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Date: Mon, 04 Jun 2001 23:22:10 -0400

From: Joyce Devries <joyce_devries@hotmail.com>

Subject: South Pacific

SOUTH PACIFIC

A lovely evening with an English gentleman to Stage West.

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com

ICQ: 26082876

Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but

certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my

diary entry of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life adventure

I will never forget, A gentleman from England treated me to a wonderful

evening. I am 5'2", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite

well as a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman,

but this a wonderful and lovely adventure.

Prior to Saturday, May 2nd, 1998

Imagine this; a day with a handsome dapper man from the U.K., with

all the charm of James Bond, a look and accent that would make any

woman take notice. Then imagine being with that man, dressing for him

to please his visual senses, for a quiet casual afternoon drink, then a

fantastic night when you can get all dressed up for a formal dinner

theatre engagement. Followed by a chance to slip into a silky and

romantic Bridesmaids Dress, matching satin heels and play "Bridesmaid

and date after the Wedding", sipping on a glass of wine in a hotel

lobby. Finally, last but not least, him taking you back to his room and

allowing you to thank him as only a woman could for a wonderful

evening.

Believe it or not, this adventure came true to me in real life and

it will go down as one of the most memorable in my life, for the

purpose of this story, we will call my wonderfully handsome date, Bill.

It all started with an email from Bill in late March, 1998:

Dear Joyce:

I regularly visit on business, many lonely nights spent at a hotel near

the airport. Looking for a convincing, sophisticated and tarty TV date.

I'm 38, attractive, good company and would treat you as a real lady in

any way you want. Interested tell me more!!

That started a flurry of email and once I got a few from Bill, I

knew that he was just the type of date I like, one that wants to date a

sophisticated woman. One that knows how to dress handsomely, and one

that can respect all of my feminine desires and of them is to remain as

feminine as possibly no matter what happened.

Then before I knew it, the date was to be set, May 1st or May 2nd

would be best for Bill, he was arriving in town from the U.K. on the

Wednesday prior and would be available for either evening or both.

However, my schedule would only allow for one evening to be available,

but I after I proposed that we got together in the afternoon to get to

know one another previous to the formal date, the Saturday became the

obvious day of choice, as Bill had business meetings Friday afternoon.

Then how we would meet became an issue and Bill suggested that he

would "hire a car" to meet me and pick me up for the dinner theatre and

whatever, but with cultural differences figured out. Bill meant "rent a

car", and I was not going to have a person used to driving on the other

side of the road attempting to come and pick me up on the roads in my

area. So I made another suggestion, and that was he got me a room in

the hotel he was staying in and we could take a cab to the dinner

theatre, and he liked the idea and that plan was set.

So the meeting and such arrangements were set, now the hard part

any woman faces on a date, and "blind" date as this one was going to

be, "what to wear!", and for me I had to pick two different outfits,

one for the afternoon and one for the evening. So I concentrated on

them one at a time, first was the evening, as I really wanted to look

special for Bill.

Bill had mentioned he likes his women to dress "ultra feminine",

and when I asked him about this he mentioned flowing gowns of satin and

lace and such, and I sent him pictures of me in formal attire to decide

on what he wanted to see me in. He wrote back:

Silky 1st, Floral 2nd, Velvet 3rd, but all wonderful.

So I started to sort through my Silky Bridesmaid Dresses and found

one that would be perfect for a Saturday evening formal dinner theatre

and picked it out of my wardrobe. It was cocktail length, blue satin

and with 4" black patent heels would be perfect, not too

"Bridesmaidish", but classy and elegant. I then started to second guess

myself and grabbed a "little black dress", one that I had purchased

Christmas shopping in November of last year, perfect for a formal

evening. This dress was mid thigh, and combined with sheer black hose

and 4" black patent heels would look killer. Also, I grabbed an Aqua

green off the shoulder, tea length dress that a girlfriend of mine

made, perfect for a formal occasion and hung them up together for a

final decision.

Finally, after thinking that this was going to be a Saturday evening

and elegance usually is what you go for, I pulled out a two piece deep

red print, off the shoulder ensemble. I got this off a girl that wore

it as a Bridesmaid Dress, it had a cocktail length skirt with a thigh

high slit, and off the shoulder top. The buttons down the front were

rhinestone and quite elegant, I planned for a rhinestone necklace,

matching bracelet and earrings and finally a rhinestone anklet to

finish the look off. I reserved judgement until Sharon looked over the

outfits and helped pick out which was most appropriate for a Saturday

evening at the theatre.

Sharon scanned the outfits, and her decision was decisive, "the red

print, with the rhinestone earrings and the matching rhinestone

necklace, you will knock them dead!, have fun girl, I want a full

report!". So with that, the final decision was made, it would be the

red print dress, but I still wanted to wear the silky and satiny

Bridesmaid Dress for Bill as he loved that style of dress.

I then made another suggestion to Bill, and offered that I would

possibly slip into a satiny Bridesmaid Dress when we returned at the

end off the evening. Bill said he would like that very much and decided

that I would plan for that, as it would be the best of both worlds for

Bill, a classy sophisticated lady for the dinner theatre and one in

flowing satin for more quiet times. He thought that was a good idea, so

with that set, Bill, picked the Bridesmaid Dress he wanted to see me

in, it was a lovely satin Alfred Angelo number, with a lovely deep V

back, cocktail length in hunter green.

