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 **********

Dawn and Diana Move to Denver – Part 2

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Kathijo25

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Adult Oriented (r21/a)

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500 < Short Story < 7500 words

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Crossdressing

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Mature / Thirty+

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Sweet / Sentimental

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Mate Swapping

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Dawn and Diana Move to Denver – Part 2

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Four: Our New Home

Friday, October 22, 2004

We drove to our new home. Diana used one of the garage door openers to open two of the garage doors. I pulled into the second bay and jumped out. “Don’t go in through the garage. We want to enter the front door.” She got out, bringing a key. I unlocked the front door, picked her up, and carried her across the threshold.

“Welcome home!” I set Diana on her feet. We hugged and kissed.

“Welcome home to you as well. We wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t come out as a crossdresser to Roger and Lisa six weeks ago. Can you believe all the changes that have happened in both our lives in that time? I’m thrilled you’re here with me.”

We hugged and kissed some more.

“Let’s get everything unloaded, then decide what to do for dinner.”

We began unloading our luggage and storage bins. Most items went into the master suite, while the rest were taken to the kitchen and bar area. The master suite had two enormous walk-in closets with pocket doors, allowing us to hang all our clothes with plenty of room to spare. We unloaded wine and liquor into the bar, and the prior owners left behind all the glassware, including crystal decanters. Kitchen dishware, silverware, and cookware were also included. The bins containing kitchen items that Diana had brought were moved back to the garage for later disposition. Wow! We are now in our new home!

“What do you want for dinner? You know we have to celebrate!” I insisted.

Diana used her cell phone to look for nearby restaurants. The Keg Steakhouse in Colorado Mills was nearby, looking to be more upscale than a sports bar. After touching up our makeup, we installed a garage door opener into each of our vehicles, adding a house key to our keychains. I drove to The Keg. It’s Friday evening, at six o’clock. There’s a waiting list. The receptionist gave us a buzzer. The wait was twenty minutes. In the crowded bar, we found one chair. Diana sat, got the attention of the bartender, and ordered two flutes of Prosecco.

We clicked glasses. “Cheers! Here’s to a fabulous new life together. I’m thrilled to be with you. You make me so happy. Thank you!”

“Sweetie. I’m so thankful we’re together. We’re going to have such a wonderful time.”

We sipped our Prosecco and ordered a second flute before our buzzer lit up. Diana paid the bar tab. We took our partial flutes with us to the receptionist. She led us to a booth. Our waitress introduced herself. “Good evening. Thank you for dining at The Keg. I’m Carmen. I see you have drinks. Would you like to order an appetizer? Do you know what you want for dinner, or would you like a few moments to decide?”

“We’re new to this area. Please give us a few minutes to review the menu. I know I’ll want a glass of house Cabernet Sauvignon with dinner. Diana?”

“I’ll also have a glass of Cabernet.”

“Welcome. I’ll get your wine and be right back.”

“Oh, Diana. They have escargot. I’m a connoisseur of fine escargot. This may influence our decision for this as a regular dining location. Would you like some?”

“I’ll try one. You can have the rest. I see several appetizers of interest. Hope the escargot is good so we can come back many times! What are you having for dinner?”

“I’m looking at the bleu cheese filet. What do you see of interest?”

“The Steak Frites look interesting. Maybe with a mixed greens salad.”

Carmen returned with two glasses of Cabernet Sauvignon. We gave her our orders and sipped our Prosecco. A few minutes later, Carmen returned with a salad for Diana and my escargot. The escargot was incredible. I gave one to Diana, then dabbed the garlic butter with bread. Fantastic! We finished our Prosecco.

Another waitstaff delivered our entrees. Both were prepared perfectly. We ate our meals and drank our wine. Carmen returned to ask if we would like dessert. We declined, she presented the bill, and Diana presented her credit card. Carmen went to process the charge. Diana signed. We returned home.

“This has been a full day. Not sure about you, but I’m exhausted. The euphoria of getting into a new home has me worn out. I’m ready for bed.” I exclaimed.

“I agree. It’s been a wonderful day. I’m also exhausted.”

We went into our new master suite, changed into nighties, removed our makeup, cuddled, and drifted to sleep.

Saturday, October 23, 2004

When I woke up Saturday morning, it took me a few minutes to orient myself. We’re in a new home! It feels so foreign. I snuggled with Diana. She responded by slipping her panties off, allowing me to pleasure her into an immense orgasm. She pulled me up and hugged me while she recovered.

She removed my panties and gave me a world-class blowjob, with an enthusiastic kiss to feed me my cum. “Welcome to our new home, Sweetie!”

I got out of bed, showered, shaved, applied makeup, and put on panties and a bra. Selected a simple button-front mid-length dress, wig, stud earrings, and sandals. We’d have to go out for breakfast.

Diana came into the kitchen with disheveled hair, wearing her dressing gown. “Good morning, Sweetie. I guess we need to go out for breakfast. We also need a trip to the grocery store. Did you know that you make me very happy? I’m so thrilled to have you in my life.” We hugged and kissed. She returned to the bedroom to shower and get dressed. I made a note to subscribe to the daily paper.

While Diana was getting ready, I repainted my nails. When the new coat was dry, I made a grocery list of what I could remember Lisa had suggested: Wine, liquor, mixes, beer, snacks, mixed nuts, and bottled water. I added items for breakfast: coffee, bacon, eggs, hash brown potatoes, wheat bread, orange marmalade, orange juice, cranberry juice, peanut butter, syrup, and zip-lock storage bags.

A trip to the drugstore for four boxes of condoms, toiletries, and four tubes of KY Jelly will certainly raise the clerk's eyebrows! I found an ice bucket in the bar. There are plenty of wine and highball glasses.

Diana emerged, looking fabulous as always, in a simple white sleeveless knit top and denim mid-calf skirt.

After we visited J. C’s Café for breakfast, we went to Applejack Wine and Spirits, a legend in the Denver metro area.

