This story is a work of fiction. It has an adult theme and is not intended for younger readers. Any similarities between actual persons, living or dead are coincidental.
"Mmmmmm. Wow. That felt so good." Lisa purred while sliding off of Jim's hips. Jim laid there seemingly contented to engage in a little post coital bliss. One of his favorite most parts of their Sunday morning love making. The sun was already high in the sky outside their bedroom window. Chiffon curtains over the partially opened window frame gently swayed with the slightest of morning breezes. Just another hot July morning in Northern Indiana. Within a few moments Jim shifted his body slightly while still holding Lisa's head to his chest. Reaching for a package of cigarettes, lighter and ashtray, on the small night stand to his right side. Jim flipped over the top of the package and selected one of the long white cylinders, and offered it to Lisa. As she accepted the cigarette and placed it directly into her mouth, Jim moved the ashtray to his side within easy reach of Lisa's hand, and then lit her cigarette for her. She took a slow drag and deep inhale and then exhaled a long plume of white smoke over Jim's head.
The couple then looked each other directly in the eye, and smiled. Lisa leaned forward and gave Jim a kiss on his lips. Warm, tender and smoky. Trimming her cigarette ash in the glass ashtray by Jim's side she began to reflect.
"When?" Lisa whispered.
"I told you, anytime." Jim said rather nonchalantly. They'd had this discussion very frequently these last few months. And Jim knew that he'd just about run out of every excuse. Lisa wanted to get pregnant and Jim had probably already put it off longer than he should have. A quick survey of the beautiful woman lying next to him, confirmed that he'd lost the last of his reluctance. It was time. Lisa, at age 31, had changed little in the six years they'd been married. Physically that is. She was 5' 4" tall and weighing just above 120 lbs. Long legs, a narrow waist, and the most wonderful natural breasts he had ever had the privilege to suckle. Blue eyes and strawberry blond hair, which Lisa had kept at shoulder length since their wedding day, just to please Jim, completed the woman he saw laying next to him. He was the luckiest man alive, and he knew it. His mind wondered back to the wedding announcement in the Fort Wayne paper six years ago.
Mr. And Mrs. Glen Hart are pleased to announce:
The wedding of their daughter Elizabeth June Hart to Mr.
James Robert Taylor of Fort Wayne. Jim and Lisa are both
Graduates of Purdue University with Jim's degree in Electrical Engineering
And Lisa's degree in accounting. The newly weds will be making their home
In Fort Wayne where Jim is employed at Addison Engineering.
"Lost in thought lover boy?"
Jim answered "a little I guess. Mix of thoughts you know."
"About me not smoking while I'm pregnant I bet?"
Jim just grinned. "There's that of course, but mostly I was thinking about some breakfast. How about I make you some strawberry pancakes and some bacon?"
"Perfect. I'll potty and meet you in the kitchen." With that Lisa climbed over Jim on the way to the bathroom, grabbing her slinky silver nighty on her way past the chair next to the private bathroom off the master bedroom. Jim made a pit stop at the main bathroom on his way downstairs to the kitchen to begin the breakfast preparations. His mind kept going back in time to his intimacy with Lisa. While she had changed little during the marriage physically, oh how she'd changed as a sex partner.
It was exactly six weeks before their nuptials. Jim and Lisa had found an apartment in Fort Wayne, and were getting boxes of stuff transported up there. While engaged, they had both maintained their own places, however, being as how Lisa had a roommate they preferred to spend most of the time at Jim's second floor walk up apartment. Lisa showed up a little early, just as Jim was piling a box of videos into the dumpster. Lisa wanted a peak at the contents of the box and Jim about freaked out. She challenged him. "No secrets!" Jim let her peek inside, revealing the smoking fetish collection he was tossing out. Lisa looked at him rather quizzically, and then insisted that he bring them back inside. Later that evening, Lisa popped one in the VCR and proceeded to watch it all the way through.
"This stuff turns you on?"
Jim could just squirm on the loveseat next to Lisa. Lisa on the other hand, seemed very amused by her fiancé's embarrassment. Till she leaned over and unzipped his fly though. When he began to relax a little more, Lisa took the opportunity to give him a rather slow hand job. A few weeks later after making some of the final wedding preparations, they stopped into a bar and grill for a bite to eat and a few beers. Lisa was seated across from him, and after her first beer she lifted her purse from the seat next to her and set it on the inside end of the booth where they were seated. Then she took out a package of Virginia Slims Menthol 120's and a BIC disposable lighter. Jim was shocked, but didn't say anything. He watched her intently and she placed one of the cigarettes into her painted lips. She flicked the lighter to flame, and then lit the end of the VS. A small inhale, with a rather quick exhale that followed but without a cough. It was then that Jim noticed the package was half gone.
"We spent all day making wedding preparations, but I've been practicing this past week for the honeymoon." Was all she said. She continued to smoke her cigarette, in the same manner that the "smoking models" had until their burgers arrived. It was this very thought that went through Jims mind when the minister asked him the fateful question "and James, do you take Elizabeth Hart as your lawful wedded wife?"
The resulting "I DO", that Jim almost shouted caused the attendees to almost break out laughing.
The honeymoon was just the beginning of their adventures together. Lisa did become very proficient at smoking. In fact, she became quite adept at slipping into the sexy seductive mode. Jim of course, was in heaven. Jim became more the romantic, which seemed to fuel Lisa's sexual energies. He'd bring home flowers for no apparent reason, Lisa would counter with a new, and even sexier negligee. When Lisa was too sick to go to work, Jim would stay home and take to her well being in earnest. As she would sleep on the couch, with a box of tissues, Jim would get the laundry caught up. When she went to bed early, Jim would shut the door tight and vacuum the downstairs. When Lisa was feeling well enough to go back to work, the house was clean and the laundry was caught up.
