Girls' Night Out Ch. 14

"I really can't believe you are saying that, sweetie," Angie said. She sounded angry. "You really believe that? Are you sorry you made the decision?"

"If it messed up your life," Kylie started to say.

"Messed up my life, sweetie! You have to be kidding!" Angie was now shouting. "I have never been happy or in a better place in my life! And it is all because of you. I don't believe you understand how much Kylie has done for me, for Cassie, for Chrissie, for others. Old Cary is dead and buried. It is just not the boobs, the make-up, the clothing. Kylie is a whole new person and a breath of fresh air for everyone. It is truly amazing."

"Thanks, but sometimes I do have my doubts. I get confused," Kylie confessed.

"I can understand but don't. I know it was the right choice, for both of us, sweetie." Angie reached over and rubbed Kylie's leg. "I wish cars today didn't have bucket seats."

"Me too," Kylie sighed. "I could snuggle up close."

The ride continued and it felt like it was taking forever. They stopped once for a bathroom break and then continued on. About an hour from home Angie blurted out, "I need to ask you a question?"

It jolted Kylie who had almost fallen asleep. "About what?"

"Ok, don't ask me why but lately I read some erotic stories about crossdressing and every one seems to be about being forced, or tricked, or found out by the sister or the wife, etc. There seems to some type of humiliation. Do you think I did anything like that to you? Did I force you? Have I humiliated you?"

"Well you did say the only way I could go on a girls' night out was to dress up like a girl. Then you and Alexa took me to Ravenna. I did think it was only for a night then you told me the make-up and hair would last longer. So the answer is....no."

"Really? You are just not saying that?"

"No, I'm telling you the truth," Kylie said turning in her seat and pulling her feet up. " I always enjoyed wearing girl's underwear. Suzi helped with that. But I guess I wanted more, so much. When you made that offer, something deep inside me said 'YES!'

I could have said, 'No' at any time but I didn't want to. I know I'm not a real girl and I don't want to be. It may be hard to explain but I feel so good right now. Throughout this you and others have accepted what I am. On New Year's Eve, I think I wanted someone else to find out who I am. Then when Bev lowered my panties and found my cock staring her in the face, she didn't miss a beat. It sounds dumb but it was important. So the answer is no but it should really be thank you, babe."

***

Sunday

Kylie slowly opened her eyes and stretched. She didn't want to get out of bed so she pulled the blankets up around her neck and buried her head in her pillow. She thought back and how wonderful last night's love making. Angie seemed a little more needy, more desperate than usual and Kylie was happy to be there for her. The first round was more about fucking but afterwards, after she recovered, Kylie took her time. It was more about loving and more sensual than the first. In many ways it was more satisfying. She once read that the mind was the body's biggest sex organ. Whoever wrote that was right. Since becoming Kylie, she never been more in touch with her body.

"Hey sleepy head, time to get up," Angie said shaking the covers. "Come on!"

"I don't want to get up!"

Angie grabbed the blankets and pulled hard. The covers flew off and exposed Kylie's naked body. It also exposed her erection. She tried to cover it up.

"Well, well what do we have here?" Angie reached and tried to move Kylie's hands. "And what have you been thinking of?"

Kylie quickly reached out and catching Angie off balance, pulled her on top of herself. "You! How fuckin' hot you are and wanting to fuck you!"

Struggling to free herself, Angie rolled over and jumped off the bed. "Didn't you have enough last night," she asked.

"Nope," Kylie answered shaking her head.

"Maybe later, sweetie," Angie smiled. "Get dressed. I made breakfast."

Kylie had just opened the gallery when Cassie rushed in. "Hey, slow down. What's the rush?" Kylie asked as she turned the sign from 'Closed' to 'Open'.

"Sorry, I'm late. I know I was suppose to open but I lost track of time." Cassie said a little out of breath.

"That's ok. I was here." Kylie shook her head and smiled. She knew Cassie had stayed at Jamie's.

Cassie walked to the office and hung up her coat. "Say, weren't you supposed to stay overnight at Angie's or something?"

"That was the plan," Kylie walking into the office. "But it didn't work out. Her mother and her had a big fight."

"Oh, about what?" Cassie asked.

Kylie sighed. "It was mostly about me. Angie told her mother we sleep together and planned on there too. Her mother said no so Angie asked why not since we were lovers."

"Oh no!" Cassie gasped. "What happened next?"

"Her mom blew up and it quickly went downhill from there. So we came home."

