Dawn and Diana Move to Denver – Part 1

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Background:
This is the third episode of the saga, "Dan Becomes Dawn." In the first episode, Dan visits former neighbors in Denver, introducing them to Dawn, a cross-dresser. The next afternoon, Dawn met and bonded with Diana. In the second episode, "Dawn Visits Kansas," Dawn spends two weeks in Kansas. Diana asks Dawn to be a part of her life in the future.

Chapter One: Moving
Monday, October 11, 2004

I returned from a two-week visit with Diana in Kansas. During that trip, Diana had requested that I be dressed as Dawn. Diana had told her friend, Brenda, a retired psychologist, that I was a crossdresser. Brenda was very accepting, even encouraging me to transition into living full-time as a female. Diana and I were introduced to swinging with Brenda and her boyfriend, Larry.

The initial purpose of my trip was to appraise the property Diana’s parents had owned before they died in an automobile accident. This had been very rewarding as my business partners offered $20 million for the property. Brenda then asked Dawn to stay and appraise her property as well. Again, this turned out to be worthwhile for her.

Diana invited me to move to Denver and live with her as Dawn, allowing Dan to appear when necessary. I returned to Florida to prepare my home for sale so that I could join Diana in Denver.

This morning, I woke wearing a crème baby-doll nightie with tube-style breast forms. The next four days would require Dawn to be put away. I removed my nightie and breast forms. A golf shirt, shorts, and dock shoes would be my uniform of the day until Friday.

I began to inventory what I’d take. What needed to be cleared out would be donated to Goodwill or another charity. In the end, I’d only be taking clothing, wine, and liquor. Starting a new life as Dawn, nothing from Dan's past was important. Diana would bring cookware, dishes, silverware, and everything else for the kitchen. I’d leave all my kitchenware and list this unit as turnkey, including my golf cart! The few items I identified as unnecessary were loaded into my SUV and delivered to Goodwill.

I called Diana to discuss the logistics of my return to McPherson. The drive would take approximately twenty hours. I’d bypass Atlanta traffic congestion by heading west and passing through Birmingham, Alabama. Breaking this into two segments, I planned a stop in West Memphis, Arkansas, after driving for a little over eleven hours. We discussed what I’d bring and all that I’d be leaving. She agreed that no furniture needed to be moved. We’d start a completely new life.

Diana had called her friends, Mark and Nancy Lewis, to discuss our planned move. They also knew and recommended Wanda Dodge, the same real estate agent Roger and Lisa Porter had recommended. Diana contacted Wanda and scheduled a meeting for 10 AM on Tuesday.

I prepaid a suite in Diana’s name for a week at the Holiday Inn Express & Suites in Golden, check-in on Monday. Although Roger and Lisa had previously invited us to stay with them while house hunting, we felt this would be a more central location. It would take about seven hours to drive from McPherson to Golden. I also made a reservation for Thursday night at the Candlewood Suites in West Memphis, Arkansas.

After we concluded our phone call, I ate dinner, undressed, and called it a night.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Tuesday morning was spent organizing clothes for the next week. The past two weeks had provided an abundance of new outfits from Diana’s neighbor, Brenda, whom we referred to as Brenda’s Dress Shop. I won’t need to buy new clothes for some time!

Dressed as Dan, I’d wear male clothes for Wednesday and Thursday. Dawn would wear a dress on Friday to drive from West Memphis, Arkansas, to McPherson, Kansas. I planned four additional dresses for the weekend. We’d drive from McPherson to Denver on Monday. These outfits were packed in a travel bag for easy access. All the remaining clothes were packed into large bins and suitcases.

At two in the afternoon, my real estate agent, Gloria, rang the doorbell. There was a photographer with her. She asked why I was moving. “She’s very elegant!”

Gloria laughed, hugged me, and wished me the best. The photographer set up and began taking pictures for virtual viewing of the property. This would be uploaded for internet access, allowing anyone worldwide to see the listing. While this was happening, Gloria and I sat at the dining table to fill out the documentation. I explained that the unit would be sold fully furnished, including all furniture, TVs, dishware, bedding, washer, dryer, and golf cart.

She worked through estimates to determine the listing price. I was amazed. If this sold within ten percent of the list price, I’d receive a fantastic check! When the photographer finished, Gloria again hugged me and wished me well. They departed.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

I spent Wednesday cleaning and packing. Wine and liquor were packed into bins, with clothing used to keep the bottles from rattling during the drive. At four o’clock, I took the last load to Goodwill. The refrigerator was now empty, so I stopped at a restaurant for dinner. There was a bottle of Single Malt Scotch packed in my travel bag, so I enjoyed a glass before going to bed.

Thursday, October 14, 2004

Early Thursday morning, I showered, dressed, and loaded everything. Walking back through the house to make sure I’d not missed anything, I remembered to leave the garage door openers in a kitchen drawer, along with the keypad combination. Stopping at a drive-thru fast-food restaurant for to-go breakfast and coffee, I was on the road before seven o’clock.

I had a routine for long-distance driving: drive for about two hours, stop for a bathroom stretch, and continue. This routine was repeated, with a lunch break and refuel added, until I reached West Memphis, Arkansas. This segment had taken over eleven hours. I stopped to refuel, ate dinner, and then checked into the Candlewood Suites.