They were quite the couple all right. By mutual agreement, Lisa's smoking was kept a strict secret. Jim wanted no part of her becoming addicted. Even to this present time, neither of the families would have suspected Lisa to have even the occasional cigarette. When Lisa took a job with a hotel management company, she never took her cigarettes to work with her. Her smoking was part of her intimacy with Jim. Nothing more, and nothing less. The system worked for them both. Together, with their upward mobility, they soon bought their first house together. They called it a "starter home" however, Lisa's father Glenn, who was a Real Estate Broker, called it the house to end all houses. A 3500 sq foot two story with a full basement. Three bedrooms upstairs, with a main floor office area that could have easily been made into another bed room. Large kitchen and panty, and also a combination living room/family room. Of both Jim and Lisa's siblings, they were the ones to envy.
Jim and Lisa were both natural competitors. One was always trying to out do the other. Working, creating, and of course sexually as well. After a few years, Lisa learned the secrets to unlocking Jim's fertile imagination. It made him both a successful engineer, well liked in the office and popular with clients, but a truly devoted and marvelous lover. On their honeymoon Lisa had purchased a book on love making. It was over seven hundred pages long and was a complete encyclopedia of all things sexual. Even though Jim was embarrassed by most of it, Lisa insisted on knowing his wants and desires. After the first few days of that honeymoon, Jim was so worn out that he suggested that they cuddle for an evening or two so he could "recharge his batteries". One morning Lisa awoke to find her new husband had snuck off to the golf course, just to get a small break from the amour us Lisa. Lisa only smiled when she realized what Jim had done, she knew she had him and her leash was just long enough for him to play golf.
Through the first few years of their marriage, Lisa would always find new and interesting sexual activities. She also kept her smoking for Jim a secret, until one fateful day in February.
Lisa's job with the hotel management company involved keeping and combining financial records for several hotel chains. Data links between her company and the clients downloaded information to a central administrative group. Lisa would do some software trouble shooting as well as search out missing pieces of crucial data for weekly and monthly reports. Not a glamorous position to be sure, but Lisa could always be counted on to come through in a pinch.
On this fateful day in February, a large motel in Indianapolis had a problem. Their server had taken a dump. Although Lisa couldn't help with the hardware problems, she could burn a back up disk to restore the lost data they would need to get their business back on track. And urgency was the name of the game. From the time Lisa's department got the call, to when she left in her silver Taurus with the back up disk, it was only an hour. Given the two hour drive time to Indianapolis, she would have difficulty in getting home for dinner. She called Jim at his office to advise him of her work needs, and Jim agreed to fix something light and keep it warm for her return, which would probably be sometime around 10 pm. But we're talking Indiana in February. As fate would have it, a cold air mass coming southeast over Lake Michigan, met with a warm moist air front coming up from Florida. The resulting snow started falling shortly before Lisa got there.
"Hi, you must be Lisa Taylor; oh thank god you're here." Crystal Findley was in a panic, and was sure glad to see Lisa come through the door. Chrys and Lisa had known one another through phone conversations for several months. Now meeting for the first time in person. Lisa was somewhat taken back. Chrys was nothing like she sounded like on the phone. Lisa pictured Chrys as being somewhat older than she was. At 34, Chrys was a "looker" too. Short blond hair over brown eyes. At about 5"7 and maybe 130 lbs, she was not only beautiful but very well endowed.
"Chrys?......oh my god. I had you pictured so differently."
Chrys giggled "Yeah, I don't look like I sound on the phone. Must be my ciggies. I've been hooked on em for 15 years. Bradley our hardware guy left about an hour ago to beat the snow storm. He told me to just put in the compact disk you brought and the computer would do the rest. I guess he has it all set up. I also have his cell phone number just in case, and he will talk us through any problems."
Lisa looked behind her through the motels front door. "Wow. The flakes of snow are larger than silver dollars."
"Did you bring an overnight bag by chance?"
Lisa didn't of course. Just her luck too. In her hurry to get out of Fort Wayne, she completely spaced out the impending storm.
"No I didn't. Geez. Can I perhaps get a room here?"
Crystal was way ahead of Lisa.
"Janet.....hey hon.....book a room for Lisa. Make it a single with a queen, and put that on the comps, she's gonna be our guest tonight. Hey Lisa, smoking or non dear?"
"Ah either one, what ever you have available."
"Janet make it smoking please....thanks."
Lisa kinda wondered about that, but only for a moment as the two woman headed into the back office and the waiting server. Lisa inserted the back up disk while Chrys punched the necessary keys. The server hummed to life seemingly greedy to gobble up the back up disk. Lisa peeked over Crystals shoulder watching the monitor come to life and go through its various gyrations. Lisa detected the luscious smell of cigarettes and perfume. Finally the screen flashed "Back up Data Uploaded Complete" Chrys gave it a satisfied look. "Janet, be a dear and try a room search for a week ago Please"
"I'm on it. It took it. We had three vacancies last week Tuesday. Two queens single and a double king all smoking"
"Thanks hon. How about some dinner for you my knight in shining armor?" Mused Crystal. Elated to be back on line again.
"And a drink perhaps?" said Lisa giggling.
"Oh a woman after my own heart. There's a Fridays right next door, and beyond that a Maxes for some unmentionables if you need. The rest of the stuff we have, and if not you can raid the lost and found.
Lisa grabbed a pair of snow boots out of the Taurus's back seat, noticing the snow already filling in the heated spots on the hood of her car. A quick glance to Crystal revealed snow accumulating on her short blond hair. The ladies then slipped and sloshed their way over to Maxes for some new undies for Lisa, and bra which she got on sale and a light blue cotton sleep shirt. Before long they were seated in the smoking section at Friday's ordering their suppers.
