Chris's Surprise Prize Part 2

Patricia then pressed the emergency stop causing the elevator to stop
between two floors. I did not know what to say and wondered if I was
going to be discovered. Patricia goaded me further and said, "If you
weren't wearing panties you would not been blushing and besides I know
you live alone and I saw panties in your wash, come on 'fess up."

Before I knew what was happening Kathy got behind me and held me with my
arms behind my back. Kathy was also taller than me. Patricia said, "Well
we'll just have to look for ourselves." Before I knew what was happening
Patricia began to undo my belt buckle. I began to protest but Kathy
said, "Shh, sissy boy we don't want to hurt you." Patricia had my belt
buckle undone and then unclipped my pants. I was just frozen and let
them have their way with me. I was embarrassed and excited at the same
time.

Kathy said, "Patricia our boy is not even putting up a fight."

Patricia replied, "Yes seems he is scared of us." Patricia then
addressed me and said, "OK let us see what you are wearing."

I was helpless to stop Patricia and she gripped the puller of my zipper
and began to pull it down. She soon had it down and opened up my pants
and pulled them down exposing my panty. Patricia exclaimed, "Well will
you look at that!"

Kathy used her free hand and they together pulled my pants down to my
knees. My thigh high stockings also came into view. Patricia said, "He's
wearing stockings too." My pants were allowed to fall to the floor
effectively hobbling me.

The girls began to rub their hands over my panty and stockings. This
caused my penis to harden and this did not go unnoticed. Patricia said,
"Oooh looks like sissy likes that, his penis is getting hard." Patricia
reached down and pulled my panty down exposing my now hard erect penis
and then just as quickly she pulled my panty back up. My pants were
pulled up too and my zipper was pulled up and my pants clipped and my
belt was buckled. Kathy pushed the emergency stop and the elevator
resumed its journey. Patricia said, "We know your secret now Chrissy, I
think it's actually cute, a man getting in touch with his feminine
side."

We got to the next floor and luckily there was no one to take the
elevator. Patricia pushed the foyer button and the elevator started on
its downward journey. We reached the foyer and the girls exited the
elevator and I followed them down to the underground garage. I went to
my Ford Pinto. Kathy drove a Ford Mustang while Patricia drove a Buick.
Kathy said, "Look Chrissy drives a cute little car."

Patricia called out to me saying, "Are you going to buy some panties
today, Chrissy?" Luckily there was no one to overhear what she asked. I
got inside my automobile and drove off, the girls had already left. I
contemplated the fact my secret was now out. There was nothing I could
do about it now. I vowed not to wear my feminine clothes again while
going out of my apartment. I would wear them this time.

I headed over to where Cinderella's was located. I arrived there and
went just past it and circled the block and parked in the lot across the
street. I went into one of the stores and bought some wine. I walked
back to my Pinto and placed my purchase in it and then took a walk past
Cinderella's. They had the most beautiful gowns in the window. I still
did not have the courage to go in just yet. I decided the best time
would to go into the store when it was near closing time and there were
no other customers. I still wanted to do it today and noted their hours.
They were due to close at 12 noon. I had about an hour to kill.

I went back to where my Pinto was parked and went and bought a
newspaper, a soda and a pie. I drove to a nearby park and relaxed and
strategized as to what I would say. I had my pie and soda while sitting
on a bench in the park. I would spin them a story saying it was for me
and wanted to wear it to a fancy dress party. I left and then drove back
to Cinderella's and this time parked my Pinto in the small parking lot
next to the building. It was 10 minutes before the hour.

I had the letter from "Blush" with me and I went into the boutique. A
woman of about 40 approached me and said, "Yes can I help you, you do
realize we are due to close soon?"

I said, "Yes I know and I have come about this letter I received from
'Blush' magazine." I produced the letter and gave it to the woman. She
read it and asked if I had proof I was the person mentioned in the
letter. I got my driver's license from my wallet.

She said, " It seems to be in order, now who is the dress for, do you
have a sister or girlfriend or fiancée?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Actually I have none of those and the
dress is for me, I wish to wear it to a fancy dress party."

The woman was wearing a blouse and her bra was visible, as usual I was
more interested in the bra than the contents. She said, "I am Beverly
Guthrie, I am pleased to make your acquaintance Christopher. What can l
call you?"

I looked up into her eyes as I began to speak, "I am called Chris."

"Pleased to meet you Chris, I never would have thought it would be a man
claiming this prize, OK I wonder how we are going to accommodate you,
and it will have to be after hours as my regular clients may not like
the idea." Beverly went to the front door of her shop and locked the
door and turned the open/closed sign around.

I said, "I must say you are accepting of this, I was a bit apprehensive
of walking into a female domain."

Beverly replied, "I am curious are you a crossdresser?"

I replied blushing, "I am and only do it in my apartment."

Beverly asked, "Are you wearing anything now?"

I replied and blushed further, "Yes, I am wearing panties and
stockings."