I took my luggage to the room. Down the hall to the ice machine, I filled the ice bucket and returned to my room. I poured a nice glass of Scotch. I smeared Nair over my arms, hands, legs, feet, and torso and let it set. I took a shower to wash off my body hair, then filled the bathtub, added bath oil, and settled down, with my Scotch, for a long soak, using a razor to remove any remaining hair.

After draining the tub, I took another shower, dried completely, and put on my tube-style breast forms and pink underwire baby-doll nightie with a G-string. I applied shimmering pink polish to my toenails and fingernails. Sat back and finished my Scotch while the polish dried. Then to bed.

Friday, October 15, 2004

Friday morning, I rose at 6 AM, showered, shaved, and applied full makeup with my wig and stud earrings. I dressed in a V-neck navy and white floral dress, with sandals.

Once I had everything packed, I double-checked the room, took my luggage to my SUV, and returned to the dining area for breakfast and coffee. After breakfast, I filled a travel mug with coffee and departed before seven o’clock.

It was the same driving routine as yesterday, until I arrived at the homestead, after driving for nine hours. I passed through the gate just after four o’clock, pulling up to park in front of the veranda.

Diana rushed down the steps, greeting me with a body-crushing hug and an impassioned kiss. Luckily, our bosoms met to soften the impact! I returned her hug and kiss. "Oh, my! I’ve missed you," she gushed.

"I’ve missed you as well. It’s wonderful to be back with you."

We hugged and kissed again, then I unloaded my luggage, computer bag, and travel bag, which contained dresses for the next three days. After hanging my dresses, I went into the kitchen, where Diana was making a pitcher of Martinis. She poured two glasses, and we clinked and sipped. Out on the veranda, we sat and enjoyed each other’s company while I relaxed from hours of driving.

After supervising the sunset just before 6 PM, we went inside for salad and lasagna. I opened a bottle of Chianti to go with our meal. We ate and then cleaned the kitchen.

Into the bedroom, we stripped, removed makeup, put on nighties, and snuggled in bed. After driving for over nine hours, I was exhausted. We drifted off to sleep almost immediately.

Chapter Two: Back To McPherson
Saturday, October 16, 2004

Saturday morning, I woke up at sunrise and snuggled with Diana. She woke up and removed her panties. I brought her to multiple orgasms. When she was satisfied, she pulled me up and hugged me until she recovered. She removed my panties and mounted and rode me until I exploded. We hugged and kissed lovingly.

“It’s thrilling that we’re back together. I look forward to having a wonderful life with you. It’s only been five weeks since we met, yet you make me so happy.”

“I’m ecstatic you’re in my life. These past seven weeks have been a whirlwind of changes for me. Your acceptance of Dawn is beyond my wildest fantasies. I can only dream of our future. You make me feel wonderful. Thank you.”

We got up, made the bed, showered, and dressed for the day. Since we had no plans to see anyone, we applied minimal makeup. I chose a blue and white golf dress acquired from Brenda’s Dress Shop. Diana selected a sleeveless floral dress.

We started the coffee maker and made breakfast. After eating, we cleaned the kitchen and began packing dishware, kitchen appliances, and silverware. We’ll not be able to eat at home from now on!

At about ten o’clock, my realtor called. She’d received a full-price, all-cash offer to close on Thursday. I asked her to submit the forms for electronic signature. This was fantastic news. We’ll celebrate tonight!

Diana called Brenda and asked if she’d care to join us for dinner at the Country Club. She enthusiastically accepted the invitation, agreeing to meet at five o’clock.

I went into the office and checked the email from my realtor for a link to electronically sign the acceptance letter. After finalizing the offer acceptance, I went back to help Diana continue packing. By three o’clock, we’d packed almost everything that we were taking, so we had nothing to do until we left on Monday.

In the bathroom, I stripped, showered, shaved, and applied full makeup. Getting dressed, I selected lace panties and a bra, large hoop earrings, a wig, and an empire-waist floral print dress with strappy dress sandals. Diana also showered and applied her makeup, then chose a multi-colored fit-and-flare dress.

“You look lovely. That dress follows your curves, and those curves are very sexy!”

“Thank you, Sweetie. Your dress is very stylish. You look fantastic.”

We drove to the Country Club, arriving as Brenda pulled into the parking lot.

“Oh, my goodness. You two look beyond beautiful.” Brenda is wearing a V-neck, knee-length, satin lace sheath dress that looks fabulous.

“Brenda, you’re beautiful,” I responded.

Entering the Country Club, we were greeted by the Manager, Kent. Diana and Kent had been high school classmates.

“Welcome, ladies. You all look fabulous this evening. Thank you for visiting tonight. Brenda, as usual, you look beautiful. Diana, you certainly are also fantastic this evening. Dawn, that’s a wonderful dress. Are we celebrating anything tonight?”

“Great to see you again, Kent. Yes, we’re celebrating a great contract on my Florida property. Is there a table in Rebecca’s area available tonight?”

“Yes, she’s here this evening. Let me see if there’s an open table in her area.”

We waited in the lobby while Kent went to find an available table in the area where Rebecca was serving. He returned and picked up three menus and place settings, leading us to a table. Rebecca was waiting for us to be seated.

“Good evening, ladies. You’re all looking fabulous. Dawn, thank you for requesting a table in my area. It’ll be my pleasure to serve you. May I start you with cocktails?”

“Great to see you again, Rebecca. Please bring us three flutes of Champagne. We’ll decide on dinner later.” I requested.