"Hi, I'm Jill; I'll be your server tonight. Can I get you something from the bar while you look over the menu?"
Chrys didn't hesitate "Captain and diet please, with a lime." Then glanced at Lisa along with Jill.
"Gin and tonic thanks."
After Jill had taken the two steak orders, and fetched back the drinks, Crystal reached into her purse and brought out her cigarette case. With a well practiced movement, she placed a VS120 Menthol to her lips and flicked her BIC bringing her "ciggie to life". Lisa was already anticipating it when the offer came forth.
What ever had kept Lisa in abstinence in the past suddenly flew out the window into the heavy falling snow.
Crystal turned the open cigarette case in Lisa's direction. Without a second thought Lisa took one of the slim white cylinders and placed it into her mouth and accepted Chrys offer to light her.
"I didn't see you bring any cigarettes in with your...I hope you're not trying to quit."
"Nah, I don't smoke at work.....usually anyway." Lisa smiled back at Chrys.
"Ah, I see....closet smoker?"
"Actually more of a bedroom smoker." Lisa looked a little chagrined.
"Ok. Never heard of a bedroom smoker" Crystal looked a little confused.
"It's kinda funny actually. I started smoking for my husband shortly before we got married. He....well....sorta gets in the....mood when I smoke for him." Lisa explained.
The topic changed momentarily as the local weather forecaster came on the elevated TV screen over the bar. The whole room in fact quieted down to listen to the weather forecast. More snow expected over night. 5 – 10 inches. Plows were out and they expected the roads to be clear by mid morning. Interstate 75 going north and south would be the priority, and a wave of relief came over Lisa. She wouldn't be stuck here for more than just the one night. But she wasn't really feeling actually stuck. She was actually enjoying Chris's company.
"Jill hon, can we get another round please. Thanks." Chrys had her empty glass held just above her shoulder, when Jill nodded back. Lisa still had a little to go, but drained it quickly to make room for the next. Lisa was starting to catch a buzz.
"Sure." Lisa answered. This time Lisa lit her own, and not wanting to look like an amateur, she took a long drag, exhaling half through her nose, and double pumping again to fill her lungs. A four second hold, then a long plume of smoke exited her lips towards the ceiling. A grin of satisfaction graced her mouth.
"So tell me more about this bedroom smoking thing you have going?" Crystal smiled knowingly towards Lisa.
"Well, it started quite by accident a few weeks before we were married. Jim was trying to throw out a box of these videos. Well I caught him, and he acted so panicked I just had to know what was in the box. Smoking videos. I didn't even know such a thing existed."
"Jim smokes of course...."
"Nope. Least not that I've ever witnessed. I think he tried a cigar one evening at some Addison party, but I don't think he finished it."
"Amazing. So you get to smoke only in the bedroom?"
"Not exactly. I guess I can smoke anywhere in the house. But if I light one up, it won't be long before he's all over me....." Lisa paused to take a drag off her VS120.
"So let me see if I get this correctly. Your smoking turns him on, so all you have to do is light one up, then sit back and wait for the action. Do you smoke after sex too?"
Lisa giggled. "Before, after, and sometimes during."
"Holy shit girl. You have it Made in the Shade" Crystal spoke. "But you're not addicted."
"Yeah, I suppose a little. I try and hold back, you know, family etc. All non-smokers on both sides. And, then there's the whole baby issue. I want to have babies someday, and I don't want to have to go through a serious withdrawal or anything like that."
Crystal giggled. "Listen; find out from Jim what happened to give him this fetish so that perhaps I can work a little magic on some guy I get close too."
"Oh! Speaking of Jim. I better let him know where I'm at." With that Lisa dipped into her purse to retrieve her cell phone. A few moments later she caught Jim just getting home.
"Hi honey. I'm spending the night here with Crystal. Yeah unhuh. Snowing like crazy, but the weather forecaster said that I-75 will be open mid morning....unhuh. Oh she's nice. Yeah.....and guess what? I'm on my second cigarette right now.....giggle....yes she does...my brand.......yeah I'm gonna miss you too. Of course. See you tomorrow."
Lisa replaced her cell phone looking over to Crystal and smiled.
"Think he'll be waiting to jump your bones when you get home tomorrow?"
"Actually I think in about another ten minutes he'll be taking matters into his own hands....giggle"
Both Lisa and Chrys broke out laughing. Their steaks arrived just as their cigarettes were spent, and they both sliced into the largest New York Strips that Lisa had ever seen. After a sumptuous meal, Lisa ordered another round. The evening was spent in girl talk, and before it was over, both ladies had a "tune going". But were also, the best of friends.
"Good morning Doctor Menards office, this is Mary" said the perky voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hey Mary, it's Lisa Taylor. How's it going?
"Just great Lisa. What I can I do for you today?"
"I'd like to cancel my quarterly Deprovira shot. I think I'm supposed to come in on the 28th at 2:00 pm."
"Let me look that up. Yeah, your next shot is on the 28th at 2. Is there a problem or something?"
"Actually no. Not really a problem. Jim and I have decided to get pregnant."
"Oh Lisa that's great. I'm so excited for you girl. Jim finally came around huh?"
"Yeah. I knew he would eventually. Ah, I have a couple of questions for the Doctor or perhaps you can answer them for me?"
"I can try. I'll also mail out one of our expectant mothers booklets. It will probably answer most of the questions that you'd have."
Lisa thought for a moment. "How long after I'm off the birth control will it be before I become fertile again?"