"I can see why," Cassie said over her shoulder. "Yesterday went well here. We sold some things including two prints. Oh, Ingrid stopped in. Said she wanted to talk to you so you should call. Good God, is that woman gorgeous or what? There were 4 or 5 people in the store went she walked in and it became very quiet. Just her mere presence and you can feel the sexuality."

"You can say that again." Kylie gave a little whistle as she pictured Ingrid in her mind. "I wonder what she wants."

"Hi Ingrid, it's Kylie, just returning your call," Kylie started the conversation.

"Great to hear from you," Ingrid said, "I stopped by to talk to you Saturday but Cassie said you out. I wanted to talk to you face to face about your decision."

"I can understand that but I'm pretty sure I'm going to stick to it," Kylie replied.

"Sure," Ingrid replied, "But at least give me the chance. If you are available I would like to have you over to dinner at my place, say tomorrow?"

"I don't know. It's a long ride to Provincetown," Kylie answered her, thinking of an excuse to say no.

"I live in Wellfleet, which is a little closer. It won't be too late. If it is, you could stay over. I have an extra room." Ingrid was making hard to refuse her.

"Ok," Kylie said giving in. "What time?"

"Great," Kylie could hear the excitement in Ingrid's voice. "Say 6 o'clock. Oh, dress should be a little more than casual. No jeans. I'm so happy you said yes. See you tomorrow."

***

Monday

"Are you sure you are going to be alright?" Angie asked. "It's a long drive and it will be late. Maybe Cassie should go with you."

"I will be okay," Kylie replied fastening her stocking to her garters. "You are beginning to sound like my sister. Besides if it gets too late, Ingrid said I could stay over."

"I'm not too sure I like that choice," Angie said with a frown. "After hearing you two describe Ingrid, I'm reminded of the Stone's song line. 'Make a dead man cum!'

Cassie spoke up. "I agree with Angie. Maybe I should go with you."

"Wow! Such a vote of confidence. I am a big girl, you know." Kylie slipped her dress over her head. "How do I look?"

She was wearing a little black dress, one with long sleeves and the little cutouts on the shoulders. The front was cut low enough to show a good amount of cleavage. She liked showing off her breasts but not going too far. Black patterned stockings and black heels finished it off. Of course she wore her favorite necklace, nestled down between her boobs.

Angie smiled. "You look real good, sweetie." She patted her on the ass. "Padding?"

"Just a little," Kylie laughed. "Remember what you said about getting a bootie butt?"

"Look, Kylie, I'm serious. Text me when you land and when you leave. I do care a lot about you." Angie held Kylie's hands.

"I know you do." She kissed her on the cheek. "Don't wait for me."

"Fat chance I won't!"

Kylie found Ingrid's house with some help from the GPS. It was an older colonial home that looked like it had some extensive work. There was a wrought iron fence around the property and a gate on a driveway that led up to house. The house sat on a small rise that overlooked the Bay. She pushed the button and a voice said to come up and park out front.

Before she exited the car, Kylie removed her pumps. It was easier to drive in those instead of the heels. Plus with the snow and slop she didn't want to ruin her nice shoes. The walk looked clean so she felt it was ok. She then texted Angie saying she had arrived, just as she was asked.

As she walked to the front door she suddenly became very nervous. She was not sure why. She looked around for more cars hoping there might be more people inside. She took a deep breath and rang the bell.

The door opened slowly and a young girl peaked her head around its edge. Kylie recognized her. It was Anna from the sex shop. She was wearing some type of headband. As Kylie looked closer, it was a pair of fox ears.

"Welcome, Miss Stevenson," Anna said sweetly, "Mistress Ingrid is waiting for you in the front room." She stepped from behind the door and motioned to Kylie to step further into the foyer. "May I take your coat?"

It wasn't the question that made Kylie pause. It was what Anna was wearing. In addition to the fox ears, she was wearing a maid's apron. There was nothing underneath it unless you counted the black stockings and garter belt. A thin chain hung from her nipples as each had a clip on it. She took Kylie's coat and turned, hanging on hook. With her back to her, Kylie could see a fox's tail between her ass cheeks. "Please, follow me, Miss Stevenson."

Kylie couldn't help stare at Anna's ass as the fox tail bobbed back and forth as she walked down the hallway. It was strangely exciting. It also was a bit unsettling. "What was going here?" Kylie wondered.

They entered the sitting room where Anna announced, "Mistress Ingrid, Miss Stevenson."

