When I heard about the new Cross Dressing At Work policy, I was more than a little intrigued. I had always had a bit of an alternative fashion sense, but I was hardly adventurous enough to try something as daring as this. I thought that I might as well give it a shot, and so the next day, I arrived at the office wearing a black, thigh-length skirt and a white, collared blouse.
Along with some heels, I felt like a completely different person, and the attention I began to get was more than I ever expected. I had always been a bit of an attraction, but now people were looking at me in a whole new light. Everyone seemed to be taken aback by my daring fashion statement, and I could tell that I was turning a few heads.
All of this attention was making me feel more than a little bit excited, and I realized that I was getting a bit aroused in my new clothing. I didn’t even think that it was possible to feel this way in the office, but I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t care. I sat down at my desk, but I couldn’t concentrate on work. All I could think about was sex.
I wanted someone to come and give in to my desires, and when I looked across the room and saw a man staring at me with a look of desire in his eyes, I knew what I had to do. Without thinking, I stood up and walked over to him. I asked him if he wanted to go somewhere a little more private, and he didn’t hesitate in saying yes.
We quickly made our way out of the office, and back in my apartment, I began to take off my clothes. I could already feel the heat between us, and when I had my clothes off, he pushed me onto the bed. I was in for an experience I would never forget.
He began to kiss me all over, exploring every inch of my body with his mouth. His hands were all over me, and I could feel the heat of his touch. I was on fire for him, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
He moved down to my legs, licking and kissing me, paying special attention to the area between my thighs. His mouth moved around, eventually finding what he was looking for. I gasped in pleasure as he began to lap up my juices, and I could feel my desire intensifying with every passing second.
He worked his way up my body, and when he reached my breasts, he pulled my nipples in between his teeth, rolling them between them and tugging lightly. His tongue flicked around my body, and I felt like I was going to melt. I could feel my body trembling with pleasure, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to cope with much more.
But I was wrong; my partner wasn’t done with me yet. His mouth moved down my body again, and this time, he licked and teased my skin until I was begging for more. He found my clit, and his tongue worked its magic. I felt the wave of pleasure building up inside me, and I had to fight the urge to scream.
He moved his body over mine, and I could feel his hardness pressing against my inner thigh. He moved slowly, and I felt every inch of him as he entered me. I could feel my body tightening around him as he thrust deeper.
Our bodies moved in perfect synchronization as we explored every corner of pleasure together. Every thrust brought me closer and closer to the edge, and I could feel my orgasm crashing through me in wave after wave of pleasure.
When it was over, I was trembling with satisfaction and bliss. We both lay there panting in the aftermath, and I couldn’t help but think of how much more daring I had become since I had started dressing like this. I was sure that this was just the beginning of my adventures in cross dressing, and I couldn’t wait to see what else was in store for me.