"Well, in most women on Depo, they will have a very heavy menstruation within a few days after their next scheduled shot. Looking at your schedule, all things being equal of course, and you're in great health, I'd say your period will start about the 2nd or 3rd of August. Your best chance of getting pregnant would then follow about 12 days after that, so probably Saturday the 15th of August."
"Great. That would put me delivering sometime in May, if it takes on the first month."
"Correct. You'd even miss the summer heat. I had Justin in August and oh boy, I was so uncomfortable that last month."
"Thanks Mary. I'll look for the booklet."
"Congratulations girl friend. Doctor will want to see you around the middle of September if you pass the EPT test. That's explained in the booklet."
"Ah before I forget. Make sure Jim saves up his little swimmers for a few days ahead of time."
"Bye girl friend."
Later that evening Lisa was in an especially good mood. Jim could tell instantly when he hit the back door. The first thing that struck his senses was the pot roast hitting his nostrils. His favorite.
"MMmmm." Jim murmured as he gave Lisa a kiss. "My favorite?"
"Yep. It has got a few more minutes though." Lisa said as she twisted the top off a cold Bud Lite and handed it to Jim. Jim took a big swallow. Seeing Lisa in her short shorts, Jim realized how uncomfortable his work garb was. Taking his beer up the stairs, Jim changed into a pair of khaki's and a tee shirt and rejoined Lisa in the kitchen.
"How was your day love?" Lisa started as Jim was taking another swallow.
"Hot. 12 guys with double EE degrees and none of us could get the air conditioner up any higher. How was yours?"
"Actually wonderful. I called Menards office this morning." Lisa paused for effect. "I canceled my Depo shot for the end of the month."
Jim winced. Ever so slightly, but it was a wince none-the-less. Lisa picked up on it immediately, but didn't let on. She continued in her great mood, and served up the meal she'd spent a good part of the day preparing. After a most satisfying supper and a conversation that consisted mostly of babies, Jim and Lisa were doing the dishes together.
Lisa started. "You know honey; I'd like to make you an offer. Perhaps a little something to look forward to when I'm pregnant. You know I can't smoke for you, so perhaps I could possibly purchase you some new videos?"
Jim kinda stared off into space with a contemplative look on his face. His first thought was that might be OK, however, his instinct told him the offer might just go a little higher. He continued drying the ceramic crockpot. Then spoke hesitantly.
"Nah, I'm kinda past that sort of thing. I mean, I like to watch them sure, and we did keep my collection, but it's been in a box in the basement for years. I really kinda like watching you smoke. You're the sexiest smoker I know of." Careful Jim. Play it cool.
Lisa contemplated Jim's face. She knew how his mind worked. She just didn't know what he was getting at. Time to throw out some bait.
"Perhaps I could "Star" in a custom made smoking video for you. We do have a camera of course. Perhaps create a little custom compact disk for the big screen TV?" Lisa smiled seductively. She could tell that Jim was taking the bait. Time to set the hook.
"I think I'd look good smoking and wearing that black teddy you like. How about that?"
"Oh yeah. That and of course a few other things." Jim smiled at Lisa. He had her going. He knew it. Lisa smiled back at Jim, and she imagined the big silver hook deeply embedded in his cheek.
"Should I make a list sweetie?" Lisa smiled.
"I have a blue line tablet right here in my brief case." Jim (ever so suavely) motioned over to his case, which Lisa opened and picked out the blue line and a pen. Games were afoot, and they both knew it.
"I think I would like to see you in the black teddy, and of course the black garter belt with the FF nylons I got you for Christmas." Lisa scribbled that down, and glanced back to Jim, giving him the signal to go on. Jim in the meantime figured he'd take this as far as it could go, just imagining himself directing the ultimate smoking video. But how far could he push it.
"For shoes I think the silver 6" heels you have. Silver platforms I think you called them." Jim kept an innocent face. She would look so sexy in them.
"For makeup I'm thinking the way you did your eyes and lips for the Addison New Years Eve party. Only darker, more color."
"What do you think so far honey?" Jim smiled at Lisa.
"Humiliating actually". Lisa smiled back. She had a lot more room to give, let's see where he went.
"What do you think for a back ground? Maybe some music. I'll be smoking constantly of course, but where should we shoot this video?" Lisa finished writing and looked back to Jim for his answer.
"Oh for something this special, perhaps a motel room." Jim kept his poker face. Now to hit Lisa with the ultimate. Her secret fantasy. Let's just see if it strikes a cord with her.
"How about Crystal's motel down in Indy. Perhaps she'd even be willing to act in our little video?" Jim settled back and watched Lisa's reaction. Lisa continued writing. That bastard. Oh shit. Now the balls in my court. Let's see if he can handle the same. Like for like. Humiliation.
Lisa finished writing and set the pen down. "I think I'll have a cigarette. Do you mind?" Knowing what Jims answer would be Lisa went to her purse. Fortunately she'd remembered to pick up a package at the gas station today. She'd even had one on the way home so the package was open. I'll bet he notices. Not waiting to reseat herself, Lisa took a cigarette and placed it between her lips and brought it to life with the lighter she was now routinely carrying in her purse. She took a long drag, keeping one eye on Jim to gauge his reaction. He looked to be calm and smug. Oh he's not gonna like my next sentence. Lisa expelled a plume of smoke towards the kitchen ceiling. Jim noticed her deep full drag.
"OK, I'll ask Chrys if she'd be willing to partake in your little fantasy. But I think we need to have some rules put in place first."
"Which are?" Jim reflected back to Lisa.
"No sex between you and Chrys. Not intercourse anyway. And you have to behave. Chrys is a lady; you must not embarrass either of us in any way. You don't put any pressure on her or me at all. We do what we feel like. You watch for the most part."