So with the evening attire planned, I started planning for the

afternoon meeting and was struggling with what to wear, but with a

sudden rise in the air temperature, it was more like summer. So my

wardrobe ideas started to change for the afternoon, from more fall and

winter clothes to the spring and summer part of my wardrobe. I decided

that the first time he was going to see me was a more sexy and short

skirt or dress and high heels.

At first when I planned, I decided to go with a red cashmere

sweater, mock necked and a little black leather mini, sheer black hose

and my 3" black kid heels. As the time got closer to May 2nd, the

temperature started to rise to early summertime levels, in the low to

mid 70's and the sweater idea was not going to be practical even though

we were going to be meeting indoors. So back to the closet I went and

grabbed one of Sharon's little short flowered sundresses, real cute and

thigh high, combined with the 3" black kid heels, would also look

really good. Then I started thinking that I was meeting Bill near the

airport, and if that was the case, there are always a number of

convention goers there, and I also told Bill I would be most likely

dressed "business". With those factors in mind I pulled out my "90210"

skirt and matching jacket, a skirt just many inches above my knees and

a short sleeved jacket that with a camisole underneath, perfect for

"very sexy business wear". With the three outfits chosen, I decided

that I would pack all three and allow my mood/temperature/ambiance to

decide on what I would wear.

The Bridesmaid dress that Bill picked out was one that I had the

exact same dress, Alfred Angelo, one in hunter green and the other

Royal Blue, both with matching 3" heels. I was leaning towards the

Royal Blue as the date approached as it had a little more room in the

waist area and decided that I go with that instead of the Hunter Green,

and I was sure Bill would not mind!.

With all of that decided, the rest was easy right?, wrong... Packing

all of my makeup, jewelry, shoes (satin Bridesmaid heels, 4 " Black

Patent Heels, my 3" black kid heels. Last but not least a pair of 2

inch heels (for when I was getting ready), outfits, dresses, and such

was really a chore, mind you a very enjoyable one. So as the days got

closer, Bill and I kept on exchanging mail, and the anticipation of

meeting this very classy and possibly handsome man started to grow. I

got all of my makeup, purses, and dresses, skirts, lingerie and such

packed, I all of a sudden realized I had forgot some other essentials

that would fill my luggage to capacity.

Firstly I had planned on a lovely faux fur coat to compliment the

elegance of the outfit. However the temperature rising took that out of

the picture, so I had to plan that the weather might be a just a little

cool at dinner and packed my spring coat just in case. I had to plan

that I was going to ruin a pair of my sheerest hose, the style I was

going to be wearing both for the afternoon and evening, and packed a

few more pairs just in case.

Bill and I discussed that possibly if everything was perfect for the

evening we might end up sipping champagne with me in romantic lingerie

and who knows what, so that got packed a romantic and flowing peignoir

as well. Finally when I thought all the essentials were packed, I

forgot one thing, and that was a pair of satin gloves for putting on my

ultra sheer hose, as I packed them I thought, "mmmmm, maybe these will

come in handy?", and stuffed them into one of my bags. Last and finally

but not least, a lighted makeup mirror in case the lighting in the

bathroom at the hotel was not right.

With a travel bag and clothes bag stuffed to capacity I was ready

and just had to wait for the day to arrive to hear from my special

date. He called me the Wednesday before the date, his voice was very

nice and we had a wonderful conversation. I could tell he was looking

as forward to this day as much as I was, and he ensured me everything

was taken care of, and I thanked him for that.

The Friday before the big day arrived and a little surprised arrived

in the mail from a place I purchased it from via the Internet. It was a

lovely clear elaborate rhinestone necklace, very elegant, more than the

one I was planning on wearing, so I packed it. Along with the red and

decided to make a last minute decision on which I was going to wear,

most likely when I was all dressed and doing a final check in the

mirror.

The Big Day, Saturday, May 2nd, 1998

Finally the Saturday morning arrived and I was all excited as I got

up and packed the car for the trip to the Hotel, it was a last minute

thought but I thought it wise. You see, the buttons on the top of the

formal evening outfit have a habit of coming off and decided to pack my

portable sewing kit at the last possible minute.

Then the worst thing could happen, just as I was about to leave, the

phone rang, it was work, there was emergency and I was needed.

Terrified to say the least was what went through my body, but luckily I

got things calmed down remotely and was only about 45 minutes behind

schedule. Bill and I planned to meet at 3:00 pm, and I knew it was

going to be a little late with the circumstances. So I finished loading

things in the car and I was off.

Entering the hotel was a very special feeling, as the hotel was VERY

classy, and elegant, I do travel but never stay in hotels as nice as

the one I was, I knew things would be very special for this day. I

checked in and noticed something right away and that was I saw a number

of women in business attire, ie., thigh length skirts, matching jackets

and heels, and before I even checked in I knew what I was going to wear

when I met Bill, I was not going to be outdone!. I also noticed a

lounge area, the one Bill had told me about in our emails and now that

I knew exactly where I was going when I got changed and came to meet

him. So being all checked in, and a couple of trips ahead of me, I

headed for my room, one floor down from Bill, as we had planned, after

all I wanted him to come "calling on me" for the evening date.