Ingrid was standing next the fireplace, looking out the window at the water. From behind, Kylie could see Ingrid's long braided ponytail that reached down her ass. She was wearing what appeared to a leather mini-skirt, which barely covered her. Ingrid turned to greet Kylie. "Kylie, I'm so glad you could come. It has been too long."

As Ingrid walked towards her, Kylie could see the rest of what Ingrid wore. It was a black leather halter dress. It was more like two leather strips that barely covered her breasts and connected to the skirt. It was completely open in the front, down past her navel. Even more amazingly it was open up both sides of the skirt, being held together by golden links of chain. Ingrid was totally naked underneath it. Kylie had never seen anything like it nor had she ever imagined anything like it. She tried not to stare.

Ingrid came closer. She gave Kylie a light kiss on the cheek and hugged her. Kylie could smell her perfume. It was intoxicating. As she hugged Ingrid she ran her hands over Ingrid's back. The feeling of her soft, smooth skin felt wonderful.

"Now, would you like a drink before dinner is served?" Ingrid asked.

"Yes, an apricot sour," Kylie quickly replied. She didn't drink much more than wine but tonight demanded something a little stronger. It might calm her nerves.

What happened next did little to help.

Ingrid pushed a small button and within a few minutes a well built handsome man appeared at the door. "Yes Mistress?"

"Raymond, Miss Stevenson would like an apricot sour and I would like my usual," Ingrid said, as if nothing was out of the norm but it definitely was.

Raymond was naked except for a white collar and cuffs. Like Anna he wore nipple clips, a head band with what appeared to be squirrel ears, and a fluffy tail between his ass cheeks. In addition he wore a cock and ball cage around his flaccid penis. It was identical to the one Kylie and Cassie saw at the shop, right down to a little gold padlock.

"Yes, Mistress," Raymond said as he left the room.

Seeing the look on Kylie's face, Ingrid laughed. "I see you need a bit of explanation. Both Raymond and Anna work for me. When I entertain guests such as you they serve as my wait staff. They are wonderful at their jobs. Very obedient. Do you find them disturbing?"

"No, no" Kylie replied trying to act casual. "I just never expected, never saw anything like this before." Kylie wasn't sure what she was feeling at this moment. Nervous? No, curious was more like it.

"Good!" Ingrid said. "I believe you will find it interesting as the night goes on. Now tell me more about yourself. I only know the business side of Kylie."

As Raymond brought the drinks the two talked. Kylie did most of the talking as Ingrid sat back taking it all in. She revealed very little about herself except she was from Sweden and that she had a simple business relationship with Mr. Fairchild. The conversation continued over dinner, which was excellent. Raymond and Anna served filet mignon, tiny potatoes, a salad and an amazing red wine. The conversation, the food, and the wine allowed Kylie to relax and she tried to ignore the presence of the two naked servants. She found that very difficult especially when Anna stood close to her. She found it hard to keep her eyes from Anna's ass and her fluffy tail.

"So, Kylie, I know that from a business and money point of view, I can't change your mind but I wonder if I might convince you some other way. Come, walk with me," Ingrid said rising from the table when dinner was over. She reached out and gently took Kylie by the hand.

Ingrid led Kylie down the hallway. The hallway, with polished hardwood floor, rich carpets, and deep mahogany paneling, gave off a feeling of warmth and comfort. All the time they walked, Ingrid held Kylie's hand and held her close by her side. Kylie could feel the heat of Ingrid's body as they continued down the hall.

Cassie was right. The mere presence of Ingrid gave off a sense of sexuality and sensualness. Her perfume, her voice, and the casual touch of her skin were working magic with Kylie's senses. She could feel her heart beating faster and her body becoming warmer.

"You come off as a confident and put together young woman, one who outwardly shows the world that you are in charge," Ingrid said quietly as they walked. There was something about her voice that was calming, trusting. "But underneath it all you are not that way. I saw the way you reacted to Raymond and especially Anna. You tried to remain cool but your posture and movements gave you away. You are curious and slightly excited. You can admit it. Your body is giving you away."

Kylie looked down and saw that her nipples were erect and pushing against the fabric of her dress.

"Yes," Kylie said as she blushed, "I am."

"I told you about some extra benefit," Ingrid continued. "Raymond and Anna are but a part of a special group of friends, people who work for me, who meet here once a month to enjoy the idea of exploring that hidden side, that dark side. No questions asked or judgments made. I believe you might find it enjoyable." She opened a door and brought Kylie inside the room.

