Passion desire Lust

The following morning Jason put on the white thong and then one of his white shirts and his Armani suit. After combing his hair, he looked at himself in the mirror. It was hard to believe it was the same person who the previous night had put her hair in a ponytail.

He had a difficult time concentrating at work. What Valerie had asked him kept on creeping back into his mind. In his fantasies, Nina would go home with guys and then let them fuck her in any position they wanted. She loved sucking cock and having her pussy eaten out. The problem was, Nina, in reality, didn’t have a pussy, and that was something that he hadn’t thought about when he had decided to dress up. The idea of being with a man wasn’t as disgusting as he had thought at first. Mike had believed he was a woman, and as Nina, he thought sucking a cock for example sounded great. He wanted to know what it felt like having his mouth open wide and a pair of balls in his hands. The more he thought about it the hornier he became. By mid-afternoon, he knew the answer to Valerie’s question. He would go all the way, as Nina, but only if the guy knew her secret.

Valerie was sitting at her desk daydreaming. In her mind, she was with Nina in a bar, flirting with guys. Then they decided to take two of them back to her place. In her dream they would kneel in front of them and suck cock together and then, she would give Jason a blowjob while the guys watched.

“Excuse me, Valerie?”

Her eyes flew open and she blinked a few times. Her secretary stood in the door.

“Yeah, what is it, Emma?”

“The conference is about to begin.”

“OK, thanks.”

She took out her makeup kit from her purse and added a bit of lipstick. When she put it back in the purse, she realized that Jason didn’t have one, and Nina could not go out partying without a purse.

When Jason knocked on Valerie’s door at ten that night she opened wearing only a thong and a bra, both in white.

“Hi, did you bring everything?” she asked.

Jason lifted the bag from the floor, “Yeah, I got it.”

She let him in and followed him to the living room. “I have a gift for you,” she said.

“Thanks, what is it?”

She took a wrapped box from the coffee table and gave it to him. When he had opened it, he took out a small black purse with a shoulder strap.

“Wow, this is so cool, thanks a lot.”

“You are welcome, Nina. In it you need to put your makeup, money, ID, and so on. You should also have a hairbrush, and maybe a comb.”

They drank wine while they got ready and by eleven they both stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Jason was wearing the black dress with sleeves. Under it, he had the black bra and a black thong. He wore the stockings, but not the garter belt, and on his feet, he had the four-inch shoes.

Valerie had a white cocktail dress and white pumps. She looked at him in the mirror. “If I was a guy, I’d fuck you anytime.”

Jason grinned. “After what happened the other day, I am pretty sure you would fuck me as Valerie too.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

There was a long silence while they looked at each other in the mirror, then Valerie said in a quiet voice. “Maybe I would.”

The bar was busy when they arrived and they made their way along one wall to the bar. There was a small dance floor in one corner where about ten people were dancing to the beat coming out of huge speakers hung on the walls.

“What are you having?” said the bartender.

“Two apple martinis,” said Valerie before Jason had a chance to answer.

“Those are awful, can’t I have a beer?”

“No, Nina drinks apple martinis, end of story.”

While they waited for their drinks two guys came up behind them. When Jason turned they smiled at him but didn’t say anything, so he turned back to the bar. A second later he felt first a hand on his ass, and then one of the guys pressing his hard-on against him. Jason froze. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he stood still. The guy behind him began grinding his cock against him, and then he felt a hand slowly move up the inside of his thigh. If the guy got as far as his cock there might be trouble he realized. He pushed away the hand and then turned around.

“I’m sorry, but could you stop feeling me up?”

The guy grinned and then said over the loud music, “what’s wrong, baby? Don’t you want some cock in you?”

Jason smiled back. “I love cock, but I like to choose which one fucks me, and I don’t like the feeling of yours, so leave me alone.”

“Bitch!” said the guy and walked off with his friend.

“Nice, Nina. Well done,” said Valerie when they were alone.

“What an asshole.”

“Get used to it, most guys are. How did it feel to have him touch your leg?”

Jason thought while sipping on his martini. It had been alright, he had enjoyed it until he realized what would happen if the guy had reached his cock.

“It was cool, I guess.”

“Great.”

They had turned around so they were facing the people around them and had the bar at their backs. Suddenly Jason felt Valerie’s hand sliding up under his dress. She grabbed his ass cheek and then moved her a little. He knew what she wanted so he spread his legs a little and immediately Valerie’s hand slid up and gently began to massage his balls and cock. Jason leaned in and spoke in her ear, “what are you doing?”

“Shh, I love this. I had no idea it would be such a turn on seeing you dressed like Nina.”

“If you don’t stop, I am going to come.”

She knew he was right. She had found his cockhead and it was wet from pre-cum which made her even hornier. She gave his balls a couple of more gentle squeezes and then took her hand away.

They had a good time and had way too many apple martinis that night. When the bar closed at two in the morning Jason picked up his bag from the wardrobe where he had dropped it and tipped the attendant a fiver. They had spoken to several men, and none of them had even once questioned Nina’s sex. Some of them had even kissed her and grabbed her ass a few times. She had let it slide, figuring it was time she learned how to deal with it. One guy had even French kissed him and he had gone along with it, but by then he had already had eight martinis.

When they stood on the sidewalk waiting for cabs Valerie said, “how do you feel?”

“Good, a bit drunk, I guess.”

“Yeah, be careful walking when you are drunk, those heels are killers.”

“Thanks for the tip.”

A cab rolled up and Valerie got in and before she closed the door, she said, “call me tomorrow.”

When Jason walked into his apartment the first thing he did was to take off his heels. He sat on the sofa rubbing his feet and thinking about what had happened. The most interesting thing was Valerie when she had fondled him. Since he came back from college, not once had she said or indicated that she would like to fuck him. Now, when she had found out about Nina, she was hot for her. Jason was confused and decided it was better to think about it when he was sober. He walked into the bathroom and began taking off his makeup and then the rest of the things. He fell onto his bed with a big grin on his face.