"Come in. I assume that one of those is for me." "It is and I brought a sandwich because I bet you have not eaten. You know that I had lunch with Julie and that she told me what happened."
"Yes, she was here and obviously she saw me yesterday and now knows as well. That will mean that you do not have to keep that secret all to yourself."
"Chris, I promised you and Victoria that I would never discuss this subject with anyone. You have never told me that I could and therefore I have not and would not.
Actually, Julie was a bit nippy until she realized that I would not confide anything to her. She told me what had happened. I refused to say anything. Chris, I value you too much to break that trust.
"Thank you for that. I don't mind what you tell her. It won't turn the clock back."
"She also told me that she had spoken to you about our relationship, friendship or whatever she thought it was. She apologized to me." "I explained my side of it to her just before lunchtime."
"I explained my side as well in some detail and told her to mind her own business. I also told her that you had treated me nicer and with more respect than any other person in the world, sadly, including my father. That is true."
"I asked if she suspected that we had slept together. She said no. I did not tell her that we had."
"And no one needs to know, except Victoria and it was very innocent, and very loving, and none of her business."
I finished my coffee and Jess looked thoughtful.
"Do you have much to do?"
"Nothing that could not wait. Why?"
"Come on let's go to the pub and have some fun." We went to the pub and sat in a corner like to kids playing truant.
One of the salon's customers was in the bar and we both recognized her. She waved hesitantly. "That's Mrs Bradley, she's a bit of a gossip and she is looking puzzled."
"She is trying to work out what we are up to." Jess looked thoughtful for a minute and said,
"She is watching closely. Are you up for a bit of evil?"
"What do you mean?"
With that, she leaned forward and planted a kiss right on my lips, and moved her hands up to my face to hold me there. I was astonished and then realized that it was delightful. Jess moved her chair close to me and looked at me as if she was crazy about me.
"That will give the old bat something to gossip about." "But that won't do either of our reputations any good."
"I don't care. Let them gossip if they like. You will tell Victoria and so will I. We have nothing to be ashamed of." We sat and talked for a couple of hours.
I sent Victoria a message to let her know where we were.
When Victoria arrived she came straight over to us and I stood to kiss her. Mrs Bradley nearly fell off her seat and I whispered what had happened earlier. Victoria put down her briefcase and moved round the table.
She leaned down put her hand under Jess's chin and kissed her. Not a fleeting thing but one that made you think they might be lovers. Victoria sat with her back to the bar and tried hard not to laugh out loud.
"Bloody hell that was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen," I said.
"It was the sexiest kiss I've ever had. My crush may have been rekindled." Jess laughed. Victoria smiled. "That's the first time that I have ever kissed a girl like that. You're right it was damn sexy.
But don't get your hopes up, Jess." We all laughed and ordered more drinks. I wonder how that was going to be reported. We stayed in the pub for a while and then went home with a takeaway. Jess stayed the night again.
Victoria :
I had to rush to get to the station and did not have the chance to speak to Chris but I knew that the salon was shut and that he would have the day to himself. I was grateful for that. I had a meeting to sort out some work for a client and had to get the train.
I spent the first half hour sorting out what I would need to know and say at the meeting and then sat back with a coffee staring out of the window. I wasn't clear how I felt about the whole thing so started to break it down into chunks.
I loved and adored Chris. Our sex life was terrific. I had found his dressing sexy at the start when it had started as a bit of fun but as time passed it developed and I know that I enjoyed it and was pretty sure that he did as well.
I had pushed him at various stages and he had taken the initiative himself quite often but I always got the impression that he thought I was pushing and I continued to let him think that.
I loved the fact that we had played with his chastity and admired his resilience when I was away, but that was not something that I particularly wanted to take any further. I thought that he made a beautiful woman and loved helping him to dress. I know that Jess liked helping him as well.
Jess she was undoubtedly beautiful, fun, very discrete, and clever. She had a shitty situation and both Chris and I had enjoyed helping her.
I was quite flattered that she had a crush on me and impressed that she had had the courage to admit it. If I had any inclination in that direction I would have been the first in the queue.
I think that she had a crush on Chris as well and he was on her but they were friends and valued each other. I trusted them both implicitly.
Chris did not really have that many friends and I think that it did him good to have Jess to confide in and to 'look after'.
One thing that did irritate me very slightly was the fact that we did not go out very often as a couple because of the dressing. I was sure that my husband could pass and get away with it but he had his doubts. I was sure that it was something that would increase over time as he gained confidence. The weekend had been incredible.
I was getting damp just thinking about it. Melissa had looked great on the Friday evening and her confidence grew. She is not a very good ballroom dancer going backwards but she had not had any practice.