I entered the room for the first time and could not believe how

classy and elegant the room was, as I said, I have traveled quite and

this was nothing like I had ever stayed in, it was so "regal". The way

the bathroom lighting was laid out, the couch in the room, the desk,

antique and very classy, the day got even more special. Finally after

getting all my bags in the room, I gave Bill a call to let him know I

was at the hotel and getting ready for meeting him in the lounge. He

sounded as excited as I was. He asked if there was any problem checking

in and I told him that there was none, he was pleased and anxious me

meet me. I also told him that it would be more appropriate to get

together at 3:30pm. 30 minutes later and Bill and I agreed and he said,

"no problem". So with the initial contact made, I started to organize

the room for the day and evening ahead.

The first order of business was the garment bag that had the

dresses, skirts and such for the evening, I quickly took out my clothes

for the day and hung them up in the main closet to prevent them from

getting wrinkled. With all of those unpacked I decided to head for the

travel bag.

I unpacked all of my clothes and made use of the drawers provided,

packing lingerie in one, other clothes in another, etc, soon they were

all full and my travel bag empty. Then I moved to organize my jewelry

for the evening as I did not want it to get mixed up, so out of the bag

I packed all of the jewelry in came the day and evenings jewelry, I

placed it on a little table in front of a mirror. I assumed this table

was for that purpose as it worked out perfectly for me putting on my

jewelry. The first "pile" was my jewelry for the afternoon, my rings,

long dangly gold earrings and that was about it. The second pile was

for the evening affair, with the new elaborate rhinestone necklace, red

rhinestone necklace, red rhinestone bracelet, matching red rhinestone

earrings, and finally my clear rhinestone anklet. The last pile was for

the Bridesmaid dress I was going to wear for Bill, and that was a pair

of heart shaped crystal earring and a pearl necklace with a tiny broach

in the middle, and with that, the jewelry plans were set.

The final activities in unpacking was to set up my makeup mirror in

the bathroom to get ready and to sit down at the lovely desk and

intricately glue a rhinestone back into place in a button onto the top

of my dress for the evening. One popped off when I packed it away for

the trip and wanted the look to be perfect for Bill.

So with that done, I got into the shower and started getting ready

for Bill to meet him in the lounge of the hotel. After the shower I

slipped on my pink makeup coat and started getting into my lingerie,

not only for the afternoon, but for the evening as well. I decided that

I would wear a silky and lacy pair of hunter green panties and slipped

them on, and continued with a waist cincher, very pretty all lace

conventional bra, camisole and ultra sheer nude hose. The satin gloves

I packed came in handy as I used them when putting on the pantyhose as

I tried not to put a run in them. Once done with the lingerie, I

slipped on the low black pair of heels I packed as not to put a run in

my hose as went about getting the rest of myself ready, then started on

my makeup.

After applying foundation, I stared at my face, decided on what

"look" to go for, "business", "light casual", or "heavy casual". I

decided "light casual" would work best as I wanted Bill to be

pleasantly surprised with me "all done up" when he picked me up for the

dinner theatre. So with that in mind, a light coat of eyeliner, light

brush of purple on my lower lids, and light on my upper lids. Finally

my blush was applied light and my lipstick was my more "business" or

lighter red/pink shade. When I was done I knew he would be pleased when

he first saw me. I decided not to do my nails for the afternoon meeting

and plan to do them for the dinner date.

With the makeup done, it was time to get into my skirt and blouse

and begin the final preparations. I wanted to wear perfume for Bill,

but the type I was going to wear for the dinner theatre, "Obsession",

did not really fit with my mood or clothing I as wearing. I decided

instead to spray a little of my Halstons perfume on my jacket and allow

that to entertain his senses when we met, Halstons is my "office

perfume". The last thing I did was comb out my hair to make it perfect

for when I met Bill, and thanks to a girlfriend who taught me, I did

quite well.

I noticed the time, 3:36pm, I was slightly late, but Bill told me he

would have a glass of wine waiting for me in the lounge. I slipped out

of my low heels and then into my "business" 3" black heels to complete

the professional business look. I then gathered things together, my

purse, hotel key, etc., and once all set I took a final look at myself

in the full length mirror on the outside of the bathroom door. I knew I

looked as good as I was going to get, with one final check of my

lipstick, and a tug at my camisole. I made sure maximum white lace of

my camisole was showing, made sure my skirt was sitting right and slung

my purse over my shoulder and headed out the door to the elevator and

the lobby.

I walked with confidence as I knew I looked just as good as any of

the other women I had seen as I was checking in, and was hoping I would

run onto them as I got into the elevator heading to the first floor. I

saw no other women as I exited the elevator and headed for the lounge I

had spotted earlier when I checked in.

I looked around as I came up a set of stairs, my heels clicking on

the marble floor. I did not see anyone except a number of empty tables,

then after rounding a bar area, I spotted the wine glass sitting there

and my date for the evening smiling and waving at me.

To say I was pleased was an understatement, Bill was dressed in a

casual suit, tie and all, and we matched perfectly, a businessman and a

businesswoman. More importantly, he was handsome and dapper, just like

he had described, I just hoped that he was just as pleased with my

appearance.

He greeted me with a hand towards me, and as I took it, the first

magical kiss happened, it was light and more of a "pleased to meet you

Miss Blake" kiss, I was in heaven. I sat down on a couch and was

sitting just kind of "kitty corner" to him, and had a tough time making

sure my short skirt was not exposing my vaginal area to him, I wanted

to retain some dignity, but I found it hard.

