Secret Moments 7

by:	Lorna E. Black

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Rating: G	Add Review	Added: 06/18/2007
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Synopsis:	A tale of forced lifestyle change where having lost his job, our hero, or heroine as she now is, has to adapt to her changed circumstances. Part 7 of 8 - retail therapy, a proposal and a celebration.
Categories:	Crossdressing / TV
Keywords:	Wedding Dress or Married

Secret Moments 7

By

Lorna Elizabeth Black

Copyright - Lorna Elizabeth Black 2007

None of this work may be distributed as original by any other person or group. Permission is given to redistribute this work in its entirety and any credit is given to me as the original author. Any resemblance between characters in this work and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Be also advised, some of the storylines contain adult themes including sex. If you are underage or if this offends, then please go elsewhere.

Chapter 19 - Retail Therapy

The day was Sunday, the one day in the week the shop was closed. It was getting closer to Christmas and in a few weeks, the shop would be open on a Sunday to get some of the Christmas trade. However most of the city centre shops were open and today both 'women' intended to take full advantage of this.

In the past, on a Sunday, there was no Christina, only Christopher all day, much to his annoyance, but this Sunday it was different because today, and every other day for that matter, it would Christina and only Christina. As far as she was now concerned, Christopher no longer existed. However remnants of Christopher still clung on, like stubble on the chin. So Christina made her way to the bathroom to rid herself of this. Tasks like this were now becoming abhorrent to her and longed for the day they would no longer be necessary. Christina, for some reason, felt guilty about letting Linda seeing her like this and that was the way she now reasoned why she rose early to prepare herself for the day ahead.

The necessary done including a shower, Christina put her nightdress and negligee back on, came back into the bedroom and made her way to the dressing table, picked up her wig, brushed it, put it on and gave it a final brush with it now in place on her head. She then put on a little lipstick - she liked wearing lipstick - and made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast for herself and Linda, who was still asleep.

"Good morning dear," Christina said as she entered the bedroom with a tray of coffee and croissants.

"Good morning. You look nice this morning. You must have been up for ages."

"A little while. I've got to look my best you know."

"True but maybe you won't have to get up so early in the future when we get your sex change under way."

"I can't wait, to be honest."

"I'm sure it will be soon. You'll just have to be patient."

Christina took off her negligee and crawled back into bed beside Linda. The tray was brought over their laps as both 'women' ate their breakfasts.

With the meal now over, they both rose to get ready for the day ahead. Linda went off into the bathroom while Christina got dressed.

She decided she would wear a red suit, which was one of the items given to Christina from her outsize collection. The skirt was about knee length and straight. The jacket had no collar and big buttons up the front. Underneath, Christina chose to wear a white satin blouse with a high collar. She had seen Linda wear exactly this ensemble in the past and remembered how this sent his, as it was at the time, pulse racing. These things were laid out on the bed and so it was now a case of putting them on.

First Christina removed her negligee and nightdress and put them carefully on the bed. A pair of white lacy knickers was the first item to go on. This was followed by a matching suspender belt and bra. A pair of 10 denier lace topped black stockings were carefully rolled up her legs and clipped into place on the suspenders. Christina loved every minute of this, so much so it was beginning to tell in the front of her knickers.

"Damn," she said. "I suppose I had better wear a girdle."

So that's just what she did. She opened her underwear drawer, took out a white panty girdle with lace trim and pulled it up on to her waist. This achieved the necessary result. A full slip in white with lace trim was the next thing she put on and it was over to the dressing table to put on her full make-up.

Liquid make-up, eye shadow, mascara, blusher and finally another coat of lipstick were all applied in turn to achieve the final result of a stylish woman in her forties. This was acceptable to Christina realising she still had to apply her make-up more thickly than she really would have liked purely to hide those remnants of maleness she now absolutely detested.

She rose from the dressing table picked up her new satin blouse and slipped it on. The feel of the material against her skin was absolutely sensational.

"I think I really do need that girdle now," Christina thought to herself.

Christina pulled on her skirt fastened the top button, zipped it up and adjusted it into place. She slipped on her shoes, looked at herself in the full-length mirror and liked what she saw. Just then, Linda emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel and seeing Christina dressed in clothes that were previously hers said rather cynically,

"It's almost as if you chose these clothes for yourself, because, you know on you, they're absolutely perfect."