Mark and Rob were shocked when I hinted that she was a real girl. I was astounded when he kissed Mark on the cheek to say thank you and I think that he might have been more shocked than I was.
The next morning she dressed knowing that we were going out shopping and we had a great time.
I loved it and knew that I wanted to do that a lot more. Melissa looked great that evening. I knew that lots of people at the club were uncertain as to her gender and so did she but did not seem to care. She did a lot of slow dancing which suited her but that was all that she could manage in those heels. I was impressed that she had got very close to the guys and knew that Mark had an erection.
I was flabbergasted when she told me that she had felt it and told him that. I was also impressed that she walked back arm in arm with Mark and that she kissed him good night.
She behaved just like a woman. I recalled how hard I had used her for sex that night.
Sunday had been great with her traveling home dressed. I was impressed at her confidence. Then the disaster of Julie seeing her had happened. Chris/Melissa had been very upset but Julie had promised to keep the secret.
She had been complimentary and had joked about dressing full-time and even taking the temporary job. That had been a joke.
There is no way Chris would go for that. I did not know where things were going to go from here onwards. I also thought back to the request, or was it a promise that I had made to get my nipples pierced. The idea of having them was okay but the thought of the pain made me very reluctant.
We had done some self-piercing on Chris and he had put up with the pain and discomfort so perhaps I was being a baby. I wondered if I went back to the tattooist to get my nipples done Chris or Melissa would want another butterfly. Actually, I was sure that he would and knew that I could persuade him. However, I decided that I would suggest that he should consider it and leave it up to him.
I had no idea what the future held but I would have to leave it there as I had almost arrived at my destination.
My meeting went well, the client seemed happy and I was back on the train. I received a text from Julie saying that she had been at the salon and spoken to Chris and apologized.
I got another message this time from Chris saying that he had called it quits early and was in the pub with Jess. That puzzled me but I said that I would meet them there. I wondered what led to them being together in the pub but had no doubt I would find out. Half an hour later Chris sent me another message to say that a client at the salon had been watching the two of them suspiciously.
I wondered what they were up to but he had told me about it so it did not worry me. I spent another 30 minutes wondering what was going to happen with Chris and Melissa. I was still unsure where I wanted it to go. When I arrived at the pub Chris got up to kiss me and whispered what had happened. I did not think about it but leaned down and kissed Jess.
A proper lover's kiss. Let me just admit that it was great, actually better than that it was wonderful. We chatted and had a couple of drinks whilst they told me about what had happened and how they came to be in the pub. "Jess, did Chris tell you about Melissa's weekend?"
"Almost every detail. Including the kiss. I admit that I am impressed."
"So was I, just like a woman." We went home together drank more wine and chatted until late.
We ordered a taxi to take Jess home.
"Did you enjoy kissing Mark or Jess the most?" I asked. He thought for a moment. "I did not think about kissing either of them they both just happened. I would admit that I would rather kiss Jess than Mark"
"I thought so. Just remember that you are mine and that she is only the second most beautiful girl in the world."
We had not had any private time to discuss my thoughts and whatever thoughts Chris had had and it was late so we went to bed. We kissed and cuddled and fell asleep.
On Tuesday I was up early and had to go into the office for a debrief about my meeting the previous day and then had to take the train to yet another meeting. Thankfully this was only an hour away.
Chris :
Victoria left early again and I dressed somewhat apprehensive about my day. As it turns out no one mentioned anything. Jess came up at lunchtime and we had a coffee, a sandwich, and a chat.
Mrs Bradley had been in and had mentioned to Julie that she had seen us the previous day. Julie had told her that she was being malicious and that she should not spread gossip. I got home in good time and changed. I was fully dressed as Melissa and had dinner ready and wine open by the time Victoria arrived home.
Victoria :
Once again I was thinking whilst on the train. Where was Chris/Melissa going and what did I want?
After about twenty minutes thought I came to a conclusion. I liked Melissa, I liked going out with her, she looked good, and having her around more often would be good. I would like that. Having her around more often would be tricky, unless she was around all of the time.
Did I really want that? If I was honest I had thought about it a lot and the answer was that I did. I thought that Melissa wanted it to but was too afraid to admit it. Maybe I needed to give her a shove.
I went to my meeting and on the way back I recalled something that Julie had said. I gave her a call.
"Hi, Julie. Hope that you are okay." She told me the story about the gossip and I told her that the woman must be mad. "That is what I told her.
Anyway, I'm sure that you wanted something else. Is Chris okay?"
"Yes he is okay, a bit subdued but he will be fine. On Sunday you suggested that he should go 'full-time' Were you serious?"
"Well yes I was, but would you want that? Would he?"
"Actually I have thought about little else and I do want that, if he does. I think that he does too but might need a shove."
"Look you will both have my support whatever you decide."
