Dating a sorority girl

10-Mar-2020 19:09

They would also be free from the bustle of a busy salon. I’m jealous.” Another short pause and, “ Reddish blonde? I’d say really tight skirts would be in order too. The room was elegantly furnished, had a sitting area, a sauna, hot tub, lounge, and a dressing and change room. She’s going to look so good, typing up your invoices for you, regardless, Michele. Not a guy, Terri, but a girl.” “ There are lots of girls at Arts and Design College, Terri. The few guys that did attend; well most of them liked girls as girl friends. By the time I got into bed with her, I was Celeste again. In a stereotyped way, you might call me a ‘ Butch.’ I like ‘femmes’. Told me to keep it that way, in case we should “play” again. Told me to keep them painted all the time, even at work.I can’t have you, my only male stylist, making an exception to the rule. You’ll be putting it to good use Monday afternoon when you do our hair,” she stated. Especially after the partial role you’ve played in her transformation. The evening that had seemed to set this whole bizarre train of circumstances in motion. The delicate arch of her plucked and lightly penciled brows accented her innocence This look would not have been complete without the Candied Red lip liner and lipstick blended with a shiny gloss. Phyllis, completely ignoring me has one of those beautiful, creamy white breasts in her crimson, mouth, biting it softly and occasionally sucking it with her lips.“ I guess we may as well do some ironing then.” Sylvia replies, knowing full well what’s going on.

My suspicion’s were soon confirmed as she took a matching smock off a hanger, smiled at me, and said, “ Well Terri, let’s get started.” Following her back into the beauty room, I saw her attire in it’s fully frilled, feminine glory. She wasn’t skilled enough, but she was going to set my hair. For the next two days I was a content housewife, full time, until returning to work on Thursday. I spent the entire time as Celeste, wanting to prove to Phyllis I could perform the job of full time wife, to her complete satisfaction. You are a featherbrain, aren’t you, little girl? Had me shower and remove all hair from the neck down with a depilatory. Want to make Marie proud, and Phyllis happy tonight? Before she’d let me be her Celeste though she sent me to the bathroom.I was in the process of giving Virginia Wilson a comb out. She was a firm believer in administering hairbrush spankings. I began to answer her just before she started applying my lipstick, a Pink Frost shade by Sally Chanson. I’ll not have you being some sort of sissy cross dresser ruining our marriage. My wife’s change of attitude, from laughing at me, to understanding, concerned, supportive spouse, had loosened me up quite a bit. I was very popular at my sister’s slumber parties. Lying on the floor, my hands tied behind my back, ankles tied together and attached to the one leg of the four poster bed, I realized how absolutely helpless I was.Before I could tell Janet to have Phyllis call me back, Virginia stated, “ Terri darling, go ahead and speak to your wife. That way, I’ll have your undivided attention when you finish my styling dear.” When I’d begun working at Michele and Company I had asked for the name Terrence on my nametag. In addition she was a true aficionado, of “ Petticoat Discipline.” My mother and older sister Linda, both supported her in these endeavors with me. Maybe Rodney can come out too.” She said as she rummaged through the closet.“ If you’re going to tell the whole story, Terri, let’s do it with some effect. “ She liked calling me Celeste,” I replied, just before she told me to “pucker up.”“ Yes, of course, she was French, wasn’t she? I’ll be as patient and understanding as possible. I fully intend to share it with my best friend Mary Ellen. I’m certain she can help us through this.”“ Now, tell me, when did this start? I went on to describe the clothing first, the memories flooding back. Anytime I was dressed, I could be assured I’d get a lesson in high heel walking. When I began to tell Phyllis that I had been punished for bad grades while at beauty college, she looked at me with a start. As hard as it was to look at her, I did, and said, taking a deep breath, “ Yes, Phyllis, there were times I couldn’t see you because Mother and Marie had me dressed. You canceled dates with me to let two women put you in a dress and heels, put make up on you, curl your hair, and set you at a desk to study for an entire weekend? Two big fluffy pillows elevated my butt.“ Okay Celeste, unless you want to wind up like Sylvia, you’re going to obey. Beginning next week, every Monday afternoon you will be at Mary Ellen’s to teach Sylvia beauty techniques and to prettify her.

My suspicion’s were soon confirmed as she took a matching smock off a hanger, smiled at me, and said, “ Well Terri, let’s get started.” Following her back into the beauty room, I saw her attire in it’s fully frilled, feminine glory. She wasn’t skilled enough, but she was going to set my hair. For the next two days I was a content housewife, full time, until returning to work on Thursday. I spent the entire time as Celeste, wanting to prove to Phyllis I could perform the job of full time wife, to her complete satisfaction. You are a featherbrain, aren’t you, little girl? Had me shower and remove all hair from the neck down with a depilatory. Want to make Marie proud, and Phyllis happy tonight? Before she’d let me be her Celeste though she sent me to the bathroom.I was in the process of giving Virginia Wilson a comb out. She was a firm believer in administering hairbrush spankings. I began to answer her just before she started applying my lipstick, a Pink Frost shade by Sally Chanson. I’ll not have you being some sort of sissy cross dresser ruining our marriage. My wife’s change of attitude, from laughing at me, to understanding, concerned, supportive spouse, had loosened me up quite a bit. I was very popular at my sister’s slumber parties. Lying on the floor, my hands tied behind my back, ankles tied together and attached to the one leg of the four poster bed, I realized how absolutely helpless I was.Before I could tell Janet to have Phyllis call me back, Virginia stated, “ Terri darling, go ahead and speak to your wife. That way, I’ll have your undivided attention when you finish my styling dear.” When I’d begun working at Michele and Company I had asked for the name Terrence on my nametag. In addition she was a true aficionado, of “ Petticoat Discipline.” My mother and older sister Linda, both supported her in these endeavors with me. Maybe Rodney can come out too.” She said as she rummaged through the closet.“ If you’re going to tell the whole story, Terri, let’s do it with some effect. “ She liked calling me Celeste,” I replied, just before she told me to “pucker up.”“ Yes, of course, she was French, wasn’t she? I’ll be as patient and understanding as possible. I fully intend to share it with my best friend Mary Ellen. I’m certain she can help us through this.”“ Now, tell me, when did this start? I went on to describe the clothing first, the memories flooding back. Anytime I was dressed, I could be assured I’d get a lesson in high heel walking. When I began to tell Phyllis that I had been punished for bad grades while at beauty college, she looked at me with a start. As hard as it was to look at her, I did, and said, taking a deep breath, “ Yes, Phyllis, there were times I couldn’t see you because Mother and Marie had me dressed. You canceled dates with me to let two women put you in a dress and heels, put make up on you, curl your hair, and set you at a desk to study for an entire weekend? Two big fluffy pillows elevated my butt.“ Okay Celeste, unless you want to wind up like Sylvia, you’re going to obey. Beginning next week, every Monday afternoon you will be at Mary Ellen’s to teach Sylvia beauty techniques and to prettify her.We’re here to help you, if you need us.” No explaining was needed.