Bill and I sipped on wine and talked about many things, and it was

a very enjoyable time, Bill liked the way I looked and I explained that

I really like dressing that way for him. We talked about many things,

among them was how elaborate or "opulent" I found the hotel, and Bill

explained his experience with the hotel and agreed it was quite lovely.

At one point as we were talking Bill mentioned he hoped that I would

walk up a set of stairs one the other side of the bar were I entered.

There was a parrot there in a cage that whistled out, "pretty lady",

and was hoping he would hear the bird say it to me, I smiled at him and

told him, "maybe soon".

The conversation carried on and I was falling for Bill in a big

way, he was charming, well dressed and could talk a woman into anything

with his accent and demeanor. We talked about everything as time went

by, and finally the glass of wine I started persuaded me to visit the

ladies room, and this visit was none like I have had before. I asked

Bill were the ladies room was and he explained "down over there, around

the corner, etc.", and it was a long way, but as I was to find out,

well worth the trip. I grabbed my purse, and stood up, straightening my

skirt and headed past the parrot waiting for "pretty lady", but did not

hear anything. I knew Bill was staring at my legs in the short skirt

and gave him a look back and he smiled.

Once off of the carpet of the lobby, I started down a marble

hallway, my heels echoing in that "oh so feminine delightful manner",

eventually ending up at the entrance to the ladies room. I opened the

door and was "wowed" at what I saw, a large lighted makeup mirror, 5

stalls, and a vanity. The vanity offered vanity style lighting and an

antique bench to sit down and do your makeup, also a large floor length

mirror as well the whole floor was marble. I was alone, but the

experience was still special. As I entered a stall, I found a place to

hang my purse and they were very clean. As I did my business I noted

that the walls the stall in the ladies room were particularly clean,

unlike other ones I had been in with graffiti all over the place, these

were very well kept. After I finished my business, I gathered myself

together and headed for the well lighted makeup mirror and fixed up my

lipstick and hair, then finally adjusting myself in front of the large

floor length mirror, making sure my camisole was showing enough and my

skirt hanging just right.

I made my way back to Bill, going up the stairs that passed the

parrot, waiting for it to sing out "pretty lady" as I walked by, but it

did not. "Oh well", I thought and headed towards a smiling Bill, I sat

down and we resumed our pleasant conversation, and I caught Bill a few

times trying to peak a look up my little short skirt. He ordered us

another glass of wine and we kept on talking, until I checked the time

and realized that I would need to have some time to get ready for the

evening and asked if he would escort me back to my room, and he gladly

agreed.

Bill escorted me to my room and kissed me lightly as he said

goodbye and said he was anxious to see what I would look like for the

evening and I told him, "you won't be disappointed", he responded, "I

am sure I will not". We planned for Bill to come calling on me at

5:15pm to leave for the dinner theatre. Once back in my room, I changed

out of my skirt, blazer and camisole and left my silky hose and panties

on for the evening, I slipped into my pink satin makeup coat and

started to get things ready for the evening. I also slipped out of my

3" business heels and back into the lower 2" heels to protect my hose.

First order of business wash to wash off the light makeup I had on

and to get ready for a look for the evenings events, which needed to be

much more formal and dramatic. I looked at the clock, and Bill was to

pick me up at 5:15pm for the trip to the theatre and that would give us

enough time to arrive for dinner.

I took out my skirt and top for the evening, along with my heels

and laid them out on the bed, and then headed to the bathroom for my

makeup application.

I always take my time when getting ready to go out for a formal

occasion, but this time was longer than I had ever taken, as I wanted

to try a new look with my eyes. Firstly was my eyeliner, much darker

than the afternoon, basically on the line of heavy and "streetwalker",

but on the lighter side, I was pleased with the look, dark alluring and

seductive. Then the eyeshadow, dark green on the lower lids and a dark

brown on the upper, definitely a new "look" for me!. Then finally a

healthy coat of mascara and my eyes were done, dramatic and perfect, I

was really pleased, and was hoping Bill would be as well. Then to my

cheeks, my darker blush, and after turning the light on my makeup

mirror to "evening", I relied on it to make my cheeks perfect for

evening wear, they looked perfect, a little dark in bright light, but

perfect in low. I decided to save my lipstick application to just

before Bill picked me up so it would be perfect for him when he saw me

for the first time.

With my makeup done, I seated myself at the lovely table in the

room and applied a coat of nail polish that was going to be matching my

lipstick, I carefully applied a nice and healthy coat. Once done I

checked the time and saw that it was approaching 5:10 pm and decided to

get into my outfit for the evening.

The final touch before I put on my outfit for the evening was a

healthy application of Obsession perfume, behind my ears, my neck, my

ankles, and I was all set, then I decided to prepare something special

"just in case" things went well for the evening.

I packed a long flowing white peignoir, and some satin long

sleeves gloves in a carrying sack and left it on the vanity next to the

Bridesmaids jewelry "just in case", once that was complete, I moved to

the special outfit for the evening.

After slipping into the skirt and top, I took about 5 minutes

adjusting the straps of the dress and the straps of my conventional

bra, as the style was off the shoulder and with the right tug here and

there I could get away without wearing an uncomfortable strapless bra.

After tugging here and tugging there, I managed to make the look work,

and I made sure the look was right in the large mirror on the back of

the bathroom door.