"Thank you."

Linda set about getting herself ready. She decided to dress more casually which she preferred when she was not at work. So Linda's ensemble consisted of fairly plain white bra, knickers and black pop socks under black trousers and a white polo neck jumper. She finished off with a light application of make-up. Both 'women' now put on their respective jackets; Linda's being black and Christina's being the matching red jacket to her skirt. Linda looked at Christina when she had put on the red jacket and repeated,

"Like I said earlier, it's almost as if you chose these clothes with yourself in mind."

"Again, thank you."

When both 'women' were finally ready, they picked up their handbags and made their way out the front door. Christina had no longer any real qualms about going outside as a woman; these had been more or less swept away over the events of the last few weeks and especially since the night before. She did feel a little uncertain about going into the city centre but realised that this was something that had to be done.

As soon as they were outside on the street, Christina was now even more aware of the wind blowing up between her legs since she was now wearing stockings. She liked this feeling a lot.

"Bus or car?" Linda queried.

"I think would like to try the bus," Christina replied.

"Fair enough, you're going to have to experience all of these things anyway."

"True."

They made their way to the bus stop, which was just a few yards down the road. Even this was proving to be a new experience to Christina, because there she was walking outside on the pavement, beautifully dressed, high heels clicking and the breeze blowing up around her legs. She thought to herself,

"I'm really glad I put that girdle on now."

As they both waited at the bus stop, neither said much, they had tended to in worlds of their own. Linda was feeling happy about her new relationship with Christina, while Christina herself had feelings of elation, liberation and still a touch of vulnerability. The bus arrived, they boarded and Linda paid the fares them both. There were very few seats on the bus, however, a man got up from one and said,

"Ladies."

"Thank you," said Linda.

"Thank you," said Christina.

They both sat down together.

The first place that Linda suggested they visit when they arrived in the city centre was a jeweller so that Christina could get her ears pierced. Although Christina wanted this done, feeling this was some form of rite of passage of womanhood, but also she still had this dread of being found out, a feeling of panic was beginning to set in. Linda could sense this, so instead of going to the jewellers straight away, she suggested they find a coffee shop to allow Christina to acclimatise and to reassure her to new surroundings. A department store coffee shop soon proved to be a suitable refuge while Christina calmed down. As they were finishing their coffees, Linda asked,

"Are you all right now or do you want to go home?"

"No, I'm fine, except..."

"Except what?"

"I need to go to the toilet."

"Well go then."

"I'm scared. Will you come with me?"

"Oh, all right then, just this once. Just let me finish my coffee. In future, you're going to have to go on your own."

"Yes, I realise that."

"Well you had better understand a few of the rules before we go," Linda whispered to Christina. She went on,

"Remember your toilet training now, sit for everything. When you're finished in the cubicle, it's a good idea to check and repair your make-up if necessary. The most important thing is not to look suspicious, don't rush, be calm as if you've being doing this for years. After all this is how it's going to be from now on, because this is the way you want it, so you had better learn the ropes."

"Yes dear."

Both 'women' having finished their coffees made their way to the toilets.

"Are you all right?" Linda asked Christina.

"Yes, I'm fine, let's get on with it."

Slowly and calmly they both entered the door, Christina was a bit taken a back with the inside of the toilet, after all this was the first time she had ever been in the Ladies. Linda indicated to her the cubicles and Christina made her way to an empty one. Meanwhile Linda went over to the long mirror above the wash-hand basins and proceeded to check her make-up. Christina, now finished, came out of the cubicle and joined Linda by the wash-hand basins and washed her hands. Christina then did as Linda had instructed earlier. She set about checking her make-up by touching up her lipstick. There were a few more women in the toilet but none gave a second glance to this newest member of their gender.

It was probably this event that fully restored Christina's self- confidence. There had been a point a little earlier that she was about to return home. Linda now queried,

"How do you feel? Do you want to go on?"

"Yes, I'm fine now, so where to next?"

"Do you still want to get your ears pierced?"

"Yes, very much."

"OK let's do it then."

They found a suitable jeweller a few yards from the shop they had just come from. Linda said,

"How about here?"

"Fine."

"Let me do most of the talking."

"Fair enough."

Into the shop they went, the shop assistant asking,

"Can I help, ladies?"