Two cases of lite beer, two cases of regular beer, and two 1.75L bottles each of vodka, rum, tequila, gin, Bourbon, and Scotch. Pina Colada, and Margarita mix. A six-pack each of ginger ale, club soda, and Coke. Four bottles of Prosecco, a case of mixed red wine. Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Shiraz, and Pinot Noir. A case of mixed white wine. Chardonnay, Pinot Grigio, Riesling, and Sauvignon Blanc. The bill was almost one thousand dollars! We loaded everything into my SUV.

Next was a King Soopers grocery store. We loaded up with everything we’d need for the party. We also added basics: laundry and dishwasher detergent, coffee, toilet paper, paper towels, and napkins. I discovered the pharmacy section had boxes of condoms, toilettes, and KY Jelly. I unloaded our shopping cart onto the conveyor belt.

The cashier held up a box of condoms. “Might you be hosting a swinging party?” She smiled devilishly. Her name tag read Kristi. She appeared to be in her mid-thirties, with beautiful blue eyes and wavy, blonde, shoulder-length hair. Her work uniform was a red polo shirt, black slacks, and a black apron. This did nothing to hide the fact that she had a full bosom.

“Yes, Kristi, we are. Do you swing?” I replied.

“I’ve been known to participate.” She responded with a bigger smile.

Diana was scribbling on our shopping list. “Here are our numbers. We’re having a party tonight. Give us a call next week. We can meet to discuss a future party.”

“That’d be wonderful. Thank you very much.”

We finished checking out, loaded everything into my SUV, and returned home.
On the drive, Diana giggled, “I saw you admiring her. Did you want to nuzzle her tits?”

“That apron couldn’t hide her very nice bosom. Actually. I’d love to eat her pussy.”

“Oh, my goodness. You might be dressed as a very beautiful woman, but under everything, you’re still a Dirty Old Man!” she laughed.

“And just exactly, what’s your point?” I laughed. We were stopped at a traffic light. I took Diana’s hand and put it in my crotch. “News flash, Miss Diana. I’m a male!”

“Yes, dear. I know very well that you’re a male,” she laughed and gently played with my scrotum and penis.

Chapter Five: PARTY!
Saturday, October 23, 2004

It took some time to unload everything. Prosecco, beer, white wine, and water into the bar refrigerator. Eggs and bacon into the kitchen refrigerator. Hash browns into the freezer. I emptied the kitchen refrigerator ice maker into zip-lock bags, storing them in the bar freezer. Red wine, liquor, mixers, lemons, and limes into the bar area.

“I think we’ve got everything for this evening. We’ll have to go out for dinner before the party. Tomorrow, breakfast will be eggs, bacon, hash browns, wheat toast with orange marmalade, coffee, and Mimosas. Can you think of anything else?”

“Nothing comes to mind right now. Roger and Lisa should arrive a little early. They can help us get everything in order, in case we missed something. What are you going to wear this evening?”

“I think my V-neck navy floral would look good. It has a front tie, so it’s easy to remove. What do you think? What are you planning to wear?”

“I have a pink floral with a front tie. Also easily removed.”

“Sounds good. It’s about time for us to find dinner so we can get back and change before Roger and Lisa arrive.”

After a quick dinner at Danny Ray’s Food & Spirits, we returned to shower and change for the evening. Lisa had told us not to wear lip gloss or lipstick. Makeup should be minimal. I only did my eyes.

For tonight, no earrings! I made a mental note to myself from an earlier experience - remove your earrings before performing cunnilingus. If she squeezes her legs together, your earrings will poke into your neck!

“You look fabulous. Which is normal,” we hugged and kissed.

“You’re beautiful as well. I’m nervous. But looking forward to the evening.”

The doorbell rang. I answered and welcomed the first guests to our new home! “Welcome. Please come in. Make yourselves at home. You’re our very first guests!”

Roger and Lisa came in, offering hugs and kisses to Diana and me. “What a beautiful home. How thrilling. We’re so happy for you. You both look so beautiful,” said Lisa.

Right on time, at five-thirty, the doorbell rang. Wanda and Laura, along with Mark and Nancy, were at the front door. Diana answered and welcomed them. Wanda presented Diana with a six-pack of Dom Perignon Champagne as a realtor gift. We all exchanged hugs and kisses.

“Wanda, would you and Laura care to give a realtor’s tour of this house? I’m certain you’ll point out features we’ve missed.” I asked.

When they started the tour, I took the gift of Champagne to the bar refrigerator. One bottle was placed in the freezer section to chill quickly.

Wanda and Laura began a new tour of the house, explaining nuances and interesting items that Diana and I hadn’t discovered. The tour finished in the basement at the bar, so I opened a bottle of the Champagne Wanda had given us and poured out eight flutes.

“Welcome to our new home. We hope this is the first of many parties. Thanks to Wanda and Laura for helping us select this property.” We clinked flutes and sipped.

Chapter Six: Swinging – Part 1
Saturday, October 23, 2004

“Since this is our first party, I’ve asked Roger to preside,” I announced.

“As we’ve done in the past, I have eight poker chips with our names on them. I’ll ask Diana to do the honors. Diana, draw two chips. If they’re for the same couple, return one and replace it.”

Diana reached into the bowl and extracted two chips. “Laura and Dawn,” she announced and drew two more chips. “Roger and Wanda.” Her third pick resulted in Nancy and Lisa, leaving Mark and Diana as the fourth pairing.

Laura came over and hugged my waist. “I know you’re new to this, so just relax. We’ll have a good time.”

She led me into a basement bedroom, turned, hugged, and kissed me fervently. I returned both with equal passion. She untied my dress, letting it fall to the floor. I unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. We kicked off our shoes and unfastened each other’s bras, dropping them. She looked quizzically at my breast forms, then slipped my panties down, exposing my penis, which was now aroused and growing.

“Well, that’s a surprise. I had no idea.”

“I’ll let you decide. If you want me as a female, that’s perfectly fine. If you want to have sexual intercourse, we can do that. It’s your choice.”

I slipped her panties off. She lay on the bed, and I began eating her until she moaned with a massive orgasm.

“Oh, my heavens! You’re wonderful. Does Wanda know about you?”