“Certainly. I’ll be right back.”

“Are you ready to move? Have you got everything packed?” Brenda asked.

“We have the kitchen packed, so we can’t eat at home anymore!” I answered.

Rebecca returned with our flutes of Champagne. We clinked glasses and sipped.

“When will you be leaving?” asked Brenda.

“Early Monday morning. We have an appointment with a realtor on Tuesday.”

Rebecca returned and described the specials: Ahi Tuna, sesame-crusted, seared rare, and served with Asian slaw. Next is a center-cut prime filet served with sautéed mushrooms, herb butter, and blue cheese crumbles. We placed our dinner orders. I also ordered a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon with three glasses.

“Can you believe we only met five weeks ago today, in Denver?” I asked Diana. “Seven weeks ago, I was merely a closet crossdresser. Look at me now. In that time, I’ve spent more time dressed as Dawn than as Dan. Two solid weeks here, two weekends in Denver. Of course, most nights. What a whirlwind of change!” I laughed.

Rebecca returned with our wine. A server brought our meals.

We finished our meal and declined dessert. I paid the bill with my credit card. Rebecca thanked us for choosing the Country Club for our dinner.

“Would you like to join us at home for an after-dinner drink, or two?” Diana asked.

“That’d be wonderful. See you in a few minutes.”

Back home, we had intentionally left some wine glasses unpacked. I opened a bottle of Chianti as Brenda walked up to the veranda and into the house. She hugged and kissed both Diana and me. “I’ll certainly miss you but am happy you’ll be starting a new life together.”

“We’ll miss you as well. Hopefully, you and Larry will visit once we’re settled.”

We went out to the veranda and enjoyed the evening.

“Dawn, I’m amazed at how feminine you’ve become in the three weeks I’ve known you. There are women, members of the Country Club, that aren’t as feminine as you. I can only imagine what you’d be like if you were to take hormones, grow your breasts, let your hair grow out, and live full-time as a woman.”

“If you want to live as a crossdresser, or if you want to transition, you know I’ll support any decision you make. These last five weeks have been some of the happiest times I can ever remember. You make me happy, and I want you to be happy. Do what makes you feel comfortable,” added Diana.

“I can only agree with Diana. Do what feels right for you. I sit here now and see an incredibly beautiful woman. As you said, you’ve spent more time as a female recently.”

We finished the wine. Brenda hugged and kissed Diana and me, then departed.

Diana and I went into the bedroom, stripped, hung up our dresses, removed our makeup, put on nighties, and snuggled in bed, quickly drifting off to sleep.

Sunday, October 17, 2004

Today would be the last day for Diana to spend in this home where she grew up. I snuck out of bed, letting her sleep. I picked up a bra and panties, a blue and white golf dress, and sandals and went into the bathroom. Showered, shaved, applied minimal makeup, and dressed. Tip-toed out, closed the bedroom door, and started a pot of coffee.

Powering up my laptop, I checked my email. My realtor had sent a confirmation of the offer and acceptance. The closing will take place on Thursday via conference call, and all documents will be signed online.

About an hour later, Diana came out wearing her dressing gown. “Thank you for letting me sleep in. What do you want to do for breakfast?”

“You were resting comfortably. We’ve nothing much to do today. Get dressed. We’ll find someplace in town for breakfast. No need to be in a rush.”

Diana returned to the bedroom.

I spent time researching Denver properties. About half an hour later, Diana came out wearing a sleeveless blue and white top with a matching blue skort and sandals.

We drove into town to the 5 Loaves Country Kitchen. One of Diana’s family friends now owned and managed the restaurant. I was introduced as a friend from Florida. They chatted, catching up on all the years since Diana had moved away, while we ate.

After breakfast, we returned home to finalize packing.

Brenda called to invite us for dinner. We graciously accepted, planning to arrive at five o’clock. As this would be the last time together with Brenda, I suggested we dress up for a memorable evening. Diana agreed, so we laid out special dresses.

Around three o’clock, we finished packing. It was time to get dressed. Diana showered first, then applied makeup. I showered, shaved, put on panties and a bra, applied makeup, inserted large hoop earrings, and put on my wig. Diana had selected a powder-blue A-line that displayed her bosom wonderfully. I had acquired a sleeveless, knee-length, black-and-tan chiffon from Brenda’s Dress Shop.

“Oh, Sweetie. That’s an incredible dress. You look quite beautiful.”

“Thank you. You look wonderful as well. Are you ready to go?”

We drove to Brenda’s. As usual, Diana rings the doorbell while opening the front door, barging in as if she owns the place. “Hey, Brenda! We’re here!”

“Come in. I’m thrilled you can join me this evening. Oh, My Goodness. You both look incredible! Those are beautiful dresses, and you look fantastic! How about cocktails first? What would you like to drink?”

“I’d like a Cosmo if you don’t mind.” Answered Diana.

“Please, make that two Cosmos!” I added.

“Two Cosmos coming right up.”

Diana and I sat at the high-top tables in the bar area while Brenda made and served our drinks. She already had a drink, so we clicked glasses and sipped.

“Thank you for having us to dinner this evening. We’ve packed everything. All we have left is to load the last two bins and our two suitcases in the morning,” said Diana.