I then moved to the vanity that I laid out the jewelry on and put

on my red rhinestone earrings, my new clear rhinestone necklace, and

finally my red rhinestone bracelet and stood back to take a look. The

jewelry totally set off the look perfectly, I was really happy with the

combination of the jewelry, makeup, and dress, and I knew Bill would as

well. I put my rhinestone anklet aside as I was going to need Bill to

put it on carefully, as I knew that if I did, I would probably put a

run in my ultra sheer hose.

Only 5 minutes before Bill would be coming to get me at my room, I

planned to pack my clutch purse for the evening, and the worst thing

happened, a button popped off my top as I leaned over top pick up my 4"

black patent heels. I had packed a sewing kit, just in case this would

happen and was glad that I did!. I called Bill and told him that I lost

a button and would need time to sew it back on and I would call him

when I was ready, and would only be a few minutes. I grabbed my sewing

kit and sat down at the desk and quickly sewed the button back on.

With the button back on I slipped the top on and all the buttons

stayed in place. I then grabbed my black patent clutch purse for the

evening and started putting the essentials for the evening. My darker

blush, blush brush, small Obsession perfume and I was almost ready for

Bill. I applied a healthy coat of my favorite formal lipstick shade,

then applied a brighter shade of red to finish off my lips, and as I

looked in the mirror, I thought I had done the best job ever on my

makeup and attire and was really pleased. I completed the packing by

adding those into my clutch purse.

I went to the phone and called Bill to say I was ready, and I was

only about 8 minutes late. Bill said he was coming right away and I

said I would be waiting for him. I did a final check of myself, and

slipped into my 4" black patent heels for the evening and made the

decision of my coat for the evening. The faux fur was out, and after

checking the temperature again, I decided to go without my spring coat

as well, after all we were taking a cab from door to door in both going

and leaving the dinner theatre.

Before I knew it there was a knock on the door, and as I opened it,

could see that Bill was pleased with my attire, but to drive the point

home spun around and said, "what do you think?", he did like the outfit

and gave me a light kiss on the lips. I smiled and handed him a tissue

to wipe off the lipstick that ended up on his lips.

Bill had changed to a darker suit and tie and looked very handsome

as I knew he would, and with all of the careful attention I took in

getting ready, I knew we would be a lovely couple together.

I told Bill he had one task to perform before we left and sat down

on the bed and hiked my skirt up and handed Bill the anklet to put on

my right ankle. He carefully snapped it on and commented on how lovely

it looked, and I smiled and commented back, "I thought you would like

it". I then gathered my purse and was ready to go. Bill was again very

classy and informed me that a taxi would be waiting for us when we got

to the lobby to take up to the theatre.

We got to the lobby and headed for the front doors, I felt so

special with a very handsome man at my side and hearing my 4" heels

clicking on the marble floor as I walked. As promised, the taxi was

waiting for us, and Bill was the gentleman and opened the door for me

and after I slid in and made sure my skirt was all the way in, Bill

closed the door and went around the other side and slid in beside me.

The trip to the theatre was brief and Bill and I help hands all the way

there, it was quite special, and I was tingling with excitement.

We arrived at the dinner theatre/hotel, Stage West, a place I had

been to several times before, but none as special as this evening. When

the cab stopped, I waited for Bill to open my door and he offered a

hand to me to help me out of the taxi, and of course I accepted. Bill

and I walked side by side into the hotel lobby and I took the lead as I

knew were I was going and guided Bill down the familiar hall towards

the actual theatre. The marble floors made it so special as I heard my

heels clicking on the floor in unison with some of the other women. I

let Bill know the window were he had to pick up the tickets and he

asked me to wait and went to get them. I felt soooooo special as I

looked around and saw all of the other women dressed up for the evening

and was so glad to be one of them.

Bill returned shortly and exclaimed, "I got the tickets, we are all

set, now what?", I then took the lead again and brought us to the

entrance of the actual theatre and let Bill talk with the hostess to

get us seated. We followed the hostess as she lead us to our booth, and

once we got there, it was perfect, a whole booth, just the two of us,

perfect and very, very romantic, she smiled and "said have a lovely

evening", if she only knew.

To explain, the dinner theatre itself is very dimly lit, with a

combination of booths and tables, candlelight lighting is what the

"feel" is. The booths are raised and are positioned to see the stage

perfectly, and this is the perfect scenario for seeing the show. An

isolated area of the theatre is were the dinner buffet portion of the

theatre is.

Once seated Bill and I chatted about how nice it was, and how

romantic the setting was. I could only smile at Bill and comment, "wait

till the lights go down". Bill smiled back, and I knew I was in for a

very special show, both on the stage and in the booth.

Our server for the table came by, and reminded us of the serving

area and asked us if we were interested in some drinks. Bill opted for

a beer and informed Bill that I would enjoy a sling. Bill asked if I

was ready for dinner, and told him, I would be more comfortable going

after the drinks arrived, so we waited and soaked up the atmosphere, it

was certainly a very special time. The drinks arrived shortly after

that and I got my purse and pulled out the strap, converting it from a

clutch to a normal purse with a strap to go up and get some dinner.

Bill and I got out of the booth, and he exclaimed, "after you my

dear", and I lead the way to the serving area, and we ended up standing

in line for the food, not a problem as I got to see what the other

women were wearing, and I would see that I was among the most dressed

up women in the place!, and I felt even more special, if that was

possible.