“Not that I’m aware of. If she and I are paired later, it’ll be a surprise for her as well. If not, I’ll let her know in the morning. I came out as a crossdresser to Roger and Lisa six weeks ago. That same weekend, I met Mark, Nancy, and Diana. My whole life has been upended since then.”

“Come here. Let me take care of you.” Laura lay me on the bed, opened a condom, and rolled it onto my raging hard-on. She climbed on top and impaled herself, riding me until I climaxed.

“When you give me such a fabulous orgasm, you deserve to get laid. You’re magnificent, and I hope we can get together again.”

She rolled off, and we kissed and caressed each other until I found myself between her legs again. I brought her to a second round of orgasms.

“Why don’t we stay down here all night? What an exceptionally talented tongue. I’m jealous of Diana but thrilled that she shares you with the rest of us.”

We kissed again, then reluctantly got up. I used a toilette to discard my condom. We dressed and went upstairs.

Nancy and Lisa were sitting at the bar with fresh drinks and plates of snacks. Shortly, Mark and Diana came in from the master suite, refreshed their drinks, and selected some snacks. At last, Roger and Wanda came out of one guest bedroom, both giggling and hugging. After everyone had refreshed their drinks and grabbed some snacks, we all sat back to relax.

“Diana, Dawn, did you enjoy your first full-scale swinging experience?” asked Lisa.

“Nancy, you and Mark introduced me to swinging six weeks ago. Dawn and I have participated three other times since then. This is a fantastic experience, and I hope we measure up to your standards for continued participation. Thank you!” gushed Diana.

“Yes, Lisa. You and Roger first introduced me to swinging five weeks ago. My life has changed since then. Thanks for allowing us to participate in your group. I must say that Laura was spectacular.”

“Why, I thank you, Dawn. You were a magnificent participant. Diana, thank you for sharing,” responded Laura.

Chapter Seven: Swinging – Part 2
Saturday, October 23, 2004

“We’re thrilled that you’ve enjoyed this experience. How about round two? Dawn, please draw two chips, and we’ll start the next round,” suggested Roger.

I drew two chips. “Dawn and Laura. Oops. We’ve already been together.”

“That’s okay – I’ll surrender my position to Wanda. Wanda, you’re going to have an incredibly special experience. Enjoy!” said Laura.

“Okay. Next two chips, Diana with Roger. Mark with Lisa. That leaves Nancy with Laura. Enjoy!”

Wanda led me to the master suite. “Okay, explain to me what Laura was alluding to.”

I kissed her and unbuttoned her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She responded by untying my dress, letting it fall. I unfastened her bra. She undid my bra and examined my breasts with a questioning look. I removed my panties, revealing my aroused penis.

“Oh, my goodness. What a fabulous surprise. Now I see what Laura meant. Which direction do you want to go?”

“As I explained to Laura when I am dressed as a female, I’ll let you decide how to proceed. If you wish for me to stay in a female role, that’s perfectly fine. If you want to have sexual intercourse, we can do that as well. I came out as a crossdresser to Roger and Lisa six weeks ago. I met Mark, Nancy, and Diana that same weekend. It’s been a whirlwind of events since then. Please allow me to demonstrate what everyone has been talking about.”

I removed her panties, lay her on the bed, and brought her to a wave of orgasms.

“Wow! I now understand what Laura was implying when she gave her pairing to me. Diana’s an incredibly lucky woman. Thank you for one of the best orgasms I’ve ever experienced. Please allow me to return the favor.”

I lay back on the bed. Wanda proceeded to give me a wonderful blow job. When I climaxed, she came up and kissed me, feeding me my cum.

“You give a great blow job. Thank you.”

We kissed and caressed, teasing and exciting each other until I began titillating her clitoris again. This brought her to a second round of explosive orgasms.

“You’re fantastic. I hope you and Diana will party with us again. This has been a fun evening.”

We got dressed and went downstairs to the bar. Nancy and Laura were already sitting there, sipping their drinks.

“Wow! Laura. Thank you for allowing me to enjoy Dawn. What a wonderful experience. Nancy, you’re on my list for not telling me about her! Talk about a surprise! I spent an entire day showing multiple properties, dinner, and a second day showing properties, with no idea that Dawn was not a genetic woman. She’s beautiful and exceptionally talented. I look forward to partying with Diana and Dawn in the future!”

“Each of us discovered Dawn by ourselves. Why should we tell you in advance?” Nancy laughed. “She’s a wonderful surprise. Her talented tongue erases all those negative connotations about crossdressers. To be around her, you’d never believe she isn’t a woman. I’m happy to accept her as another female in our group.”

Roger and Diana came into the bar, followed by Mark and Lisa.

“Well, the surprise is out now. Everyone now knows about Dawn. Laura, Wanda, and I vote to accept her as one of us. We’re thrilled to party with her,” said Nancy.

“Roger and I certainly agree. It was our pleasure to be the first ones introduced to Dawn. We’ve enjoyed partying with her on multiple occasions,” added Lisa.

“I’m thrilled you all accept Dawn. Since meeting her, only six weeks ago today, my life has been more wonderful than ever before. I know you girls have been thrilled by her talents. It’s a pleasure I happily share with you. Thank you for accepting us into your group. We look forward to many more parties with all of you,” answered Diana.

“Okay. Time for everyone to relax a bit. Grab some snacks. Refresh your drink. We’ll have another glass of Champagne before pairing up for the evening. Change into your sleepwear if you wish,” announced Roger.

Diana and I went into the master suite to change. We stripped and put on baby-doll nighties. Mine was an embroidered white mesh with lace and a G-string. Diana chose a red underwire with a G-string.

We returned to the basement, and Roger hugged and kissed me gently. “That’s a sexy outfit. I’d be happy to spend the night with you!” I returned his kiss, then helped fill eight Champagne flutes from the bottles Wanda had provided. Dom Perignon isn’t cheap, but with her commission of well over forty thousand dollars, she could afford to splurge. We’ll not be using this for Mimosas in the morning!