"Yes, my friend would like her ears pierced, if you don't mind."

"Certainly, if you would like to follow me."

They were ushered into a small room where the shop assistant explained what would happen and the instructions Christina was to follow while the holes healed. Christina was to have two small gold studs inserted and they would have to remain in place until everything healed. In fact the studs were inserted with what looked like a gun which fired the stud through the earlobe.

"Ow," was the reply from Christina as each stud was inserted.

As the studs were put in, a small "butterfly" catch was put on to the end to keep them in place.

This job now done, they all made their way to the front of the shop. Linda said, as she opened her handbag,

"Let me pay, my treat."

"Thank you."

The shop assistant looked as she took the money, ever so slightly suspicious.

Again Linda asked Christina once they had come out of the jewellers,

"Do you want to go on?"

"Yes, I'm fine. We had better make the most of this day."

"OK you really need some more cosmetics and especially things like nail varnish and perfume. You also need some more shoes."

"Yes I do, don't I?"

Actually, both 'women' made their way back to the department store where they had stopped for coffee earlier. This time though, it was to the cosmetics counters. Christina loved this; she was pampered with samples of this and that before deciding on the products she wanted.

Next it was the shoe shops, where now she could look properly and try on women's shoes, which of course is exactly what she did. Again she was in heaven with all these wonderful things around. In the end, she bought another pair of black high heels but this time with a stiletto heel. She also bought a pair of leather boots with a two-inch heel.

Their arms now laden with carrier bags, they decided to call it a day. They made their way to the bus stop and got on the appropriate bus for home.

On entering the flat, Linda asked,

"Well?"

"Well, what?"

"What did you think of your first day out as a woman?"

"Great, after a shaky start."

"True. Do you want to do it again?"

"Of course, I'm a woman now."



Chapter 20 - The Proposition

"So do you really like your new wardrobe then Christina?"

"Of course I like it. I should like it; after all I chose the clothes in the first place."

"I think I'm actually beginning to understand why that was now."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, perhaps when you were choosing the clothes for me, what you were actually thinking in your sub-conscience was that really you would have liked to wear them yourself."

"That's all a bit deep, isn't it? I'm sure I would have been aware of something like that, but I wasn't as far as I know. These sorts of thoughts never crossed my mind."

"You never know, how can you really tell? I'm no psychologist, but perhaps it would need someone like that to give you an answer."

"Whatever the reason, I'm now happy all of this has happened."

"So am I. There actually is one other dress, which is not in your wardrobe I would like you to try on."

"Which one is that?"

"Wait and see but first slip put of your dress and take off your slip, shoes and stockings."

Linda undid the zip at the back of Christina's dress and Christina allowed it to drop to the floor. She picked it up and carefully put it on the bed. Next, she took off her slip and also put this on the bed. The shoes were the next things followed by her stockings. Christina now stood in the bedroom in just her bra, knickers and suspender belt. Linda meantime opened one of the drawers of the dressing table and removed a packet containing a pair of stockings, a pair of white stockings. Christina recognised them from the shop from the bridal collection of lingerie. Linda opened the package and handed the stockings to Christina and said,

"Please put these on."

"What are you up to?"

"Just wait and see."

Christina did as she was asked. The stockings were beautiful, soft and sheer with a seam at the back and a pretty lace top. Having clipped the stockings to her suspender belt, Christina looked at herself in the full- length bedroom mirror and liked what she saw. Linda then opened her wardrobe and took out a pair of white satin shoes with about a two-inch heel. She handed them to Christina who put them on. They were a perfect fit. Christina again looked at herself in the bedroom mirror and wondered what was coming next although she had a good idea what it might be.

What was coming next was a wedding dress, but not just any wedding dress. This wedding dress was Linda's wedding dress, the one in which she married Christopher all these years ago. Christina as Christopher could also remember when he first saw Linda in that dress on their wedding day and thought she looked absolutely stunning. Her choice of dress was brilliant. He couldn't of chosen better himself.

"I want you to try on my wedding dress."

"Why?"

"Because, for a start it doesn't fit me anymore but more importantly, since you have become the woman you've always wanted to be and my new lover, I would really like us to re-affirm our vows and I can't think of a nicer way of doing this than you wearing my wedding dress."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm quite sure."

