It All Goes Wrong, Pt. 05

Even Bree listened to her, and didn't give her grief. Andy was relieved and even pleased by the way things went.

When Bree finally departed, Keira dragged Andie into the bathroom, stripped off the skirt and then the rest of her clothes, before taking her into the shower.

"You're a sweaty mess."

"Yes, I am."

"That'll teach you.

"But I must say you looked kind of sexy, walking around like that."

"You mean hobbling."

Keira laughed. "Yes."

Scrubbed clean, and horny, they stepped out of the stall and began drying each other off. A process they always enjoyed.

"Dinner was nice." Andie said, casually, as she was toweling at Keira's back.

"It was. Three girls chatting and enjoying dinner together."

"And Bree was friendly." Andie replied, apparently surprised.

Keira turned to face her. "Andie, Bree is actually a caring person. She just likes to be in charge.

"And she'd good at it."

"I've noticed." Andy said with a feeble smile.

Keira giggled. "Just stay on her good side," she said as she walked out into the bedroom.

Andie just grunted as she began dressing, pulling in her stockings, gaff and panties, bra with falsies, and corset - her regular outfit.

She was struggling with the lacings when Keira stepped back into the room.

"Oh, you're getting dressed?" she said as she stepped up to take over the tightening.

"Of course," Andie sighed. "Following the rules."

"Your rules."

"And yours." Andy added. And the thought struck her that she liked it that way.

Keira giggled again. "I do think it's best. I don't like sleeping with men. Even hairless and soft skinned ones.

"Now come on, let's screw!"

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In the morning, feeling energized, the two of them got up, got dressed and prepared to deal with the Friday crowd. Even though her customers weren't living on weekly paychecks, they still followed the habit of spending on weekends, starting on Friday.

They were sitting at the little kitchen table eating breakfast, when Andie stopped and stared.

"I think I love you."

Keira chuckled. "Really? We've only known each other for what, three weeks?"

"Yes."

"Andie, you're behaving like a puppy, adopted by some loving owner."

She paused to laugh some more. "That's me, by the way."

Andie smiled, and shook his head. "I know it's crazy, but all of this, and you too, have always been part of my dreams. To find a woman who would understand and support me in my fetish. Allow me to pretend to be a pretty woman."

She paused to take a deep breath. "And that's you. It was karma that I found you. That I happened to be in front of your store when I was attacked."

Keira laughed. "Just lucky."

She then got serious. "Andie, I have to admit, I like you a lot." She paused to shake her head. "I do love you; but don't you have to go back home. That's where your life and your job is. And we can't keep this up long-distance."

"I know. But I'm not sure I want to go back."

Keira stood up to take her dishes to the sink. She dumped them and then turned back. "Well, this has been a fun adventure for both of us. But I can't believe you're ready for the massive change you'd face if you stayed here."

Sadly, Andie stood up with her own dishes. "But look at me, Keira. I'm more woman than man, now. And going back to living as a guy is going to be really hard."

Keira couldn't help but chuckle. She could only imagine how Andy would deal with his new looks.

"Didn't Bree suggest you just go back as you are? As a girl? Be who you want to be. In this day and age, that's allowed, you know." Keira said, trying to be reasonable and encouraging.

"I could never..."

"You could."

"I don't want to." And she dumped her dishes and headed down to the store.

Keira just shook her head. She realized that she'd like Andie to stay. She actually really wanted that, but she couldn't ask her to stay. That was not something she could, or would, do...

Downstairs the topic was not revisited. They were just too busy all morning, and the pace continued through a quick lunch. The customers arrived in a steady but not overwhelming stream.

In the early afternoon Keira ran out and returned from a quick trip to the post office, and walked in with a huge smile on her face, waving an envelope.

"They came!"

Andie turned away from a customer, "What?" she asked, curious and hopeful.

"I do believe that they're your bankcards."

"Whoopie!"

They then had to explain to the confused woman what the party was about.

Keira took over the floor while Andie opened the envelope. It was such a huge relief for her, even though the name on the cards was still 'Andy'. She was certain that wouldn't be a problem.

"Now I can start paying you back." She said when she and Keira had a moment together.

"Don't worry about it. You have been earing your keep by working in the store. I'd say we're about even."