We finished our cocktails, and Brenda announced that dinner would be a self-serve salad, spaghetti with Italian sausage, and garlic toast. I opened a bottle of Chianti and poured three glasses. Brenda put a bowl of salad on the kitchen counter. We served ourselves and then went back to the kitchen to dish out the main course. When dinner was complete, Diana and I helped Brenda put away leftovers and clean the kitchen.

“Dawn, would you please open another bottle of Chianti and bring it out to the pool?”

“Of course. Coming right up.” I was surprised. Brenda didn’t usually allow glassware near the pool. Concrete and glass are not friends!

Brenda and Diana took their wine glasses and the partial bottle of Chianti out to the pool area. I opened another bottle and followed them with my wine glass. We sat out enjoying the evening.

“I’ll certainly miss you both. Dawn, in the short time since we met, I’ve enjoyed being with you, and I’m thrilled at how happy Diana is with you. You two make a lovely couple. Cheers!” She raised her glass, and we clinked and sipped again.

“Brenda, it’s been wonderful meeting and socializing, and swinging, with you and Larry. You’ve been so accepting of Dawn, even encouraging me to transition. I don’t know if I will, but you give me confidence, and that allows me to think in those terms.”

I went over, hugged, and gently kissed Brenda. She returned the hug and kiss.

We finished the second bottle of wine and went back into the house. Brenda hugged Diana tightly, and they exchanged soft kisses. She hugged me and gave me a deep kiss, which I returned. “It’s been a wonderful time. May we meet again.”

“Thank you for being a wonderful friend. Please, make plans to visit,” I responded.

Diana and I returned home, removed our makeup, put on our nighties, and drifted to sleep.

Chapter Three: Back To Denver
Monday, October 18, 2004

We both woke at sunrise, which was at six-thirty. Diana was eager to get on the road. I showered and dressed in a floral A-line midi dress with sandals. Diana chose a pink flowered dress and sandals. We loaded our suitcases and the last two bins into my SUV and made a final check of the house. We went to a drive-through fast-food restaurant for to-go breakfast and coffee. Onto I-35 North before eight o’clock.

We used the same driving routine I had used on Thursday and Friday. It took seven hours for us to reach the Holiday Inn Express & Suites in Golden.

I’d made the reservation in Diana’s name, so she checked us in. We used a luggage cart to carry our suitcases, dress bags, and four bins to our room. Taking our time, we unpacked and hung our clothes for a week.

Checking the visitor guide, I found several restaurants in the area, most of them popular chains, sports bars, and microbreweries. Bono’s Italian Restaurant looked interesting. We decided to give it a try. After dinner, we returned to the hotel, got dressed for bed, poured glasses of Chardonnay, and watched the local news before calling it a long day. Sleep came quickly.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Diana and I woke up at about the same time Tuesday morning. I got up first, showered, shaved, applied makeup, and cleared out of the bath. Diana showered, applied makeup, and dressed. Sandals would be much more appropriate than heels today. I chose a long-sleeve, white-ribbed Henley top with a light blue, high-waisted button-front skirt. Diana selected a button-front, floral print A-line dress.

Breakfast was offered in the dining area off the lobby. After we ate, it was time to meet Wanda. Diana drove to the office, where we were greeted by the receptionist and ushered into a conference room. Coffee, water, and cookies were offered. A moment later, a petite woman with shoulder-length, curly black hair and D-cup breasts came in and introduced herself as Wanda Dodge. She looked stunning but still very professional, wearing a classy pantsuit. As the term goes, she would look good in a dress made from feed sacks!

“Welcome. I’m pleased to meet you. Both Roger Porter and Nancy Lewis called to give you glowing recommendations. They both hope we can find you a suitable property. I helped both couples find their current homes.”

“We missed meeting you and Laura at the party some time ago at Roger and Lisa’s. Nancy and Mark were also there.” Offered Diana.

“Yes. Laura and I had to help some friends. It’s a shame we missed the party.”

“Here are some listings I think will meet your needs.”

She handed us each a bundle of listings, then turned on a projector so we could see larger pictures on the wall. She walked us through each of the listings, soliciting our comments and responding to our feedback, both positive and negative.

After the first pass, we removed four listings and returned for a second viewing of the remaining eight. We then prioritized our favorites and compared notes. Diana and I agreed on the top four and found two that we both put on the bottom of the list.

“Great. I’m glad you agree on the top four. You agree on five and six, just in a different order. You both feel seven and eight are less desirable. We’ll visit six properties in reverse order of preference. Along the way, I know a great place for lunch.”

We went out to her full-sized SUV, Diana in the front passenger seat. I sat in the back seat behind Diana. Wanda drove for some time before arriving at the first property, which we had ranked as number six.

After visiting four of the properties, Wanda decided it was time for lunch. We were west of Golden, off I-70, near the town of Genesee. She turned off the highway and stopped at The Genesee Pub and BBQ for lunch. “Hope you like BBQ. This is my favorite place in this area.”

We entered a dining room that would accommodate maybe thirty diners, found a table, and sat down. A waitress came to take our orders. While waiting, I asked. “How long have you known Mark and Nancy and Roger and Lisa?”

“I met them through friends, now five years ago. How long have you known them?”

“Roger and Lisa were neighbors for four years, about seven years ago,” I answered.

“Mark and Nancy were friends of a former boyfriend, now thirty years ago. We remained friends after that relationship ended,” added Diana.

“It’s a small world. Amazing how many mutual acquaintances we have and how we come together.”