Lisa took another strong drag on her VS120, and looked contemplatively towards the ceiling with her next exhale. "And" Lisa smiled her special smile as the thought hit her.
"You wear......... what we wear"
Game Set Match
By the time Lisa worked up the courage to call Crystal the games were well afoot. When Lisa told Jim that he'd be dressed a little differently he turned white as a sheet. Lisa knew some of his secret fantasies, just as well as Jim knew of hers. And if he was going to pull that card out of her deck, she had every right in the world to pull out one of his. But after a few days, Jim hadn't chickened out. Lisa would push a button here and there, but it appeared as though he was willing go forward.
"This is Chrys, sorry to keep you holding, how may I help you?"
"It's Lisa. I'd like to make a reservation." Giggle.
"Hi hon. I sure miss you. When. You coming down here. Bringing Jim?"
"Yes to all of the above."
"And what's the occasion. Indy is positively hot right now. We've got Air Conditioning of course. The pool maybe?"
"Well, I'm gonna get myself knocked up."
"Oh sweetie. I love it. A romantic get away for two. We don't really have a honeymoon suite. But I can get you into the hot tub after hours if you'd like. This is way cool. When did this come about? I thought Jim was a bit reluctant."
"Well, he agreed. I had to make some concessions if you know what I mean, but over all I think he'll take to fatherhood just fine. He's been so sweet and supportive."
"When hon. Weekends are pretty tight right now....but..."
Lisa interrupted. "Not until August 14. Actually my "prime time" should be the Saturday, but my thinking is just the Friday night before. It's part of the concessions I mentioned."
"I'll look see here....yeah. King Size bed and smoking of course."
"Yeah. And just the one night. One more small favor I would like to ask....and you can say NO of course...no problem.....but part of the concession is......" Choking back the embarrassment Lisa related the story of Jim's fantasy evening. Being smoked by two lovely women.
"I'll do it. Hell yes I'll do it. I would be honored to do it." Crystal actually started to go overboard. Lisa cut her off, and with another swallow, started to go through her plans and that Jim had no clue as to what would happen to him.
"Hmmm. Delightful. You have such the naughty side. I expect to learn from the master. And, listen....I don't know if this would fit with your little scheme or not, but several months back our limo driver failed to load a suitcase onto the airport shuttle. It sat out by the front door for an hour or so and one of the staff brought it in and placed it behind the desk. I figured somebody would call for it, but weeks went by and nobody called or wrote us. I thought I better pop it open to find an address inside maybe. Well, no wonder they didn't claim it. It was full of kinky bondage stuff. Leather wrist and ankle cuffs, collars and ball gags. There's this three piece clear plastic thingy that looks like some kind of puzzle or something. I haven't a clue what that's for. There is a considerable investment in leather there let me tell you. Somebody is out some serious dollars."
Lisa paused a moment "You still have it?"
"Yeah. I took it home. Figured what the hell. Leather is expensive girl."
"And I 'm the one with a naughty side....Geez Chrys."
Both the ladies started laughing again. They exchanged a few more ideas. Lisa was amazed at Crystal's wardrobe and her knowledge of what went where. One by one they traded ideas and formed the outline of a game plan. One idea followed another. Before the conversation was over, Lisa had a remarkably small shopping list. Outside of some clothing that would fit Jim's somewhat larger build, there were only a few items. She could easily handle those and the clothes shopping before the 14th of August. That evening when Jim came through the garage door, Lisa was waiting with a kiss and a cold Bud Lite.
"What's up doll? Love the lipstick. What's for dinner?"
"Spaghetti and garlic bread. Green salad. And I talked to Chrys today......." Lisa paused to make sure she had Jim's full attention. When his skin began to turn that cute crimson color she so loved, she leaned in real close to get a good look at his eyes when she whispered "Game ON"
"Really?" Jim paused to collect his composure, then clicked open the latches on his brief case.
"I stopped at the video store this afternoon, and let's see here....fresh batteries for the camera and two mini cordless microphones with an adapter to fit our camera." Jim was now smiling like the Cheshire cat. Lisa smiled back at him and went back to the dinner preparations. Feeling pretty good about himself, Jim sat back and worked on his Bud Lite.
Over the course of the next few weeks, Lisa's preparations went forward. Looking back it seemed so simple, but the biggest preparation of all she had no control over. When she woke up on August 3rd it was part smile and part pain.
"My period started this morning."
"And the rest of your plans.....?" Jim responded.
"All in place. Now did that booklet say to abstain from sex for three days or was that three weeks....." Lisa just smiled. The smile suddenly exceeded the cramps. She was gonna win this contest for sure. Although Jim hadn't shown any signs of "chickening out" she was confident that he wouldn't go through with it. Little did she know Jim had a steady resolve. Lisa pumped her fist as she headed to the bathroom to find a Tampon.
The days flew by. Thursday August 13th before going to bed, Lisa called Jim to the master bathroom. She had just finished her bubble bath but had left the sudsy water in the tub. Jim walked in as she was drying off.
"I was thinking you might like a little bubble bath tonight honey. Big night tomorrow."
"I was gonna shower before we go down there, seems a little early..."
"Not really." Lisa looked him in the eyes, looking for that crimson color, as she handed him her can of shave cream and a fresh leg razor.
"Ah... you want me to shave my legs?" Jim stuttered.
"Honey, look at me...." Lisa opened her towel and twirled around for Jim's benefit. "How much body hair do you see on me?"
Jim went from crimson to red.
"I have just a small landing strip above my snatch. You can have a small landing strip above your penis." Lisa stared him down. "Get moving, I still have to put your toenail polish on before going to sleep, and it takes 20 minutes to dry."