“Thank you all for making this a wonderful housewarming party for our new home! We selected this property, in part, as a host facility for these parties. Diana and I hope you’ll return many more times.” We hoisted our Champagne flutes and sipped.

Chapter Seven: Overnight
Saturday, October 23, 2004

After a few minutes, Roger revealed the overnight pairings. “I’ve received a special request. Mark and Nancy have asked to entertain Dawn tonight. To enable that, Wanda, Diana, and Lisa will be together. I’ll take one for the team, as I must keep Laura satisfied. You all know how insatiable she can be.”

Everyone laughed. “Oh, Roger, I’m going to wear you out!!” laughed Laura.

Mark, Nancy, and I went upstairs to the master suite.

“I hope you don’t mind that we requested to spend the night with you. Our previous contact with you was at the party so many weeks ago. That was so brief; we felt a more intimate time was warranted,” said Nancy.

“Not at all. I’m thrilled to be with you. Yes, our first meeting was limited. We’ve all night to do anything and everything we can imagine. How do you want to start?”

“I’ve always wanted to do a “spit-roast”. Have Mark fuck you, while you eat me.”

“That sounds erotic. Pull off your panties and scoot up to the top of the bed. Let me get into position to eat you, then let Mark penetrate me before we start.”

We assumed our positions. Mark put on a condom, pulled my G-string aside, lubed my anus with KY jelly, and penetrated me. As it was the first time with Roger, it was sensitive until he pushed beyond my prostate, and then it became a pleasant feeling. Before he began thrusting, I dove down to Nancy’s completely shaved pussy, and began stimulating her.

Mark began pumping, driving me deeper into Nancy’s crotch. As he pushed, I sucked and licked until Nancy bucked into a massive orgasm, at which time Mark exploded into me. We all collapsed into a heap. Nancy pulled me into a tight hug, holding me until she relaxed. Mark withdrew and used a toilette to discard his condom into the trash. I sat up, used another toilette to wipe the excess KY jelly from my ass.

“Dawn. You’re fabulous. I’m more than satiated. That was a fantastic experience. I can’t remember anything so wonderful. Diana is an incredibly lucky woman to have you in her life. We’re so excited to have you in our lives.” We kissed.

“Mark, that was a magnificent experience. I can’t describe how wonderful it was for me. Having you and Nancy climax at the same time was euphoric. Is there anything more I can do for you?”

“To be honest, I’m spent for tonight. Maybe when we wake in the morning, but not right now. We can cuddle and go to sleep. The first one awake can get things started.”

We cuddled together, drifting off to sleep.

Chapter Eight: Morning
Sunday, October 24, 2004

We were still cuddling Sunday morning when I woke at sunrise. Nancy was in the middle. I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. When relieved, I washed my hands and rinsed the dryness from my mouth. As I slipped back into bed, Nancy began to rouse. I nuzzled her breasts, and she responded, hugging and kissing me.

“Would you like to repeat what we did last night?” I asked.

“Yes. That was one of the most fantastic orgasms I’ve had in a long time. Let me go to the bathroom, then I’ll wake Mark up and get things started.”

She went to the bathroom, returned, snuggled up to Mark, and began caressing him. He woke up and went to the bathroom.

“I’d like to change this up if you don’t mind. Let me lie on my back, Nancy sits on my face while Mark fucks me.”

“That sounds good,” answered Nancy.

I lay on the bed, and Nancy covered my face with her crotch. Mark, wearing a condom, was standing at the foot of the bed. He spread my legs and penetrated me, then held still as I began tickling Nancy’s clitoris with my tongue. When she began responding, Mark commenced pumping. As he pumped, I licked and sucked on Nancy, causing her to buck and moan. Mark climaxed, which was relayed to Nancy via my tongue, which resulted in her experiencing a powerful orgasm. I came as well, squirting on my belly. I continued to lick her clitoris until she rolled away, quivering. Mark withdrew, taking a toilette to remove and discard his condom, and used another toilette to wipe my belly. Nancy pulled me into a body hug until she relaxed.

“Oh! My goodness! That was fabulous. Thank you. You’re wonderful. I certainly hope we’ll party together again, very soon!”

“I’m happy that you’ve been pleased. I enjoyed partying with you as well. What a wild change in my life over the past few weeks. Thank you both for accepting Dawn.” We got out of bed. Mark and Nancy went to the bedroom where their overnight bag was stashed, probably waking the occupants.

I showered, shaved, applied full makeup, replaced my wig, added large hoop earrings, and chose to surprise everyone by wearing the knot-front, empire-waist dress, which I wore braless! I put on black lace panties, thigh-high black stockings, and 4” pumps.

Chapter Nine: Wrap-up
Sunday, October 24, 2004

Roger was already on duty in the kitchen, having started a pot of coffee, fried a rasher of bacon, scrambled a dozen eggs, and toasted multiple slices of wheat bread.

“Wow! You look fabulous. That’s a very sexy dress.”

I hugged him with a gentle kiss. “Thank you. And thank you for fixing breakfast. What can I do to help?”

“You can put out plates, silverware, and coffee cups for everyone. We’ll also need flutes for Mimosas. I’d not use the Champagne that Wanda brought for Mimosas.”

“I agree. We’ll use the lower-priced bubbly for Mimosas!”

I set out plates, knives, forks, napkins, and coffee cups. Went downstairs to retrieve two bottles of bubbly and eight Champagne flutes. I poured flutes half-full with orange juice and finished with bubbles.

Mark came into the kitchen. “Wow, Dawn. That’s a beautiful dress. Roger, you’ve done a fantastic job with breakfast. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Thanks. I think everything is under control. Grab a cup of coffee and have a seat. We’ll be serving as soon as everyone gets here.”

“Thanks.” I gave Mark a hug and a kiss.

Wanda and Lisa came in, giggling. “What’re you two giggling like teenage girls about?” Roger asked.

“We’re just discussing how much fun we had together last night. The three girls probably had more fun than anyone else,” answered Wanda.

I poured two cups of coffee and placed them on the dining table. “Oh, wow! Are you braless in that sexy dress? And CFMs as well! Probably a waste on this group, but you do look fantastic,” said Lisa. She gave me a hug and a kiss.

