Playing a round on the Golf course.

We arrived home, using my new handbag that Leslie had loaned me I extracted my keys and opened the door. Note to myself buy a couple of handbags and a purse or two. We carried our purchases into my home. I noticed the net curtains twitch a couple of doors down. I didn’t care.
I’m the new me, and I am loving it. I kicked off my heels.
“I’ll put the kettle on while you unpack the shopping, then while you are trying things on I can watch, help you fasten things and enjoy.” Leslie announced.
“Could you unzip my dress for me first.” I asked.
Leslie unzipped me and after I laid out my purchases stepped out of my dress. Clad now in my bra, panties, waspie and stockings.
Leslie walked in carrying two mugs of coffee.
“Now there’s a sight I could certainly learn to love. In fact I don’t have to learn it. I LOVE IT.” Leslie gushed at me as she put the drinks down and held me in her arms, she grasped my bum cheeks squeezing them and pulling me closer.
“Unzip me darling, I’m wearing too much.” She whispered in my ear that she had been kissing.
I unzipped her dress, she stepped out of it then released my bum and stepped out of her waist slip. Then stepped back away.
“Now you need to undress, but keep your stockings on and try the black set of lingerie.” Leslie instructed me.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking of wearing with the little black dress.” I replied.
I dressed in my lingerie inserting my bra fillers and adjusting the straps, I attached my suspender clips to my stockings and then the bikini panties, I could feel the excitement growing and Leslie could see it.
“We just might have to do something about that as it will spoil the shape of the dress.” She uttered.
“Mmmm I can see what you mean.” I replied caressing the bulge in my panties.
“Let me help you with that.” Leslie offered. Before I could respond she was on her knees with my panties lowered to my stocking tops and her head was bobbing back and forth on my now hard cock.
I let out a contented sigh as she took me to a wonderful orgasm, with Leslie swallowing my cream.
Releasing my now deflated cock, she eased my panties up and tucked me back for a smooth line. I had to hold on to her shoulders as I didn’t want to fall over. A couple of minutes and I let go to resume my dressing waist slip followed by the little black dress.
“You look gorgeous darling, good enough to eat.” Leslie stated.
“You’ve already done that.” I replied.
“Mmmm I know and I want some more.” She told me in a sexy husky voice.
Just then my door bell chimed, looking at my phone it was the young lady who curtains had twitched earlier.
“What should I do it’s one of my neighbours who knows I’m here?” I said worriedly.
“Invite her in and tell we have been dress shopping and now trying out different outfits.” Leslie replied excitedly.
“I don’t know, she has never seen me dressed.” I nervously replied.
“Excuse me.” Leslie said grabbing her silky dressing gown and making for the door.
“Hello, can I help you?” I heard Leslie as she opened the door.
“Oh have you moved in? Because I live just there and could be your neighbour.” I heard her reply.
“Oh no, I’m staying here while I’m having a new kitchen and bathroom fitted at my home.” Leslie replied.
“It’s just that I know the young man who lives here, and I’m checking things are ok.” She stated.
“Oh it’s all perfectly ok, come in and meet my good friend I went to school with a good few years ago.” Leslie offered.
“Thank you.” She replied.
Come in! I’m dressed feminine! What I’m sunk! My neighbours will all know very soon.
“My name is Leslie and my friend is Carole, and has lived here for several years.” I heard Leslie say as she closed the door and led the way to my bedroom.
“My name is Magnolia, but most call me Mags, except for my Mum.”
“We’ll meet Carole, Carole, Mags, Carole.” Leslie did the introductions.
“Welcome, I don’t think we have ever spoken before.” I nervously said.
“Thank you. No we have never actually spoken, but always wanted to speak with the guy who lives here.” Mags replied.
“Perhaps now the ice is broken you will.” Leslie added.
“Wait you are the guy who lives here! Wow you look gorgeous. Is it your real hair? Who did your makeup? Where did you get that fabulous dress? Look at the fantastic lingerie on your bed. Oh my you wear stockings and suspenders, so sexy.” Mags exclaimed.
“Whoa! steady up, let’s go into the lounge and I’ll make another drink and we can talk in comfort.” Leslie offered.
We left the bedroom, Leslie leading the way. Mags linked my arm and we walked side by side to the lounge.
We sat side by side on my sofa, Mags was studying my face.
“Your bone structure is quite superb. You have very feminine lines and your makeup is very good. How long have you been wearing gorgeous clothes like these?” She gestured my appearance.
Many years ago I first tried some borrowed underwear, then when I moved out I bought a few items. Then I stopped because I got a girlfriend and wanted to be straight. It lasted about 6 months before she found someone else. I’d hidden my feminine clothes and forgot about them till Leslie invited me to a round of golf and found bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings in my golf bag pocket. (I left out the sex.)
Leslie asked if she could rent a room while her bathroom and kitchen was being refitted.” I revealed.
“I knew about her earlier dressing and when I discovered the items in her golf bag I wanted to bring out her feminine side. I offered to buy her some outfits and pay rent.” Leslie added as she came in. She put Mags coffee down and sat across from us.
Her dressing gown falling open exposing her stocking clad legs and suspender clips.
“Oh my! You wear stockings as well.” Mags stated.
“Don’t you then?” Leslie asked.
“Oh yes, they feel so sexy and feminine. Look.” Mags uttered.
We looked as she lifted the hem of her fairly tight skirt. Black lace top with white suspender clips got our attention, in fact it got something else starting to get to attention, although I was still tucked. I clasped my hands in my lap trying to disguise it.
“Did I see more dresses to try on in the bedroom?” Mags asked.
“Yes, you did also some skirts and tops.” Leslie answered quickly.
“Then we should do it after our coffee.” Mags suggested.
We drank up and all three of us returned to the bedroom. I picked up one of the dresses and held it up against me.
“That’s not the way to try it on, turn round.” Mags ordered.
I turned and as soon as my back was turned she reached out and unzipped the dress I was wearing.
“Now step out of it and pass it to me.” Mags continued.
I stepped out of it and handed it over.
“For now your undies will do but you will need lighter even white under this dress and tan stockings.” Mags informed me.
With the new dress unzipped I pulled it over my head and settled it in place. Mags stepped in and helped. This dress had a side zip so I could manage it easily.
“Very pretty, you’ll have all the boys standing in line just to talk to you. Most will just want to get into your knickers though.” Mags seemed to have taken charge. Leslie sat on the edge of the bed smiling.
“Next dress, then we try the skirts.” Mags had taken charge. Before long I had tried all the dresses, skirts and tops we had bought. The skirt I was currently wearing was longer than the others.
“Mmmm a bit long, as it’s an elasticated waistband you can roll it down. Or get the hem taken up.” Megs advised me. Soon she was on her knees in front of me folding up the hem of my skirt.
“While your down there, oops sorry, my mistake.” Leslie murmured.
“Mmmm, do you think so?” Mags responded.
“I know so.” Leslie replied.
“Do I get a say in this conversation?” I asked.
“Not really unless you don’t want me to.” Mags answered.
I made a zip sign across my lips. Mags reached up inserting her fingers into my skirt waistband and pulled it down, followed by my black waist slip. Her fingers then brushed the bulge in my panties causing me to gasp and twitching in my black bikini panties. She eased them down my legs and got me to step out of them and the skirt and slip that had pooled at my feet. Doing so caused me to be untucked from earlier.
“Mmmm that is very inviting, do you mind if I take a closer look?” Mags asked.
“Not at all she will love it, and do you mind if I play and watch?” Leslie enquired.
“Go right ahead, enjoy yourself. Try not to stain your peignoir though.” Mags told Leslie, as she took gentle hold of me. Her touch was a light as a butterfly, not a meaty hand stroking as fast as possible for a quick cum.
Oh she was good, very good. Soon I was like an iron rod in a velvet glove. I could feel the sap rising as she gently stroked me. She moved her hand down to the base of my cock exposing the purple mushroom head. Then suddenly without warning her lips sank down my cock. She held still apart from her tongue that was doing amazing things to my frenulum. I wanted to grasp her head and take control, but I didn’t because she was giving immense pleasure. Mags let go of my cock and clasped my buttock’s slipping her finger under my suspender straps. Her head started bobbing back and forth her tongue still working it’s magic.
“Uh, mmmm, oh, heck. I can’t hold off much longer.” I managed to say between gasps of pleasure.
“Me too.” Gasped Leslie.
The tingling sensation started deep inside me. I uncontrollable started to pulse and pump my cream into Mags mouth.
“Mmmm, very nice. I’ve wanted you since the day I moved in. I wanted you in my panties, I certainly didn’t dream of me getting in your panties, but it was fantastic. Thank you.” Mags told me after releasing my cock from her lipstick smudged lips.
Leslie was lying back on the bed her legs parted her panties halfway down her thighs and her deflating cock laying across her leg.
“Where is your cum babe’s?” Mags asked.
“On its way to my tummy.” Leslie replied.
“Mmmm, good not entirely wasted.” Mags replied.
She continued. “By the look of you two I’m definitely overdressed, but I can correct that right now.”
She stood up pulled off her t-shirt and unzipped her lined skirt. Now she was clad in her lace top stockings a white frilly waspie with 6 suspenders and pair of white lacy panties and a half cup bra. Her nipples were not on show but her aureole was.
“That’s better, now you two girls can lay each side of me at describe in every detail what you have been up to since you met up again.” Mags told us.