After lunch, we continued visiting and inspecting the two remaining properties. We returned to Wanda’s office about four o’clock.

“Thank you for a wonderful tour. I think we’ll need some time to digest everything. Would you care to join us for dinner? We’re planning to visit Simms Landing Steakhouse. We’d enjoy your company, and if you’d like to invite someone, they’d be welcome as well,” suggested Diana.

“Simms is a wonderful restaurant. Thank you. I’d love to join you. What time would you like to meet?”

“It is now four-thirty. Would six-thirty work for you?”

“Yes. I look forward to meeting you there.”

We returned to the hotel to change into nicer outfits. I stripped, stepped into the shower, shaved again, and applied makeup, my wig, and large hoop earrings. I chose a dark grey crepe fit-and-flare dress and black slingback two-inch heels.

Diana also showered and applied makeup. She chose a short-sleeved, pink-flowered, knee-length dress. We grabbed our purses and headed out to meet Wanda. Simms is up on a hill with a spectacular view of the Denver metro area. They’re famous for steaks but also offer high-quality seafood. Their menu is a la carte, yet reasonably priced. We pulled into the parking lot as Wanda was exiting her SUV with another lady.

“Great timing! Diana, Dawn, this is Laura Sanders. She and I are partner brokers in our realty firm. Among other things, we play card games, Samba, and Super Samba as competitive partners. She’s also a killer poker player!”

Laura had short-cropped blonde hair and was fit, with DD-cup breasts.

“Very nice to meet you, Laura. I also play Samba and Super Samba. What variants of poker do you prefer?”

“I prefer Texas Hold’em, but I also play Omaha and five-card stud. Once you get settled, we’ll get together for an evening of cards!”

We entered the restaurant, and the hostess seated us at a booth with a beautiful view of the Denver skyline. Our waitress greeted us, delivering water with lemon wedges, and asked if we’d like anything to drink. Wanda suggested we had time for a cocktail before ordering dinner and asked for a Cosmopolitan Martini; Laura, Diana, and I agreed that sounded good, so we all ordered one as well.

When the Martinis were delivered, we clinked glasses and sipped our drinks.

We chatted, discussing the six properties Wanda had shown us that day. Laura was familiar with these properties, so she joined the conversation, discussing with us the positives and negatives of each listing. As we reviewed the six listings, it became clear that our preferences were narrowed down to just two.

“Wonderful! This has been a thrilling discussion. We’ll look more closely into these two listings and get back to you. Do you have anything scheduled for tomorrow?” I asked.

“I have a luncheon with my realtor group. How does two o’clock sound? I can reserve those two properties for an hour each. That should give us plenty of time to tour and examine each one again.”

“That’ll be great. Plan to meet at your office tomorrow at two.”

Our waitress returned to take our dinner orders. As Diana and I had no place to store leftovers, we decided to split an iceberg wedge salad and a ten-ounce filet mignon with cognac pepper cream sauce. Wanda and Laura ordered their dinners. I suggested a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and four glasses.

While dining, we chatted with Wanda and Laura, discussing friends. Wanda opined that either of the two properties we were now interested in would be great party locations. Maybe all eight could get together once we were settled.

We dined, enjoying the view and each other. We declined dessert. The waitress asked how to split the bill. Diana paid for our share and the wine. Laura and Wanda split their share. Once the credit cards were processed, we left, reminding everyone we would meet at two o’clock, on Wednesday afternoon. Diana and I returned to our hotel.

After undressing, removing makeup, and putting on nighties, I poured two glasses of Chardonnay. We sat on the sofa to discuss the two properties, going back and forth with the positives and negatives for each.

We also discussed Wanda and Laura. Are they lesbian lovers? “I don’t think they’re lesbians, but we know they swing with Mark and Nancy and Roger and Lisa. What would you think of swinging with them?” I asked.

“My limited experience with women consists of being with Nancy and Brenda. I think you’re right, they aren’t lesbians, but bi-sexual. I’d not object to being with either one.”

“Do you think either one read me as a crossdresser?”

“Neither gave any indication. Wanda may suspect something. Don’t know if Nancy or Lisa said anything to her. Laura didn’t act as if she suspected anything. I look forward to partying with both of them. Which one would you prefer?”

“No preference here. I’d be thrilled to party with either of them. I look forward to being in a new home and hosting a party. These six, plus you and me, would be a wonderful evening. Either property would be a great place to host. And everyone would be able to spend the night, so no need to drive home after partying!”

“Would you like to practice swinging tonight?” asked Diana.

I laid her down on the sofa, removed her panties, and brought her to multiple orgasms until she begged me to quit and hold her. We hugged as she quivered. Once she had recovered, we moved over to the bed and drifted off to sleep.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

As Diana and I weren’t to meet Wanda until two in the afternoon, we slept in until ten o’clock Wednesday. I got up and showered, shaved, and applied makeup. Returning to the room, I selected an empire-waist floral print dress, a wig, and sandals.

Diana got out of bed, showered, applied makeup, and put on a black and floral mid-calf dress and sandals.

We visited a fast-food restaurant for brunch. As two o’clock neared, we drove to Wanda’s office. She was waiting for our arrival, ushering us into her SUV to visit the two properties. We discussed the positives and negatives as she drove to Hogback Ridge near Morrison.