Bill went one way and I the other and we met at the end as we got to

the last of the buffet. We walked together back to the booth and ate

our dinner and talked about the environment of the dinner theatre,

whether Bill knew it or not, I was already turning to putty in a

romantic way. When we were done our main course, I asked Bill if was

ready for dessert, he was not really up for it, so I took a trip by

myself to see what I could find. I had a feeling Bill wanted to see me

from a distance, in my formal outfit.

Once back at the table I finished my dessert and Bill and I

continued to chat, I was really feeling like I was already putty and

ready to cuddle into him right then and there, but that was to come

soon enough.

With the announcement that the show was to begin in a few minutes,

nature called and I had to use the ladies room. I then converted my

regular purse to a clutch again and with that, I excused myself from

the table and headed to one of the two ladies rooms at the theatre that

I have never used. As I entered the room, it had the same layout as the

one I usually use was used to. The stalls, large lighted makeup mirror,

marble floors, and of course a lineup, for both he stalls and the

makeup mirror, except this washroom one only had three stalls and the

other six. I stood in line and waited for my turn and soaked in the

ambiance of the environment. Once it was my turn, I did my business and

headed for the makeup mirror were I touched up my lipstick to make it

dark and rich again and fluffed out my hair.

Once back at the table, Bill and I continued to talk and I took the

chance to look around and see some of the other women and how they were

dressed and there was a variety. Some dressed up as much as I was and

other in simple skirts and blouses, and other in just pants and a

blouse, it was quite different from the last time I attended this

dinner theatre, but I felt even more special all the same.

Then the moment I was waiting for happened, the lights went down and

the show started, I felt totally comfortable as Bill put his arm around

me. He offered for me to come and "cuddle" in with him, with body

language, and I melted as I slid over and allowed him to drape his arm

around me, I leaned my head onto his shoulder and enjoyed.

Bill made the moves fast and furious with the lights down and I was

melting very fast, he kissed and licked the nape of my neck, my ears,

caressed my shoulders, my breasts, my legs, I was simply in heaven and

whimpered and such on some of his touches. I hardly remember the first

act of the play as Bill continued, and I found my painted fingers

caressing the inside of his leg, every once in a while exploring the

tops of his thighs. At one point one of his fingers found its way

inside my mouth and I enjoyed giving him a demonstration of some of my

oral abilities, you can guess what he thought. The play was a musical

and very enjoyable, I was enjoying it very much, and was enjoying

Bill's advances just as much.

Finally the first act ended, and the lights came back on, and I

needed to use the ladies room, one for nature and the other to ensure

my makeup was not smudged too much after all Bills activity. I knew

that I was in for a large lineup at the ladies room and I was really

looking forward to it. I grabbed my purse and gave Bill a light kiss

and headed for the larger of the two ladies rooms at the dinner

theatre. As expected there was a very long line, right out the door as

a matter of fact, but I patiently stood in line and again, soaked in

the ambiance. The line moved quickly and it was fun to watch the women

go from being in line to the stall, then from the stall to another line

at the mirror, then touching their makeup then leaving. Before long it

was my turn and I followed the lead of the other women and used the

stall, then got in the line for the mirror, until finally it was my

turn. I pulled out my blush brush and touched up my cheeks, then combed

out my hair and finally applied another coat of lipstick. Making sure

everything was perfect, I packed my purse and headed back to the table

were a smiling Bill met me. "Have fun?", was his comment as I slid into

the booth, and I commented back, "we women want to make sure we look

perfect for our men", he smiled back and commented, "you certainly do".

The announcement then came that the second act was going to begin

and then decided to give Bill a little show and opened my purse and

"checked" my makeup with my lighted compact. I then closed my compact

and grabbed my little vile of Obsession perfume and applied another

dose to my neck, and Bill commented, "my that smells lovely, what is

it?", I let him know it was Obsession, and groaned, "mmmmm", I smiled

back at him as I packed my purse up again.

Before long the second act of the show started, and once again so

did Bill. I slid in beside him again and "cuddled" in and as soon as I

did Bill was busy nibbling on my ears, even venturing as far as

sticking a tongue in my ear which made shivers run down my spine and

got a low groan from me. At one point I whispered in Bill's ear that my

silky thighs were available for him, and hiked my skirt a little and

allowed the slit in the skirt to part and expose maximum thigh. We were

safe as the tablecloth hung down very low in back and front of the

table, allowing for maximum "activity" to occur under the table.

Bill took advantage of the opportunity and spent time caressing the

silky hose I wore for him and I could tell he was enjoying it. As the

second act of the show wore on, the attention that Bill was giving me

was getting to me, and I found my hands wandering a little more

aggressively under the table and as Bill continued the teasing.

Now it was my turn, I ventured high on Bill's thigh with my left

hand and knew what I would find as I felt into Bill's crotch, it was a

nice hard and erect member. I took a long time in caressing Bills

crotch through his pants and he groaned in approval as I continued to

watch the show and played with his hard member. Bill's groans and

shifting in his seat continued to get more and more, and I decided to

give Bill a special treat and I slowly found his zipper and undid it.

Bill was quietly groaning as I worked his hard member out from behind

his underwear, exposing it outside of his pants, all beneath the table,

and before I knew it, I had his member in my left hand and I massaged

the tip slowly and with my thumb. I then wiped some of the pre-cum off

the tip of his head and brought my hand out from under the table and as

Bill watched as I licked the sticky liquid from my fingers.

