Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2022 12:33:02 +0000 (UTC) From: malibug4 Subject: Mr Napoli - 5 - Company, part 1 ------------------------------------------ Your reading this because you love nifty, help out... Please consider donating to keep it alive by donating here: https://donate.nifty.org/ ------------------------------------------ ---------------------- Hope you like this series on how I started, This is still the summer of 1984, before I started high school. I had yet too fully develop as a boy and didn't want too as I was very feminine and loved to be a girl and had finally met an older man who understood me, Mr. Napoli, and this is my story with him. ---------------------- It had been a great start too my weekend, and I reveled in not being a virgin anymore. Jim, Mr. Napoli, my Daddy left to get some groceries and things for his friends he wanted me too meet. He could tell I was a little nervous, but told me it was normal for a girl like me to show she was now a lady after losing her virginity and it would be only be two close friends of his, and that I already knew them ! I wondered who it was, and took a bath too relax before dressing for company, he wanted me too look like a sexy lady and I need no encouragement to do so. It felt wonderful to not be a virgin, my sore bum was feeling more like a trophy than a problem and I loved how it felt knowing I had a plug keeping his semen inside me, being absorbed and making me a woman. I wiggled into my satin panties loving the feeling. I had decided to dress like a hostess for a cocktail party (as that's what I was !). I wore a short sleeveless dress, little zipper in the back and 3 buttons up the front top, with a halter top sash that fastened around the neck. I made sure to wear a garter belt and stockings, accessorizing with matching earrings and bracelet, I made sure too wear my new sissy anklet bracelet before putting on my heels. I felt like Madonna and glowed like a deflowered virgin. I admired my look in the mirror and brushed my hair and applied some eye liner and shadow (my knew favorites to do, besides lip stick of course !). Hearing the door, I rushed too open it knowing he might need help (oooh, I do love the way the sound of my heels on the floor). I opened the door quickly, not even thinking/checking, and jaw drop / reminding myself to recover....it was not Daddy, but Father Stevens from St. Gregory ! I was not ready for this, and my persona was instantly back to a shy, introverted, teen boy (but dressed like a girl / woman). He spoke, as I was frozen !, "Well Robbie, aren't you going to invite me in ?, or should I call you Julie ?". My "high" was gone, I felt ambushed, guilt and shame all at once, but what was I going to do?, dressed in a short, tight dress, teetering on heels I barely knew how to walk in, with a still wet pussy, with a plug keeping it all in!, "I'm Julie I stuttered..." as I welcomed him in. I tried to remember, "Did I ever confess to him ?", I knew I hadn't. I explained to him, almost as an excuse, that I was with Mr. Napoli to be a hostess for a party and that he'd be right back (Please Daddy get back !). We made our way to the living room and I asked him too please sit Father. He was dressed casually in slacks and a button down shirt with clerical collar, he smelled very nice and I couldn't help but have an impure thought. Awkward Silence...I remembered my job, and asked him if he wanted a coke or something too drink, which he accepted. I brought him a coke and he patted the cushion next to him on the couch. I tried too sit, not too close, the hem of my dress was awkwardly high, riding up my thigh and I had too sit sideways a bit, an audible little sigh / moan escaped my lips as I felt the plug push against me nestled in my pussy, touching that spot inside me that makes me woozy, I crossed my legs at my ankles too keep my knees together. He notices all this, I'm sure. Father Stevens put his hand on my knee and I tried not too react, as I always love when someone does that, it made me let my guard down, and I relaxed my crossed ankles so he'd know. He explained how Jim had invited him over today, and how he knew all about me from Jim and that he had been monitoring my progress. I was instantly relieved and enjoying how his hand was caressing my knee, I couldn't help but admire how good looking he was and I was trying too avoid not staring at Father Stevens crotch, I just knew something was growing in there ! Finally I heard the door open and though I had gotten a bit comfortable, I was really happy Daddy was back. End part 1 of company. let me know if you like this story, malibug4@yahoo.com [ if u have any ideas for a fantasy story u want me too write (or act one out !), let me know ]