Laura and Nancy sauntered in, arm-in-arm, chatting. “Dawn. Nancy tells me you were incredible last night and again this morning! You’ll have a reputation the next time we all get together.”

“Thank you, Nancy. I hope I can live up to those expectations. Laura, I’ll say that we had a wonderful time, and I’d enjoy a repeat performance.”

Diana came into the dining room wearing her hot pink sleeveless deep V-neck top that fit like it had been painted on, with mid-thigh tight white shorts. Everyone stopped and admired her.

“You look stunning. That’s such a sensual outfit. You exude sex!” exclaimed Mark.

Diana went to Mark and kissed him. “Thank you. I appreciate your approval. I enjoyed our time together last night. Hope we’ll have many more parties like this.”

Everyone had a cup of coffee and a Mimosa flute. I helped Roger serve breakfast. Amazing how quiet it gets when everyone is eating. When everyone finished, Nancy and I gathered up all the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. Wanda and Diana cleaned the cookware, stacking clean pots and pans in the dish rack. We returned to the dining table with a pot of coffee to refill cups.

“I’d like to thank everyone for allowing Diana and me to participate in your group. I also thank you for accepting Dawn. Laura, you were fantastic. What a sensual experience to be with you. Wanda, you were the last to find out about me. I thank you for your acceptance. You were an incredible partner. Mark and Nancy, we had an unbelievable evening and again this morning. I couldn’t ask for anything more, except to have that experience many more times in the future. Thank you all.”

“I’d also like to thank the group for allowing Dawn and me to participate. Mark, you were so gentle, yet so fulfilling. I was exhausted when we were done. Roger, how can I begin to describe what a wonderful experience it was to be with you? Thank you both for such a sensuous time. Wanda and Lisa, we had so much fun, I can’t begin to describe the night. Like teenage girls at a pajama party, without the pajamas! What a terrific evening, and into the morning. I’ll be taking a nap this afternoon!”

“I’d like to say something on the serious side. We’ve now all interacted with Dawn. I’ve asked everyone for their opinion on having her participate in this group. You’ll be happy to know there wasn’t a single dissenting comment. All six of us want you to be a part of this group. Whether you decide to take hormones for breast and hair growth is your decision. We happily accept and will support whatever you decide. You already look very sexy. I think you’d be much happier with developed breasts. That’d allow you to wear tops that display cleavage. Can you imagine wearing a top like the one Diana has on? Looking at you right now, I see a beautiful woman. I can’t imagine anyone could read you as a crossdresser. I was thrilled that you fooled Wanda,” said Nancy.

“Dawn. I was completely fooled, and I agree with Nancy. Looking at you, I see a sexy woman. That dress is fabulous. Those heels are killer. We’ll go clubbing one night, and I hope you’ll wear it. You’ll be fighting off the men. That’s if you want to! Diana, you’re such a lucky woman. Dawn is such a talent. She brought me to such powerful orgasms. I can’t remember the last time I had such a full-body experience! Thank you for sharing! Any time you want to lend her out, I’ll take first dibs!!” exclaimed Wanda.

“As you now know, Roger and I knew Dawn before she was Dawn. We were neighbors for four years, and we’re thrilled to know her. She came out to us six weeks ago. What a fascinating change. She’s much more feminine now than even six weeks ago. We’re so happy that Diana and Dawn are a couple and they have this beautiful home so these parties can happen again,” added Lisa.

“We hate to break up the party, but Mark and I need to leave. This has been a fantastic time. We look forward to many more. Diana and Dawn, thank you for hosting. This is a lovely home, very well suited for these parties. You’re both stunning.” Nancy and Mark made the rounds, hugging and kissing everyone before exiting.

“Roger and I also must leave. We agree with what Nancy said. What a fantastic home! What a lovely couple you are. Thank you for a wonderful party.” Lisa and Roger hugged and kissed the remaining four.

“Miss Dawn. You’re on my list! I’m still shocked that you’re anything but a beautiful woman. This has been a pleasure. What a wonderful party. I find it hard to believe you’re new to swinging. You’re both very adept at pleasuring men and women. Don’t forget, we’ll get together to play some cards!” Wanda gave us hugs and kisses.

“Diana, we didn’t have the opportunity to party together. Next time, I’ll make it a special request. Dawn. What a wonderful surprise. I’m thrilled to have partied with you. Diana, I thank you for sharing Dawn with us.” She gave us hugs and kisses. Wanda and Laura departed, leaving Diana and me alone in our new home.

Chapter Ten: Cleanup
Sunday, October 24, 2004

“Welcome to our new world of swinging!” We hugged and kissed. “What a wonderful first party. Laura was surprised and then became a wonderful partner. She gave as much as she received. Wanda was almost in shock when I removed my panties. Once she recovered, we had a wonderful time. Twice with Mark and Nancy. Beyond my wildest fantasies. What an experience! I’m thoroughly exhausted.”

“Oh, yes! I’m amazed at the variety of ways to have sex that I’d never imagined. Mark was first. What a gentleman. He was so smooth, yet he brought me to such a massive orgasm. Roger was next. He was immensely powerful, curling my toes! Overnight with Wanda and Lisa was like a teenage pajama party. I’ve not laughed this much in years. We teased and tickled each other until we cried. This was more fun than I can ever remember. I hope we have many more parties like this!”

I went to the bedroom and removed my heels and dress. Put on a bra, a golf shirt, shorts, and shoes. Starting with the Master Bedroom, I stripped the beds, stored tubes of KY Jelly, toilettes, and condoms in nightstands, and emptied trash cans. Started a load of sheets in the washer. Thanks to the prior owners, they had posted a schedule above the trash bins in the garage: Monday and Thursday trash, Thursday recycle.

While I’d been cleaning the bedrooms, Diana had changed into a button-front blouse, blue jean skirt, and sandals. She started in the kitchen. We met in the downstairs family room and collected the champagne flutes and snack trays. I collected towels and washcloths from the bathrooms. We continued into the afternoon, with multiple loads of sheets and towels in the laundry.