Jim regained his composure. Knowing that the shaved legs and toenail polish would be well hidden from his co-workers at Addison's the next day. Jim with a smallish bit of bravado pulled off his boxers and took his place in the tub. Lisa simply went to the main bathroom to operate her hair dryer, grinning all the way. He'll chicken. Jim was still in the bathroom when Lisa checked the doors and windows downstairs. The weather had cooled off some, and they were able to keep the upstairs windows open at night to avoid running the air conditioning. When Jim exited the bathroom, Lisa was seated on the bed with her nail kit.
Jim complied with her somewhat demanding voice. Lisa picked up Jim's left foot and placed it on an old towel over her lap. Being as gentle as she possible could, she first pushed back the cuticles, then applied a "toe keeper" between his toes. Jim had seen Lisa do this to herself a few hundred times, so he knew what to expect. Lisa then selected her brightest pink nail polish, pausing to see if Jim would turn back to crimson. He did in fact, but that wasn't the most visible change that had come over Jim. He was now sporting a rather large erection.
"Well, you must really like this color." Lisa just grinned. And then added in a rather matter-of-fact voice. "That woodie of yours is going away all on it's own. Your going to save the swimmers, that's part of the deal. Got it?"
"And when you get up in the middle of the night, I will be wide awake with you. If I don't hear a pee stream in the middle of the toilet water within one minute of your going in there, I'm going to assume that your in there wasting valuable spermatozoa's that you've promised to me....and our deal is off." Jim nodded his agreement.
"Good. Now your other foot please."
And so the preparations kept going. Lisa completed the two coats of polish on Jims toes, and had inspected to see that he'd removed the requested body hair. Lisa did march Jim back into the bathroom to take care of the hair on his back, but forgave him that as there was no way he could have reached it. In all actuality it was Lisa that slept soundly. Jim couldn't get rid of the woodie. Each time his mind would wonder about his toes being bright pink, the woodie would return. He tried not to think about how smooth his legs felt against the percale sheets. Jim was also worried what kind of day he'd have at work. Smooth legs and pink toenails were one thing, but hiding a woodie all day was something else. He did however; resolve himself to keep his promise.
At breakfast the next morning, Jim was given his orders. Lisa was leaving early with her stuff and to get the camera set up. Jim was to come there straight from work. Lisa had calculated all the distances and drive times from Addison's. She figured Jim's Durango to be in the motel parking lot no later than 6:18 pm. Jim reiterated his promise, and also would call on his cell phone about any unexpected delays.
"And, Chrys will be there around 9 pm, and we have a lot of work to do on you before hand." Lisa said that shortly before she kissed Jim good bye and gave him a pat on his butt.
Jim's Durango pulled into the motel parking lot at exactly 6:15 pm. The parking lot seemed to be remarkably full. Jim spent several minutes finding a parking spot, then had to sprint some distance to the main desk. At the front desk he was given the spare key card by the clerk, with directions up to the room. Jim noticed the "Smoking OK" insignia on the door as he operated the card key. Good thing too. The room was filled with fresh smoke.
When Jim entered the room, something came over him. Lisa stood up and switched off the evening news. She was a vision. Jim was speechless. There before him was the most beautiful woman that he could ever have imagined. His eyes fell first to the floor where they met the 6" platform spike heels. Following up her legs were the FF seamed stockings. As if by communicating telepathically, Lisa lifted the "little black dress" so his eyes could glimpse the four garters holding up the stockings. The LBD fit like a glove, tight in all the places it should be. Her bodice was open, revealing the top of her black teddy. Her breasts pushed hard against the satin fabric to the point where her nipples were obvious. Lisa's voice brought him back from heaven for just an instant.
"You like?" Jim's eyes followed the sound of Lisa's voice back to her mouth. The red lipstick made her lips smooth and voluptuous.
"Yes" Jim's voice was just a whisper. His eyes met Lisa's for the first time. Her eye shadow was just as he'd hoped. Of all the things that went through his mind on the drive to Indy this afternoon, the eyes were the foremost. And they were perfect. Lisa's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Jim darling, you remember the rules. Gawking is one of the no no's OK"
"Yes. I understand. No gawking."
"Good, now take off your clothes and hang them up. We have a lot to do to make you as pretty as me." Lisa grinned very mischievously. Jim could only follow her instructions. After he'd stripped off his working clothes, Lisa had him sit down on the edge of the king size bed. She had his new outfit all laid out for him, but it was more than he could handle. He kept his gaze locked with Lisa's eyes as she went to work. Handing him a pair of satin pink panties, she requested that he slip them on. Jim slipped them on perhaps a little slower than he would have boxers, and then he sat back down. Before he could adjust to wearing woman's panties, Lisa motioned for him to raise his leg for the nude sandal toe panty hose she was rolling in preparation for his leg. Once both legs were encased in the sheer nylon, Jim stood up and helped Lisa lift them up above his waist.
"Don't sit back down yet lover. It's going to be easier to fit your bra if you're standing."
Jim again began to swoon. The smoky air in the room. Lisa's hair, her dress, her makeup was intoxicating. It was as though he was falling under her spell. Lisa fitted a beige colored bra over Jim's outstretched arms and fastened it behind his back. Taking a couple of silicon breast forms she applied double sided clear plastic tape to the inside edges. She next took a package of a tacky type of wipe and cleaned the shaved areas around Jim's nipples. After placing the breast forms against his skin, making sure they were on straight, Lisa lifted the underwire bra up and adjusted the shoulder straps. This was almost more than Jim could stand. What Jim had taken for a longer night shirt on the wall rack was actually a nylon dress. Lisa slipped the red nylon dress over Jim's head and arms, then zipped up the back for him. The zipper end just covered the bra clasp in the middle of his back. The sides of the dress under Jim's arms were open slits to a level just below his waist and had laces and plastic grommets. Moving from side to side, Lisa gradually pulled each lace tighter and tighter until the dress felt as tight as the one that Lisa naturally filled out all by herself. After securing the ends of the two laces on each side with several knots, Lisa cut off the lace ends with shears.