The first home featured five bedrooms and four bathrooms on just over one-half acre, a two-car garage, and a three-car driveway, priced at $1.4 million. We wandered through the entire house multiple times, in and out, checking the views and access. Diana and I both gave it five stars. Wanda agreed and took us to the next property.

The second home is closer to town, shopping, and interstate access. It features four bedrooms, four full baths, and two half-baths on not quite one acre, a three-car garage, and spacious visitor parking priced at $1.6 million. Again, we wandered in and out, comparing each property as an entertainment venue.

Both homes were offered fully furnished, and neither had a homeowner’s association. Diana wondered if we would need such large homes. She finally decided that the four-bedroom home was nearer to town and shopping and a better investment that would also provide room for her daughters to visit.

We returned to Wanda’s office and filled out paperwork to submit an offer. Wanda found that an earlier offer, which had been canceled, had completed an inspection within the last thirty days, so we didn’t have to wait for one. There’d been an appraisal; however, given that Diana was going to pay cash, that wasn’t an issue. The appraisal showed the property valued at more than Diana was offering. We finished the offer paperwork. Wanda said she had an appointment, so we were on our own for dinner.

Following dinner, we returned to the hotel for a celebratory glass of Chardonnay. It was time for bed. We undressed, removed makeup, and put on nighties. I snuggled and began caressing Diana. She responded to this by removing her panties, allowing me to bring her to an immense orgasm. When she was gratified, she pulled me up and hugged me until she recovered, then removed my panties and went down, taking me in her mouth, pumping until I erupted. She took all I gave, then gave me a deep kiss, feeding me my cum. We hugged and kissed adoringly, drifting off to sleep.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

With a two-hour time-zone difference, I’d set an alarm for six o’clock. The alarm went off. I silenced it and slipped out of bed. Into the living room of the suite, I closed the bedroom door behind me. Powered up my laptop and called into the conference call with my realtor to close my Florida property. Thanks to modern technology, all documents were signed online. Proceeds from the sale would be deposited into my bank account this afternoon. When everything was completed, I shut down my laptop and snuck back into bed.

About eight o’clock, Diana’s cell phone buzzed, indicating a text message. She roused and looked at her phone. “Message from Wanda. Our offer has been accepted. We can close as soon as the title company can schedule us.”

I got up, showered, shaved, and applied makeup, a wig, and a simple fit-and-flare red sweater dress with black two-inch heels.

Diana showered, applied makeup, and dressed in a contrast-button dress with heels.
I called Roger and Lisa. They were thrilled we’d found a new house so soon and invited us to their home for dinner to celebrate. Lisa suggested that we plan to spend the night. I relayed the dinner and overnight invitation to Diana. She accepted both.

We had nothing to do until it was time to leave for Roger and Lisa’s. I checked an online map of the area around our new home. Mapping the address, 13120 W 9th Ave in Golden, allowed me to see nearby shopping, restaurants, and grocery stores. The neighborhood was secluded. There were no busy streets, yet everything was easily accessible. We spent some time driving around to get a feel for the neighborhood.

Stopping at a local eatery for lunch, we discovered 240 Union. There was a decal on the front door that advertised them as being LGBTQ-friendly. We’d never seen that type of advertising before. While eating lunch, Diana received a text from Wanda. Our closing will be tomorrow at 2 PM. She included the address of the title company.

Returning to the hotel, we took our time getting ready for dinner. I showered and shaved again and applied makeup. I slipped on a floral print dress, my wig, large hoop earrings, and two-inch heels. Diana wore a sleeveless floral, V-neck, fit-and-flare, knee-length dress.

I put my sky-blue lace peignoir, a red poppy festival fit-and-flare dress, a bra, and panties into a travel bag. Diana added a white night dress, a pink flowered dress, a bra, and panties.

I selected a bottle of Chianti from my liquor bin. We grabbed our purses and travel bags and headed to Roger and Lisa’s. We pulled into the driveway, grabbed our overnight bags, hanging dresses, wine, and purses, and walked up the steps to the front door. Seconds after ringing the doorbell, Roger answered, greeting us with hugs and kisses.

“Welcome! We’re thrilled that you can join us. You both look beautiful. Please, come in. You can put your overnight bags in the guest room. Cocktails will be served in the family room!” announced Roger. I handed the wine to Roger. Diana and I deposited our bags and dresses in the guest room and went to the family room. Lisa met us there with hugs and kisses as well.

“Welcome. You’re both so beautiful. We’re excited that you’ll be near us. Please, make yourselves comfortable. Roger has prepared celebratory Martinis for us.”

We sat on the sofa. Lisa settled into her recliner. Roger came with a tray containing four Martini glasses and a pitcher. He set the tray on a side table, poured four glasses, and distributed them. We all clicked glasses and sipped our drinks.

“We’re so thrilled you two are together. Please tell us all about your new house. Where is it? When do you close? All the details!” asked Lisa. I handed her the listing sheets Wanda had given us. Roger and Lisa read the sheets, saying WOW several times.

“It’s north of 6th Avenue, just west of Simms Landing Restaurant, near Colorado Mills shopping. It’s a secluded neighborhood but easily accessible. The property backs up to a large park. As the pictures show, there’s plenty of guest parking and four bedrooms. When you come for a visit, plan on staying overnight! The property is fully furnished. All we need to do is bring our clothes. Diana brought dishware and kitchen appliances. We got word from Wanda that we’ll close tomorrow at two.” I answered.

