A Night Out To Remember

It was soon time to go to the nightclub and so we all gathered our things and for the first time I headed to the "little girl's room" with all the other women. Liz and Sue rushed over to me and whispered,

"We saw you talking with Garry and you were flirting with him!" I probably blushed but still denied everything. They giggled and said "of course you weren't" in a tone that said "yes you were." We got into the nightclub without any problems and Garry even paid for me. I found myself sitting in a quiet area of the club with Garry while everyone else went to dance. When he asked me to dance, I said yes without thinking, although, I may have thought it was a mistake if I had allowed myself to think too much at this point.

We danced for awhile and I found myself enjoying being treated like a girl but it still felt a little strange when I looked up and saw a guy instead of a girl as my dance partner. I could feel the dress move over my legs as I slowly danced to the music. I even started to admit to myself that it felt really good to feel so many things moving with me, my dress swished around my legs, the camisole was very tight but I could still feel the false boobs moving underneath it. I could feel the long hair of the wig swirling around my shoulders and the dangly earrings which Sue had insisted I wear, moved with the music.

I can't remember what music was playing but I do remember looking at his feet most of the time as I thought that was the proper thing to do for a girl and only very occasionally looking up at his body. Each time I caught myself looking at his strong legs or broad chest I would remind myself that he thought I was a girl and lower my gaze back to his feet. As we danced I found that I had to remind myself more often and even sometimes I caught myself looking at the bulge in his pants. What was I doing and what was I thinking looking at a man like that.

I couldn't believe I was standing there dressed as a girl dancing with a man and looking at his crotch.