"You also said that Melissa could take over whilst Mary was on maternity leave. Were you serious?"
"Okay, now I'm in shock. I said it in jest but only partly I guess. It would be good because he could keep an eye on things.
As you know I want to expand and having someone I could trust and as smart as he is to keep an eye on the place whilst I was away would be great. The girls would support him, but come on he would never go for that would he?"
"Actually he might once I have had a talk with him. I'll be in touch and thanks." I had decided.
My husband was going on holiday and my new girlfriend was coming to stay. Would this make me a lesbian?" Dinner was nearly ready when I arrived home.
I went and changed into a loose dress and had some wine. When the dinner was cleared away and we had tidied up I grabbed the wine bottle, our two glasses and said, "Melissa, we need to talk" She looked apprehensive but followed me into the lounge.
I sat on the settee and she sat on the floor facing me with her legs tucked away. Just like a girl. She looked almost in tears and said, "What is it? Is it about the weekend?"
"No, it's not but it is about us and you and the future." She started to tear up. "I'm sorry, I have embarrassed you. But I do love you."
"I love you more than I have ever done. You have not embarrassed me at all. Don't cry. I want you to tell me how you feel about dressing and being Melissa"
"Okay, I'll stop if you want me to."
"Just tell me how you feel." He took a very deep breath. "I love the feel of the underwear and hosiery and feel strange when I'm dressed and I don't have them on. By dressed I mean any clothes male or female.
I like the feel of the skirts around my legs and the tightness of the corset or bra.
I have got used to the breast forms because they give me a figure and make me walk differently. I like the make-up and the way you can change your looks.
I am not keen on the wigs but they are needed otherwise I look silly. You know that I love the heels, higher the better, and I don't really like flat shoes very much.
I have loved getting ready for you, for us, and what often follows." She paused. "What else?"
"I get nervous about going out, but the weekend was fun. I enjoyed the shopping.
I don't know what you are going to push me to do next but I will wait and see. I like having no body hair. I like having my nails painted and earrings and I like my tattoos but I don't think that we should add any more.
I'm sorry, I get the impression that you want me to stop and wind it back a bit. I thought that you liked it." I laughed.
"You silly girl. I love you. I love your dress. I don't want you to stop or wind it back. Actually, I think that you want to go further."
"But I can't, you know that. You would not want me to would you?" He looked a bit frightened.
"You can go further and I have thought about little else since Sunday. You can go further, I would like you to.
Actually, I think that Chris might want to take a holiday." The look on her face was priceless. "Dress as a woman every day. Is that what you mean?" I nodded. "But what about my work? What would people say?"
"I have thought about all of this and I want to push. I think that everyone at the salon would be fine with it and so does Julie."
"You have discussed this with her?"
"We spoke about it after she met Melissa on Sunday and again on the phone this afternoon. Julie suggested that you could take over from Mary during her maternity leave. It's only four days a week, you could do your other client work on Mondays and your work for Julie at the same time as the reception.
I suspect that your other clients will be fine with it. The only way to find out is to speak to them. You only earn 25% of your income from the other salons and I doubt if they would all shun you.
We could manage fine without that income if it came to that. "No way." "Yes. I want you to go and think seriously about this. Tomorrow go and speak to Julie and then your other clients. Be brave."
"Okay."
She looked scared and sad as she got up to go. "By the way this weekend we go to get my nipples done and I will need you to be brave. I am terrified. As for your tattoos.
We will be adding another one at the same time." I did not see Melissa for the next hour and went to check that she was okay. I found her crying.
"What's wrong?" "I just can't, I'm okay just leave me."
"Okay. Do you want anything?"
"No thanks."
"Do you mind if I phone Jess?"
"What for?"
"I want to talk to her."
"About this?"
"Yes and other things"
"Okay." I left Melissa alone and I called Jess. I explained what had happened and how Chris/Melissa was.
She asked if she should come over and I said no. We chatted and she promised to help in any way that she could. Melissa did come downstairs to make a cup of tea and we met in the kitchen.
"How are you?"
I asked. "I'm okay. You know that I want to do this but it is so sudden and dramatic and I worry so much about my clients and what people will say." "It is all your choice.
You know my feelings and I will help in any way that I can and so will Jess."
"What did she say?"
"She offered to come round and promised to help. Anything else is between her and me."
Chris, I was stuck. I wanted to do it but was frightened to say the words. I will sleep on it We went to bed soon after that and held each other.
Comments
Brianna Demonet
I'm hoping Melissa will go full-time and get breast augmentation. Maybe even HRT. But not go all the way!
Amanda
Crunch time for Chris/Melissa. Waiting in breathless anticipation for the final decision & its implications for everyone.❤️🙏🏻💁♀️
Annah Rourke
Please! So much - YES!