After we recounted parts 1-3 of this story. Mags was rubbing her pussy and after extracting her breasts taking turns tweaking her nipples. How could we possibly leave her to her own devices.
I wriggled down the bed and took her right breast into my care, kissing and sucking her nipple. Leslie did the same for her left breast.
“Oh you two girls are the best, Mmmm that’s gorgeous.” Mags gushed.
Taking my hand down across her smooth flat tummy, I slid my hand under hers and stroked her shaved lips. I could feel her juices on my fingers.

Wriggling further down the bed I was now looking directly at her sopping panties.
“Rip them off, get your tongue in my pussy NOW please.” Mags shouted NOW.
I put my fingers in the waistband of her panties, she lifted her hips up and very quickly her panties were on the floor behind me. Mags spread her legs and her glistening pussy was beckoning me in. I had my instructions and my tongue went into her juicy pussy, I found her clitoris and flicked it with my tongue.
“Aah, that’s it right there Aah, yes, yes, yes, I’m coming.” Mags exclaimed in her throes of orgasm.
Come she certainly did, my tongue was awash with her juices. She wrapped her legs around my head and held me in place until she came down from her high.
Releasing my head I crawled up along side her. She moved her lips close to mine and we kissed.
When parted Mags announced.
“I love my juices.”
“So do I.” I answered.
“Looks like I’m surplus to requirements here.” Leslie uttered.
“You certainly are not, you’ll get your reward later. I’ve always wanted to be spit roasted, and you can get first choice.” Mags replied.


I hope you enjoyed this episode.
TvCarole
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