"I'm flattered, no honoured you should do this for me. But do you want to reaffirm our vows now, today?"

"No not at this moment, I just want to see you in the dress, to see that it fits all right and to make any alterations if need be."

"And the vows?"

"Later, sometime soon, you'll know when the time comes."

The wedding dress was made from pure silk, not white, but ivory in colour with a drop waist and slightly flared skirt. It was in a Victorian style with a high collar with a ruffle, long sleeves, puffed at the top and with similar ruffles on the cuffs to the collar. Over the dress small bows and pearls were used as a decoration. The head-dress was a simple band of imitation flowers which sat on the top of the head.

Christina removed her shoes first of all before stepping into the dress. Linda pulled it up over Christina's legs until the waist of the dress was in place. Christina put her arms into the sleeves of the dress as Linda buttoned it up at the back. The dress felt heavy, but certainly not unpleasant. The feel of the silky material as the dress touched her body made Christina shudder. For a moment Christina just stood there trying to take in what had just happened. She felt on top of the world at this moment. Still in somewhat of a daze, Christina put on her new shoes and looked at herself long and hard in the long mirror.

"Come on, We're still not finished," Linda interrupted.

"You've still got the head-dress to try on."

"Sorry," said Christina, coming back to reality.

Christina sat down while Linda put the head-dress in place on her head.

"There, what do you think of that?" Linda said.

Christina rose from the seat and went over to the long mirror again and looked, and looked and simply said,

"Thank you."

"May I take a photograph of you dressed like that?" Linda queried.

"Of course you can," was Christina's reply.

Linda left the bedroom briefly to go and fetch her camera while Christina was still looking at herself in the long mirror still not taking in all that had happened.



Chapter 21 - Celebration

As far as life was now concerned, Christopher was dead and gone and in his place was Christina. It was getting very near Christmas and "Secret Moments" was at its busiest just as Linda had predicted. Christina was now serving in the shop, and was loving every minute of it, having given up for most part, the accountancy work she, as Christopher, used to do.

Although Christina presented much the same look on the outside, these days her underwear was completely different from when she first started. Now she insisted on wearing stockings and suspenders all the time, much to Linda's delight. Her other underwear, like bras, panties and slips were always either lacy or silky. She wanted it no other way. The only noticeable changes to her appearance were, the wig was now gone, her hair being long enough to be styled in a proper feminine manner. The earrings she now wore were obviously for pierced ears and her fingernails were always immaculately manicured and varnished. Most of all, she was now an extremely happy person, having found herself and 'come out' after all these years.

Anyway, down in the shop, there was a real cross section of customers. There were more women, from a younger generation, looking for the ideal outfit to what could only be best described as for seduction of their partners. Both Christina and Linda thought that there would be some real steamy scenes after these women revealed themselves wearing these things.

However, there were also the men who came into the shop on their own, often very shy, embarrassed or both, looking for sexy lingerie for their partners. Usually, they had absolutely no idea of their partner's size and what they seemed to be looking for was for the type of lingerie they would like their partners to wear. However reality was often very different judging by the exchanges that were made afterwards. Anyway this was not their problem, they were only there to sell these things, not moralise. Whether the gifts these men had bought for their partners were accepted with gratitude and used to create a required fantasy or were never worn, Christina and Linda would never know. Christina took a certain degree of delight in serving these men because of her own situation.

There were also the men who said they were looking for something for their partner, but both could tell they really wanted things for themselves to wear. Christina in some ways felt sorry for these men because, perhaps, this was a thing they were compelled to do but they had to keep it a secret. They obviously did not have such an understanding partner like Linda. These were the men that knew exactly what they were looking for and also knew exactly the size as well. Again Christina usually served them, but in the most helpful way, because after all, she had a certain empathy with them.

Things, generally, were really looking up in the shop as far as the business was concerned. With the time of year, the change of name and the change of stock, the takings were up, the profits were up much more than previous years, Christina and Linda were as happy together as they could be.

When the shop was closed at night and both 'women' were behind the locked front door in their flat upstairs, their relationship had been renewed and was a very loving one but now as lesbian lovers. When finished work for the day, Christina would change out of her work clothes but one thing, she never wore trousers again, not even women's trousers. She tended to wear dresses when she was not in the shop and always with stockings and suspenders. She liked dresses, having now gathered quite a collection. Linda tended to dress more casual, she preferring to wear trousers when work was finished for the day.