I put the trash bin out by the curb. When the laundry was completed and the master bed made, we changed clothes and went for a quick dinner. Returning home, we removed our makeup and dressed for bed. Going to sleep almost instantly.

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

Dawn and Diana Move to Denver – Part 3

Author:

Kathijo25

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CAUTION: Sex / Sexual Scenes

Audience Rating:

Adult Oriented (r21/a)

Publication:

500 < Short Story < 7500 words

Genre:

Crossdressing

Character Age:

Mature / Thirty+

TG Themes:

Voluntary

TG Elements:

She-Males

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Dawn and Diana Move to Denver – Part 3

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Before we start I need to give credit to Emma Anne Tate for her tireless editorial and dialogue help.
These stories would not be nearly as readable without her input.
If we weren’t so geographically separated, I would love to buy her drinks and chat about writing, and life in general.

Chapter Eleven: Changes
Monday, October 25, 2004

I woke in the middle of the night. Internal arguments. What has happened to Dan? Will he ever come back? Has Dawn taken over Dan's life? Has Dawn become bi-sexual? Does Dawn want to transition? More emotions. I thought I was a man. I’ve experienced sex as a woman more than once. These were the same questions and issues I’d asked myself when Roger and Lisa introduced me to swinging and sex as a woman. I didn’t find any answers this time, either.
Before sunrise, I finally gave up and got out of bed. I entered my closet, closed the door, and turned on the light. Removed my nightie, G-string, and breast forms. Put on jockey underwear, golf shorts, a T-shirt, and dock shoes. I turned off the light and left the bedroom, closing the door behind me. Out to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee.

What do I do now? I adore Diana and don’t want to do anything that might hurt her. I’ve lived as Dawn, almost continually, for over eight weeks. Everyone, from Roger and Lisa to Mark, Nancy, Brenda, Larry, Wanda, Laura, and especially Diana, had accepted and encouraged me to be Dawn.

Many had advocated that I take hormones for breast and hair growth. The sheer support for Dawn had been unreal. Yet, I knew that Dawn was nothing but a sham. I continued to hash out all these feelings and emotions. I can’t admit I’m in love with Diana because she deserves so much better.

Diana emerged from the bedroom wearing her housecoat. “Sweetie, why are you sitting here in shorts and a T-shirt? Is something wrong?”

“Please have a seat. I’ll get you a cup of coffee. We need to talk.”

With a fearful look and tears developing in her eyes, Diana stumbled into a chair. “What’s wrong? What happened? Did I do something?”

I placed a cup of coffee on the table, sat in a chair facing her, and held her hands in my lap. I looked into her eyes and teared up. “I adore you more than you can imagine. You mean everything to me. I’ve enjoyed these past weeks, but Dawn is a farce. I can’t do this to you anymore. You deserve better.”

“Everyone we’ve encountered has accepted and encouraged Dawn. I can’t say that Dawn won’t come back. I’ve tried to suppress those desires for years, to no avail. I’ve tried counseling, and we know how that worked out. My only hope is that you can understand.”
“The issue I’m fighting is pretending to be bisexual. I don’t want to give a blowjob. I don’t want a guy to fuck me. Yes. When these events took place, I was in the moment, enjoying the physical feelings. But I can’t continue. This jumbles my psyche. We already know I’m confused and conflicted, we don’t need to add the bisexual element.”

Tears began running down her cheeks. “Oh, honey. You know I’ll support you, whether you’re Dan or Dawn. You mean more to me than anything,” she hugged and kissed me. “I want you to be happy, and if that means you’re Dan, please be Dan. Sweetie, this isn’t an issue we can’t handle. You can be Dan or Dawn, and I will support and care for you. We can work this out.”

“As we discussed in Steamboat, you like being Dawn. I know that’s not going to change. Dawn has been a part of your entire life. You enjoy being on the sofa, wearing a dress, and drinking wine. You pretended when you were wearing shorts and a golf shirt, out with the boys, drinking a beer. I want you in a dress because it's so obvious that YOU prefer Dawn. You LOVE wearing dresses and lingerie. Seeing how much you enjoy being dressed and how much more content you are is a joy to behold.”

“You can be Dawn without being bisexual. I think Dawn is beautiful. I think Dan is handsome. I’d be happy to be with either or both of you.”

“Come with me,” she took me by the hand, and we returned to the bedroom. “Make love to me, Dan.”

Chapter Twelve: Understanding
Monday, October 25, 2004

Diana and Dan snuggled in bed after making love.

“We need to decide how to handle Dawn going forward. I’ve no problem if you want to dress as Dan or Dawn. You can decide at any time. I know how happy it makes you and how much more relaxed you are. You have a sparkle in your eyes, and you laugh more easily. If you want to be Dan during the day and wear a nightgown to bed, that’s fine by me.”

“If we continued swinging, would you be Dan or Dawn? We don’t need to continue.”

Dan hugged and kissed Diana. “You’re the most wonderful woman I’ve ever known. You’ve been accepting since you met Dawn at Roger and Lisa’s. Thank you for being so understanding. I’m not sure if I can swing as Dawn right now. I certainly enjoy orally pleasuring women. When they pleasure me, either orally or via sexual intercourse, I’m fine. It’s when I have to interact with a male. As I said earlier, bisexual activity is where I have a problem. We have more than three weeks until the next party. Let’s give this some time. This is a complex matter. I don’t think we need to make quick decisions.”

“I agree. Just know that I want you to be happy because you make me happy. And I’m here whenever you need to talk about this or anything else.”

The discussion we had in Steamboat replays in my mind. Was I happier as Dawn? And if so, what did that mean for me? It was tough to think about, but Diana was being honest. I had to be honest, as well.

We got out of bed, dressed, and fixed breakfast. There are mundane chores associated with moving into a new house. I called to start newspaper delivery. Continuing to unpack bins, I found my wireless router and established internet connectivity. This also provided TV access.

“We need to go grocery shopping. There are no spices. Nothing to cook, unless we want breakfast for three meals per day!” Diana declared. “What do we want for dinner this week?”