“Congratulations! This is a beautiful property. Fantastic that you can close so quickly. We look forward to visiting. Cheers!” said Lisa. We sipped our drinks.

“Are you ready for dinner? Tonight, we’re offering an Italian Salad and Lasagna with garlic toast, accompanied by Chianti,” announced Roger.

We moved into the dining room, where Roger served three ladies. When done, we all helped Roger put away the leftovers and clean the kitchen. Diana and I opted for refills of Chianti instead of an after-dinner Martini. We returned to the family room.

“Bring us up to date. What has been happening these last few weeks since we sent you back to Florida?” Asked Roger.

“Hard to believe, but it’s only been seven weeks since you were introduced to Dawn. There have been so many changes since then. Meeting Diana the following day and having her join me in Steamboat Springs was the beginning of this new and beautiful relationship. Two weeks later, I went to Kansas to continue exploring our new life together. Diana asked that I spend the time dressed as Dawn.”

“After completing the analysis of Diana’s homestead, Diana’s friend, Brenda, asked that I stay and appraise her property. I spent a second week with Diana. During that time, she asked me to move to Denver with her, and here we are!”

“You look beautiful. From the first time you sat here as Dawn until now, you have become much more feminine. Looking and interacting with you, there’s no indication that you aren’t a real female. We’re extremely happy for you both,” said Lisa.

“What the hell! If you’re closing tomorrow, and there’s no furniture to move, when do you plan to have your first party?” asked Roger.

“If you’d help us with planning, we could be ready Saturday evening. Who should we invite? Of course, you two, and Mark and Nancy and Wanda and Laura.” I asked.

“Wanda and Laura are both highly sexed. They satisfy both men and women. They enjoy being satisfied by either sex. Including them would make eight. That’s a good number,” answered Roger.

“If you have phone numbers, why don’t we call them now?” I suggested.

“I’ve Mark and Nancy’s number in my cell,” said Diana. She went into the guest bedroom to retrieve her phone. Roger went into his office and called both Wanda and Laura while Diana was inviting Mark and Nancy.

While Roger and Diana were out of the room, I asked Lisa. “What should we provide for the party? Wine, liquor, mixes, hors d’oeuvres, chips, dips, snacks?”

“Yes, to the drinks. Wine, liquor, mixes, beer. In the past, we ate dinner at home before going to the party. Snacks, mixed nuts, along those lines. It’s also a good idea to have condoms available in each of the bedrooms, along with toilettes, tubes of KY Jelly, and a trash can. Bottled water in each room. An ice bucket for the liquor and mixes. Wine and highball glasses. That’s about all I can think of right now,” she answered.

Roger and Diana returned, announcing that all four were thrilled with the invitation.

“Roger. Did you mention to Wanda or Laura that I’m a guy in a dress?” I asked.

“No. They can find out when you get undressed,” he answered.

“Would you care to party tonight?” asked Lisa.

“We thought you’d never ask! Lisa, would you like me to pleasure you first?” I asked. She stood, removed her skirt and panties, then reclined, spreading her legs, allowing me to titillate her into a massive orgasm.

While I was pleasuring Lisa, Diana shed her dress and underwear. Roger stripped and put on a condom, and they were on the sofa in the missionary position. When Lisa climaxed, she pulled me up and hugged me tightly, as Roger and Diana simultaneously climaxed.

We sat back and sipped our drinks while recovering and recharging. I hadn’t undressed. Lisa was still wearing her blouse. Roger and Diana were naked.

“You told us you’d live as Dawn, and Dan would only appear as necessary. Have you thought about transitioning? Taking breast growth hormones?” asked Roger.

“Interesting that you ask. Diana’s friend, Brenda, a retired psychologist, also suggested I consider transitioning. I know you and Lisa would be accepting. There are others in my life, starting with my brother, who wouldn’t understand. Diana has been incredibly supportive. She wants me to be comfortable and happy.”

“I’m aware of two who’ve transitioned. Both took hormones to grow their breasts. Ashley is a single bartender in Seattle. You can see her at alsoashley.tumblr.com. Tiffany works in the hotel industry. She recently relocated from South Florida to southern New Jersey. Her page is tiffanyinsoflo.tumblr.com. Those two appear to be incredibly happy. Both look beautiful and are great inspirations. It does take some time to develop breasts using hormones. I feel comfortable with my D-cup bosom. Another plan is to take hair growth hormones. Not sure how long before I’d not need a wig.”

“No matter what decisions you make, we support and encourage you to be comfortable and happy. For you and Diana to be happy is what matters,” said Lisa.

“Thank you, Lisa. We appreciate your support and encouragement,” added Diana.

“Dawn. Are you ready to party some more?” asked Roger.

“I thought you’d never ask!” I laughed.

Roger led me behind the loveseat, stroked on a condom, flipped the hem of my dress up, pulled my panties down, swabbed my anus with KY jelly, and penetrated me. Thrusting and thrusting until my knees buckled as he came. I held on to the loveseat as he withdrew, using a toilette to remove his condom and discard it into the trash. When I finally recovered, I used a toilette to wipe away the excess KY jelly, pulled up my panties, and smoothed my dress.

“Roger, that was fantastic. I hope we can connect again, many times.” I gave him a gentle hug and soft kiss, which he returned.

While Roger had been having his way with me, Lisa and Diana were titillating each other. Watching them, Roger and I sipped our drinks. They climaxed simultaneously, rolled apart, and came back together with kisses. It was very erotic.

