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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may

contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is

offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy ....

enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up

with what I have now.

> I'm Heterosexual by Wendi Robertson

I had been going with Mary for about six months when we

decided to live together. I hadn't crossdressed since I started

dating Mary. I KNEW that my romance with her had "cured" me of

my desire to dress in womens' clothing. Of course, I had hidden

my secret from her. One night, after Mary and I had lived

together for several months, we were watching a featured news

program on television. It had a segment which featured

transvestites and transsexuals. Just seeing it made me a bit

nervous and, at the same time, aroused that desire I thought was

gone. Then Mary made a casual remark about how she kind of got

turned on by the thought of a guy dressed up to look like a

woman. With a couple more glasses of wine, I blurted out my

secret. She seem to hesitate, and then she accepted it.

Needless to say, my "habit" returned, stronger than ever. With

Mary to help me buy the right clothes and to help me with my

makeup, I looked prettier than ever before. She even helped me

with details as to proper walking, sitting, and the like for a

pretty, shy new young woman. Also, Mary seemed to become more

aroused and achieve a more intense orgasm when we had sex while I

was dressed as a shy, introspective, but attractive young lady.

Mary kept after me to go into public with her as her girlfriend.

I kept saying no, because I was afraid of being found out.

One day, I relented, and found that I passed easily in the

company of Mary. She did all the talking and spared my one real

weakness--my voice. I joined a TV/TS organization. Of course, I

listed myself as "heterosexual". I was, of course, quite

heterosexual. In fact, whenever one of my fellow TV/TS friends

would inquire, I would always reply, "I'm heterosexual." Mary

knew that. She was known to remark, more than once, to her

gendered-women friends at our local TV/TS meetings, "of course,

Wendi is heterosexual." As the months passed, I attended many

meetings of my local TV/TS group. Mary was always with me. But

the months also saw her become more dominant. Not overtly so,

but she seemed to try to take charge of our relationship. I kind

of resented it, but we generally got along quite well, and our

sex life was quite regular.

One fateful night, Mary was unexpectedly detained at work.

It was the night of a gala party being thrown by a wealthy member

of our TV/TS group. Mary insisted that I go without her. By

this time, I felt comfortable going out dressed alone, especially

at a party where I would be with friends, and didn't have to

pass. I took an hour to dress in my expensive ravishing new

cocktail dress. I really looked good. For some unknown reason,

I decided to wear a garter belt and stockings, instead of panty

hose. My garter belt was a new import from France. It was a

part of a matching panty and bra set. The party was a smash.

But I was surprised that the hostess had invited some single men

to attend. That is how I met Robert. Robert really put the make

on me. I enjoyed his conversation, but he made me a bit

uncomfortable. He made a remark about how he would like to get

to know me better. The remark was a bit suggestive, so I stated,

"But Robert, I am heterosexual." This didn't phase him at all.

He simply said, "So am I, Wendi."

As the evening wore on, Robert was constantly at my side.

He was not only very charming, he was quite persuasive. After

three hours, I felt very comfortable with Robert. I almost felt

like we had been friends for years. When he held my hand at the

party and said, "Come on lady, I want to buy you a late supper."

My heart was pounding and my head was light.

There was a part of me that didn't want to go, but I said

without hesitation, "I'd love that, Robert." Robert opened the

passenger door of his Mercedes for me. He really knew how to

treat a lady! He took me to a posh, intimate supper club. We

were escorted to a quiet booth in a dark corner. We had a

delightful supper. After supper, while enjoying our coffee and

cordials, Robert suddenly drew very close to me. Before I knew

it, he was passionately embracing and kissing me. I drew back,

shocked, and said, "Robert, stop it. You know that I'm

heterosexual!"

He replied, firmly, "I know you are heterosexual, Wendi

darling. But you are also a woman! ...a woman by choice, my

sweetness, which makes you all the more a wonderful woman!"

It suddenly sunk to the depths of my soul. A woman by

choice! I WAS a woman by choice. It was suddenly so apparent

and so delightful. I knew at this moment I could never be with

Mary again. Yes, I thought, I'm heterosexual, but I'm a

heterosexual woman! Then Robert again took me in his arms and I

felt his hand go under my dress. He fondled my nylon-clad legs

and worked his way up to fondle and caress my buttocks. He

discovered my garter belt. He whispered in my ear as his index

finger pushed the silk of my panties between my buttocks, "You

know what it means when a pretty young lady wears stockings and a

garter belt?"

I was so excited, I could hardly even whisper. I softly

said, "What does it mean, Robert, dearest?"

He said, "It means that the lady wants so very much for her

man to make love to her!" I couldn't speak anymore. I was faint

and trembling with both fear and excitement as Robert and I left

the supper club, hand in hand. We went to Robert's posh

townhouse and spent the night! I submitted totally to my

wonderful Robert. I received him in my mouth and then he gently

took me in what he referred to as my "woman-by-choice's

'vagina'". As Robert made gentle love to me, he whispered in my

ear, over and over, "My darling Wendi...my darling

woman...woman...woman..." I loved the sound of the word "woman",

applied repeatedly to me by my coupled male lover. Robert seemed

to have complete, albeit gentle, control of my body and mind.

That night I became forever a woman by choice. I felt more

feminine and graceful than I felt Mary was.

Oh, yes--Mary. The next day Robert and I gently broke the

news to Mary. She was upset and cried. I tried to comfort her.

She said to me, the tears in her eyes, "But Wendi, I thought you

were heterosexual...I know you are heterosexual." She went on,

"I still want you for my lover, Wendi."

"Yes, Mary, I am heterosexual...a heterosexual woman like

you. I cannot be a lesbian, Mary. I am Robert's woman. I can

only be your friend.", I replied.

Suddenly, Mary seemed to completely understand. She

squeezed my hand, saying, "Yes, Wendi, I see... You are a woman

by choice... the commsumate female... and I trained you well!"

She gave me a playful pat on the behind, saying, "This belongs to

Robert." Looking at Robert, Mary said, "Treat my best girlfriend

well, Robert!" She's probably the most heterosexual woman you'll

ever find, you lucky stiff!" As Robert and I walked out of

Mary's apartment, hand in hand, he in his smart sports suit and

me in my smart pleated skirt, angora sweater, coordinated heels,

and shoulder-length glistening hair, my supple breasts jutting

forth in my sweater, my ruby-red lips were almost shining, my

shapely panty-encased buttocks swaying beneath my silken slip and

skirt...I could tell that Mary was right in more ways than

one...Robert was, indeed, stiff! And I was, indeed, Robert's

woman...his heterosexual woman!!