I retrieved my laptop and set it on the dining room table. “I have several recipes on my computer. Take a look and see if you find anything you like. We can make a shopping list using the ingredients.”

“Okay, while I check some recipes, I have a question. Do you trust me?”

“Of course! Why would you even ask?”

“We’ve discussed before that you like being dressed as Dawn. I want you to go shower, shave, do your makeup, and get dressed. You won’t be dealing with any bisexual issues. It’s just you and me here. I know you love wearing dresses and pretty lingerie. I want you to be happy.”

“Wow! Okay. What do you want me to wear?”

“Something pretty. Something that makes you feel delightful. Go.”

Into the bath, I stripped, showered, shaved, and applied makeup. Into my closet, I put on breast forms, panties, a bra, and a wig. Looking through my wardrobe, I chose a tartan plaid, tie-waist dress, and 2” sling-back heels. In the kitchen, Diana was reviewing recipes and making a shopping list. “How does this look?”

“You look beautiful. As I knew you would. You have such a pretty smile!” She hugged and kissed me.

“What recipes have you picked out?”

“I’ve found eight. Here is the shopping list for all the ingredients. Let me get cleaned up, and we can go shopping. Maybe Kristi will be working today.”

She went to shower and change. I looked over the shopping list. Accessing the King Soopers website, I was able to organize the list to match the aisles in the store. Diana came out wearing a floral A-line midi dress and 2” black strappy sandals.

“As every day, you look beautiful.”

“Thanks, Sweetie. You aren’t too bad yourself. Are we ready to go?”

“Yes. I organized the shopping list according to the aisles in the store.”

She shook her head, hugged, and kissed me.

“What am I going to do with you?” She laughed.

“Come on. I was a nerd before being a nerd was cool!”

We drove to the grocery store and began shopping. When we had finished our list, I headed to the checkouts. Sure enough, Kristi was at one of the lanes. We got in line, even though there was a shorter line two checkouts away. When the conveyor cleared, we began unloading our shopping cart. Kristi recognized us. “Great to see you again. How wonderful was the party?”

“The party was a success. There were eight of us. Swinging Saturday evening and overnight to Sunday morning. When would you like to meet to discuss another party?” Diana asked.

“I get off at five. Would it be convenient to meet after that?”

“We’re heading home to fix dinner. I’m guessing you haven’t eaten this afternoon. Would you care to join us? We haven’t decided which recipe to cook tonight. Do you have any dietary restrictions or food you don’t like?”

“Are you sure? I’d hate to be a bother, but I’d love to join you. No restrictions or dislikes. I eat pretty much anything.”

Diana wrote our address and phone numbers on our shopping list. “Here. Come over when you get off work. We can have drinks before dinner. What’s your drink of choice?”

“Thank you so much. I’ll be there after five. White wine or vodka. I’ve been told I’m a cheap date!” She laughed.

We finished checking out, returned home, and unloaded everything.

Chapter Thirteen: Developing A New Relationship
Monday, October 25, 2004

“We have snacks and mixed nuts from the party to serve for happy hour. Which recipe do you want for dinner?” I asked.

“How about the Sheet Pan Dinner with Kielbasa? Supposed to be five minutes of preparation and thirty minutes of cooking time. That’ll give us time for cocktails.”

“It’s only three-thirty. I’ll do the prep work and get everything ready to go into the oven.” I offered.

“Thanks. I’ll get things set out for a happy hour.” Diana responded.

I began preparing the ingredients according to the recipe. Nothing too exciting. Quarter the potatoes, chop the broccoli, and slice the kielbasa. Set out olive oil, salt, pepper, garlic, and onion powder. Next, I put the potatoes and broccoli into a bowl, added the olive oil, and tossed them with the spices. Sliced kielbasa into a second bowl. Chopped spinach, sliced avocado, and diced onion into another bowl. Put the three bowls into the refrigerator.

Right at five-thirty, the doorbell rang. I greeted Kristi and invited her to the basement for cocktails. She had changed from her work uniform into a pink button-front blouse and cut-off shorts with white sandals.

We all opted for Chardonnay. Kristi is attending Regis University, pursuing a Bachelor of Science in Marketing. She works at the grocery store, as they allow flexible hours to attend classes, and they pay her college expenses. We chatted about swinging. Her ex-boyfriend didn’t approve of her swinging with others. She dumped him.

Diana asked, “Do you think you would want to get involved with us?”

“I feel very comfortable with both of you, so yes, I think we could have a good time.”

“Would you like to do anything right now?”

“If you’re comfortable with me, I’m game.”

“As the guest, we’ll let you get the ball rolling. Just relax and know that we’re here for a good time,” I added.

She began with an erotic strip show. She slipped off her sandals, unbuttoned her blouse, and removed her shorts. When she removed her bra, her breasts were amazing. Full, rounded, and firm. She was down to nothing but panties, there was hesitation and a look of trepidation.

“Oh, Sweetie. Don’t stop now.” Diana encouraged.

Kristi removed her panties, revealing that she had a penis! Diana and I looked at each other in surprise. Kristi looked apprehensive. Diana stood up, stepped over, and hugged her. “We’re very accepting.” Diana cupped and gently caressed her scrotum, led her to a recliner, and invited her to sit. Kristi gasped when Diana knelt and began giving her a blowjob. I moved over and hugged Kristi as Diana continued.

“I’m going to come!” she cried. Diana continued sucking until Kristi finally convulsed. Diana gave Kristi a passionate kiss. Kristi sucked cum from Diana’s tongue.

“Oh! My goodness! That was fabulous. Thank you. You’re wonderful. I certainly hope we’ll party together again, very soon!”

“You’re the guest. What would you like to do next? Your choice.” I asked.

“I think I’d like to return the favor to Diana.”

Diana undressed. Kristi knelt and brought Diana to a wave of orgasms. When Diana could take no more, she pulled Kristi into a big hug and kiss. "WOW! That was fantastic! I’m spent. What a wonderful experience! Thank you. You’re incredible.”

“Dawn. Would you like me to pleasure you?”