I then massaged Bill a little more under the table to approving

groans from Bill, and not wanting to "push our luck", Bill reached down

and did up his pants. I however did not stop caressing him under the

table through his pants, for the remainder of the show, nor did he stop

his caressing and advances.

Sadly, the show ended and after a few hours of caressing, I new Bill

was quite hot and ready to get back to the Hotel and so was I. We

waited for the "mass exodus" as Bill put it to stop. In the meantime, I

took the moment to check my makeup with my lighted compact and decided

that my makeup was fine for the ride home.

Bill and I left the booth and headed back through the marble hallway

and into the main lobby of the hotel. Noticing that there were no taxis

waiting, Bill asked me to "take a seat, I will take care of this", and

I sat down and Bill went to the front desk to call a taxi. Bill came

back and informed me that "it would only be 3 minutes", and before we

knew it the taxi was there and Bill escorted me out. Once again he was

the perfect gentleman and opened my door and allowed me to make sure my

skirt was in before he closed the door. Bill then went to the other

side and slid in, and as we drove back to our hotel, it was a little

different than the drive to the theatre as my hand rested on his upper

thigh and gently "explored", all the way home. Bill and I discussed

what we might do when we got back to the hotel and I suggested, "well

it is the weekend, shall we play the Bridesmaid and her date after the

Wedding, enjoying a glass of wine in the lounge?", Bill agreed, and I

suggested we go back to my room were I get "dressed for the part", Bill

wholeheartedly agreed. The taxi pulled up front of the hotel and as

Bill was settling things with the driver, one of the valets at the

hotel came and opened the door for me. I slid out of the taxi, where

Bill met me and into the lobby we went, side by side. We headed up to

my room and once inside I told Bill to make himself at home while I

changed.

I slipped out of the top and skirt and removed all of my rhinestone

jewelry, except my anklet, I decided to leave that in place. I was

hoping I could get away with my conventional bra and not have to go

through the hassle of strapless one. So I slipped on the royal blue

Bridesmaids dress, a crinoline, the jewelry I left out, the pearl

necklace and the matching earrings, then finally my 3" matching satin

heels. I looked myself over in the mirror and saw that the bra strap

was showing, as the back of the dress was somewhat low cut, and was

hoping Bill could help me out.

I entered the part of the room that Bill was sitting and watching TV

and could see the look in his eyes when he saw me, "my how lovely", was

his comment. I apologized that it was not the green one he wanted, but

told him it was the same dress, only in Royal Blue, and he commented

that he liked this Colour better, "it suits you more", was his comment.

I thanked him and asked him to give me a hand and see if he could push

my bra down, he tried, but to no avail. So I excused myself and went to

change bras, which was a hassle, but it only took a few minutes. When I

was done, I checked myself in the mirror and could see everything was

perfect, I then went to my makeup mirror and touched up my lipstick and

brushed my hair. When I was ready I met Bill, and asked him to do some

of the snaps up on the dress I could not reach, and he willingly

obliged. I then packed my clutch purse into the sack I had previously

packed and with that, and we left for the lounge.

Bill was certainly enjoying the look of the satiny gown I was

wearing, and I also felt special, as I was to be seen as a Bridesmaid

after a long day and a wonderful Wedding. As we left the elevator, we

ran into a woman heading in, and she looked at me and said, "how

lovely", I thanked her and we were on our way. I seated myself at the

same place I had in the afternoon. Bill went to get the glasses of

wine, and I started looking around and I could see way on the other

side of the bar some other people and two of them were indeed

Bridesmaid's as well, which made the atmosphere very enjoyable. Bill

sat down in the same place he had in the afternoon and with my cocktail

length dress, there was to be no peaking up the skirt this time.

Bill and made small talk about how the evening went, and how

enjoyable it was, and he made a comment about the sack I was carrying,

and I told him, "in time dear". Once we finished our glasses of wine,

Bill invited me to his room for a "toast of champagne", to which I

agreed, and thought it was a wonderful idea. Once Bill had settled the

tab, as always the gentleman, we were on our way to his room, we left

hand in hand and as we entered the elevator, and started up. I could

not resist some light kissing from Bill, the evening up this point was

so special, and I new it was going to be even more shortly.

Bill lead me to his room and opened the door and invited me in, and

as soon as the door was closed offered me a long and inviting kiss, our

tongues danced. I felt so satisfied, Bill got to explore the gown I was

wearing for him and felt for himself how satiny it really was,

caressing my backside and generally enjoying the satin. Bill then took

the lead and offered the room to be lit in candlelight, and got no

resistance from me and lit three or four candles and turned off the

lights. He then offered champagne, and I accepted his offer, and he

returned with a bottle and opened it. I looked around and the ambiance

was perfect, a candlelit room, champagne coming and a hot and handsome

man to please.

Bill, always thinking of his date, brought out a box, handed it to

me and asked me to open it, and inside was two crystal glasses and he

informed me that they were for me, so we could remember the evening. I

of course gave him a long and deep kiss "thank you", and when broke our

embrace he poured the champagne and we toasted the evening and sipped.

I sat close to Bill, and offered him my dress to caress and feel the

wonderfully silky material, and Bill enjoyed. After a couple of glass

of champagne and caressing, both Bill and I were ready for more.

