On 3/31/23 15:36, a425couple wrote:
Finally spent, Lieutenant Winter disentangled himself from the beautiful transvestite and Michele lowered her feet to the floor. They kissed a
little and then the Lieutenant looked at his watch.
"Time to go?" Michele asked.
"Are you angry?" he smiled.
"Nah; I've finished with you now," Michele smiled back mischievously.
"Bitch!" he laughed and kissed her quickly.
"But I really do have to go."
"I've got a little ensuite if you wanna share," he offered.
They squeezed in the little cubicle comprised of a toilet and a sink
with a mirror over it. Michele wet a towel and wiped at her dress, fixed
her makeup and brushed her hair while Steve fixed his bow tie, tucked in
his shirt and combed his hair.
"So Pink Pussycats?" Steve asked raising an eyebrow to her in the mirror.
"What?" Michele replied.
"Did the boys pick you girls up at Pink Pussycats?" he clarified his question.
Michele giggled.
"Recruit Michael Nyland reporting for duty sir!" Michele smiled and
threw him a mock salute.
Lieutenant Winters burst into laughter.
"Well fuck me! Barrack room Bettys! I always though the story was a
myth," he grinned.
"Look I really gotta go," he was obviously rushed.
Steve dropped ten pounds on the desk and kissed her cheek.
"Of course you will graduate with honours Miz Nyland," he quipped as he bolted out the door.
"Hey!" Michele cried, a little offended that he had left payment.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Of well, what the fuck!" she stuffed the tenner in her purse and
extracted the spare pair of knickers she's bought along 'just in case'.
As Michele made her way back to the wets she heard the warbled
throatiness of Lieutenant Winters' MGB driving away. She smiled to
herself and opened the door to the wets.
Three of the couples were dancing, closely embracing each other under
the Christmas lights and Jason was sitting on his own pouting. Michele sauntered over to him.
"How are you going lover?" she smiled at him.
The others stopped dancing to see what would happen.
"Well...Well...Well.." Jason stammered, he couldn't help but notice the
wet patch on her dress.
Michele dropped into his lap and kissed him affectionately and her
fingers found his penis and stroked him through his trousers.
"Don't be silly and don't be jealous," Michele lowered her face back to
his.
The others went back to dancing, kissing and canoodling.
To be continued.
Reviews appreciated.
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6 COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 5 years ago
Fantastic!
Great chapter to a great story. Oh my God, I'd love to be a tranny slut
like Michele and get my brains fucked out by multiple cocks. Looking
forward to her taking more dickmeat so I can stroke and fantasize being
her!!!
BrendaNWBrendaNWover 6 years ago
another excellant chapter
You are a great writer and I have enjoyed every word and can hardly wait
for more. I love how the series is developing.. Ignore the negatives..
it it the story that counts not picky details of wording..
Anonymousover 6 years ago
WoW!!!
I only recently discovered this website, and browsing through the
stories, I found this series, and I read all the chapters in one go this evening, breaking for a cup of coffee and a smoke, and I love it, the characters, the story line, the feelings being harbored by each
individual and between the paired couples. I just hope that it will not
come to an abrupt end when the rest of the 'company' are due back from
'shore' leave. I can just imagine how they are going to struggle to get
all the dresses and undergarments back in their rightful places. Man, I
can't wait for the next chapter and the one after that and so forth!
Anonymousover 6 years ago
Excellent, excellent, excellent
Excellent, excellent, excellen
Anonymousover 6 years ago
You've always been a good writer
Really sexy story and great writing. :)
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