"Custom on site fitting. What do ya think?" Lisa said.
Jim looked into the mirror on the back of the bathroom door. The reflection of himself in the mirror shocked him. From the neck up he was still Jim, but from the neck down...he was a woman. Jim turned himself around to look at his backside.
"It will look better with these. Lift your leg." Lisa was indicating the pair of 3" spike heel red shoes with ankle straps. Jim lifted his legs and shortly (no pun intended) he was 3" taller. But to Jim, it felt like his head had just scraped the clouds.
"Did you get anything to eat on the way down honey?" Lisa motioned to a tray of cheese and crackers on the vanity. Jim shook his head "No" and Lisa picked up a cheese/cracker and inserted into his mouth. Jim began to chew.
"We're having some wine tonight. I thought it might loosen us all up somewhat. Maybe make things a little more comfortable for you. I'll feed you some while I do your nails. Slide that ottoman over here and give me a hand." Lisa pointed to the striped ottoman that matched the arm chair in the corner. Jim was able to feed himself some cheese and crackers while Lisa was giving his left hand the manicure, but when she began on his right hand, Lisa was then obligated to periodically stuff a cracker in Jim's mouth. Lisa first applied the oversized plastic nail tips to Jim's fingers with clear glue. After pinching each finger tip for twenty seconds, she would apply glue to the next and repeat the twenty second pinch. Once all the tips were applied, Lisa took an emery board to smooth and take off the rough edges. Getting the same pink nail polish from her purse that she had used on his toes the night before, she proceeded to put two coats on each finger, along with a third coat of clear sealer. It was when Lisa put the emery board and other nail accessories back into the purse, that he first noticed it. Lisa had brought two purses with her and one of which he didn't recognize as being hers. Strange he thought.
"Like the nails?"
"Yes. They're longer than I would have thought." Jim replied
"They'll feel funny for the first couple of hours, and then you'll get used to them."
Jim reflected on his new nails for a moment. "It feels strange to see myself disappearing like this. I mean, now my feet and hands are painted and polished. Jim's feet and hands are gone. So are his clothes. Really weird."
Lisa could have told him that. But why spoil the surprise that she had in store for him. The research reading that she'd done on the cross-dressing web sites was thus far one hundred percent accurate. She looked forward to the end result.
"Make up time. Turn this way towards the light, and tilt your head back." When Jim complied with her request, she gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "That's the last kissing for you missy, at least until the lip stick dries."
Lisa took a wet washcloth and held it against the areas of Jim's beard that showed the most 5 o'clock shadow. Carefully taking some cream and a razor she cleaned those areas free of beard. Drying his face off, she began the application of the foundation. Her first guess as to color was accurate, and she took a sponge to give him a smoother finish. Next was the eye shadow. Again she went to the strange purse that contained the finger nail equipment. Selecting a tri-color package of eye shadows, she began to blend the colors over Jim's eyes.
"Still feel like Jim's slipping away?"
"Well, I think we're way past Jim's point of no return. Why don't we call you Jennifer?"
Jim just swallowed and held his head back as Lisa applied his eye liner. One thicker coat above the eye, then thinner lines above and below his lower lashes.
"Let that dry a second. Keep your head back. And try not to blink"
Lisa was busy a few moments outside of Jennifer's field of vision, even looking in the mirror. When Lisa returned, she had a glass of wine for both of them, a lit cigarette and a tube of dark pink lipstick.
"Open your mouth up love." When Jim complied, Lisa carefully filled in his lips with the lipstick. Lisa's final touch was drawing a darker pink highlight around the perimeter of his upper and lower lip.
"Turn towards the bed." As Jim turned Lisa opened a package that she had set next to the bed. Inside was a brunette wig. Once the wig was fitted tightly to Jim's head, Lisa began combing and teasing it into a style. The wig was shoulder length, which Jim found somewhat amusing. While Lisa worked, he saw a strange green suitcase alongside the bed which he hadn't previously noticed. He now figured out that the purse and suitcase must belong to Crystal.
"Stand up and walk over to the bath room mirror. I'm thinking you'll like what you see."
On slightly wobbly legs, Jim walked slowly over to the full length mirror. He was astonished at how he now looked. He twirled around and around. The red nylon dress was tight in all the right places, and his make-up was done to perfection.
"When you walk, take shorter strides and place one shoe in front of the other."
Jim felt perfect. He was walking on air, one foot in front of the other.
"You'd better pee before Chrys gets here. It'll take you a little longer, plus with the panty hose on, you'll need to sit down." Lisa grinned as she got the picture in her mind.
When Jim (Jennifer) returned from the little girls' room, Lisa was adjusting the camera and adding a little lighting here and there. Lisa motioned towards the stripped arm chair. As he was about to sit down there was a knock at the door.
"Right on time"
As Crystal entered the room, the look of surprise on her face spoke volumes.
"Oh my goodness. What have we here?"
"Chrys, I'd like to meet my husband Jennifer, Jennifer this is Crystal"
"Please call me Chrys....I must say you have a very sexy husband."
Jim blushed the brightest red. Chrys was decked out. Green halter dress even shorter than Lisa's. Her platform heels matched the dress. Her cleavage was exposed in a very tasteful manner, and her make up was perfect.
