I'd been fantasizing about my day off for weeks, planning what I would wear and what naughty things I would get up to, home alone for the whole day. I hadn't jerked off in days as I wanted everything to feel that much more sensitive when I finally did touch myself.
I woke up early and jumped straight into the shower, shaving my legs and arms, then rinsing myself off with soapy shower gel until I could feel the smoothness of my skin all over. After wrapping the towel around my chest and waist, I ran into the bedroom and began pulling out all the clothes I'd been desperately waiting to wear.
The first item I pulled out was a sexy black floral lace crisscross Basque with garter straps. I slowly pulled the lingerie up my legs and over my tight ass, feeling the lace pull and stretch against my smooth shaven skin as it tightly gripped my body. I then stuffed two breast forms into the bra section, adjusting them to achieve the perfect cleavage shape on my chest.
Walking over to the bedside vanity mirror, I donned my favorite long brown curly side parted wig, which slightly covers half of my face, giving me a seductive but slutty look. After applying some eyeliner, mascara and lipgloss, I added a little blusher to soften my complexion.
Satisfied that I looked genuinely feminine, I reached for some sheer lace top black stockings and began slowly rolling them up and over my smooth legs, reveling in the feeling as they clung to my skin. I couldn't help but stop to rub my hands over my stockings, feeling a tiny trickle of cum drip out my clitty.
I'd recently bought a cute pair of pump platform heels that I couldn't wait to try on. I trembled as I slipped them on one by one, admiring how sexy I looked as I stood up noticing how my posture appeared so much more feminine. Again, my clitty began to leak a little more in anticipation.
The next item I just couldn't wait to try on was a short, tight strappy satin red party dress that shimmered in the light. I carefully stepped into the dress and pulled it over my ass and over my fake tits, shaking with delight as it clung to my body. I looked back in the mirror and barely realized myself.
Stood before me, was a seductive horny slut. I realized I wasn't wearing any panties so I quickly found a tiny black g-string thong which I slid up over my stockings, tucking my soft clitty into, before pulling the dress back down to conceal it. I waltzed out of the bedroom and into the living room, enjoying my new found femininity.
It was at this very moment that I heard a knock at the door! Who the fuck was it? I thought to myself. I wasn't expecting any visitors. I quietly crept down the hallway, hearing my heels clicking on the floor, trying my best not to make too much noise. I put my eye to the peephole in the door to see who it was impatiently knocking at my door.
Shit. I thought. It was my landlord! Of course, he would pick this day of all days to do a random inspection of the property. My heart was pounding and I couldn't think straight. What was I going to do? He continued to knock on the door. I could just not answer it, I thought.
"Hello! Are you home?" he shouted through the door. "I need to check the gas, it's an emergency! If you're in there, can you let me know, I need to come in."
I panicked and stupidly tried to run back to the bedroom to change, somehow managing to trip and fall.
"Ok, I'm coming in," he called out.
I froze on the floor as the door swung open, revealing my slutty outfit, the tops of my stockings and suspenders exposed under my dress. He looked down, stunned at first, not recognizing who I was.
"Are you ok, honey?" he asked. "Let me help you up."
Reaching out for my hand, I clung onto him as he pulled me up onto my feet and into his arms. As I steadied myself in my heels, he brushed the hair out of my face, instantly realizing who it was stood before him, dressed like a girl.
"Oh damn!" he exclaimed. "Wow, I never would have guessed, not in a million years! You look..." He paused. "You look fine, girl!"
I blushed and didn't respond.
"No seriously! You look sexy as fuck!"
"Thanks," I replied softly.
"So, I need to check the gas pipes, do you mind?" he asked.
"Umm, of course not, please go ahead." I whimpered back. He made his way down the hall, looking back a few times, his mouth a gaze, quite clearly checking me out.
"Do you want a drink?" I asked.
"Yes please, baby," he said.
His words made me feel cute and sexy as I strutted my way over to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of wine and filling two glasses. As I finished pouring the second glass, he came back quite happy with himself.
"All good now."
I passed him a glass which he downed quickly. I finished my drink and poured another. He kept looking at legs and ass, his eyes wild with excitement.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I can't stop looking at you. You're just so fucking hot!"
I noticed a bulge growing in his pants which made me blush and I could see I was turning him on. I couldn't tell if it was the wine or the fact that I hadn't cum in days, but I started to feel really horny.
He gulped down his glass of wine and gestured for another. As I leaned over to pour him another glass of wine he grabbed my ass and squeezed it tightly. I couldn't believe what was happening and just giggled as he smiled at me and winked.
"I'm sorry but you are just too fucking cute and you're making my cock hard as fuck! Please let me pleasure you, I'd do anything to please you." There was a sincerity in his voice that made me feel relaxed.
"Ok," I replied softly.
His eyes lit up and he span me around, gently pushing me against the kitchen top and lifting my tight dress up over my ass. I bent over as he slid my thong to the side exposing my pink virgin hole. He crouched down between my legs and began to slowly lick my boy pussy, frantically lashing his tongue up and down with passionate strokes.
"Oh yes!" I moaned, slowly losing control of my inhibitions. "Lick my pussy, daddy."