"I'm not sure I'll ever be able to pay you back, in labor or dollars for everything you've done for me."

Andie then gave her a happy hug and kiss, ignoring the looks from the two other women in the shop.

"But I still need my driver's license," she moaned a few minutes later, after they'd cared for a couple more customers.

"It'll come - you know how government bureaucracy is."

Andie moaned.

"And you do have your ID card." Keira added cheerfully.

Yes, she did. But thinking of it, made her remember her day in the damned hobble skirt. Not a pleasant adventure at all.

Later that afternoon, feeling terrible about it, Andy called his boss again, apologized again, and asked for another week off. He did have the accrued vacation time, and apparently things were under control at the office, so after a lot of bitching and moaning, reluctantly the guy agreed to one more extension, but he added, 'if you don't come back after this, I'll have to fire you.'

Andie couldn't blame him, for that.

The last couple hours, though, were a happy time for Andie, she felt like some progress had finally been made toward gaining back her independence. Not that she needed or even wanted it. She spent the rest of the afternoon distracted by internal debates.

They were just closing up the shop when Keira interrupted her musings.

"Jackie called earlier, and I invited them over for dinner."

"Tonight?"

"Yup. In an hour."

"But..."

"I know. Don't worry. It's just for socializing. I don't expect it to turn into anything kinky. They're old friends and good ones, and I haven't been able to spend any time with them lately."

Andie got the hint. "Because of me."

Keira chucked, "because I've been spending all of my time with you. Yes."

She leaned in and gave her a kiss. "And I've loved every minute of it."

That drew a smile and they kissed again, more passionately than before.

"So, what are you going to cook?"

"What are we going to cook? I was thinking Italian. You can be in charge of the pasta."

"I might be able to handle that." She said with a weak smile.

"I know from very personal experience that you're a fast learner. So, you'll be fine."

With the doors locked, they rushed upstairs to get started on preparing that night's meal.

It was a hectic exercise, but they actually enjoyed themselves. Giggling, as they brushed and bumped, while trying to get their assigned work done in the crowded kitchen.

And the busy activity kept Andie's mind off of the upcoming get-together.

The end of their cooking was just in sight when Jackie called from the parking lot and Keira ran down to meet them and bring them up. Inside the apartment, she introduced the two girls to Andie, again, assuming they and Andie needed it after their short meeting in the club the other night.

"Of course, we remember." Jill replied happily, as Jackie nodded.

They both gave Andie hugs and light kisses as they met up in the living space.

As the two of them were attractive, lovers, and all girl, Andie couldn't help but find them fascinating.

From the minute they'd come in the door, she realized that the two of them were actually very different. She hadn't really noticed it in the club the other night. Too much noise and commotion, she supposed. It was one of those opposites attract situations. Jackie was kind of quiet, reserved, while Jill was high-energy, outgoing and bubbly.

Whereas Jackie smiled pleasantly, Jill always seemed to be laughing happily. They were both fun to be around.

The evening progressed as expected. The four of them chatted happily as Jackie and Jill pitched in to finish the preparations and get everything moved to the dining table. There, they all settled in to eat, drink and be merry.

Before long, Andie felt comfortable enough to participate as an equal in all of the discussions, even though she wasn't really familiar with many of the topics or people involved. Jackie and Jill were kind enough to explain when necessary, and Keira was proud of the way Andie fit right in.

They finished the first bottle of wine and opened a second, without concern for the quantities consumed.

When the food was gone, they again worked together, with a lot more comfortable affection, to bus the table. Jill was the star of that show, as she literally danced around the others, giggling, occasionally stealing a kiss, a touch, or a grope.

"She gets this way after a couple of glasses." Jackie said, pretending revulsion.

"Oh, no she doesn't, she's nutty all of the time." Keira said, laughing.

"I'm just a happy lover." The girl said as she giggled some more.

Andie couldn't help but join in the laughter. The high-energy girl was delightful.

Finished, they took their glasses and moved into the living room. Keira turned on some music, and took her favorite chair while Jackie settled onto one end of the couch and Andie took the other, leaving room in between for silly Jill.

Instead of following, she had ducked into the bathroom.

Jakie and Keira were still catching up, talking about some other friends, when Jill came out, naked and laughing, delightedly.