Bill approached me, looking deep into my eyes and our embrace was

intense, kissing deeply, as I could feel his tongue enter my mouth, and

thrust my tongue in his mouth as well, and took the opportunity from

time to suck his tongue up and down. Our embrace grew even more

passionate and I could feel Bill feeling the lovely satin all over,

meanwhile my hands explored to Bill's now very hard member. I explored

it for some time through his pants and eventually thought that now was

the time to really thank Bill for a spectacular and wonderful evening.

As we continued our passionate kissing, I started to help Bill out

of his clothes, firstly removing his tie, then helping him unbutton his

shirt, and eventually Bill took over and started undressing quite

rapidly. First his shirt, then pants, and as I sipped on some

champagne, I watched as Bill was eventually lying on his bed only in

his underwear. I then got an idea and asked Bill if he was ready for a

"satin massage", to which he answered, "I have never had one before",

to which I replied, "well it is going to be my pleasure".

I excused myself briefly and went to the washroom to take care of

nature, making sure not to get my Bridesmaid Dress soiled. After that

applied another thick coat of deep red lipstick and donned the elbow

length satin gloves I had packed.

I entered back into the room and Bill was just finishing a sip of

champagne, then laid back down on his back, and I asked him, "ready",

to which he replied, "oh yes". I moved myself to the side of the bed

and started caressing him oh so slowly, concentrating on all parts of

his body, except the bulging mound beneath his underwear, everywhere

but that on purpose. Every once in a while our lips would meet in a

passionate embrace and he would offer me his tongue to suck, and would

always oblige. The caressing lasted for what seemed an eternity, and

eventually, my curiosity got the better of me and my hands found there

way passing over the large bulge underneath his underwear.

Eventually the caressing got to much for Bill, and he reached down

and lowered his underwear to expose a fully erect and wanting member. I

immediately caressed it with my satin covered hands and could hear Bill

groan. I continued my caressing, but now, every once in a while bending

over and licking the head of Bill's erect member.

Finally it was time and I adjusted the skirt of my gown and kneeled

beside the bed and started to concentrate on Bill's erection. First

with my satin cover hands, then I lowered my deep red lips over Bill's

member and started to flick my tongue over the head and started to lick

up and down his shaft. Then being able to resist no more, I opened wide

and wrapped my lips around him and started to pump up and down. My left

hand caressed his balls as I pumped up and down, and could hear Bill

groan over and over, and could feel him nearing release. As I sensed

Bill coming to the "point of no return", I pumped up and down faster

and faster, and was rewarded with several spurts from Bill that I

gladly swallowed every drop. I kept Bill in my mouth until I could feel

him go soft then making sure he was clean released him from my lipstick

covered lips.

Bill was completely spent, and the evening of drinks, flirting, and

the fact it was 2:30am, had Bill in a state of near sleep. I got up,

sipped some of the champagne that was left in my glass and smiled at a

very sleepy Bill, and commented, "ready for round two?", to which Bill

replied, "I am afraid my dear, the events of the evening will probably

not make that possible". I sipped on my champagne and could see Bill

was slowly falling asleep, he then requested that I give him a satin

massage on his back, to which I willingly obliged and gave him a nude

satin massage from head to foot and he certainly enjoyed it.

After the massage, Bill and I sipped the last of our champagne and

he asked me, "are you sure there is nothing I can do for you?", I

replied, "Bill my Love, you have given me a night out of true feminine

bliss, treated me exactly the way I always want to be treated as a

woman, that is more than anything you can do for me in any physical

way". Bill replied, "alright dear, I am glad you enjoyed the evening".

I looked at the clock and it was approaching 2:45am, and for a girl

that is used to getting up at 4am every day for work, it was certainly

running late. I started to pack things up and Bill reminded that the

glasses were for me and he helped me pack up the glasses in my sack,

Bill was still completely naked, and looked as handsome as ever.

Bill and I kissed one last time, deep and passionate and I continued

to thank him for a wonderful evening to remember, and helped "tuck" him

into bed. I then grabbed my sack and saw Bill for the last time and

blew him a kiss and headed for the bathroom to fix up my smudged

lipstick and decided to wear my satin gloves back to the room. I left

Bill's room, probably just as spent as Bill, and saw no one else in the

elevator and managed to get back to my room.

Once inside I got out of my Bridesmaid dress, lingerie, and finally

jewelry and washed the makeup off my face. Eventually slipping into my

peignoir and finally slipping into bed dreaming of a wonderful and

unforgettable evening ever.

I will never forget this evening "Bill", you know who you are, and

any time you are in Toronto and want to re-create it, I would

definitely love to be your TV girlfriend, possibly we can get to round

2.

Epilogue:

The evening you have read about was totally 100% reality, and was

exactly what I enjoy when dating my dream date,

So here is the offer:

This 36 year old, petite, passable TV, would love to entertain you if

you are in my area, Toronto Ontario, as described in the story above. I

love to be the girl of your dreams, and as long as I can remain the

girl at all times, I would love to hear from you. I am not interested

in being a TV/TS "girlfriend" and "BI" sex, but rather I will be the

woman of your dreams for a wonderful and possible formal evening, I

promise, you will not go home frustrated. If you are a NON-smoking male

or female, that would like my company for the evening, please contact

me, kisses,

Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com

ICQ: 26082876