Yes, I know. Diana had just discussed my issue with male-on-male sex this morning. When I look at Kristi, I see a beautiful woman. That’s how I’m going to deal with this.

“If you wish, certainly.” I began undressing. When I took off my bra, Kristi looked quizzically at my breast forms but didn’t say anything. Removing my panties revealed that I also had a penis, and it was aroused.

“Well, that’s certainly a surprise. I had no idea.” She knelt and began giving me a blowjob. I looked at Diana. She was smiling. When I came, Kristi swallowed my load, then stood up and kissed me. “How was that, Dawn?”

“You give a great blowjob. Thank you.” Thus began a new relationship.

“Did you take hormones or have breast augmentation surgery?” I asked.

“These are implants. They cost $8,500.”

“They’re wonderful. You got your money’s worth. Would it be okay if I nuzzled them?”

Diana laughed.

“You’re more than welcome to nuzzle,” chuckled Kristi. I kissed and caressed her beautiful breasts.

“Are we ready to cook dinner?” asked Diana, interrupting my exploration.

I laughed.

We all dressed and went upstairs to the kitchen. I started the oven to preheat and poured three glasses of Merlot to accompany dinner. While waiting for the oven, we continued chatting with Kristi.

“Are you from Denver?” I asked.

“No. I’m originally from Lindsborg, Kansas.”

“What a coincidence, I’m from McPherson!” exclaimed Diana.

“Wow! I left fourteen years ago. Joined the Navy to get away from a rough home life. Middle Kansas isn’t the most accepting place to be transgendered. Spent eight years as a Personnel Specialist at the San Diego Navy base. Completed my enlistment as a Petty Officer First Class or E6. My now ex-boyfriend, Gary, and I were stationed together. We lived off base, but couldn’t be open about our relationship as two males.”

“I got breast implants right after we moved here six years ago and started living full-time as Kristi. My birth name is Kevin. Gary loved my new boobs but hated the attention others gave me, so I dumped him. King Soopers is very accepting. My Navy service qualifies me for the GI Bill, which allows me to have a nice apartment.”

“We thank you for your service. You’ve earned the GI Bill money. With eight years in the Navy and six years here, that would make you about thirty-two?” I asked.”

“Great math skills! Yes, I was seventeen when I enlisted. Turned thirty-two in August.”

The oven buzzed, indicating that it was at the proper temperature. I spread the bowl of potatoes and broccoli on a cooking sheet and slid it into the oven, setting a timer for fifteen minutes.

“You said you were new to this area. Where did you come from?” Kristi asked.

“It’s a weird circuit. About fifteen years ago, Diana and Dan, my male alter ego, worked at the same facility in downtown Denver. We were both married to other people at that time. After changing jobs, I got a divorce, remarried, retired, and moved to Florida.”

“After a second divorce, and for chuckles and grins, I started working with a group of property investors. It was my turn to appraise an estate in Steamboat Springs. I took the opportunity to introduce Dawn, the crossdresser you see now, to my former neighbors. The next afternoon, they hosted a party, where Diana came with some friends. We reconnected, and she spent two nights with me in Steamboat. That was the beginning of our new relationship. That all started eight weeks ago. We moved into this house on Friday.”

“Wow! That’s a wild series of events. You’re both lovely. And to look at you, Dawn, there’s no indication that you aren’t a beautiful woman.”

“Thanks, Kristi. You’re undoubtedly a gorgeous lady.”

The timer buzzed. I removed the cooking sheet, turned the veggies, added the kielbasa, and returned it to the oven, setting the timer for an additional fifteen minutes.

“How much longer until you graduate? What’s your schedule?” I asked.

“Thanks to the Navy funding the College Level Evaluation Program, or CLEP tests, I was credited for thirty hours, allowing me to start as a sophomore. I’m now in my senior year and scheduled to graduate in June. King Soopers allows me to work around my class schedule. This semester, I work on Saturdays, Sundays, Mondays, and Thursdays. Classes are on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.”

“That’s great that King Soopers is so accommodating.”

The oven timer buzzed. I turned the oven off, removed the cooking sheet, and served the salad and the Sheet Pan Dinner. After dinner, we returned to the basement bar for after-dinner drinks.

“Did you enjoy our evening festivities? Would you care to join us again sometime?” I asked.

“Yes. I thank you for inviting me. From your reaction, it appeared you had no clue about me. It was a surprise for me when Dawn undressed. I had no idea, and see you as a beautiful woman. I enjoyed our limited swinging session. Maybe we can have a full-blown party sometime soon.”

“Sounds like a good idea. There were eight of us on Saturday. That’s a good number to mix and match,” added Dawn.

“It’s been a joy meeting and learning about you. Our schedule is open since we’re both retired. Give us a call when you’d like to get together again,” offered Diana.

“This has been a delightful evening. Thank you for your acceptance. What a wonderful dinner. I’ll be in touch soon.”

Hugs and kisses around, and Kristi left. Diana and I cleaned up the kitchen.

We undressed, put on nighties, removed makeup, and got in bed.

“Do you feel more comfortable now as Dawn? Were you intimidated by Kristi having a penis? Did it bother you when I gave her a blowjob?”

“I was very relaxed all evening. It didn’t bother me at all when you gave her a blowjob. I was enjoying her wonderful breasts until you wanted to eat dinner!” I laughed.

“You’re a Dirty Old Man! And I’m happy that you are!”

“Since you interrupted my nuzzling of Kristi, I’ll nuzzle you.”
I lifted her nightie and began kissing and caressing her breasts.

“Oh, yes. You can nuzzle all you want. And not just my nipples. Other parts of me would also like your attention.”

I removed her panties and nuzzled her to a wave of orgasms. “You’re the best nuzzler I’ve ever known. You can nuzzle any part of me any time.”

When Diana recovered, she removed my panties, climbed on top, and rode me to an orgasm. “How was that? Miss Dawn.”

“I’m not sure. We might have to do this again in the morning. What do you think?”

“Of course. It’ll be a great way to start the day,” she laughed.

We snuggled and drifted off to sleep.

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