As soon as Andie saw her, she lost all interest in anything else. The girl had the most perfect body she'd ever seen, anywhere. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were firm and beautiful. Her waist was tiny, without the aid of a corset, and her hips weren't wide, but they weren't boyishly straight either. Her legs were longer than Andie had thought, and the pixie's skin was flawless. That's how she seemed, like a magical and sexy pixie.

She was absolutely stunning as she danced into the room.

And when she arrived in their midst Andie noticed that she didn't have pubic hair over her mound, instead she had a tattoo, in tight three-inch script that said 'PARTY'.

Andie thought it appropriate, although she wasn't sure she liked the way the ink marred the otherwise perfect body.

"Okay," she proclaimed, "let's get this party started!"

For a moment Andie tore her eyes off of the girl to glance first at Jackie, who was shaking her head sadly, but smiling affectionately at her lover, and then at Keira. She was giggling and when she caught Andie's eye, she winked, knowingly.

"You expected this." Andie said accusingly, but she found herself excited as she returned her eyes to crazy, happy, Jill.

Damn! She was a wonderfully beautiful sight.

Andie got nervous though when Jill stopped right in front of her, swaying to the music. While Andie's heart thudded, Jill held out her hands, invitingly. "Come dance with me. I want to get to know you a lot better. There's something about you that fascinates me."

Jackie laughed, for the first time that night. "What? Her big breasts, pointy nipples or her sexy corset?"

For just a moment, Andie's brain actually worked, and she wondered how Jackie knew about her corset. It is kind of obvious, she concluded, before her mind returned to the stunning view and the frightening invitation.

Jill was still swaying in front of her.

"I can't dance worth a damn." she finally replied, while shaking her head. It was a line she'd used a couple of times during their night at the club.

There, it had worked, but this time it didn't. Lovely Jill refused to accept it, and she reached down, grabbed both of Andie's hands and tried to pull her to her feet.

And when Andie didn't budge, undeterred, Jill leaned in, dangling her breasts in front of her, and kissed her. "Come on, get up and dance with me." she mumbled, their lips still touching.

Andie's cock was killing her, but she still refused to budge. She just couldn't deal with the implications. If she danced with the naked nymph, where would it lead? To sex? Not a terrible thing, if Keira would allow it, but what would Jill say when she found a cock in between her legs.

Oh, God! It was enough to give a girl a stroke.

Finally, Jill stood up and turned to Keira. "What's wrong with her? Does she need your permission? Like you did when you were with Bree?"

"No, it's not that." Keira giggled. "She can do anything she wants. She knows I love her."

Andie cursed to herself. Keira was obviously giving her blessing, but it would have been much easier if she hadn't.

That was all Jill needed, though. Now unstoppable, she straddled Andie's legs and then climbed on top of her to sit on her knees, her legs spread so that she could kneel on the couch. Like that her tits were directly in front of Andie's face.

Losing control, she leaned forward and gave the nearest nipple a kiss.

Jill laughed, and then grabbed Andie's head with a hand on either side of her face, tilted it up and gave her a passionate kiss, sticking her tongue in deeply.

Andie's tongue met hers and she kissed her back, loving it.

"Um, Jill, please hold on for a minute." Keira said breaking into their play.

"Wha?" Jill mumbled.

"Please listen for just a second."

Jill sighed, pulled out her tongue, and broke off the kiss. But as she sat back, she stuck it back out to give Andie a lick on the tip of her nose, adding a giggle.

Andie took a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control. It was made more difficult when Jill turned half way to look over her shoulder at Keira, sticking her breast back into Andie's face as she did.

Andie unable to think rationally, again sucked the nipple into her mouth, making Jill squirm a little and giggle delightedly.

Out of the corner of her eye, Andie caught a glimpse of Jackie, lounging comfortably just a couple feet away, watching as her lover attacked. She didn't seem concerned at all.

"Jill dear, before you rape that girl, you should know that she's really a boy." Keira said, smiling angelically.

"What?" both Jill and Jacky cried out. Surprised and confused.

Andie near to panic, terrified of the anticipated reaction, still maintained her hold on the nipple in her mouth.

"You're kidding." Jackie blurted out.

Jill herself didn't move, and Andie was happy with that.

"Really?" Jill finally muttered.

"Really. She has a cock and everything." Keira answered, proudly.