Occasionally Christina would wear a skirt and top but the skirts she wore in the flat were usually quite short and as those skirts rode up when Christina sat down, her stocking tops would come into view, which was usually the cue for Linda to initiate a love making session. Linda still took the dominant role in their lovemaking, almost as if she had taken over some sort of male role. Christina was certainly not complaining, she still preferring to be the submissive partner and even more so since her awakening.

All of Christopher's clothes had now been got rid of, Christina was now Christina full time. There was no going back. As had already been said her hair was now long enough to get rid of the wig. It was now styled in a nice feminine way and regular trips to a hairdresser kept it that way. Christina's wardrobe was now expanding with all the clothes she had got from Linda, but now she was able to choose her own clothes on any shopping trips they both went together. These days, Christina did not insist on checking every piece of clothing that Linda wanted for herself, she was more critical on things she wanted to wear.

Christina, always dressed very stylish, and always with the prettiest of underwear. Even her jewellery collection was building up and since she had her ears pierced, she even had a good selection of her own earrings, although on occasions she would borrow from Linda and vice-versa. The 'women' sometimes borrowed underwear from each other, usually Linda from Christina because Christina had the nicer, being more frilly and lacy.

In bed, Christina always wore pretty night-dresses, usually satin with a lace trim. She even had a baby doll night-dress, but that was worn only on special occasions. Linda on the other hand tended to dress more plainly in bed, sometimes night-dresses, but silk pyjamas as well.

It was coming up to Christmas, all the Christmas shopping had been done, the shop had been extremely busy with record takings. Now was the time to close for the holiday, relax and celebrate Christina and Linda's first Christmas together.

In the new year, there was likely to be further changes because, Christina was to have her first consultation with the doctor about her sex change. She was looking forward to this in many ways because, hopefully, she could start treatment with a course of female hormones fairly quickly to start her development because there were still some male things she was beginning to resent, like shaving. She knew that she would have to go through things like electrolysis to get rid of the facial hair, but she hoped that this might be somewhat easier if she had female hormones coursing through her body first. There was, though, a feeling of trepidation about stepping into the unknown but these were put aside when Christina thought of the final outcome. Linda was looking forward to this as well because she was looking forward to Christina being a proper woman.

On Christmas morning, while still in bed together, Linda gave Christina a cuddle and a kiss on the lips.

"Merry Christmas dear Christina," she said.

"Merry Christmas my love," was the reply.

Christina rose from the bed, slipped on her negligee and went into the bathroom to make herself presentable. On her return, she opened her underwear drawer and took out a small package. Linda had done something similar while Christina had been in the bathroom. Both 'women' exchanged presents saying in unison,

"Merry Christmas."

Christina opened her package. Inside the wrapping was a small box, Christina opened it to reveal a diamond engagement ring.

"It's beautiful," Christina said.

Linda removed the ring from the box, took Christina's left hand and slipped the ring on the appropriate finger. Christina spread her hand out and looked at the ring saying,

"Thank you."

Christina's present to Linda was not so spectacular, nevertheless what Christina had bought for Linda was a gold chain and bracelet for which she thanked Christina, because even as Christopher, when it came to presents, Christina knew exactly what Linda liked.

Being Christmas day, both 'women' decided to dress for the occasion. Linda wore a red dress, with black stockings and black stiletto shoes. Underneath her dress was that basque she had used with devastating results on Christopher all those weeks ago. This time, though, she was wearing the matching knickers, for now at least. Christina chose to wear a short, black velvet dress with black stockings and also black stiletto shoes. Underneath Christina's dress was also a similar basque and matching knickers. She thought, if you can't beat them, join them. Christina was now proudly wearing her new engagement ring.

Linda said to Christina,

"Last Christmas, I'm quite sure you never imagined you would now be wearing dresses."

"True, so much has happened in the last year. It's hard to take it all in."

"One thing I'll say about you now, you look happier than you've done in years."

"Yes, I know. I'm really happy."

Christina thanked Linda again for her ring and looking at it admiringly she asked,

"Do you have something planned?"

"Yes, but that's sometime in the future."

"When?"

"You'll see."

To be continued