"How about a glass of wine Chrys" offered Lisa.
"Of course, and has Jennifer had some wine?" as Chrys said that she gave a small wink to Lisa.
"Oh yeah. Just one so far. I think probably one more though. And we probably should get to work if you know what I mean." Lisa winked back a Chrys.
Jim seated himself back in the arm chair as Lisa brought both he and Chrys a tall glass of red wine. Jim was in heaven just soaking up the ambiance. Chrys opened her purse (matching the shoes of course) and got out her cigarette case.
"I assume that smoking is OK?" Winking again at Lisa.
"Mandatory actually" Lisa winking back.
Without another word, the ladies both lit their cigarettes and took long slow drags. Eyeing one another in a knowing way. They looked over to Jim from time to time to make sure he was soaking this all in.
"Want to have a little fun with her?" Lisa nodded in Jennifer's direction.
"That's why I'm here isn't it." Crystal winked back at Lisa.
"Follow my lead." Lisa gave it her best sexy walk over to where Jim was seated. Jim hadn't taken a sip of his wine in a long time. Lisa pulled the stripped ottoman over and placed Jim's feet up on it. Then sitting to one side, motioned Chrys to take the other side.
"Enjoying the show darling?" Lisa looked into Jim's eyes. They were fading fast. Lisa took a huge drag on her VS120 and then exhaled a long plume of smoke directly into Jim's face. "Um uh huh"
" I think all the women that smoke are the sexiest, don't you agree Jennifer?" Chrys took a long pull on her VS120 and repeated Lisa's face blowing technique. Jennifer just smiled back, and her eyes shut closed. Sound asleep.
"Is that it?" Crystal whispered over to Lisa.
"Yeah, afraid so. He just can't take a sleeping pill like we can. Just knocks him flat on his ass." Lisa giggled.
"How many did you give him?"
"Just one mixed with his first glass of wine. He'll be out for hours now."
"He looks just fantastic you know. You really did a great job on him."
"I did didn't I. I'm kinda proud of myself." The ladies then clinked wine glasses.
"Success". "No, to babies" "I'll drink to that." As both Lisa and Chrys giggled.
"Speaking of that, grab that old suitcase and let's see if we can figure out how to work that clear plastic puzzle in there. I'm going to need a hand holding his dress and panty hose up out of the way."
"What about the camera?"
"Oh yeah, move that over here to get a full on shot of this. Might as well fill up that cartridge with something to entertain Jim when he gets back." Lisa smiled over to Chrys.
"And speaking of filling up the cartridge....." Chrys didn't finish the sentence.
Lisa looked back at Chrys with an understanding smile. "Oh the best is yet to come dear, the best is yet to come."
When Jim woke up in the morning he was in for the shock of his life. Glancing around the room he found nothing. Very strange. Where were Lisa and Crystal? I guess I fell asleep on them. I hope their not angry with me. It wasn't until Jim got up from the chair that he found the hard plastic present that Lisa had left him. The cock cage he was wearing around his penis. When he got up to move he must have twisted wrong or something and he felt a sharp pain in his groin. But walking to the bathroom to pee, he realized it wouldn't be painful, but he also figured he'd have to take it off. Gingerly taking down his panty hose and panty's, he realized the true nature of his predicament. It had a lock on it.
While seated on the toilet he glanced in the mirror. There looking back at him, was Jennifer. He also saw the mystery purse with a blue line note attached to it.
Good morning my love. I hope you slept well. I'm sorry that you didn't get to see the entire show being produced, but both Chrys and I think it came out just great. You should have hours of entertainment during our pregnancy. If you're angry this morning, perhaps your co-workers at Addison's might like to watch it. I'm sure that you'll hold up your end of the deal and not be pissed when you get home. Speaking of pissing, it's quite possible through the appliance that you're wearing. I'm sorry for that too, but I really really need those strong swimmers this afternoon.
Inside your purse you'll find the necessary make up to touch yourself up. Shouldn't be hard, you've watched me often enough. Also you'll find the keys to the Taurus. Sexy woman like yourself shouldn't be driving around in a big macho Durango. Oh, I left you $30. in cash to fill it up for me. It's on empty. Just the way Jim usually leaves it for me.
I have your credit cards and cell phone. I guess you won't be using the pay at the pump deal without Jim's credit cards. He doesn't like it when I charge gasoline, but then you already know that. You have Jim's driver's license, the cash and make up and that's all. Drive really careful on the way home, I really need those swimmers. Don't do anything that the cops might stop you for. Like speeding the way Jim does. I imagine being in that tight sexy dress you'll have to stop frequently in the rest areas. Jim doesn't like too stop at all when he's driving and I have to pee. The bill on the room is all taken care of, you just have to walk out the door and get in the car. See you this afternoon and take your time.
All my love,
As Jennifer/Jim was turning into his subdivision in Fort Wayne he had a big smile on his face. His make up was back to perfect, and he now laughed at the few words that he had to say all day. "Thirty dollars on pump Six Please" When the Taurus would only handle $26. he actually went back inside to the counter for his change. Ok he got some strange looks, he just wrote that off as being a little over dressed.
When Jennifer walked through the garage door, Lisa was waiting for her with a cold Bud Lite. Jennifer paused and took the beer. He smiled at his lovely wife.
"I think you're gonna remember the day we conceived our first child." Lisa smiled
"Are you ready to have me unlock the cage?"
"You gonna fuck me really good right now?"
"Are you going to stay in that outfit?"
"Do you think we'll have more than one child"
Jim smiled back. Lost in thought. "Oh yeah"
Jim looked lovingly into Lisa's eyes.
Lisa grinned back.