Jill, astounded, turned back to look at Andie, removing her nipple from Andie's mouth. But she didn't climb off, nor did she scream disgustedly and jump away.

Andie looked up at her and sheepishly shrugged, then nodded to conform the fact.

"I wouldn't have guessed." Jill whispered.

Keira continued. "It took me a while to get used to, I didn't suspect when we first met. But I do love her, and it's kind of nice to have a real cock to play with."

Andie was still waiting nervously for yelling and screaming. Or perhaps retching and punching, but nothing happened. No negative reaction from Jill or Jackie. She though was distressed buy the revelation. Now even more women knew her secret, and even if they didn't hate the idea, they could easily ruin her life, by simply spreading the word. Social media could generate a riot!

"Is she good with it?" Jill asked cautiously.

"Oh, yes." Jackie murmured as she nodded.

"She's certainly a big change from Bree." Jakie said, still astonished by the revelation.

Keira laughed, "I know, right?"

"Absolutely. So, she's trans?"

"Well, not fully. She's a cross-dresser, who loves women. Both living as one and loving one."

Jill still staring down at Andie, just inches away, finally joined in. "That sounds interesting. And fun, too."

Then she giggled, and again twisted to look at Keira. Once again, the nipple poked toward Andie's face, and despite the situation she pushed her lips onto it once again.

"Can I see?" she asked, quietly, tentatively.

Keira smiled, "You might also get to touch and feel, but it's up to her."

"Him?" Jackie said, sounding a little catty.

"No, her. She's been a sexy girl since I met her two weeks ago. And I very much like her that way."

Jill laughed, as she turned back to face her, again pulling her nipple out of her mouth. She again grabbed Andie's head with both of her hands, tilting it up to look into her eyes.

"You do make a pretty and sexy woman, but can I see your dick?"

Andie stared back. Dumbfounded. This wasn't going anything like she'd expected, or dreamed of.

"Can I?" Jill repeated.

"Um, if you're really interested." Unbelievable. Then what? Andie asked herself.

Jill laughed. "I am."

"She's also awfully good with her mouth. In case you care." Keira said, laughing herself. She was feeling very relieved. She hadn't known what to expect from either Jaill or Jackie. Apparently, they weren't all that bothered by the big revelation, or the thought of a big cock in their midst. She really hadn't known - they had always seemed like confirmed lesbians.

Jill laughed, and slid off Andie's lap and onto the floor in front of her.

Andie immediately missed the view. But with Jill out of the way, she now had a clearer view of Keira in the chair across from them. She was smiling happily. Andie thought she looked both proud and encouraging.

Andie looked down as sweet Jill knelt back and reached out to spread her knees, gently but firmly.

Once they were opened wide enough, Jill crawled forward in between. Then she grabbed the hem of Andie's short skirt and pulled it up to reveal her panties.

"Pretty panties, but they'll have to come off," she said, slightly frustrated.

"What did you expect? She's no slut." Keira said from across the room. Andie looked over to see her watching, entertained and enjoying herself. Smiling and giggling.

Andie blushed, and frowned at her, making her laugh outright. Maybe I am a slut, she thought. Keira is certainly appreciating the humiliating show.

She was surprised to see Jackie get up and move over to sit down on the floor, at Keira's feet, presumably to get a better view. And even that got more interesting when Keira reached down and began running her fingers sensually through the woman's thick hair.

Under normal conditions Andie would enjoy that view. Two pretty women posing affectionately, but with a naked girl down between her legs, she had no time for sightseeing.

While Andie had been distracted, Jill had backed away. "Okay be a good girl and lift up so I can peel you," she said.

Andie sighed, and pushed down with her arms to lift her ass off the cushions.

As soon as she did, Jill reached in under her skirt, grabbed her panties and slipped them all the way off, down her legs, over her stockings, and with a little difficulty over her high heels.

She tossed them aside, with another giggle, before again spreading Andie's legs to crawl aback between them.

Keira laughed, "wait, there's more."

Andie moaned and flopped her head back onto the couch's back cushion. She closed her eyes, even more humiliated.

"Huh?"

"Her cock is held back between her legs, by a 'gaff' to give her a nice flat front. Can't have an unsightly bulge, especially when she's turned on. And she's turned on, a lot."