This story has gone longer than I expected and I've revealed more than I intended. This final chapter isn't as steamy as previous ones but brings this journey to its end.
The following few weeks were pretty boring. I still had the apartment to myself the week after spring break. I'd usually come home from school and transition into Lisa. Make up, stockings, pantyhose, dress, the whole bit. Then I'd spent the late afternoon and evening living as a woman, cooking, cleaning, even practicing sitting and crossing my legs. It's not as easy as it looks, I can assure you.
But all that freaky nudity and crossdressing stuff had to be put away when my roommate came back, and honestly, there really wasn't time for it. Finishing up papers and projects and prepping for finals took precedent.
My roommate was totally stoked when I told him about the internship. He was totally cool with me keeping the apartment after graduation. He just wanted his half of the security deposit returned, which wasn't unreasonable.
I got myself all cleaned up for my interview and my family coming in for my graduation. By cleaned up I mean I got my hair trimmed. I didn't want to cut too much off and take anything away from Lisa. My father wasn't too thrilled.
"You need to get your hair cut shorter! You look like a teenaged girl!"
He had no idea.
The interview would be two days before the ceremony, which worked out quite well with finals. My family would be coming in that night and staying in a local hotel.
The interview went really well. I met with a man named Mr. Davis, who was a Vice President. He was an older, distinguished looking man in his 50s. He had very clean, manicured hands. Why did I notice that? I really don't know. It just stood out to me.
We reviewed my coursework and grades and discussed my essay and long term goals, just regular interview stuff.
When the question and answer portion was finished, Mr. Davis closed my file, stood up and came around his desk to shake my hand.
While keeping a firm grip of my hand, he said, "you know, you come highly recommended by not only one of my best employees, Jack Butler, but one of my oldest friends, Dr. Thompson, from your university. It's not every day we get the opportunity to interview someone with not only an impressive resume, but such strong personal references to go with it." He turned his head slightly and grinned.
What was that? Is he....is he flirting with me? Nah! I'm being silly!!
"Thank you so much! It's truly an honor to be considered for this position and I certainly hope you'll find my credentials acceptable as I would love to work for such an amazing company."
As I left his office, I caught a glimpse of him watching me leave through the mirrored covered walls.
I got the call the morning of graduation that I had been accepted for the position!!! I was ecstatic!!! My roommate was thrilled, my parents were thrilled, I even called Jack and told him. He was also thrilled!!
I couldn't believe it! Three months unpaid, followed by full medical, a pension, a 401k, profit sharing and salary to be determined!! I was shaking with excitement! I started about a week and a half after graduation!!
The ceremony went off without a hitch. I got lots of gift$ from my family who were just tickled everything was working out, though my mother wasn't happy I'd be living so far away.
We celebrated with my roommate's family and by Friday morning, everyone was gone. My family, my roommate and his family, my classmates and their families. The population of the town dropped dramatically. Half the furniture in the apartment was gone.
And I still had over a week to go before the internship started. I wanted to celebrate with Jack but he was away on business. It turns out the position he took had him traveling 70-80% of the time.
I dug up Alex's number but he was on vacation with his wife, at least according to his answering machine.
Fuck.
I ended up dressing up and playing Lisa all weekend in my apartment. Lame right? I didn't have much choice. I had little cash and wasn't getting paid for at least three months, closer to four when you consider starting dates and pay periods.
So that's what I did. I dressed in lingerie in the evenings and regular woman's clothes during the day. I also drank all the alcohol in the apartment and smoked some of the pot Jack had given me.
And, honestly, I had a blast!! Drinking and dressing up and dancing and smoking and flirting with imaginary men. But by Tuesday night I was over the whole thing. I stripped down, showered, and got into bed, naked.
Wednesday was a new day. I was in a fuzz as I usually found myself after smoking but managed to clean up the mess I made, including the pizza box, which I didn't remember ordering, or eating. I still wonder about that.
By two o'clock I was bored. Naked, nothing left to do and nowhere to go. In the past I always had school work I could do. But now I had absolutely nothing to do. And TV sucks.
An hour and a half later I found myself in my car driving around. I had dressed as Lisa, just regular clothes and some light eye make up. I wore leggings, black silky panties, a tshirt, and those cute white sneakers. The tshirt was long enough to cover my crotch and hide the bulge in the leggings.
I still didn't have anywhere to go. I just thought about things: the job, Jack, dressing, cocks. Where would it all lead?
Apparently it led to the park by the lake where I wandered around, oblivious to the couples and fishermen. I had completely forgotten I was Lisa at this point. It got me out of the apartment and gave me a chance to clear my head.
As I meandered around by the lake I was snapped out of my trance by the catcalls of the fishermen. There was a half dozen guys hanging on the dock staring and whistling at me.
"Looking good baby!!"
"Want some fries with that shake darlin'?"
I didn't know what to say! My cock took notice and started to stiffen inside my silky panties.
"You wouldn't be walking that straight after a night with me, baby!"
Somehow I didn't doubt him. Guys can be so rude, so crude sometimes. Still, it definitely turned me on. I wanted to find a way to play with them but couldn't think of one. What was I going to do? Blow them on the dock??
Hmmm..... No! That's not going to end well. I made googly eyes at them.
Damn it!! I knew what I wanted. I hadn't sucked a cock in nearly a month. Jack wasn't available. Alex wasn't available. Those were my go tos. I didn't want to go to the gay bar and didn't have the $20 cover even if I wanted to.
The ABS? Also known as the clubhouse? It's cheap. It's Wednesday night so there should be a quite a few customers. And no one I know is around since everyone went home after graduation.
My brain insisted it was an awful idea but my cock overrode it's decision. And really, why not? Apparently they appreciated me there and it would give me something fun to do. Plus... I really wanted to go!
I was full of anticipation on the drive there. I missed the variety of cocks that slipped through that hole, the sounds the guys made as I sucked them, and the taste of their cum shooting in my mouth. Plus, this would be the first time playing while dressed...well, other than the night of the drag contest.