“We’re thrilled we’ve been introduced to swinging. This has been such an enjoyable experience. What can we do to repay you?” I asked.

“Swinging with you is a wonderful experience for us as well. These times have been enjoyable for us, and we’re happy you’re having a good time,” answered Lisa.

We sat, relaxed, and sipped our drinks. What a wonderful evening!

“May I refresh your drinks?” asked Roger.

“Please, I’d like more Chianti. Take your time, I’ll go change.” I offered.

While Roger was refilling drinks, I went into the guest bedroom, stripped, put on my sky-blue lace peignoir, and returned to the family room.

“How beautiful. Dawn, that nightie is stunning. Very sexy,” gushed Lisa.

“Thank you, Lisa. I feel sexy wearing this.”

Diana went to the guest bedroom and returned in a white nightdress. She can make a rather simple outfit look exceptionally beautiful. She exudes sex.

Not to be outdone, Lisa went into the master suite, shortly returning wearing a sexy black baby-doll nightie.

“What a fantastic array of beauty! You three ladies are very sexy,” offered Roger.

“Do we cause you to be aroused? Would you like to be relieved?” I asked.

“If you would be so kind!” Roger sat on the sofa, his penis standing at attention. I knelt and took him into my mouth, pumping, and pumping until he finally exploded. Swallowing and swallowing, I took all he had to give. When he finished, we sat back, sipping our drinks.

“This has been a wonderful evening. Thank you for the wonderful dinner. We enjoyed partying with you. How can we possibly return your hospitality?” I asked.

“We’ve enjoyed your company. Swinging with you is wonderful. We look forward to partying with you many times in the future,” answered Roger.

We finished our drinks and put our glassware into the sink for tomorrow. Hugs and kisses all around, Diana and I retired to the guest suite. Crashing into bed, I held her until we drifted off to sleep.

Friday, October 22, 2004

We woke up on Friday at the same time. I got out of bed first. Shower, shave, apply makeup, wig, and red poppy festival fit-and-flare dress. Diana showered, applied makeup, and put on a pink flowered dress.

“You look beautiful. How lucky for me to be in your presence!” I complimented Diana.

“Thank you, Sweetie. You’re the pretty one here.”

“No way. You’re beautiful wearing nothing. I need help!”

We hugged and kissed, then packed our travel bags.

Out in the kitchen, Roger had coffee ready and the newspaper. Diana and I greeted Roger with hugs and kisses. Lisa came out wearing a V-neck geometric dress that accentuated her curves very nicely.

“Lisa, what a beautiful dress. You’re certainly the fashion diva here today!” gushed Diana.

“Thank you, Diana. You and Dawn are equally beautiful. It’s such a pleasure to be in the company of such wonderful friends.”

“All three of you are exceptionally beautiful. I’m honored to be in your presence. Would you be interested in joining me for breakfast?” asked Roger.

“Thank you, Roger. We’d be thrilled to join you.” I answered.

We sat and dined on bacon, eggs, hash brown potatoes, and wheat toast. After eating, the three women thanked Roger for cooking and cleaned the kitchen.

“We’ve enjoyed a fantastic overnight with you. It’s time for us to go so we can close on our new home. Looking forward to our very first party tomorrow evening. You’re invited to arrive early for a tour of the property. Thank you for being such wonderful friends!” said Diana. We hugged and kissed and returned to the hotel.

At one-thirty, we left for the title company offices. First American Title Company was located less than two miles from the hotel and the same distance from our new home. Wanda met us in the lobby.

“Thank you for inviting Laura and me to the inaugural party tomorrow. I understand Roger and Lisa, as well as Mark and Nancy, will also be there. We look forward to the evening. It should be a fun time. Let’s get you the keys to your new home!”

Wanda led us into the title company offices. The receptionist showed us into a conference room, where a title officer introduced herself. “Good afternoon. Welcome to First American Title. I’m Julie Beck. I’ll be processing this closing. Please, make yourselves comfortable. Good to see you again, Wanda.”

“How’re you this afternoon, Julie? This is Diana Chapin. She’s the buyer. This is Dawn Burke. She’s Diana’s housemate.”

“Welcome. Diana. Your funds have been received, so we can proceed. To begin, I need to make a copy of your driver’s license. This is an all-cash purchase, so it’ll be quite simple. I have the title in your family trust.”

She opened a folder of papers. Turning pages, she handed one to Diana for a signature, returned it to the stack, and continued through the entire folder.

“Congratulations. You now own the property at 13120 W 9th Ave in Golden. The prior owners left these keys and garage door openers.” She handed a zip-loc bag to Diana.

“Thank you. It’s been a pleasure,” said Diana.

“Thanks, Julie. As always, you do such a wonderful closing,” said Wanda.

We departed the title company offices, stopping in the parking lot beside Diana’s car.

“Normally, I’d present you with a celebratory bottle of Champagne. Since we’ll be together tomorrow, I’ll bring something special to the party.”

“That’ll be wonderful. Thank you for all your help. We look forward to tomorrow.”

Diana and I returned to the hotel to pack up. I retrieved a luggage cart. We loaded our luggage and bins onto the cart, pulling it out to our vehicles. Diana went to the front desk and checked us out three days early. They’re supposed to process a refund to my credit card.

********** To Be Continued **********