It was something right out of 50 Shades, only much, much more. Restraints, paddles, and so many other "toys" filled the room. Kylie could only gasp and stare. Standing in the center were Raymond and Anna. "This is our playroom, Kylie. Walk around and take a look."

Kylie was speechless as she looked around. She expected that tonight Ingrid would talk about and even offer her "the benefits" she kept mentioning and she was prepared for that. She was not prepared for anything like this. As she walked around, she found herself getting more aroused. Not only were nipples becoming harder but also so was her cock. It began to press against her panties, which only made it harder.

"Perhaps a demonstration might help?" Ingrid said casually. "Anna, here is the key. Undo Raymond's cage."

"Yes, Mistress."

Anna walked and knelt before Raymond. She undid the lock and slid off the cage. Raymond gave off a long deep moan of relief.

Ingrid walked over to Raymond and grabbed his cock. "You did an excellent job tonight, Raymond. Would you like a reward?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Would you like Anna to suck it?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Anna," Ingrid said turning to her, "Would you like to suck Raymond's cock?"

"Yes, Mistress," Anna said with a smile.

Ingrid suddenly reached down and pulled Anna to her feet by her hair. The move startled Kylie who was standing, staring at what was going on. "You didn't refill Miss Stevenson's water glass when it was empty. She had to ask you!" Ingrid's entire demeanor changed. Her voice was harsh. Her look was angry. "You know what that means, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress." There was a touch of panic in Anna's voice.

"Assume the position, bitch," Ingrid ordered forcing Anna over the edge of the table. Ingrid looked at Kylie. "Miss Stevenson, come over here," she ordered.

Kylie quickly moved behind Ingrid. From where she was standing, she could see Anna's firm ass pointed towards her. Still between her cheeks was the foxtail. Kylie licked her lips at the sight.

"Raymond, the paddle!" Ingrid demanded.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Anna the punishment is five. If you cry out it will be five more." Ingrid turned to Kylie. "You will count, Miss Stevenson," she ordered.

A loud smack filled the air and Anna's one cheek turned red.

"One!" Kylie said.

"Louder!" Ingrid commanded of Kylie

"Two" as another smack filled the air.

Kylie stood transfixed, staring at Anna's reddening cheeks. Her breathing became quicker and ragged. She wanted to look away but could not. Her cock throbbed so much inside her panties it hurt. She continued to count.

After the fifth hit, Ingrid dropped the paddle. She turned and looked at Kylie. Sweat had appeared on her forehead and some spittle had formed in the corner of her mouth. Her look had hardened. She stepped toward Kylie and pushed her against the wall. Ingrid grabbed Kylie's hands and pushed them up over her head. She pressed her lips against Kylie's mouth, forcing her tongue between her. Kylie offered no resistance and moaned. "That, Miss Stevenson, is just a mere sample of the benefits you may receive!" She forced one of Kylie's hands under her leather skirt. She pressed up against her pussy. It was wet, hot, and swollen. "Just another benefit!"

Unthinking Kylie inserted two fingers inside Ingrid and then slid them up towards her clit.

Ingrid smiled. "So you know what to do with a woman!" She took Kylie's hand and brought it to Kylie's mouth. "Suck them! Taste my juices!"

Kylie did as she told as Ingrid laughed at her.

"That was just a taste of the pleasure that you can have," Stepping back Ingrid said firmly, "Anna, see Miss Stevenson to the door." Letting go of Kylie's hands, she looked at her. "You have much to think about, Miss Stevenson. Good night."

Kylie sat behind the wheel of her car. Her whole body was shaking and she felt like she may be sick. She struggled to clear her mind. "What just happened in there?" she yelled out loud. She started the car and quickly drove out the driveway. She wanted to get as far away as possible.

She didn't remember much of the ride home. It was not until she saw the lights of the all night Dunkin's did she decide to pull over and get something to drink. She got a small hot chocolate but even now her hands still shook slightly. She sat in the car, slowly sipping it. She picked up her phone and texted Angie. "Half way home. Be there soon."

When she entered the house she founded Angie had waited up for her. "I told you not to wait up for me!" Her voice had an edge to it.

"Well, I did," Angie replied. "So how did go?"

"It went fine," Kylie said as she hustled by. "Going to take a quick shower then off to bed. It's been a long day."

Angie watched her go up the stairs. She shook her head. "Fine! I know what that means."